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out of your league - paul x reader

AN: thank you guys for supporting this series of a total of twenty one parts <3 idk if i should wrap this story up, i want to make sure i don’t tire out any of the characters >_< thank you guys again for the amazing support! this part was fun to write ;) love you guys for always motivating me xoxo

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As you landed in your destination, you felt sure of your choice.

You watch the traffic as you listened to music through your headphones. It felt good to be able to sit back and be confident in your decision.

You thank the driver as he screeched to a stop, he even gets out to help you take out your luggage from the trunk. You give him a polite smile and thank him again.

You let out a breath when you unlocked your door with your key.

Your phone already started buzzing and you chose to ignore it. You didn’t want to argue and you weren’t going to let anyone keep talking you into doing something. You were tired of it all.

You set your phone down on the nightstand and you get in the shower.

As you browse on your laptop, you hear a door close which makes you freeze. Your heart flutter with nervousness as you look to the bedroom doorway that was darkened due to the night sky making its debut.

You’re swooped off of the bed and into a warm pair of arms and you emit a giggle as he planted loud kisses all over your face. He settled in your neck, nuzzling it. You both hold each other quietly for some time.

“Didn’t expect to see me?” you tease a little as your lips touch his shoulder.

“I did say you were a smart girl.” Paul says with a hint of cockiness. You playfully nudge him and this makes him lift his face from your neck as he smiled at your face. His eyes flickered and swam in your eyes. You touch his cheek and he does nothing but kiss the palm of your hand.

He reached over to the drawer of his nightstand on his side of the bed. He pulled out the folded white piece of paper that you gave to him before you left.

“I didn’t forget.” he says and sits next to you. You wrap an arm around him.

“You didn’t read it.” you say with a small frown as you seen that it was folded exactly how you folded it before you left.

“I told you, you were going to read it to me.” he says to you.

You lay your head on his shoulder as you softly groan but he smiles, “Come on. Read it to me.”

You lift your head up, “It’s cringe.” you whisper.

He laughs again, “Y/N. It’s me.”

He hands it to you and you unfold it. The handwritten words stared back at you. It wasn’t long. You were a bit shy that you had to say the words out loud.

“Paul, I know that I’m leaving, but I’m not leaving. I will miss you so much. I will miss you touching me when I wake up. I will miss your corny jokes that only make me laugh. I will miss looking into your eyes and you telling me that everything will be alright. Thank you for always believing in me and not making fun of my dreams. Just know, that I’m doing this for us. This is something that’s mine that I want to share with you. Just know that I care about you and I will hold my pillow and pretend it’s you while I’m away. Hugs and kisses, Y/N.”

You fold it back and you look at him. His face is stretched with happiness. You were glad he made you read it, it definitely would’ve make him miss you more.

“What do you mean my jokes are corny?” he asks.

“Oh my god.” you say as you playfully roll your eyes and he chuckles at this.

“There’s so much to tell you. There’s so much that’s happened.” he then says as he gets comfortable on the bed, pulling you into his lap. Your hand moves lazily around in his head full of hair. He broke it down and felt relieved that he could spill it out with you in person.

Embry Call wasn’t supposed to phase. The elders tried to get to the bottom of who his father might be but, no one wanted to come clean. Stepping forward meant acknowledging and admitting to adultery as they were supposed to be faithful to their wives at the time of his conception. You frown at the thought that Embry had a brother in the pack and couldn't know who he was.

“You get to go to your first bonfire.” he says to you with enthusiasm which makes you crack a smile.

“What happens?” you ask him.

“The elders speak the legends. Oh yeah, you only met Old Quil but not the others.” he says. You nod.

“You’ll understand everything of how everything came about. Imprinting. Oh, and we eat.” he says.

You playfully roll your eyes, “Okay. I figured out why you don’t mind going.” you tease.

He playfully poked your side which made you fold against him with a small laugh. He joins in.

“In all seriousness though. When can I see everyone and meet this Embry?” you ask him. He huffs out a small sigh as he looks at your face.

“I want you to myself for a while. You have no idea how much I couldn’t wait for you to come home.” he says.

“Oh trust me, I have an idea.” you say as you both match each other’s joyful expression.

You both just hold on to each other, soaking in each other’s presence. He puts you on your back and just lays his ear to your stomach, your mind started to wander.

A loud buzz makes your phone move on the nightstand. You look up and groan.

“What?” he asks with his head lifted, looking up at your face.

“Nothing…” you say and use this moment to put the phone face down.

“Just tell me.” he says as he fluidly scoots you back to him and he lays back down on you.

“It’s Alice. She told me another reason to stay but…I just couldn’t do it. I couldn’t lose you.”

“You have nothing to worry about. Seriously. I will always protect you until my last breath. I would die for you.”

“Paul, don’t say that.” you say nervously. The thought of him dying scared you instantly.

“It’s true…..It’s true.” he says. After some time, he asks “Wait. What happened with the money?”

“I took my half and donated it to an emergency art fund for the unfortunate.” you say. He finds this amusing as he hums out a response.

“So…Have you heard anything about Bella? I texted her to check on her but she never responded. I wonder if she’s okay.” you say.

“I haven’t heard anything. I haven’t even seen Jacob hang out with her lately.”

“Wow…” you trail off.

“You said the other leech had a vision. What was it?” he asks.

You explained to him how Alice wanted you to go back to the city, claiming it still wasn’t safe to go back. Victoria supposedly smelled Paul’s scent. You didn’t even tell Alice that you came back home.

He didn’t say anything which made you gently get his attention.

“I think she’s lying to you.” he just says. It was certain. There was no trace of doubt.

“What makes you think so?”

“Why is New York the safest option?” he asks. You shrug to yourself as you couldn’t think of an answer.

“Just look at everything that’s been happening. You left, they left. You go to New York, they’re there. While you’re there, right when you’re supposed to go home, sure the first time with Bella picking you up from the airport, I can see the danger. But, after that…” he says and lifts himself up and now you both are lying next to each other, “There’s new reasons on why you can’t come home. And then, Edward buys your art. I told you, Y/N, something is up.”

“Well who cares. I’m home now.” you say to him quietly as your head is turned facing him, your breath softly blowing on his neck.

“Can you promise me something?” he asks and he faces you. His eyes swallowed you up as you were stuck to swim in them.

“Anything.” you say.

“Don’t ever deal with them again. I mean it.”

You look at him and he looks at you right back. He waits for your answer and you nod with compliance.

“Say it.”

“I promise Paul.” you say. He’s pleased with this. You haven’t seen him this content in a long time. Memories flood your brain. You remember how much your life became more vivid since you met him. Regret starts to fill your heart. You take your eyes to the ceiling. Paul smells fresh silent tears as he takes a thumb to wipe it away.

You felt sad.

“Was it me?” he asks you as he propped up on his side on his elbow, peering down at you with a look of concern.

“No.” you say and sniff a little, “It’s me. I just…I just feel like I treated you so wrong. You didn’t deserve that and you’re a good person, Paul. I’m so sorry.”

“You’re okay. We’re okay. Okay?” His voice speaks out, as he softly chuckles. He cradled the side of your face.

You nod.

“Now, come on. I’m hungry.” he says, pulls you up and you’re now up and over his shoulder. You’re immediately cheered up as he walks with you. A large hand hits your bottom and you laugh, “You’re so annoying.”

You bully him to sit down, telling him to let you cook for him since he had to fend for himself. Sitting down was something he seemed to be allergic to. Everytime you turned, he was there, touching you for any reason.

His lap was your new chair as he held you to him. You both ate, talked, and overall enjoyed each other’s company.

He turned the dishwasher on, only to hear a howl. It was quiet to your ears but it rang loud in his. His tilts his head back briefly to the sky before looking to you.

“I gotta go.” he says solemnly.

“I’ll be here.” you say to him. Not even a second after you said the statement, he pulls you in and kissed you deeply. He didn’t want to pull away but he had to.

You were alone again.

You call Bella, she doesn’t answer. You text Bella, she doesn’t answer. You began to worry. You hoped that nothing had happened to her as you remember that she’s Victoria’s target.

You wake up to a slightly snoring Paul. You lie there as your bodies were intertwined. You didn’t want to move, knowing it will wake him.

You brush your teeth as he is feet away from you, showering his body. You bend down to spit out your toothpaste as an idea popped in your head.

A shaky hand knocks on the door in front of your eyes. Charlie opens the door, you politely smile. He seems happy to see you. Almost relieved.

“Long time no see.”

“Hey. Is Bella home?” you ask. His face falls a little before nodding.

“She…Just come in.” he says and you’re a bit worried as he doesn’t call her down.

“She spends all of her time in her room.”

“Why?..” you wonder.

“I know a thing or two about what it’s like to get your heart broken but, this is different. She’s taking it hard.”

“Taking what hard?” you ask.

“The breakup. The Cullens moved away. She hasn’t been the same since.” he reveals.

You’re angry inside. You were lied to. You don’t show it as Charlie tells your poker face that you’re welcome to knock on her door, telling you that she turns everyone who’s been coming over down.

“Even her friend, Jacob?” you ask in surprise.

“The times she’s seen him, was outside of her bedroom on the times I insist that she come to La Push whenever I go. She’s like on auto pilot.” he says.

You climb the stairs and softly knock on her door.

“Yes, Dad?” you hear a small voice say.

“It’s Y/N.” you say. You patiently wait and the bedroom door opens. She’s shocked but hugs you. The hug wasn’t a quick hug as she doesn’t let go immediately. You keep your arms around her.

“What’s going on Bella? Your dad told me you haven’t been doing so well.” you softly say as you sit on the edge of her bed.

She sits in her rocking chair and a look of sorrow is being displayed, “He left. He left me.”

She looked like she was withdrawing from drugs. She looked like she couldn’t get any ounce of sleep. She looked like she never experienced a happy day in her life. It was scary. Like as if her soul was sucked from her.

You look down, “Did he tell you why?”

“He kept saying it was to protect me…It was how he did it. It wasn’t gentle. It was like he was in a rush or something.”

You shake your head in disbelief at his audacity, “I seen him in New York.”

“You did?” she asks in shock. You nod.

“Did he…Did he say anything about me?” she asks and her face is almost desperate.

“No….I had to ask about you to him but he told me…Something different.”

“It’s okay. Just please…Tell me what he said.” she says, her lifeless eyes were encouraging you to continue. It was as if you said it, he would appear.

“He told me…you two didn’t have a breakup. He told me you were expecting his departure.” you reveal and watch as her face blankly blinks at you.

“Are you serious?” she slowly asks. She didn’t give you a chance to answer as you watch as she rises, you were afraid of what was going to happen. You didn’t want her to break down even more.

She starts to softly pace, not even looking at you but she’s trying to put everything together, “So, what was it that we had?”she asks herself, her tone trying to be strong, “Yeah, I-I-…I was expecting his departure but after graduation.”

Your stomach drops and you watch as she takes in shaky breaths. Her body starts to tremble a bit before her hands fly to her face. You don’t hear anything for a moment until you hear sniffles behind her fingers.

You rise and hug her. You didn’t expect her to hug you back. You didn’t care that the tears wet your shirt. You stayed silent and rubbed her back with sympathy as she just cried and cried it out.

Charlie was careful but he kept looking over at Bella. She slowly ate the takeout he ordered. She was actually having an engaging conversation with someone. She was actually eating.

“I should take you to meet Jake.” she says after swallowing her food.

“Cool. What’s he like?” you ask with interest.

Charlie saw Bella’s genuine smile then. It was small but he would take it. You couldn’t wait to meet the kid.

You were shocked at the whispered thank you that Charlie sent your way as you were leaving out. Charlie had walked you to the door as Bella made plans to come to La Push the next day after school.

You woke up to Paul’s morning voice in your ear, calling your name. You grimace, “Shh.. Just one more hour.” you say tiredly.

He looks down at your closed eyes and emits a rich chuckle. He hooks your naked leg over him and he moves his hips with a mischievous grin and watch you open your eyes to kiss him. Smiling against your lips as he teases out, “Now, you’re not tired.”

“Shut up.” you whisper and pull him back to your lips.

“If there’s nothing left, it’s on you.” Emily says as you approached the table that had everyone sitting down. You worry out to her how you hope there is breakfast food left.

The shy boy with the fresh cut stared at the interaction of questions being thrown out about what all you did in another state.

“They were like this close in my face.” you say with your hand up super close to your face to demonstrate the certain people who didn’t know personal space when you were in the LA gallery. “I appreciate the compliments but..jeez.” you say and Paul joins your chuckle when he says, “I know right.”

Sam furrows his eyebrows at Paul but stayed silent. It was Emily who voiced it sarcastically to Paul, “Shush, you weren’t there.” she then tells you to continue. You start to talk again but Sam’s voice cut you off but made you gladly close your mouth.

“Were you?” he asks the person next to you in a serious tone.

Jared is focused on his plate. Paul just looked to him, not even bothering to deny nor acknowledge. You saw Embry try to hide his amusement at the discipline.

“So, you did.” Sam says and gives him a look that even you wouldn’t want to be thrown your way. Paul is unbothered as he says, “My imprint, Sam. Mine.”

“She’s here now. So there’s going to be no excuse of why you can’t pull doubles for the next two weeks.” Sam calmly says but with authority that showed that it was final.

“Whatever….” Paul huffs out next to you and you place a hand on his thigh as he sat back in the chair.

“I saw the pictures of your piece. It was nice.” Kim quietly says.

You just as quietly say, “Thanks.”

As you’re in the living room, you walk toward the sofa. Paul and Jared is bantering about something as you sit next to Embry.

The greeting was awkward but it meant no harm.

“Were you scared?” you ask him.

“Yeah..I thought it only happened on full moons at night.” he sheepishly admit. You both laugh at this.

“You definitely read way too many comic books.” you joke.

“I do.” he says not bother to deny the fact.

“What’s the last one you read?” you ask him.

He tells you as much as he could. The shyness started to slip away as he kept talking about something he was passionate about. It was a nice conversation.

“Supernatural abilities aside, it sucks, honestly. I had to cut my best friends off. I’ve known Jacob and Quil since forever.” he says after some time.

“If Jacob’s supposed to phase, then he will understand.”

“Yeah but, he just has no idea.” he says. You silently agreed to that.

Paul didn’t come home until you were getting ready for the day. He was slumped and tired.

You look at him through the mirror in front of you as he rested his cheek on the top of your head with his arms around you. His eyes were closed and you were convinced he could sleep like that.

You walk him to the bed and he tried to bring you down with him. He tugged on your arm as you pull back.

“Come on, just until I fall asleep.” he says impatiently as he tugged on you again, using a tad of his strength to overpower you.

“Fine.” you say as you’re soon pressed to him.

He used you as a pillow and he was hard asleep. You were sweating from his body heat while you looked back at his sleeping figure after being able to wiggle free.

You were at the beach when Bella came. She looked a bit better than yesterday. Her messy hair was away from her face and her voice cadence didn’t sound as dry.

“Do you have to go back?” she asks you.

“Yeah. Only to work so, I really won’t be gone long like how I was.” you say.

“Did you see..The others?” she asked carefully.

You stayed truthful. You nod. She sucks in a breath.

“They tried to trick me into staying longer Bella…I didn’t see it, I was blinded. Edward admitted to dazzling you.” you say softly.

“Impossible. He told me he would never do that.”

“No offense but, you look like you’re going through like withdrawal or something…” you say as you the red home came into view.

“I spent most of my time with him. His family. They welcomed me in, well except for Rosalie but, they made me feel like I had a place in where I belong.”

“You don’t feel like you belong?” you ask.

“Not really.” she says as she looks ahead of her. The way she said made it known that she believed in this for a long time.

Before you both stepped onto his lawn, you touch her arm as she looks to you.

“Do you think…? Never mind. This might sound crazy.” you say.

“Crazy is the last thing that I would call you right about now.” she says with a soft grin.

“Do you..Think maybe…He played off of that..I mean..He could’ve…leeched off of your vulnerability?” you say.

It quiet as you two think. You thought about how he leeched off of you. You even think and wonder if his predatory nature made him want to rip you away from Paul. After all, you are dating his mortal enemy. There’s no way you could ever trust that he had an genuine motives. Of course Alice would never admit to his wrongdoings, that’s her brother. You think about the coincidence of two humans, whose minds he couldn’t read, had his attention.

She thinks for a moment, “He did say everything about him is to pull you in. I was his singer.” she says sadly as if she had just now had come to the realization.

“The hell is that?” you whisper.

“He explained it as blood that calls to a vampire like a siren. It enhances their bloodlust. It’s not the average blood of a human’s. It’s more irresistible.”

You stare at her.

“Jesus..” you whisper and she then decides to knock.

A man in a wheelchair opens the door.

“Hey, Bella. Oh, you brought someone.”

“Hi. This is Y/N.” she says and you say hello to him. He seemed to know who you were after he heard your name.

“How’s Paul?” he asks you. There was wisdom in his eyes. He knew better.

“He’s good.” you say with a polite smile.

He gives the smile back, “That’s good.”

You follow Bella to a door. You’re shocked that she opens it without knocking but, there’s a long haired boy sleeping with his school clothes still on. You recognize his face from the picture you saw in Bella’s room. He looked younger in the picture.

She flops down to shake the bed to wake him up. He stirs as she says, “Get up, Jake.”

His eyes pop open as he smiled at her. His smile reminded you of the sun. Pure innocence. He hugged her and she displayed a shy smile with red cheeks. It was evident they’ve known each since children.

“They’re not refrigerated?” you ask him as you hold the can he gives you and he’s smirking, cracking open his own.

“Go on. Take a sip.” he says to you in the kitchen. Bella hides her laugh behind the soda can. You take a sip.

You all sat around the table. Bella had to tell Jacob that she really came to study. He then made an effort to focus. You sat making small conversation with them as they worked and you were checking your emails and deleted numbers that belonged to the Cullens.

You were impressed with Jacob’s skills. He tinkered away at his vehicle as he flowed conversation with Bella. It was nice to hear how much he missed her and that he was afraid she wasn’t going to come around again. She reassured him that she wasn’t going to do that. It sounded so natural off of their tongues.

You noticed Bella’s lifted mood. She looked like she had something to live for and you have to ask if she was okay. She vocally spoke out to hangout again as she dropped you off at the beach.

You put your hand on the car door to leave. A hand on your arm stops you.

“How come you never let me drop you off at your house?” she asks.

“Um..I like the walk.” you say in a casual tone as you look through the somewhat darkened sky through the windshield.

“I’m the last person to judge.”

You laugh lightly, “I’m not ashamed or anything it’s just…I live with Paul and if you’re still interested in being in with the Cullens then, I just can’t bring someone like that into a home I share with him.”

“I..I’m not going to be around the Cullens. They left me…I’m always happy at the rez, so this is where I plan to always go.” she says as she looks at her steering wheel in thought.

You sat on the rock, watching the waves. It wasn’t too cold for you to sit.

You felt something ticklish in your ear and you jerk up to a stand from surprise and hear a laugh.

You groan and he kissed your ear.

“Come on, let’s get home.” he whispers in your ear as he sways you.

“Come sit with me.” you say and turn to grab his hand. You sit back down. He doesn’t sit but he stands very close to where you’re sitting.

“I have another shift tonight. Please?” he sincerely voiced out.

He pulls easily pulls you up to a stand with one hand, making you face him. He takes your hands to put it around his neck and lifts you up at carries you. He starts walking. Every step he took made a small bounce to his hardness. You didn’t know how he could concentrate on walking if he was too busy kissing you.

You didn’t have to wonder, when you were already in the warm home with him still carrying you. You both didn’t make it past the doorway as you both dropped down with him taking the fall.

He had you ride him on the floor. Your jacket was still on, but open and exposed for him to have something to caress, squeeze and hold onto as the quickie was hard but passionate.

You didn’t want to shake him awake when it was time for him to leave in the morning but, he tiredly woke up. He kissed you hard and deeply before leaving the bed with you in it.

It was still early in the day, you pull out your sketchbook. You sigh at it. You thought about throwing it away as you flipped through it.

In Port Angeles, you have a newly purchased one. You sat in the back of the library, against the aisle of books with your pad in your lap while doodling with a black pen. The hushed environment helped you focus.

You hear your name ring out. Your eyes slowly travel up and it’s like you’ve seen a ghost. You don’t say anything, you however say a lot with your eyes. Pure anger.

“I was so worried.”

You still don’t say anything but you roll your eyes before going back to what you were doing. As if he didn’t exist.

He calls your name again.

This time, you get up and move to walk away. His hand stops you. You nastily fling your arm away from him.

“Don’t. Touch me.” you quietly hiss at him.

“I’m trying to understand.” he says patiently but with a perplexed look.

“I talked to Bella. She told me everything. I’m done being your little muse for whatever sick thing you have going on.” you sneer at him.

“I have nothing going on…If Bella told you the truth, answer this. Why would I still be with someone who’s blood sings to me?”

“I don’t want to talk to you. Seriously.”

“We have to. Please don’t shut me out. I’m sorry for whatever I did.”

“You lied!” you whisper yelled, “You tried to break me and Paul up so you could have a win on your belt. You didn’t really have interest in me or what I do. I should’ve known.” you say shaking your head, throwing a look of disgust at him, “You really are a monster.”

“That’s not true. I really do like you. You have to believe me. I wouldn’t have immersed myself so deeply with you. You’re not like anyone I’ve met, you have a brilliant mind….I perhaps did get jealous when you would bring up…Paul…, but it wasn’t out of spite towards you. These days without you have driven me mad. I haven’t gotten used to you not being around.” He says says and you look deeply into his eyes.

His expression is hopeful. His expression looked as if he was finally able to get it off of his chest.

“What really happened in Alice’s vision? I know that there was something else.” you say as you remember the look she gave him. You remember when you asked if anything else happened, he told you it was nothing. You knew it was a lie.

He eyes flicker down and he was hesitant at first. You didn’t leave because you wanted to know. His expression scared you as he slowly brings out a soft smile.

“She..Had a vision of us…” he says and his expression was tender and somewhat affectionate. You can tell he was thinking back on it, a faint smile was dancing on his face.

“Doing what?” you grit out.

“We had a chance of being happy. Together. You filled a void in my lifeless life. You were my angel.” He says melodically but, making sure he didn’t break eye contact.

You were already happy. You wouldn’t trade what you have for anything. Even though, you and Paul may butt heads, he captured your heart. If anything, you gladly gave him your heart. It was his.

With everything that had happened, you wouldn’t allow yourself to give Edward the benefit of the doubt.

“Edward. Stay away from me.” you plainly say and turn and successfully walk off.

You jumped when you saw Paul comes to you at the door as you made your way inside.

“I thought you had left.” you tell him with a hand on your beating heart.

“Just came back. What’s this doing in the trash?” he asks as he held up your book. You take it out your hands and walk right back to the garbage can.

He takes it out of your hands with a smug grin.

“Shit, if you don’t want it just give it to me.”

“Paul I’m serious.” you say and his tone makes him stop joking around a bit.

He slows his movements and he looks at you look down with a sad expression.

“What’s wrong?” he asks.

“I just don’t want it anymore.” you say as you hold up your new book. In your old book, you know the hands that touched it. He even drew in it and you didn’t want it around you to even look at it.

“No. It’s something else.” he says and sits the book down.

You sigh a bit.

“I saw…Him.”

“Who.” he barked out. He knew, but he wanted you to say it.

“Edward.”

“So, he’s back?” he asks you.

“I guess..? I don’t know?” you say.

“Did he say anything to you?” he pressed.

You looked at him square in the eye. “Yes.”

“What did he say?” he asks instantly.

You tell him. You tell him everything. You saw him suppress his phasing. But inside, he wanted to punch a hole in the wall.

“Show me his house.” he just states and grabs his keys and puts it to your chest. You look to him in confusion.

“If he’s here in Washington, trust me, he’s at that house.” he says and out the door he goes.

You were nervous as you worked the steering wheel. You parked and the home looked vacant.

You come out with shaky legs and Paul was right. Edward came out, stepping down the stairs. He looked pleased to see you. He thought you had changed your mind.

His gaze at you switched to looking behind you. It turned into a look of disgust.

That’s when it happened all too fast. You hear something loud. As if it was thunder but you look up to a clear sky.

Flashes of a battle clash with each other as you couldn’t believe the sight. You hurried up in got in the car while slamming the car door shut, not because you were scared, but because a body was thrown close to you. Edward’s body.

You were so stuck. You didn’t know you could go into such shock. The window on your side became darkened by beautiful fur. He locked his eye and you couldn’t sworn you could see your reflection in it.

You saw the speed of their fight. It looked like a blur to the human eye. Your heart felt like it broke when you saw the large wolf be thrown into a tree, causing it to break in half.

You get out.

Edward was distracted. Moving towards you and that’s when you step back.

“Y/N. This dog..can’t do anything for you. You’re stuck here. I..Can take care of you.” he says to you as he watched you step back from him.

“I don’t need to be taken care of. Leave us alone!” you say to him angrily.

Paul charged at him again and Edward only used one arm to swing and lands a hard angry blow at Paul.

You run towards Paul, his wolf clearly in pain, but his eyes were still ferocious. He looked as if he could fight all day and all night.

“Paul. He can read your mind.” you say to him as you kneel at his side, with deep sorrow. He could read every strategy that Paul could come up with.

Paul’s wolf gets up again and growls deeply, so deeply that it almost made you scared. He fluidly moved his large body in front of you.

He lunged again at Edward, this time, he was able to take Edward’s arm clean off. Edward let out an angry scream at this.

Alice appears suddenly, holding Edward back as he got ready to attack again.

