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This is super random, but for this series, I got inspired by a song and the beginning is actually inspired by a story of mine; how I met the first guy I’ve ever reaaaallllyyyy had a true, big crush on. Anyway, I hope you guys like it and I’m sorry it’s so short!
You took in a deep breath and sat down on the couch in front of Billy. You were so nervous, you started playing with your fingers and couldn’t stop looking at the floor.
“There’s no need for you to be nervous about this.”, Billy told you as he got a little bit closer to you.
You just slowly nodded. You felt like something was caught in your throat. You had a hard time swallowing your saliva or trying to talk.
“So tell me, why did you really come here?” Billy asked as he put both of his hands on his thighs.
“Well, I guess you already kind of know…”, you paused, “Look, I have imagined so many ways of how this would happen and what I would say, but- it’s nothing like what I originally thought .” you paused again. Billy was silent, just listening to you.
“The thing is, I think you might be my dad.”
Silence.
“The reason I think you might be my dad, is because my mom told me she met my dad in Forks, at a bar. She also said that he lived in the Quileute reservation and that his last name is Black.”
“Many people have Black as their last name’.’
As these words left his mouth, you felt a little pinch on your heart.
’‘Yeah, but you’re the only one in the reservation with this last name. I did my research.”
Billy slowly nodded and silence took over the place. For some reason, you wanted to cry.
'What if he wants me to leave and never come here again? Does he hate me? Will Jacob ever know that I’m his sister? What about the twins?’ you thought to yourself. You were happy that you got the chance to find your dad this fast, but you were starting to feel like this was probably a bad idea.
You sighed and stood up before heading towards the door.
“I looked for her.”
You stopped, waiting for Billy to continue.
“I still remember the way she was dressed, how her hair went down to the middle of her back. Sometimes, it’s like I can still smell her perfume.”, he paused, which made you turn around and walk back towards him. “I went back to that bar many times, hoping that’ll find her again.”
You waited before asking: “Did you love her?”
He sighed.
“Love is a strong word, but no I didn’t.”, he rolled his wheelchair towards his daughter. “See, it’s not because you get along with a person, or because you enjoy that person’s company and feel at peace, that that person is the love of your life. It also doesn’t mean that you’re in love with that person. Your mother and I were young, wanting to have a taste of what adult life was. I wasn’t going through a good time in my life back then…”, he looked at you in silence for a few seconds.
'Why the heck would he say that?’, you asked yourself. You thought about it harder, then you realized why he said that. He cheated on Jacob’s mom with mine.
“But it took me some time to realize that it was just platonic. I didn’t know Amelia was pregnant. If I would’ve known, I would have taken care of you. You’re my kid just as much as Jacob, Rachel and Rebecca are my kids.”, he said as he gave you a warm smile.
A few tears ran down your cheeks as you smiled at your dad, which he returned. He then approached you to hug you. The moment was cut short when Jacob came back in. He looked confused as he saw you hugging.
“Hey… Um, we are waiting for Y/N.”
“Don’t worry, your sister was just leaving.”
Jacob frowned in confusion.
“Sister? What are you talking about?”
“I’ll explain everything on our way to the beach.”
—–
At the beach, you greeted the guys and some new faces. You met Emily, Sam, Seth and Kim. They were actually nice, especially Seth, but your focus was on Embry. He was still acting like nothing happened and it made your blood boil. Thanks to a huge rush of adrenaline, you stood up and walked over to Embry who was throwing and catching a football ball with Seth.
“Ok, what’s wrong with you?”, you said as you tapped on his shoulder after he threw Seth the ball. His beautiful brown eyes settled on yours before he looked away at Seth again.
“I’m good, why?”
You scoffed at his answer.
“Because you’ve been ignoring me ever since what happened yesterday night-”, Embry interrupted you by taking your arm and walking away with you.
“Shhh!”, he looked over at the guys, then back at you “The guys could hear you.”
You frowned at him.
“No they can’t. They are far away.”
'Dumbass’, you cursed him in your head. Little did you know that you were the dumbass and they could, in fact, hear you.
You walked with him in silence far away from the others.
“Ok tell me. What’s going on?”, you crossed your arms around your chest, waiting for him to explain himself, but something was distracting you a little bit; small butterflies. Something you shouldn’t feel. Not now, not here. You were leaving in two days. On monday, everything was going to be different. You were going to leave. You kept telling yourself that the only reason why you should keep in touch with this res was because of your dad, your brother and the sisters you have but never met, but deep down, you knew that Embry was another reason.
“You didn’t catch feelings right?”
You raised your left eyebrow in confusion.
“Excuse me?”
“You do know that it was just a one night stand, right?”, he asked
You didn’t know what to say. After you had sex, you talked about so many stuff. You talked about stupid stuff, made jokes, then had a serious conversation. One where he mentioned his dad and how he thought him and Sam might have the same father, then went back to making jokes. You got the chance to get to know him a lot. You knew he liked art and he could play the guitar and the piano, he admitted to you that Mean Girls was one of his favorite movies when you mentioned it. He said it was a secret between you two. He also told you that him and the guys love to watch it every time they can, but you couldn’t tell anyone because then, the guys would kill him after he kills you.
All that got you confused because why would he tell you all of that and make you see a side of him that definitely made you want something more with him? It was hard for you to let it sink in. You thought he had at least, a small crush on you or that he liked you after the night you had.
‘Great way of making him think you’re not easy, dumbass!’, you told yourself while kissing him. Either way, you didn’t regret it.
You slowly pulled away from him. Your cheeks felt like they were burning and your stomach too. You felt something you never felt before. Not even your ex-boyfriend made you feel that way. Being thirsty for him were the right words to use.
Embry’s hands were still on your waist, while his eyes were looking at your lips. You slowly put your hand on his cheek, making him look at you. You stared at each other for a few seconds before smashing your lips together. The kiss got intense in just a few seconds. You took your hand off his cheek to put both of your hands underneath his shirt. Your hands were going up to his chest. His abs were hard; he was also so warm and you loved it.
Embry suppressed a moan before pulling away, he took your hand and started walking in a different direction from school.
“Wait, where are you taking me?”, you asked him.
“My house.”, he replied. You could tell by the way he looked at you that you had turned him on.
“No! I got a curfew and I do not want to get locked out!”
Embry sighed, then a few seconds later, smiled. It seemed like an idea came up to him.
“I got you. We’re going to school, but you just have to promise me one thing.”
“What?”, you asked as you got closer to him.
“Don’t scream.”
You smirked as you ran to school with him. Once you got inside the school, Embry took you to a classroom near a small hallway. You didn’t know how he knew it was open, but you didn’t question him. All you wanted was him.
You got into the classroom before him, then he closed the door without turning the lights on. It was an art class. You could tell because of a few costumes that were on a box. There was a small purple couch between the board and the teacher’s desk. There were also a few tables and a tall white lamp. Embry grabbed you by the waist and turned you around to face him. His lips quickly went on your neck and you immediately grabbed his hair. His left hand went down to the edge of your pants before he slid them underneath your panties. You let out a moan as he started to make small circles on your clitoris. You bite down on your lips before you pushed him away and took off your shirt. He smiled before taking off his top, revealing his perfectly sculptured chest and abs.
You turned around, and slowly took off you pants. As you were about to turn around, you felt Embry’s chest against your back; you didn’t know how fast he did it, but his boxers were already off him. His lips were on your shoulder, while his hands were slowly pulling down your panties.
After that, everything happened so quick. You woke up the next day, laying down on the small couch. You had your clothes on. You sighed when you noticed that Embry wasn’t next to you, but flashbacks of last night made you feel alive and happy. You smiled to yourself as your right hand touched your neck.
You got up, put your hair in a bun and walked out of the class. You quietly made your way to your “room”. Y/B/N wasn’t there. You shrugged before taking a few things to go shower. As you got out of the classroom, your best friend scared you to death by showing up out of nowhere.
“Damn Y/B/N! You scared me!”, you whispered to her.
“Well, I’m glad I did! Where the heck were you last night? I was worried and I had to cover for you! Coach would’ve killed me if he would’ve found out that you weren’t with m-”
“I slept with Embry”, you interrupted her.
Your best friend let out a huge gasp.
“Y/N, you sl-”, she half yelled.
“Shut up! I’ll tell you the details later. I need to shower.”
Your best friend chuckled.
“You dirty little shit.”, she said making you both laugh.
—-
It was ten in the morning, you were next to your best friend and the same man that was volunteering with you yesterday night, waiting for the first game of the day to start. A few teenagers were sitting on the bleachers to watch the game. Today, you got the chance to see your school team play. You took the sheet to see who was playing against your school team. You held in your breath when you saw familiar names written down.
'Jacob Black, Embry Call, Paul Lahote… Embry.’, you read. Now you were panicking a little bit. Not because you regretted what happened last night- that you did not regret! You just felt awkward because why did he leave without telling you anything? He could’ve said something to you! After you had sex with him, both of you put on your clothes, then sat down on the couch and started talking about random stuff. It was going so well! Nothing was forced and you had a great time together- well, it’s what you thought. You didn’t even know when or how you fell asleep, but he could’ve left a note or something.
'Whatever, we are not dating so technically, he doesn’t owe me any explanation’, you said to yourself.
Right after that, the boys you met yesterday came in and the teenagers on the bleachers started cheering. You made eye contact with Embry. You didn’t know if you had to wave, smile or not or just do nothing. You decided to give him a small smile. You expected him to smile you back, but he just looked away.
Ouch. You felt a small pinch on your heart. You were so confused, but decided to brush it off. You told yourself that you were going to wait after the game to go talk to him.
The game ended at 1-5. You felt bad for your team, but at least they were second on the ranking!
Y/B/N was about to ask you something, but you quickly walked over to Embry who was talking with Jacob. As soon as Embry saw you approaching, he walked away.
'What the fuck is wrong with him?’, you asked yourself even more confused than before.
Jacob noticed your confusion and smiled at you to try to make you feel a little bit better.
“Sorry for his behavior, it’s been a rough morning for him, that’s all. Don’t take it personal.”, he said.
'Yeah, or it’s because he regrets what happened last night!’, you told yourself.
“Anyway, it must be boring staying in these walls all day and during the night, so if you want to, you and Y/B/N can come to the beach at 5. The guys and I will be there.”
“Sure, we’ll be there, but I don’t know how to get to the beach.”
“Cool, I’ll come here before meeting with the guys. My friend Bella will also be there.”
Then an idea came up.
“Or, I could go over to your house? I mean, I want to walk and explore a little bit.”, in reality you just wanted to see if Billy was there. That was the main reason why you agreed to come here… also it would help you get your mind off things with Embry.
“You’re not scared to get lost or anything?”, he asked as he raised his left eyebrow.
“Not really. I mean, yes, but I won’t. I’m pretty good when it comes to orientation.”, you lied.
Jacob stayed silent for a few seconds before sighing. He gave you his address before walking away.
—-
It was almost 5 and you got lost with Y/B/N more than three times.
“Ugh Y/N if we get lost again, I promise you I’ll knock you out before-”, she started saying while getting angry.
“Found it! It’s here!”, you interrupted her as you admired the little house.
This was where your dad and brother lived.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” your best friend asked you as she remembered the conversation you had with her before coming to Jacob’s.
“Yes I am. It’s not the best idea, but at least I can get closer to him that way.”
“Alright then, let’s go knock.”, Y/B/N said.
Both of you walked over to the house and you had the honor of knock on the door. You got greeted by Jacob’s beautifully white smile.
“Hey girls, come in. My friend Bella is on her way. We’ll just wait for her to get here.”, he said as he let you in.
“Jacob, where’s your dad?” you abruptly asked him.
'Great! I could’ve triedto be more casual!’, you told yourself.
“He was out during the whole day, but he should be home by now. It’s weird he is still not here.”
'Damn it! Why did he have to be out for this long today?!?’, you mentally cussed.
“Why don’t you call him? Yeah, you should call him and ask where he is and when he is coming home”, you said as you gave Jacob your cell phone to call Billy.
Jacob frowned as he eyed you up and down.
“Thank you for your kindness, but I don’t need to parent my dad and anyway, I have a phone too…”
'I know that and I don’t care. I just want his phone number!…Woaw that sounded creepy’, you told yourself.
You were about to say something when you heard a man’s voice.
“Jake, I’m home.” Billy said before you heard the door close.
Your heart started to beat faster. What were you going to do or say?
“By the way, Bella’s outside waiting for you.”,Billy said again before entering the living room and seeing the three of you.
“Thanks dad, we’re leaving.” He gave Billy a pat on the shoulder and walked towards the door.
Y/B/N looked at you, giving you a reassuring smile.
“I’ll cover for you if Jacob asks anything. You got this, I believe in you.” she whispered to you before running towards the door to follow Jacob.
You and Billy just looked at each other. You opened your mouth to say something, but he beat you to it.
“I guess you’re here to talk.”
You nodded.
“Sit down then. I think it’s going to be a long talk.”
*I’m so sorry I took forever guys Hope you like it*
Billy composed himself on his wheelchair, while Charlie was standing next to him with a hand in his pocket. All eyes were now on you.
“You’re a ‘Black’ too?” Billy asked you frowning. You were about to answer him when he asked you another question. “You’re not from here, right?”
You shook your head no.
“No, I’m not. I live in a reservation that’s like an hour away from here.”
“Who’s your dad, kid?”, Billy asked again. Jacob sat back down, his eyes still on you.
'You.’,you said to yourself.
“I-I don’t know him. I mean, he wasn’t around. My mom met him in a bar in Forks, for her 21st birthday-” Charlie cut you off and it startled you.
“Alright!”, he clasped his hands together before adding: “We are not going to get into a personal conversation in a public place.” he said as he put his two hands on Billy’s wheelchair handles. “You guys have a nice night. We are heading out.”
Jacob frowned at Charlie’s strange behavior and also because he had noticed that his dad got super quiet after Y/N told him how her parents met.
“But you didn’t even order anything.”, Jacob said to the two older men.
“Yeah, we don’t want that anymore. Right Billy?”, Charlie said as he looked at his friend.
“Right. Jake, I’ll see you home.”, Billy said before looking straight at you. “Have a nice evening and be careful.”, then Charlie pushed the wheelchair to the exit.
You stared at your hands for what felt like an hour. You had completely zoned out and you felt like you had thorns in your throat- something that you always felt whenever you were upset in a room full of people or when you were arguing while crying. You were lost in your thoughts. You couldn’t even hear the conversation that was going on around you, but one touch was enough to make you come back from your thoughts- Embry’s.
“Hey, are you okay?” he asked you. He seemed concerned about you and seemed genuine.
You couldn’t make out any words and you had a hard time breathing. You stared at his beautiful structured face without letting out a word. Your best friend, who noticed how quiet you had gotten, stood up from her seat. She knew you weren’t well.
“Um, Y/N, can you please come with me to the bathroom.”, she quickly said to you.
You simply nodded and followed her to the bathroom. You both stared at each other for a few seconds before Y/B/N saw that you were about to cry. She pulled you against her and wrapped her arms around you.
“It’s okay, let it out, let it all out.”, she said as she stroked your hair. Once you were done crying, you told her everything that was going on- your dad situation.
“Wait, so Billy might be your dad and Jacob might be your brother!?”, she asked, her eyes wide.
