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mochinek0 · 7 months

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I'm a Princess

Chloe sipped her champagne as she looked around the Waynes' Gala. She spotted many people that were clients of her mother and some that promoted Gabriel. She noticed a few other designers, but the rest of the people…..well, they at least dressed the part. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a girl who she could have sworn was Marinette Dupain-Cheng. The girl had darker skin and green eyes, but her face, her eye shape!

Chloe sauntered over and shoved the champagne flute in front of her face.

"Go on." she demanded, "Get me another drink."

The girl looked her up and down.

"You still wear Gabriel?" she questioned, "Ew."

Chloe gasped, "He is an amazing designer!"

"He's an asshole." the girl retorted.

"You better shut your mouth, you Twerp!" Chloe bristled.

"Or what?" the girl commented, "You're gonna tell my mommy about your horrible fashion choices?"

"How dare you!" the Bourgeois heiress cried.

"No. How dare you show up to the Wayne Gala in something that is four seasons old!" the girl claimed.

"I am a Princess and-" Chloe began.

"No." the girl interrupted, "You are the daughter of a hotel owner, who didn't even wear clothes designed by her mother. You decided to wear trash."

Chloe was fuming. She had never been spoken to this way and the face of the girl wasn't helping.

'Her face is irritating! She looks just like Baker Girl when she started pushing back!'

"I am a princess and-" Chloe spoke again.

"I'm a princess." the girl declared, "Technically, after Great-Grandfather and Grandma passed way, Daddy became King. I'm a princess; you're playing dress up."

Chloe scowled, "You little-"

"Princess Amaya Wayne, lovely to see you again." a voice called out.

"King Ali of Achu." Amaya curtsied, focusing her attention on him.

Chloe closed her mouth and focused on the interaction in front of her.

'The Waynes have royalty in their blood and this….brat is actually a princess?'

"I'm very sorry, Ms. Bourgeois, but I must get going. My family will be summoning me soon." Amaya smiled, "King Ali, why don't you accompany me? I'm sure Father would love to discuss the next fundraiser for the children's hospital."

"Of course." the king answered.

The hotel owner fumed as they walked away. She lost sight of them in the crowd; Ali had never forgiven her for that fish-smell fiasco when they were younger. Chloe had to see for herself if the girl who humilated her was actually a Wayne. She followed them from a distance and tried to blend in with other girls nearby. She was too focused on Amaya to notice the judged looks thrown her way, as she tried to incorporate herself into their circle talks.

Sure enough, King Ali walked Amaya up to Bruce Wayne and someone else. Chloe couldn't make out who the guy was, but she heard the King of Achu refer to him as Damian. Amaya hugged Bruce and call him 'Grandfather', before he was asked to answer some questions for the Daily Planet.

'She's actually a Wayne!'

Bruce excused himself and the hotel owner was able to get a clearer view of the guy. He looked exactly like Bruce, but his complexion was similar to the kings' and he had green eyes.

"Why don't we continue this conversation tomorrow, Your Highness?" Damian spoke, "There are some things I want to go over without prying eyes or ears."

The King nodded and walked off.

"Have you seen your mother, Amaya?" Damian questioned.

"I believe she is with Uncle and people watching, as usual." she smiled, "She does love to look at everyone's outfits."

Out of the corner of her eye, Chloe spotted a familiar head of blonde hair. As Adrien walked out of the crown, Chloe scowled as she noticed his companion: Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Chloe dropped her glass as Marinette Dupain-Cheng walked over and kissed Damian Wayne.

"Mother." Amaya smiled, before hugging Marinette.

'Baker Girl; she married into the Wayne family! How did she manage to weasel her was into a family with royal blood?'

Chloe stomped and politely shoved her way through the crowd towards the stage. She couldn't believe that she saw that brat was hugging her Adrikins, after she disgraced the Gabriel name!

"You look lovely as always, Amaya." Adrien complimented, "You definetly get your beauty from your mother."

Amaya smiled, "Thank you, Uncle Adrien."

