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-Clare's Point of View-

I sighed, biting my lips contently, watching every single movement that he made. The way his smile would move crookedly, the way he would brush his black hair away from his face, and how his eyes sparkled whenever he looked at me. Yes, I was head over heels for Elijah Goldsworthy. What can I do about it? I'd get butterflies in my stomach and his sarcastic attitude always causes my whole body to heat up.

My train of thought was interrupted when a cold hand tapped on my shoulders,causing me to flinch and close my book instinctively.

"Geez, calm down Clare." he said in his normal laid-back attitude.

I looked over at him and silently scanned his face. "Sorry. It's not really all that nice say hi without warning..." I mumbled idiotically.

Eli bit back a chuckle as he took a seat beside me, outside. It was our typical spot. It was a spacey area, that was covered in grass, with those few tables that the school decided to get for those... cheesy moments as Alli would say.

I pulled out my turkey sandwich as Eli pulled out a Twinkie bar. I smirked, rolling my eyes, purposely getting Eli's attention.

"What?" he asked tentatively, creasing his eyebrows.

I sighed softly and looked over at him, "A Twinkie Bar for lunch Eli? Not all very healthy."

Eli snorted, rolling his eyes. "Sorry mom."

A smirk twitched on the corner of lips, causing me to melt just a little bit. That smirk. It would

get be every time. We both finished our "lunches". Well mine was a lunch, while his was a ... whatever it was.

"So Clarebear." he started off, as I turned my head over to him, raising an eyebrow.

"Mhmmmm?" I replied, placing my hand back on my lap.

"How are things with the whole divorce going? Since they divorced I mean...?" Eli asked carefully making sure he picked his words carefully.

I sighed thoughtfully, and looked down. "It's a little bit easier now. I've got my support." I made sure I looked him in the eyes when I said that

"And my parents are really trying their best to make sure that I'm alright.

Eli nodded, taking a soft breath, before he got up. "Well uh, I'll see you after class, okay?"

With that, I nodded, a small smile playing on my lips as we both headed back to class.

-Eli's Point of View-

She has absolutely no fucking idea what the hell she does to me! She makes me go crazy and every single time I look at her, I just want to kiss her. I wanted to kiss her like there was no tomorrow. But, she wouldn't like me. I'm wasn't amazing. I wasn't jock material. I narrowed my eyes in anger wasn't the punch myself for being such an imperfect idiot. Adam looked over at my direction, and examined me, quickly enough noticing my frustration.

"You okay man?" he asked, wondering what the hell was up with me.

"Yeah, fine. Just Clare Fever." I mumbled under my breath, but Adam heard me. He had an extraordinary good sense of hearing, causing him to grin.

"Oh, Clare Edwards? The love of your life?" Adam teased, causing me to glare at him.

Adam shrugged, at me, and said in return, "Hey, if you like the girl, then make a move. You won't get anywhere if you don't."

I looked at Adam without saying anything for a good 30 seconds, then opened my mouth to speak.

"I don't know..." I grumbled, just a bit annoyed.

Adam tilted his head back, and huffed. "Just try if you really love the woman."

And with that, the bell rang, as I rushed outside to greet Clare Edwards.

-Clare's Point of View-

I patiently waited for Eli to come and pick me up to go home or to The Dot like we usually do. Yeah, yeah, desperado. Not my fault that he was insanely adorable. Ugh, I was started to sound like Alli by the minute. This was not turning out to be a good thing. My fingers started tapping against my thigh, when I saw the perfect figure open the door, and walk towards me.

"Hey." He greeting, smirking sexily.

"Hi." I greeted back cheerfully.

He gave me a half-heartedly smile as he grabbed my hand, and led me to Morty. I shuddered slightly as his cold hand came in contact with my warm skin. Another sensation of warmth rushed to my cheek, as I realized that Eli Goldsworthy was holding my hand.

He opened the front door, leading me inside the antique hearse.

"Where shall we go today?" Eli asked, his jade-green eyes blazing as it stared into mine.

"I dunno…Um… maybe we can … head over to my house? I kinda have a report due and I could use a writing buddy….?" I smiled uncertainly hoping that he'd say yes. I liked when he come over… it was an insane amount of fun with him around.

He smirked, once more, making my heart feel another sensation as he nodded. "Sure Clare."

Oh Eli Goldsworthy, you have no idea how you make me feel.

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He drove his way to my house, turning up the radio, as Paramore filled the hearse. I was a Paraheart. And so was Eli. Which I loved.

The car skidded to break as I looked outside to find the familiar house which of course was my house. We stopped by the get pizza which we were going to eat at my place. Pizza was another thing we had in common that we enjoyed. But then again, who did like pizza? I licked my lips, as I got out of the car, a few people staring at Morty. I rolled my eyes. Some people never had seen a hearse before, have they? Eli thought the same thing, because we exchanged glances. I smiled, grabbed my bag as Eli followed me to the front door. I unlocked the door and headed inside motioning Eli to follow.

"Wanna eat first?" I asked, looking over at Eli who was too busy trying to get the pizza box.
"Please?" he grinned, causing me to giggle.

"Of course." I replied warmly as I grabbed two plates and 2 glasses. I filled both of them with coca-cola and headed outside, as the pizza box laid on the coffee table.

-Eli's Point of View-

I loved Clare's house. It smelled like...Clare. And what Clare smelled like was well...vanilla. I adored vanilla. Well vanilla is freaking awesome. And looked over at Clare who took a bite out of her pizza. She looked extremely sexy doing it too. I laughed silently to myself as I took a bite into my second slice of pizza.
"So Clare? To... do something fun while we're eating, wanna play a game of truth or dare?"

Clare hesitated then nodded, looking me into the eyes. "Sure, why not."
Just stating a fact here, but Clare had amazing eyes. They were freaking gorgeous. I would have to force myself to look away. It was an aqua sea of pearls. And of course... to your surprise, my favorite color is blue, not black. And there was those times when I would call her Blue-Eyes. It suited her so well . Just a random thought.

"Okay. Hm, you first Clare. Truth or Dare?"

Clare thought for a second or two, then smiled. "Dare."
I smirked at that. Dare? Hm.
"I dare you too..." I started off. "I dare you to do something sexy."

Clare gave me a look, and blinked, then rolled her eyes. "Sexy? I got this."
She got up, pulled... lipgloss out of her bag, and went behind me. I felt her hand grip my neck, as she pressed her lips against my neck causing me to moan slightly. She bit my neck slightly, biting my lips from moaning a bit more
I did realize that this was just a dare, right? Hm, but St. Clare. Never expecting this. She pulled away, pink rushing to her cheeks as she realized what she just did
as I just looked dumbfounded.
I smirked just a bit. "Wow Clare. Was not expecting that."
Clare looked away from me then shrugged.

"Now it's your turn." she said devilishly causing me to wince slightly.
Oh shit. I wonder what I got myself into.