Chapter 1 Accidental Meeting

AN: So this is my second fanfic and I hope you like!

Paul Pov

My pack brothers had made bets that I would never imprint. Some said I would and whoever it was would have me completely whipped. Others said I would but my anger would get the best of me and I would hurt her beyond relief. The funny thing is that not one of them expected that I would imprint on an eleven year old girl and instantly feel the brotherly love. At first I was completely shocked, shocked that this little girl could be my imprint. Then I felt anger, anger at the fact that I already felt bonded to her. My anger subsided when she smiled, and I knew I would do anything, ANYTHING, to make her smile at me like that. She was so perfect, with her cute braided pigtails, to her pink shirt that said princess in girly scrawl. Her eyes had a light in them that I had never seen before. A light that expressed just how much she loved her mother. I felt jealous, jealous of the bond they had together that I was not a part of. And I knew right then and there I would do anything for her, BE anything for her.

I followed them at a safe distance so they wouldn't notice me. I stole secret glances, sometimes finding the little girls, Grace I found out by my super hearing, eyes on me. Every time she would look I would advert my eyes and smile a small smile. The guys got one thing right I was totally whipped when it came to her.

Her mother started moving the cart and Grace wasn't watching where she was going and ran into a display of cans. I shot forward and caught her before she fell. I heaved a sigh of relief seeing no scratches on her. I stood her up straight and reluctantly let go, asking frantically, "Are you alright? Does anything hurt?"

She looked up at me with her small doe brown eyes, and nodded, "Yeah." She said smiling.

I nearly crumbled seeing that smile. "Are you sure?"

She nodded laughing. She had a wonderful laugh, "Yeah, I'm sure. I'm Grace by the way." She added.

I smiled, and stuck my hand out, "I'm Paul." She shakes my hand and giggles.

"Thank you, Paul." Grace's mother said now standing behind my girl.

I looked up and smiled, "No problem. It's was my pleasure."

"Paul," I looked down at my girl, "How old are you?"

"Um, I'm 17 why?" I answered.

"No reason. Just wondering." She blushed, and I wanted to just kiss her cheek to make the blush go away. But then again she looked adorable with that blush.

"How old are you?" I asked wondering exactly how long I was stuck in this brotherly relationship.

"I'll be 11 in a week." She said smiling wide.

"Well, then, happy early birthday." I smiled widely back at her.

"Thank you." She said softly, blushing deeper.

I smiled again and touched her arm and said, "You don't have to thank me."

She giggled, her skin growing warmer. I was worried she had caught a fever when I looked at her cheeks once again and smiled.

"Well, Paul. It was nice to meet you, but Grace and I really need to go."

Grace frowned, and I couldn't agree with her more. I didn't want her to leave either. But I nodded in understanding to her mom.

Grace's frown deepened. Her expression changed. Her face practically glowing, "Hey, Mom. Do you think Paul could come to the party?" she asked hopefully.

Her mother looked skeptical, "I don't know, Grace. Don't you think it would be weird having Paul there with the group of all your little friends?"

Grace looked shocked and then looked over at me before saying to her mother, "No, I don't think it would be weird. I think it would be cool." She smiled widely at me.

I returned her smile.

Her mother hesitated obviously trying to find a way around me going, "I don't think so, Grace. No offense, Paul. But I don't know you."

I nodded, "I get it. I don't have to go if you don't want me to." I said sadly, but trying my hardest not trying to show just how sad I felt.

Grace's bottom lip was trembling. Her eyes shining with unshed tears, "Please, Mommy. Please can Paul come."

Her mom looked at her with a torn expression. She looked over at me and smiled a small smile. She sighed loudly and said, "If that's what you want, princess."

Grace's tears went away with a blink of an eye. And she was smiling like she had just won the lottery. She looked over at me and saw me smiling and ran toward me, wrapping her arms around my waist and shouted, "YAY!"

Her mother looked adoringly at her daughter. She looked up at me with a guarded expression. "Her party theme is Disney princesses. So I guess you could dress up in a prince costume. If you wanted to."

I smiled and nodded. Grace squealed and said, "Yeah you could be my prince!" She instantly blushed at her words.

I laughed saying, "I would love to be your prince, Grace."

She smiled even wider. "OH! Wait! Do you have a pen?" She asked.

I gave her my pen to mark things off my grocery list. She grabbed my hand and wrote on the back of it. It tickled slightly. All too soon she dropped my hand. I looked at what she had written in her 11 year old girl scrawl. "It's my address and home phone number." She said.

I grabbed her hand and pen. I wrote on it. "That's my phone number if you should ever need it."

She smiled even wider (if that's even possible) and blushed a deeper shade of red. "Thank you again, Paul."

"No problem."

A couple more words were exchanged and my little princess left with her mother. Taking my heart with her. I finished my shopping and quickly headed over to Sam's. I couldn't wait to see all the guys' faces when I told them I had imprinted.

I knew right then I would go to that party and dress up to make it the best birthday she has ever had.

AN: So there it is. My chapters will mostly be fixed on the growth of Grace's and Paul's growing relationship. Anyway. What did you think? Tell me in a review! :D