"Don't act high and mighty!" Chloe demanded, "You were just trash talking his father a few minutes ago!"

"Chloe." Marinette spoke.

"Baker Girl." the hotel owner sneered back.

Adrien and Damian were quick to push the girls behind them.

"So what?" Adrien asked, "Who cares if my niece talks shit about Gabriel?"

Chloe looked at him in shock, "But you-"

"Left his place and company when I was eighteen and I never looked back." Adrien declared, "I hated being a model and everything that came with it. The rules, the photoshoots, the diet, the loneliness, that stupid schedule pack dictating when I woke up, went to bed! I couldn't even hang out with my frineds!"

"But we're suppose to run an empire together!" Chloe shouted back.

"Is this some bullshit my father told you?" the former model questioned, "The last time I saw him was twelve years ago and the last time I spoke to him on the phone, was eight. I don't know what he told you, but I never wanted to own Gabriel. I can't draw to save my life; I never want to model again. I don't know what you would do, but it's certainly not draw."

"I can draw!" the hotel owner shouted.

Adrien smiled, "Really? Anytime there was a competition, you tried to steal Marinette's sketches and frame her. You have never put in any effort to practice drawing. I never even saw you take fashion classes. You just decided since your mommy was a fashion designer, you would be too. Audrey probably des more in a day, then you do in a week!"

Chloe could feel the promises she was fed start to crumble. Gabriel had told her that once Adrien was done with his vacation, they would run the company. Adrien was telling her that was never going to happen. She had been waiting for the da when she didn't need to watch over the hotle anymore. It was annoying having to serve others and make sure their needs were met. What about her needs? She wanted a trip to Cancun! She wanted to sail the Caribbean! She wanted to sleep past six am!

She snarled, "What about Baker Girl, huh? You seriously expect-"

Damian was quick to get in her face, "Call my wife that again and you'll be thrown out on the street."

"She is-" Chloe faltered

"My wife is a fashion designer." Damian stated proudly, "Number one in the country and number three internationally."

"Hah!" Chloe smiled, thinking she had caught them in a lie, "Zahr is-"

"My wife." Damian replied, wrapping his arm around Marinette's waist, "She makes all designs and has total control of her own design company. It's not even associated with Wayne Enterprise."

Amaya laughed "She's just sore that her gown is horrible."

"Amaya!" scolded Marinette.

"It's true." Amaya declared, "She tries to act big, but that spray painted gold just screams 'Look At Me; I Deserve Attention'!"

Adrien began to laugh since Chloe had been wearing the same color scheme since they were toddlers. Her attitude certainly hadn't changed. Damian just smirked at his daughter's decleration.

"And what is with that horrible blue eyeshadow?" the Wayne heiress continued, "No one wears eyeshadow that blue; it's outdated. It doesn't even match your dress or skin tone. If anything it makes you look a bloated fish. Why on Earth would you wear a nude lip shade of color? Even in the 50's, when they did use that shade, at least they had red lips."

Chloe's jaw dropped. Never had she imagined a child would tell her off for how she dressed. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Marinette biting her lip and could see Adrien laughing himself to tears.

"Yep." Adrien cried, "Tha-That's definetly your kid, Damian."

Mari sighed, "Is Yami and Malik gonna be the same way?"

"You do love honesty, Habibiti." Damian pointed out.

His wife groaned, "I'm gonna get so many phone calls when the twins go to school."

Chloe scowled and began to stomp away. She couldn't believe that someone who was related to bakers talked to her like that. The trash that came out of that girl's mouth left her fuming!

"Good." Amaya called out, enough for Chloe to hear, "Grandma is leaving. My eyes were starting to hurt, just from looking at her. Thankfully, the galas are at night. If we had it during the day, we'd have a disco ball on the floor with all that metallic strips sewn in."

Chloe could hear the baker's daughter snort, before laughing along side her Adrien.

"Amaya, you know how much your grandfather cares about appearances at these." Damian stated, causing his daughter to sigh, "Grounded for a week."

