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Remembered and Forgotten

Jacobs POV

I was in a world, where dandelions soar through the baby blue sky, while the unicorns shuffle through the crisp, green glass. Wait, what. What the hell kind of place is this. I swear to myself that I am officially on drugs. Or was it alcohol. Whatever's making me think this nonsense.

Suddenly, the unicorns and dandelions where gone. Emptiness taking its place.

My mind was completely blank. White coating my vision. Confusion overwhelmed me as I started to slip, falling into an inky blackness. This all wasn't making any sense to me.

On moment I'm in fairytale world and then I'm in darkness. It was as if I was dreaming of nothing at all. My whole body had gone completely numb, frozen almost.

That's when the ice starting to thin, letting a sharp pain to take over. It was everywhere. That's when I awoke, my eyelids lifting, little by little. They shut quickly once the suns blinding rays hit them. I waited for my eyes to adjust, the headache now ten times stronger.

What happened last night. All I can recall is calling Embry up for a couple of beers. Everything else was a blank.

I looked around, slowly taking in my surroundings. I was in a bed, a very comfortable bed, with blue, silk sheets and a cotton, white comforter. Pictures and posters were hung all over the light blue walls, my vision, to blurry to see any faces.

Then, suddenly, I realized what was next to me, or who at that. Leah Clearwater. Leah fucking Clearwater. Here, next to me, in the same bed. Why, I have know fucking idea. Her left arm was wrapped around my torso causing fire to burn in its setting.

Okay now I really want to know what happened last night. Having to wake up in the morning to find yourself in your Betas room with her, herself laying next to you just creeps me the fuck out.

I mean, I'm used to waking up at Leah's house. I practically live here. But I always awake on her couch, downstairs. Never had I awaken in her bed. I hadn't even seen her room.

There was a stir coming from the left side of my chest. Oh, shit. I close my eyes and pretended to be in a deep slumber. I feel the weight shift up on the bed. Then just like that, it stilled.

I would had guess that she had either moved over a bit and had just fallen back asleep, but the quick breathing coming from beside me told me otherwise. I stayed in that position, keeping my breath even, until I felt the bed shift again.

The weight of the bed completely shifted up, telling me that she was officially of the bed. There was the shuffling of feet and the occasional mumble here an there, until I heard a door quietly shut and lock. Bingo.

I opened my eyes to find myself overwhelmed with the same sun light. I winced ever so slightly. My perfect time to escape. I looked down at myself. Well, at least I had my clothes on. My very dirty clothes, but they would have to do, for now.

I slowly, but quietly got up, removing the sheets that covered me. I pushed my self up, carefully from the beds cushion and made my way toward her bedroom door. I twisted the knob so gently, that I hadn't realized that it had already opened.

I was so close, so close. All I had to do was open the door and spring for the stairs, which were down the hall. An that's exactly what I did, but unfortunately, I hadn't made it all the way.

I was half way down the stairs when Leah's quiet voice echoed through the hall walls. "Jacob?," her voice tired, if I hadn't had the powers of a wolf, I'm sure her voice would have been like wind in the trees. A melody left unheard.

I turned to see her hovering over the stairs, staring at me with strong intensity. "Um, yeah," I replied, questioning what she had to say next. Her face twisted with emotion. "You, uh, left this," she said hurt looping through her words, I don't understand, what had I done to hurt her.

She was Leah Clearwater, the strongest women I know, what could I have done. The questions ran through my mind as I forgot what she had said. "Um, what," I asked, dazed. "You left this," she repeated, moving her one arm up to reveal my grey, 'Hard Rock' shirt that I had given her when she had phased on accident, just nights ago.

"Uh, thanks," I replied awkwardly, as I walk back up the stairs. I went to grab the T-shirt when she suddenly pulled it away, a playful grin plastered to her lips. I went to grab it back but she pulled away once more. I tried again, but kept failing miserably. Oh, she wants to play games now. Hmm, I'll show her, the competitive side of me rising.

"Give me the shirt, Leah." I grinned playfully.

"Well, your gonna have to come and get it," she said laughing, running to her room. I chased after her and this went on for a whole five minutes till I had her pinned to her bed. "Gotcha now," I said with a proud smile.

She giggled. "You've got me, but you've totally forgotten about the shirt," she said, now laughing. The feeling of shock sprang through me as I realized that she didn't have the shirt in her hands. It must have been clear on my face cause she laughed even harder then she had before.

Her eyes gleaming. She was so happy. I was confused. Leah had always been so depressing and bitter. I'd never seen such a fun and playful side of her. A side so full of adventure and excitement. A side that someone like me could really grow to love. I admired that.

The giggling interrupted my thoughts once more as a different feeling overcame me. Love, no. Admiration, oh yeah. She looked up at me, from the spot that I had pinned her, with a gleam in her eye. I smiled, a true smile. Man I could get used to this.

I reached down and stroked her face. "What happened last night?" I questioned, completely changing the subject. I watched as she blushed a chrisom red and looked away, avoiding my eyes. Oh god, how bad is it. "Um…" was all she could get out.

Oh great, I probably danced around like a jelly bean and told her all my deepest, darkest, secrets. Like how I'm secretly ,madly in love with her. Okay, I did not just think that. Yep, I'm on drugs.

"Your gonna be mad if I tell you," she replied. Now making eye contact. Oh god, I was getting nervous now.

"Tell, me everything, and I mean everything, detail an all, on whatever the hell happened last night."

I looked back down at her

Something happened then, maybe it was the change of emotion that fogged her eyesight, or the sudden feeling of pure lust and desire welding up in me that made the entire atmosphere change. No, I hadn't imprinted, if that's what your thinking. But something else happened, it cannot be explained, but I could remember, absolutely everything. I remember the lust, the desire. The touch, the fire, the burning, everything. And I wanted more. Much, much more.

Leah opened her lips to start the story of my drunken night, but stopped suddenly when my lips planted themselves to hers. The burning, the touch, the desire, all ten times more stronger then before. That's the beauty of being sober. Times like these.

The passion and love was clear. Clear for even human eyes to see. And it continued, we just couldn't stop.

By the time the light started to dim through the her bedroom window, I could tell easily that it had gone on all day and it was now dusk.

Leah pulled away abundantly, giggling to herself once more.

"What," I whined, not wanting it to end.

She giggled some more at my protest.

"By the way, I threw your shirt in the closet, just so you know." she said it like she was stating the obvious.

"Well, thanks for that, now can we please continue," I whined once more.

She laughed at that.

"Gladly"

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