The 100

Bellamy & Clarke

John Murphy's POV: 

Clarke... i see the way you look at Bellamy.. that look is not fake.. i see that you care for bellamy... i know you do 
Clarke Griffin:  Murphy...  he's a total ass..  i don't know what you are talking about
Me: Yeah maybe he is an ass
Clarke: He tried to kill you Murphy
Me: and i tried to kill him, so i think we are even.. Clarke,  he does everything in his power to protect you.. i don't know how you can't see that
Clarke: I can, and it bugs me to think that he thinks that i can't handle and protect myself. 
it's getting pretty annoying that he won't let me do anything around he- 
*Bellamy walks in & sits next to clarke & i smirk and stare at clarke*
Bellamy: what are you guys doing?
Me: oh nothing, bellamy... just talking 
Bellamy: oh really? just talking ...huh.. 
*bellamy gets up to leave & clarke pulls on his sleeve*
Clarke says in  a really quiet voice: Please stay. 
*bellamy smiles& sits back down & looks at me* 
Bellamy: Is Murphy bothering you?
Clarke: No... *she sighs & gets close to bellamy's ear& whisperes*
Bellamy: i won't let him hurt you.. he won't
Me: Clarke! 
Clarke: what? i'm not too fond of you.
Me: alright well then i'll leave * i get up& walk out before clarke can say anything* 

Bellamy's POV: 
Clarke... i'm sorry i'm an asshole
Clarke: uh... *she blushes* You heard that? 
Me: yeah... i heard that... Look Princess...i know we don't see eye to eye on alot of things but..
Clarke: if you are apologizing ...  first you shouldn't say princess because... one i don't like it... 
Me: Princess... * i smirk* let me finnish
Clarke: alright... alright... finnish 
Me:  we have to get along or at least agree on somethings or we are going to get everybody killed... so.. i'm going to be stepping down... and letting you take charge princess.
Clarke: first of al- Wait... did you just say what i think you just said?
Me: what did you think i said?
Clarke: that your letting me take charge? 
Me: That's what i said *I smile& look into her eyes & i start to lean in& she backs away*
Clarke: what the hell do you think you are doing?
Me: uh.. * i blush a deep red* ... nothing.. 
Clarke: uh.. alright.. 
*clarke gets up and walks out of the tent & i put my hands to my face& i laugh*
Me: did i really think that was going to work?