Hey all, welcome to the first (maybe) chapter of Everything and More. I say maybe, just because I'm not sure if I want this to be a full chapter story or just a one shot. Only because I always want to be committed to one story that I'm working on so that it turns out well in the end... But I wanted to see if anyone reads this... And if I get good feedback, maybe I'll continue it! Maybe, maybe, maybe... :) And also, I'll probably change the title name over and over, because I can't figure out on what to call this damn thing! "I Love You", "Thank you New York", "Enchanted To Meet You". I have no clue.. Mind you, I wrote this the other night. Fixed it up a bit today... So here goes.. Enjoy. I hope. =D

Jacob

There I stood, directly in the middle of Times Square, thousands of human beings piled all on one block around me. I felt myself being gently knocked either forwards or backwards, the object of force coming from the few strangers trying to get by and on to their future destination. I, on the other hand, was pretty much frozen in my black boots; glue had suddenly hardened, sticking me to the dark gray concrete.

My name is Jacob Black. I am originally from Forks, Washington but recently moved over to the Big Apple in search of a fresh start, a new beginning you could say. I had just turned twenty three and felt as if I needed to fend for myself from now on... Dad couldn't agree anymore than he did when I announced my plan.

Things back home weren't as I expected them to be... Well I learned after high school that life couldn't just be handed to you on a plate. Your future for that matter, couldn't be given to you; work had to be put in to achieve that goal. Obviously.

All my friends and enemies; sorta speak, were having the time of their lives right before my eyes. Some finding colleges to apply to, getting accepted to that college, stumbling into their soulmate and getting married the next year... And even my best friend... Whom I have loved deeply all my life, all since we made those stupid, useless mud pies in my front yard... Once she finally moved to Forks, everything kinda changed. For the good. She's now twenty five, engaged and expecting her first child. I was happy for her, truly I was, but she had been my first love.. Everything crumbled when I was the first to know about the bun in her oven. With that rich kid, Edward Cullen. I still hated him.

I never meant to hurt Bella that night. That year I was being way too hard on myself... Tying to be the best perfectionist I could be, for my Dad and for myself. School was tough, work was overbearing, life itself.. was almost lonely. It was easily eating me alive and my mind and body couldn't take it any longer.

It was my 21st birthday and I had invited most of my buddies (and Bella of course) down to Seattle for a night on the town. Ending with a round of drinks at a local bar. Sounds like a good time right? Well, Bella was still dating that over-hairsprayed guy then so she was bit hesitant of the idea of coming out with me. But I eventually coaxed her into it.

It was almost midnight when Bella came up to me and said that she would be leaving, though I didn't notice that I had more drinks than I wanted, turning out that I was a bit out... there. My aggressive self took control when she said that and I begged- no I demanded her not to leave. 'Stay with me forever' I think those were the correct words. The fear and innocence in her eyes were still fresh in my mind as of today.. Embry came up from behind us, wondering what was going on. Though instead of me pushing him off gently, I actually shoved him to the ground. Which had the whole bar look at us.

"Jacob, calm down." Quil, ran over and helped up Embry who was rubbing his chest where I hit him.

"Jake, please.." Bella hushed.

I only remember seeing the bruises I'd caused on Bella's wrists when Edward brought her over to my house for an apology. That dick. After that, he pretty much banned her from seeing me ever again... I never wanted that much to drink, it was my birthday for crying out loud! Plus, when I'm angry, I'm angry. It's hard to control something that was never meant to be me. From then on, I've never spoken to Edward. Bella has snuck out a few times to come see me, which I appreciated, because I had grown to miss her.

Days, months, years passed and I out grew everything that happened back then. Thats when I began having visions. Vivid scenes of myself and this...woman. Living life, having fun and the most enjoyable company with each other. I had never seen her in my life, but I secretly felt this urge, this pull towards trying to find her. All in order to get myself together as a man. As a person.

So that's the reason why I'm here. Packed my bags, got on a plane, and went to search for my dream girl. Fun story huh?

As I continued to be in the way of people, I squinted my eyes a little in the smog filled air, trying to see a bit further in front of me. Yeah, I'm easily over six feet but New York is tightly packed. Especially in the late spring.. Apparently anyway. How would I know anything about big cities? This is all foreign to me. Que paso? Ha.

My eyes focused more and more until I noticed someone leaning against the railing. It was her.

Sweet baby Jesus.

I may sound crazy, which I probably am, but this... It couldn't be real. Thank you, New York.

I knew I picked the right city heh.