“Yes, but don’t say this too loud. I don’t know how I’m going to tell Billy.”, you paused before adding, “By the way, I don’t even know if I’m really going to tell him. For the past three years, all I’ve wanted was to see him and now that I have, I don’t even know what to do. All the scenarios I’ve made in my head of how I was going to see him for the first time and what I was going to say and how I was going to say it, it’s like it doesn’t even matter anymore. What if he doesn’t even care that I’m his daughter? What if he doesn’t believe me? What am I going to do? It will be so humiliating, Y/B/N, I will be so ashamed.”, you told her, letting all your emotions out at the most inappropriate place ever.
“Look, I really wish I had answers to your worries, but I don’t. All I can say, is to do whatever your heart and your instincts tell you to do. I can also advise you to do something that you won’t regret doing when you think about it months later.”, she paused before rubbing your shoulders, “I know I can get really annoying sometimes and very boy crazy, like you have witnessed tonight…”, she paused for a few seconds and chuckled.“and every time we go out, but just know that no matter what happens, I’ll always be there for you and you can tell me anything you want, whenever you want.”
You smiled at her feeling grateful before heading out.
After you all ate, you all walked outside to Jacob’s car.
“Hey, I’m actually going to walk.”, you said to them, earning a fake laugh from your best friend.
“Heck no you’re not-”
“Don’t worry, I’ll walk with her and make sure she gets back to school safe.”, Embry said to your best friend after he interrupted her.
Your best friend didn’t want to leave you alone, but you gave her an approving look.
After they left, you walked along side Embry in complete silence. After a while, he abruptly stopped you as he faced you. You looked up to meet his brown eyes.
“What?” You asked him.
“You don’t feel it?”, he asked.
You were confused. 'What the fuck is he talking about?’ You asked yourself.
“The connection we have.”, he simply said.
You snorted, then just stared at him for a few seconds when you realized he was being serious.
“What is it that you smoke? Crack? You smoke crack? I don’t know you, so there’s no connection between us. Now if you’ll excuse me.” You said as you waved your right hand to the right so he could move, but he didn’t. He just stood there, his jaw clenched and his eyes still on you. You couldn’t lie, it was hot and you did feel a connection. You just didn’t want him to think you were easy.
With a fast and smooth movement, he wrapped his right arm around your waist and pulled you over him. You were excited. He leaned in, his lips only inches apart from yours. You were now craving him. Your throat felt super dry at the moment.
“You’re going to tell me you still don’t feel it?”, he asked as his breath hit your lips.
“No, I don’t. ”
Embry chuckled and mumbled 'alright’ before he kissed you. You were surprised, but you still kissed back. This could be the first and last time you’d kiss him and you were going to make the most out of it.
So I feel like little me is back and I’m starting to ‘’obsess’’ over Jacob Black all over again. I hope y’all like this. *I was in the mood for something a bit sad?? oh and I don’t see Jacob in a bad way ok? Please don’t think I do (he’s actually my very first twilight character love-been team Jacob forever). I hope you guys like it*
Why do I keep doing this? Damn Talking to myself like “Now, what’s the play?” Kiki this is bullshit, damn You know you ain’t new to this Make the same mistakes
You were lying down on your bed, looking at the ceiling. The silence in your house was pretty comfortable considering that you were home alone. You were just thinking about something that seemed to come back in your mind every single day for the past two weeks. To make things clear, you had a ‘’thing’’ with Jacob. You weren’t in a relationship because he claimed he had ‘’feelings’’ for Bella, but he also seemed to be interested in you. But, you weren’t friends with benefits because the ‘’thing’’ you both had going on, was more than just friends. You both didn’t act like friends with each other and you weren’t the only ones who had noticed that there was definitely something between you two- Quil and Embry have noticed. The fact that you didn’t know exactly what was going on between you two is what got you messed up and you hated that. Especially because you knew about his little ‘’feelings’’ for Bella. Anyway, even if all of that kept bothering you, you always found yourself going back to him, just like he would always come back to you.
All we do is fuck then regret it Fuck and forget it I won’t let it get like that Every little thing that you say I put to rest, I ain’t going to get like that
Whenever he would come over your house or you would go over to his, you would tell yourself; ‘’Y/N, don’t let him get to you again. You can’t let your feelings for him get in the fucking way. He’s way too confused and doesn’t know what he wants. You can’t wait for him forever’’. But as soon as his warm and soft hands would touch you, you couldn’t resist him. After only three minutes into his house, your clothes and his would be all over the floor, along with his bed sheets.His lips would be working against yours in perfect synchronization. You loved the way the tip of his fingers gave you chills, you loved that rush of excitement you got on your stomach whenever his skin was against yours. There was no better music to your ears, then hearing him moan and growl because of how much pleasure he got from you. You loved straddling him while riding his dick and having his hands around your waist. There was no better feeling than hearing him scream your name at the top of his lungs. You had control over him- power over him during these moments and you enjoyed it. Whenever you didn’t see him for a week or just a few days and you both needed each other, you could spend almost a whole day having sex. Rounds after rounds and even if you were tired, you didn’t care. It was the only way to be as intimate with Jacob as you could.
But right after you were done and you would lay down next to him, realization would hit you; Bella might be in his mind right now.
Or, there were a few times where he had to leave right after to go see her. These thoughts always shattered you and because of them you kept telling yourself that you couldn’t let your feelings for him get in the way of this toxic ‘’thing’’ you had going on.
I can’t let this love get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way I can’t let this love get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way Every time that we exchange in conversation I won’t listen to a thing that you’ve got to say Always telling me you want me, that you need me
One day, you had enough. You confronted him about it. You wanted to know what his true intentions were. You wanted to know if he was willing to try and let go of his stupid feelings for Bella and give you a chance. But he told you what he always said: ‘’Y/N, you know this is not easy for me. I’m not trying to hurt you or anything. You knew that I had feelings for Bella before we started this.’’, he would say.
He wasn’t wrong. In a way, you were toxic too. You kept trying over and over again without letting it go, but he was still confused and whatever it is that you were trying to do to win him over, wasn’t enough.
‘‘You know we do have something special, but I can’t deny my feelings for her.’‘, he would say right after. And what would your dumb ass reply?
‘‘Yeah, I know. Anyway, I gotta go.’‘, then you would leave.
Saying you ain’t running games, you ain’t tryna play Anyway I’m on a different wave I got people to see, you know I got places to go I ain’t even really tripping I’m just letting you know We gotta stop running in circles, start letting it go, yo
But then, a few days later, you would get mad, go to his house and tell him that enough is enough, that you can’t spend the rest of your life waiting for his answer. Then, you would both start arguing and you would hear things like: ‘’I get why you’re jealous, it’s understandable, but you have to stop blaming me for the whole situation. I do admit that I’m not handling all that situation like I should, but I am definitely not the only one to blame here! Let me remind you that youwanted this in the first place. I did agree, because I wanted it too, I reallydid, but it was your idea.’’ and you would reply with: ‘’Well can you blame me for wanting to have your attention? I know I’m not doing this the right way too, but what else can I do when all you seem to care about is her? I know I am super selfish right now and I shouldn’t be, but I can’t help it.’’
A silence would fill the room for a few minutes, until you would both start undressing each otheragain,making the same mistakeagain, for what felt like the hundredth time.
All we do is fuck then regret it Fuck and forget it I won’t let it get like that Every single thing that you say I put to rest, I ain’t going to get like that
And as soon as you’re done, you would regret it. Not because you didn’t enjoy it- you certainly did! You just wanted more than this and you couldn’t have it. In a way, it made you feel miserable- going after someone who didn’t even know if he wanted to be with you- someone who wasn’t even a 110% sure of his feelings for you.
I can’t let this love get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way I can’t let this love get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way
There were days where you had plans with your friends and you would ditch them just to see him. Why? Simply because you wanted to see him, you missed being close to him and sometimes, you could spend almost a week without seeing him.
Whenever you would tell your friends that you were going to see Jacob, they would always give you disapproving looks. Not because they didn’t like Jake- he was a good guy, but because they knew in what situation you were in. They would tell you: ‘’Y/N, this is not healthy for you or him.This is way too toxic and you both need to let it go.’’
Deep down, you knew they were right, but you didn’t care. You loved the attention he gave you. You always dismissed their opinions and drove as fast as you could to go see him and have sex.
Nah, now we doin’ this again like I knew we would Got me fucking up my plans, knowing that I shouldn’t Take a minute, take a second just to think it through And I know I could do better
You knew this was messing you up badly, but it was like you were addicted to him. Like he was your drug. You couldn’t get enough of his kisses, his touch and hearing his voice. Sometimes, while you were in the middle of having sex, thoughts like ‘’You have to stop this’’, came through, but you quickly pushed it away. You didn’t want to deal with that, because you ‘had’ Jacob.
But trust me it’s not my fault, I can’t leave it alone Trying my hardest but it ain’t easy at all Everyday we say exchange in conversation Then I know that this is it, we won’t ever change
One time, right after ditching your friends for him, you were sitting on his bed, watching a movie and eating junk food. You had completely zoned out as you started to think. It was like your subconscious was talking to you.Telling you to let it go because even if you tried hard enough, nothing between you two would change. As hard as it was for you, you had to let it go.
And out of the blue, you said his name, making him look at you and you said:
‘’ ‘Cause all we do is fuck then regret it Fuck and forget it I won’t let it get like that Every single thing that you say I put to rest, I ain’t going to get like that I can’t let this love get in way, Nah’’
You both stayed in silence, looking straight into each other’s eyes.
‘‘I guess this is it, then?’‘, Jacob asked in almost a whisper. You nodded while looking down at your feet.
‘‘Yeah, it’s too toxic. We can’t keep doing this to ourselves.’‘, you said back to him.
You stood up and before you left, Jacob engulfed you in a big, tight hug saying:
The game was about to end and the tension was getting higher. The crowd was cheering for their school’s team. You were so into it, that your heart started beating faster and faster by the second. There was only 45 seconds left to the game. You found out earlier in the game that number 24- Embry, was part of this school’s team. They were actually winning and whenever he made a goal you had a little rush of excitement in your stomach.
The crowd errupted into screams and cheers when number 8; Jacob, who might be your brother, scored the last goal.
After the game, their team stayed a little bit in the gymnasium. You took it as a opportunity to walk over to them and ask for the soccer ball.
“Y/N wait!”, your best friend half yelled at you before you got to the boys. She smiled at the boys who seemed to have heard and then looked at you as she whispered:
“Please, let me go get the ball.”
“No! No! I already let you put their stupid bracelet.”, you said shaking your head from side to side.
“Girl please! I need to talk to my future baby daddy.”, she desperately said. You cringed at her words and eyed her from up and down.
“Ew, don’t say that. By the way, you sound desperate.” your best friend gasped before you walked away from her, towards the boys. They stopped talking and all looked towards you. You walked closer to them, being only a few feet away.
“Can I please have the ball?”, you asked them, Jacob gave it to you with a small smile. You took it and smiled back as you mouthed a small ‘thank you’. You started to walk away, but stopped to turn back around. You wanted, no, needed to say something to Jacob. You needed to know if you were related or not.
“Hey, nice goal by the way!”, you said to him. He flashed a beautiful smile.
“Thank you. I’m Jacob. Jacob Black”,
'Yeah, I know, but score! He might lead me to my dad and I need all the help I can get because I’m only here for three days.’, you said to yourself.
“I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you.”, he walked a bit closer to you.
“Likewise.”
Before he could say anything else, one of the other team members jogged towards you and grabbed Jacob by the neck. You remembered him as the first one to get his bracelet.
“Hey Jake, why don’t you ask your new friend if she wants to come with us at the diner?”, he asked with a smirk.
Jacob chuckled and shook his head.
“This is Quil Ateara. Ateara, this is Y/N.”
You flashed Quil a smile and you could feel your best friend’s stare on you along with the other boys.
“Wanna come?”, Jacob asked you.
'Ohmygosh Y/N, this is it! This is your train ticket to your final destination! You can’t miss the train.’, you said to yourself.
“Of course!”, you said with no hesitation and then added, “But my best friend has to come too.”
Your best friend jogged over to you and smiled at the two boys in front of you and introduced herself. Jacob and Quil introduced themselves before you all walked towards the other three boys.
“Guys, this is Y/N and her best friend, Y/B/N. Girls, this is Jared, Paul and Embry.”, Jacob said.
The seven of you walked outside towards two cars. Jacob, Quil and Embry got into what seemed like Jacob’s car and Jared and Paul got into another one.
“We’ll be a little late. Jared wants us to go get Kim and I want Rachel to come.”, Paul said as he opened his car door.
“Rachel? No, you’re not bringing Rachel with us. I still have a hard time accepting that you’re dating my sister.”, Jacob said from inside his car. It amazed you how well they could hear. If it had been you, you’d be shouting and you knew Y/B/N would still not hear a thing.
“Wait, hold up!” your best friend said, over pronouncing the 'o’ and looking straight at Paul. “You got a girlfriend?!”, Y/B/N half yelled. You rolled your eyes and chuckled.
'This bitch cannot be anymore obvious.’, you said to yourself.
Paul looked amused and you could tell he was holding in a laugh, while your best friend was a little pressed.
“Yeah, I do.”, Paul said with small smile.
Your best friend bit down her lower lip as she nodded and walked over to Jacob’s car. You were going to sit on the passenger seat when your best friend slightly pushed you. You gave her a confused look.
“What are you doing?”, you whispered to her.
“I’m sitting next to Jacob. He’s the second hottest.”, she calmly said. Your eyes widened in fear that Jacob had heard what she said.
“Stop it! You can’t see him as a second option. You wouldn’t like it if it were you.”, you said, defending him. She looked at you for five seconds, her stare was blank.
“Well, you’ll sit with him when we come back.”, she got in the car and closed the door. You sighed and opened a door. Quil got out and let you get in between him and Embry.
Jacob started the car while Y/B/N started throwing him questions to 'get to know him better’ like she always says. You could tell how much she wanted his attention because well, Paul was out of reach. You hated whenever she did stuff like that, especially when the guys were friends. Meanwhile, you felt Embry’s stare on you. You slowly turned your head towards him and looked straight into his eyes. He subtily got closer to you and well, you did the same. His large hand brushed your leg and you could feel the warmth of his skin against your jeans. It made you feel all giddy.
“Sorry.”, he said with a little smirk, but you could tell he didn’t mean it. Not like you cared anyway, you liked it. A few seconds later, he did it again, but he didn’t say sorry. He just looked straight up ahead of him and smirked. You bit down your lips and decided to play along. You 'brushed’ your hand on his thigh. He looked at you right after it, then you said:
“Sorry.”, with a small smirk.
A few moments later, Jacob parked in front of the diner. Embry got out of the car and held the door open for you. You got out and thanked him. You felt a little nervous- he was way too beautiful and his smile was stunning! During the walk to the diner and to your table, Embry walked beside you making casual talks, like where you were from, how old you were, ect. Once you got to your table, you sat down between Embry and Jacob. Your best friend wasn’t too thrilled to sit next to Quil because he kept talking to her nonstop and she couldn’t say a word to Jacob like you knew she had planned, but you didn’t care.
