A/N Stephenie Meyer owns. She also pwns. :)

I love her. I love her more than anything in the world. More than my friends, more than my family, more than myself. But she doesn't seem to notice.

I wasn't going to go the bonfire with pack tonight-she was going to be there. With her fiancé. When I found out that she was to wed, I felt my world crumble and my heart literally break in two. The best would have been just to walk away and forget about her- but I can't when I love her this.

Two days ago, when I told her that I wasn't going to go she begged me to come. "It won't be the same without you" she told me in her velvety voice. And because she's my imprint, I couldn't refuse.

Now I'm sitting here alone across the fire watching her smile and laugh with her husband to be. I saw her glance my way, and gave me a sad frown. She knew too well to know I wasn't having a great time. I was her "bestest friend" and she hated to see me upset. Before I knew it, there she was, skin glowing against the flame with two bottles in her hand. When I glanced again across the fire, I noticed her fiancé was gone.

"Hey Ness, where did Greg go?" I asked.

"He wasn't really feeling up to weather the poor thing, sometimes I think he over does himself." She replied. She then began to play with her hair and push it over towards her right shoulder. As she moved her copper locks forward, I began to get a whiff of her hair. It smelled just like raspberries. Sometimes I think she was put on this earth to kill me. I could tell she could feel the awkward silence. "So Jake I noticed something was really bothering you, and knowing the cocky ass that you are and will not admit it, I decided to bring you over a cold one."

"Thanks." I replied with a smile. Sometimes she really did know me too well.

As the evening went on, myself and Nessie sat by the fire drinking and talking about…well everything. It was so easy to be myself with her, and the mistake I learned it might be too easy, especially when I wasn't exactly sober. To be honest, I never realised how much we drank until I noticed Nessie watching me with a seductive, yet goofy smile.

"You know what Jake, because you are a super awesome wolfy friend, I am going to tell a super secretive secret, but you have to promise me you won't tell Jacob Black" She said sloppily. Man we really did drink too much.

"Shoot Ness."

"Well to be honest, I always had a crush on Jacob. I mean I seriously cannot remember a time when I didn't. At first, I really only began to date Greg because I wanted to make Jake jealous. I thought Jacob liked me back. But when he started to date that Jenna chick for a bit, I realised I was wrong. So basically, I am only marrying Mr. Prepster over there because I don't know what else to do. I don't want to be alone."

I wasn't sure if I heard that correctly. I know I am not exactly in a sober condition, but did Nessie really just tell me she loved me? My heart grew about ten times bigger. How could I have not noticed! Of course Nessie likes to keep me on my toes, that's one of the reasons I love her!

"Jake?" Nessie asked. I must have been silent for a while. That's when I realised that I was a lot closer to her. I could feel her intoxicating breath on mine. Then slowly I put my lips to hers. Her lips felt so good on mine, that I went in for a deeper kiss. So there I was making out with Nessie Cullen. The thought of it was almost surreal.

Then she stopped. Why did she have to stop when it felt so good? So right! "Oh god Jake, I think we need to stop- I feel like I'm going to hurl."

So as the good imprintee that I was, I took her back to my dad's place to clean up. Not before she threw up on the front porch, that is. Well, I will deal with that later. Getting Nessie safely to bed is more important. I lifted Nessie up and quickly travelled her to the end of the hall where my room was. I gently set her down on my small bed and went to Rachel's old room to see if she had any old clothes I could give Nessie to sleep in. Unfortunately, she only left a red lace negligee. Not that it was abnormal for Rachel, her and Paul definitely had some fun behind close doors. The fact that it was in our father's house scared me more. So, I returned back to my room and found an old gym t-shirt I had from when I was 14- it still looked giant against her body but it would have to do.

After she was dressed and settled, I took some blankets from the closet and moved towards the hallway to sleep on the couch. Before I reached the door I heard "I love you Jacob Black."

"I love you too, kiddo." I replied.

Despite sleeping on the small couch, that night had to have been the best sleep of my night. My girl loved me and I loved her back. Everything was perfect.

I woke up the next morning, to find my dad in his chair watching the replays of the game from the night before. As I got up slowly as an effect of last night's drinking, I began to remember why I was sleeping in my living room. Nessie was sleeping in my room. "Doctor Carlisle picked up Nessie this morning while you were asleep. The Cullen's got worried when what's-his-face came home without his bride-to-be." My dad explained.

My bright mood from the night before continued as everything again was in its place. Today I thought I would swing over to the Cullen's place and surprise Nessie with flowers. "Be gentlemanly like" as her father had once put it.

As I walked up the dirt pathway from the forest to her house with white Gerber daises- her favourite of course, I began to feel a little smug. Nessie was now truly mine and there was nothing that Greg could do about. It was his fault for leaving his fiancée with a charming stud, like me.

I entered the doorway, no longer with the need to knock on the door - I was "family" according to Bella. At first, I heard some giggles coming from the kitchen. Knowing one of those came distinctly from my girl, I confidently walked towards the sound.

"Hey Jake! You came just in time!" Nessie exclaimed with a hug. "I have a very important question to ask you, you know."

With a huge grin on my face, I replied, "Go ahead, shortlegs."

"Jake I know this made sound very unmanly to you but this is really important to me. I would like you to be my "maid of honour" for my wedding."

I stood there dumbfounded. Was last night only a dream? But her lips on mine felt so damn real!

"Sorry I asked you so abruptly Jacob, I was going to ask you at the bonfire last night, but to be honest I seriously don't remember a thing I said. I should really hold off the liquor next time."

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DUN DUN DUN!!!!!!!!!!! I am thinking of making this into a two-shot. Not sure yet if it's going to be a happy ending or not. Depends on how many reviews I get! Good or bad I love them!