Okay, I'm supposed to be working on my other story as I haven't even finished my first chapter, but it's SO HARD! So enjoy my mini story while I sort myself out =]
Disclaimer – DO I BLOODY LOOK LIKE STEPHANIE MEYER?
Music – Elvis Ain't Dead – By Scouting For Girls
"Bella," Jake mumbled as he slept.
He had crashed out on my sofa. I love watching Jake sleep. He looks like a child again, innocence and all. He's been doing extra shifts seeing as there is a vampire trying to kill me. Also, did I mention Jake is a werewolf? He's been missing out on his sleep.
Jake opened one eye. "Hey, Bells… SHIT! How long have I been asleep?"
"A while."
"Sorry Bells, I'll make it up to you! We hardly spend enough time together as it is."
"It's fine. Honestly Jake! You need sleep!" I smiled at him.
"You worry too much about me!" Jake smiled, and then embraced me in one of his bear hugs.
"Can't – Breathe –!" I gasped for air.
"Sorry Bells!" He released me. "Come on; let's get back to my house."
"Okay" Jake gave me his signature smile, before piggy-backing me all the way to his house.
"Jake, Jake, put me down!" I laughed as he threw me onto his sofa.
He started raiding the fridge, when suddenly; there was a knock at the door, and Paul burst in.
"She's back!" I stopped breathing. (A/N this is the vampire if no one knows what the hell I'm talking about!)
Lol! Twilighters, you know who it is! This is sort of my intro, might launch into a story, may not . . . =P