“Jacob, you have a sister, right?”, you randomly asked. You only wanted to talk to Embry, but you came here for a specific reason and you only had three days. Plus, you couldn’t let yourself get attached to Embry because of the same reason- you were here for three days.
“Yeah, two actually. They’re twins. One of them, who’s name is Rachel, is dating Paul, but I think you’ve heard that earlier.”
You were about to ask something else, when Jacob got up from his seat and greeted a man in a wheelchair and another man who was standing. You were trying to get a better look at the man in the wheelchair, but Embry got your attention. You turned your head towards him, making eye contact. He got closer to your ear, making you look ahead of you. You could see how annoyed your best friend was with Quil’s jokes as she stared at him blankly. Then, Embry whispered as low as he could:
“I know this is very random to say and it’s probably not the right place to say it, but I just wanted to let you know that you’re beautiful.” His breath was hitting your neck and his lips were only inches apart from your ear. Your heart started to beat faster and the place suddenly got hot to you. You slowly turned your head towards him, while he moved back his head a tiny bit. Your faces were only inches apart and in that moment, you knew there was a thing going on between you two. You were about to say something when Jacob’s voice interrupted your moment. You were a bit pissed, but there was nothing you could do about it.
“Girls, meet my dad, Billy and his best friend, Charlie.”, Jacob happily said.
You tensed up and froze. You knew Embry and your best friend had noticed because they both gave you weird looks. You just stared at Billy with your mouth wide open. You wanted to say something but you didn’t know what or how. You’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, but this wasn’t how you planned it. You had planned to find where he lived and show up at his house. Not meet him in a restaurant where you were flirting with guy. What would he think about you?
'Say something! You look like a fish outside of the water.’, you said to yourself. You composed yourself and blinked a few times before clearing your throat.
“Sorry, I-I am Y/N.”, in that moment you hesitated. You didn’t know if it was appropriated for you to say your last name or not. After a few seconds of thinking it through, you decided to say it. You reminded yourself that you only had three days here and you had to make the most of it because you didn’t know if your mom was going to let you come here again. Heck, she didn’t even know that you wanted to come here to look for your dad. Also, she had a hard time letting you come here.
“Y/N Black.”, The three teenagers and the two men frowned at you.
“You’re a Black?”, Jacob asked you as he looked back and forth from his dad and you.
-Bleh, I don’t really like this part even though I rewrote it more than twice. Hope you liked it though! Please feedbacks are very appreciated!-
You read the message more than five times and didn’t realize you were holding in your breath.
You started crying. Your mom had another night shift, so you cried as loud as you wanted to without worrying that anyone could hear you. You called your best friend and as soon as she heard you cry, she made her way to your house.
“Y/B/N I really don’t know why the heck I’m crying. It’s not like we were in a relationship.” You were sobbing incredibly hard and if it wasn’t because Y/B/N had known you your entire life, she wouldn’t have understood anything.
“It hurts Y/B/N. It freaking hurts and I don’t know why.”
Y/B/N wipped away your tears and made you look at her.
“Babe, even if you don’t want to admit it or maybe it’s because you don’t realize it; it’s hurting you this much because you love him. Y/N, you’re in love with Paul.”
You wanted to argue with her, but you couldn’t. There was absolutely nothing you could say because it was true. You never said it out loud and you never admitted it to yourself because you were scared. A part of you knew that you’ve always liked him and that you fell in love with him a few weeks ago. The other part of you didn’t want to admit it or say it out loud because you were scared that it wasn’t reciprocal. You didn’t want to be the dumb girl who fell in love with the guy she hooks up with.
“I want this pain to go away.” you said as you laid down on your bed, making your best friend mimic your position.
“Oh honey, unfortunately, that’s not how it works.” she paused, “but, we can watch your favorite comedy movies to cheer you up?!” she then took something from her bag that was next to your bed. “I brought you your favorite sweets.”
——
The next two days that followed, made you angry.
‘I don’t get it! Everything was going well. There was no sign of awkwardness or him being uncomfortable. Since when is Paul uncomfortable with me? I never did anything he didn’t want me to do and I never will. I didn’t see this coming and I don’t know the reason to why he doesn’t 'feel it anymore’. How can he switch up this fast? There is something wrong and I am going to find out.’ you told yourself.
A part of you was scared that he wanted to stop because he found someone else, someone that can potentially have his heart. You didn’t want that, but you weren’t going to say it out loud.
Being your stubborn self, you walked over to his house and knocked on the door three times.
No one answered. You let out a heavy sigh and made your way to the beach. On your way there, you saw him with Jared. They were walking, talking about something and laughing about it.
'Right, he’s probably laughing with Jared about how he just left me there like a garbage bag’ you said to yourself.
Without thinking about it twice, you made your way to them.
“Hey!” you yelled, “Paul!” you yelled again.
You got in front of the two boys making them stop. Jared looked at you, then awkwardly looked at the beach. Paul was just staring at you.
“What do you mean 'you’re not feeling it anymore’? Since when?” you asked him slightly raising your tone, crossing your arms. He was still looking at you, not saying anything.
“So you can’t give me the real reason as to why you’re 'not feeling it anymore’, but you also can’t freaking talk to me?”
Jared abruptly turned his head to look at his friend. He took in a deep breath before putting an arm around Paul’s shoulders.
“Y/N, Paul is not feeling well-” Jared started saying, but you interrupted him. You didn’t care about what Jared was going to say. You wanted to talk with Paul. You didn’t know how Jared didn’t get the hint. He usually knew when to take a hint. He was slow today, you thought.
“You know what, fuck you then. Ok it’s over. This special friend thing and our friendship. I don’t need you anyways. You ain’t shit. You’re always using girls for your advantage. I’ve known you for so long and I can’t believe I didn’t see this coming.” you shook your head from side to side. “You’re a fucking jerk.” you turned around and walked away.
Paul thought he could take it, but you took it way too far.
“Excuse me? Don’t blame me for all of this. This is your fault!” he said getting angry.
You scoffed while turning around, looking at him in disbelieve.
“Myfault? How is this my fault?” you asked him, but didn’t let him answer you. “You’re the one who has been acting weird, plus you tell me you wanted to see me today, you ghost me, don’t reply to me and I see you here hanging out with Jared like nothing happened!”
Jared interrupted.
“Look, I don’t mind going away, but you probably don’t want to have this conversation here at the beach. Everyone’s listening! Go to the tree line or something.” Jared said before fist bumping Paul’s fist and walking away. It was then your turn to walk away with Paul to the tree line.
Now that nobody could listen to you, you continued your conversation.
“As I was saying, you’rethe one who just left me there.” you said tapping your index on his chest.
Paul took a deep breath, then let out a heavy sigh.
“You’re the one who said 'I love you’, then acted like it was nothing, Y/N!”
You gasped.
“Excuse you! You said 'I love you’ too! I’m not the only one.” you paused “And anyways, you said it because we were making love. Not because you actually love me.”
“Say it again Y/N. What were we doing?” he asked getting slightly closer, his tone still cold.
“I don’t need to say it if you already know what we are talking about.” you said after letting out another scoff.
“Answer me, Y/N. What were we doing?” he repeated.
You rolled your eyes as you let out a sigh.
“Love. We were making love.”
“Exactly. So how can someone in their right mind, say 'I love you’ while making love and not mean it?”
You were about to say something, but immediately shut your mouth. He was right, but were you going to say it? No.
“You see, you’re not saying anything because I’m right.” his voice was softer than before and he didn’t seem that tense or angry anymore.
You shook your head 'no’.
“No. You only said 'I love you’ because you were lost in the moment, because you liked the pleasure you were getting but not because you meant it. Stop lying.”
Paul let out a frustrated sigh and ran his hands through his hair before clasping his hands together.
“Y/N/, that doesn’t make any sense.” he paused “Damn it, I’m legit telling you that I love you and you’re telling me to stop lying?!”
You froze. It’s not that you weren’t happy because you were! You finally knew that your feelings were reciprocal, but everything was going so fast. You were arguing and you were mad at him just a few seconds ago and now he was telling you that he loved you. You needed time to process it all. You were slightly insecure. You knew that Paul had told three girls that he loved them in the past without meaning it. You knew that he was sincere right now because well, you knew him like the palm of your hand. But you couldn’t help to be insecure about it.
“You’ve told girls in the past that you loved them when you didn’t. How do I know that you’re not playing me?” you were getting mad again and tears started to run down your cheeks. “Look, I’m not someone you can manipulate into your liking, Paul. I don’t-” your voice was rising and Paul quickly interrupted you.
“Y/N!” he yelled your name. You stopped talking to stare at him.
“I’ve done things with you that I have never done with anyone before. I stopped flirting and hooking up with other girls because of a promise that we made. I have canceled many plans with Jared and with some other friends just to be with you. You’re the first girl I made love with and that I actually said 'I love you’ while genuinely meaning it. I love your stubborn, annoying and kind ass and I wouldn’t change it for anything. I’ve been in love with you for a month now. I just never told you because I thought you only saw me as your special friend and nothing more and I guess I was right.”
Andagain, this was a lot to process. You wanted to tell him that you felt the same way, that you loved him, that there was nothing you wanted more than to be with him… but nothing came out of your mouth. You were just standing there, like a fish out of the water, with tears running down your face.
Paul sighed and nodded.
“Oh no! He thinks it’s not reciprocal! Bitch say something!” you told yourself, but you just watched him walk away.
A/N: I’m sorry this part is soooo short! I promise that the next part will be much longer!
-Tuesday-
It has been three days since you have seen Paul and three days since you’ve made love with him. You wanted to see him sunday, but he couldn’t. He promised his mom he was going to help her with something. When monday came, you asked him if you could see each other, but he said he got super sick. You wanted to bring him something to make him feel better, but he said no. A part of you got slightly upset, but you tried to brush it off.
-Saturday-
Paul wasn’t sick anymore, which made you want to see him, but he had plans with Jared. Deep down you wanted him to cancel his plans with Jared, but it wasn’t something you could ask. You reminded yourself that you weren’t his girlfriend and that he had already canceled a lot of plans with Jared just to be with you. You decided to spend the day with your best friend at the beach. You were walking by the beach and chatting with her when you saw him a few feet away from you. You gasped at his sight. He got taller and got so beef.
“Damn bitch! Why is it that every time you see him, you look like a fish out of the water?” Y/B/N said to you. You slightly hit her shoulder with a smirk on your face.
“Shut up!” you told her before looking at Paul. Seconds after you looked at him, he looked at you. He stopped walking and just stared at you. Jared who was next to him, was walking and stopped once he noticed that his friend wasn’t next to him anymore. He looked back at Paul, then looked in your direction and smiled. You walked over to them, Y/B/N following you close behind.
“Hey guys” you said smiling, but still looking at Paul. He stayed silent. Jared put his arm around him, tapping his shoulder.
“Hey girls. How are you? Because we are doing great!”
“You sure you’re great?” you asked Paul. It’s not that you didn’t care about Jared, it’s just that, well he wasn’t Paul.
“Y-Yeah.” Paul finally said.
“Can I talk to you for a second?” you asked him.
Y/B/N made faces of disagreement. She didn’t want to be alone with Jared. Paul nodded before you took his hand and walked away from Jared and Y/B/N.
“You feel better?” you asked, then mentally slapped yourself. “Of course you do, you’re out, at the beach.” you nervously laughed.
“Yeah, I’m sorry we couldn’t see each other during the week.” Paul said, staring at your eyes.
“No, don’t worry about it, it’s alright.” you paused “I just… When can we see each other again?” you asked. It was weird, it felt like you couldn’t talk to him without getting nervous. That never happened to you before- you have never been nervous to talk to Paul.
“Tomorrow if you want-” he stopped “For what?”
“Well, I don’t know, the usual?”
Paul let out a heavy sigh and looked at his feet, then at you.
“Why do you always want to see me just for sex?” His tone was cold.
You were taken aback by his question.
“What do you mean? We’ve been doing this for months now.” you said with attitude in your voice.
“Yeah, but it’s not the only thing we can do.” you could tell he was getting mad.
“Iknow and we have seen each other without having sex.” you paused “But I don’t get it. Since when does it bother you? It’s not like we are in a relationship!” you said while crossing your arms over your chest.
Paul opened his mouth to say something, but shut it. He sighed before walking away.
“See you.”
It was now your turn to sigh. You dropped your arms to your side and walked back to Y/B/N who was alone.
“Thank you so much for leaving me alone with Jared! I really appreciate it!” she sarcastically told you.
“I’m sorry, but I had to talk with Paul.”
“Yeah well do it when I don’t have to be alone with Jared. It’s still hard for me to deal with the fact that he is in a relationship.”
You had forgotten for a minute that she had a thing for Jared, you hugged her, then kept walking while apologizing more than twice.
-Sunday-
The next day, Paul was cold with you and he didn’t even want to see you. The text messages you exchanged with him were dry. At the end of the day, you brought it up to his attention on a text message because he didn’t want to answer his damn phone, but still replied to your texts and was active on social media!
‘I don’t know what’s going on with you, but you’ve been acting weird all day. You’ve been dry texting me and I can tell you’re being cold with me for some unknown reason.’-me
'Tell me what’s up’-me
It took him fifteen minutes to reply even if he saw your message right after you sent it.
'I’m not feeling it anymore. The special friend thing we have, it’s over’-Paul
A/N: Also, I’m sorry it’s not that long and I hope you guys like it! <3
The rest of the week went by quickly and well… you had sex with Paul the whole week, except on wednesday. By that, it means, you both got some oral. Other than that, you did it everywhere you could. In his house on the kitchen counter. You had to clean after it because well, the smell was strong and both of you didn’t want Paul’s mom to come home to the smell! You did it in your living room, while your mom had a night shift, then in the shower. You did it in a public restroom. You got slightly disgusted after doing it because obviously it’s dirty, but you laughed it off later.
After a month, Paul told Jared about his secret and ever since, Jared wondered a lot if his friend was in love with you and so did your best friend.
Jared noticed that his best friend was getting softer with you. He also stopped flirting with other girls and even paying them attention to get his way.
On the other hand, Y/B/N wondered if you had feelings for Paul because you started to get jealous whenever girls talked to him, which was so unlike you before. Y/B/N brought it up to you once, but you told her it wasn’t the case and that she was ‘delusional’.
One day though, after you had sex with Paul, you mentionned him how much girls wanted his attention and that they were always up in his business. It amused Paul which resulted in him asking you if you were jealous. You told him that it wasn’t the case and made up a stupid excuse which was: “It’s just not fair because you get to flirt with other girls and also have sex with them, while I just have you”. Right after it, Paul pulled you closer and told you that ever since you became 'special friends’, he only had sex with you. You didn’t show it, but you were happy about it. He suggested to pinky promise that both of you could only have sex with each other.
You got it going during four months. It was now june and school was finally over. It’s been going on quite awhile, but you loved it. Your 'friendship’ with Paul became stronger as time passed by. There were little things that he did for you and that you did for him that made both of your best friends wonder if you guys were secretly dating or in a relationship. For example, you would both cancel a best friends’s night out just to watch movies together and cuddle with no sex included… Cuddling was something you guys never really did before. Another example, Paul stopping at the grocery store on his way to the beach with Jared because he wants to buy you your favorite sweets, just because 'he feels like it’. And you buying him a shirt while you were out shopping with Y/B/N because 'it’s for his birthday’. Y/B/N looked you up and down and reminded you that it wasn’t even close to his birthday, making you say 'it’s an early birthday gift’. It was because of little situations like these that Y/B/N and Jared wondered what was truly going on between you two.
