You Belong With Me

A Seth Imprint Story

AN: This is my first 'official' fanfic, and I've had it in my head for awhile so it's good to finally get it down on paper :) I was going to finish the whole story first and then upload it, but I can't decide whether to scrap the whole thing and start again. Can you please leave a review and tell me if you like it or not? Much appreciated :)

It's not that hard to tell what the theme song for this story is.

Team Seth forever

Lena xo

*****

I heard someone call my name. I turned around.

*****

Stupid science, I thought as I reluctantly looked down to the paper in front of me. Who can focus on chemical equations when she's right there, only two seats in front of me? I looked up and watched the back of her head. Brown hair, but right now the afternoon sun was on her hair and it her hair had natural golden – literally golden – tints in it. It was beautiful.

I felt an elbow hit me in the ribs.

"Seth, you've got 'the face' on again," said Colin.

"Yeah, ok," I muttered. Her hand strayed up to her hair, running her fingers through it and combing it back. The sunlight reflected…

" Dude, you're drooling," said Brady. Suddenly he laughed and whispered, "Watch this...

"OI! KAYLIE!"

I watched as she turned around and smiled. She looked so beautiful when she smiled. Not that she didn't look beautiful all the time, but it meant she was happy.

I've sacrificed a lot to make sure she was happy.

Brady wolf-whistled (no pun intended) and Colin waved. I rolled my eyes apologetically and she laughed, then turned back to face the front. The sun's rays hit her hair just right again, showing off the blonde.

"Damnit," muttered Colin. "Seth, listen to me. You can't go on like this."

I looked up. "Yes. I can."

"No, you can't. This imprinting stuff is powerful shit, and it's hurting you Seth. You don't let on about it but…" he lowered his voice. "I know better, we all know better. We see it every time you phase. You have to do something."

I took a deep breath in, and then exhaled.

"Not here," I finally muttered. "Not now."

"Fine," snapped Colin uncharacteristically. "But you can't keep burying this and pretending it's not here."

I didn't answer.

xXx

"Hey." Finally, it was over. School, I mean. I could talk to her again.

"Hey Seth," a bright smile, just for me. "I hate balancing equations. I mean you just sit there and throw in numbers and hope it works! Did you get it at all?"

She had big light-brown eyes, almost hazel, which looked almost strange against her copper skin. At the same time her eyes were awful though… sometimes when they looked at me, I hate to use a cliché but it was like she could see right through me, through every single lie I'd ever said.

"Yupp. Don't worry, I'll help you out tonight, I'm still comin' over, right?" Unless you've got other plans, I added mentally.

"Yeah, course we're still on," she grinned. "Eat before you come though. Not that it'll make much of a difference. Last time – and I use the quote "eat us out of house and home" – you cleared our fridge out clean. I really don't know how Emily can afford to feed you alone, let alone the rest of the pack."

To her, 'the pack' was just a nickname for our gang, it didn't have any real relevance to her, she didn't really understand what it meant…

"Buy more food next time," I muttered. I tried to stifle a yawn but it didn't work, and she laughed again. I loved being the one making her laugh, and making her smile...

"Hey babe."

And that was the end. I didn't groan, but I came close.

He was as tall as I was, perfectly built of course being the football jock of the school. Blond hair, green eyes, and the swagger of a guy who knows every girl in a three mile radius is crushing on him...

Ok so the last bit wasn't true… in all honestly, Kamal was a great guy. He was funny, athletic and he wasn't book smart, but he was a good guy. Someone I normally would've considered a friend. But in these circumstances, things were different.

Kamal didn't swagger.

But girls certainly did crush on him, even if he didn't realise it.

Including this one…

"Hi," she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek as he wrapped his arm around her waist. I smiled, ignoring what made me feel like someone had slipped a knife under my ribs.

"Are you going to the game tonight, Lee?" he leaned into her neck, taking a deep breath and tightening his arms around her.

"Oh, shoot," she muttered, giving me a guilty look as she put her arms around his neck. "I'm sorry, I know I promised but I can't go."

"That's ok," I said. "It was j—"

"No," Kaylie cut in. "I'm sorry Kamal, I can't go to the game. I'm kinda busy tonight, but I promise I'll be there for all your semi's and stuff. I mean this is only qualifying rounds, right?"

My heart had flipped and despite what was in front of me, everything felt perfect. She'd chosen me over him.

"Yeah," said Kamal. He'd stopped moving though. "Are you doing something tonight with Seth?" he spoke to her but he was looking at me.

"Yeah. Seth's helping me with my rem work. I'm sorry Kamal but you know what my Mum's like…"

"Yeah, course. Don't worry about it, baby. These are only the minor games anyway. The team'll win these rounds hands down. As long as you're there for the important stuff."

He was still watching me as he slowly placed his lips at the base of her throat, and his hands slid down over her shoulders, down her arms and onto her waist.

My hands had somehow curled into fists and were clenched together so hard you could see the veins on the back of my hands. They began to tremble as the anger rose up inside of me.

No. Not here! I wanted to scream.

She's too close to me! She could get hurt!

I used the one image that had saved me from phasing so many times – imagining Kaylie covered in the scars that Emily had. I hated using it – Sam had done so much for Emily, and she had forgiven him… but as soon as I thought of it my hands stopped shaking, my whole body relaxed and I could breathe again.

Kamal lived for another day.

Kaylie smiled as she ran her fingers through his hair and kissed him on the forehead. "Don't you dare, Kamal. I have to get home before my mother has a heart attack and you have football training."

"It's not training," he corrected, lifting his head and reaching up and taking one of her hands in his. "It's a prep from the coach. Just some light warming up and a bit of fun to ease the tension. We're hosting tonight's game so we don't have to travel or anything."

Kaylie laughed, "Well, whatever it's called you better get going. I'll see you tomorrow." At that moment they both looked at me. I couldn't see Kamal's face quite clearly then but I could see Kaylie's. The two of them were holding hands and she was smiling. High school gossip was right – they did look good together, but the most important thing was… she was happy.

And that was the real reason I lived this lie each day.

And the reason I had lived this lie for the past two years.

AN: Thanks to Indie and Miss_Alice_Swan for your help!

Also, I KNOW Forks doesn't have a football team, but this is a couple years on, and the population swelled a bit so now they do :P I needed a jock or something because it's the gender opposite of a cheerleader, so it fits :)

Kay's from the Rez though, I'll explain why she goes to Forks in later chapters

Lena xo