Lexa's POV:
Although it is not the best reason, I am very happy that I will be able to see Clark again. I miss the fun times we shared throughout our time in our old home.
I tried to reassure my friends that my arm looks worse than it actually is. But even I could tell they weren't going to stop checking on me.
"No, really, it's fine. I just bruise easily."
"Lexa I really don't care. We're taking you to Clark," Octavia said. I smiled at the mention of the Clark's name.
"Yeah and plus I can tell your excited to see your girlfriend," Raven teased as a smirk grew on both her and Octavia's face.
I feel myself blushing, "Clark isn't my girlfriend. I don't think she feels that way towards me," I got quite after saying the last part. I had always thought that, but it made me feel worse after saying it.
"Come on Lex! Everyone can see the way you two look at each other. Go for it!" Octavia suddenly became my relationship advisor. I do want to trust her with this one, however. "I can literally one hundred percent guarantee she feels the same way towards you."
Suddenly, I feel like we aren't just going to see Clark for my arm. It is just like my friends to set me up like this.
Soon enough, we reached Clark's new home, and I hesitate to get out of the car. But with all the urging glances I receive from my friends, I built up the courage to walk to the door.
I knock on the door that is when I suddenly get even more nervous.
Clark comes to the door.
I immediately get lost in her eyes.
And I can't even control myself when I put my hand behind her head and pull her in and kiss her.
Authors note:
Sorry it's been forever since I updated. I've been having some writers block.
Anyways I thought it would be fun to throw in some clexa for you all... so enjoy!
Also I started a new story! Go check it out if you want. Thanks guys! :)

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