The 100~ Bellamy and Clarke

Chapter 8~Clarke

The morning after, I wake up and realise it is still early hours.
I thought it would be a good idea to trot over to Bellamys tent.
Just as I attempt to, somebody stops me.
"Hey, clarke." Finn gestures.
"Um, hey." I say biting my lip.
"Are you okay?" He asks trying to move his hand toward mine.
I intercept, by pulling my hand away.
"Finn, stop it, please." I say in an un calm way.
"Clarke I know you still have fe-" he tries to say before I cut him off.
"Finn you broke my heart, you broke Ravens too, I can't forgive you." I say barging past him, in the nicest manner I could have possibly done.
He walks away, with no achievement, just embarrassment.
I walk into Bellamys tent to find him up and ready.
He slips his jacket on.
"Hey, princess." He says.
"I love you." I say, letting he words slip from my mouth, without even having the chance to think.
"I am seriously in love with you, I need you." I grab his hand and walk closer.
"I love you too." He says.
He pulls me forward and kisses me with his pinky lips and stares into my eyes.
All of a sudden I feel like I have no worries, like the world around me is covered in flowers instead of trees, and no conflict is sensed.
I snap out of it when he pulls back, and his nose is against mine.
"We better go." He points.