"Yes, Baba." Amaya spoke, "I only did it to get back at her for being a bully to Maman, when she was my age."

Mari kissed her daughter's head, "As long as you're not like this at school."

"Never, Maman." their daughter answered.

"Come along, Amiriti (Princess)." Damian spoke, "Let's go find your grandfather."

Chloe looked back to see the baker's daughter on her husband's arm. Adrien and her bratty daughter were right behind them, talking and laughing. Chloe had never felt so humiliated before.

'Ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous!'

Nothing was like how it was before when they were all in Francois Dupont College. She was no longer the Mayor's Daughter. Her father had moved to NYC with her mother, after high school. She had taken over as the owner of the hotel. Chloe had tried to use the same control she had in school to dictate the hotel's conditions and staff, but it failed miserably. People started to leave bad reviews of the hotel; some of the staff quit. When her father had heard about it, he offered to come back for a few months to show her how to run it properly; she had hung up on him.

Chloe Bourgeois couldn't believe that promises she had overheard as a child were over. She was suppose to marry Adrien Agreste; he was her Adrikins!

'I never should have helped him runaway from home to get into school!'

Chloe knew that was the moment everything changed in their realtionship. Everyone had turned him against her! He started speaking up more, defending others from her, and calling her a bad friend. She had hoped that one he finished 'exploring' that his new habit would be broken and they would get married after university. She had never even looked at another guy so when she found out that he had quit modeling, she thought he was getting ready to take over the company and propose. The proposal never came and Adrien had left Paris, without a word.

'It was all Baker Girl's fault! She ruined my Adrikins! Her Adrikins never behaved like this 'til he met her!'

She continued to glare at Marinette. She hated how Marinette was now rich, even richer than her. Marinette always got what she never had; a loving home, parents who cared about her, and now a husband and family. Chloe refused to believe she was jealous.

'I deserve more! I deserve my happily ever after with My Prince!'

Chloe turned her gaze to Adrien and she felt her heart stop. Adrien was on his tip-toes, kissing some guy taller than him. To add insult to injury, he looked just like Marinette. He had dark hair and blue eyes. Adrien Agreste had always been her dream Prince Charming, but she wasn't his Princess. Apparently, Adrien Agreste was the princess.

Chloe walked away as she heard Amaya ask if Uncle Adrien and Uncle Jon were excited for their wedding next month.

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thehypotensivegrad · 1 year

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The Adviser (14/45) | Bechloe Mafia AU

Underhanded Tactics - Chapter Preview (Read More at ao3) Calamity rode horses and had her own horse in a local stable. She would go horseback riding from time to time. Under the disguise of new stable hands, Aubrey, Chloe, and Emily watched as Beca rode into the scene with her own horse, looking incredibly dashing with an expensive scarf looking like a free-flowing cape behind Beca.

Who knew Beca could ride horses?

"Chloe, you might want to close your jaw a little, you're practically drooling," Aubrey teased, snapping Chloe back to present day as they cleared out hay in the distance.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Bree," Chloe replied, nevertheless wiping the corner of her mouth now that Aubrey made her feel self-conscious.

Aubrey chortled next to her, still keeping surveillance of Beca as she made contact with Calamity.

Chloe did the same. It looked like Calamity was taking the bait, she seemed quite smitten at Beca – or rather Bea Bee, because apparently, she liked one syllable names; Beca on the other hand, looked absolutely mortified at the name that sounded more like "baby" than anything.

Chloe's grip on the pitch fork tightened as she watched Beca pet Calamity's horse. Calamity on the other hand started touching Beca on her arms. Chloe was quietly keeping count, pouting by the time it reached ten. Calamity seemed very touchy feely. And then, as planned, Beca's scarf loosens, and Calamity catches it as they had hoped. Beca then tied it around Calamity's neck, paying her a compliment that it suited her.

"Chloe, please focus on the hay instead, anymore and smoke will start coming out of your ears," Aubrey teased yet again.