“Edward, no!” she says to him.

You then move near and in front of Paul, challenging Edward to attack. The anger was vicious on his face. He knew that if he lunged, you would get hurt. Alice found his discarded arm and held it.

“We have to get Carlisle to seal it back. Come on, Edward.” she pleads with him, pulling at his shirt to make him follow her.

Edward throws looks of death to Paul’s direction, before looking at you. He holds his arm. His face looked like he lost something dear to him. You put your attention to Paul. Hoping that he was okay.

Alice gives you an apologetic look, before they both were gone in a flash.

Your hand goes to brush Paul’s fur, only to find him moving away. You let your arm fall to your side. He was then gone in almost in an instant.

You get in the car and wildly search with your eyes through the glass of the window. You look around your scenery and focus on your breath as you notice that it’s silent.

Paul’s human form appears. Paul moves fast around the car and he opens the passenger door, he slides in next to you and starts to wince.

You immediately put your hands on his chest as you look down with a grimace.

“Are you alright?” you ask in a panic.

He breaths out rapidly, “I’m fine. I’m fine. Let’s just get home.”

You’re not convinced. You voice out a need for the doctor.

“Y/N, I told you I’m fine. Let’s just go.” he says.

As you drive, you kept stealing glances at him. His breathing is heavy as he held his side. Blood oozed through his fingers and dripped on his naked thigh.

He throws a heavy arm over your shoulder as you help and lead him in the house. You direct him into the bathroom.

He lets the back of his head rest against the shower wall as he laid in the tub. His forehead was thick with sweat as he breathed through his mouth.

He stared at your sad face.

“Stop it, I’m not dying.” he says without energy. You slightly shake your head as you close your eyes a bit at his injured sight.

“Did you see how I took his arm off?” he asks you, breathlessly and excitedly. You snort lightly at the fact he found light in his situation.

“Clean off.” you say quietly and he tries his best to display a smile.

You sigh, “You were able to turn your mind off?” you quietly ask. You let it known that you were impressed.

“Hell, yeah.” he says breathlessly before wincing again as you gently clean his wound.

Sam came over, furious that he missed patrol. You had to shush him, telling him that Paul was asleep. You explain everything to him.

“The leech really said that to you?” he asks you in disbelief. You nod. He drops curse words in Quileute.

“Exactly.” you say in response. You then furrow your eyebrows a bit, “Sam, how come you haven’t told me Bella Swan was catatonic?”

Sam lets out a tired sigh.

“I couldn’t bother you with that on your trip. She was devastated.”

You had to apologize to Bella on the phone to make her feel like you didn’t ditch her. You told her that Paul got injured on his job. There was no way that you were telling her that Edward was back in Forks.

“It’s alright. We just did homework today anyway. Oh, we also talked about seeing a movie this weekend. Some kid at my school kept asking me to the movies so I asked Jake if he wanted to tag along. Do you want to come?”

“Depends. I don’t want to see a cheesy romance.” you tease.

She softly chuckles before saying, “No. It’s Face Punch.”

“What a creative name.” you sarcastically say, “Alright. I’ll go with you children.”

“Not too much, Y/N. You’re only a year old older than me.”

You smile into the phone.

Paul blinks awake as you touch his sweaty forehead.

“Do you want anything?” you ask him in a whisper.

“Yeah. You.” he says. You grin a bit.

“Are you hungry?” you ask.

“Yeah. For you.”

“Paul, I’m serious. You haven’t eaten since earlier. I know you’re starving.” you say as you couldn’t help but bubble out a soft giggle.

“Just come here.” he says and tugs on you with his long arm.

You plant a kiss on his lips. You pull back but he takes his hand to push the back of your head back down to his lips. Letting go with a soft smack, you peer at his face. Closely. He slowly opens his eyes and stared at you.

You both contently blink at each other. You slowly trace his face with your finger, his eyelash brushed against your finger when he blinked.

You will never forget it. That’s when it came out. The words came out of your lips so naturally. You really meant it. It was far from forced. It was soft, but he still heard it.

“I love you.”

Paul was really focused on your face. He cradled the side of your face with one hand, you put your hand on his hand.

The look in his eyes was dripping in devotion. You were sure you shared the same look at him.

“I love you more.”

The next morning, you woke up alone in bed. You jump out of bed to scold at Paul.

You found him at the table, munching on cereal nonchalantly.

“You’re so lucky. I was ready to kill this entire box.” he says when you enter.

“The hell are you doing out of bed?” you ask with narrowed eyes.

“Relax. Look.” he says and shows you his side. It was as if nothing had happened. The bloody gauge were discarded in the trash.

“That’s so freakishly cool.” you comment at his fast healing as you grab your own bowl.

“I’m so freakishly cool.” he comments.

You sit next to him and give him a look that makes him laugh a little.

“You shouldn’t have came to LA. Now, you can’t see Face Punch with me this weekend.” you say as you scooped the cereal with your spoon.

“Don’t worry, I will sneak to that.” he says with a shrug.

“Would you quit? It’s like you don’t give a damn about getting in trouble.” you say with a smile.

“I don’t.” he acknowledges.

“But seriously. Don’t. I don’t want Sam to think I’m a bad influence on you.”

He busted out laughing.

“You? On me? That’s so funny.” he says as he looked at you.

You playfully tap his arm.

“I’m so dangerous.” you say.

“Not as dangerous as me. Trust me.” he says and throws you a heated look. It shot right to between your legs and it made you feel very nervous.

He leans closer with a smirk and says, “Exactly.”

Sam was there when you arrived at Old Quil’s place. You sat next to him on the couch as Old Quil sat in a chair.

You let it all out, detailing your encounters with the Cullens. You sat and explained all of their powers, where in New York they live as of now, Alice’s visions, and even broke down the fight of Edward and Paul. Old Quil had this all handwritten.

“I never thought a vampire would risk it all for a human.” Old Quil comments.

“You and me both.” you muttered.

Paul holds your hand as you both made your way onto the beach. You shivered and he pressed you more against him.

The fire lit up the night sky. The elders sat, oozing with wisdom and the people treated them with great respect.

Paul of course couldn’t wait to dig into the food that was there.

You give Old Quil a hug.

“We have to talk little lady.” he tells you, but it’s in a fun tone.

“I know.” you say with your own smile.

The stories were better than any book you’ve ever read. You found yourself immersed into everything. From the spirit warriors, to Taha Aki, and the Ephraim Black, Jacob’s grandfather. You found out that Jacob Black is due to be Alpha whenever he phases. The topic of imprints were brought up. You found yourself in Paul’s lap by the time it came up. You didn’t mind since you were now really warm. You were glad you were one, you were glad that Paul’s love for you wasn’t forced or fake. You were proud to know that you two were meant to be.

The conversation of marking peaked your interest just slightly. For the wolf, it was marriage. It made sense to why Paul told you that if he does it, you wouldn’t be able to bear any other man’s children except his.

“Do you think…We should bait her?” you whisper to Paul as he holds you from behind.

You both were in bed, skin to skin and he caressed your naked shoulder with his rough but gentle hand and his lips were on the back of your neck.

“You’re not baiting her. If that’s what you’re thinking.” he says lowly in volume.

“In the vision-“

“Y/N, no.” he says.

“Just hear me out. Just hear me out.”

“I’m hearing nothing out.” he says and makes his hold on you a bit tighter. You let out a small huff.

“She might have a gift.” you say.

“Yeah. She does. Of getting on my fucking nerves.” he says, he was tired of chasing her almost every night and day just for Victoria to not be killed. He wanted her dead.

A small grin appears on your lips before you say, “That’s why she keeps getting away. Maybe she can…Sense danger or something. There’s no way a vampire can keep escaping everytime.”

It was Paul’s turn to let out a small huff.

“Well, whatever her…Gift..Is, you’re not going to do anything under my watch. I can’t lose you when it’s preventable.” He makes his hold on you a bit tighter.

You were walking around the neighborhood and you hear your name. You smile a bit at the friendly face.

“What’s up, Jake.”

“Get in.” he says excitedly. You open the car door and look and smile.

“You fixed the rabbit?”

“Sure did. I’m picking Bells up.” he says as he starts on the road.

“The movie doesn’t start until 8.” you say.

“I know but, I told her I would let her see it when this baby was done.”

“You did great.” you compliment. You were rewarded with a proud smile.

“Mike Newton kept asking me.” Bella says with a groan. You sat next to her as all three of you were squished onto the couch.

“Just tell him no.” Jacob says.

“I didn’t want to be rude. I did cut them off because of..Edward.” she says quietly.

“Bells, you said his name!” Jacob points out happily. She nods and had a look of realization.

“So, how was your day?” Bella asks him. His face falls a little.

“What?” she asks him.

“It was..Kind of weird.” Jacob says.

“What happened?” you ask.

“This guy…Sam Uley..It’s like he’s been following me. I know he’s the reason Embry won’t come around anymore. He keeps looking at me like..Like as if I’m next.” he says with a worried tone.

“I’m sure he’s just looking out for you.” you say. Both Bella and Jacob looked at you as if you were crazy.

“Yeah, sure.” he says sarcastically.

“You are Billy’s son.” you point out. Billy was the chief of the tribe.

“That doesn’t mean anything. Embry, my best friend, can’t talk to me for whatever reason. I’m supposed to believe that guy has good intentions?” he reveals. You choose silence because you knew the real reason why.

When Jacob used the bathroom before it was time to leave, Bella whispered to you.

“Do you know? The reason why Embry can’t come around anymore?”

“No.” you whisper back.

“Y/N. You’re just as bad at lying as me.” she says.

“Not true.” you snigger but turn serious, “It’s not my place to tell. But, Jacob will find out soon. Really soon.” you say and Bella so badly wanted to ask more questions but Jacob appeared asking you two if you were ready to go. You both nod.

Mike Newton did have the energy of a golden retriever. It was second hand embarrassment to watch him try his flirtatious hand on Bella.

Jacob, kept getting agitated. You thought it was just innocent jealousy. As the night progressed, it seemed to be more prominent.

Mike gets up to run to the bathroom. The rest of you sit on the steps of the theater as you all waited for him to come out.

“What a marshmallow.” Jacob comments, which makes you and Bella laugh.

The movie wasn’t bad to where he needed to puke. You never met a guy who puked over the effects of an action movie.

Mike comes out, slowly walks to where you all were and whines a bit, “I need to go home.”

It was silent and Jacob looked like he had his wits end. Bella rests a hand on his arm.

“I was feeling sick before the movie.” Mike says to a fuming Jacob. You watched as Jacob send him a dark look and Mike throws his hands up a bit, “Okay..What is your problem?”

“You’re my problem.” Jacob then stands up to get close to Mike, “Feeling sick? Maybe you need to go to the hospital. Do you want me to put you in the hospital?” he hissed and Mike takes steps back, looking frightened.

Bella jumps up and grabs his hand, “Jake, the movie’s over..It’s alright….You’re like really hot…You feel like you have a fever.”

“I don’t know what’s happening. I gotta go.” Jacob says and heads towards the exit. You and Bella follow him.

“We still have to take Mike home.” Bella says to Jacob. Jacob looked even more pissed, but he still drops him off at home.

Bella tells Jacob before going into the house, “Please call me.”

“I will.” he promises.

“You too, Y/N.” she says to you. You nod.

As Jacob drives, he is breathing heavy.

“Jacob, it’s okay. Just calm down.” you say. You knew what was happening. The signs were there.

“I’m burning up. I feel so…Angry.” he says and tries his best to focus on the road back to La Push.

“Do you want me to drive?” you ask.

“It’s okay. I’m okay.” he says.

“I can just walk home from your place, alright? You must be coming down with something. It is that time of the year.” you say.

“Yeah…” he says and he’s sweating. You’re worried.

He parks sloppily and goes into his home. He enters his room, panting.

Billy wheels out to the front room of the home.

“Everything alright?” he asks as his son slams his door.

“Billy, I think it’s happening.” you whisper to him. He knew exactly what you were talking about.

“I’ll call Sam.” he says.

You start your walk home. Your mind wanders. As you walk, you hear a snap. You stop and turn around. Nothing’s there.

Jacob’s home wasn’t far from yours and for that, you were grateful. But the night sky made everything seem a little scary.

You continue walking before you heard it again, this time you turn around and see someone standing in the light of the street.

You didn’t know what to do. They just stood there. You couldn’t see their face but just their darkened figure.

You slowly take steps backwards, keeping your eye on the person.

You didn’t trust calling out to it, they didn’t move.

That’s when you saw them walk forward slowly. You pick up the pace, turn around and start to run. The person now hops in front of you. Red eyes stare boldly at you and your heart drops.

The red haired woman, looking like ignited fire, has a smug look on her face. You go to move but she grips the nape of your neck. Her strength was great. It was inhumane. She pulls you to her face as she turns her lip up just a little.

It dawned on you.

You felt your lips move.

“Victoria.” you stutter out.

“You know me.” she says, her voice was high.

“Of you.” you whisper.

“You don’t smell. What an interesting human.” she says in soft amusement. She moves her hand and moves to your face, clutching your cheeks with one hand. Her face turns into a nasty expression as she looked at you. Your body shakes in fear.

Paul knew that the movie had to have been over. He didn’t see the red head on patrol. However, he smelled a faint scent of a leech when he followed Sam to Billy’s home.

“Where are you going? We have to get Jacob to phase.” Sam speaks to him in his head.

Paul doesn’t say anything, he follows the scent with his snout as it gets stronger and stronger.

You watched as Victoria turns her head to the side. An evil but soft smirk is displayed on her face. It was as if she was sensing something.

“You can sense danger.” you whispered out. She snaps her gaze back to you. It’s angry as if you called her out on something. Her grip becomes tighter and you wince as you felt her fingers dig into your cheekbones.

“I can sense your death too.” she says evilly.

She leans forward but, she’s knocked out of the way. She still lands gracefully on her feet. You knew she was about to run. She was faced off against Paul’s wolf.

Thinking fast, you pick up a piece of glass from someone’s discarded beer bottle, you slice the palm of your hand. Her face immediately lights up at the smell of your blood. It was as if she got high from the smell of it. You then run, you run away from both Paul and her, trying to get her to follow you. She took the bait.

She rushed towards you, lusting after the mouthwatering liquid that was trickling out of your hand.

Before you knew it, you heard high pitched pleas. Paul’s animalistic growl was overlapping her cries. You didn’t want to look. From the last time, you thought it was best if you didn’t.

It wasn’t until he called your name. You still didn’t turn around. He accepted this.

“Go back to Billy’s and get Sam. We have to light this bitch on fire.” you heard him say.

With both Sam and Paul gone, you sat with Billy and Jacob.

Jacob’s long hair had dirt and bits of leaves stuck in it. He had a pair of shorts on him that was definitely Sam’s.

His eyes didn’t look up even when you entered. You all sat in silence until Jacob broke it. He still stared at the floor. He looked defeated.

“Is this why Embry can’t talk to me?” he whispered. You waited to see if Billy would answer, but Billy let you answer.

“Yes.” you softly say.

“My life is ruined.” he groaned and the adolescence of his aura was gone.

“You shifted back to human fast. How did you do it?” you ask him.

He looks up then to you.

“I just thought of Bella.” he admits.

You help him wash his hair. You hold his hand as Billy explained to him why this happened.

“What about school? What about my dreams of opening my own shop?” he asks his father.

Billy lets out a sympathetic sigh, “It will happen, but right now, our people need you, son.”

“This isn’t fair. Bella dated a leech and she knew!” he says bitterly as he gets up and stormed off into his room.

The next couple of weeks were hard. You had to keep the secret away from Bella.

You did had to stop in New York, Larry had another high client who wanted a commission piece from you.

You were thankful you didn’t have to see or touch the apartment that you had from the Cullens. Larry insisted that whenever you come into town, you could stay with him in a spare room.

Larry looked proud as the client gushed about how they loved their piece from you.

It got to the point, where he called you his goddaughter to strangers.

You thankfully didn’t see the Cullens while you were there. However, you didn’t travel far out in the city, as you only stuck with Larry and his girlfriend.

“Has she asked about me?” Jacob asks as you and Embry were hanging out in his garage. Earlier, you and Bella went to the library.

She kept asking you if you had seen Jacob lately. You had to lie and say no. Even spicing it up saying that he wouldn’t answer the phone. That statement seemed to open a can of worms because you find out that she tried to call him as well but his father told her he had mono. She was getting skeptical because an entire month was about to pass.

You nod. Jacob looked sad.

“Sam says I still can’t see her. I won’t phase and hurt her.” he says sadly.

“I know.”

“Can you talk to him? He seems to at least listen to you.” he says.

“Me?” you ask.

“Yeah. Just…I don’t know..Tell him I need to grab something from her.”

“Like he would believe that.” you say.

“Anything, Y/N. I just want to see her.” he says and his statement had a hint of desperation. You huff out a bit, “I’ll see….What I can do. Don’t get me caught up Jacob.” you say.

You see a hint of old Jacob when he smiled.

“Hell, no.” Sam says.

“What if he imprints?” you ask.

“What if he doesn’t?” Sam throws back.

“That’s not fair. You know he treats her like a china dish.” you say to him.

“My answer is no. Don’t get in the middle of that Y/N.” Sam says. Your shoulders slump at his answer. He wasn’t budging.

“My birthday is tomorrow. I want all of my friends there.” you say, making sure to drip your voice with sadness and turn to walk away.

Sam sighs a bit before saying, “You’re having your birthday here. If this backfires, I know who I’m point my finger at.”

You turn and hug him. He couldn’t help but bring out a soft smile as he hugged you back before saying, “Alright, alright. Go before I change my mind.”

The morning of your birthday, Paul gifted you a present that made your eyes roll to the back of your head and whine out to his name. He even made you breakfast before leaving out.

When you finally got out of bed, Larry called you.

“Hello?”

“Happy birthday!” he says.

“Thank you.” you smile into the phone.

“Did you look outside?”

“Outside?” you ask.

“I’ll stay on the phone while you do.” he says.

You open your front door, a car sat in front of your home. You gasp and drop your phone. Larry heard as you squeal with excitement and he laughed at your reaction.

Your hands run over the clean car. It shined and you loved it very much.

You forgot you had him on the phone and picked up your phone.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” you say into the phone.

“You’re welcome sweetie. Enjoy.” he says.

You push open Jacob’s bedroom door. He was just waking up and was rubbing his eyes.

“Hey. Happy birthday.” he says and then starts to yawn.

Beaming brightly, “Thanks..I got a car!” you say.

Jacob looks at you and he’s up on his feet.

“Wanna test drive it?” you offer at his shocked face as you both are outside.

“Can I?” he asks you with a tinkle in his eye and you laugh and nod, handing him the keys.

He drove it and he fell in love with it. He kept saying, “Oh my god.” with a big smile. His large hands were caressing the steering wheel. He talked a lot of car language you didn’t understand. All in all, he let you know that you had a good car. A great car at that.

“I talked to Sam.” you tell him.

“And?” he asks in anticipation.

“He said Bella can come for my birthday. But, it has to be at his house.”

“I do not care. This day just keeps getting better and better.” he says happily.

Paul came into Sam’s as you all were eating lunch. He had to threaten Jared with his life when he heard him joking about giving you birthday punches.

“Whose car is that outside?” Paul asks as he grabs a sandwich and flops next to you. You gasp at the flowers he gave you and thank him happily. He gives you a smile and kissed you loudly before taking a bite.

“Mine.” you say with a grin.

He chews and furrows his eyebrows.

“It rides so good.” Jacob couldn’t help but say.

“Who got you a car?” Paul asks.

“Larry did. He’s my godfather now.” you say as you shrug.

“Damn. Can he be mine?” Embry asks.

“As long as it wasn’t Cullen.” Paul says and you nod in agreement.

“If you’re nice. I’ll share it with you.” you tell him and place a hand on his thigh.

You text Bella Emily’s address. You just hoped this didn’t fall back on you.

Bella gave you a big hug when she saw you. You grab her hand and lead her into the living room and she gasps before running into Jacob’s arms. Arms were around each other as the two friends reunited.

You watch as she snaked her hand into his chopped hair. Her hand stayed there as she froze for a bit. He stared down at her. She stared back with contentment. After some time, she frowns a bit.

“Jake, your hair.”

“It’s just hair. It’ll grow back.” he says nonchalantly. He takes her hand and sits her close to him. So close, she was almost sitting on him.

Bella fit in with the pack’s dynamic. They were friendly back. She found herself laughing at their stupid jokes.

Opening your gifts was fun.

Bella made you a scrap book. You hug her. She hugged you back tight. The pictures were of the times you had spent together. You laughed at the off guard pictures that you didn’t know she captured.

Sam and Emily both got you art supplies.

Both Jacob and Embry gave you cards with money in it.

“Sorry, Y/N. I wish I had known, I would’ve gotten you something for your car.” he says. You wave him off and tell him you were still thankful.

“Don’t spend it all in one place.” Embry says. You thank him and say, “This is only going to the art store.” you say to him with a slight smile.

Jared gave you a classic novel. “I don’t know how you do it.” he says. You roll your eyes but, still thank him.

Kim surprised you with her attendance. You didn’t think she would come but she dropped off your gift. You open it and it was vinyl from your favorite artist. You politely thank her. She just gives you a small smile.

Paul insisted that he went last. Claiming that only the best goes last.

You tear open the square covered present and you gasp and throw your arms around him.

“You didn’t even see it. Look at it.” he says with a laugh.

You take a detailed look at it. The painted picture pulled you in and you were mesmerized. It was unique and you loved it. The brush strokes were brilliant and you smiled big. You were touched that Paul made this for you. Deep down, it was your favorite present but, you wouldn’t admit it out loud.

“I love it.” you say to him and kiss him on his mouth. He pulls back and peers down at you happily.

“I have something else for you.” he says.

He pulled out something small and wrapped up. You tear it open and you gasp at the glistening necklace. You let it dangle from your fingers as you look at the heart necklace.

“Open it up.” he says softly.

You open it with your fingers and you were met with the picture inside of you and Paul. You smile before your bottom lip wobbles. You press your face into his chest and he wraps his arms around you.

“Wow. It’s that bad?” he jokes.

“Shut up. I love it.” you tell him. You let him wipe your face with his thumbs. He turns you around and secures the necklace around your neck.

“I’m never taking this off.” you say as you lift it with your fingers.

“Good.” he says and kiss the side of your eyelid.

Emily brought out the cake that she baked for you. Her smile shines as the lights went off and the candles wave with flames.

Paul had his arm around you from behind as everyone sung you happy birthday.

“Make a wish!” was being excitedly shouted.

You close your eyes for a moment but not for long. You blew the candles out quick.

“You made a wish that fast?” Embry asks you.

“My wish already came true.” you smugly say and you cut the cake. You gave the first piece of your cake to your favorite person. The person that stole your heart. The person who you loved.

Paul.

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fashionteahouse · 6 days ago

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hey! could you do a jared x reader where reader moves to la push from a small village in england, and out on a walk, she bumps into jared and he imprints on her? he tells her about it, but she’s unsure if she should accept the imprint or not. ps. I love your writing !!!

hiii ! sure i can and thanks so much ur too sweet <333 ! hope you enjoy :)

love scars - jared x reader

The looks you got from your family when you announced new location you were moving to, wasn’t anything new. They were used to the spontaneous trips that you loved to take.

The tight knit village that you came from motivated you to go out and see what more is out in the world.

When you traveled to the states, you didn’t expect certain places to steal your heart. La Push was one of those places.

As a young person, you always wanted to live in the US, so living there was like living your childhood dream.

You enjoyed the different culture, you enjoyed the landscapes as you loved to take walks.

On this particular day, your headphones hung from your ears. The lyrics wafted through your ears and set the peaceful tone as you moved your legs forward.

You saw a figure, he was around your age. Walking closer, you saw that he was listening to music as well. You both passed each other, the eye contact was overwhelming. You've never felt anything like it but, it still felt familiar.

You turn your head back forward, trying your best to listen to the lyrics that were whining.

You found the locals to be very nice and welcoming. You were referred to a good record store.

On this particular day, you took your time thumbing through the different music with designs printed on the media.

"Yes! They have my favorite." You hear. You look up to see who said such thing.

A smiling man holds up the hard copy. You must've stared for too long, his eyes snap to yours. You realize it was the guy from you had seen some time ago.

You turn around, due to not looking like a creep. You mentally kicked yourself.

"What are you getting?"

You pause, wondering if he was talking to you. You point to yourself and he found himself nodding with the friendly smile displayed on his face.

"I'm not sure." you say.

"Where are you from?" he immediately asks after hearing you speak. Your cheeks become hot, you realized this attractive person was in close proximity. You tell him where you were from.

He looked interested as he asked small questions about the different country.

"Man, I would love to visit that place." he voiced out.

"You should." you encourage.

On a bus, you two sit across from each other, as you both were going to the same neighborhood.

He made the ride fun. His sense of humor made you show your teeth due to his jokes. You were nervous to be in his presence but you felt yourself relax as each minute passed.

He leans forward and places a headphone bud in your ear and placed the other one in his ear.

You two were now close to each other as you both grin and softly bop to the song that he chose.

At your stop, you say a sad goodbye.

Your sad goodbye earned you his phone number.

That night, you two stayed up late into the night. You both talked about each other's interests, dreams, and hobbies.

"Why can't you leave La Push?" you ask one night as you both sat on a rock on the cold beach.

He takes a look at you before saying, "It's a bit complicated."

You look down to his lap as you felt bad that he seemed bummed at the fact.

He lifts your chin, "This place isn't so bad."