-Saturday night-
Tonight, you were sucking Paul’s dick in his pick up truck. After he came, you swallowed and laid down on his chest, as you watched the stars together. Paul broke the silence.
“Did you ever made love?”, he asked you still looking up at the stars. You raised your head and turned around on your stomach to look at him. You place your hands on his chest and rested your chin on the back of your hand. You thought about your ex boyfriend.
“Not really. Have you?” you asked him back.
“No, I haven’t” he replied, as he looked at you for a second, then back at the stars.
“We could be each other’s first time if you want.” you told him. You didn’t know why you said that and why you wanted it, but you just did.
Paul intensly looked at you as he stayed silent for a bit. You were getting nervous and for the first time during your four years of friendship with Paul, you were starting to regret what you just said.
He noticed by your facial expression and also by how stiff you had gotten that you were getting nervous. Paul then caressed your back before giving you an answer.
“Yes, I want to.”
You gave him a soft smile, earning a soft smile in return.
He gently put his hand on your cheek before leaning in and giving you a gentle and passionate kiss.
You didn’t know why, but this kiss was much more different from the others. Not just because of the rythm of the kiss, but because you felt something different. Something in your stomach that you had never felt before. It was weird and new to you, which made you scared, but you liked it.
That night, on june 29th, you made love with Paul, on his pick up truck, under the stars. It wasn’t the most beautiful or ideal place to make love for the first time, but to you it was. It felt right and you did it with the right person.
Every touch was gentle, soft and warm. It made you feel at home. It felt so right and so good that before you both came, you both said 'I love you’ to each other. You didn’t even freeze and he didn’t stop thrusting. For some reason, that also felt right and deep down, you knew that you meant it even if you didn’t want to say it out loud or admit it to yourself. It was genuine, but you didn’t want to think about it for now. You just wanted to keep enjoying this moment and the pleasure you had.
A ray of sunshine woke you up the next morning. You stretched your arms and legs before you had flashbacks of last night. A smile appeared on your face as you closed your eyes. It was definitely a night to remember. No words were able to describe how good it was, how good it made you feel. You knew that now, it was going to be hard to keep your hands off him whenever you would see him.
You wanted to text him, but what were you going to say? This was new to you and you weren’t in a relationship with Paul, so you really had no idea of what was ‘acceptable’ to do and what wasn’t. You turned around, laying on your stomach and grabbed your phone that was on your night stand. You unlocked your phone and pressed Paul’s name on your contact list.
'Should I call him or text him? Or should I just do nothing at all?’ you asked yourself. You let out a sigh and locked your phone screen. A second later, you received a notification. You took your phone again and smiled once you saw who it was from.
Last night was amazing. Hope you slept well… I sure did hahah-Paul
You chuckled to yourself and sat down, indian style. You tried to think about something to reply, when you got another message from him.
Oh and good morning beautiful-Paul
After reading it, you dropped your phone on your bed, between your legs and hit the 'woah’ while sticking your tongue out.
The feeling is reciprocal and I did sleep well too hahah-me
Oh and good morning to you too -me
You happily got out of bed, took a shower, ate your breakfast and went over to your best friend’s house.
Once you arrived over her house and knocked on the wooden door, Y/B/N abruptly opened the door.
“Why would you wake me up at 12? The reason better be good Y/N! You know you can’t mess with my sleep.”, she said while crossing her arms.
You laughed and got in the house. Y/B/N closed the door behind you and walked to her bedroom with you next to her.
“Okay, I closed and even locked the door. We are sitting down on my comfy bed and I might be a little grumpy because I need some sleep, but I’m all ears. What’s up?”, she asked you.
You were biting your index nail wondering if it was a good idea to tell her. There was no reason to not tell her, it’s just that, this was just between you and Paul. It was your little something special between you too. A part of you didn’t want to share it with no one, but the other part, wanted to scream it so you could get excited with your best friend.
'Well, Paul is probably going to tell Jared so…’ you told yourself.
Y/B/N snapped her fingers in front of your face so you could pay attention to her and not your thoughts.
“Um hello here?” she said with sassiness in her voice, “You woke me up just to get lost in your thoughts?”
You laughed again. That’s why you loved her.
“Ok, okaaay sorry.” you cleared your throat and looked at her straight in the eyes “Something happened last night with Paul.”
Her eyes widened and she immediately grabbed your hands.
“No freaking way! Please tell me you and Paul started dating!?!” she excitedly asked you. Y/B/N has always wanted for you and Paul to end up together. She thought you guys complemented each other perfectly… In a weird way.
You shook your head no, making her excitement fade away.
“Then what happened?”
“Pinky promise me you won’t tell anybody, though.” you said taking out your pinky.
Y/B/N dropped your hands and rolled her eyes.
“Bish, I don’t talk with everybody on the res. I mean, yeah I got some friends, but I ain’t got them like I got you.” she then pinky promised you.
“I know, it’s just…” you paused “Whatever. Um…We had sex”
Her eyes widened so much, you thought her eyes were going to fall off. She let out a huge gasp and jumped on her bed.
“Stop! You’re kidding?!” When she saw you say no, she got off her bed and started screaming. “I can’t believe this! Ohmygosh yes! This could be start of something.”
You let out a dry laugh and stood up from her bed.
“Ehhh, let’s not go this far okay? Okay!”
“Well, what are you then?”
You opened your mouth to say something, but nothing came out.
“I don’t know. I didn’t ask him and he didn’t ask me…” you paused, “We haven’t really talked about this.” you told her now wondering what you guys were.
“Well ask him, duuh!” she said in return. You stayed in silence for a few seconds before she smiled again.
“Ok, but how was it? Is he as good as the girls at school make him out to be? Are you gonna do it again?”
“Without giving you too many details; It was more than wonderful okay!? I do get why girls act like that with him.” you said as you got flashbacks from last night, remembering every single detail and how good he made you feel.
Your best friend looked at you with a smile on her face, nodding her head to let you know you could continue.
You got out of your thoughts and stared at her.
“What?” you asked her.
“Are you gonna do it again? You didn’t answer that question.”
“That is my business.” you said walking out of her door after unlocking and opening it.
“Well, if I ever see you walking with a huge smile on your face, I’ll know it’s because you got some dick .” she said as you were about to open the door, making both of you laugh.
Monday
Like every morning, you were supposed to walk to school with your best friend, but today, Paul asked you if you wanted a lift. You told Y/B/N about it and she told you to go for it.
You got into his car and greeted him with a kiss on the corner of his lips. Paul raised his left eyebrow, with a smirk on his face.
“That’s all I get?”
It was now your turn to smirk.
“For now yes.”
Paul smiled and started to drive to school. The ride was silent, but the sexual tension was high. He kept tightening his grip on the steering wheel. You gently placed your hand on his thigh and slowly caressed it.
“You’re good?”, you asked him. You were acting all innocent and it was getting him hot. He just sighed and looked at you for a few seconds before he had to focus again on the road.
Once you arrived at school and got out of his car. Girls kept looking at you and Paul, obviously. They were giving you nasty stares, like always and looking at him with hearts in their eyes. You first got to his locker and said hi to Kim and Jared.
“I’ll see you later?” you told him, he just nodded at you.
You went to your locker and realized you only had a minute left. You accepted that you were going to be late. The bell rung, making you the only one left. Well, that’s what you thought. When you closed your locker, Paul was standing right next to you.
“What are you doing?”, you asked him.
“You.”
For a split second you didn’t understand what he meant, but as soon as you did, you bite down on your lips. You got closer to him so you could whisper in his ear.
“Lead the way.”
He grabbed your hand and walked to the… auditorium.
“Here?” you asked.
He eagerly nodded
“Yes. Come with me.” you walked behind the stage and walked past a door frame.
“Are you sure we are alone here?” you said following him. He was going up the stairs to a door that you had never seen before.
“The ones having theater this morning are freshmen, but they don’t use it. They stay in a classroom.”
He opened the door for you to come in first. As soon as you did, he closed the door behind him, took your books from your hands and threw them away with his on the floor. He then pushed you against a wall and started a heated make out session.
You didn’t know how, but in less than five minutes, both of your clothes were off. You were in your underwear and him in his boxers.
He was leaving kisses all over you chest and neck, when he abruptly stopped. You opened your eyes and looked at him with confusion written all over you face.
He smirked and kneeled down, as he slowly slid down your panties.
'Ohhhh it’s going down!’ you said to yourself.
He looked up at you, the smirk still on his face.
“I didn’t eat breakfast this morning, so I guess I’m getting it now.”
You mouth dropped at his comment. You slightly nodded before he went in, making your mouth drop even lower; You didn’t know that was possible. Your hands were running through his hair as Paul was getting 'fed’.
Moans came out of your mouth so many times and were getting louder by the second. You were about to come, when Paul stopped and put himself inside you.
After that, the only thing you could see were stars and fireworks.
—-
You put your clothes back on and walked over to Paul who was sitting down on a bean chair. He tapped on his leg to let you know you could sit on his lap. Once you did, you laid your head on his shoulder. You just sat there, enjoying each other’s company. He was playing with your hair with one hand, and the other one was caressing your thigh.
After a moment, you sat up- still on his lap, but facing him. You put a hand on the back of his neck, slowly caressing him.
“Paul, what are we?” you asked him.
You didn’t realize it first, but then you noticed that it sounded like you wanted a relationship, which wasn’t the case.
“By that, I don’t mean as in a 'are we in a relationship thing’…” you paused, “Unless if that’s what you want but… what is this thing… between us?” you asked looking at his eyes.
His hands went up from your thighs to your waist.
“What about special friends?” he asked “Unless you want to be in a relationship?!” he paused and spoke again. “We are special friends. We are friends, just like we’ve always been, but also do some other stuff together.”
“Isn’t that friends with benefits?” you asked.
“Meh, not really because you know our friendship is like no other.” he said tightening his grip around your waist. You smiled and leaned in for a kiss.
Unlike the other kisses, this one was slow and gentle and no lust was attached to it.
After you pulled away, you showed him your pinky promise finger.
He laughed at you.
“Really Y/N?” he asked.
“Yes! You know how I am with these!”
He chuckled and whispered 'You’re adorable’ under his breath. He thought you wouldn’t listen, but you did. It kind of made your heart melt, even if you didn’t want to admit it. You were getting lost in his eyes before you brought yourself back to reality.
“You have to pinky promise me that this special friend thing, is going to stay between us.” you said after clearing your throat.
You intertwined your pinky together, ready to make the promise.
“I pinky promise you that I won’t-” he stopped before leaning in closer to you, “Wait, so you’re telling me you didn’t tell Y/B/N?”
'Oops! Okay except her!’ you told yourself. You were going to lie, but you knew he’d find out the truth just by looking at your eyes.
“Okay, I might have told her.” you said semi- whispering.
“AH-HA!”
“Okay, well just because I said it to her, you can tell Jared- but onlyJared!”
Paul chuckled.
“Thank you, I’ll keep it in mind if I ever decide to tell him. But for now, I won’t. This will be a secret between us… and Y/B/N.” he paused as you both stared into each other’s eyes, “I pinky promise.”
You chuckled at him, then he pecked your lips. It resulted in another slow and gentle kiss.
A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed it! Part 3 will be up soon!
Warning: cursing&soft smut! In this story, there might be a few parts with soft smut**
I’m not going to lie, I was too lazy to correct myself, so sorry for any mistakes! Enjoy though xoxo!
**Just in case you don’t know, whenever I put a word in this police → ’word’, it’s because I’m emphasizing/over pronouncing the word**
-Saturday night-
“You’re disgusting seriously!” you said as you looked at your friend, Paul. You were sitting on your couch next to him. You had the house to yourself because your mom was out with some friends.
“Why? All I’m saying, is that I can booty call her whenever I want and she would answer me.” Paul said shoving chips down his throat.
“Are you going to?” you asked, slightly annoyed.
“I have”, he paused before looking at you and getting closer to your ear. “Twice”.
You rolled your eyes and pushed him away.
“Ugghh, you’re a pig!”, you looked at him and took a sip of your wine. “You started talking to her five days ago! I don’t understand.”
Paul took a sip of his beer before putting it down on the table in front of you. “I guess that’s just the effect I have on people.”, he winked at you.
You shook your head no, scrunching your nose.
“No! Girls are just desperate to get into your pants.”, you took another sip of your wine and put it down on the table.
You liked spending time with Paul. He was super entertaining and whenever you were with him, you knew you were going to have fun. He was also sweet. He didn’t show it that much, but you have seen his soft side a few times before and it always made your heart melt.
For example, When you went grocery shopping for your mom and Paul came along to help you, you saw a little girl who got lost in the supermarket. The little girl was so anxious and scared. You were panicking and didn’t know what to do, but Paul handled it perfectly. He calmed her down and walked to the customer’s service with her. After her mom came to get her, she told Paul that he was a super hero and he talked about it all night. He had little sparkles in his eyes and a huge smile on his face. Another one was when he offered to help you when you were struggling with science and math. He was very patient with you and made sure you understood every single thing he explained. Let’s not forget that he explained the subjects more than twice because you couldn’t understand anything. It made you feel dumb, but Paul reassured you and made you feel better. There was also the time where he came to your house because you were upset and cried all night the day before. The reason was because you were talking to a guy for months and the guy stood you up and ghosted you the day of your first date. He also blocked you everywhere so you couldn’t talk to him. Paul brought you your favorite sweets and listened to your favorite movies with you, even if he hated them. He also made you laugh a lot that day, making you forget about the douche who broke your heart. It wasn’t the first time that Paul was there to comfort you whenever you got your heart broken. When your first boyfriend, who was also your first time and first kiss broke up with you because he was moving away, Paul was there for you every step of the way.
Paul smirked at you, licking his lip.
“I mean, can you blame them? I might be everything you think of when you see me, but if there is one thing I’m not, other than stupid, is ugly.”
“Paulshutthefuck up!”, you said chuckling a little bit as you punched his shoulder. He laughed in return.
“I mean, don’t tell me that you wouldn’t get with me if you could.”
You see, the thing with your friendship with Paul- It was super different from a normal girl-guy friendship. You two liked to flirt with each other. Why? Don’t know, you guys just did. The flirting, the teasing, it was natural between you two.
“I would most definitely not. You’re ugly.”, you answered while taking another sip of your wine as Paul took a sip of his beer.
Paul almost chocked on his beer. He chuckled before shaking his head from left to right.
“No, now I think you’ve had a little too much to drink.”
You both laughed before you bite on your bottom lip.
“Yeah, I did drink a little too much. But I’m still conscious enough to know that I still wouldn’t get with you.”, you said getting closer to his face with a smirk on your face.
Paul stayed silent for a few seconds, looking into your eyes.
He got closer to your face.
“You really wouldn’t?”, he asked you again.
It was your turn to get closer to his face again.
“No, I wouldn’t.” Your faces were now a few inches apart.
“Really?” he whispered.
“Really.” you whispered.
Silence took over the room as you both stared into each other’s eyes and lips.
