Love always finds its way. Let's witness a blooming, or a tragic story that will make us believe that love is always there, forever.
A Clexa Fanfic. Modern times, where it will all start when Clarke and Lexa meets in High School.
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LEXA POV I wake up hearing 'shhh' sounds and 'click' sounds like someone is taking a photo. I move to see what is happening when I feel a warm body beside me and a strong grip behind my back. I open my eyes and I see Clarke holding me tightly while I lay my head in her chest as I wrap my arms in her waist. I move my head and I see the rest of the deliquents smirking at us with their phones up.
Bellamy: You do realize we all can blackmail you both now, right?
Murphy: As much as I hate all lovey dovey, damn you two look hot together. I mean, just sleeping, you guys can dominate the world.
I groan while they all laugh. I feel Clarke shift a little and I try to be as still as possible so she won't wake up. She needs the rest anyways. Instead of waking up, i feel her pull me closer to her body and mumble something. I wave my hand to the deliquents since they were 'silently' laughing at what is happening. When they left, I blush. Clarke smells nice, so soft and warm.
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After an hour, Clarke was waking up. I fake sleep to not make the situation embarassing if she finds out how we slept. Clarke realized she wasn't alone in the couch and froze. In a few minutes, she spoke.
Clarke: Lex. Wake up, princess.
She slowly caress my arms to wake me up. I blushed at the name 'Lex'. I slowly open my eyes and stretch.
Clarke: Good morning, princess.
Lexa: Morning, captain.
Raven: Good morning, to everyone. Get your asses up because we're all hungry.
Clarke: Can't eat without me, huh? Guess i'll go back to sleep. Night!!
I laugh at how the deliquents all said NOO all together. Clarke, a cook, i can't imagine. Clarke stood up and stretched her body. Her shirt lift up a little and I saw how toned her abs are.
Clarke: Like what you see, princess?
She smirks at me and I blush. She leaves me there blushing and went straight the kitchen to cook breakfast. I gather my exposure and I smell bacon and pancakes so i went in the kitchen to ask if they need any help. I see Clarke flipping pancakes in the right and turning bacons in the left. She really is a cook, the only one cooking. The rest of the deliquents just do their normal laughters or scary stories while they wait for their food.
Monty: Hey Lexa, Clarke's almost finished. Grab a plate.
Clarke: Wow Monty. You invite others and expect me to cook. How dare you! I'll just give your food to Lexa then.
Clarke says it in a sarcastic tone. Monty is like a baby boy, easily joked. He bowed his head and mumbled sorry. Clarke and the rest just laughed.
Harper: Aww, don't worrt baby. I'll share mine with you.