"Yeah but, you couldn't take your baseball scholarship." you say sadly as you thought back to the information he revealed to you.

He shrugs, being a good sport about it, "I have duties to fulfill here."

"What kind of duties?" you ask.

"One day you will know." he just says. The mystery was eating at you. You wanted to know right then and there.

He changed the topic. He asked about the places you have traveled to. You gladly gush to him about your experiences.

He invited you over. You both shared a first kiss. It felt right. It felt like it was supposed to happen. He had your stomach fluttering as he wasn't shy about working his talented mouth. As his tongue danced against yours in perfect rhythm, you clutch to the nap of his neck as your head tilted to give him a better angle.

You both sat across from each other at the intimate table. Both elbows from both bodies were folded on the table as both faces were near each other. The legs underneath the table were against each other as you both displayed the emotion of joy.

You were glad to accept the date.

You had to contain yourself from dancing when he asked you.

He leans forward and you both slowly taste each other, without a care in the world. You two were just two young people experiencing something great.

After a month of spending most of your days with him, a commercial ad break comes onto his television screen.

"Can I tell you something?" he asks quietly. You take a look at his face as he shows himself being serious, his face. You nod. You even go as far as interlacing your hand with his. He brushed his thumb across the back of your hand.

"We have legends about protectors." he says to you. Your interest peaks.

"Really?" you ask and he nods. He began to delve into the story of the spirit warriors. Your eyebrows raised with interest as you hear how he explains how the spirit warriors eventually evolved into physical transformation into wolves. The protectors in modern day is triggered by something called cold ones. You then learn that the cold ones are vampires.

"Okay, stop with the spooky stories." you tease as the living room was dark.

He gives off a chuckle, but it wasn't his usual amused emotion. The show you two were watching comes back on. You turn your focus back onto it, Jared turns his focus on how to tell you the other thing that's eating at him.

"Do you like it?" he asks you as his hands are cupping your happy cheeks.

You nod happily.

The necklace he gave you was handmade. You thought the gift was thoughtful and you kissed him to show your appreciation. He pulls back with a smack and you look at him stepping away.

Your silent question was answered as he then says to you, "Close your eyes but, please don't run." You nod slowly.

You stood still as you looked at the darkness through your eyelids. You open them to see a horse sized wolf staring back at you. Your heart is in your throat.

Your shaky hand is held in his as you both walk along the beach. You were dazed and confused.

"So, is it forever?" you ask him after he reveals to you what imprints are.

"Yes."

Its quiet. The only sound that's being heard is the footsteps you both are making.

You avoided him after that day. You lied through a text of why you couldn't come over.

It wasn't until he saw you in a grocery store. He called your name.

"What's going on? Are you avoiding me or something?"

You nervously shake your head.

He breaths in before asking, "I know that what I told you was a lot but, you know you can talk to me, right?"

"I know." you say in a small voice.

That night, he called you.

"I don't know if I can accept it." you say with your eyes closed.

It was silent on his end. You didn't know that he was slumped over as he sat on his bed, the phone to his ear. He swallowed the prickly feeling in his throat.

"W-why not?" he genuinely asks.

"I just...It's a lot." you say into the phone.

"Can I still see you?" he desperately asks, he doesn't make the effort to hide it.

"Sure..." you say. He detected the uncertainty in his voice.

"Do you still have the necklace I gave you?" he quietly asks.

"Yes. I do." you say and look at it laying on the nightstand. He seemed relieved.

Hanging up with him, it spun your mind as your mind thought back to the legends he told you. You didn't plan on coming here and diving into a supernatural world. You however, missed the simple moments with him.

Everything was starting to make sense as to why he couldn't leave. You put a pillow over your face as silent tears of frustration leaked out of your eyes. You couldn't imagine being stagnant in one place.

He looked at you as you both sat at the small intimate table. He knew it wasn't the same. He didn’t know love scars existed. He looked at your forced expressions and your somewhat fake laughs. He missed the easy going thing you two had going on. Regret started to flood his brain.

"I shouldn't have said anything." he thought in his head.

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out of your league - paul x reader

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You cried all night. You didn’t even go to sleep because before you knew it, the sunlight was peaking from the sides of the blackout curtains. You had watched the room transition from nighttime to daytime through your tears.

You lay face down in a pillow when a loud knock was heard. You ignored it. You didn’t have the energy to move. It knocked more rapidly and louder. You groaned and kicked your covers off. You swing the door open and Alice looked at you in horror.

“Why aren’t you dressed?!” she says peering at you in a high octave tone. Your wrinkled pajamas was hugged to your body.

You slump your shoulders as she swiftly made her way into your room. Your light was now on and you squint and block the light with your hand.

“You look horrible.” she comments.

“Thanks.” you say sarcastically but quietly because you had no energy left. You even ran out of tears.

She unzipped the plastic bag that held your outfit and laid the handmade clothes on your bed.

“Let’s go. Larry’s not going to stay long.” she says.

After spitting out the toothpaste, you tried your best to wash your face and seen that your eyes showed that you were crying all night. You sit with your arms crossed when you were finally dressed. It fit you perfectly. You crossed your legs since you had on a skirt.

She reaches forward to place concealer under your eyes but you lean back.

“Y/N, you and I both know you look like a zombified mess.” she says.

You sigh as you place your hands on your knee, “I just want to drop this paper off so I can sulk some more.” you say.

Alice does look concerned as she observed your sad face and demeanor. She sets everything down and places her hands on your shoulders.

“I told you it will hurt. You just have to keep pushing. Things are going to lighten up.”

“That’s tough to believe.” you say with a sigh you eventually let her dab on the coverage on your face with her finger.

Alice skips outside with you as you both come out of the hotel. She follows you as you scoot into the car.

“You didn’t have to come.” you say to Edward who is in the backseat as well.

He doesn’t say anything as Alice is now on the opposite side of you, closing the car door shut on her side. His eyes are stuck at what you have on. You decide to stare straight ahead as the driver worked the wheel.

Larry really was only there to stop in, take his messages and leave. He was very pleased to see you as he gladly takes the paper out of your hands.

He tells you with a confident smile, “I think we will be a great team.”

You force a friendly smile and thank him again for the opportunity. As you leave out, you realize it’s been set in stone. There’s definitely no turning back now. You walk in the opposite direction as Edward and Alice.

You just wanted some coffee.

The shop was small and cozy and you were glad that it wasn’t overcrowded.

As the steam rises out of your cup, both hands are placed on either sides of your mug as you peer down at it. Edward chose to follow you, sitting down across from you at the small table, silently. He watched you zone out a bit as you just sit there staring at the brown liquid.

“You’re not going to eat?” he asks as he watched you.

You shake your head.

“You’re beating your body up.” he says softly.

“Good. I deserve it.” you say back.

“You can’t punish yourself.” he says. He places two hands on the table and relaxes them.

“And why not?” you say nastily as you glare at his face. His voice is still calm when he speaks again.

“You did nothing bad.” he says. You don’t say anything.

Some time passed as you take a small sip. You look to your side out of the window. As you shifted your leg to overlap your other one, you noticed his leg was a bit close to yours as he stretched his out some.

You check the time. You were supposed to board your plane an hour ago. You sigh softly.

“Alice canceled the other leg.” he explains as he watched you set your phone down.

“Great.” you whisper out as you continue to watch the window.

You watch as people walk and some even run past. You notice the clouds starting to form with one another, darkening the sky a bit.

You blinked as your eyesight started to fade in and out. You rise up as you start to feel your mouth water.

Luckily the bathroom was for one person, leaving you to fling the door closed. You heaved over the toilet, bending over as nothing came out. You clutched your stomach as it kept pressing itself in, trying to find something to reject. You whimper at the feeling, letting the excess saliva fall into the toilet instead.

You bend your knees, squeezing your eyes shut as you continue to hold your stomach.

You heard a soft knock and a voice following it, “Y/N, are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” you say softly, still trying to focus on not being nauseous, “I will be out in just a minute.”

You rise after some time, you rinse your face with cold water. You were feeling a bit overheated. You dab your face dry with a paper towel and looked into the mirror.

You barely recognized yourself. This was not the person who left La Push. This was not the person who came here with high hopes.

You didn’t know if you were overreacting, but you looked close to being dead. Alice’s placement of the concealer made you feel thankful.

You made sure your legs were steady as you came out of the bathroom, Edward was waiting nearby.

“Are you alright?” he asks again and places a hand on a spot on your back.

“Yes.” you say. You have a seat again.

“You really should eat something. The coffee will only curb your appetite.” he says to you.

You don’t listen as you continue to sip on it, the liquid now being a cool room temperature. You didn’t set the mug down until a brown ring was at the bottom of it.

“It’s going to rain.” Edward says as he takes off his jacket and follows you out the door.

“What a day.” you comment as you didn’t have an umbrella. Just the stylish clothes that Alice had made for you. You cross your arms as you continue to walk.

He raised and wrapped it around you, covering your head perfectly, and in the nick of time, rain fell down onto you.

“You’re going to get wet.” you say to him as he’s walking with you closer next to him.

“It’s alright. I can’t get sick but, you can.” he says with a soft grin.

He opens the car door, you bend down and carefully slide into the car, and he follows in after you, closing the car door.

You lean your head back as the patter hits the windows and the driver works the wheel.

You sit up after some time, noticing the route was not back to your hotel room. You look to Edward. He looks to you.

“Alice had to check you out.” he says.

“I hope she didn’t forget anything.” you say, shaking your head a bit.

“This is Alice we are talking about.” he says and you couldn’t argue with that.

“So…Why are we here?” you ask as the brake screeches in front of the penthouse that stood tall.

“She has your things.” he says and grabs his jacket and holds it for you to come out.

You don’t even feel the rain as you walk in.

Edward unlocks and open the door and Alice is right at your face. She pulls you into the home.

“I know you did something.” you tell her as she smiles.

“I did.” she says in a quirky tone. You flop down on the large couch, “Where’s my things?” you ask.

“In the spare room. Guess what? I got you an apartment!” she says and smiles brightly.

“Alice!” you say with widened eyes.

“Before you freak out, it’s month to month.” she says but you shake your head.

“I was going to pay for the extra time being here at the hotel.”

“You don’t want your own space? I mean the hotel was nice and all but, you’re going to be working and you need your own space to I don’t know..Move around.” she says to you.

“What am I going to do with you?” you say shaking your head.

“Love me!” she says comically and she zips out of the room and comes back in with a blanket.

“Lay down Y/N. Sleep.” she says to you.

“I’m actually not tired anymore.” you say as you blink and don’t feel the heaviness in your eyes.

“I’m not going for that.” she says as you lay down comfortably. The blanket is over your body.

“Me and Jazz are only going out hunting. When you wake up, we will get you something to eat.” she tells you and you nod. She looks up to her brother who standing over the couch.

“Are you coming?” she asks him.

He slightly shakes his head as he comes around the sofa.

“I’m fine, I’ll go later on. I’m good right now.” he says and takes a seat on the opposite side of you.

“Okay.” she says to him. She turns her attention back onto you and places a hand on your forehead, “Y/N. Sleep.”

“Yes, mommy dearest.” you say.

This brings out a smirk from Alice and a chuckle from Edward. She’s out of the room.

“Can I watch tv?” you ask and sit up on your elbows.

“Y/N.” Edward says and shakes his head slightly with a grin.

“Come on, please?” you slightly poke your lip out before smiling.

He fakes a tired sigh before saying, “Fine. But, I’m turning on what to watch.”

“What?” you say as you slump back down.

“I can either turn on a movie or the news channel.” he teases.

“The movie it is.” you quietly say.

The black and white picture comes into view. You watch as a man drives with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth with two hands on the steering wheel. An old piano is heard to be playing as the character does so.

“What’s this?” you ask at the clearly old movie.

“Le petit soldat.” he answers in perfect french pronunciation.

“It better not be boring.” you quietly say.

“If it’s boring, you will sleep.” he whispers as he watched the screen.

You continue to watch anyway. Watching as the male character brings out a camera from the backseat of his car, aiming and shooting at the couple who’s kissing in front of a sign.

“Aimez-vous les uns les autres”

You only knew what it said because of the class you took when you were a freshman in high school.

“Love one another”

You began to yawn as he drove away.

The french male narration follows you into your dreams. You dreamed of Paul. You dreamed of his face. You reached out to him and he simply ignored you. You felt like crying but you couldn’t bring yourself to. You moved forward but an invisible glass was blocking you. He doesn’t look up but you yelled but no sound came out and you banged against the glass with all of your might.

You woke up to a dark room. The tv glowing back at you with something else on. You sit up a bit after rubbing your eyes to find Edward taking his eyes off of the television and onto you.

“How did you sleep?” he asks.

“I slept well.” you say, refusing to say alright.

“Are you hungry? The rain slowed up.” he says.

“It’s still daytime?” you ask.

“No. It’s dusk.” he says to you.

You go to move your sock covered legs and feet, only to find them resting very close to his lap.

You knit your eyebrows a bit as you slowly rise up and stretch your arms out.

“I still feel like I got hit by a bus.” you comment.

“Still?”

“Yeah.” you say, “I need an umbrella. Just in case.”

“I have one.” he says as he takes one out of the coat closet.

“Never mind.” you mutter and slide on the loafers that you had taken off earlier.

You slide on your jacket. As you walk into the streets, the drizzle fell over the umbrella that Edward held.

You immediately felt lightheaded. You didn’t know what else to do, so you clutched onto his arm. Edward looked down at you in slight perturbation.

“Are you alright?” he asks.

“I don’t know. I feel weird.” you say as you clutch his arm a bit tighter. Your vision started to be unfocused again as you started to not see what was in front of you.

You felt him direct you in somewhere, when you sit down you breathed out a small sigh as you rubbed your eyes.

“We got seated that quick?” you ask as you looked around the restaurant.

“I was worried. You really need to eat something. I had to do what I had to do.” he says as he looked at his arm that was resting on the table.

The waitress soon comes over with a big smile, mostly to Edward. Taking a look at her dazed face, you knew what he did. She leaves off to get you a drink and you lean forward, “Did you..?”

He nods. The thing was, he didn’t feel sorry about it in the slightest.

You felt the same feeling from earlier then. You rise up but you had to hold the table to keep your balance.

You felt a cool hand on your hand.

“Y/N?”

“I just need to go to the restroom.” you rush out as you tried your best to rush through the restaurant to find a bathroom.

You couldn’t make it into the stall before you dry heaved again over the sink. Nothing could come up as your body pressed against you. You clutch the sink as you leaned forward.

You take your phone out of your jacket and you so badly wanted to click on his contact. But, you knew that he would tell you to come home. You set it down on the sink and you noticed that the stall doors were open. You breathed out a sigh of relief that you had some type of privacy.

You looked into the mirror and you looked as if you were about to pass out at any given moment.

You hear a loud buzz. Picking it up, you immediately answer.

“Hello?”

“What’s going on Y/N?”

“Sam, what do you mean?”

“Paul won’t tell me anything. I thought you were supposed to come home yesterday.” he speaks out.

“Yeah um..It was a mixture of things. I accepted a real good opportunity which is making me stay here longer. And…I heard about the threat that you guys have to deal with.” you explain.

“It has to be more than that. He tried to test my authority. I didn’t want to but, I had to make him submit all over again.” he says and it was a voice of a man who’s tired.

“It’s my fault. He really wanted me to come home. I..” you say and sigh before closing your eyes.

“Can I speak to him? Is he around?” you ask.

“He hasn’t phased out since yesterday.” he tells you.

“Well…Can you tell him that…I do care about him…I didn’t want to hurt him.” you say sadly.

“I can tell him. I think what really ticked him on edge was that Emily left to see her mother and she was able to come back. He kept saying ‘she left me’ before he snapped.” he tells you.

You felt your heart drop as you knew that wasn’t the reason before shaking your head, “I didn’t leave him. I swear I didn’t. I really will be back soon I just have to work here for a while.”

“What’s a while?”

“A year.” you say after you scratch your eyebrow with one finger.

“A year?! Y/N. No wonder he’s going crazy.” he says with a deep sigh.

“What?” you say in confusion.

“His wolf can’t be away from his imprint that long. He’s right, you do need to come home.”

“Sam, that’s not fair. You of all people should know how much this means to me! I go home and what? Worry every five seconds about whether or not he makes it back safe and alive? This opportunity is the main reason why I didn’t even go to college!” you say as you pace a bit with the phone stuck to your ear.

“I get it. I completely do.” he says stoically.

“No. You don’t. You’re sounding just like him!” you say in frustration.

“You can’t expect normalcy in the supernatural world. It sounds unfair, I know, but it’s just the reality. It’s what comes with it. When you accepted the imprint, you agreed to accept everything that comes with it. I was feeling what he was feeling when Emily was gone as well. You don’t get it, Y/N. The imprint balances the wolf so that means with you away, especially for a long period of time, he can go rogue.” he says carefully.

“I have to do this, Sam.” you say.

“Just think about what I said. Just please think about it. In a situation like this, we really need to stick together. We can’t afford our pack being broken apart over a cold one.” he says.

“I will. I give you respect, so I will.” you sincerely say. He seems pleased with this as he wishes you well and adds, “If anything doesn’t seem right or if you don’t feel right, please, please, please don’t hesitate to call me.”

You agree.

Edward looks at you as you have a seat.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes. I’m afraid you’re right. I am beating up my body.” you say in defeat.

“I ordered you something simple.” he tells you.

“I was gone for that long?” you say and put your head in your hands. He nods.

You ate all of your food in one sitting, you felt slightly better. But, not all the way better. You didn’t understand. You had gotten rest, you ate, so why did you feel uneasy still? You, however, didn’t make it known.

“There’s a library nearby. Would you like to go?” Edward offers as you both walk again.

“Sure.” you say with a shrug.

In the aisle of the thriller section, you came to realization.

“I don’t even know what I’m going to make.” you whisper in the quiet setting.

He places a book back onto the shelf, reaching his arm over you as he slid it back.

“How about how you feel?” he suggests.

“What? Sickly?” you ask with a soft grin.

“I mean…..You could play on that.” he says grinning back.

“I guess…I want to do something I’ve never done before.” you mused.

“Something you’ve never done before?” he questions.

“I want to really make something that will have someone think.” you say as you turn the book over to skim the back of it.

“You already do that.” he says and you see a glimpse of white from his mouth.

“I don’t know.” you say with a shrug.

“What about…?” he starts but you stop walking to the next section. You look at him to continue.

“What about love?” he suggests.

“Love is too complex. Do we really know what it is?” you say with a light laugh.

“It’s a spectrum. It doesn’t have to be just…One thing in order to define it.”

“I suppose.” you say and you settle with a greek mythology book.

Edward let you use his address to get a library card.

“I think I want to sculpt something. Like really get hands on.” you say as you both walk back to the penthouse.

“That would be interesting.” he comments.

“After what I saw what Larry displays, I have some serious competition.” you say as the elevator door closes.

“They’re not as good as you.” he comments quietly as the elevator moves up.

“That’s a stretch.” you say quietly chuckling.

“It’s true. You make people stop and feel.” he says as he walks next to you.

He opens the door and Alice and Jasper were home.

“Hey.” you greet them both. They greet you back.

You felt a hand be placed on your shoulder, you look.

“I will be back. I need to hunt.” he says to you. You nod.

“I’m going to my ‘for now’ room.” you tell Alice as you start to walk and she guides you to the spare room.

It was grand. You didn’t expect less from them. Your suitcase was standing proud. You peered into it and Alice did make sure to grab everything.

You flopped on the bed after closing the door. You still felt incredibly exhausted. Your mind started to race as you stared up at the ceiling from the bed.

You sit up with a wince and a gasp. It felt like your body was smacked into something hard. You roll off the bed and onto the floor as you hold your sides. It hurt too much to feel embarrassing.

Alice rushed in, kneel at your side, “Oh my god, are you alright?”

“I don’t know.” you say as you wanted to cry. Jasper stands behind her. You felt the pain starting to ease up, but you knew something was wrong.

She helps you rise up and she takes a long look at you, “It feels like you’re burning up.” she comments to you.

“I think… I think I need to lay down.” you say as your vision start to blur. You put one knee on the bed before you land forward on the soft bed.

You don’t know what happened next, but you woke up to Edward sitting in the chair in the corner of the room.

You groan as you turn over. A blanket from the bed was over you and you push it off the upper part of your body.

“What’s wrong with me?” you whisper into the darkness.

“Do you want to go to the hospital?”

“No. Paul will freak.” You say as you blink at the dark room.

“Should I get Carlisle?” he asks. You think for a moment and nod, you hearing his footsteps let you know that his eyes could still see you in the dark.

He stands as he exits the room.

Alice comes in right after he leaves and placed a hand on your forehead while sitting on the edge of your bed.

“Did you see this? In your vision?” you ask.

“No. I wasn’t looking for your future, the traumatic event as it was your choice to go home, hit at me so strongly.” she admits.

“This doesn’t make any sense.” you comment.

“Carlisle will be here soon.” she reassured you and hold your hand. The cool hand noticeably contrast in your fevered hand.

“When can I go home? It feels like….It feels like I’m dying.” you say with a whine at the last part.

“It’s going to be some time before Victoria is dead.” she says to you.

“How much time? I miss Paul. I just want Paul.” you say as you squeezed your eyes closed, you didn’t want to cry but you were on the verge of tears. She then rubs your shoulder.

“I know.” she says softly with a hint of compassion.

She sits with you until you hear the door open again. She stands up as she says hello to the father figure.

Carlisle felt your head with his hand as he peered down at you.

“You do feel very hot.” he says.

“She hasn’t been taking care of herself.” Edward says as he sits on the edge of the bed.

“Edward, not now.” you say with annoyance.

“He’s a bit right. It’s important for you to get plenty of sleep and to eat. Now, I don’t understand why you were pain. What did it feel like?” Carlisle asks you.

“Like something smacked me hard. It just smacked me out of nowhere. My vision goes in and out to where it’s a bit hard to see if front of me at times.” you explain.

“She said she felt like she got hit by a truck when she had woken up earlier.” Edward adds on. Carlisle takes a worried glance at you after hearing this.

“You should take it easy.” Carlisle says and then looks to Edward without saying anything. It was evident that communication was happening. Edward rises and leaves the room immediately.

“It seems like you’re experiencing a sudden drop in blood pressure. As for the pain, do you feel sick?” he asks.

“No. I don’t feel sick.” You say as Edward hands you a glass of water. He made the effort to hold the glass as you drink in little by little. You sighed from the refreshment and lay back to find find yourself fluffed up with pillows . Alice puts a pillow under your legs.

“How will I work? I need to get better.” you say.

“Don’t rush it.” Edward tells you.

“I have a lot I need to do.” you say as you start to droop and close your eyes.

“Just let her sleep.” Carlisle says to Edward. Edward stands as he peered down at you. Your chest began to rise and fall slowly.

“Edward.” Carlisle says to Edward, who was still peering down at you, to get him to let you be.

As much as he didn’t want to, he turned and leaves out of the room.

You woke up to it already being the next morning. You rub your eyes as the bright light shined through the curtains.

You reached over and seen that Paul did call an hour prior to you waking up. You immediately get out of bed and get dressed.

After checking your email, you find out you have to fly to LA the next day. The duration was for two days. This was the tightest deadline you’ve ever gotten.

After brushing your teeth, Alice is in your face with a muffin.

“Eat.” she says.

“Thanks.” you say with a smile.

Alice takes your arm and you’re in the living room. Carlisle was still there. You smile at him as he smiles back.

“How are you feeling?” he asks.

“Better.” you say as you do. You then turn to Alice, “After I eat, I need to go to get art supplies.”

“Okay! I know where we could go.”

You look down while chewing and you swallow.

“Um…I was thinking I go alone. I won’t be long.” you say and she doesn’t feel down about it as she grins and nods.

As you walk, you call Paul. He answers on the first ring.

He doesn’t get hello out before you ramble on, “I’m so sorry, Paul. I promise I do care about you. I didn’t leave you, I swear I didn’t. I do miss you. Things are just so complicated. I promise I will come back home.”

“I miss you too.” he says quietly, you had to strain to hear him but you still smile.

“I talked to Sam.” you tell him.

“I know. He told me.” he says in the same volume.

“I have to….” you say and close your mouth.

“What is it?” he says not bothering to speak louder.,

“When I tell you I love you, I want to tell you it because I feel it.”

“Okay.”

Silence follows after.

“I’m going to LA tomorrow.” you tell him.

“Okay.”

You searched for more to say as you felt sad that the conversation was nothing like it’s ever been before.

“I gotta go.” he says.

“Booo.”

This makes him break out a chuckle.

“Wait, Paul!” you say before he could hang up.

“Yeah?”

You wait for a moment to ask, “Can I call you..Tonight?”

“Of course.” he says and hangs up.

You knew what you were going to make.

You come in with a bag and Alice jumps up with excitement.

“Do you want to see your place?” she asks.

“Yeah.” you say with a low energy smile. Edward stares at you.

You were grateful. It was a spacious apartment and you definitely had an entire free room to do all of your artwork. You turn and hug her tight with a smile.

“See? I knew you would love it!” she says. You chuckle a bit. You looked up as Alice unwrapped herself from you to see Edward with his hands in his pockets, looking at you and his sister.

“Okay. Let’s go. She has a project due in like two days.” Alice says to her brother.

“Do you mind..If I stay?” he asks you. Alice looks to you for an answer.

You got nervous, “Um….I work better…Alone. I never have people around me while I work. Ever.” you admit.

“That’s okay! Come on, Edward.” Alice says.

Edward takes his time to follow his sister out.

You let out a breath when you know they’re both out of the building.