You felt a rush of adrenaline in you and your little friend between your legs was tingling. You also felt a knot in your throat. You bite down on your lips swallowing hard your saliva. Then, in just a blink of an eye, Paul kissed you and you immediately kissed back. The kiss wasn’t even soft. You got into a heated make out session very quickly. You sat down on his lap, with your hands on his neck, while his hands were gripping on your thighs, making their way up to your butt. His hands slowly went up, going underneath your shirt, all the way to the middle of your back, making you shiver and letting out a small moan. Once you pulled away from the kiss, you stood up, took his hand and lead him to your room. When he got inside, you locked the door and faced him.
“You’re sure about this?” he asked you, eager to kiss you and touch you.
You took your shirt off, and kissed him roughly before pulling away and smirking.
“I hope this was convincing enough.”
Paul smirked and licked his bottom lip before telling you to jump. You did as he said and wrapped your legs around his waist. He got to your bed and put you down so he could take off his shirt. He wasn’t that beef, but he wasn’t skinny either. He took off his pants and so did you, leaving you both in your underwear. He was standing up at the end of your bed and you were on your knees in the middle of your bed.
“Prepare yourself.”, he said with his cocky smile, making you smirk and bite your bottom lip.
“Why?”, you asked.
“Because nobody will ever fuck you as good as I will.”
Your jaw slightly dropped. It made you even more excited than you were. Paul climbed on the bed, took you by your waist and laid you down on your back. He started to kiss your neck while his free hand was underneath your panties.
Paul chuckled and you knew why. Your panties were soaked. You didn’t care though, his fingers were doing wonders and in that moment, you knew he was right.
You had no doubt about it, but now you really knew that nobody would ever fuck you as good as him and you didn’t want the night to end.
A/N: So this is going to be the last part unfortunately! I don’t have that much inspiration anymore and I feel like if I add more, I’m just going to ruin it! I hope you guys enjoy this and enjoyed the story as much as I enjoyed writing it!
Embry cleared his throat and tried to act like he was indifferent towards you.
“What do you want to talk about?”, he calmly asked you.
You let out a heavy sigh before saying what you were thinking.
“Ok, I might be delusional, but hear me out. I don’t want you to say something, just listen.”, you paused as you looked at him. Embry nodded for you to continue. It was now your turn to clear your throat.
“I did something with you that I never did with anyone before. I guess the reason why it happened is because, well I think you’re cute. But the reason why I appreciate you the way I do, is because of what you told me about yourself. I’ve never connected this way with anyone before, which is why I got mad at you at the beach. To you, it was just a one night stand.” you paused and started to look down at your feet.
You honestly wanted to slap your face. ‘Why the heck am I pouring my heart out like this to a guy who doesn’t give two shits about me? I’m being cringey right now. I need to stop, but I can’t. I want closure because I’m leaving tomorrow.’ you said to yourself.
“And to me, it was more than that. I don’t even know why I feel like this because I don’t know you that much. I can’t help it, that’s how I feel. It’s a shame it’s not reciprocal, but I’ll deal with it. And anyway, you won’t see me anymore because I leave tomorrow.”, you paused “Unless one day in the future, you come at Jacob’s and find me there.” you stopped talking and cringed at yourself. You didn’t even know if what you said made any sense. You were just throwing him a few thoughts on how you felt.
“Okay, you know what? Let’s just stop this right here. There’s no point. See you one day.” you forced a smile as you quickly glanced at him, then turned around, making your way to Jacob’s car. Embry then called your name, making you stop and turn back around. He walked closer to you before he started to talk.
“I didn’t know you felt that way. Jared convinced me that- Nevermind. All you need to know, is that I thought you just wanted a one night stand. That’s why I acted indifferent towards you.” he paused and tried to lower his voice. He didn’t want his best friend to hear the whole conversation. It was already awkward enough for him to date his best friend’s sister. “I’m glad you told me how you felt. It would’ve been a shame if you left without knowing how you truly felt about this whole situation.”
It would’ve been a shame yes, but it was a shame that he didn’t imprint on you. It’s something that bothered him a lot. He connected with you on a whole other level and he liked being with you. It made him wonder why he didn’t imprint on you, or what if he was never going to imprint on someone? He didn’t have any answers for his questions, but he wanted to enjoy the moment with you. He didn’t know when he would see you again.
You smiled at yourself, slightly blushing. Embry smiled when he saw you blushing and took it as an opportunity to make you blush even more.
“Hey so, I didn’t know you thought I was handsome and that you liked me.”
You chuckled at him and stared at his eyes.
“No, now don’t get it twisted! I said I thought you werecute and that I appreciate you. Two different things.”
“Right. That’s the equivalent of 'handsome’ and 'like’ to me.” he said with a smirk.
You rolled your eyes at him, earning a chuckle from him.
“By the way, what’s this about seeing you at Jacob’s in the future?”, he asked you.
“Jacob hasn’t told you?”
“He mentionned that you were his sister, but didn’t give any details.”
“Well, he can explain to you the whole thing whenever you ask him”, you started to walk away “because unfortunately, I gotta go sleep. Tomorrow will be a long day.” you said, giving him a warm smile.
“See you tomorrow?!”
“See you tomorrow!”, you said and walked towards Jacob’s car.
—–
It was your last day volunteering and also your last day here. To your surprise, your school won the tournament. You honestly thought they didn’t stand a chance against your brother’s team.
They actually didn’t, you just didn’t know that Jacob and his friends agreed to let your team win. Jared and Paul didn’t want to, but had no other choice. It was two against three.
At the end, you congratulated your school’s team for their win and the guys for the game. You spent a little more time with Jacob and Billy considering that you were leaving in thirty minutes. Charlie was there too with Bella.
Ten minutes before you left, you said your goodbyes to your dad and Jacob. You told them that you would visit them as soon and as often as you could. You also promised to call them every month. It was a bittersweet moment. You were happy because you came here to find your dad and you did. You didn’t really want to leave. You liked it here, but you also missed your mom.
Jacob grabbed your arm and lead you away.
“Before you go, I think it’s important that you talk with someone.”
You frowned at Jacob. You already talked with Billy and him, so who was it?
Jacob kissed your cheek and gave you a big bear hug before he walked away. You turned to your left and saw Embry. A smile immediately made it’s way on your face. You quickly walked over him and gave him a tight hug.
“Promise you’ll come back soon?” he asked you. You smiled against his chest. It felt good, it was peaceful and warm. You looked up and stared directly at his eyes.
“I promise.” you paused “Now you promise you won’t forget about me that fast?”
Embry chuckled.
“I won’t.”
You stared at each other for a few minutes before sharing a sweet and passionate kiss. You were lost in the moment, lost in his arms, lost in the kiss. It was perfect. You felt like you went all the way to the moon as fireworks explosed in your stomach and butterflies flew everywhere. This was the kiss you would always remember. Even if you didn’t end up with him in the future, you would consider it as the most beautiful kiss you ever had.
You could tell he didn’t want to let go of you, to pull away from the kiss, but neither did you. The moment got ruined when your best friend interrupted you.
“Excuse me!”, she said before making you guys slowly pull away from each other. “I’m reallysorry to interrupt you guys. I reallydidn’t want to, but I couldn’t keep making coach wait on you. We really have to go.” Y/B/N gave you both an apologetic smile and walked away.
“We’ll keep in touch?” you asked Embry, earning a nod from him.
“Call me once you get home.”, you nodded at him and reluctantly walked away.
——-
-foreshadowing-
You visited Billy and Jacob whenever you could. You also stayed there during summer vacations; your mom was ok with it and was glad you found your father. You found out about the boys’ secret by being way too noisy and caught Jacob and Quil phasing.
You and Embry went out on dates and hooked up a few times. You never got into a relationship, unfortunately, but stayed friends, very close friends. Also, Embry never imprinted on anyone.
A part of him regretted that he didn’t ask you to be in a relationship with him. He did love you and you loved him too, but it was better that way. Especially because you were against the whole imprint thing and he liked it. You thought it was a forced connection. You always said that “the person you imprint on, might have never wanted to be in a relationship with you or probably didn’t even like you. They probably imagined their lives with someone else and everything changed because of that. It’s unfair.” The whole Leah, Sam and Emily situation made your dislike towards it stronger.
Embry and you joked saying that if both of you didn’t get married or were in a relationship by your 30, you would marry each other. Unfortunately for him, you fell in love with someone else at the age of 23.
You were still friends with Embry and he had no hard feelings. One thing was for sure though, you both knew that even if you never got into a real relationship, you were each other’s first love and the best teen romance you could ever have.
A/N: Sorry for the not so happy ending! I wanted to do things differently for once, I hope you guys still enjoyed it!
“A one night stand? That’s what it was to you?” you asked him. You were boiling inside. How could he have thought that?
“Yeah”, he shrugged.
-Flashback to after you spent the night together-
Embry and Jared had patrol together. Embry started thinking about the night he spent with you, which made Jared abruptly stop running.
“Dude stop! I don’t want to know what happened.”
“My bad.”, Embry said to his friend. They both stopped running and phased back to their human forms. They put their clothes back on and walked to Sam and Emily’s.
“Wait, so you had sex with Y/N!?” Jared asked Embry with a smirk on his face.
Embry sighed before a small smile came up on his lips. “Yeah”
Jared laughed at his friend and playfully punched his shoulder.
“Damn, Call! It’s your second one night stand, how does it feel?”
Embry frowned and stopped walking, making Jared stop and look back to face him.
“One night stand? Who said anything about this being a one night stand? It’s more than that!” he asked confused.
“Bro, what do you mean it’s more than that?” He asked, frowning, “Do I need to remind you that she’s not from here? She leaves once the tournament is over and you’re never going to see her again! Plus, do you really think she thought that this would be more than a one night stand?”
Embry looked at his feet, he was questioning everything. He wondered if you were being real with him or if you just did all that and faked your interest in him just to get him to sleep with you. He shook his head from right to left.
“Nah, I don’t think she would do that. What happened could become something real.”
“Bro,seriously?”, Jared asked slightly annoyed. “Don’t be delusional. Why else would she do that if she’s staying for a few days only?!” Jared paused before speaking again, “And please, you saw her once. You can’t know if this will be the start of something real and you don’t even know her!”
Embry stayed quiet as he looked away.
“Unless you tell me that you feel that way because you imprinted on her!”, Jared said, raising his voice with excitement.
“Ugh shut up will you!?”
-End of flashback-
You wanted to insult him. You wanted to tell him how shitty he was. That he was stupid and a fuckboy, but you couldn’t.
“Well then, I have nothing else to say to you.”, you walked past him, making sure your shoulder would bump into his. You kept walking away, but stopped to look back at him. He was staring right at you.
“You know what? It’s a shame you’re such a dick.”, you turned around and walked away. Once you arrived next to the others, you told your best friend you had to leave. She didn’t want to, but you convinced her.
—–
It was now the third day you were volunteering. Your school’s team was in the semi final and you were excited. Thankfully they weren’t playing against the school’s team so you weren’t going to see Embry.
After the game, Jacob came up to you while pushing your dad’s wheelchair. After greeting you, Billy invited you over his house for the supper. He wanted to spend some time with two of his kids and wanted to get to know you. You got very excited about it and once the time to go to his house came around, Jacob came to get you. You had a smile plastered on your face the whole ride.
The night started well and you were wondering what Billy made for supper. Once the table was settled, the three of you sat down on the table. To your surprise, Billy’s cooking skills were wonderful. The food was delicious- better than your mom’s and that surprised you.
“You like it?” Billy asked you as he took a bite of his food.
You swallowed your food and nodded.
“Yes. It’s delicious.”, you said smiling.
“Oh now his ego will rise up to the moon.” Jacob said with a small smile.
“What can I say, son. Talent runs in my blood.”
The three of you chuckled, then Billy became serious.
“I know you’re leaving tomorrow night when the tournament is over, but I just want to tell you that you are always welcomed here. You can come home whenever you want. You don’t need my permission.”, he said staring at your eyes.
Your heart felt full and so warm. You felt so blessed for being able to find your dad, have supper with him and being accepted by him after all these years. Things could have turned out so differently.
“Thank you so much. I really appreciate it.” you paused, “I just have to ask my mom’s permission though, but I don’t think she will forbid me to come see you.”
Your dad nodded, whispering ‘of course’.
“I’m going to give you my number and Jacob’s, so you can call us whenever you want. I want us all to keep in touch.”
—-
While Jacob was driving you to school, a question kept popping in your head. You didn’t know if it was a good idea to ask, but you did anyways.
“Is Embry a fuckboy?”, you abruptly asked him.
'Yeah that definitely did not sound right.“
Jacob laughed at you.
’'What!? No, why?”
“I know it’s probably a guy code and you can’t answer the next question I’m going to ask, but does he do a lot of one night stands?”
Jacob was so confused, so lost, that normally you would’ve laughed at his facial expression, but since you were upset with that situation, you didn’t.
“Why are you asking?”, he glanced at you before looking at the road again.
“Does he like to hurt girls? Does he like to use girls? Does he like to make girls feel like shit? Does he-” Jacob interrupted you as he rose his right hand up beside your face.
“Woah there!” he put down his right hand back on the wheel “Slow down with these questions.” he chuckled and glanced at you again. “I don’t get why you’re asking all of these questions, but all I can say is that he is a nice guy.”
You scoffed at him.
“Right.” you said rolling your eyes.
“What would you know? I’ve known him all my life.”
Silence filled the car before realization hit Jacob.
“No freaking way.” he closed his eyes “Please don’t tell me that you and Embry got together.”
You stayed silent as you looked at your knees and that was enough for Jacob to understand that you and Embry hooked up. He clenched his jaw and tightened his grip on the wheel.
“Look, for my defense, I didn’t know you were my brother! If I had known, I wouldn’t have hooked up with him, I promise.”
Jacob let out a loud sigh. He stayed silent for a few seconds.
“I should have known.”
You frowned and scrunched your nose. You were waiting for him to keep talking. Jacob looked at you and smiled a little bit.
“He talks quite a lot about you. He does it in a subtle way, but when you know him like I do, everything becomes obvious.” he paused again, “He likes you.”
He earned another scoff from you.
“No he doesn’t.” you crossed your arms around your chest as you thought about what he told you at the beach.
“Look, I don’t know what kind of misunderstanding you guys have, but you should talk with him about it. Do it before you go.”
You nodded at him.
“Well, as much as I would want to, I can’t.”
“Why?”
“Because I’ll only see him tomorrow during the final when your school plays against my school and he’ll be playing! So there’s no time for talking. Plus, Billy will be there. It would be awkward.”
“Well, it’s a good thing I know where he lives.”
You roughly turned your head in his direction, your eyes almost popping out.
“Excuse me, what?”, he half yelled at your brother.
“We are going over to his house so you can talk.” he calmly said to you.
Your heart started to race. You were so nervous.
'What the heck am I supposed to say? I can’t say “oh well, I can’t believe you just used me for a one night stand” or “why did you act like you were interested in me? I can’t believe I was naive enough to think you wanted more than sex” I’d sound way to clingy, desperate, obsessed and pathetic. Just no, there’s no way! The only thing I want to do right now, is to punch Jacob over and over again. Why would he put me in this situation?’
Once you arrived in front of Embry’s house, you stayed in the car.
“What are you doing? Go!” Jacob said, pointing at the house.
