Strange things happen when I am supposed to be asleep but in reality am listening to music and reading. This is the result of one such night. I know some of this song will not match up very well but what the hey, who cares?
I do not own Twilight or the song 'the best day' by Taylor swift.
Looking back at my life from where I am now, I can truly appreciate all the things Quil helped me through and was there for.
When I was five Quil took me to a pumpkin patch to get one for Halloween, I had a truly huge coat on. Quil was laughing at some of the display items and I smiled at him. He chased me past all the pumpkins as I ran away from him wearing one of the ridiculous masks from the stall. We had a great time riding tractors, watching leaves fall from the trees and buying the ugliest pumpkin we could find. He carried me back to his car and I fell asleep almost as soon as he set me in the chair.
At that time I didn't know anything about werewolves; it was just hanging around with my babysitter and best friend. It was fun and games all the time with Quil.
When I was thirteen some of the kids at school started to bully me for stupid little reasons like my haircut and that I hung around with the guys on the reservation. I told Quil about it one day when he found me crying after my 'friends' started to call me names and talk behind my back. He comforted me for a while until the tears stopped and then picked up his keys and announced to Aunt Emily that we were going out. We drove for a few hours until we reached a small town a while away and he let me window-shop (something he usually hates) he joined in and started to tell me silly stories and jokes. On the ride home we were laughing and chattering about random things, it took a few days for me to feel better and find some nicer friends but Quil was there for everything.
Quil was part of the family. My dad was strong through all hardship. My older sister is great at everything and better than me in every way, but not according to Quil. My house had a huge garden and Quil and I had hours of fun running and playing about.
When I was three we made such a mess in the kitchen when Quil brought paints over and decided that using paintbrushes was just not good enough. My first finger painting experience spent days being cleared up. We had everything on video too so when finger-painting turned into a tea party. We had a princess themed party with dad being the king and Quil being the Queen. On the video Quil looks ridiculous with a pink apron on and make up with a plastic crown. He says 'he feels silly' and I respond in all my three year old logic that 'you're the prettiest lady in the whole wide world Quil'.
When I was seventeen learned about werewolves, I am ashamed to say this, but I ran. I was found later confused and alone by Quil who hugged me and said he loved me. That's when I realized I loved him back. He had always been there for me, we always had fun and laughed even during an argument I couldn't hold a straight face. He taught me how to get anything I wanted, he taught me the puppy-dog eyes and he taught me to go for what I wanted. I only had my best days when Quil was around, But it wasn't just because he was around it was because he was right beside me sharing my laughter and happiness. I loved him and everyday is a great day with him in my life.
Oh the fluff… so … much… can't…continue.
I've never done that before I hope it was ok!