You were happy you weren’t feeling so weak. You start to sketch out the idea before implanting the details.

You worked until darkness came. You munched on takeout as you called Paul from your bedroom.

He answers and you’re surprised.

“Hey, you.” you say.

He rubbed his eye as he says, “Hey.”

“Do you want to see what I’m making so far?” you ask.

“No, let me see it when you’re done.” he says and he squints a bit, “Where are you at?”

“My apartment. I got put up.” you say.

“Oh.” he says and you watch as his face falls.

“It’s not a yearly lease. It’s month to month. I can still leave when it comes down to it.”

He nods slowly as he looks down a bit, “But you won’t.”

You look to the side.

The silence was thick. You didn’t know what else to say to him. He just looked at your digital entity.

“Why did….Sam make you submit? What did you do?” you ask after some time of looking at each other.

He shrugs, “I was going to come get you my self.” he admits.

You didn’t know whether to be serious or laugh at the thought.

“I kind of…Wish you did.” you say quietly.

“Is that so?”

“Yeah….I feeling so horrible. Sick even. I felt like I was dying.” you admit.

“Was it the day you talk to Sam?” he asks. You nod.

“Hm..” he says.

“Why? Were you feeling like that too?” you ask.

“A bit. I just know I was more hostile than usual. Last night, as we were chasing the leech, I smacked right into Jared as she juked out of my reach.” he says.

“Oh.” you say you say a slight frown.

“Shit was crazy.” he says as he rubs his eyes again.

“I think I felt that.” you whispered.

“Felt what?��

You shake your head slightly as you start, “I remember being in so much pain. It felt like my body was smacked into something.”

“Are you serious?” he asks, looking more alert.

“Yeah.” you say.

“This is why you need to be home.” he says starting to bring the level of his voice up. You don’t say anything as you already knew what was holding you back from going home.

You instead, take him with you to throw your trash away.

In a way, he got a virtual tour of what your apartment looked like.

“There’s no way you paid for that.” he comments.

You set him on the counter as the trash is dumped into the kitchen garbage.

“I didn’t. I told you I got put up.” you say with a sly smile.

He was about to say something but he stops as he sighs as he says, “Alright. I gotta go. That was Sam.”

“Okay. Be safe…” you say in a somber.

“Always am.” he says.

You flop backwards on the bed as you are content. It was finished. The buzz at your door made you confused, you’re even more confused when the morning light is shining bright at you.

Looking at the same clothes that you’ve had on, the knocking hits your door again. You press the talk button with furrow eyebrows, “Yeah?”

“Are you ready? You have to get to the airport.” Edward says. You look at the project that sat strong and finished as you realized you didn’t even sleep.

You hide your gasp as you blink at the sky before admiting,“I didn’t wrap my art yet.” you say as you rub your eyes.

“I will have it wrapped and in the car before you’re even dressed but, you seriously have to go.” he says.

As you got dressed in your room. Edward greedily looked at what you made in the other room. He was careful but still quick to live up to his claim.

Your jaw was sore as you kept covering your yawn with your hand in the car. You wiped the stray tears that were collecting in your eyes from the yawning sessions.

Your mood was better, Paul called you before you had to leave. He praised what you made, he was genuinely blown away.

“Why didn’t you sleep?” Edward asks with a slight frown.

“How would I sleep in order to finish this?” you asked as you held the sturdy hard-sided container. His eyes flickered with a dash of excitement as he looked at it and you.

“It does look amazing.” he comments as he stared down at the covered work.

When you touched down, you were glad to be alone. Larry had someone pick you up from the airport and brought you to his house.

He introduced you to his girlfriend, who was also an artist.

You were relieved that you could be somewhat comfortable.

“I can’t wait to set this up.” he says as you unwraveled the protection around the piece. He had a glass box that was ready to for it to be placed in.

“It is beautiful.” she says with a smile and her hands together, “What inspired you?”

“Have you ever experienced heartache so bad, that you don’t want to be inside of your body anymore?” you ask her.

She couldn’t bring out an answer as she looked at it earnestly.

“Not like this, but it definitely makes me feel like I have before.” she says while nodding as she intently mused at the fiber art.

You stayed in the guesthouse. You didn’t know whether or not to feel bad, but you felt happy that the Cullens weren’t around. The weather was going to be sunny, Alice letting you know that she and Edward weren’t going to chance coming, she also seen no faulty events for the two days you were going to be gone. You were glad in a way because you had time to think.

You really were glad you finished because you didn’t know that Larry was having the gallery on the same day as you came. You sat in the car heading to his gallery in Beverly Hills. New wave of pieces were debuting tonight and you were nervous. You didn’t know if your stuff would hold up to the expectations of the other artists.

The lights were bright as you saw your piece set up, with your name showing everybody that you were responsible for the artistic decision.

People oo’ed and ahh’ed as they walked around, they asked you questions as they huddled around the art piece that you made. Most of them being high profile, you just breathed and chanted in your head to be yourself.

You tried your best to force a smile but you wanted a certain person to come. Pictures were taken and Larry looked proud as people gushed about what you made.

Things were dying down as people mingled and talked about what to do afterwards. You were looking down, staring off to space as you were thinking about heading back to the house.

“Did you get beat up or something?” a voice says to you that made your heart beat wildly.

You saw a pair of familiar shoes. You immediately look up to see the person who you wanted to see.

“Oh my god!” you say as you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling you close to him. He sways you as you both didn’t care that people were looking. He grabbed your neck so you could look at his face and pulled you in with a kiss.

You didn’t care that you couldn’t breathe, he also didn’t care either. You both pull back and smile at each other.

He pressed his forehead to yours as you pant.

“How? How did you get here?”

“I ran here.” Paul says.

“Sam didn’t order you to stay away?” you ask in surprise.

“He didn’t say I couldn’t go to a gallery.” he says with a smirk.

Your arms were around him and you frown a bit, “You lost weight.”

“You did too.” he says with the same expression that you displayed on your face.

“I’ve been too stressed to eat.” you admit.

“Me too.” he admits as well.

“How did you bring clothes?” you whisper with a smirk.

“My wolf doesn’t have a big mouth for nothing.” he says and emits a happy laugh from you as you pull him in close to you and he then says in a somewhat annoyed but light voice, “Looks like someone wants you.”

You pull away and you look to see Larry standing there with a supportive grin.

“Oh, hey.” you say sheepishly as you forgot that you were in a public setting.

“Oh, I was waiting for you to get it all out.” He jokes as you look down with a smile. Paul puts a heavy arm around you shoulders and pull you close to his side.

“This is Paul. My boyfriend.” you introduced to him and Larry shook his hand and you had to look away to stop yourself from laughing because Paul had a strong grip on his hand.

“You have a talented one right here.” Larry comments before someone is now in his face speaking to him.

Paul steers you away from and you both walk around.

“So, where are you staying?” he asks in your ear.

“You won’t like it.” you say with a grin.

“Why?” he asks.

“At Larry’s guesthouse.” you say and you watch Paul’s face drop and you say, “He has a girlfriend.”

He gives you a look that screams, “Like that has stopped anyone before.”

You interlace your hand with his, “The bed is huge.” you whisper to him with a gentle smile and you watch as his mouth twitch before losing the battle of finally seeing his face soften up.

You feel your phone buzz and he feels it too. You pull out your phone as he watched you.

Alice.

He looks to you. He was expecting you to simply explain.

“Do you want me to answer?” you ask him.

“What are you going to do?” he asks seriously and plainly. He actually watches as you just answer under his arm.

“I can’t see your future! It’s gone black! Are you okay?!” Alice’s high trilled voice makes you squint and both you and Paul wince away from the phone.

“Yes. Yes, I’m okay.” you say with glee as you look at him. He’s then goes to grab your hand. He’s listening to everything that’s being said.

“I’m scared Y/N. Are you safe? Are you still at the gallery?” she asks.

“Yes. And yes. Don’t panic. Look, I have to go. It’s my turn to speak. I will call if anything happens.” you promise.

She’s not convinced but she agrees and hangs up.

You’re tugged by surprise and you look up to Paul peering down at you.

“When are you going to be done with right here?” he asks in genuine curiosity as he looks about for a bit.

“I literally don’t know.” you say as you couldn’t find Larry. You hear a chuckle that’s deep as you looked around and you look to the source.

Displaying a relaxed grin, “Aren’t you supposed to show me something?” His hands were firm around your waist. His gaze made you glad he was holding you up because you felt shaky.

You nod and he then brings you in close to his side. You slug next to him as you both stroll out of the door.

Larry was outside leaving himself.

“Are you coming to dinner with us?” he asks you after he got in a car. He leans over a bit as the car door was open.

“No-“

“Yes.”

You look at Paul.

He shrugs, “I’m hungry.”

Larry chuckles at this as he looks at his girlfriend who is also displays an amused smile.

A driver opens the door for you and Paul as you grab his hand and hop in the car with him.

He keeps a hand on your jaw as he worked his lips on yours, you fell under it like a spell as you were slumped again him, chasing his kisses. The driver following the car that’s in front. Your mouths told each other how much you missed each other.

Larry liked Paul. He found him to be quite charismatic and laid back. He had questions for you, however.

“How come you didn’t come to New York?” Larry asks Paul.

“I had work. I came here to surprise this one.” he answers and doesn’t take away the hand that was resting on your knee under the table.

“Have you thought of modeling or anything?” Larry’s girlfriend asks him, she took a good look at his face and Paul shakes his head, not really wanting to be in that scene.

“So, when is she able to come back home?” Paul asks and you look to him, surprised that he popped out with that question.

Larry chuckles quietly, “She can go home whenever she wants to. It’s just that when I need her here for business, she has to come. Sorry but, she’s the money maker.”

Paul looks to you and nods, he proceeded to ask the next question without taking his eyes off of yours, “So, when is she due back?”

“I have some meetings set up for next week. I’ll know the definite direction we are going to be moving in but uh..Yeah. Y/N, when the time is needed, you’ll be in New York right?”

“Yeah…I am…But, the thing is..” you say and look down with your heart racing, the table is quiet as they wait for your response, “Wouldn’t it just be easier to stay there instead being jet lagged all of the time?”

“Yeah. But, if you want to go home, you can. Hell, I’m back and forth from New York and LA so, it’s doable.” Larry encourages. Paul grins at this and rubs your knee.

Larry’s girlfriend got Larry’s attention and started talking to him about an offer that she received and that’s when they started talking in their own conversation.

“Don’t you leave tomorrow?” Paul asks you as fidget with a napkin on the table, you ate as much as you could before getting full.

You nod and you felt a warm hand on your back.

“I don’t want you to get in trouble with Sam.” you say quietly, worried about his consequence.

“There you go, worrying.” Paul says with a smirk.

“I’m serious.” you say in a quiet but captious tone at him. He doesn’t take it to heart but it doesn’t stop him from leaning in and asking in your ear, “What’s with you?”

“Nothing. Sorry. I’m just tired.” you say quietly. He’s not convinced but he lets it be the answer.

Larry’s girlfriend sees someone that she knows, gets up and gives them a hug. They move from the table and talk and catch up, happy to run into each other. Paul tells you that he has to use the bathroom. When he walks off, Larry takes a look at you.

You try to ignore it but he’s still looking at you.

“That guy, you were with at the symphony, he wasn’t your boyfriend?” Larry asks you quietly. You shake your head while saying no politely.

“He isn’t like your manager or anything?” he asks again.

“No. He..He was a friend of a friend.” you say.

“Oh...”

“What made you ask?” you ask with an amused look.

“It was the way that he handled everything, taking control over the situation. He was a bit intense.” he says as he thinks back and holds a defensive hand up before continuing, “Look, I’m not looking to get in your business but I’m getting in your buisness.” he comments before getting up and going to where his girlfriend was. His girlfriend’s friend opened her mouth into a happy gasp as she shook his hand and he carried the conversation like a casual stroll.

As soon as you and Paul came into the guesthouse, he stripped of his clothes.

“I mean, this place is huge.” he says as he’s in nothing but his boxers. You don’t say anything as you sit on the bed and look down.

“What’s wrong?” he asks as he stands in front of you.

“I’m too scared to come home.” you say lowly.

“Why?” he asks and you still don’t say anything.

“Because of the leech?” he asks again. You nod halfheartedly.

“When I leave here, I’m going back to the city.” you tell him. His face hardened.

“Now, it’s like you’re trying to piss me off.” he says.

“What?” you say dismissively as you don’t take what he’s saying seriously.

He throws you a look, not in an angry way but as if he’s thinking.

“It’s not because I don’t want to come home but, come on Paul, I’m scared.”

“And I have always protected you. I always have. Nothing bad has ever happened to you because I don’t let it.”

“Don’t say that now because what if something does happen?”

“I won’t let it happen.” he says in finality. You two hold each other’s gaze.

“I have to tell you something.” you say, you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“What?” he encouraged.

“I don’t know if Old Quil has told you but, Alice Cullen can see the future of someone’s decision making and the real reason why I stayed was because I was supposed to come home from the airport with Bella. Alice told me that Emily and I’m guessing Kim as well had to be told not to go anywhere for safety which made me decide to call Bella to pick me up, I would’ve…”

“You would’ve what?” he asks flatly and he’s back close to you.

“I would’ve died or been…One of them. And it was because of the vampire that you and the pack have been trying to kill. I wouldn’t have even made it to La Push. ” you say.

He doesn’t say anything but he stared at you deeply. So deeply, that it almost made you uncomfortable.

“So…You lied to me.” he states.

“Is that what you got from this?” you say in frustration.

“Yeah…That’s exactly what I got from this…You lied to me and it took me to come to you to get the truth out of you. If I was still home, I would’ve still been thinking it was Larry who was making you stay here. Unbelievable.” he says as he shakes his head.

“What’s unbelievable is that you would’ve still told me to come home.”

“But, you don’t know that. You didn’t give me the option!” he says back to you.

“You don’t understand-“

“I don’t understand how if she told you this, don’t you think if let’s say, you told me this , mind you, we talked the night before you were supposed to leave. We would’ve strategized on following you, making sure she didn’t attack you.”

“I didn’t think about that.”

“You’re right. You didn’t.” he says with a grin but it wasn’t friendly at all.

He then nods after looking to the side a bit, “Is that where the Cullens are? Is that where they left off to?”

“What?”

He bends down a bit to meet your eye level as you look at him.

“Are the Cullens in New York?” he asks as he felt that he knew you heard what he asked the first time.

“Where is this coming from?” you ask and he laughs a bit without a trace of humor as he felt that he caught you.

“Just say it. The real reason you didn’t want to come home, was because the Cullens told you not to come home. I find it real suspicious how they left on the same day that you did.”

“They only warned me! Not told me! I didn’t know that they would come to where I was. I swear!” you say to him. He doesn’t say anything.

“I didn’t want to get turned or die. I would have rather for you to have been mad at me for not coming home than me becoming… one of them.” you say in a calm tone as you couldn’t look at him in the face.

He cupped your jaw with one hand, it’s not an aggressive grip, and makes you look up at him as he stared down at you.

“Do not lie to me. I don’t lie to you so don’t do it to me. Do you hear me?”

You nod.

“You’re coming home with me. Tomorrow. Right?” His fierce gaze burned your eyes.

It took you some time before you eventually nodded. After you did, your face starts to twist as you tried to hold back tears. Tears of fustration.

That’s when his face starts to soften up, “I mean it. Nothing is going to happen to you.”

You nod again as you take in a breath. When he lets go of your face, you rise up to a stand.

He takes his hand to the nape of your neck, his lips are now to your ear as you’re now close to him. You jerk a bit from the fluttery sensation of his lip’s touch on your ear.

He takes his hand to make you feel the front of him, his quiet groan vibrates in your ear that shot right to the lower pit of your stomach. Your breath began to become more shallow as he makes your hand pull his boxers down a bit, causing his boner to spring out at you.

That’s when the two sets of lips meet, you both sigh out in each other’s mouths as he makes you stroke him, his hips slowly flowing forward in your hand.

Your clothes fall onto the ground as if they were leaves. You lay back as he makes you spread your legs for him, taking your underwear off in the process. You forgot how to breathe a bit as you watched him lick your center as if you were the last source of water to a quenched man.

You held the back of his head as your eyes fall closed and you sigh out in a high octave as he worked his tongue in a lewd manner. He was loud with the noises he was making as he held your legs open, preventing you from closing them. Your hands meet the center of his hair as you arch back, whining out his name. You felt more sensitive than usual as you squirmed, it felt like it’s been so long. He felt like it’s been so long.

He watched as your hooded eyes looked down at him as he rubbed his flesh against your sensitive entrance, his hands caressed the perked up breasts that rose up and down from your breathing.

He guided himself in as he sunk in you and you both groaned. You reach out to him as you wanted to feel every inch of him.

He scooted you down until you were at the end of the bed, keeping you open as he worked his hips to meet yours. Your hands tried your best to grab whatever to catch a tight grip. Your legs were already shaking as he coos to you in a rasp.

He picks up the pace as he keeps moving into you. You shuddered as he takes a thumb to circle your nub and you came while groaning out his name.

You noticed he kept going, you gripped the sheets beside you in a tight grip as he drilled in you. He leans forward to press himself against you, you clutch onto this back, your nails making indentations. He didn’t mind as he groaned encouragingly in your ear, you close your eyes again as you whine from the second small orgasm coming.

Your mouth latch onto his neck as he circled his hips. You bit down gently without breaking skin and let go and he grunts out, “Do it again. Come on, do it again.” Your mouth latch back onto him and repeat the action. The thrusts however wouldn’t let you do for long.

You were out of your mind as lays an open mouth kisses on your ear, to your neck, before capturing your mouth. Your eyes were closed with your head to the side. You take in breaths as you then feel transfer the breaths into a high sigh, feeling firm and wetness sensations sleek in the center of your legs. You just had to look and you find the most lewd sight. You felt ashamed that you enjoyed the sight. He teased the entrance, you immediately want to know what it feels like, you missed him so much. One deep thrust had you cooing at him but he didn’t change the slow pace. He pulls out and you see the white coating around his still hardened erection. Your eyes widened a bit as he flipped you over, he sinks into you from behind.

You chant his name as he snapped his hips forward. He held onto you tight as he hooked his arm around you, bringing you up with him. He snaked his hand in front of you and rubbed your nub in circles. You placed one hand on his arm and one on his thigh as you belt out the noises of pleasure.

Your hips lurched as he could now easily pump himself out of you. The noise drove the both of you into a different high. His hand had a feel of the tender breasts that moved with his movements. He then slid it up to cover his now moaning mouth with your mouth. Tongues dart out at each other before the lips could glue onto each other.

He came, you flop forward as your body felt extremely tired.

The next morning was warm. That’s all you felt was warmth.

You didn’t want to get out of bed but, you knew that you had to. While Paul was sleeping, you slid out of bed to use the bathroom.

You were glad that your face didn’t look miserable as it did when you both had been separated.

You hear Paul’s voice call your name and you make your way into the room. He hands you your vibrating phone.

“Hello?”

“I’m in at the tennis court. We have to talk about something.” he says but it’s airy and you have a slight idea that it’s good news.

You look to Paul and he seemed to be fine with it.

“Sure. Thanks so much.”

You thank him again before hanging up. You hurry getting dressed. Paul was still naked under the changed blankets that he put on overnight while you were sleeping and you couldn’t help but to lean and kiss him goodbye. He tried to pull you down, even tugging at some of your clothes but, you were able to win by sliding his hands off and stepping back before his grips became more tighter.

Larry was bouncing the tennis ball and tossed it to you and you catch it with a smile. He was obviously happy about something. You eyed him carefully as he handed you a racket.

You both played a game, if it were a game, Larry winning most of the scores. As you get the ball that went over your side of the net, your eyes were taking in the lime greenness of the tennis ball.

“Your piece sold.”

Your smile was big. You turn around to face him and he matched it.

“Who bought it?” you ask in disbelief, it literally happened overnight.

“Come see. They left a number to call for you. Your money is in my office.”

The spacious room in his home felt like heaven as you waited with anticipation.

He let you sit in his chair as he dialed the number onto the phone and hands it to you. As the phone trilled in your ear, the white paper with numbers was sliding towards you in your peripheral vision.

“Hello?”

You swallow.

“Thank you for buying my piece.” you say to the voice.

“You’re welcome.” he says the laconic statement.

“Edward?” you ask.

“Yes?”

“Why did you buy it?” you ask as you took in shallow breaths.

His voice was calm as he bell out an answer, “It was simply extraordinary.”

You groaned softly to yourself with pursed lips.

“We definitely have to talk.” you tell him.

“Okay. I’m the one picking you up from the airport tonight.” he agrees.

“I’m not going back to New York.” you tell him.

“You’re staying in LA?” he asked in confusion.

“No. I’m going home.”

“Y/N, you can’t.” he says but it’s patient.

“I have to.” you say.

“Did Alice’s vision mean nothing? I can’t let anything happen to you.”

“Paul will make sure nothing happens to me. I can’t accept this. We’ll talk soon.” you say and hang up. You slump back in the chair.

“You can’t accept what?” Larry asks as he blows out his cigar smoke.

“This.” you say with your hands pointing down at the check.

“Why not?” Larry asks with a wry smile.

“There’s something attached to this. I know it. He’s didn’t buy it because he thought it was ‘extraordinary’.” you tell him.

He puts his cigar out.

“Well he bought it. He’s not going to be the only one buying your stuff. Last night so many people were asking me what was the next thing that you were making. People that would pay more.” he explains.

“Larry, you’re a guy,” you say as you play off of what he told you the previous night, “What if your girlfriend was in this position?”

“She has. Plenty of times. She knows how to play the game and leave her feelings out of it. Leave your feelings out of it. This is business. We’re here to make money.”

You walk back to the guest home and Paul was getting dressed when you came in. He pulled you to him in a kiss.

“We don’t have to leave until later on.” you say to him.

“Jared’s been calling. I think Sam knows.” he says. No words were said for a moment as his jacket is slid on, he didn’t bother bringing a shirt.

You walk over to the window and stare out of it in thought.

“What happened? Was it bad news?” Paul asks.

“No. Well…I don’t know….Edward Cullen bought my piece. For a lot of money. Larry’s ecstatic.” you reveal.

“Are you serious?” he asks.

“This puts me in a situation.”

“Don’t take that fucker’s money.”

You shrug in defeat as you look back at him.

“Larry represents me. He will lose out if I say no. But, Paul we wouldn’t have to face a struggle in our lives.” you say. He steps close as he looked down at you.

“We never struggled before so why would you think we would now? All money isn’t good money.” he says with disagreement.

“It’s a situation to where it’s a win win. If I’m able to pull in revenue for him, I make him hot for his business. I get his connections and more.” you say as you look down.

He huffs out with frustration.

“So what are you going to do?”

“I have to take it.” you say in a small voice.

“You don’t have to do anything. All you’ve wanted to do was make art. I feel like this is going to your head.”

“If I fuck this up, it’s going to make my name bad. Yes, I love art but it’s 90% business…Hell it’s probably more than that. At the end of the day, it’s whether or not I can make these people money. I helped him score. Do you know how much of my ass he’s going to kiss?” you reveal.

“Let me talk to him.”

“No.” you say in defeat but he pressed, “No, let me talk to him.”

You follow him out and you call out to him, “What are you doing?” you run and grab his arm. He turns around.

“Do you even know what you want?” he asks bluntly.

“I do! I want to be successful. I always told you that this is my life.” you say.

“I’m also apart of your life.” he states.

“I know. You are.” you say to agree with him.

“So, don’t you think you should incorporate me more? I’m always the last to know about things, you lie to me, it’s like you really don’t give a fuck about me at all. I feel like I’m the only one trying here and it’s not fair at all. You’re about to accept this leech’s money!” he says to you as you both now stand on the huge lawn.

You sigh and look down, “I’m sorry. I just want to do this right. Even before you, I dreamt many nights to be in this position in the first place.”

He grabs your face, “It will come. You don’t think many more people in the future will purchase from you? He’s not the only one. Get that through your head.”

“The man in the office is not thinking like that. I signed a contract agreeing to work business with him. He doesn’t know that Edward’s a…Vampire.” you say.

He shakes his head as he lets go of your face.

“I’m going home. If I don’t see you tonight, I will just know what it is.” he says and steps back.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” you ask. He keeps stepping back before turning around. You follow him and roughly grab his arm, it of course make him turn around.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” you ask him again, stabbing him with your eyes.

He raised a finger and tapped your temple gently but enough to make you blink a bit, “You’re a smart girl.” He takes a look at you before giving you a sneer.

You call his name but he doesn’t turn around, he continues walking.

Closing the door, you stomp to your room. Your phone buzzes, you ignore it. You didn’t want to talk to Alice right now. She didn’t seem to care. The phone continues to ring.

“Alice, I don’t want to talk.” you say feeling upset. You felt like you gained something but also lost something.

“We have to. I didn’t know Paul went to where you were. I seen Victoria follow the scent of a wolf and you have to leave. Now!”

“I can’t. My plane doesn’t leave until tonight.” you say as you felt scared all over again. Your stomach dropped as you rise up and peak out of the window.

“That’s okay. Just pack your things. Larry’s going to call you soon to let you travel on his jet.”

“Alice…” you say to her, “I have to go home. If I don’t, I lose Paul.” you say.

“Now’s really not the time to deal with relationship problems. This is your life we’re talking about here!” she says.

“Why did you let Edward buy my piece?” you question.

“What Edward wants to buy is his choice.” she says.

“Yes but, this caused a huge situation. I..I can’t accept it.”