“No! I never asked you to bring me here. I don’t want to do this.”
Jacob sighed and got out of his car. You were wondering what he was doing, until he came to your side of the vehicle, opened the door, took off your seat belt, grabbed you by the waist and put you over his shoulder like a big bag of potatoes.
“Jacob, put me down. If you don’t, I promise you, I’m-”
“Shut up. You talk too much, you won’t do anything.”
As he got in front of the door, he knocked on it and waited for Embry to open it. He put you down three seconds before his friend opened the door.
Embry’s eyes widened when he saw you. He cleared his throat before asking you a question.
“Hey! What are you guys doing here?”
You were going to tell him that you were passing by and Jacob wanted to see how he was doing, but your brother beat you to it.
“Y/N wanted to talk to you.” with that being said, he looked at you and told you that he would wait for you in the car.
You took in a deep breath before staring right in the eyes of the guy in front of you.
He’s one of the last to imprint. Out of all of them, Seth has wanted this more then anything else. In his mind, it’s the best thing to come out of the whole werewolf thing. The idea of someone out there being made to love him is just so beautiful. Seth has always been a little bit of a romantic, roses and candlelight and soulmates forever on his mind.
So he waited.
And he waited and waited and watched as his friends fell in love one by one, some with their imprints and others beyond that. And he wondered if he was ever going to have something so beautiful, something he could call his own. At night he would dream of it, building his perfect love and life in his mind as he fell asleep. The others all saw his fantasies and felt that, out of all of them, Seth deserved his dream come true the most. It was a silent thing, none of them ever brought it up.
But when Seth said a little prayer, so did they.
One day, he’ll find that the person he painted in his mind was much like the person he would one day fall in love with. How his fantasies came together to make someone so perfect, he’ll never know. But he’ll never question the miracle that is you once you’ve been found…but for now, he’s waiting and waiting…
But when he finally finds you, he’s overjoyed! You are like the sunshine breaking through the storm clouds, surrounding him with light.
It happens slowly to him.
He’s walking home with Embry and some of the others, walking a little bit ahead of the pack and lost in his own world. A flurry of voices and music playing from an MP3 players steals his attention from the daydreams and he looked up for a brief moment. Just a moment…there were a few kids he knew from Forks…and there was you. Later he would learn that you had just moved to Forks and some new friends were showing you the sights (the very few they could claim). Catching your eye, you’re so flustered by his intense and beautiful gaze that you drop something in the path without noticing. But in that moment, he knew nothing, he thought nothing. He only felt it, the most powerful emotions he’d ever experienced.
Everything stopped, the sound of babbling voices, the birdsong, everything.
Something reached into his and pulled at his heart, his soul, pulling him towards you. His imprint. Seth had found his imprint. In one brief, perfect moment, you had looked away from your friends and right at him. And you smiled. The noise in his head (the pack howling in delight and encouraging him to run after you) and Leah’s stupid, happy smile wake him up…and at once Seth is making an excuse (Leah will explain to Mom later) and running after you.
“Hey…you dropped this.”
Happily ever after starts now.
Right away, Seth is your best friend. He’s always there, always ready to help you or just hang out, whatever you need, he’s there. It’s so sweet how much he just wants to make you happy, holding onto every smile you share with him. Seth doesn’t want to make you move too quickly into something you’re not ready for, he knows that this whole thing is crazy. After all, he’s a wolf, you’re his soulmate, and you’re both just figuring all of this out and getting to know one another.
So he’s taking it slow.
He wants to know you more then anything else. So Seth will watch your favorite movies and read your favorite books. He makes a playlist of the music you listen to and looks for pieces of you hidden within the lyrics. For you it’s slow but for Seth it’s something quick and powerful. He’s falling and falling hard for you, too scared to say a damn thing. In time, you’re becoming friends and telling each other everything. Seth finds it easy to open up to you, whispering all of the things he’s never told anyone in your ear.
And you can tell him things too, everything and anything. One night you told him that he was the only one you felt so bonded to before and he takes so much pride in that.
“I’m here for you, Y/N, I’ll always will be.”
But in time, he wants to be so much more. The emotions that tie Seth to you are powerful and he isn’t sure what to make of them…he’s not even really sure when the feelings start to shift…but they do. Just little things at first.
Like how pretty your eyes are (the color of your eyes become his very favorite).
And how perfect everything is when you’re with him, even the basic stuff like running errands and doing homework. How can you make something so mundane feel like magic?
And how his heart goes wild when you whisper in his ear.
Seth is laying in bed one night, dreaming and yet awake at the same time…he’s dreaming of you.
He’s done it before but this dream is something different…it’s more real somehow. In the dream, you’re running in the sunlight forest, laughing and moving in the golden light and calling to him. Seth runs as wolf, weaving in between moss-smothered trees, but comes to you as a man. And just as he embraces you, just as he’s about to kiss you…he wakes up.
His lips are on fire. His heart is going wild. And just like that, Seth realizes that he’s fallen in love with you.
“Oh…oh.”
Luckily, you want him too. If you’d loved someone else, Seth would have swallowed the heartbreak and respected that…thank god that you feel the same! It isn’t hard to love Seth. He’s sweet and kind hearted, a little bit of fire burning beneath a sweet exterior.
You loved him at once.
But the thing is, both of you keep dancing around it, unable to speak of your (very, very mutual) feelings. He’s afraid that it would be too much for you to handle (because nobody really expects their boyfriend to be a freaking werewolf), you’re afraid that he might not really want you (because what if his feelings are forced by some supernatural whatever when yours are so, so real)…and honestly, everyone is getting pretty damn sick of it.
The pack is constantly listening to him moon over you, Jacob and Embry trying to encourage him to speak up.
But it’s Quil that gives him the final push.
They’re all hanging out and he says (only joking and Seth knows that) that if Seth doesn’t ask you out, he might. It’s a joke. Just a joke. But inside Seth is burning with jealousy, the feeling so powerful that it’s almost suffocating. He nearly shifted then and there but held back enough at the thought of you. And just like that he’s ditching the bonfire and running to your house, ignoring the hoard of voices in his head. The old tree outside of your window can barely hold him and, with his hulking form, Seth is in no way graceful. But he climbs it and knocks on your window, watching as you appear in the dark.
“Seth?” you whisper as the window slides open.
“I really,” he almost falls, catching himself on the windowsill. “Y/N, I really like you.”
“I really like you too.”
“Cool.”
And then he was kissing you, hand cupping your cheek as he clambered through the window. Together you fall to the bed, Seth on top of you and losing himself in your lips.
The boy goes ALL OUT on the first date. He asks Sue and Leah for advice, borrows Jake’s car, and spends the whole drive talking himself up. He’s got what he thinks is a foolproof plan: dinner, movie, then the scenic route home.
There’s an outdoor movie theater that plays old movies in the summer.
He packs a picnic of your favorite foods and picks you up. The old car is filled with excited, fluttering tension as you drive down the quiet road. His hands are on the steering wheel (but he wishes he was holding you) and there’s a song playing softly. The movie playing is “The Shop Around the Corner” because his mom told him to go for romance.
But in all honesty, neither of you are paying much attention to the movie.
You’re too busy talking and laughing, paying more attention to each other then you do to the screen. He may have brought your favorite snacks but you brought his too, pulling them from your backpack with a grin. The movie is over before you know it and Seth is taking you home. Seth is burning and you’re moving closer, your hand just barely brushing against his…and just like that, he’s taking your hand and holding you tight. He never lets go through the night, driving you home through the empty roads. Moonlight is spun through the trees like spiderwebs, silver and lovely. The music is a bit louder, some cheesy love song crooning on.
His hand in on your thigh, the rough pad of his thumb tracing circles and you’re smiling at the touch of him.
Seth is a caller, not a texter. He prefers to hear your voice, the sound of you is just so…comforting. It’s funny, really. No matter how upset he is, no matter how bad his day has been, a single word from you brings him back up.
“Seth?”
He had called you in the middle of the night and you had picked up at once, almost as though you had sensed how badly he needed you.
“Can you just talk? Just for a little while…”
Always. You always have time for him. And all he wants is to hear your voice so you pick up a book from your nightstand and begin to read to him. The night passes slowly. Seth watches the moon from his bedroom window as he holds onto your voice like his lifeline. You’re the only things keeping him together.
“But a blackbird singing undisturbed in the outskirts of the wood, showed that there was nothing alarming there, and in the other direction, along the brook, all was plain to be seen, empty and quiet. The warren was at peace…”
He has a playlist “Y/N”. Most of the songs are ones that remind him of you, songs and bands that you like and have mentioned to him. Others are songs that were playing at important moments to him.
Light up the Sky by Yellowcard, when he first saw you. It had been playing on that crappy, half-broken MP3 player and his hearing was keen enough to hear it. After that day, it’s one of his favorite songs. Whenever he hears it, the happiness he feels infects the whole pack.
“Let me light up the sky, light it up for you. Let me tell you why I would die for you.”
Realize by Colbie Caillat as he was driving you home. It’s late and you’re both way past curfew…but you’re snuggled against him half-asleep and, damn it, he never wants tonight to end.
“If you just realize what I just realized then we’d be perfect for each other…”
Here in my Heart by Plus One when he snuck over one night because he was missing you. You were up and writing in your journal, music playing quietly as Seth stumbled in and lay by your side all night long.
“Your kiss and your touch I’ll never forget ‘cause you’re as close as my very next breath.”
You don’t find the playlist until a few years later, it’s grown into an endless stream of songs by then. All different genres and none of them going quite well together and yet…they fit. It’s a little map of your love story and it helps Seth. It comforts him in a way that he cannot properly explain to anyone, not even himself. When things get hard, he presses play and reminds himself of the most important thing on earth: he is loved.
Little known Seth facts:
He’s an artist. He’s actually crazy talented, mostly sketching for a long time but later (after he phases because he needed an outlet) getting into painting and wood carving. His artwork is something of van Gogh, bright colors blending together to create beautiful landscapes and portraits. He paints the forest, his mother’s hands and sister’s smile, the sun and the moon, wildflowers…and you. More then anything, Seth paints and sketches and sculpts you.
Meet the world’s worst singer. Seth can dance pretty well but his voice? Terribly, horribly, awfully off-key. He cannot sing at all but does that stop him? Nope! He sings in the early morning, coffee brewing as he makes breakfast. Leah stumbles out of bed, mumbling for him to shut his mouth (and he only sings louder, his mother joining in) as he flips a lopsided pancake.
And you sit in the sunshine, watching him and wondering how one person could be so, so lovely.
*this is mostly a joke because Booboo Stewart is an AMAZING singer and I would love to see him play a really bad singer for a laugh.
But he’s actually a good guitarist. His dad had an old guitar (from his younger days, claiming that he romanced his wife with the old Dreadnought) and gave it to Seth, who taught himself to play. On lazy days he’ll strum away for a while, music filling the house.
The day is growing late.
Sunlight slips away slowly, darkening the world.
Seth is sitting on the porch, the windows to the house opened to let the fresh air in. He can hear his mother and sister talking softly and they can hear him playing on of Harry’s favorite songs. And you’re sitting beside him, watching his fingers pluck away at silver strings and thinking that he’s some kind of magic.
He has moles and freckles all over. On his arms, his knees, a scattered constellation on his back. You love to touch every little piece, fingers wandering over his skin as he grins at the gentle feeling of you. Sometimes, when it’s just the two of you in his room and he’s laying on his chest, you’ll kiss the stars on his back and, god, it feels so wonderful.
“Y/N…”
If you’re alone (and his mother’s nowhere near), Seth will almost always be shirtless around you, in hopes that you’ll run your fingers over his smooth skin and count the constellations scattered across him (he puts a shirt on when his mother is there because he’s so easily flustered).
You both ask each other to be boyfriend/girlfriend. The relationship has been going pretty steady by now.
You’ve been going on dates, meeting each other friends and family, the works…but you haven’t confirmed it yet. You haven’t said those two little words that have been lingering on both of your minds:
Girlfriend/boyfriend.
But one night he’s driving you home and you both go something on your mind and tangled in your tongue. In the end, you both just blurt it out together before answering…and falling apart into laughter.
“Do you wanna be my boyfriend/girlfriend?”
“Yes!”
He makes you a promise bracelet once you’re official. Seth has been working on the bracelet for weeks, making sure it was perfect. It’s braided of dark brown leather, a wooden wolf charm hanging from it.
He’s practically SHAKING as he hands it to you, hoping that you’ll like it. And you do, oh, you love that little bracelet!
After he first puts it around your wrist, you rarely take it off. The little wolf is always with you, watching over you even Seth cannot. He loves the sight of it, knowing that the bracelet is a symbol of love. It is a promise to love you and protect you, forever and always. Sometimes, when he holds your hand, the wooden wolf brushes against him and he smiles.
Seth will say “I love you” first. Because he’s been saying it all of the time though you could not hear it.
When he first saw you and was all at once compelled by a tidal wave of emotion, he loved you already but didn’t know it (his mother did, recognizing that sweet smile on her son’s face as he told her about you).
When he first touched you, the feeling of your skin against his so sweet and warm and bright. It was sunlight and it was perfect.
When he first kissed you, messy and unprepared, but so impossibly happy.
He never wants to rush you into things, always taking your feelings in consideration. Seth, above all things, wants you to be happy, comfortable, and respected. So for a long time, the I love you’s stay silent, the words never leaving his lips…but finally, he can’t hold it back anymore. It’s been a hard day. He snuck away again (his mom always knows when he does, unbeknownst to him, and stays up until he comes back) and is in your bed, head on your heart as you run your fingers through his hair.
You’re the one. The one who knows, the one who listens, the one who holdshim just like this and makes it all better. Seth isn’t thinking when he says it. He’s so upset and lately, it’s been coming so naturally to him, it just slips out in a mumbled voice.
“I love you, Y/N…”
And when you say it, he thinks he’s gonna die of happiness. Yeah, of course HE loves YOU but there is no certainty that you would ever say it back. His bond were made in a moment, yours had to be made over time, bit by bit. And as you’re holding him, he hears your heartbeat grow wild…and Seth realizes what he just said.
I love you, I love you, I love you, Y/N…
Sitting up, Seth is a little freaked out and a little happy, worried that it’s all too much for you. His dark eyes are wide with worry…but that all goes away when you smile, cupping his face in your hands.
“I love you too,” you whisper softly.
And then he’s kissing you like he never has before, all of the emotion he’s been holding back bursts forth in a wave of fire. He’s not going anywhere. All night Seth with stay in your arms, kissing you and holding you and whispering those once silent words in between.
“I love you, I love you, I love you…”
After that, he never holds it back.
He likes going on walks with you, particularly when it’s sunny. There’s no destination in mind, he just wants to hang out with you. So he takes your hand and walks off into the sunshine so happy to be with you.
Sometimes you take a backpack full of snacks and books, finding a little nook in the sun-dappled flowers and reading the day away.
Sometimes he takes his guitar and plays you love songs.
And sometimes the rain spoils your fun, stuffing books into backpacks and taking each other’s hands. You’re laughing, running through the rain and holding onto one another so tight. Stumbling to the Clearwater home, there’s silver raindrops in his long hair and Seth is falling against the doorway, hands on your hips as he pulls you into him. In a moment, you’ll have tea and cookies Leah made…but right now, he just wants to kiss you.
