The roar of my truck slowly dies down as I pull up in front of my best friend's home; Jacob Black. I'm not two steps away from my truck before I hear a loud, familiar voice call "Bella!" and I'm soon enveloped in a vice-like grip by two strong, big, hot arms. I reach up to drape my own arms around his neck and breathe in his scent. My eyes softly flutter closed; this is my heaven. He laughs joyfully and pulls away, though still keeping his arms around me. "What are you doing here?" he asks me. I feign hurt and say "Is it so wrong of me just to come to see my friend?" I cross my arms and pout at him. He brings me closer once again and, after smelling my hair, says "You know I didn't mean it that way, Bella." I turn my head the opposite direction, pretending to give him the 'cold shoulder', when really trying not to let him see the humor that is shining deep in my eyes.
"Awww! Come on, Bella! You know I was only joking! What can I do to make it up to you?" he pleads with me. I turn my head to face him, careful to keep my eyes on the ground, and shrug sadly at him. He sighs and mutters "Here, this might make you feel better" before putting his warm, soft lips on top of mine, moving rhythmically with them while his fingers intertwine with my own. I've changed my mind, this was my heaven. I sigh softly and pull away from him. "You're right, Jake, that did make me feel better." I say to him, smiling gently. He chuckles and lets go of my hands but one, dragging me along and saying "Come on, slow poke. There's this movie I want you to watch." I roll my eyes, but follow none the less.
He is all I ever wanted, my friend, my love, my life; Jacob Black.