“Y/N, do you really think you can tell the man who took an investment on you that you can’t accept the money that’s been thrown at you. Talk about blackball.” she says.

“I need to think Alice, I’ll call you back.” you tell her and hang up before she can talk you out of it.

You quickly call Jared and hope he answers. You make a small jump as he answers.

“Sorry I missed your call, I was dealing with something earlier.” you tell him.

“Yeah right. Ignoring my calls.” he jokes and you crack a smile.

“What do you want?” you ask him.

“I was just telling Paul to get his ass back here, I’ve been covering for him but Sam is not stupid.” he says.

“Yeah. He left.” you say and he picked up the tone in your voice.

“You alright?” he asks.

“No. I’m not at all.” you admit.

“You want to talk about it?” he asks.

“I just don’t know what to do Jared. Tonight I’m supposed to come home but, Alice Cullen, the one who can see people’s future, told me it’s still not safe. The vampire you all been tracking down is following Paul’s scent. I’m so in a sticky situation.” you say.

“Hm.. Shit… I’m not the best person to ask for advice from.” he says.

“It’s alright..Do you think one of the guys can pick me up? Or at least follow me home from the loose cold one?”

“Yeah…About that..There’s more than one.”

“What..”

“I had to sneak back here to call you and Paul but, Paul doesn’t even know.”

You put a hand on your forehead.

“Jared. Please tell Paul. Please let him know that I really care about him and he thinks I’m leaving him if I don’t come home.”

“I will tell him. This leech is teasing us. I chased her last night and Embry chased another one. Oh! Did Paul tell you about our new member Embry?”

“Yes he told me. What happened?” you say to rush him.

“Right, so Embry was chasing another one while I got reallly close to getting her. Embry told me before he finished off the leech, they kept screaming this name. Victoria. My guess is that they were with her. There’s probably more that we don’t know about. This shit gets deeper and deeper.” he says.

You don’t say anything as your head is in your head, feeling stressed out at the news.

“Hello? Are you still there?”

“Yes.” you say in a small voice.

“I gotta go. But, whatever happens, I know you will have good intent.” he says.

Alice told the truth when Larry invited you on his jet to ride. You looked out of the window as you sat in the sky, to look down to the sight below you. Your stomach fluttered with nervousness. You just really did hope you made the right choice.

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fashionteahouse · 8 days ago

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honey, I LOVED the nsfw alphabet headcanons❤‍🔥❤‍🔥 can I ask you for a sfw version?

ofc ofc thank you sm ! hope you enjoy :)

sfw alphabet hcs - paul lahote

nsfw version

a ~ affection (do they show affection? how affectionate are they?)

he shows affection but it took some time for him to crack it open. however, he’s very affectionate as physical touch is what he likes.

b ~ best friend (what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start?)

a very loyal and but very logical friend. he’s the type of friend who isn’t afraid to tell you about yourself, not in a hater type of way but in a caring way. the deliverance might be aggressive but the message would still be clear. the friendship would start in the most unexpected way whether it be a random conversation, you finding out about something you both had in common, or you both went through something together and you both can relate to each other. very funny to make your stomach hurt even when it comes to the simplest things.

c ~ cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)

he likes cuddling but he has to be the bigger spoon most of the time. He likes his body pressing against yours because it’s his way of knowing you’re still there.

d ~ domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?)

thoughts of settling down has passed his mind but he really felt like he hadn’t found the one to make him do that with. his cooking skills are average due to him being independent from a young age, quick and easy dishes is what he makes but he’s willing to learn more. his cleaning is good, he doesn’t like a dirty house as he think of his space as his sanctuary and peace.

e ~ ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

he’s the quick, get it over with type of person. straight to the punch of how it’s not working out, but also gives you logical reasons of to not dwell and to go out and find someone else. his wordplay isn’t harsh but, he can’t let you think that there’s a possibility of fixing a relationship that’s too far from fixing

f ~ fiancé(e) (how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)

he’s not gung-ho about it due to his own up bringing and what his parents went through. if he found the one that he feels like is worth it, he will take that extra step to commit. the person that he’s happy with will speed up his want for marriage.

g ~ gentle (how gentle are they both physically and mentally?)

with you, he’s very gentle. so gentle that it seems out of place for his hard exterior. he’s likes to rough around with his pack brothers physically. he enjoys contact sports the most and horseplay. mentally, he had to become strong at a very young age.

h ~ hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)

he displays like he’s not into hugs but deeps down, a hug warms his heart. he doesn’t do it often but he enjoys surprise hugs from you. his hugs feel like a really good bear hug, you don’t want to let go. they are very soothing and you are very surprised that he’s a very good hugger.

i ~ i love you (how fast do they say the l - word?)

he doesn’t say it fast. he will say it when he really means it and he can’t withhold it. when it comes out, the timing is just right.

j ~ jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they’re jealous?)

gets jealous very easily. he really doesn’t like sharing what he feels is his. when they’re jealous, he doesn’t hold it in. a lot of reassurance from you is what helps ease his jealousy.

k ~ kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)

his kisses are hot and heated, if he gives you only a peck, you’ll know that something is wrong. he likes to kiss you mostly everywhere but he loves kissing you on the mouth as he loves making out. he likes to be kissed anywhere on his face. bonus, on his chest.

l ~ little ones (how are they around children?)

children love him. he’s not the type of person to be kid friendly or love kids but when he is around children, he knows how to have to fun with them. they seem to flock to him and find him very funny.

m ~ mornings (how are mornings spent with them?)

mornings are cozy. he’s not really a morning person but when he’s awake in the rare moments, the mornings chill and easy going. the mornings are quiet.

n ~ night (how are nights spent with them?)

nights are fun and he mostly stays up way longer than you. mostly it’s spent with each other exploring each other’s bodies, but you both like to have deep conversations even if it’s about insignificant topics.

o ~ open (when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

it takes a while to reveal things about himself. you’re patient and don’t push him to open up since you feel you get the real deal when it comes out naturally. he’s the type to randomly drop lore about himself, which catches you by surprise.

p ~ patience (how easily angered are they?)

he’s easily angered but you know he doesn’t mean harm unless it’s serious.

q ~ quizzes (how much would they remember about you? do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

he remembers a lot. he might mess up the date of your birthday at first but he will be quick to remember specific things you said from a year ago.

r ~ remember (what is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

on the first year anniversary of the both of your relationship, you surprised him when he came home one day with some flowers. as a guy, a woman had never gave him flowers and he thought the gesture was thoughtful.

s ~ security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)

he is very protective, borderline over protective. he would protect you by not letting you out of his sight. he would make sure to keep you behind him in any case of danger. he tells you all of the time he doesn’t need to be protected but you know that he likes it when you stand up for him.

t ~ try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

he puts in a lot of effort into dates, he keeps note of the things you like to do and incorporate them into the dates. for anniversaries he never forgets, he makes an effort to show you how much you mean to him. his gifts are very thoughtful and you feel that he’s the best gift giver. his everyday tasks can use some more effort as

u ~ ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)

his bad habits is definitely cursing. it’s in his daily vocabulary and he feels that it’s his own language. sometimes he likes to start harmless arguments to get a rise out of you, he finds it a bit funny when you debate passionately with him. he has a habit of spitting and you groan when he does but he doesn’t make an effort to to stop.

v ~ vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

it’s not something that he’s concerned with, but he knows he has a handsome face since people had made it known to him.

w ~ whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)

he would if he really feels like the bond you both share is great. after spending so much time with you, your absence makes his daily life feel incomplete.

x ~ xtra (a random head cannon for them)

he’s not big on social media, he has a very small account that he never posts on that he made a very long time ago when he was a young preteen.

y ~ yuck (what are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

he doesn’t like bullying. sticking up for yourself is different but he actually doesn’t like someone is trying to overpower someone for no reason. in a partner, he doesn’t like someone who gossips or talk about people for no reason. he wouldn’t like a partner who doesn’t know how to take a joke and not take life so seriously.

z ~ zzz (what is a sleep habits of theirs?)

their sleep habits are discombobulated with him being a protector. even before he was a shifter, he was always a night owl. he will take small naps here and there and claim it as actual sleep.

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fashionteahouse · 9 days ago

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Happy Thanksgiving!

I was wondering if you could make a pack in heat, and they really want the reader. Maybe a spin off of tongues?

heyy happy holidays ! sorry i’m just now seeing this as i’m knocking out my requests but ofc i can 💜 hope you enjoy :)

heat - pack x reader

Sam:

The flowers that were starting to bloom was an indication of spring time. Spring time indicated the wolf being ready to mate and was in heat. He didn’t care for the shorts that you had left for him on the back porch. The home that you both shared was in his eyesight as he walked inside. The smell of you made his muscles tightened as his mouth watered with covet. You couldn’t even finish the mixing that you were doing, the mixing spoon was abandoned in the bowl as his nose brushed against the skin that carried the intoxicating smell. His hands felt your body as you felt the poke of his hardness on your backside. He wants you to face him as he turns your body around to do just that. You immediately see the dark eyes that stared back at you and they were dripping with dominance but also need. The dominance and need pushed through as he took control of your mouth with his.

Jared:

His actions gave it away. He couldn’t help it when his wolf pushed close to the surface, a low rumble was deep in his chest from his purr as you were sound asleep sleeping next to him. You were exhausted from him keeping you up all night. His morning wood stood strong and he landed kissed on your face. Your eyelids fluttered as they tried to open but his lips were there on your eyelid, causing you to breathe out a light chuckle. His hands weren’t ashamed to feel you up as he silently told you what he wanted. His dark eyes were hooded as his hips fluidly rolled on you, your sigh was muffled as he then moved his large body. You let yourself be in submissive to the man that had the wolf prowling to the surface.

Leah:

It scared her a bit when she experienced it for the first time. Her wolf was restless but calmed down when it came to you. Your smell was something that made her wolf excited. The sheets were always wrinkled during this period of time but neither of you cared. All you felt was the radiating warmth seep onto your body as sweat dripped off from one another. She was a bit hard to keep up with as her drive was great but the release was well worth it as her touches felt so good. His lips never left your skin, her fingers felt magical as they dipped into the sticky honey that was produced from between your legs.

Embry:

Everything seemed to be like a tease to him, especially during this time of the year. Especially now, while you were bent over, with your underwear covered bottoms, picking up your discarded shirt. The throb that was forming between his legs couldn’t even be relieved with his hand alone and his wolf wanted nothing more than his mate. Giggles erupt from your throat as he pulled you back into bed. Ready to claim you as his own.

Paul:

There was no shame in him wanting to be aggressive as far as his touches. The public display of affection was great. You usually didn’t mind it but it was almost too hot for you to handle. Leading you into the forest, he kept whispering, “Do you want to?” Looking down at his excitement of his shaky hands as he felt them on you, you couldn’t help but get excited as well. Your back was to the tree trunk as you looked into his dark and dominating eyes. His nose pressed forward against your neck as your touches only wanted amplify his need for you anymore.

Seth:

He was appreciative that the person who was his mate was submissive to his needs. You knew that at a certain time within the year, he would be all over you more than usual. If that was possible. He kept talking about his mouth watering you smelled, looked, and even tasted after he nipped at your skin. You liked this side of him deep down because he didn’t hold back with what he wanted. You encouraged him to let go and you bared your neck to him as pressed himself against you.

Jacob:

He was demanding but, you expected no less. The small flicks of yellow in his eyes, showed his wolf scratching at the surface. He just couldn’t get enough of you. He had no interest in taking detours after patrol because the faster he could get home, the faster he could get to you. Wet kisses trailed your skin and the weight of his body felt delicious as you encouraged him to keep going with your touches feeling his skin. It took some time to get used to that only one round of love making was just simply not enough, he had to keep going and going and you let him get it all out.

Quil:

The focus was great as you two were in a haze. He wasn’t normally aggressive but you encouraged it when his wolf instincts were strong. You knew he wouldn’t hurt you at all. However, his dark eyes made it known that he could smell your arousal fresh in the air. The dominating nature made you excited and this only excited the wolf that was deep within him. Shiver spells were astronomical as you clutch onto his skin. Leaving behind dents and marks were the signs of the passion that was rising.

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fashionteahouse · 10 days ago

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Paul Lahote x reader

Where they’re exclusive friends with benefits that have feelings for each other before Paul phases. During his phasing period the reader doesn’t think too much of it since they’re only fwb but after a month of no contact she decides to take matters into her own hands and confronts paul only to find the wolf pack instead, and then when she finally sees Paul, he imprints on her.

okay ! hope you enjoy :)

how to disappear - paul x reader

You didn’t know what it was, causing Paul to laugh. You were a bit embarrassed due to the lack of experience but you’ve known him it seemed like forever.

There would be many times where you’ve hung out on his bed and he would shamelessly talk about the rendezvous that he had.

You listened and asked questions since you weren’t in that situation, you vicariously experienced it through Paul’s words.

“Not one single guy?” he asked you as you both swam in the pool that was in your backyard.

“Nope. Not one.” you answer back as you lazily swam on your back.

That’s when he proposed the idea.

“We’re friends who make each other feel good.” he says casually.

“I don’t want it to be weird.” you say.

“It’s not. Many people do it. Plus, I’m the one who’s giving you some type of experience so you should thank me.” he says and you splash water in his face due to the last statement. But, all in all, you would rather do it with someone you trust.

He was gentle when he took your virginity. It hurt too much on the first day, so he only gave you oral. All of this time you thought he was exaggerating at how good he was but, you found yourself withering under him, keeping his face in the center for him to continue eating at you.

The next day you tried again, telling him, “I’ll rip it off like a bandaid.”

When he broke through your barrier, he didn’t mind the nail indentations on his skin. The noises coming from your mouth went from knowledge of pain to the slow burn of pleasure.

After worrying about whether or not the friends with benefits arrangement would make things weird, your worries were eased up when it seemed that it made you two even more close.

You even looked to him as he sat shirtless in your bed, watching tv, “What? No more stories of your escapades?”

He shrug as he thought for a moment but, it dawned on him that ever since he started the friends with benefits arrangement with you, he stopped scouting and looking for girls. He enjoyed whatever this was. He didn’t feel the need to look for more.

“There haven’t been any escapades for a while.” he answers. You’re a bit shocked but, you choose not to say anything.

You weren’t shocked however, when he hadn’t come over in a week. You found amusement in the thought of knowing that he would tell you all about what he did when he did come back over.

The one week turned into four, making you a bit worried. He would’ve called, texted, or even shown up unannounced.

You wondered if it had something to do with you but, Paul was a bluntly honest person. He wouldn’t just tuck his tail and avoid you.

After calls and texts weren’t being answered, you took it upon yourself to knock on his door. You banged loud as if you were the police after no answer at the door.

“It’s best for you to leave.”

The deep steady voice spoke out and you turned around to face the source of the voice.

Your eyes were widened a bit as you see men coming out of the woods. You didn’t know what to expect but, they were tall, muscular, and shirtless. You turn right back around and bang on the door louder.

“I know you’re in there!” you say at the closed front door as his car was clearly in the driveway.

That’s when you heard your name being called. It causes you to turn around since you knew what Paul’s voice sounded like. It wasn’t coming from inside of the home.

It hit you like a truck. It him like a truck. The invisible string pulled both of your souls towards each other and it was irresistible. No words could describe such feeling as he felt and knew that you were the one keeping him grounded. You felt like you were on top of the world. The eyes that stared at each other, carried deep devotion and adoration for one another.

You sat on his porch, the other you soon find out are his ‘pack brothers’.

“So…Why didn’t you tell me? You tell me everything else?” you say softly as you still had the image of his wolf in your head. You were grateful that he showed you a side to him that was unordinary.

“We can’t tell anybody. Only the pack and imprints know.” he says as he watched your reaction. He was silently glad that you were calm, radiating with acceptance.

“What the heck is imprints?” you ask humorously. He puts on a relaxed smile as he explains what it is. It’s what you felt when you saw him, you understood that it wasn’t just a feeling of being happy to see him after so long.

He interlaced his hand with yours after he hesitantly asked you if you accept it, and you tell him, “Oh, why not?” with a smile.

It seemed as though nothing missed a beat. His boldness definitely didn’t ask he cups your jaw with one hand to steal a kiss. The kiss felt more than a kiss and it was almost a reliever of the pent up feelings that you both had for each other. It was now being released and it was all to Paul knowing how to disappear.

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fashionteahouse · 10 days ago

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I had another idea Paul x stripper where the pack takes Paul to the strip club for a bachelorette party and get him a private dance with the best dancer there and what a surprise the girl behind the mask is his imprint he didn’t think he would ever imprint hence to him being engaged but it’s too late the dance is over and she has other clients does he go trough with the wedding? He runs into her at the grocery store few days later and knows it’s her by her eyes. Would he pursue her? Why is she a stripper? Would the pack approve? Would she continue dancing? Is she a hoe lol?

okay we shall find out :^> hope you enjoy :)

sticky - paul x reader

Looking at the place that he was supposed to go in, his pack brothers were more than excited.

“This is your last weekend of fun before you’re locked down for life.” Jacob joked to him and Paul rolled his eyes. But, it was true. He didn’t care too much because deep down, he was glad that he was getting married in the first place.

He knew that imprinting was rare, so he didn’t expect it for himself. He constantly told his pack brothers that he didn’t think the spirits would gift him one after running through so many girls.

After a lot of time of seeing his pack brothers be able to find their other half, he silently wished the same for himself. He still had to go home alone, in an empty bed, and repeat his days over and over again.

Until he met her, she was everything that he could’ve asked for. She was hard to chase, turning Paul down whenever he would try to get close, until one time she broke down and agreed to go on a date with him. She was weary of his reputation, wanting to protect her heart but, Paul’s actions showed her different. That’s why she said yes when he proposed to her.

Being engaged made him even more hopeful. If he didn’t imprint, he felt he would be okay. Plus, he felt that the spirits have seen him take action to make a commitment to one girl in his life and the imprint trait will ease right on past him.

“She’s the best dancer here. You’ll love her.” Embry tells him as it was revealed, a private dance for him.

He was uninterested but, he still wanted to make an effort to have fun for tonight.

He sat in the cloudy designed room as the woman in the mask walked in and he was immediately captivated. He didn’t know what was going on or happening. But, he did know that the touches felt so good. This mystery girl brought him into this world.

You didn’t know who he was, but he only motivated you to feel comfortable. You felt safe and was glad that he wasn’t a creep like the others. Something about his gaze made you feel like he was really seeing you, not just you as the dancer.

You straddled him and grind your hips forward to invite him into the mystique.

The time was up and you had left the room and went into the dressing room. You had to get yourself together. Paul didn’t know where you went, he idled around as the guys thought he was hungry for more. They were right in a sense but he needed to see your entire face.

He didn’t expect the spike of jealousy when he seen you take someone else’s hand to the private room, someone requesting a private dance with you.

At home, his mind was preoccupied. His fiancé’s touches felt wrong. He knew he had imprinted but he didn’t understand it. He was getting married.

He pushed down his feelings, as he didn’t want to have sudden cold feet, as he thought that’s what it was.

He was ashamed. The eyes he looked into while he thrusted himself into his soon to be wife didn’t match the intensity of yours. He couldn’t take it anymore as he flips her over, rather to see the back of her head than the wrong eyes.

“Paul, I really need some headache medicine. I have this throbbing headache.” his fiancé says as she rubs her temples a bit. She laid on the couch with a blanket as she closed her eyes a bit.

“Yeah. I will be right back.” he tells her and lands a kiss on her cheek.

He read the milligrams of the headache pills.

With the desired small box in hand, he makes his way to check out and that’s when he froze. He saw those same eyes look in confusion as they tried to find something.

Those eyes pulled him in like a siren when they found yours.

You felt a bit anxious as you recognized the man from the club. Forgetting the rules, you couldn’t help but stare back.

Paul decided to risk it and make his way towards you. He had to know who you were, why you do what you do, and all.

But, you were pulled away by another girl. She shook her head a bit as you both let the cashier ring up the items you both had.

“He’s going to be mad.” she mutters to you.

“I don’t care.” you mutter back but deep down you did. You just couldn’t help it.

After patrol, he didn’t go straight home. He went right back to the same club. The problem was, he didn’t know the name that you went by.

“She had a mask.” he explains.

“Many of my girls wear masks. You know her name?” the club owner says and then takes a sip of his drink.

“No. I don’t. But, I know her and I need to…Tell her something important.” he says.

The club owner sighs a bit, taking a look at Paul before getting up. The owner knew there was only one girl that knew how to keep guys coming back.

You come out, not in skimpy clothes, but lounge clothes as you were ready to go to change for tonight.

Your eyes widen a bit as you seen the same guy again. Paul’s eyes widen a bit as he takes a look at your face.

“Hurry up with this. You got five minutes. I don’t need you to fuck up my money.” the man tells you before leaving off.

Paul glared at the man.

“You let him talk to you like that?” he asks.

You sigh, “Look. What do you want? You can’t keep following me.”

“I’m not following you.” he says.

“Then what do you want? Huh?” you ask.

Paul didn’t know how to go about this. He didn’t plan it out too well. He just had to see you.

“After work, can we sit down somewhere?” he suggest.

“Are you going to pay me?” you ask.

Paul mused a bit before nodding, “Yeah. I just want to talk.”

“Alright.” you say and walk away.

He didn’t stay in the club as he made his way home. He didn’t have to ask to know you got off late.

“There you are. I was about to ask Sam where you were.” his fiancé says to him and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I took the long route home.” he explains.

He watched the clock without bring awareness. His wolf was itching to go back out, to see their mate. He sensed how important it was for him to see you. He wished he asked for your name when he had the chance.

He breathed out a sigh of relief when his fiancé started to breathe heavy, the television glowing her sleeping face. He carefully placed her legs off of his lap and made his way out of the back door.

Paul’s timing was right as you came out of the club door. The club owner stood at the entrance door, smoking a cigarette. You look to him when you seen Paul and the man jerks his head as if he’s approving something.

Paul noticed this as he began to walk with you to a fast food joint. He placed some money on the table as you sat across from him.

“Are you hungry?” he asks. You shake your head.

“What do you want to talk about?” you ask.

“What’s your name?” he asks. You scoff as you look down, “I can’t tell you that.”

“Why?” he asks.

“We’re strangers. I don’t know you.” you tell him.

“I’m Paul.” he says to you. You sigh a bit as he didn’t look like a creep. You tell him your name.

“That night, when you gave me the private dance, when we look at each other, did you feel anything?” he asks.

You did but, you didn’t know whether or not it was delusions so you copped out. You shook your head. His face fell a little and you couldn’t take the sight.

“I get that you might’ve felt something but, this job is just a job. That’s all this is, is a job.” you tell him.

“I know that. I don’t care that this is..Where you work. I just want to get to know you. And I mean you as a person.” he says.

You nervously laugh as you didn’t know how to feel, “Trust me. You don’t need to know the real me.”

“And why not?” he asks.

“Paul. You seem like a really nice guy. A nice guy like you don’t need to get involved with a girl like me.” you tell him.

“What’s a girl like you? A dancer? So what.” he says. You shake your head as you say quietly, “You don’t understand.”

“Help me understand.” he says. The genuine statement makes you feel memories that you worked so hard to push away. You get up, “I gotta go.”

He calls your name in desperation and placed a gentle hold on your hand, you look down as his touch made you feel at ease.

“Take my number. If he does anything to you, you get me. Alright?”

You nod slowly as you can tell he meant what he said.

“I’m going to be checking up on you.” he tells you. You don’t say anything.

Paul’s fiancé started to notice the distance. She asks the boys if they notice Paul’s behavior.

“Our wedding is in four days. I hope he’s not getting cold feet.” she says to both Sam and Emily who have been happily married for a year now.

“I doubt it. He seems to be very devoted to you.” Emily reassured the worried girl.

“He doesn’t come right home. I’m worried that…I’m worried that there’s someone else.” she says in solemn.

“If Paul was seeing someone else, he wouldn’t be able to hide it in his mind.” Sam says with confidence. This brings ease to Paul’s fiancé.

The thing was, Paul didn’t tell anybody that he imprinted.

As he got further to the club that you were working at, he heard commotion, near the back.

“I don’t want to. I only dance.” he heard you begging.

“I don’t give a fuck about what you want! Girl, I swear if you fuck my money up, it will be your ass!” he heard a male voice trying to dominate you.

“Please. Please don’t make me walk the track. That’s not what I do!” you beg.

“Listen to what I’m saying. Get your ass in that dressing room, put something on, and bring your ass right back out here so you can get in this car. Now!” the male voice says to you. Paul heard sniffs as you made your way into the back door. The man lit up a cigarette as he made his way to the entrance of the club, unlocking his car.

He made his way into the club, walking to where he thought you could’ve been.

“Sir, you’re not allowed back here.” the security guard says.

“I’m a friend of Y/N’s. She asked me to give her something.” Paul lies.

The security takes a look at Paul and knocked a bit at the door. You open the door and your face was wet with tears and Paul’s expression changed into worry.

“What do you want?” you bark out.

“Remember when you told me to give you something? We have to talk before I do.” Paul says, praying that you got the hint.

You wipe a stray tear before following him out the back door.

“What’s going on? I heard what was happening out there.” he asked you in hush tone. He took a look at your hands covering your exposed arms as the night air blew.

“It’s none of your business.” you say to him with an annoyed expression.

“You are my business.” he says. And you sigh in frustration, “I have to finish getting ready, alright! Just leave me alone.” you say, but deep down, that was the last thing you wanted him to do.

“Look, you don’t even want to do it. So, why? Why do you let him treat you like that? That shit makes me feel some type of way. He treats you like you’re a cash cow.” Paul says and you hated that he was right.

