#readerxbellamy

“Bellamy, are you listening to me?” Clarke asked Bellamy, who was clearly being distracted by something completely else - and not in a very subtle way.

Warnings: Alcohol, swearing, mentions of kidnapping

Y/n’s pov

The first few days on the ground were nothing but work, death and a little bit harmless flirting with Bellamy Blake. But tonight would be the first of many parties. The guys found a bunch of old clothes, a radio and cds, and even some alcohol. We all got dressed up and even used some berries and charcoal as makeup. Clarke and I were getting ready in the drop ship while chit chatting. 

“So what’s going on with you and Blake” She asked. I smiled even though I didn't want to. 

“I mean i kinda like him but i think he’s using me as a one night stand then ditching me the day after, like he gives me a lot of attention but what if it's all to get in my pants?” I asked worryingly. 

“I mean i’ haven't known him long but it looks like he really likes you, but if you're really worried you should ask him.” she responded, giving me a reassuring look. 

“You’re right,” I responded. “But what’s going on with you and Finn?” I asked with a wink. She blushed and shook her head. 

After a while we walked out the drop ship to see everyone dancing, talking and playing drinking games. Even Bellamy was letting go and having fun with the guys. Me and Clarke picked up our own cups and danced for a bit. Then we saw the guys sitting around the bonfire talking about something they looked quite interested in, it might have even looked like they were teasing Bellamy. 

Bellamy’s POV:

“She likes to do drugs , she’s in love with guns. You guys might say she's too piped up but i don't care i want her” I said while talking about y/n, the most gorgeous girl i’ve ever seen. 

“Man you’re hooked” Murphy said while taking a sip of his drink. He might not be a good guy but once he’s drunk he is kinda tolerable. 

“She don’t want nobody, she don’t need somebody” Jasper said. He wasn’t into her but I guess he wanted to make me jealous. I clenched my jaw, hearing anyone other than me talk about her made my blood boil. 

“I ask her who got her heart 'cause damn that guy lucky. I 've been tryna reach for it, but it's too far above me” I said, trying to make it obvious that she’s mine. 

“I mean if you’re not gonna make a move, i might as well.”Jasper said as he got up. He walked over to the girl.

Y/n’s pov

“Hey Jasper” she said to the boy as he walked up to her.

“Hi y/n, how are you? After the whole grounder kidnapping thing” he asked not even realizing that was Octavia not me.

“Not me, wrong bitch. It was Octavia who got kidnapped not me” I said.

“Oh” was all Jasper said before walking away.

What a weirdo

Bellamy’s pov:

“Looks like you struck out,” I said proudly. “But anyway back to what i was saying.”

“She says she comes with a lot, but baby i want all of that. Man y/n is hot even the stuff she says is hot” i explained while taking a sip.

I heard a cough behind me and with liquid still in my mouth I turned around and saw y/n and choked on my drink. 

Warnings: slight depression and alcohol 

It’s been a week since the break up. Y/n and Bellamy had been dating for two years, they had a great relationship and it all ended because of a misunderstanding. It broke y/n to the point where the only happiness she could feel was at the bottom of a bottle of tequila. One shot. Two shots. Three shots. Ten shots.

It got to the point where y/n had lost count. Luckily her best friend, Octavia, who was also Bellamy’s sister, knew something was wrong and came over to find a drunken y/n about to open another bottle. 

“Y/n y/l/n, what the actual hell are you doing?” Octavia asked in her mom voice, which she had to use on y/n constantly. 

“Being happy” y/n responded followed by a small burp which made Octavia smile, just a little bit.

“For your information, this breakup is making Bell act ridiculous too. Not just your drunken ass.” She responded.  Y/n got up and walked over to her phone and started typing. 

I’m all up in my feelings

Doubled up on this shot

“What are you doing, y/n?” Octavia asked worryingly, knowing her friend's answer wouldn't make her happy.

“Texting Bellsy” she responded ignoring the fact Octavia was giving her a look

Told you I hate you I don't mean it

But I just can't stop myself. 

Ring Ring. Y/n’s phone was ringing. She looked at Octavia and showed her who was calling. Octavia gave her a look , telling her to pick up. Y/n pressed the green button and put the phone to her ear. 

“Y/n?” is all that left his mouth. After a week of laying in bed, crying, overthinking and stress-eating. He finally felt a sense of relief talking to the love of his life. 

“Hey bellsy” Y/n said, giggling and taking another shot. 

“You’re drunk.” Bellamy responded. 

“I got you on my mind.”

“It's gonna be one of them mornings, when i wake up and regret it” 

“I spent 1,2,3 AM thinking about you, don't wanna be without you.”

“I’ll be over in 5.” is all Bellamy could say”

He put on a sweatshirt and got into his rover. As he was driving he got flashbacks of y/n sitting in the passenger seat, singing, dancing, sleeping, eating. All those happy times ruined over a simple argument. He punched the dashboard while at a red light. 

“How could i be so fucking stupid” He screamed at him self. He continued to drive till he reached his destination. As he got out of his car, he practised what he would say to the drunken girl.

“He’s coming over” Y/n screamed at her best friend as she tried to clean herself and her apartment up as fast as possible. She was brushing her hair when she heard the doorbell. 

“Octavia hide please!” she yelled as she went over to the door. Octavia hid in the pantry, there was a chair and snacks so it was perfect.  Y/n opened the door to see Bellamy standing there with his hands crossed across his chest and a worried look on his face. His under eyes were extremely dark and his lips looked chapped. He probably didn’t drink any water or get any sleep.

“Hey…” was all y/n said. That was enough for Bellamy to walk towards her and wrap his arms around her waist as tight as he could. It took a moment for y/n to process what was happening but she wrapped her arms around his neck and put her head in the crook of his neck. “I’m never losing you again,” he said. She nodded and smiled.