And he does.
Seth will kiss you in the rain or shine or the shade, your lips welcoming him home time and time again…like he was made just for this.
The pack loves the way he loves you. Seth is sort of everyone’s favorite in the pack, everyone’s little brother. They love him and when they see and feel how happy you make him, they begin to love you too.
Leah loves you already. The delight that pours out of Seth is contagious and, while she likes you, she won’t let on…she’s worried about her baby brother getting hurt. But you quickly earn your place in the pack and the Clearwater home, so obviously enamored with Seth. She doesn’t have to read your mind to know that you love him too.
“So…what do think?”
“I think she’s perfect.”
Quil and Embry love to gently tease. After all, you’re practically their little sister now (and Quil always wanted a sister). So they tease you and chase you and, if Seth’s not there, step up as your protectors.
“Aw, look at the lovebirds!”
Jacob is always willing to lend Seth his car for date nights. After all, the kid needs a ride and, well, Jacob just loves love. And if Seth is scared or confused or in need of advice, Jacob is right there to guide him through it all.
Plenty of late nights will be spent on the beach, the packs and their imprints settled around a blazing fire. His arm is wrapped around you, holding you close as you rest half-asleep on his chest…and they all can see the purest love and joy on Seth’s face, hearing the loving thoughts in his mind. Out of all of them, Seth is most worthy of happily ever after.
Leah imprinted first and it has been…awkward. Of course Seth is so happy for his favorite person (so, so happy) but, well, there’s a lot he doesn’t want to think about.
A LOT.
It’s something they don’t speak about. But once he finds you, the awkwardness slips away. He’s so focused on you that his sister’s intrusive thoughts fade from his mind, the both of them basking in the glow of never-ending happiness. You and Leah’s imprint tend to spend a lot of time together. In the beginning, it’s mostly just association. Seth and Leah often patrol together and the two of you start spending those nights waiting up with them together.
But in time it becomes a true friendship.
You two become the Clearwater protection squad and Seth LOVES that…he catches you vehemently defending Leah when someone referred to her as a “frigid bitch” and silently cheered you on the whole time.
Speaking of, he really wants Leah to like you. She was always concerned about her brother daring/imprinting, because he’s so soft and sweet and he takes things so damn hard. Their dad’s death hit him hard and, as sunny as he is, Seth’s been having a rough time.
There’s a sadness lingering in his eyes, like shadows in the sun, and she can see it. She always sees it and she always feels that guilt, no matter how many times Seth says that it isn’t her fault.
But then you come and he’s happier then he has ever been, just the way Leah was when she found her imprint. The two stayed up late the night he found you, Seth babbling on and on about how excited/nervous/happy he was and Leah just soaking up his glow. She’s been rooting for the two of you since day one…though she dis gently vet you.
Just to make sure.
Double dates with the pack couples (particularity Jared and Kim). The pack hangs out on the regular but, when they separate into smaller groups, Seth enjoys a double date. It started when you and Kim became friends, bonding during the late nights spent waiting and watching movies together. In time, your hanging out pulled Seth and Jared into it. So sometimes you hang out together.
Camping trips and hangouts out the beach happen often.
But more then anything else, the four of you watch movies together. The couples take turns picking the movies. Jared likes action flicks and Kim likes romcons, Seth has a love for fantasy films. You meet at somebody’s place, eat snacks, and just chill out. Sometimes another pairing will come along, Leah or Embry bring their own imprints. But mostly it’s just you guys goofing off and being happy. He and Jared didn’t hang out much before because, well, they didn’t have a lot in common. But Seth thinks he’s cool and Jared think Seth’s funny and in time, they are pretty close too.
Truthfully, Seth likes normal moments like this…he doesn’t get enough of them.
The most. Supportive. Boyfriend. Ever. Seriously, Seth believes in you and supports you and loves you so, so much. He thinks that you are AMAZING and believes that you are capable of everything and anything. But he shows support is very soft, sweet ways.
Making you tea or coffee when you’re studying or working on a project, sneaking your favorite snacks in your bag, writing you little notes to find and packing you a lunch.
He’ll text you to check in and is always there to cheer you on!
But he’s also there to pick you up too, running you a bath or making you dinner when you’ve a had a long day and need someone to put you back together again.
“I got you, babe.”
He has this way of just…sensing whenever you’re upset and need him. It’s his spidey sense. And once the alarm bells go off, Seth is at your side and doing whatever it takes to make things right.
Be there for him too. Seth is going through a lot and, while he remains the same sunny soul he has always been, there’s a lot more to him then that.
So let him vent to you when he’s angry, comfort him when he cries, let him come to you when he needs you more then ever. You’ll know when he is coming (you just know, like you’re soul senses his own) and you welcome him with open arms as he climbs through your window. He my rant or cry but most of the time…he just wants to hold you. Seth collapses in your arms perfectly, resting his head on your heart and just holding on tight.
Let him.
And cheer him on, bake his favorite desserts and sneak him candy (boy’s got a major sweet tooth), call him before he goes on patrol and let him fall into sleep as you read to him softly.
He needs to be put back together too sometimes.
If you’re ever sick/hurt, he is your personal nurse. He will take care of you so sweetly, fluffing pillows and taking temperatures, making you cups of soothing tea and staying with you as often as he can.
He actually really loves this.
Seth is by nature a nurturing person, he likes to take care of those he is close to. So he might baby you a little bit but it’s just his way of expressing love. But for himself, he’s the exact opposite, always insisting that he is fine (no, he is not) and that he can handle it (no, he can’t). You’re going to have to force your hand and, well, Seth can never say no to you.
“But sweetheart-”
“No.”
“…Yes, ma’am.”
He’s low key whipped (which Quil so often informs him of) but no one can deny the smile on his face when you fluff his pillows and make him tea and bring him movies to watch.
Eventually, he has to stop borrowing cars (either his mom’s, Leah’s or Jacob’s) and gets his own. It’s an old blue pickup, a little rusty and in need to some TLC, but Seth loves it already! He names it Big Blue and gets to work right away, Jacob helping him fix it up.
But Seth keeps it a secret.
You don’t have a car either and you usually walk home after work/school, Seth often keeping you company. One day as you’re walking home, you’ll hear the rumble of an old engine and music playing…and you’ll see a beat up pickup rumbling down the road, Seth smiling behind the wheel. The window rolls down and he leans out with a goofy grin.
“Need a ride?”
You hop right in and, from then on, Big Blue is a big part of your lives. He’ll last for decades, holding on a lot longer then most old trucks.
You’re his lockscreen. It’s a bit of a blurry pic but it’s his favorite picture in the world. The sun is setting behind you in a brilliant display of color, streaks of lilac and pink and sky blue swirling as the last rays of sunlight stream forth…you’re laughing about something, hair tangled and hands half-over your mouth.
He took it without you knowing and you don’t find out until later. Seth is a little embarrassed but you assure him that it’s okay.
“I just miss you sometimes and need to see you…”
You understand that, you miss Seth too. And so you pull our your phone and ask him to smile…the picture of him is perfect, you set it as your own lockscreen immediately. That way, missing each other is a little bit better. Sometimes at night, when you can’t fall asleep together, he’ll take out his phone and look at you until his eyes are heavy and he’s drifting into dreams again…
Of course he dreams of you.
He loves when you send him random pics. Sometimes of yourself (wearing a new outfit, smiling sweetly, goofing off with Kim and Rachel) but also pictures of the world around you. Little plants and flowers growing from concrete cracks, butterflies taking a rest and birds perched on bare branches.
Sometimes you play a game, taking a picture of a cloud and asking what he thinks it might be. Seth, of course, will have the cutest answers.
“It’s a butterfly, a dog, no, it’s Superman!”
Really, he just likes these little pieces of your life. Pictures of fireflies in the twilight and snowflakes in your hair, random chalk drawings on the sidewalk and the colorful stain that it leaves after a rainfall. He saves every one of them, looking at them whenever he’s thinking of you. And he thinks of you a lot. One day, when you have a home together, Seth will print out his favorites and put them all over the bedroom wall.
That way he can have you forever and ever.
Seth calls you honey or sweetheart. It’s perfect for you: sweet and golden, like the sweetness and light you’ve given him. You’re his honey, honeybee, honey-girl. But he’ll also call you sweetheart, the name falling from his lips so naturally. It isn’t until a year of being together that he finally figures out why.
His mother had heard him call you that when he was up late on the phone, a bittersweet smile on her face. And then he remembers that “sweetheart” is what his dad used to call her. It felt natural because it was what he grew up hearing, his mother giggling as his father kisses her neck in the kitchen. And all at once he’s mourning again.
At once he comes to you, spending the night holding you tight and missing his dad more then anything else. It’s hurts and you hate to see him hurting…so you just stay with him, a reminder of the good that has come out of this.
“Can I just stay a little while?”
And the answer is always yes.
Your heart and arms and lips are his home. In time, he’ll be able to say it naturally again and the hurt will fade…and you’ll always be his sweetheart.
You call him baby (or wolfie when you want to tease him). He loves it when you coo baby softly, leaning against him as you sit hand in hand. The beach is empty and cold and you’re huddling against him for warmth.
“Baby, we gotta get going…”
You both know that. And yet neither of you are moving an inch, watching the tide lap against the beach. The star is full of stars tonight, burning like a thousand silver suns. Soon, he thinks, soon he’ll take you home…he has to. You’re half-asleep on his chest, softly sighing and calling him baby again. And he’s smiling, so happy right now.
And he loves it when you call him wolfie in a teasing tone, biting and kissing his neck as he laughs breathlessly.
“Come ‘ere, wolfie.”
Big Blue is parked off the road, hidden in a nook in the trees for a little more privacy. There’s some song playing and Seth is leaning against the worn leather seats, shirt off and long hair tangled as you run your fingers through it. He’s drunk on your lips and lost in your voice, hands wandering over your jeans and squeezing. You whisper his name and just like that he’s growling, wild and beautiful, and pulling you into a kiss.
“Seth!”
He likes that one best of all.
He talks to you about his dad. How horrible that night was, how much he misses him, how sad all of them were. But the worst part for Seth is that he never got to tell Harry about you…and you never got to meet him.
And that sucks.
He never told his mom, but Seth visits his dad’s grave a lot. He just goes there and talks to him, telling Harry about his life and what he’s going through and how much he misses him. He told him all about you, how amazing you are and how much he loves you…how he thinks that Harry would have liked you a lot.
One day he’ll take you there, maybe when you’re getting married, and tell his dad about happy and how sad he is. He never stops missing his dad or thinking about that terrible night (but he never blames Leah either, she already blames herself for it). Instead, he tries to focus on the sweet instead of the bitter and tells you all about the amazing man you never knew.
“I wish you could be there and that you could know her…in a way, you do but you know what I mean. I really love her, Dad…and you would too.”
Beach dates. Sometimes, it’s with the pack or with Kim and Jared, but Seth likes it best of all when it’s just the two of you. There’s an old flannel blanket he brings along, a red stain in the corner (from Leah spilling kool-aid when they were kids) and some old rips here and there. He loves that blanket. So he brings it along with a backpack full of snacks.
You’ll spend the day goofing off, swimming, and just chilling out.
He likes lazy days on the beach, laying in sun with you. You think him so pretty in the sunlight, gold melting over his skin and alight in his eyes.
And you spend all damn day kissing him, just ‘cause he’s so damn beautiful.
Movie dates. Well, actually, TV night dates. Seth likes the long game, waiting for every episode and discussing theories and favorite characters and the like. As much as he enjoys movies (particularly horror films, with Embry, or movie nights with you), he prefers a good show.
He likes animated show like Gravity Falls, The Owl House, Over the Garden Wall, and Avatar the Last Airbender. But he also likes Grimm and Murder, She Wrote.
Popping some popcorn and grabbing some blankets, the two of you settle down and watch a few episodes together. Seth cuddles close and keeps you warm, an arms wrapped around your shoulders and your head on his chest. He loves quietly discussing the plot lines with you…but more then that, he loves when you fall asleep in his arms.
Camping dates. Seth loves to camp, hike, hunt, and fish! He has ever since he was little, his dad used to take him into the forest. It’s been a while since he’s gone, he was either too busy or too sad to go…but when he decides to head into the wild, he asks you to come with him.
There’s a little spot where he wants to take you.
It’s a clearing tucked between the trees, shadowy trees wrapped around in a protective circle. But in that clearing there is light, sunshine and starlight and fireflies dancing in the dark. There’s an old tent set up beneath the boughs of a tree, a fallen log not so far away. Seth built a fire there. Leaning against the log with you, you’re just staring into the cracking fire and listening to his heart. Seth takes your hand, fingers intertwining with your own.
“What are you think about?” you wondered aloud.
“Just about how happy I am.”
“Me too, wolfie.”
And you’re kissing him again and he’s falling into you, forgetting all about the rest of the world as your lips cover his.
Bonfires with the pack. There’s nothing like sitting with your friends by the fire and telling scary stories…but it’s even better with your arm around the love of your life!
Paul knows the best stories (he loves freaking you guys out), Quil tells all kinds of jokes, and everyone brings plenty of snacks. All night they feed the fire, golden flames dancing in the darkness, as they tell stories. Leah doesn’t talk much, preferring to listen. Same with Embry and often Jacob. And Seth just likes being with all of the people he loves.
No danger, no fighting, no drama.
Just happiness. You shiver as the cool night air bites into you and Seth, not really needing it, gives you his hoodie.
In a little while, you’ll slip away together and he’ll take you home, taking the long way just to spend a little more time with you. He holds your hand and smiles at the touch of you, his heart racing…and his friends howling in his head, teasing him endlessly.
And he doesn’t even care, he’s that in love.
The ultimate romantic aka Seth Clearwater. He brings you flowers, burns you CDs, leaves little notes where he knows you will find them! He always touching you, kissing you, telling you how much you mean to him!
Everything…you mean everything to him.
And he likes to show it in those sweet, simple ways. He’ll give you his jacket when it’s cold out, always make sure to walk you home, buy your favorite candy and make you coffee/tea in the morning. Every second of everyday he spends it trying to express his love for you. You are, after all, the best part of his life.
Here’s a fact: you will never be able to beat him in regards to gift giving. He’s the best at it, plain and simple, and always gives the most AMAZING gifts.
“Do you like it?”
“I love it! I love you, Seth.”
But be romantic for him too! He deserves to get as much as he gives! Give him seeds to plant in his garden and paints when he’s running low, draw him little pictures, leave replies to his notes hidden inside of his pockets; run around hand through his hair, kiss his shoulders and neck, tell him how much you adore him!
Heneeds it too.
Sometimes he worries that this is all too much for you, that he’s too much…and he’s afraid that you’ll leave.
So you prove him wrong.
You learn all the little little things about Seth, the way he likes his coffee (you make for him the morning after patrol, when the tiredness keeps him in bed a little longer) and all of the songs he loves (there’s a playlist just for him and you play it when he comes over for dinner). And when he’s falling apart, you put him back together piece by piece.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, sweetheart…I’m okay. You made it better.”
And you always do.
He likes odd food combinations: ice cream and french fries, bacon dipped in peanut butter, potato chips crushed over chocolate ice cream, popcorn and marshmallows mixed into a delightfully gooey mess.