“He…He protects me.” you say but it was uncertain.

“You really expect me to believe that?” he asks softly, the mark around your eye told him otherwise. He had to contain himself from phasing, he didn’t want to scare you away.

“He does.” you say as you nod.

“Are you trying to convince me? Or yourself?” he asks.

“Paul, what do you want from me? Do you want to be my first client because I will tell him that!” you say as you start to feel overwhelmed.

“I told you, I felt something when we looked at each other. Now, if you stop pushing me away I can explain why. I care for your well being.”

You snort.

“Alright. What’s in it for you?” you ask him with narrowed eyes.

“What- what do you mean?” he asks in confusion.

“You’re not going to care for my well being for nothing. You don’t get nothing for free.” you say to him.

Paul sighs, “I don’t want to buy you. I just want your time.”

“My time is money.”

“Yeah. That you give to him.” Paul says and you scoff and start to walk away but, he grabs your arm, “I meant it. If you don’t want to do this…I will take you somewhere we’re you’re actually safe. He doesn’t have to know.”

“That’s impossible. He knows everybody. He will find me eventually. I’m not trying to get in trouble.” you say with your eyes down.

“Let him find me. I’ll crush him.” he says feeling anger develop deep within him at the thought of the man hurting you again.

“Please. Just can you please, trust me. You’ll know that you’ll never have to worry about him, this place, or…The track. I know you don’t want to do it.” he says to you.

You were hesitant but you so badly wanted to say yes. But, you seen what happened to the other girls who tried to escape from him, only to promise yourself that you would stay on his good side.

You nod slowly. That’s when he lifted you up and ran with you in his arms. You felt safe in his arms. You were only in a tank top and a skirt, you just hoped that the man who ruled over your money and life didn’t find you.

Paul knocked on Emily’s door.

Emily opens the door as her eyes widened at the sight of you in Paul’s arms. She tells Paul to come in as the night was chilly.

Paul didn’t care that his fiancé was watching this from the dining room table, questions was bouncing around in her mind.

After reassuring and sitting with you until you fell asleep in the spare room, Paul made his way out into the front of the house.

His fiancé asks one question with her arms crossed, “Who is she?”

The pack, who were now huddled in the front of the home instead of the living room, looked to Paul for answers.

“Someone who needs help.” Paul answers.

“Did you sleep with her?” she asks in desperation as Paul moves towards the fridge to get something to drink.

“No.” he says.

“You’re such a liar.” she chokes out.

“I just told you no. I didn’t lie. If you don’t believe me then I don’t know what to tell you.” he says with a shrug and takes a swig of his drink.

“Why is she more important than me? Is that why you haven’t been coming home? Because you’re too busy playing captain save-a-hoe?” she asks bitterly. Paul gets close to her face, feeling protective of you.

“Yeah. In fact she is. Look, I’m not doing this right now. It’s apparent you got your audience and if I were you, I would chill out before you get embarrassed.” he hissed. Paul walks away as his fiancé’s bottom lip wobbled.

She went home without Paul that night. Sam and Jared asked Paul without the others around, in the living room, “What’s going on?”

“I imprinted.” he whispered.

“How the hell did you hide that?” Jared asks. He remembers when he imprinted, that’s all he kept thinking about.

Paul shrugs.

“So, you’re breaking off the wedding? Right?” Sam asks him.

“I don’t know. I really don’t know.” Paul says.

“I mean…You kind of have to. You have an imprint now.” Jared says with a slight smile, happy that Paul got to experience the deep adoration that he felt towards his own imprint.

“Yeah, but she hasn’t accepted it nor have I told her.”

“That’s no problem. You can tell her when she wakes up in the morning. So, how did you meet?”

Paul chuckles a bit as he knew it was going to be the most unexpected place.

“You know. You all set the private dance up.” he says.

Jared and Sam share a look as they’re dawned with realization.

“You imprinted? On her?” Jared asks and Paul shot him a look to fix his tone.

“Imprinted on who?” Jacob asks as he made his way into the living room.

“The girl with the mask.” Sam answered.

“The stripper?!” Jacob looks to Paul.

“This is why. This is why I didn’t say anything.” Paul says as he stands up.

“Paul, don’t leave. Look, it’s just unexpected that’s all.” Sam says.

Paul doesn’t leave. He stayed the night until you woke up. Emily made breakfast for everyone and as the pack came over, Paul checked on you.

“Are you alright?” he asks.

You were buried under the covers as you slowly nod.

“Do you want something to eat? Emily made breakfast.” he tells you.

“I’m not hungry.” you say. Paul knew that was a lie but you looked petrified. You push the covers off of your body and you try to find the shoes that you remember having on.

“I need to leave. He has to know that I’m gone.” you say in a panicked state.

“You don’t have to leave. Please, stay.” he begs you. You shake your head.

You enter the front of the home and was embarrassed by the looks that came your way.

“Thanks for the hospitality but, I have to leave.” you say to everyone as you didn’t care to say it to just one person.

Paul follows you out.

“You don’t have to follow me.” you say as you start to walk, cursing yourself for leaving your phone at the club.

“I need to protect you.” he says.

“Look, I appreciate you for being there for me. But, this is my life. I told you, you shouldn’t be involved with someone like me.”

“Why not? Why won’t you give me that chance?” he asks you and you look away as tears sting your eyes.

“Because.” you say and try your best to hold in the tears that threatened to fall.

“This doesn’t have to be your life. Did he tell you that?” he asks you.

“He provided me a home, clothes, a phone, everything. I was just another teenage runway back when he took me under his wing I…I owe it to him. I owe it to him to show him how much I appreciate him.”

“Appreciate him for what? Taking advantage of you? Manipulating you? He didn’t do that out of the kindness of his heart.” he tells you.

“You don’t understand.” you say in denial. Paul couldn’t take it anymore as took you behind the home and into the backyard.

The only way to get out of this sticky situation was to reveal everything.

You saw the wolf, you couldn’t believe it. It was so strong but yet so beautiful. You immediately felt safe as you felt it’s eyes on you. You couldn’t believe that a perfectly normal boy could transform into a furry beast.

Paul was back to his human form, sliding on his discarded shorts. He grabs your hands, carefully explains to you how a shifter finds his mate. You understood. You understood the feeling that you felt as you couldn’t get him out of your head.

Your story reached the pack’s ears as they were inside of the home. You sat in Paul’s lap as you slowly ate. You learn that the pack would protect you besides Paul.

Emily gladly offered you to stay with her and Sam for as much time as you needed.

Paul took the ear beating. Paul took the body beating as his fiancé, well ex fiancé, let out her anger on him. Paul didn’t do or say anything as she cried out her broken heart. He felt bad, he did, but he couldn’t help who he imprinted on.

Statements of regret were thrown at him but, there was nothing that he could do.

He felt bad that the wedding had to be called off, but he felt complete. He hasn’t felt this complete and as selfish as it might’ve sounded, he wouldn’t change it for the world. He finally found his other half.

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fashionteahouse · 12 days ago

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hiii, can you write one where the reader is like a brazilian bombshell and she moved there with her dad from california and paul imprints.buttt(BARE WITH ME🙏) paul doesn’t know that irritating people comes with having a pretty girlfriend .(you can add your own twist to it to make it better ofc tyyy<33)

heyy yes i can <33 ! hope you enjoy :)

so hot you’re hurting my feelings - paul x reader

Friends were shocked that you were moving. You looked at it as a new venture in life. Your father deciding to take his successful law firm to Washington, spreading out his reputation.

You snicker at the town’s name, Forks.

Your father couldn’t help but smile back as he placed a hand on your shoulder.

“What made you pick this town of all places?” you ask in curiosity. He could’ve gone anywhere with his last name alone.

“An old buddy of mine, Charlie Swan, is the chief of police. I think it will do his town real good.” he says with a smile.

“He has a daughter around your same age.” he adds on. He knew you had to leave your friends behind.

That Saturday, while Charlie invited your father over for a game, you tagged along.

You sat while Charlie and your father talked about the good old high school days. The game started to come on and you chuckled at the zoned out expression that they both displayed as they started to tune into the game. Beer in hand.

A door opens and a girl’s voice bells out, “Dad, I’m home.”

She enters the living room and you look up from your phone while you were sitting on the couch.

“Hey.” you say.

“Hi.” she says to you and takes a look at her father and pokes his shoulder.

He mumbles, “Hey, Bells.”

She shakes her head a bit and laughs before looking to you.

“You can escape with me if you want. They’re not going to be much company.” she tells you.

You rise up with a grin as you knew that the statement was accurate.

You follow her up the stairs and into her room.

“Did you just move here?” she asks you.

“Yeah.”

“Oh, cool. Where from?” she asks.

“California.”

She grins a bit, “Cool. I used to live there.”

Your eyes widen a bit, but also excited that someone knew what it was like to live there.

“Nice! But um…How come you live here now?” you ask.

“I lived there with my mom. I came here to live with my dad.” she explains, “What about you?”

You tell her the action your dad took in order to win the local’s hearts.

“I will say, I will miss the sunny beach.” you say as you look out of her window to watch the dreary weather set in.

“La Push has a beach. It’s not on the sunny side like Cali but, the beach is still nice.” she says.

“Where’s that?”

“It’s on the rez. I hang there a lot. You can come with me tomorrow…If you’re not doing anything.”

You agree. You had no plans and you wanted to distract yourself of people telling you how much they missed you. It made you a bit sad.

“Have fun. Please stay safe.” your father tells you as you slid on your jacket at the door. Bella was outside in her truck waiting for you.

“Always am, dad. Love you.” you tell him and zip out of the house.

You chatted with Bella all the way up until you both had arrived.

Bella’s face lifts up as she looks at the group of people that is already there.

“You know them?” you ask her as you both walk side by side towards them.

“Yeah. You will like them.” she says with a smile.

“Bella!” you hear a boy’s name call her. Bella is wrapped in a tight bear hug and she smiles and tells him, “Jake..Can’t..Breathe.”

“Sorry.” he says with a smile and looks to you. He immediately gets nervous and you grin and just stick out your hand and tell him your name. He shakes it but you had to pull back your hand because he kept it in his hand for too long. You were used to stuff like that.

“We were playing soccer. Join.” he drags out the last part and Bella retracts as she shakes her head.

“Jake, I’m not athletic you know this.” she says.

“We’re not going to the Olympics, Bells. Just having fun.” he reassures and takes her hand and guides them to what you assume are his friends.

You couldn’t take your eyes away from them as they were all tall but the jackets that they had on didn’t hide their muscular build.

You felt eyes on you and you didn’t let it affect you.

Jacob introduced you to everyone and you look over to a see a boy who is owning the soccer ball with his knee and foot. Easily keeping it from fall to the ground. You were impressed.

He looks up and it was your turn to feel nervous. You weren’t new to handsome men, they were everywhere in a big city from where you were from.

But this guy was different. His sharp features captured all of your attention. His gaze back at you made you feel like a childish school girl seeing her crush for the first time ever. You wanted to do nothing but know everything about him. You wanted to know his dreams and also his deepest fears. In a way, you didn’t know why, but you felt that he could protect you from any and everything.

You felt a nudge on your shoulder.

“Are you playing with us. Please don’t leave me hanging.” Bella says and you snap back into reality.

“Yeah. I’ll play.” you say.

Jacob had an arm wrapped around Bella as he announced that Bella was going to be on his team.

That’s when chaos erupted, they all hounded you to ask whose team you’re going to be on. All except one.

The boy looked at the scenery as he now had the ball in his hand, fidgeting with it.

You point him.

“I will be on his.” you say. Groans were belted out and that’s when he displayed a grin on his face, it motivated you to walk over to him.

You find out his name was Paul. It felt nice when you repeated it back. It felt nice to hear your name fall from his lips.

You laughed as people pointed at him and called him a show off. Apparently it’s the best he’s ever played and they put it on you being in attendance.

“Fuck off. You all suck.” he says with a cocky smile.

This made you chortle and your cheeks burn when he looks to you, happy to make you react in a positive way.

You soon found yourself separated from the other individuals and found yourself under his arm as you both walked along the beach.

He asked about you. You asked about him. The conversation was pleasant to both of you.

“What are you doing tomorrow?” he asks you.

“Nothing. Why?” you look to him.

You soon find out why, he wanted to take you out. You agree with strong willing.

As you both made your way back to the crowd, the guy you knew as Embry speaks out to say, “Are we going to Emily’s or what? I’m hungry.”

“You’re always hungry.” Sam says with slight annoyance but makes the effort to start to leave off the beach.

Paul looks down to you, you were grateful that he didn’t unwrap his arm from around you.

“Do you want to come?” he asks in your ear. You almost agree but you remember you came with Bella.

You see that Bella was currently on Jake’s back while laughing as he jogged, following the others.

“Sure.” you say.

The home that everyone went into was cozy.

You met Emily, who was Sam’s fiancé, she had a warm presence and welcomed you with open arms.

As you sat next to both Bella and Leah, you ate a sandwich. You noticed Paul watched over you as if he was being cautious. You didn’t mind but you felt flattered that he was being somewhat protective.

As you rode back home with Bella, she gives you a knowing look.

“So, are getting cozy with Lahote?” she asks as she keeps one hand on the wheel.

“That’s his last name?” you ask. She nods. Then you smile.

“I guess. He’s cute.” you say with admittance as you looked out of the window.

“I’m sure he thinks you’re cute as well.” she says jokingly.

“I know you aren’t talking. I seen you and Jake.” you say while grinning. A blush immediately forms and she starts to stutter, “Seen me and Jake do what?”

You playfully roll your eyes, “Are you two a thing?”

“I don’t know. He’s my best friend. I don’t want to make things awkward.” she admits.

“Things did not look awkward.” you say as you laugh.

Over dinner, your father admits that he’s fond of the relationship that you created with Bella Swan.

“Yeah. I got to meet her friends.” you tell him as you pick up a vegetable with your fork.

“From her school?” he asks.

“Nah, from the rez.” you tell him.

“Oh. Charlie told me he goes there from time to time to go fishing.” he mused.

“I um…Also have a date.” you say.

Your father sets his fork down and you look to him.

“We just moved here, Y/N. I’m not letting anyone take advantage of you.” he says firmly.

“He’s not going to take advantage of me. He was the only guy not to hound me and…I appreciate that.” you say looking down.

“You know I’m meeting this kid, right?” he says to you and you nod once. You both go back to eating.

You sat on the steps of your home with your phone in your hand. You were a bit nervous as the time ticked down for Paul to pick you up.

The doorbell is heard at the door and your father comes out of nowhere and opens the door.

Your father puts on his buisness voice as he looks at the young man who has plucked flowers in his hand.

Your father shook his hand and introduced himself as your father. Paul introduced himself back and treated your father with respect.

Paul walks you to the car and opens the car door for you.

“Thank you.” you say in appreciation. He hands you the flowers and you accept them and tell him, “Thank you.”

You both sat at an intimate table, close to each other as both of your legs touch each other. You both are a bit leaned forward as you both got finished sharing a piece of cake.

The waiter comes with the check. Paul glares at him as the waiter gives you a smile and offers you a free drink.

“It’s on me.” he says.

“Thank you.” Paul says to him in a loud voice to get him to move along.

You look down to hide your laugh as the waiter seemed to be disappointed that he couldn’t talk to you anymore.

You look back up as the waiter is gone to see Paul with an annoyed look on his face. You caress his cheek, “It’s okay.” you coo to him with a smile.

“He clearly sees me on a date with you. So disrespectful.” he says but his soften face doesn’t match the rough tone in his voice.

“How can I make you feel better?” you ask him. You watch as he grins a little and leans forward a bit and you lean to meet his lips. He places a hand on your cheek as you both breathe each other in like oxygen.

“I’m scared. I can’t do it.” Bella says to you as she sits on your bed.

“Just do it. Rip it off like a bandaid.” you say as you grab your shoes from your closet.

“Do I do it after the movie or during?” she wonders and runs a hand through her hair due to nervousness.

You place a hand on hers, “When the time is right.”

You hear a honk and grab her hand, “That’s them.”

You guide her out of the house and Jacob’s car is in front of your home. Paul comes out of the passenger seat and chooses to sit in the back with you and you convince Bella to sit in the passenger seat.

You and Paul hold hands in the car. You and Paul hold hands when Jacob park in front of the movie theater.

Paul buys your ticket and you hear a whistle.

You look to the source and seen a man walking past, taking a good look at you.

“You should smile more.” he says to you as you don’t display a friendly demeanor. You hated being catcalled.

“And you should keep it moving.” Paul hissed at him and pulled you closer and steer you away.

You didn’t really care for the movie. You instead snake your hand into Paul’s hair as people screamed onscreen.

He turns his head to look at you and you pull him into a kiss. His tongue was your favorite movie. The best part was that you didn’t even have to open your eyes to watch it.

When the movie was over, you and Bella head off to the bathroom.

“Did you do it?” you ask her.

“I…I only kissed him on the cheek.” she says as she runs her hands over the water.

You look at her through the mirror, “Well. That’s a start.”

“I can’t just pop out with it, you know.” she says.

“Well, you gave him the green light to possibly ask you.” you tell her. She nods a bit to agree.

You come out and you decide to get a drink since you were thirsty.

The man behind the counter smiled extra wide as you tell him what drink you wanted to get.

You pull out your money as he hands you a self serve cup.

“Don’t worry about. Your beauty already paid for it.” he says to you. You still tell him thanks, even though you thought the statement was a bit corny.

“Do you come here often?” he then asks, not even bothering to be professional by leaning forward.

You open your mouth and you feel something around your waist as you hear Paul’s voice say, “Yeah. With me.”

The dirty look that Paul gives the man, makes him sober up. He backed off and walked away and you turn to him.

“You’re like my body guard.” you joke to him.

You rubbed your hand on his arm as he muttered, “I don’t mind protecting you from those idiots.”

Your father had gotten used to Paul being around more often.

So often, that he asked you one night, “You’re not hanging with Paul tonight? It’s Friday.”

“Nah. He has to work.” you tell your father, but you knew the real reason why.

Bella called you that next day, in a frenzy.

“Calm down, I can’t make out what you’re saying.” you speak to her on the phone.

She takes a breath before speaking again, “Okay. Jacob invited me to a bonfire and I really need you to come because I don’t want to go by myself in case this thing bomb on me. Please say you will go.”

“Fine. Fine. I’ll go.” you say to her and she tells you, “Good because I’m already on my way to your house.”

“Of course you are.” you say shaking your head in an amusement manner.

Paul didn’t expect you to come to the bonfire. So when you both saw each other, the hugs were big and so were the kisses.

As you were slumped next to him, hearing the deep timber of Jacob’s father’s voice, you got to be exposed into the history of their world.

As everyone mingled about after the stories, you look around as Jared pressed Paul about stealing the last burger.

Your eyes widened at the sight. You seen Jacob have his hand in Bella’s, but he was leaning down. Bella’s hand was close to his neck as she held him there and you smiled to yourself as you knew she would tell you all about it.

“What are you smiling about?” Paul asks you.

“I’m just happy.” you tell him and then put your hand in his and interlaced it with his.

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fashionteahouse · 13 days ago

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hello could you do leah x fem!reader where leah imprint on reader and leah choose they become friends because she never dated a women before and she is just confused but reader actually have a big crush on leah and wants more than friends so one day reader start crying and tell leah about her true feelings

hii sure i can :> hope you enjoy :)

never be the same - leah x reader

The young woman had eyes that could put a magician in a trance. Even if it was a crime to stare, you would happily put the handcuffs on. This woman pulled you into her world with only one glance and you didn’t want to leave.

You immediately missed it when she broke the contact first. Looking down with knitted eyebrows as if she was thinking about something. As you see her continue to walk away, your head followed, unable to go about your normal day. You knew in that moment that things would never be the same.

“What was that back there? Did you know her?” Jared asked as he lifted both cases of water stacked on each other into his truck.

“No.” Leah says quietly as she put the groceries that Emily requested for tonight’s dinner into the trunk, “I think.. I imprinted. I mean..I did imprint.” she says the last part in realization.

“That’s great! You have now joined the club.” Jared jokes happily. He was mostly glad since that meant he didn’t have to see any more sad flashes of what Leah and Sam had, when it was time to patrol with her. It was about time she’s gotten some great news. But the look on her face showed uncertainty.

You had to snap back into reality when the next customer had to step up.

“Are you alright dear?” a frail old woman asks you as she takes a look at your dazed face.

“Yes. Sorry. And your total is..$17.38” you say after you clear your throat.

As you walked home, you couldn’t shake the eyes out of your head. You wanted to know everything about the woman you saw today. Earlier, you were going to call off today, but you were glad you’ve decided to stick it out for today. You got to meet her.

Leah saw a name tag. She thought it was atleast good that she now knows where you work. When it was a lazy afternoon, she decided to make a visit. You weren’t expecting to see her again but perked up when she came into your line. You have her the most friendliest smile.

“Hey.” Leah says.

“Hi. How are you today?” you say as you start to ring a bag of potato chips that Leah blindly grabbed.

“So um…I haven’t seen you around before. Are you new around here?” she asks you.

You nod, “I decided I wanted to live here with my dad.” you say.

“Oh. Well, have you gotten to know anybody?” she asks.

You shake your head sheepishly, “No. To be honest I just go to work and come home. I guess I’m pretty boring.” you say as you chuckle at the last part. She made you a bit nervous but you soaked in this moment because you just couldn’t believe you were talking to her.

“You’re not boring. You haven’t found the right person to at least show you around yet.” she says as she pulls out her wallet.

“Would that…Person be you?” you ask. You were nervous for her reply but it all went out of the window when she slowly stretches her face with a smile.

“Yeah. If you want.” she says. You nod.

That’s how you both made plans for her to swing by after you have gotten off.

You were pleased to see her after you clocked out.

“Have you been to First Beach?” she asks.

You shake your head.

“What?” she asks in disbelief.

You chuckle.

“Oh yeah, we have some work to do.” she says.

You don’t know if it was the lack of people or the night stars that were shining, but the conversation became comfortable enough for secrets.

“You wouldn’t believe me.” Leah says to you in a whisper.

“Just don’t give me a reason not to.” you say back.

Leah takes in a breath before looking around, only to find distances of sand and the waves. You were the only human that was around.

“Close your eyes.” she says. You slowly close your eyes. You soon hear loud cracking noises and you’re panting a bit from the thumping heart inside of your chest. It was filled with anxiety as you couldn’t see what was going on.

You felt something wet hit your hand, which makes you open your eyes. You gasp a little. You were shocked but, the wolf was beautiful. You wanted to do nothing but snuggle with it, even though it was big enough to crush you.

“Holy shit! Wait until I tell Leah about this!” you breathed out.

The wolf trots over to the abandoned clothes and then it hit you.

“Leah? Is that you?” you ask.

The wolf sits as they pant a bit.

“You’re so gorgeous! That’s so cool!” you say, with a small smile.

You then slowly watch as a woman is back to her human self, you close your eyes due to respect, even though you had a peak at her body.

“I can’t believe you thought I left you and a big ass wolf appeared.” Leah says and you laugh as she sits back down next to you.

“So, did you get bitten by a wolf or something? Is that how you’re able to transform into one?” you ask her.

Leah shakes with a laugh, “No, no. It’s..Hereditary. Apparently legends have it that certain bloodlines are gifted and I happen to be the first female shifter. Fun.” she says the last part sarcastically.

“So, what triggers it?” you ask trying to get a deeper understanding.

“Cold ones. You know them as vampires. Our job is to protect the people from them.” she says as she looks out to the waves.

“Wow. Is it scary…At times?” you ask.

“I…Was scared at first. Only men were supposed to shift. It was a heavy feeling when I shifted for the first time.” she says. That was the first time anyone has ever asked her.

You wrap your arm around her to show your support.

“I won’t say anything.” you say to her.

“Good. You’re not supposed to.” she says as she looks to you.

“So, what made you tell me. I’m special?” you ask the last part playfully.

Leah was serious as she continue to look at you, “Yeah. You’re special. Really special.”

You felt your cheeks burn hot and your palms starts to sweat.

“I have something else to tell you.” she says and takes her eyes away and chooses the waves to be the thing she looks at.

“Do tell.” you encouraged.

“I imprinted on you.” she says.

“So…Your wolf thinks I’m the parent?” you ask. Leah actually laughs as she shakes her head, “No. Not that type of imprinting.”

“Oh.” you say.

“It means..That we are tied to each other for life. Don't worry, I don't find it a bad thing. It's all up to you to accept. I can be your friend, sister, or protector..." Leah says, not wanting to reveal the possible girlfriend aspect.

You nod.

"Is that why we hit it off so well?" you ask her with a small smile. She nods matching your tone.

"It's up to you to accept." Leah says to you.

"Well..What would you like to be to me. You deserve to choose. I just like being around you." you tell her.

Leah thinks for a moment before asking, "Can we be friends?"

"Yeah. Of course!" you tell her.

That was the start of the friendship for the both of you. Everyday since then, you both made it a mission to see each other. There were times when Leah would come into the grocery store with no intention of getting anything. You would say, "Pssttt. Come here."

She would walk to your empty register and you would whisper to her, "You can get something. It's on me."

Leah smiles at you. Moments like this made her day. You loved it when Leah would smile at you. When she smiled, it seemed as though she saved it for you.

At night, you would think back on her words from the night she told you everything.

"You're special. Really special."

It played like a broken record. It was the best broken record ever.

Your heart ached as you hung out in her bedroom. Leah was gushing about a long haired boy whom she accepted a date with. She was used to the attention that she had gotten before and after shifting. You looked at her. Of course, she was going to get dates. She was beautiful.

