"I'm not good with relationships Clarke." He said, staring at me blankly. "We can all get better at things." I said standing up and grabbed his hand. "Princess..." He trails off. I looked him strait in the eye. "You won't try? Not even for me?" I asked getting angry. "I don't want to hurt you!" He yells as if I should have understood. "Why not? If you're not good with relationships then why do you care if I get hurt!" I yelled back at him throwing my hands in the air. "Because I love you damnit!" He said, my mouth dropped open and before I couldn't think of respond his lips met mine. It was a whirlwind of passion. He loved me and I loved him.