This is my first FF so please be nice :)

The first few chapters of this will most likely be relatively slow. I suck real bad at action writing so I can't promise it'll be jam packed full of action and fight scenes, but if the story calls for it, I'll give it a go. I really love the relationship between Jacob and Bella and I'll be working on that a lot :)

Suggestions and criticisms are welcomed (especially the suggestions, I'm famous for getting writers block)

The title of this story came to me whilst writing the first chapter. I had my iTunes on shuffle and the song 'Been thinking about it' by Newton Faulkner came on. A few of the lines made my ears perk up. 'If I like you, and you like me. Why the hell are we wasting out time. Are you too afraid to cross that line?' To me, it fitted quite lovely in this story. I just thought I'd tell you, not that it's very interesting but I know if I ever get stuck on my writing, listening to music helps :P

All characters aren't owned by me. Stephenie Meyer owns them, I just intend to mould them in my own way. Still totally all hers though, so no harm done

Bella POV

The piercing sound of my alarm clock shook me from yet another nightmare.

Ever since he left me every night's sleep has been consumed by horrible dreams, ending in me screaming at the top of my lungs. Forcing myself to sleep every night was like a battle with myself, knowing full well there'd be a point in the night where I would be being shaken awake by Charlie.

Him leaving hasn't just affected me. It's affected Charlie, who has to put up with me while trapped in this zombie state. It's effected my school friends, who've had to keep up the charade that I'm still a member of their group, despite the fact I've been too distant to even attempt to converse with.

I crawled out of bed and a wave of dread swept over me as I remembered it was a Saturday. Weekdays meant school which meant I could busy myself with classes and homework. Weekends meant I'd have to find ways of filling up the day myself.

I rocked onto the balls of my feet and stretched so I was fully stood up then walked across the hall and into the bathroom where I stripped down, started the water running, then stood under the cascade of warming water. I let my head fall under the spray, washing away the nightmare from this morning. After a few minutes of gathering myself together I exited the shower and got myself ready for the day ahead which would consist of pretty much nothing.

I walked downstairs with minimal injury and walked through to the kitchen where I found a note from Charlie:

No need to cook tonight, we're going to the Blacks for dinner.

Jacob asked if you would like to hang out beforehand, I think it's not a bad idea.

, Dad

I sighed. Well, dinner at the Blacks gave me something to do today but I wasn't over the moon about it. I tend to keep to myself these days, I rarely socialise outside of school. Infact, I rarely socialise inside school.

I was debating whether or not to take up Jacob's offer of seeing him before dinner. He was my best friend pretty much since birth. Our dad's have always been best friends and when I used to spend my summers here Jacob was the only person I ever hung out with. But we grew apart when I stopped coming to Forks every summer and we started to reconnect slightly when I returned but now that I'm a shell of a person because of him, I haven't spoken to Jacob in months.

The shrill ring of the phone interrupted my train of thought. I reached out an arm and lifted it from the holder.

"Hello?" I said very unenthusiastically

"Bella? Hey Bells, its Jacob" he sounded just as chirpy as I remembered him to be. He was the type of person that was near impossible to bring down.

"Hi Jacob. What can I do for you?" I walked away from the phone base and leant against the kitchen counter.

"I don't know if Charlie told you but I was wondering if you wanted to hang out today. I have nothing planned and I thought we might as well, as we're seeing each other later tonight. What do you say?" I hated how hopeful he sounded.

"Erm, I'm not sure, I have a lot of things planned for today" I lied.

"Like what? Maybe I could come there? I'll stay out of your way while you do your stuff. Then we'll hang out" he still sounded hopeful.

"Listen, Jacob, I –"

"Oh come on, we haven't hung out in forever" he reminded me of a child unable to take no as an answer.

I sighed. "Okay. But I'll come to yours" I really didn't want to be cooped up inside this house all day, even if it is with someone else.

"Great! See ya soon Bells!" and with that, he hung up.

I moaned and pushed myself off the counter and leant out to replace the phone. In a way I was thankful that Jacob had invited me, it gave me something to do today and it would give Charlie a break from constantly worrying about me. And I could keep up appearances when it comes to Jacob, make him think I want to be there and I'm a normal person.

I laughed to myself when I thought about how I don't class myself as normal.

I poured myself a bowl of cereal and hunched over it as I ate. A part of me was slightly looking forward to seeing Jacob. In some ways I wanted to release myself from this zombie state and maybe socialising for a day could be the push I need to bring myself back to the real world. But another part of me really didn't want to go today. I've been so used to moping around the house for these past months that I'm afraid being outside would harbour reminders of him. I had too many reminders at school as it is and I wasn't prepared to deal with the gaping hole in my chest today.

I rolled my eyes and stood up, placing my bowl in the sink and taking my keys from the hook. The most Jacob deserves is my effort to see him.

Like it said, it may be a little slow but I promise good things to come.

Being an 'M' rated story there will be little slices of Lemons. But not in a degrading, pornographic way. It'll be in a decent, tasteful way :)

Thank you

Of course, I'd really appreciate Reviews. I'd love to hear what you think so far. Not that there's much at the moment but still :P