Disclaimer: I don't own any characters it all belongs to Stephenie Meyer Disclaimer: I don't own any characters it all belongs to Stephenie Meyer
I thought of this story line with one of my best friends Emmie after we went paint balling at the end summer term. Enjoy.
Paintballing – (EPOV)
We had been lying here for what I would gladly take as eternity. I was so beyond happy with Bella, here in my arms as we lay motionless in our meadow watching the sunset.
"I wont be here on Saturday," I whispered quietly in to her ear, tickling her neck as my breath caught her hair. She turned to face me, disappointment clear on her features.
"Why not? You went hunting yesterday."
"We're going 'paintballing', it's Emmett's idea." I replied holding her tighter to my chest.
"Can I come?" Bella asked, her eyebrows knitted as I chuckled. "What? Don't think I could handle it or are you being over protective as usual?" she asked
" It's not that, it's just… when I use the term 'paintballing' I mean it as a very loose description" I looked deep into her warm brown eyes, riddled with confusion so I continued, "Well, paintballs have no effect on us, we can't even feel it… so we use real guns." I admitted, her mouth popped open as she gasped. Again I chuckled.
"I don't even want to no where the hell you get guns from!" she said, astonished.
"We have our ways," I said smiling broadly, "will you be okay?" I asked seriously. She frowned again " I can cope by my self for one day you know!" she said but I could see she didn't convince herself, nor me.