"Oh, shut up," Chloe replied, stabbing the hay with the pitch fork. "I'll check on things inside, see if I can do anything there," she then said with a huff.Chloe spent the next five minutes trying to figure out what she could do to help in the administrative side of things before she remembered she probably shouldn't. She knew nothing about running a stable and the only reason why they were allowed to work undercover was because Beca charmed the owner enough to let them.

Snap out of this, she thought to herself as she marched into the stables to find Beca sitting on the fence of an area where the horses were kept so they could gallop around, looking deep at thought.Chloe made her way towards her, and as soon as she placed a hand on her shoulder, Beca all but jumped up.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"She wants to have drinks tonight," Beca replied rather monotonously. "I don't think I can do it, Chloe. Just thinking about it makes me shudder. Do you know what she said earlier? I asked if I could ride her horse, and she said he was a wild one, but I can ride him. When I asked why have a wild horse, she said she enjoyed breaking them in. That's her idea of flirting, Chloe," she then said, mortified.

Chloe was too.

And Chloe very much wanted to tell Beca she didn't need to do it. She could stop. But that would mean that Babel will grow more powerful. That would also mean they would miss up on a chance in finding a way to help Dr. Mitchell with his case.

"You don't have to, Beca," Chloe settled on as an answer. "But it might be easier to win her heart if she's drunk. Plus, if you can fake drinking, you can have the upper hand. We'll be close by too."

Beca shook her head vehemently, trying not to speak so loudly. "Nope, nope, I can't do this. No."

Chloe grabbed Beca's shoulders and looked her straight in the eye. "You're the mafia's lawyer, right? Cool-headed and strong. You never let go of your target. You're charming and smart and capable. Think of all her victims? Her and her family? Only you can catch her in your trap. If you can't, then who would?"

Beca visibly gulped and nodded along. "I can do this, I can do this," she then said as she excused herself from Chloe's company, not wanting to keep Calamity waiting.Chloe took a deep breath. She didn't want to, it sucked, but she had to bolster Beca's confidence. She can't let her waver, because at the end of the day, this whole mission isn't about the two of them at all, but all other people who could benefit seeing the so-called powerful pay for their crimes.

"That's right! You can do this Beca!" Chloe cheered on, running around to where Beca was facing, trying to be cheerful.

To her surprise, Beca grabbed hold of her hand and pulled her close to an accidental hug.Chloe stilled for a moment. This was probably the closest she has ever been to Beca, and she didn't know how to act. She didn't even know what prompted that reaction.

"Horses spook easily," Beca replied. As if the horses wanted to prove the point, one of the horses behind Chloe who was tied outside the fences and who was turned away from Chloe, neighed. "It's not safe to startle them from behind, they could kick you, so be careful."

Beca took a step backward and Chloe nodded. "I guess we shouldn't be horsing around here, then," Chloe then said and Beca shook her head and laughed a little before leaving.That little encounter was enough to power her through for the evening.

#chloe likes puns okay #bechloe #bechloe fanfic #bechloe fanfiction #beca mitchell #chloe beale #jealous chloe #pitch perfect #bechloe mafia au #bechloe lawyers au #bechloe vincenzo au #beca and chloe #beca x chloe

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becabeale143 · 2 years

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/40395807

Intentions

eolhceB143

Chapter 1/1

Chloe's jealousy shines through. She didn't like the way the model during Beca's photoshoot touched her wife. Preparing to leave for lunch with Aubrey and Stacie the day after, Beca gets a look at the dress her wife is wearing. The redhead wants something. Beca wants Chloe. Neither's intentions are anything other than sinful.

