Dislcaimer: I own Twilight
*Edward Cullen appears*
Me: Edward Cullen!Squee!
Edward : Please ignore this deluded girl. She does not own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does.
Me : *swoon* Wait, what?! I am not a child, and I most certainly own Twilight!
Edward Cullen: Yes, you are, and, no, you don't.
Me: How can you argue with such a beautiful face? He is right. *Jumps on a rather frigtened Edward Cullen*
Renesmee POV
"Thanks, again, Jake. I had a great time tonight," I said as we walked to my parent's cottage. I stopped and hugged him, breathing in his woodsy musk my father hated but I loved. I hesitated for a brief minute, then, feeling confident that we were out of my father's hearing, I crushed my lips to his.
Jake's breathing hitched, and he stood completely still, shocked, for a brief moment. Then he began to kiss me back.
His lips were warm, fire, against mine. He tasted like nothing else, sweet and intoxicating, like my own personal whiskey. I clung to him as our kiss grew more passionate, winding my hands in his short cropped hair. I pulled him closer, hating any space between us. We breathed raggedly, but in sync, every part of us matching for once. I never wanted to let go.
Finally, we broke away, both of us gasping for air.
Jake was the first to speak. "Wow," he said, still breathing heavy.
"Wow," I agreed. Best first kiss ever.
Once I caught my breath, I looked at Jake and said," We should so this again."
Grinning crookedly, he said," The kiss?"
I playfully slapped him on the head. "No, dummy, the date!"
"Oh," he said, feigning disappointment. "Damn." He smiled as he said it.
He began walking to the woods to phase; he had patrol tonight. Just before he reached the tree-line, I called his name. "Jake, wait!"
Running at full speed, which for me is just a little slower than a pure vampire, I easily caught up with him.
As he turned, I threw myself upon him, kissing him once more. I couldn't get enough. I didn't just kiss him, I breathed him in, like he was my oxygen.
Jake chuckled and gently peeled my off him. " although I enjoyed that, if I am late tonight, Leah will have my furry butt, so I have to go." We both laughed.
I waited as he phased in the woods, where he could strip in private. I giggled at the thought, then shook my head. When did I become such a teenage girl?
After a minute, I heard what I was waiting for: the howl. Every night, this was how we said goodbye. I howled back, though the sound was nowhere near as majestic as his.
As I walked away, knowing he could hear me, I said," Goodnight, Jake. I love you."
When I neared my parent's cottage, I was sure to clear my thoughts of the kiss : my mind-reading father would kill Jake.
My parents were siting on the small love seat, watching some boring romantic comedy. My mom looked up as I came in. "Hi, sweetie. Did you have a good time?"
I nodded enthusiastically. "It was great." I thought back to the movie we saw, how he bought me Whoppers, my favorite candy, our karaoke battle in the car. . . the kiss.
"Renesmee Carlie Cullen!" my father roared.
Crap.
AN: So this is my first ever fanfic. I hope you guys liked it! Please review and let me know what you think!