You were quieter than usual as you felt frustrated.

"His eyes are so dreamy. But, that's how they always are before you find out that they're trouble." she says as she playfully rolls her eyes.

"Yeah." you quietly say before nervously chuckling and not meeting her eyes at all. She notices.

"Everything cool?" she asks you. You pop your eyes up and nod and display a bright smile, "Everything is great."

You held it in as months went past. Pipes started to burst as you lay in Leah's bed, facing her. She invited you over for a sleepover, she wanted to celebrate having an off day from patrol.

Your face starts to crumble a bit as you look at her sleeping face. You silently cry as you can't do it at home.

Leah felt the small shakes in her bed. Your back was turned but you kept shifting as the tears fell. She blinked awake. She shook your shoulder lightly, calling your name.

You roll over as she flicks the lamp on and peered down at your wet face.

"Jesus. What a dream huh. It's not real." Leah says to soothe you. You close your eyes as she had no idea. You wished that that's all that it was. Your life currently was like a bad dream. You had to hold in feelings that demanded to be released.

You sniffled and Leah then sits up and holds you as you don't calm down. She knows that something wrong to have you this upset.

"What's the matter. Just tell me. I wont..I wont tell anyone." She says in a supportive manner.

You lay your head in the middle of her chest.

"Leah...You have no idea how much you mean to me." you whispered out through your thick tears.

"Aw.. You mean a lot to me too." she says as she thumbs away your streaks of tears that laid on your cheeks. You shake your head.

"No. I mean... I just don't want to be just your friend. I want to be more than that." you confessed and you start to weep more. It was out in the open.

She rubbed your shaking shoulders to calm you down and she closed her eyes.

"It's all coming back to bite me in the ass." She thought to herself.

"Y/N. What do you want to be?" she asks you carefully.

"I don't want just your friendship. You visit me in my dreams and I can't get you out of my head. I get jealous when you go out on dates with those guys. I promise I'm not trouble. I will treat you right. I know I will treat you right." you rambled on.

Leah soaked all what you told her in.

"I know you're not trouble." she says to you. You sit up and wipe your remaining tears and rise out of her bed.

You grab your things to leave. She hops out of the bed with a confused look on her face.

"Wait. What are you doing."

"Things will never be the same. I cant-"

"Just listen to me Y/N. Remember, you are my imprint." she says as she looks into your eyes. She halts your movements as you were entrapped into her eyes.

"I know." you nod to her.

"Do you..What do you want to do?" she asks you.

"I want to be what you need Leah. I want to be with...you." you choke out the last part and she brings you to her. She rests her cheek on the top of your head.

"It's okay." She says as she rubs your back.

"If you want me to back off I will. I know you don't feel the same way. You just want to be my friend." you tell her.

"Y/N. You have a choice in this too. I wanted to be friends...Because...I've never dated a girl before. This is all new to me." she confesses to you.

"Me neither. But, everyday I find myself falling in love with you everyday." you confess back.

She rubs your back as she then proposes something that you'd never thought you would hear outside of your dreams, "Should we try it out?"

You pull back to look at her, "Do you mean it?" you ask her to be sure.

"Of course. I want to be around someone who makes me happy. You make me happy." she tells you with a smile.

You sniff and form your own smile, "You make me happy too."

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out of your league - paul x reader

AN: thank you all for love and support of the last nineteen parts of this story ! you all are awesome 💜

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As you continued to see the art that was Larry Gagosian’s pick to be displayed in his gallery, he began to promise you your own artistic spot in his gallery.

“I have to fly to LA soon. I would really like it if you could accompany me.” he says to you.

“Wow. Me?” you breathed out.

“You think you can have something done?”

“I know I will have something done.” you say and this caused him to laugh at your confidence as he liked how sure you were of yourself.

You sit in front of him at the restaurant table, he had explained earlier how if you were represented by him, what all he can offer you.

Edward reassured you on the way there, Larry’s intentions were genuine. The wine and dining was strictly for business. Larry’s assistant planted the white important paper on the table.

More opportunities, more work, more sales, more money. More, more, more. It felt like you hit the jackpot.

As you walked out of the somewhat business lunch, you were still in a daze. Edward watched in amusement as you kept saying, “This can’t be real.”

Edward held the paper contract that Larry’s assistant had brought. It contained the proof of his promises and your signature would solidify everything.

You slowed your walk and start to frown.

“What’s the matter?” Edward asks.

“Does that mean…I have to live here?” you ask.

Edward skims over it.

“Maybe. He wants to shop you around for an entire year.”

Damn.

“I gotta go.” you say.

“Is everything alright?” he asks as he watched your expression. It went from excitement to a touch of grief.

“I have to call Paul. I have to- I gotta talk to him.” you say.

“You shouldn’t panic. Everything will be alright.” he says reassuringly.

“It’s really annoying when you tell me what I shouldn’t do.” you say.

Edward doesn’t take offense to this as he grins a little.

“You just got an exciting opportunity. Just enjoy it.” he says, “How do you feel?” he then softly asks.

“On top of the world.” you whisper as you look down. You don’t hear anything but you look up to see Edward looking at you with captivation.

You felt unbelievably nervous. You look away after feeling a bit intimated.

“Where’s Alice?” you ask softly to change the atmosphere and subject.

“She’s at home.” he answers in the same volume.

You look to him again. He’s still staring.

“Home?” you ask in confusion.

“We have a penthouse.”

“Oh.” you say while nodding.

“Would you like to see her?” he asks.

“I just asked because I haven’t seen her since the symphony. That’s all.”

“What did you think of it?” he asks.

“It was..Alright.”

He chuckles and this makes you take another look at him.

“What?” you ask slightly annoyed.

“It’s funny when you lie.” he says.

“You think I’m lying?”

“You are lying. It was more than ‘alright’. You tend to say that a lot to mask what you’re really feeling.”

“Since you know it all, what am I really feeling?” you ask.

You continue the stroll, not wanting to feel stagnant. He follows you with ease.

“As a whole, you think this entire situation plays on the side of vice.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean…If you didn’t hold back, you would’ve signed the deal right then and there. Something else is distracting you.”

“See? There you go. Would you stop it? Paul is not a distraction.”

He furrows his eyebrows, “I didn’t say Paul. I meant it as you’re overthinking.”

You flopped down on the bench of Central Park. You put your face in your hands.

“This is really hard.” you say.

You feel a rub on your back and you sit up straight and look to him.

“Edward.” you warn.

His hand falls as he sits back. You look ahead.

“What are you going to do?”

“I can’t accept it.” you say.

“Y/N, don’t be foolish.” he says.

“I can’t leave what I know behind.”

He shakes his head, almost as if he’s a teacher who’s staring at a student with wasted potential.

“I thought this is what you were trying to build up to?” he asks.

“It is but…” you say and watch the carefree people go about their day. You wonder what sacrifices they had to make in their lifetime. You wonder if it was lesser or greater than yours.

“Why do you even care anyway?” you ask, feeling moody. You wanted someone to blame.

“You have a gift. I know what it’s like to have one. To just throw it away would be throwing away your life.” he calmly answers.

You stand up and start to walk.

“Where are you going?” he asks.

“Back to my room.” you say and you continue walking.

You called Paul on your cellphone. You didn’t trust him to see your face. Each ring dropped your stomach.

“Hello?” he answered.

“Hey.” you say.

“Hey yourself.” he says.

“It’s nice to hear your voice.” you say.

“Likewise.”

You both stay on the phone as you don’t say anything after that.

“Y/N. What’s wrong?”

You laugh lightly, “Why do you think something’s wrong.”

“Because something’s wrong. Tell me.” he says.

You sigh softly as you think of how to bring your words together.

“I met someone. Someone who…Who will soar my career.”

“Who?”

“Larry.”

“Mm.” he says at the name. You gushed about him to Paul the night you met him. With his tone, you could see his face now.

Paul gripped the phone in his hand. He knew this conversation wasn’t going to be smooth.

“So, what happened? What do you have to tell me?” he asks lowly that scared you a bit.

“He…wants to represent me. He’s..going to shop me and my paintings around and well…I might have… to live here for a year since his big clients are here. He wants me to accompany him to LA right after I leave New York.” you say and take a breath as you close your eyes and look down. It was out there and you couldn’t take back your words.

There’s silence on the line.

“Paul.” you say in the phone.

“Yeah.” he says deeply.

“Can you say..Something?” you plead.

“When are you coming home?” he asks.

“I..” you say and stop. You didn’t have an answer because you felt like everything was up for grabs.

“Y/N.” he calls.

“Yes?” you answer small.

“When are you are coming home?” he asks with more clarity.

“I don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know? You were supposed to come home in two days.”

“I know. I know.” you say.

“Well?”

“All of this stuff happened.” you say as your heart did jumping jacks in your chest.

“Is there someone else?” he asks bluntly.

“I don’t get what you mean.” you say.

“You do. Someone keeping you company? You just told me you missed me.” he replies and you can hear the agitation in his voice.

“No. There’s no one here with me. I do miss you. I miss you so much. What? You think I’m cheating on you or something? Is that’s why you think I want to stay here?”

“I didn’t say that.” he says.

“Well that’s what it seems like.” you say.

“If that’s what it seems, then is it true?” he says and you can hear his gritted teeth.

“Paul. I don’t want to argue.”

“We’re not arguing. Y/N, come home.” he says.

“I will.” you say.

“Y/N.”

“I said I will.” you say.

You hang up from him and you pack. Frustrated tears form in your eyes as you fold your bunched clothes and a knock rings out.

You wipe your tears that sneaked out and open the door, too upset to see who it is.

“I don’t want to see you right now.” you say to Edward.

“You left without taking this.” he says holding up the white paper that held your destiny.

“I don’t need it.” you snap at him. His somewhat hurt expression make you sigh, “I’m sorry.”

“What’s wrong?” he steps forward and peers down at you.

“I will be okay.” you say.

His eyes flicker over to the suitcase that was laid on your bed behind you.

“You’re leaving?”

“Getting ready to.” you say.

“Why?”

“Because I am. Okay?” you say without any patience.

“Let me guess…You called him.”

“Edward just go.” you say in broken words as your face started to crumble.

“Why do you push me away? I just want to help.”

“You’re making things worse!” you say as your hands cover your face and you turn away. Edward pushed the door from automatically shutting, he steps in closer.

He watched as your shoulders shiver and he sets the paper down on the nearby desk, he does something that surprised you. You felt something firm with coldness, surround you.

“Don’t be upset Y/N.” he says soothingly. The velvety voice rings out and he slowly rubs your back.

You sniff and step back. He slowly raised his hand and you watch his hand closely. He placed it on your cheek and let his thumb glide and gently wipe the hot tear that escaped from your eye. The coolness of his hand cooled your hot face for a moment. You blinked at him and his face was filled with deep benevolence.

You turn away. You walk to your suitcase.

“Y/N, just don’t leave.” he says like a lullaby.

“I have to leave in two days anyway.”

“I was worried that you were leaving early.”

You shake your head as you look down at the open suitcase.

“Alice has asked to see you.”

“I’m too upset.” You say sadly as you sit down.

“She’s good at cheering people up.” he says as he grins softly as he sits next to you.

You don’t say anything as the floor was more interesting. Edward focused to see what he could read, or rather see, from your mind, your mind was like one big black scribble circle. He was used to the beautiful colors that bounced around.

“Will making something calm you down?” he asks softly after some time. He watched as you looked up at him with slightly puffed eyes.

“I guess. I usually make how I’m feeling.” you whisper with a slight shrug.

“How do you feel? Besides upset.” He asks.

“Conflicted. Frustrated.” you admittedly say.

“Let’s get you a canvas.” he says as he rises up and before you could blink, your jacket is in his hand.

“It’s fine.” you say with defeat, “I will be okay.”

“I can’t trust that.” he says with humor to try to cheer you up.

You sigh softly as you look ahead at him in front of you.

He walks over to the nightstand and picks up your sketchbook.

You perk up with energy as you stand up and you walk to him.

“Can I take a look?” he asks.

“Why?” you ask.

“I just want to see your world.” he says.

You look at the book in his hands as he slowly opens the book.

He watched carefully as you worked your hand. You could see even though it was dark because of the city life shining brightly through the car window.

The graphite pencil was snug in your hand as you really sketched how you were really feeling in the pad that rested on your lap. You swiftly sketched different faces with different emotions that merged with one another. Edward was glad that he was in the backseat with you instead of driving. He always wanted to watch you create something.

He watched how your face softened as you continued to work. The soft sound of the pencil scraping against the paper was like music to his ears. The backed up traffic was something that he was for once grateful for.

He pressed the button on the elevator to the top floor as you clutched your book to you.

When he unlocked his door, Alice rushed you and you say, “Oof.” from the force.

She squeals your name as she hugged you tight but not too tightly.

“Alice, let her breathe.” Edward says to his sister.

“Come in!” she says excitedly as she still holds onto your arm and brings you into the luxurious penthouse.

It hit you like a truck. You felt calm. As if you weren’t upset just earlier. Your shoulders even relax.

“Jazz, look who’s here.” she says with excitement as she takes your hand.

Jasper gives you a friendly smile. Something on his face made you feel like he knew something. You still wave hello to him.

“Are the others here in the city with you?” you ask.

“Ithaca.” Jasper answers.

“It’s so nice there. We should go before you have to leave. We can surprise the others with a visit.” Alice says with enthusiasm.

“I’ll pass. Plus, I’m sure they don’t care to see me.” you say because you weren’t sure if it was a good idea, they collectively say, “What?”

“Y/N, that’s not true.” Edward says.

“They ask about you.” Alice says to you and sits you down on the superb sofa right with her.

You sit back and sink in the sofa.

Paul paced back and forth. He clenched and unclenched his fists. His wolf scratched inside of his body to be free.

“She’s going to be back.” Sam says as he watched him.

Paul doesn’t say anything.

“Oh my god.” Kim suddenly says.

Jared looks over, “What?”

“Look.” She says to him and shows a picture, of you posing with Larry in his gallery, that had been reposted on the net. Jared didn’t know who it was, but the comments recognizing the man, showed he was important. The blue check marked account displayed a caption.

“She’s the one to watch out for”

Paul didn’t want to look. He already knew. He would of loved for you to take the deal but, an entire year being away from you would kill him. He just couldn’t do it.

Paul let the door slap close behind him as he heaved and flung himself forward to burst through with his wolf.

After running for some time, he realized he was in Fork’s neck of the woods, a flash of red darted past. He calculated her speed with his eyesight as he tracked her movements. He instinctively chased her, her small figure flinging gracefully through the woody trees. There were moments when he was centimeters close to landing his razor sharp teeth on her. He snapped his jaw at her.

Paul growled as she kept dodging getting caught. He pushed forward, feeling frustrated that she was right at his paws but, she kept slipping away easily. He chased her off until he couldn’t see her anymore. He patrolled the surrounding area to make sure there wasn’t any others lurking around.

Alice sits still as Jasper confirms to you of his lack of thirst with you being around.

“I’m new to the animal diet. You’re like a pain reliever.” he says to you with a smirk.

Edward doesn’t make it known as he’s sitting beside you, but he’s watching Alice’s vision blow by blow.

You look over to Edward having a deep look of concentration. You look to Jasper as he talks to you again to unknowingly distract you.

“I felt your sorrow when you walked in. Notice how you felt calm?”

“That was your doing?” you ask in surprise.

He confirms.

“So, you can make people feel emotions?” you ask.

“I sense and I can control them. I raised your endorphin levels a little.” he answers.

He watched your face as you are somewhat impressed at this information.

Edward watched with intensity as his sister’s eyes dart back and forth and even move her fingers subtly, as if she was grabbing something. Her mouth was slightly open as if she was in a trance. It scared Edward. Jasper sensed this.

Alice blinks rapidly as she looks down. Jasper is next to her in a flash as they clutch each other’s hand for support and he looks to her. Which makes you look. If Alice was human, she would’ve panted.

“Are you alright?” you ask.

“Y/N, you can’t go back home.” she rushed out almost too loudly.

Chuckling a bit, “I have to. You know this.”

“She’s right. You can’t.” Edward says carefully but firmly.

You look at him with a perplexed look.

“What did you see?” Jasper asks. Fully concentrating on her. Alice speaks but draws her eyes up to you. The vision was about you.

“Victoria. She’s in Washington. Bella picked you up from the airport and with you being around, you took away Victoria’s thirst for Bella. She decided to make you her new target. You don’t even make it to La Push.” she rambles on but whispers out the last part.

You stand up. The cloud of calmness is still hovering over you.

“She jumped out onto the road which caused Bella to swerve. She jumped right onto Bella’s truck and grabbed you out.” Alice continues on.

“Who’s Victoria?” you ask immediately.

“Do you remember in the library when I explained to you how Bella was attacked by James and how we killed him?” he asks you.

“Yes.” you say in a small voice and a nod.

“James is Victoria’s mate.” he answers.

“So, I’ll just call someone else from the pack to pick me up. I can’t stay here. I have to get home. I have to.” you say.

Alice shakes her head too fast, “You called them, they won’t answer. You call someone else, a friend I’m guessing from La Push. You find out that she was told to not go anywhere because of being told of the news of a loose vampire. She lets you know that Paul and the others are away tracking the vampire down. It has to be Victoria. You then decide to call Bella to pick you up. She will attack you. We can’t let that happen. I try to track her but she goes into La Push land and I can’t see her. Something’s blocking me from seeing her next move.” she says trying her best to find a reason why.

You slowly sit down, unable to feel what you want to feel. Jasper’s ability won’t let you freak out. But, you’re desperate for answers.

“I saw her bite you and change you for her gain. Eventually, even turning you against us. ” she says and you gasp.

“This isn’t good.” you whisper as you sit back and look up at the high architectural ceiling, hoping something would fall down and would give you a miracle of this not being reality.

“She won’t touch you. I won’t let it happen.” Edward says soothingly to you.

“Yes but, what about Paul? What about my life at home?” you ask him seriously, not breaking eye contact to let him know how serious this was.

“He can survive you not coming home right away. However, I’m sure he won’t be happy with you being dead or turned.” he says to you trying to get you to understand.

“So…What do I do?” you ask, looking at them all.

“Well..You can stay here..With us. Twenty-four hour surveillance.” Alice says, somewhat hopeful about the idea.

“What if she comes here?” you ask.

“She won’t. That’s why it’s important for you to decide to stay. She can’t know you exist.” Edward says.

“So, what do I tell Paul?”

“You have to tell him you accepted the deal even if you don’t. It will only make sense for why you have to stay here. It will hurt but, you have to stay away until she’s at least taken care of.” Alice says.

You sit back down on the couch with defeat. You stare at the coffee table that screamed exclusiveness. You look up after moments of silence.

You glanced at Alice and seen that Alice gave Edward a quick look. Edward silently looks back at her. You notice this.

“Is there something else?” you perk up to ask her.

“That was it.” Edward says switching to pierce his gaze at you and you watch closely as he swallows a bit. You can tell he’s lying. You narrow your eyes a bit at him.

You weren’t worried about the pack, knowing how quickly they killed the last vampire they came after you. You had faith that they would kill Victoria as well.

“Great. There goes my goodnight’s sleep.” you say lowly.

“It will be okay.” Alice says in her best voice to soothe someone.

“I don’t want anyone to get hurt. What’s the outcome if I do stay?” you ask.

“I don’t see her after some time. I assume she’s dead. I don’t see anyone close to you being hurt.” she says with certainty. She narrows her eyes a bit before shaking her head, “Not even Bella. I can still see some of her future.”

“Well, I hope that really means that she’s dead. But, who’s to say how long it will take.” you say and you cross your arms, “Why is she going into La Push land anyway?”

“My guess is she stumbles upon it because I don’t see her making a plan to go there.” Alice answers.

“If I stay, I can still come home, right?” you ask.

She nods with confidence, “It’s just temporary.”

Alice then hops up and grab your hands and you’re up with her before you knew it.

“Enough with the sad stuff. Come look at my designs Y/N!” Alice says.

The room you enter had a strong but glamorous desk with papers on it. You saw the colors of the sketches as you walked closer.

“You drew these?” you ask her in astonishment as you held up one paper. The design was so ahead of its time.

“Of course!”

“Amazing!” you say as you look at the other unique designs that were illustrated. You then look to see a mannequin with a finished outfit snug to it.

“So, you design the clothes and then you make them?” you ask as you look at the mannequin’s unbelievably stylish outfit.

“Yup!” she says, proud of her work, “What do you think of this one?”

“I could see this on a runway. It looks straight out of a magazine, it’s crazy.” you say with a small smile as you look at it.

“Thanks.” she says with her own gleaming smile, “I love using my powers for this. Glimpsing into the future to envision the next big design is much more happier than seeing oncoming danger.” she explains.

“I can see that. I think it’s cool that you guys have powers. It sucks that the negative can make you kind of forget the beauty in the power that you do have.” you say.

“Exactly. It’s much more tangible this way.” she says.

You watch as she then perks up, “Should we create something together?”

“Me? Design clothes?” you ask her and she nods excitedly.

“I can’t do that.” you say chuckling at the thought of yourself trying to create an outfit. You’d much rather leave the job to someone else instead of attempting such thing.

“You can. If you can draw everything else, you can.” she says as if you were ridiculous for not thinking so.

“I don’t know the first thing of sketching designs.” you say as you follow her to her desk. She brings out fresh sheets of paper and speedily puts the created designs away.

“We can start by making something that you would actually wear.” she says cheekily.

You lazily start to draw a person just like you saw how she did, except it wasn’t as perfect as hers. As you drew the upper part of the body, you look down to see Alice already drawing a comprehensive skirt.

You try your best to draw a good looking top, it seemed plain in your eyes. Alice didn’t mind.

“This is only the rough sketch.” she says.

“Rough?!” you say as you point to the design she already drew. She got a kick out of it as she laughs.

As you both were in the middle of drawing up stylized flat sketches, you hear Alice’s colored pencil be abandoned as she meets Jasper’s entrance. She wrapped her arms around him and they kissed.

The smooches were strong as they got lost into each other. You smoothly leave out of the room as they had no plans on letting up from each other. Your guess was right as you look back to see the door closed.

You sober up your chuckle as you enter the front of the home, finding Edward there, as if he was waiting for you to enter.

“Are you alright?” he asks to you.

“I can tough it out.” you say, trying your best to stay light.

He touches your arm as he walks past. You look as he walks to the piano that was now in this home. It was more grand than the last one.

Sitting on the bench, he scoots over so you can sit. He takes one hand and lets his fingers touch on certain keys, making an easy but complex sound with the flick of his wrist.

You watch him and his fingers as he takes one of your hands and lift it to the keys. You retract. He looks to you.

“I definitely don’t know how to play.” you say sheepishly.

He smiles a bit, “Just press these two keys like this.”

He picks you hand back up and place two fingers on different keys and press them down creating the desired rhythm. You continue to press down on the heavy keys without the help of his hand. The sound of the notes you played was heard in your own ears with Edward’s note that he’s already playing. He joins his second hand and soon, you’re playing the piano together.

The song he wanted to play was over. You press your finger on a different key to get a different sound, experimenting, he makes a note to go with that. You smile but look up at him. The look that he gave you was very intense that it almost scared you. It was enough to make your stomach flip and you immediately felt shame.

You put your eyes back to the keys that were in front of you and swallow with a sense of seriousness. Your musical movements slow to a stop.

“What are you thinking?” he asked you.

You take a moment to answer as he patiently waited.

“Is it bad..That I want to say screw it and do my own thing? Believing that it won’t come true if I just see for myself?” you throw out. He racks his own brain for the right answers as he says, “It’s frustrating, I know. The danger in this situation is just temporary.”

“I’m dreading the phone call.” you say with uneasy feelings. Edward nods in understanding as he looks at the keys.

“Don’t stress too much. You forget that I know what happens. Things will be okay.” he says as he looks back up to you.

You tear your eyes away from his and you hear a chuckle.

“You were suckered into making designs with Alice?” he asks.

You roll your eyes at his teasing, “It feels like a different ball game.” you tell him. Out of your peripheral vision, you catch his grin.

“I played the piano. How about you draw something.” you say as you rise up and walk to your sketchbook. Since, comfort zones were not occupied.

“Draw what?” he asks.

“Whatever.” you say with a shrug as you flip open the book to an empty page.

He sucks in an unnecessary breath as he slips the pencil out of your fingers. You follow him to the couch that had the coffee table in front of it. He leans a bit to place the book on the table. You watch his speedy hand create a stick figure. You give him a look that makes him laugh.

“Seriously?”

“You said whatever.” he says in rebuttal with a smirk. You don’t say anything as he was right. You lean back on the couch and look at the huge television showing a black screen.

“Want to watch something?” he asks as he sees what you’re looking at. You nod and he hands you the slim remote. You flick on the television and the first thing that comes on is the Animal Channel. This makes you crack a smile as a thought came into your head.

“What?” Edward asks as he fidgets with the pencil in his fingertips.

“Nothing just…Thought it was funny how this is like the vampire version of a fast food commercial.” you say as you watch the screen and a quiet chuckle is heard from him.

“You can watch it. I have my favorite.” he says. You watch the television as you ask, “Different animal blood taste different?”

“Yes.”

“What’s..What’s your favorite?” You ask carefully as the story follows the herd of zebras running from danger. Very few were unsuccessful as it’s captured in slow motion with somber music.

“Big cats. Mountain lions preferably.” he answers. You nod as you continue watching the screen.

Some time passes and he asks, “Why art?”

“It’s my first love.” you answer simply. You couldn’t imagine life without it.

