The First Kiss- Outtake 2

Paul's POV

I was a 20 year old man, goddamit! I was tough. I was strong and mature and badass. I was a freaking werewolf. I kissed plenty of girls before! I was hot, dammit!

Um... You know what, that sounded completely arrogant, so just disregard it.

I decided to play it cool.

We had been dating for a week or two. If I didn't make a move, she would probably figure I was gay.

I did the most stupidest thing I had ever done before I went to Ali's house. I asked the pack for advice.

Emrby frowned, pondering my awkward question. "Well, you kind of... have to grab her face and then tilt..."

"To the right. I think you're both supposed to go to the right," Seth piped in.

Quil nodded. "Yeah, totally. But it has to be softer at first. Don't jam your tounge down her throat."

Embry grinned. "He's speaking from experiance. Claire got really freaked out when 'Uncle Quil' tried to-"

"I DID NOT! SHE'S 4 YEARS OLD FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!"

I groaned. "Assholes, I know how to kiss... just... how do I imprint kiss?"

Seth quriked his head to the side in confusion. "What's the difference?"

"Well... Ali's not some bimbo..."

Embry's face brightened. "Hold on Paul! I'll be right back! C'mon, Seth..."

Why didn't I ask Jared or Sam? Why the little pups? That's what you're thinking, right? Well, would you rather confess your dorkiness to dorks or semi-cool people that know how to imprint kiss? Yeah, you see my dilema. With these losers, I knew I would be able to crush them if they ever repeated my concerns to anyone.

Ali was different. I didn't want to rush through it because... girls want first kisses to be special, right?

"Hey, Paul," Quil said. "Did Ali kiss anyone before?"

I froze. "What?"

He nodded, oblivious to my reaction. "Yeah, sure she has. That guy Kenny from the band and her used to be close... and that new guy... what was his name..."

"Cal," I muttered.

He snapped. "Yeah! They dated, right... Woah, Paul! What the hell are you doing to my kitchen table! Dude!"

I looked down and took my hand away, sheepishly. I left finger dents along the polished wood. "Woops."

But Quil wasn't focusing on me anymore. He was staring behind me, his jaw dropped.

"Hello, boys," A deep voice drawled.

I turned slowly around and felt my eyes bulge out of their sockets in shock.

There stood an extremely uncomfortable looking Seth, wearing a sequin dress and a dirty blonde wig. The dress was short, and unfortunately Seth's hairy legs didn't compliment the outfit much.

Quil fell onto the floor rolling with laughter.

Seth stalked over to me and sat down across. "I heard ya wanted to talk to me..." He glanced at Embry who gave him a do-it! look. "Sexy?"

"What the hell are you doing, Seth?" I said, no emotion in my voice.

"That's Ali, Paul," Emby said, rolling his eyes. "Don't you know your own girlfriend?"

"No."

"Aw, just try it! It'll help you practice! It's not like you have to kiss him or anything! Just talk and set up the moment!"

Seth leaned forward, his "breasts" which were some sort of gigantic melons, hung out of the dress. I wonder where they got it from, anyway. "So, how've you been? I haven't seen you in a while." He stroked my jaw and tried to get closer.

"Woah!" I yelled, falling off of the chair onto the floor.

Embry and Quil roared with laughter. Quil darted out of the room to get his camera.

"Dammit.." I muttered, kicking Seth's chair, so hard that the leg snapped. Seth tumbled down and landed...

right on top of me.

I swore and tried to push him off, but the melons got in my face and it was hard to breath. Sequins are really scratchy...

I heard a gasp that didn't belong to Embry or Seth (if Seth gasped I would be really freaked out...).

I pushed the melons down and peered up at...

"Oh, shit."

Ali gaped at me, her eyes darting to Seth, and then back to my hand which happened to be resting on the melon. Her cheeks were flushed a deep red. "Oh. My. God."

"What was that, kiddo?" Bono asked, coming in after her.

He paused and looked at our position. I was still frozen. "Well," he said, pleasantly. "This is disturbing... but Seth, red is definitely your color."

Seth blushed. "You think?"

I growled and pushed him off of me, hastily standing as far away from the idiot as possible. "This isn't what it looks like! Seriously!"

Ali's eyes were as wide as those moon pies we used to eat in elementary school. She made a gurgling sound that I took as Then what the hell was it?!

"He was helping me!" I said, quickly.

"With what?" Bono asked. Kinky thoughts flew through his perverted mind. "Jesus!"

"No!" I yelled.

"We were pretending Seth was Ali," Embry chimed in.

"Yeah, 'cause Paul was nervous 'bout kissing her!" Seth said, brightly. Embry punched him in his personal area... actually it couldn't be all that personal while he was wearing a dress.

I blushed horribly as Bono started to laugh.

I collapsed onto the floor and groaned, closing my eyes in horror.

Never again.

I felt cool lips against mine and my eyes flew open to see Ali sitting next to me, grinning. "You are such an idiot," she laughed.

I grinned as well and kissed her again, getting lost in the feeling of us just being right. Not like any girls I used to kiss. Just Ali. I didn't think about which way to tilt my head or if I remembered to brush my teeth that morning. All I knew is that I wanted to be with her forever.

"Did you get the picture?" Embry whispered.

"Yup."