Her caramel toned skin was glowing with beauty from beneath the light violet T-shirt that she wore. Black leggings covered her muscle toned legs that seemed to go on for miles, they were so long. Her hair, almost looking jet black; though tinting a light brown in the smallest of sunlight. It was curled wavy, going all the way down to the mid of her back. A gray slouchy style beanie was atop her head. I tried to pick my jaw up from the ground but it was useless. Only because she picked her head up from her cell phone and looked right in my direction. I gaped at her expression.

Piercing brown pupils bored into mine, or so I thought. It was still beautiful. Her mouth slightly pursed as she studied her surroundings before turning to look in front of her.

I started to inch my way through the crowd, demanding to get to know this goddess. But just as I got through the mob and out in the open, she quickly snapped her attention back to me, noticing my sudden presence. I smiled warily at her, hands immediately going into my worn out jean pockets. A century and a half later, she smiled back at me. My breathing hitched up the gage and I figured that she could see my chest rise and fall rapidly. Idiot nerves.

Soon out of no where, a guy in all black comes racing towards her and snatches her phone from her grasp.

"Hey!" She screams. And I was off.

It was hard to keep my eyes on the bastard but I tried my best not to knock over too many bystanders. 'Sorry' and 'Excuse me' flew out of my already open mouth as I continued rushing down the sidewalk. His stumpy figure darted in and out of my view, making wide turns around corners and pushing more people in my way. I mentally pushed my legs harder and faster, which eventually helped. I was flying.

The guy finally got stopped by a man in a very expensive looking suit. He scrambled heavily as he watched me approach, though not being able to escape within the big guys hold. But in all of my might, the jerkhole chucked her blackberry to his right.

Right in the fucking street.

What the hell!

Fury raced through my body while I tried to hold myself back from going into the traffic filled intersection. Only a second later, a large semi rolled its fat ass right over the little cell phone. My eyes closed in defeat as I let out a frustrated sigh.

"Sorry man. Was that yours?" The dude in the suit said, handing the retard over to a cop. What're the odds...

"Nah.. Some girls. I better go find her..." I looked over at him. He nodded and stepped inside the awaiting limo.

"Thanks for the help anyway." I called out before he shut the door.

"No problem!" His voice echoed as the long, sleek black limo drove off.

What a nice guy...

Wait.. I knew him! From somewhere on TV. Tom Welling? Wow, that's cool.

After figuring out I had just met someone famous my first day in New York, I realised that the girl would be really wondering what was happening. Ten minutes of running later, I was just across the street from her. She was sat on a bench, biting her nails in anticipation. Once I got the go to cross, I walked casually over and was soon in front of her.

Her eyes slowly roamed from my feet, all the up to my face. Probably in shock of this six foot giant standing before her, she leaned back against the bench, a puzzled expression on her oval face.

"I... Um." I think I forgot how to talk. Though she grinned at my stumbles. "The guy who stole your phone," I breathed. "He threw it in the street and it got crushed. I'm sorry."

Her light features fell, "Its okay.. That phone was getting crappy anyway."

I made a face.

"Thank you though. For chasing that guy?.. But um," She said quickly with a smile, ending with a small giggle.

I laughed, "No problem. No problem at all..." I trailed off, adjusting my stance.

It was silent for a moment. Awkward.

"Sorry if this is... weird, but have we met before?" Her etched eyebrow raised while she stood up.

You have no idea how ironic that was. I only shrugged. "I'm Jacob. Jacob Black." My hand extended out. Her movements were timid at first but she shook my hand firmly. "Claire."

"That's a beautiful name." I swallowed as our hands held each other. Did I just say that out loud?...

Although, she blushed and said, "Thank you."

All was quiet, still shaking hands and staring into each other. My heart beat raised higher and higher until I couldn't handle it anymore. I over heard a loud clearing of someones throat and I let go of her hand then. Relieved of the anxiety.

"So.." I looked down at my feet.

"I.. um, have to get going." I glanced up to see those dark chocolate brown diamonds twinkle.

"O-okay." I kind of grinned.

"Thanks again for doing what you did. It was... interesting." Her voice almost sounded.. I didn't really know.

"It wasn't any trouble.." I breathed at how easy it was to get lost in her eyes.

"Hmm." Her eyes studied mine for a moment. "I'll see you around." She waved timidly as she backed away from me. Bumping into a woman in the process had both of us chuckle.

"Maybe. It's a big city after all." I smiled, running my fingers through my hair.

"Right... What was I thinking?" A light bubbly laugh came from her as she smiled sweetly before turning all the way around and jogging off down the sidewalk.

I smiled. My whole body felt like it was smiling. I guess finding the one wasn't as hard as I thought.. Shit, maybe I shouldn't have said that.

I shoved my hands in my pockets and strolled off aimlessly. Claire's shy, sweet smile all over my mind.

Now I just had to try and find her again.

So? Crap or no?

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