It’s something that Leah has always teased him a bit for. But Seth loves it too much to stop and you’re sure to keep him well stocked.
You buy frozen fries when you pick up ice cream and keep bags of mini-marshmallows in the pantry. You have all the little odds and ends of his strange combinations and Seth loves that! It just makes him smile so much, even though you’re just telling him that there’s pickles in the fridge and bacon in the freezer.
Because you know him and you love him, even with all of his weirdness,
And he loves the weird stuff about you too, so don’t worry. He never tease about quirks, just loves all of the little bits of you.
Seth loves to be complimented but not just about his appearance, other stuff is better. After all, he’s more then just a pretty face! He’s also smartandcreativeandkind and he loves it when you focus on who he is rather then how he looks.
Complimenting his paintings! In fact, you liked one of his pieces so much that he gave it to you (one of the first gifts he ever gave you) as a gift. The next time he comes over, he sees that you’ve positioned it so you can look at the painting as you fall asleep and as soon as you wake up…and he freaking LOVES that.
Listening to him play music! He does dabble in original music but you’re one of the few who not only know that but who get to hear it too.
Telling him how much you love him! He loves hearing how smart you think he is and how cool/funny/kind/sweet/crazy/perfect he is to you. The swelling in his chest and smile on his face cannot be ignored, your words repeating in his head.
It just makes him feel so good…but something you really love about Seth is how kind he is, always going out of his way to bring others some happiness. And when you tell him that he makes the dark world a brighter place, his heart just soars! Of course you’re right and everyone agrees…but he still likes hearing it.
He loves that he can be totally honest with you. Yes, Seth is a sweetheart with the kindest mind and a heart of gold, but he’s not always happy. He’s angry, hurting, sad, jealous, and more…and he can tell you about it.
And he really likes that!
Because sometimes the boy needs to vent or cry or rant about something. Sometimes he gets mad over something stupid or jealous for no reason and some night he just really misses his dad. But no matter what, you are always there for him, weathering it out. And when the angry storm fades away into brilliant sunlight, he knows you’ll be there to enjoy it with him.
“You know I’m here for you…always am.”
A healthy relationship allows for the expression of emotions, even the “not so great” feelings that we all try to ignore.
Speaking of, he can be a bit jealous. But he handles it super well. He knows that the two of you are rock solid and that the green monster is whispering nothing but lies…but still.
It kind of sucks.
So if he’s feeling left out or insecure, he tells you and the two of you talk it through. It helps him so, so much. Seth isn’t the kind of guy who would try to tell you what to where, where to go, and who you can or cannot hang out with (Leah would literally KILL him for it, if his mother didn’t get to him first), hell no! He doesn’t own you! But sometimes he feels insecure and you guys gotta talk about it.
And it always makes him feel better.
Mostly, it’s just the wolf rearing its head in an ugly way (they all have to deal with it) and you both know that but talking it out feels pretty good.
“I want you, I’m here with you, and I love you.”
“I know, I know…but could I hear it again?”
“I love you, Seth Clearwater.”
When Seth has a bad day, he comes to you. There’s a safe feeling about you, like a little light in the darkness. You reach out to him and he follows, feeling his safest when he is with you. But what’s really crazy is how you just KNOW.
Whenever he sneaks over but forgets to to text, your window is already unlocked.
And you always have little things to cheer him up. His favorite chips in the pantry, music playing to calm him down, a hand to hold and a shoulder to cry on.
Once, he asked you how you always know this.
“Magic!”
And he kind of believes it because you are magical to him. Wild and loving and sweet and perfect…pure magic. In truth, you can’t even explain it…maybe it’s the imprint bond at work, maybe it’s elementary, my dear Watson, who really knows? All Seth needs to know is that you’re there for him…and you always are.
He always visits you after patrol. If there is anyone in the world he wishes to be safe, it’s you. So he always checks on you after patrol is over.
Seth isn’t exactly graceful, clambering through the window, thumping and fumbling about. He always lands less-then-gracefully on your bed, hair tangled and dark eyes bright as he smiles up at you. Those deep, dark eyes always remind you of stars in some way, glimmering light burning in pools of darkness.
“Hey, you,” he mumbles in a tired tone.
Seth is exhausted but still lumbered all this way to see you…and you love him for it. Side by side, you snuggle in bed and Seth slowly falls asleep.
As dreams overtake him, you play with his hair and he rests his read against your chest, listening to the sound of your heart. You let him rest for now, wanting so much to protect him from all the dangers of the world…but you know that you can’t. You can’t keep away hurting and pain and fear or anything else for that matter. You’re only you and Seth is only himself and you are just two kids in love and holding on tight.
So you just hold him a little tighter as you join him in slumber, making this one moment perfect.
Taking baths with you is super enjoyable. It’s actually one of his favorite things to do, though he feels shy about asking for it. He’s worried that you’ll think he’s being weird or dirty when it’s actually not like that. Seth enjoys baths, he enjoys being with you, so why wouldn’t he like having them both? Really, he just likes the closeness of it. And when he finally does get the courage to ask, it turns out to be everything he ever wanted.
Resting in the warm water, sometimes with a bath bomb of bubbles, Seth feels himself melting just for you.
The way your fingers drag gently through his damp hair, the music playing softly on the little portable radio…it’s perfect. Sometimes you’re behind him, lips on his neck and Seth growls in delight. And sometimes you’re wrapped in his arms, sighing happily as you lean against his chest and play with the tangled ends of his hair (and if you pull a little, he’ll practically wag his tail).
“Oh…oh, I loveyou.”
“Love you too, wolfie.”
Seth loves to kiss you, all of you. If you are comfortable, Seth with absolutely shower you with his affection…and with kisses!
Your neck (mumbling something sweet against your skin as he covers your neck in a flurry of kisses), your hands (anytime he’s holding your hand and has to leave, he’ll give it a little kiss before he lets go), your shoulders (kissing you from behind, Seth grins as you giggle at the fluttering of his lips), your legs (he’ll wake you in the morning with a line of kisses, from your ankles to your belly and all the way to your lips), all of you!
Heworships all of you like his religion, proclaiming every part of you beautiful. He just loves you so much and a part of that love is just this: kissing every bit of you as much as he can.
Heaven is his lips against your body.
Massages are very enjoyable…very, very enjoyable. Seth LOVES a good massage and you know just how to give one.
After all, being a werewolf is rather rough on the body.
Laying face down in bed, Seth was grumbling about some fight Jacob and Paul had gotten into, aching and tired and a little bit grumpy. But all of that fades away the second he feels your hands running across his back, gently kneading tender muscles. You make such magic that it won’t be long until Seth is falling asleep, still mumbling your name as he slips away.
And you let him sleep for now.
He works hard, too hard for someone so young, and most of the time, you just want him to slow down and rest.
“Rest up…”
Seth wakes up with a smile every time, tired eyes fluttering open as he searches for you. When he sees you there in the doorway, having heard him stirring in the sheets, he smiles even brighter (Seth always smiles at the sight of you) and reaches for your hand.
The “imprints” hang out a lot and he loves that. It starts with all of you waiting and worrying at Emily’s home, hoping that the wolves will return quickly and all in one piece. But in time, you all get to know each other and become very close.
Emily is wicked smart and constantly beats you all at Scrabble, Kim is super creative and funny, and Rachel is a firecracker (and she might be the craziest of you all…no wonder she’s Paul’s imprint, they’re perfect for each other).
You guys talk all the time, hang out, have a group chat, and get into all kinds of trouble together. I’ve always imagined the imprints going on little Scooby-Doo type adventures together, solving mysteries and things. And whenever you guys return to Emily’s all messy and tired and the wolves ask what happened…you all say the same thing:
“Nothing much.”
You’ll never tell, not a one of you. It’s girl code.
He believes that, wolf or not, he would have found you. No one on this earth can convince Seth that you were not meant to be and he doesn’t have to be a shapeshifter to be worthy of your love.
In truth, at first he was worried that you wouldn’t have wanted him without the “imprint” power pulling you to him. But as time goes on and Seth learns who you truly are and how much you truly love him, that changes.
Now he knows the truth.
There’s nothing that you wouldn’t do for him, no power on earth could have kept you apart. You love him, as you so often say, because of all of his beautiful parts. His kindness, his bright smile, and his sweetness. You love the way he hums as he does the dishes and the freckles on his shoulders and knees. It’s the little things that make Seth who he is and who you love.
“And those things existed before the wolf did.”
He really needed to hear that.
And once he does, there’s not a shred of doubt left within him. You are his, he is yours, and this was simply meant to be.
Sunday is “your” day. The two of you sleep in, make breakfast together, and just…relax.
There’s no patrols (unless there’s an emergency), no drama between the wolves (except for the bickering in the back of his mind), and no danger lurking in the shadows…today there is nothing but him and you.
And he loves it.
Seth makes breakfast and you two cuddle on the couch and watch a movie. Sometimes, you’ll go out together. Maybe go camping or have lunch on the beach or catch a movie in town. But most of the time, you guys just hang out at home…and make out. A lot. Seth can’t keep his eyes or his hands off of you, lips on your neck and you laugh and mumble his name.
If there’s a knock on the door, nobody’s answering.
‘Cause you’re pulling on his hair (and he loves it) and laughing into his lips as he kisses you (and he loves you) and whatever lurks outside can wait until Monday…he’s not going anywhere and neither are you! Not today.
Boy wants a few babies of his own. Two or three sounds good but if you want more, then he’s more then happy to provide! Seth loves the idea of having a happy little family in a cozy little house, no longer having to worry about the dangers that have haunted him since he was only a kid.
Heespecially wants a girl.
The Clearwater women are the strong and powerful and intelligent and he wants to pass that on…a new generation of one woman armies. Seth’s mom and sister are two of the most important people in his life and will be just that for his children too. And he would love a little girl with his mother’s eyes (and, as you later point out, his eyes too) and Leah’s strength. She’s tiny and beautiful and perfect…his little girl.
Seth is a great dad.
He speaks to his kids in Quileute, tells them stories and sings them songs and he shows the kids pictures of Harry and tells them stories about Grandpa, giving them the advice his dad passed down to him. All of the softness and sunlight that makes Seth who he is now shines tenfold, his happiness like the summer sun.
“Let’s get a move on, kiddos, it’s a story and then bed!”
Leah is super auntie, Sue is the best granny ever, the pack loves his kids. They’re all a mix of the both of you, his smile or your eyes…but there’s one little guy who looks and talks and acts exactly like Seth. He’s so, so cute and is always following his father around, wanting to do whatever Seth is doing too.
And the little guy especially loves Leah.
The second she steps in the room, the baby’s on her lap and babbling happily, Leah cooing over her little nephew.
“Come here, baby!”
She is, of course, the godmother to your children. And when that sweet little boy and the girl with her grandmother’s eyes begin showing signs of shifting as they grow older (because the danger returned but they were older…and new wolves were needed for this), she will help guide them and protect them in a way that no one did for her. She can’t stop the change, no one can…but she can be there for them and she can protect them.
Always.
He buys the perfect house: plenty of room, yard for the kids, close to his mom, the works. It’s his dream home.
It stands in a clearing so the sunlight can kiss his skin in the early morning. The thick front door was carved by his hands, a wolf burned into the dark wood. He paints the kid’s bedrooms dark blue, stars glowing in the ceiling. There he’ll whisper tales of wolves and men and monsters, always telling the tale of the brave wolf that fell in love with a beautiful girl and lived happily ever after. Pictures of his parents and pack rest on the mantle above the fireplace.
You share a big bed that sits beneath the window, moonlight spilling on the sheets and over your skin.
And even as the years go on, the two of you will whisper to one another until you fall asleep to confessions of love and promises of forever.
God, he just loves you so fucking much! This whole werewolf thing started out so terribly (really, really terribly) and, for a long time, it wasn’t much better…but finally finding you made it all so, so worth it!
He’ll be one of the first to stop shifting.
Seth loved being a wolf but it wasn’t his choice, none of it ever was. And, in all honestly, it had been pretty damn terrifying. But you are his choice and the best thing in his world. You are his reason to live and to let go of the hurt that haunted him for so, so long.
“Seth…?”
Almost always the first to awaken, it’s not uncommon to find Seth smiling at you as you sleep. And you smile too, reaching up to play with his tangled hair.
BLURB EVENT TIME!! i am free from college, i officially have a bachelor of arts in scriptwriting and a minor in film studies!! so to celebrate having all the time in the world on my hands, why not do a blurb event??
rules:
choose up to 2 prompts (can be one or two total) or send in your own, for one character. no descriptions please. also, please send the number, and not the sentence.
if you see one has been done for the person you want, select another number or person.
regarding that, if you send a number that has been sent in that i haven’t done yet (meaning it’s been requested but i haven’t posted it when you send yours) i will either choose the other prompt you selected or ask that you send another, if you only sent one.
there are 50 prompts, so please be diverse in selecting them. if you see one number has been sent in a lot, for a few different characters, please choose differently.
when it gets to the point where i am not able to think of much for the number and it has been requested for at least 3 characters, i will cross it out from the list.
requests will remain open until i say so!
some of these are from smut prompt lists, but i will not be writing smut. steamy and suggestive, yes, but no smut.
people to request for:
josh kiszka
danny wagner
patrick verona
derek hale
paul lahote
jacob black
embry call
seth clearwater
prompts:
“you’re so important to me.”
“i know you’re mad at me, but will a kiss change your mind?”
“god, i miss you so much.”
“i can’t believe you’re all mine.”
“i hate you.”
“i had a nightmare about you and wanted to make sure you were okay.”
“why are you pushing me away?”
“no, don’t cry, i hate when you cry.”
“you’re perfect to me.”
“your eyes are so beautiful.”
“your lips are so soft. i could kiss you all day.”
“i think i might be falling in love with you.”
“no no, it’s alright, come here.”
“no, please, don’t leave.”
“are you jealous?”
“we need to talk.”
“spend the night with me.”
“this is a one time thing.”
“each of my thoughts about you are improper.”
“don’t give me that look.”
“i’ve never done this before.”
“would you shut up and kiss me already.”
“the first one to make a noise loses.”
“tell me what you want.”
“we’re not just friends and you fucking know that!”
“friends don’t do this kind of shit.”
“i really want to kiss you right now.”
“no one can ever find out about this.”
“let’s go somewhere a little more private.”
“i like you a lot. i just thought you should know.”
“please, just go.”
“say it one more time.”
“please just talk to me about it.”
“i would do anything for you.”
“does he know about the baby?”
“i love you and i am terrified.”
“you’re trembling.”
“i’m not going anywhere.”
“i can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending that they’re you.”
“you’ve thought about this, haven’t you?”
“we need to talk about what happened last night.”
“how much of that did you hear?”
“i should have told you a long time ago.”
“i tried to move on, but there’s a problem. they’re not you.”
“i don’t remember a fight or a reason, so what happened? why did we break up?”
“i love being with you like this.”
“come to bed. i can’t sleep without you next to me.”
If you (as the reader) were to have a baby, which wolf would you want to have the baby with?
I’ll be putting all male wolves, though I wouldn’t (necessarily or happily) write about Jacob (he kind of creeps me out) or Seth (because I still see him as his young version, although Booboo Stewart is older than me)