“If you couldn’t do it anymore, what would you do?” he asks.

“I wouldn’t do anything. I wouldn’t exist.” you say. You look at him and then down and your stomach drops at the sight. You froze as he watched you. You reach your body close to him to pick up your book. You slam it closed and put it next to you. You close your eyes as you focused on breathing steady.

“What? Was it that bad?” Edward says with humor. You look at him with a thoughtful look and you pick your book back up and flip back to the page of what he drew.

He drew the whole time you were talking to him while you weren’t paying attention. You had no idea. He drew you watching television with a peaceful expression. There was a touch of innocence almost in the sketch. It was effortless as if he did this time and time again. His art style was a simple sketch but with more practice, it was easily photorealistic. He made you look…Beautiful.

“I thought you didn’t know how to draw.” you say quietly as your heart thumps loudly in your ears.

“I really didn’t. I haven’t put much of an effort for it before.” he says.

“Yeah right, it’s as if you lied to me.” you say.

“So, I have your approval?” he asks and you give him a look.

“It’s..Alright.” you say. Edward smiled to himself as he watched you still look at it. You take in a breath and let it close as you didn’t know how to feel.

“Do you want to keep it?” you quietly ask as it rests in your lap.

“I will keep it.” he answered back, subtly enthused.

You tear it out slowly and carefully holding it. As stimulating the artwork was, you couldn’t keep it. It felt too intimate.

You couldn’t sleep that night. You tried calling Paul, but no answer.

You text him.

“I hope you’re safe. I miss you.”

You stare at it a bit before turning your phone off. You turn over and listened to the quiet hum of the AC in the hotel room.

A pair of intense eyes in your head followed you into slumber. You dreamed of a male cool finger that traces your cheek, to the side of your neck, and you felt the cold air of his breath on your skin.

You woke up and immediately check your phone to see Paul sending you a text two hours before you woke up.

“I’m safe. I miss you too. You don’t know how much I’m looking forward to seeing you tomorrow.”

You sigh and put your head down in the pillow.

You put your scarf on snug and walk outside, Edward holds the car door open.

“I can’t do it.” you say shaking your head, staring at the road ahead.

“Did you talk to him?” he asks.

“He texted me this morning. It will crush him.” you say quietly as you looked out of the window.

“Worse will crush him.” he says with one hand on the wheel, shaking his head a bit at the thought of the worse outcome.

You keep your hands in your lap. You thought super hard for solutions as Edward kept on driving. You kept your eyes out of the window.

You didn’t expect hugs to come when Carlisle answered the door. He looked to you and then to his son in great surprise, speaking next to a smiling Esme, “What a wonderful surprise.”

Alice and Jasper come in behind you two, Carlisle pleased to see them as well.

“Let me guess..This was Alice’s idea.” he asks in a knowing tone.

“Was it that obvious?” she asks.

“Yes. You managed to bring Y/N here.” he says chuckling.

“Emmett and Rosalie will be here in a moment. They’re out hunting.” Esme says on behalf of their absence.

Talks of how you’ve been have been brought up. Edward help boast about what you’ve done here so far once the opportunity came. Carlisle got a kick out of learning from Alice that you even sketched designs with her.

Just then, Emmett and Rosalie enter, their eyes surprised at the company.

Alice poses a little, “Surprise!”

Emmett was happy to see everyone, Rosalie was iffy. She still says a polite hello to you. Emmett even surprised you with a hug.

After hearing how the rest of the Cullen family was enjoying New York so far, you asked for the bathroom.

You didn’t have to use it. You needed to think. You sat on the toilet with the lid down as you rest your arms on your knees.

After you got yourself together, you come back into the room with everyone looking at you. Rosalie was clenching her jaw as if she was shut down about something.

“Is something on me?” you ask self cautiously as you look down at your clothes.

Chuckles comes out from different mouths as Esme reassures you with a smile and says, “No, dear.”

“We were just having a friendly discussion.” Rosalie says and you detect the sarcasm. You decide to play her game.

“Rosalie.” Edward says firmly.

“Oh. About what?” you ask her with a straight face. She takes a look at you as the room fell silent.

“I’m afraid, we don’t have time for pets.” Rosalie says and you narrow your eyes and before you could take a step forward, Edward is already in front of you in a flash.

He gave Rosalie one look and she backed off. You watched as she fixed her hardened face and watch as she took her eyes away from his, looking down and Emmett rubs her shoulder, “Babe just apologize.”

“Sorry.” Rosalie says almost too quietly but, luckily you were able to still hear it.

“Come on, this is a happy moment.” Emmett says to liven up the room.

Edward turns around and looks down at you.

Following you as you walked off to the side, he asked a tense, “Are you alright?”

Your back is leaned against the wall as your arms are crossed.

Smiling a bit to not let anyone see you sweat, “Why wouldn’t I be?”

This eases him as he brings his own small smile.

“Don’t worry about Rosalie. She’s like that with almost everyone.”

You shift a little, “It’s alright…And no, I’m not saying that just to cover something up.” you say as you take a look at his face. He brings on a look of amusement. You look at his shirt covered chest.

“Can I show you something?” he asks.

“Depends. Is it bad?” you ask as you look back up.

“No. Not at all.” he says as he steps out of the secluded home. You follow him out. Before you could blink, he takes your arm and puts his around him so you’re on his back. You’re hearing nothing but whizzing sounds. You don’t notice your eyes were squeezed shut until you hear in a steady voice, “Open your eyes, it’s okay.”

You slowly open your eyes to see nothing but red, orange and yellow surrounding you. The leaves moved fast past you and you clutched onto Edward as he maneuvered through the trees with inhumane speed. You let your body relax as you noticed that you’ve never seen a view like the one you’re seeing now. It felt like you were floating with him as he ran with speed as your eyes take in the sight.

His movements slow as he makes his way to the top of a waterfall. The water falling is heard in your ears as you slide off of his back. He takes your wrist gently, guiding you to a spot that’s desirable.

“What do you think?” he asks.

“I have….No words.” you say as you continue to look around.

You both look down at the waterfall, you tilt your head a little as you observe it. During your observance, Edward got a peak of what you were thinking. It wasn’t words of course, but colorful ideas. He was very much interested as he focused on that more than the nature sight in front of him.

“Wow. Beautiful.” you breathe as you look to comment to him about the sight.

“Indeed.” he quietly comments back to you.

You sigh out a bit and take some steps. You shrug a little as you watch the sight, “I guess, I gotta get to work on something. If I’m staying here, might as well make the most of it.”

“So, this means you’re taking up Larry’s offer?”

“Yeah,” you say, “I might as well.”

“You wanted to anyway.” he says as if he’s known you since forever.

“I wanted to go home.” you say. He gives you look that makes you then say, “What?”

“You wouldn’t have been that upset if you didn’t want to.” he says.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” you say calmly say.

“So, tell me. Why did your mood change? Why were you crying?”

“Edward, please.” you say with your eyes closed.

“Y/N, I’m just trying to understand why you won’t just be selfish for once. This is your dream, not anyone else’s.” he says.

“Yes. It is my dream. So, you can’t tell me what to do with it. If it weren’t for your kind, my boyfriend would still be a normal boy. He would be here with me right now!” you say with frustration.

“It was bound to happen if it was in his bloodline. Just like he can’t help who he is, some of us can’t either. Like me. I didn’t ask for Carlisle to bite me.” he says stepping forward. You look down as you remember his story.

“After all of this is over, will me and your family, including yourself, go our separate ways?” you ask as you look at the leaves that hung from the branches. A leaf that you’re watching slowly falls and you hear Edward say, “I don’t know. I hope not.”

“Why?” you question genuinely.

“It’s just how I feel.” he says.

You look to him.

“Edward, I just want to let you know, it will be Paul everytime.” you say.

“I just want to let you know, it should be you everytime.” he says.

You stuffed your hands in your pockets. He walks further up and you follow him to not get lost.

A large rock is near, he lifts you and sits you on it before you could process his movements. He leans his body beside very close to your legs. You both can still clearly see the waterfall.

“I do feel like…I am your pet.” you say.

“Y/N.” he says in a voice that makes you jump just a little, with you looking at him, he didn’t like the accusation at all.

“Look at it from the outside looking in.” you say.

“You’re not.” he says firmly holding your eyes in his for a moment before he takes his eyes away, “You’re more than that. I don’t want to hear you say that again.”

“How did Bella take the breakup?” you ask.

He shakes his head a little with a slight grimace, “It wasn’t a breakup.”

“Edward, do you really expect me to believe that? I saw how she would look at you.” you say.

“I dazzle people. I can even make you look at me like that if I wanted to but, I won’t.” he says.

“That’s kind of messed up to do that to her. She seemed to be in love with you.” you say.

“She’s stubborn. I told her to stay away. She was intrigued but, in her defense she couldn’t help it. Me leaving is the best thing to happen to her. Whenever you see her again, you will find that I’m telling the truth.” he says.

You don’t say anything as you dangle your legs as you look ahead.

“You can’t make me look at you like that. I’m tied to Paul for life.” you say in disagreement of his accusation.

Edward chuckles, “Don’t get too confident Y/N.”

You look at him and he displays a look that shows his own confidence in his abilities.

“I dazzle you.” you point out with disagreement and look away with a smirk.

“Do you?” he asks and he’s right in your eyesight. The amber eyes burn into your eyes as you nod with confidence. You peer at him with a smug look. His liquid gold eyes swam in your eyes as you were focused on not being swayed. You wanted to take a good look at him. His eyes really being the color of an amber gem was so strange but with the autumn background, it looked as if it was an avant-garde idea. The slow shimmer of his skin was on display as he slowly blinked.

“Nice try.” you say as close your eyes a bit with a light chuckle.

“I didn’t do anything.” he says to you quietly with a slight smirk, taking long and good look at you. You slide forward to get off but two hands hold you up to set you down gracefully on your feet.

“I could’ve done it myself.” you say as you walk along the earthy path.

“I meant to compliment you.” he says after some time. You look at him so he can continue.

“You’re quite observant for a human. You have the ability to see the beauty in the unordinary. Don’t lose this ability.” he says.

As you thought about what he said, he took his moment to grab your hand and make your body go right back onto his back. He flings himself through the trees and starts to run back to the home where his family was.

He slows to a stop and you slide off of his back. You didn’t want to go straight inside so you stalled outside. You walked a bit to his car. As you stared at the sleek design, you say out loud in a calm voice, “Everything’s too perfect.” He nods to you as you were correct. The same thought ran through his mind once before.

“Do you want to drive it?” he then asks as you looked ahead at the hood of his car. It shined even though it was a cloudy day. It looked as if it were never touched.

“No way.” you say shaking your head at it. Edward chuckles as you gawk a bit at the thought of driving the vehicle.

He reached into his own pocket and opened the car door.

“At least around the house.” he says in persuasion.

You suck in a breath as he tossed the keys and you caught them.

You placed your hands on the steering wheel as the engine purred smoothly.

“It rides so smooth for a vintage car. What year is it?” you ask as you cruised.

“1954 Corvette.”

“Nice.” you say as you peered out of the windshield of the convertible.

Edward groans a bit as the wind made the gate start to swing to a close. “I got it.” you say as you hop out of the car and push it a bit to make it open wider.

You turn around and Edward is in the driver seat. You frown a bit as you then slid onto the hood of his car. He finds this funny. You do not.

“I thought I was driving?” You ask narrowing your eyes a bit and you see a flash of white coming from his mouth.

You noticed that the car was moving gently as he then raised one hand on the edge of the windshield. You slap his hand in a chastised way and he chortled out as you then grip onto his hand, still cautious of sliding off. But, you were balanced as he worked the wheel and braked back in the parking space in front of the home. He’s then out of the car in a flash, right beside you and takes the same hand to lift you up. A surprised gasp comes out of your mouth as your stomach was on his shoulder. You lift your upper body a bit and put your arms around his neck to hold on and he held his hands on your back.

You were now sliding down and his face was close, so you leaned your head back, his lips barely missed your throat as you felt them brush against your skin. You felt it was accidental but you weren’t too sure. You’re placed on ground onto your feet with grace.

Looking up at him, “You think you’re so cool.”

The statement only fed his confidence, displaying his own smug demeanor.

You take your one arm off from around him and walk to the fountain that had a perfectly posed statue that was wet from the water pouring from out of it. Sitting on the granite, you hear the soft sounds of the water pouring.

It was an interesting feeling that you were feeling. It was almost serenity but you were too sure. The property seemed to fit the family so well. Spacious, also isolated as you could only see the groomed acres of field and orange and yellow leaves that were hung and scattered on the grass around the trees. The home had a cottage touch to it. It was someone’s dream home that looked straight out of a brochure.

“Do you have other vintage cars like that?” you ask him as he skipped a small pebble into the fountain water. You watch it make a small splash.

“Yes. I collect some.” he answers.

“Is that another one of your hobbies?” you ask him and watch him break a small crooked grin and nod.

You felt a buzz in your pocket as you rose to a stand. Alice sends you a photo. A soft groan emits from you as you look at your phone, a picture of Edward lifting you from the car.

“You look like you’re about to body slam me.” you say as you playfully frown.

“It does not.” he says with an amused look and touched his hand on a small spot on your back.

You heard Alice before you could step into the home.

“You didn’t take pictures of what you saw up there.” she says.

“It’s nice to see you too.” you say and soft chuckles are heard.

You look over to see Jasper and Emmett in a chess match. Now knowing Jasper’s power, you wondered if he could affect his opponents while playing. You wondered if there was a rule in place within the family from using powers during games.

When you turned to look elsewhere, you didn’t notice that Alice had you in a hug until she unwrapped her arms.

She then stands back and takes your hands, “Are you hungry?” she asks.

She leads you into the kitchen without waiting to hear your answer. You weren’t too sure though. You took in the scenery of Esme standing at the large kitchen island, putting what seems to be fresh vegetables into the clear bowl of salad. Rosalie was pouring a bowl of pasta sauce into a pot on the stove.

“She hasn’t eaten anything today.” Edward says. You shoot him a dirty look. This doesn’t affect him as he peered down at you.

“At all? That’s not good. It’s almost after the afternoon!” Esme says with concern but in a motherly tone.

“I just forgot.” you sheepishly admit.

Rosalie to your surprise raised an eyebrow as she bubbled out a small chuckle.

“A human who forgets to eat.” Edward jokes. With your arms folded you take steps towards him, “I’ve been stressed. How could I remember?” you hiss at him.

You felt Alice’s fingers place on your shoulders as she massages a bit, “That’s why you’re snappy. Eat and your levels will come down.” she says.

You walk a bit over to Rosalie to peer into the pot.

“It’s pasta. How could one mess it up?” she says to you with a look.

“We shall see.” you say with a shrug.

“It’s fresh sauce. I helped crush the tomatoes.” Alice chirps.

You watch Esme put salad onto a plate and hand it toward you with a warm smile. It was salad. You were grateful that it was easy to make. You didn’t have to pretend it was good.

One by one, they filed out of the room as Edward took a seat next to you. He had handed you a small block of cheese and a handheld cheese grater. As you made the cheese fall over the pasta sauce that on the pasta on your plate, he tells you, “They are hunting.”

“You’re not going with them?” you ask as you twirl your fork.

He shakes his head a little, “I fed earlier. I will go later on tonight.”

“I really didn’t like how you put me on the spot like that.” you say after you swallow.

He says with a crooked grin, “You have to take care of yourself.”

“Easy for you to say.” you say as you look down at your plate.

“You know, I can’t play chess with any of my family members.” he says to you.

“Oh, yeah.” you say in realization, “I can only imagine the times your opponent quit.”

Edward actually chuckles at some of the memories of his siblings giving up. He could only read their next move.

“Think about Alice.” he says.

“That must suck.” you say to him chuckling as well and he joins in.

“Should we play? You’re the only one who I can’t read your next move.” he offers to you and perks up with hope.

You froze a bit, you then shake your head as you scooped the last bit of pasta on your plate.

“You don’t know how to play?” he asks.

“I…I can play. I just…Can’t play with you.” you say.

“I don’t understand.” he says with knitted eyebrows. You rise up and place your dishes into the sink.

He follows you into the living room. The game pieces are back to their original spots. The chess pieces were made of glass instead of the wood you were used to.

“That’s me and Paul’s thing. It’s…One of the first games we played when we met.” you say as you remember the moments he laughed at his victories. You could remember as if it were yesterday.

“Did you beat him a lot?” he asks.

“Pfft. As if. I haven’t won a single game against him.” you say.

“Try me out.” he says. You look at him as he sits in one of the swivel chairs at the small corner table that had the game ready to be played.

“Edward…” you say and shake your head.

You sit on the plush couch. You noticed he hasn’t moved. You hear a soft clink on the glass game. You turn around with your knees on the couch and see that he’s playing it by himself.

“You’re really playing by yourself.” you point out to him.

“It’s what I do anyway.” he says with a small shrug. He reached over the other team and makes a move based on his recent move.

You sighed as you turn back around. It looked depressing.

You flop in the chair and he slides the pieces back into the correct places.

You lean forward as he goes first. You decide to just copy what he does. If he lived longer, he definitely had time to perfect this game.

You bounce your leg a bit as you noticed him taking your pieces but, you were satisfied with his shocked look when you took his queen. You couldn’t help your smirk.

You kept asking yourself, “What would Paul do?”

Your own question was answered when space was open for you to make one move and you jump out of your seat with excitement, “Check mate.”

He looks at the board with a soft grin, happy to have place a real game in what he felt like was in ages.

“I let you win.” he says and you say, “Nice try, you did not.” You do a small shimmy around him, you couldn’t believe it.

You walk over to the couch and sit down with a smile.

He sits down next to you and you turn to him, “I can’t believe I whooped a vampire.”

He placed a hand on your face in an immature way that made him laugh a bit at your squeal from the coldness. Your hands is on his wrist as you pull it away.

“When is your birthday?” he asks as he sits back.

“In a couple of weeks. Why?” you ask.

“It’s a great thing to know.” he says.

You tell him the date, which makes you ask, “Do you and your family celebrate your birthday every year?”

He lifts one shoulder a bit, “The last of our family to have a real birthday was Emmett’s. In 1935.”

“Jesus.” you whisper out.

“When is your birthday?” you then ask with your head on the back of the couch. He seemed hesitant as he silently moved his lips a bit before answering.

“So, it passed. Why didn’t you celebrate?”

“Celebrate. I can’t exactly eat cake.” he says showing his smile.

“Hm..You could place candles on your mountain lion.” you say to him and you both share a laugh. You didn’t realize how the sky was darkening until the rest of the Cullen family had entered.

“I should take you back.” he says to you. You nod as you rise up.

Esme and Carslile hug you at the same time from each side.

“It was so nice to see you.” Esme rings out.

“It’s nice to see you doing well.” Carslile says. They step out and peer at you. They looked like proud parents.

Emmett gives you a bear hug, swaying you, which makes you laugh.

“Be careful with her.” Edward says.

As you land on your feet, Emmett pays him no mind as you laugh at his annoyed face.

You were shocked that Rosalie stepped forward.

“Your pasta was good. Thank you. Thank you Esme. I enjoyed everything.” you say. Rosalie gives you a quick but genuine hug and steps out and flicks her blond hair as she goes back to Emmett’s side.

“Great. I can finish your outfit for tomorrow.” Alice says as you are now outside about to enter Edward’s car. He held the door open.

“What’s tomorrow?” you ask.

“You meet with Larry at his office. Trust me, this outfit will make you look simply professional.”

“I want to be comfortable. I want to be able to breathe too.” you say.

“I know.” she says and gives you a hug. Jasper waves goodbye before departing with Alice.

After a shower, you had to face reality. You paced a bit before turning on your laptop. You decide to check your email to stall time. Larry emails you saying he will be by his office at a certain time if you wanted to drop off your signed contract.

You grab the sheet and grab a nearby pin. You scribble your name and push it to side.

You sigh and push the call button. The soft sound of the trill of the call is heard.

Paul comes into view.

“Hey.” you say with a small smile.

“Hey.” he says tiredly. He looked rough.

You frown a bit, “Is everything alright? You look like you haven’t slept in years.”

“No. I need you in my bed.” he says with a deep sigh.

You peer at him through the screen and he comments, “At least you look good. You look happy.”

“I do?” you ask and he nods.

“How’s patrol going? You only get like that if threats are running rampant.” you say to him.

He looks to the side, “It’s…Honestly kicking all of our asses. Jacob might even phase sooner than we thought. We even have a new pack member.”

“Really? Who?” you ask.

“Embry. His best friend. This shit turned into a soap opera. Apparently nobody knows who’s this kid’s father is so now the elders are trying to narrow it all down to who it is.”

“Wow. I missed all of the scoop.” you say.

He chuckles a bit, “You definitely did. Don’t worry when you come home, you’ll get all of the details.”

You nod and he noticed you get quiet.

“What’s wrong with you?” he asks.

“Nothing.”

“I hate it when you lie.” he says.

You look at the camera, “Nothing is wrong. You don’t think I should wait until the threat is gone?”

He looks down for a bit, “I mean..The leech we’re chasing isn’t going to touch you. We chase her down to the Canadian border when she does come. It’s like she’s taunting us and she gets away every time.”

“Everytime?” you ask to be sure.

“Everytime.” he says staring back at you. He takes a look at you before asking, “What did you do today?”

“I went to Ithaca.” you admit.

“Where’s that?”

You tell him how it’s only a couple of hours from where you currently are.

“What made you go there? What did you even do?”

“I was bored. I had no duties today. I seen this beautiful waterfall. I should’ve taken pictures.” you say a little bummed.

You quickly say something before he asked more questions, “I have something to tell you.”

“What is it?” he asks.

You immediately get nervous and you swallow as you slowly slide the paper on the desk to you. He waits until you are able to look back at him.

“I…I signed it.”

“Signed what?” he asks.

“I took the offer.” you say quietly.

“What?” he asked so you can say it louder.

You clear your throat. “I took..The offer.” you say this time with clarity but you upped your volume.

He lets out a breath as he didn’t say anything.

“I know, that this is…”

“This is fucked up.” he says.

“Paul-”

“No!” he firmly says.

You place your head in your hands before lifting back up.

“This is what I’ve been working for. This is for us. I’m going to do nothing share the fruits of my labor with you.” you say.

“Bullshit.” he says shaking his head.

“It’s not!” you say and you scoff, “There’s nothing like that in Washington.”

“What did you tell me when we first met? It was one of the first things you told me.” he says with bass.

“I told you that this was my dream.” you tell him.

“No. You told me you had everything you needed here. Correct?” he says. The correct memory of you telling him that, hit you with a pang. You nod.

“So what the fuck changed?” he asks.

“That was before I knew what was here. I’m…I’m being selfish.”

“Really fucking selfish. I haven’t gotten any sleep since you’ve been here. You coming back home was the main thing that was keeping me going.” he says and ends it with a bang as you knew it was from his hand hitting on the table from where his device was sitting on.

“It’s been like that for me too. I’ve been stressed out. I love this.” you breathed out.

His gaze is piercing you through the screen as he’s studying you. The silence was deafening in your ears as you fidget with the pen.

“It feels like I’ve lost you.” he says as he shakes his head in a slow disapproval.

“That’s ridiculous.” you say and you even laugh a little.

“No, something’s not right.” he says narrowing his eyes a bit.

“I can say the same for you. I mean, would you really want me home, worrying about you chasing a vampire that keeps getting away while I sit at home and can’t do anything? Here, I can at least keep my mind occupied. I really need this.” you say and whisper out the last part.

“Did you sleep with him?”

“Gross, Paul. No.” you say as you roll your eyes.

“Look at you. You were going to cancel even coming there and here you are fighting me to stay there. It doesn’t. Make. Sense.” he says.

“It might not make sense for you, but it makes sense for me.” you tell him.

“Y/N. Come home.” he says.

You look at him. He looks back.

“Y/N.” he says again.

“Did you read my letter?” you ask him.

He stared at you. His face was slowly turning into a scowl.

“No. I didn’t. You were supposed to come home and read it to me yourself.” he says to you.

“You can read it.”

Him suddenly standing kind of caught you off guard as he stood to pace. You can still hear him, “If you don’t come home, fuck what Sam says, I’m coming to get you.”

Your mind starts racing and your heart starts pounding as you thought of Victoria following him. If she was taunting them, it was definitely to pass her immortal time. She wasn’t going to let up after finding out a pack of wolves exist.

“Paul, I’m not dying. I’m just working.” you tell him.

He’s back in the camera and actually sitting back down. He says, “Do you love this more than me?”

“That’s not fair.” you say.

“Answer the question.”

“I’m not answering that! You know how much this means to me.” you say, feeling a tad bit fustrated.

“Do you even love me?” he asks with confusion.

“This went far.” you say to him.

“I want to know. I want to know why you didn’t say it back.” he says.

“Okay, stop. I don’t want either of us to say things we don’t mean-“

“Well I fucking meant it when I told you I love you.” he says, “I do. I love you.”

You drop your head and you close your eyes as you sucked in a breath.

“I’m in love with you Paul.” you tell him.

“But, do you love me?” he asks you.

Silence hung in the air as you try to open your mouth. You didn’t want to say it just to say it. You felt it was a very strong word. It wasn’t a word that was meant to be thrown around.

You looked up and Paul’s crushed face was something you will never forget. It actually made you weak and hot tears began to sting your eyes. All you could think of doing was risking the consequences, but the possibility of becoming his mortal enemy was definitely worse.

“I’ll talk to you later.” he says without energy.

You place your hands in your face to cover up your eyes, you then hear the hang up button being pushed.

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