Bellamy's POV
"Guys, I think we're getting close, look," Monty said pointing ahead of us.
Real flowers. Grass. Leaves beginning to grow on trees. It was something I never thought I even missed. And I don't think I missed flowers, but I know that Clarke grew them. And too me, that was enough to miss flowers like crazy.
"Clarke. She did this," I smiled picking up some flowers from the ground.
"Aw, are you going to give your little girlfriend some flowers?" Raven laughed.
"Dude, she just grew those trying to save the Earth and you just ripped them from the ground," Murphy said.
"Okay, well, I think she'll forgive me," I replied.
"Can you believe it? Real, not modified, flowers," Monty said as he rested his hand against the tree.
"I didn't know your girlfriend had a green thumb," Raven said.
"She's not my girlfriend."
"You keep saying that, but we all know it's bound to happen," Murphy said.
"I've opened my heart up to you all a lot these past couple of years, but I would really appreciate it if you didn't tell Clarke any of it. I'm looking at you, Murphy."
"What? Me? Bellamy, have some faith in me," Murphy said pretending to be hurt.
"Alright, alright. We have to keep moving forward—"
I stopped because I heard a rustling in the bushes.
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A:N/ VERY SHORT CHAPTER BECAUSE THE NEXT ONE IS REALLY LONG
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337 Miles (book two)
Fanfiction(in continuation of 'losing my sanity') the radio is fixed, bellamy and clarke can finally make contact, but the only problem is they're 337 miles apart from each other. is love really worth the risk? *i don't own any of the characters*