#beca mitchell #chloe beale #beca and chloe #BeChloe #prompt request #bechloe smut #and more smut #nothing but #jealous Chloe #possessive sex #Chloe demanded it

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wovenvessel · 4 months

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I feel like people don't talk about/notice the parallels between the friendship of Brooke & Chloe and Jeremy & Michael

#be more chill #bmc ramblings #do…do you guys see it??? or am I just being insane #jeremy heere #michael mell #chloe valentine #brooke lohst #like Brooke and Jeremy being similar and Chloe and Michael being similar??#this mutual thing going on where they are jealous of the other and how one feels second to another #I need to go on about this later bc it’s been driving me crazy for the longest time and idk if anyone else sees this #or if it’s just a me thing

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i-like-anything-water · 9 months

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between Chloe and Marinette, I enjoy seeing Marinette jealous rather than Chloe. Of course I'm a sucker for both but like,

Chloe being jealous is either: she'll belittle herself because of course she isn't the first choice because she's done horrible things and while she's doing her best to change, that doesn't mean she's good or nice or worthy. or despite her jealousy, she'd still support the person she loves because she doesn't wanna be selfish with them. she deserves better and assurance that she's worthy, ok? and while she tries to shrug it off by faking 'ha! me jealous? never. i am better than anyone else' she just wants to stay in her room until it goes away.

MEANWHILE

Marinette is a little competitive shit. She's the 'what is this' to 'why this?' to 'the fuck you doing bitch?!' HWBZHSBZJSJJZHSZ like as good and nice and kind as Marinette is she struggles with jealousy. Anger? She can control and calm herself after getting used to being Ladybug and not getting akumatized. Sadness? She knows the feeling too well and has learned to cope with it in more healthy manners. But jealousy? Fuck Ladybug she's pulling out a bazooka from her luckycharm lmao.

#chloenette #chloe bourgeois #marinette dupain cheng #Marinette will bite people #Chloe is all you deserve better so you deserve someone else #on the rare occasions/fics she'd be very confident it's more on arrogance #but it's after she's had redemption cause with those trauma she'd definitely be a panicky mess #whenever she's jealous #i love feral unhinge Marinette #she's ladybug she's smart she will find a way to make you back the fuck off #yes it's ooc #but it's also cute so let me bee

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keenzinemugstudent · 1 year

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Clark Kent x Black goth witch reader! Questions?

You and Clark become close and certain people don't like it!

⚠️ Warning a bit of spiciness at the end of the chapter ⚠️

Okay so uh you were asked by Chole to meet at the talon to help her find out more Information on meteor freaks only to be ganged up by her and Lana.

"Uh okay girlies what's happening right?" Chole grabs my hands looking me straight in the eye.

"Y/n you know me and you are friends."

"Yeah?"

"And I have no issues with you even if you are a goth".

"Okay thanks for the reminder that I'm goth but go on."

"And as your friend I need you to be completely honest with me."

"And Lana?" You say confusingly looking towards Lana who awkwardly waved.

"Yes and Lana."

"Okay??"

"And we both just want to know...what's going on between you and Clark?" Chole says straight to the point. You look between her and Lana who looked a bit flustered.

Yeah definitely should have saw that coming okay so a couple of weeks ago you saved Clark from a a meteor freak which ended up with you having to help him by revealing that you had powers AKA you were a witch that was passed down to your family for generations of course he had to reveal his secret which you already kind of knew about but didn't want to say anything so we became close before we didn't really talk much yeah we had classes together and sat next to each other but we usually just said our hellos did our work and sometimes I'll even help him study other than that we weren't all the close until we both revealed secret. My parents were upset with me at first but until I explained everything we had a talk with the Kent's now everything was fine! You and Clark became friends helping each other with stopping Meteor freaks from causing problems we even hung out a couple of times okay all the time don't judge. Everyone thought it was weird that the quiet and loner goth girl and the clumsy farm boy started to become close even his friends thought it was weird cause he spent more with you than them he didn't even pay Lana that much attention anymore! I mean I know that Chloe has a crush on Clark and you know that Clark has feelings for Lana but he hasn't really acted any different he does not as clumsy and flustered around her as much as she used to I guess he stopped liking her? But back to the matter at hand!

"What do you mean? That's when Lana spoke up.

"You and Clark have been hanging out a lot recently and it's just um new!"

"New as in?" I free my hands from Chloe's crossing my arms giving a raised eyebrow up the two girls.

"You two barely used to talk and now your walking down the hallway hold hands or flirting!" Chole says confused Lana nods her head in agreement. I just roll my eyes hand on my forehead you could already feel a migraine coming on.

