Heyy, this is our third fan fiction, this is just a story about Quil and Claire, we love this pair of characters. And we hope you like our story, please review. ^_^
Quil's POV.
Claire shook her head wildly at me as her jet black curl's whipped at her face gently. How cute she looked when she did that.
"No Qwil, ya don't do it like dat!" Claire huffed, putting her hands on her hips, whilst she did a pout and narrowed her lovely brown eyes at me. I couldn't help but chuckle at her actions. She was so captivating. She just glared at me, without breaking eye contact.
"I'm sorry Claire-bear, but I don't get this game of yours, you're playing, I don't understand your claireified games" I said with a chuckle. She frowned at me, which made me chuckle even more.
"Qwil! Dis is not funny! Ya suppose to do a boy voice!" Claire ordered me, as she threw her Barbie doll at me, and it hit me right in the face.
"Ow!" that actually hurt, I rubbed me nose where the stupid Barbie doll hit me. Claire burst out laughing and fell back onto the floor, rolling about in fits of giggles, wow her giggle was so sweet you know the baby giggles and they just make you laugh, it's contagious if you ask me. An also who knew a 3 year old girl could have so much strength, even against a strong werewolf like me. Actually rewind and skip that, who knew a 3 year old girl could have a 16 year old wrapped around her little finger. This is quiet bizarre to be honest.
"Now, Claire-bear, do you enjoy me being in pain?" I asked trying not to smirk. I raised my eye brow in a cocky way at her. She nodded her head and shown her big toothy grin. Claire had her two front teeth missing, which caused her to do her cute speech impediment.
"Qwil! Ya have to put a boy voice on! Ya not doing it wight" she suddenly yelled. Picking up the boy doll she launched at me before and started fixing its clothes, wow her dolls gets better treatment than me.
"Claire-bear, I'm doing the best I can, and I am a boy, so I already have a boy voice" I laughed, whilst being slightly offended, is she trying to suggest I have a girl voice? How charming. I looked over to the clock over the fireplace...9:45 it read. "Come on Claire-bear, its time you went to bed" I said as a picked up a hand full off Barbie clothes, which Claire helped me tidy up, if the pack saw me now, I would be a laughing stock. Trust me to Imprint on a 2 Year old, who is 3 now anyway, yet the other guys who have imprinted on people their own age, they could start off with the romance straight away, but I have to go through stages... baby-sitter to big brother to best friend then to boyfriend, I have to wait at least 13 years before I can become her boyfriend though.
"I don't wanna go to bed Qwil, I not sleepy yet, we can go play dwess up" Claire said with a sad face, then averting her gaze to the floor, making her jet black hair fall over her face, and she traced her pink flowers on her pyjamas with her finger.
"Aww, Claire-bear, you have to go to bed, and how tempting that is for us to play dress up" I added with a slight cough. "It's late, and Emily will be coming back soon, and she will want you to be in bed missy" I tapped her nose lightly making her giggle and crawl up onto my lap. How perfect she fitted onto my lap.
She looked up and stared into my eyes, and then beamed her sweet smile, reviling her two missing front teeth. I chuckled. "Okay Qwil. I go bed, but ya have to take me to da beach tomorrow, I want to get some pwetty wocks" Dam, she had to be so persuasive.
"Of course I will take you to the beach Claire-bear and we can even get some Ice cream if you like" I smiled and tickled her, making her to start laughing again.
"NO QWIL! BAD! STOP IT QWIL!" she giggled. I picked her up and shoved her over my shoulder, and paced to her bedroom, with her kicking and laughing. I open the door with a creek, and switched on the light, then placed her on the bed. She had finally stopped laughing and yet out a big yawn.
"Thought you wasn't tired Claire-bear?" I said in a mocking tone. She yawned again.
"I'm not" she giggled. She pushed herself up and got under her pink covers, snuggled up to her teddy I got her shortly after I imprinted on her, it was a wolf, a brown wolf, that looked a lot like me, so when I wasn't there, I would still be there in a way. The only thing was she called it prince flobby? I snickered to myself and tucked her in.
"Night Night Claire, I'll see you tomorrow, have nice dreams" I said with a smile. Which she didn't see, she was already half asleep. I leant down and gave her a soft kiss on her forehead, which sent shivers through my body. I sighed, and turned her light off.
I walked slowly and quietly away from her room, not wanted to wake her. Every step I took further away from her, I felt like a part of me was missing, but I was beginning to get used to this empty feeling. I lay down on the couch, and closed my eyes.
1 hour later.
I was woken up by outrageous banging on the front door; I sat up and whipped my eyes groggily, what the hell? I heaved myself off the couch and sauntered to the door. I opened the door slowly to see Paul stood there out of breath with this hand resting on his knees.
"Paul? What are you doing here? Your going to wake up Claire if your not quiet" I said with an annoyed tone in my voice.
"I know I'm sorry, we need you. Now!" Paul said as fear sparked in his eyes for a second but then washed away. Panic suddenly run through my veins, and my blood started boiling under my skin.
"Why what is it? Is the pack okay right? And I can't leave Claire here on her own!" I said in a rush.
"The pack is fine so far, and Sam called Emily. She is on her way back now" Paul paused for a second or two, before releasing a long shaky breath "Their Back" he said whipping the sweat off his face. Anger rushed over me in a split second and I ran out the door, knowing Emily would be back, as I could hear her car speeding round the corner. I was followed closely by Paul.
Sooo, what do you think? Cliff hanger or what? Please Review . ^_^ . Thanks for Reading.