"Okay one I hold his hand because I'm small and I easily get lost in the crowd and second we do not flirt!"

"Y/n you literally were flirting with him! I mean this morning for example!"

(flashback!)

All I'm saying is that maybe you should wear black more often Clark!

"Thanks but I'll stick to my regular clothes from now on I don't think I would look good in Black." He says

"You'd look absolutely dashing in black your already a handsome farm boy the ladies won't be able to keep their hands off you if you start getting a bad boy look."

He leans his arm on his locker looking me straight in the eye with a smile.

"So you think I'm handsome huh?"

You look up at him stepping close to his face grabbing his chin causing him to blush pink.

"Don't let it get to your head farm boy." I say with a smirk grabbing my books from my locker walking away to my next class, Clark quick grabs his stuff following after you. Not knowing that Chole and Lana saw the whole thing looking at each other in disbelief.

(end flashback!)

"What the hell were you guys doing watching us in the first place?!"

"We just happened to see you two there okay! But that's not the point! Why are you two suddenly so close now!"

"Even if there was something going on between me and Clark why do you care exactly?"

"B-because your my friend and his my friend too and I don't know! It just feels like something happened between you two and neither of you said anything to me!"

Pfft yeah right! Sounds like jealousy too me but you didn't say that because you didn't want to make a Chole pop a vein.

"Okay that's true but that doesn't explain why Lana is here because last time I checked we aren't friends." I saying turning my attention to the really quiet girl she looked at me embarrassed.

"I was also a bit curious" you let out an annoyed groan okay if this Is how they want to play it, so be it your fair game.

"I wish you guys would be more honest, ya know seeing as your always giving Clark shit about honesty."

"What are you talking about?"

"Seriously Lana? Me and you have never ever been friends we are decent towards each other but that's about it. So tell me the real reason of why you and Chloe decide to gang up on me?" She frowns starting to get defensive.

"Nobody's gagging up on you! We just want to know what was going on with you and Clark that's it!"

"What's happens between me and Clark is none of your damn business!"

"Clark is my friend Y/n!"

"Ha yeah and that's all he's ever going to be to you right?"

"What's that supposed too mean?"

"You know what I mean." You stare her down causing her to look anywhere but your pierced gaze.

"I-i'm just worried about him!"

"Worried about him? All because he's hanging out with another female?"

"But your not just another female your..." She stops herself looking at Chole who let's out a sigh.

"Y/n just forget it."

"Hell no! Let her finish what she got to say, I'm what?"

"Your different! He acts different around you and I don't like it!" And there it. Lana Lang finally admits that she is jealous of Clark Kent with another girl this would be funny if you weren't so pissed off.

"Seriously you two just wasted my whole day with this bullshit!"

"You don't understand how we feel Clark always keeps secrets and doesn't trust us even though we're his friends but you come along and all of a sudden-"

"Honestly Chloe you have no room to talk cuz you give Clark so many reasons to why he cannot trust you with any of his secrets! You call yourself his friend but then you're so obsessed with knowing everything about everyone for your wall or weird or for your story that you forget about boundaries especially when it comes to your friends!" That shut her up but she still looked pissed than you turned too Lana.

"For your information Clark and I have gotten closer because I've had some issues at home. If it was something more than that I'm pretty sure Chloe would have been the first one to know and then she'd tell you seeing as you both have a crush on the poor farm boy." They both looked at you shocked and horrified.

"Oh don't act so damn shocked girls if Clark was dating me, you both won't have to force yourself to be around each other."

"I hardly doubt we'd have to worry." Lana says arms crossed.

"Oh? Why don't you elaborate on that for me Lang." You glared her down waiting for her to say something but Chole beat her too it.

"Your not his type! There that's what you wanted to hear right? You aren't Clark's type he'd never go out with somebody like you!" Chole yells out causing me and Lana to look at her shocked.

"Wow... just wow." I get up closing my eyes clenching my fist you could feel your magic wanting to be let out, if you didn't get out of here soon you were going to lose control and you couldn't risk hurting either of the two idiotic girls.

"Y/n wait that's not what I meant!" Chole gets up trying to reach out for you but you step back away from her hands shaking you were about to burst.

"Oh no I think that's exactly what you meant Chloe. You meant that from the bottom of your heart." Just as you were about to snap on the blonde you feel someone hand on your shoulder you turn to see Clark with a frown on his face.

"C-clark what are you doing here?"

He just ignored Lana's question walking to grab my bag gently grabbing hold of my hand walking towards the door.

"Clark wait please you have to understand!" Lana yells out but Clark just glares at her which stops her in her tracks.

"I understand your just looking out for me. But me and Y/n relationship has nothing to do with either of you. From now on stay away from us!" He yells at the two slamming the door on his way out once we walk behind the alley away from prying eyes he picks me up bridal style and starts running to his house.

Once at farm he sat me down gently sitting me on his bed I was quiet the whole time so he brought me soome tea and some cookies sitting next to me.

"Are you okay?" I nod but honestly felt angry and slightly embarrassed.

"Did you hear that whole conversation?"

"Only the middle part. Y/n what happened?"

"Oh you know just girls being girls. Having a bit of a disagreement with each other." He sighs grabbing my hand in his.

"I thought we both agreed to be honest with each other when we both were feeling down?" You let out a sigh putting down the tea looking at him.

"They claim that you've been acting different since me and you have been close."

"Meaning?"

"They think that we're in a relationship Clark." He looks at you cheeks turning red he looks away letting out a cough before turning back to you still red faced.

"Oh...um what makes them think that?"

"They admitted that they didn't like the fact that you were more open with me and rather spend the whole day together...then there's the locker incident."

"Locker incident?"

"This morning by the lockers? Chole claims that we were flirting." He stares at you looking confused.

"You mean...we weren't?" I turned my head at him so face I nearly broke my neck.

"What? No of course not!"

"Well you are a bit flirty."

"Clark Kent what makes you say that!"

"Okay um don't get mad but you do like sitting on my lap like a lot."

"Your lap is comfy!"

"You always play with my hair and force me to lay my head on your lap."

"Your hair is soft and it calms me down when I'm anxious sue me why don't ya!

"Kissing all over my face? Which I don't mind but it's hard to remove black lipstick and my parents always tease me about it." I stare at him flabbergasted standing up hands on my hips than turning to glare at him.

"Well how about you huh?" He looked dumbfounded.

"What about me?"

"Grabbing my hip? Holding my hand when we walk? Asking me to hang out after school!"

"T-that's what friends do Y/n!"

"Ha friends my ass! I've never seen you do that to Chole!"

"That's different I think of Chole like a sister!"

"Uh huh whatever you say Farmboy!"

"Stop calling me that!" He gets up towering over me I didn't back down through crossing my arms looking up at his blue eyes.

"What are you going to do about it FARMBOY?"

We were so close to each other it almost looked like we were going to kiss he kept glancing at my lips which caused me to scoff.

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"Are you going to kiss me or just stare at my lips all day Farmboy?" I lean in his face close to lightly touch his lips with mine to tease him.

He glares at me than grabs my face and kisses me fully on the lips I let out surprise gasp but quickly melt into the kiss pulling him closer his lips were so soft did I mention I had to stand on my tippy toes just to kiss him? I don't know how long we kissed but I know for one thing I needed to breathe! So you push him back a bit with all your strength which you had to use a bit of your magic cause damn this boy was strong and clearly had to be reminded that we both needed to breath!

"This... doesn't change a thing! We are just friends!"

"Yeah...."

"...."

"....."

"....fuck it"

I grab his face kiss him on the lips he pulls me closer his hands on my hips picking me up, sitting me on his desk than starts to kiss down my neck causing me to lout a small moan, grabbing on to his shirt trying to rip it off his body while his hands grab at my ass giving a harsh squeeze.

so much for just being friends huh?

Honestly this is just something random that I thought okay

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