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I don't know but I think I maybe
Fallin' for you
Dropping so quickly
I am trying
Not to tell you
But I want to
I'm scared of what you'll say
So I'm hiding what I'm feeling
But I'm tired of
Holding this inside my head
I've been spending all my time
Just thinking about ya
I don't know what to do
I think I'm fallin' for you

FALLIN FOR YOU; BY COLBIE CAILLAT

What was that dream all about? Does it mean I'm falling for Jake? I mean, my best friend Jacob Black?

Well it seems like it. I mean, he's good looking, tall, smart, muscular, handsome, strong, hot, sexy…

Whoa! Wait did I say sexy? Well, I guess he is. NO! He IS the sexiest man alive!

I needed to get a grip. I think I'm going insane. But he'd never think of me that way. I've always been that little girl who he takes care of and spends the weekend with. He might have even changed my diapers with Rosalie! It's quite clear that he would never fall for me.

But there's still a 2 percent chance that he might notice me. After all I am not a little girl any more. I am a grown up woman. Well, sort of. We'll see today at the bonfire.

"Renesmee! You there?" Jacob called, disturbing my train of thoughts. We were driving to La Push in his rabbit. Initially I'd asked him to run with me in the woods because it was faster and more fun than driving in the car. But Jacob was worried that running would make me tiered and we still had to go to the bonfire later.

"Yeah, what is it?" I replied after a minute.

"I was asking if you're there. You seem to be lost in your own world" he said, making my cheeks go warm. Yeah I was definitely lost. Lost in my own little world with my dream Jacob. The one who was in love with me.

"I guess I was. I'm just excited about the bonfire tonight. And I'm still feeling a little cold. Or maybe I just feel like I am because it's been low for so many days now. Nothing to worry about." I replied, my eyes on the road so he couldn't see my face and make out that I was lying.

"Are you sure that's all? Do you want me get a blanket or something to warm you up?" he asked. He sounded a little too worried for the situation.

"No its ok, Jake. Don't make a big deal. It's just the daydream I was having." I said. But as a cold breeze blew through my window, I shivered involuntarily.

The car came to an abrupt stop. He grabbed the hem of his shirt and slid it off! I was going to protest, but the sight of him, shirtless, in front of me destroyed every single ounce of control that I'd had since the dream.

I forced myself, with the greatest effort I'd ever exerted, to keep my eyes on his face and to not notice his fabulous muscles and tan skin. How those muscles flexed when he handed me his shirt and said "Here, take this. It's warm. Don't protest, Ness. I don't want your parents ripping my head off for not taking care of their only daughter." He said and chuckled as another shiver rolled down my spine. I started imagining all the different ways I wanted him to take care of me.

"You always take good care of me Jake. " I said. I blushed beet red as I said that.

He just nodded. He seemed to be considering something. Maybe it was pack stuff. I didn't ask. He looked so cute when he was deep in thought and I didn't want to interrupt that. Plus, I didn't trust my voice now that he was driving without his shirt on. His muscles flexed with each movement of his arms, turning the staring wheel. And when he ran his hands through his hair like that, messing it up...I imagined running my hands through his hair…

See! That's why I didn't trust myself to speak. So I decided it was better to remain mute for the rest of the car ride. The silence wasn't awkward. Jake and I never felt awkward. We didn't need short talks to fill the silence. Just each other's company.

I slid the T-shirt on. Jake was right, as always. It was warm and cozy. Soon his warm, musky, October scent filled in my nostrils, making me dizzy. I stared out of the window admiring the beauty that was my former home. My thoughts of Jake and I together were doing nothing but upsetting me, so I quickly thought of something else.

I thought about Anne. I wondered what she was doing back home. Probably doing all the homework we'd been assigned for the weekend. I'd finished it before we left that morning. One thing about being a hybrid freak, you got the intelligence of a vampire. I smiled to myself as the forest continued to rush past me.

We soon arrived to our destination – Jacob's house. As soon as I was out of the car, Billy came through the door in his wheelchair.

"Look Nessie! How much you have grown kiddo? Seems like just yesterday you could still ride around with me in this little chair." he said with an amused smile on his face.

I ran and hugged him. He was like a second father to me. Again my imagination took over and I imagined what it would feel like to have him as my father in law. If it was possible that Jacob loved me in that way, then one day we would get married and then Billy would be my father in law. But thinking about what could be only started to make me sadder. I didn't want spend my weekend with Jacob being all sad a depressed. I wanted to enjoy every minute of it.

"I told you, dad. That kid is like a little weed." Jacob said taking my bag out of the rabbit and locking the door. I tried not to show my disappointment because he'd called me a kid. I pushed Billy's chair inside as Jacob opened the front door for me.

"You hungry?" Billy asked. Before I could say anything Jake said "No dad. I think I can wait till bonfire." As if to oppose his point, his stomach growled loudly.

"I think you should eat something. " I said in a very matter of fact tone. "I'll have some of your famous hot chocolate, Billy, as always." I said as Billy rolled towards the kitchen.

I've never liked human food much, but chocolate and sugar were another story. I loved sweet things; I could live off them for months.

In the mean time, Jake went to his room to put my bag away. This was the only way my dad allowed me to stay at Jake's. His one and only condition for us was that if I went to stay at Jake's then we sleep in separate rooms.

At first I opposed it but then Jake agreed to it, so I had to too. I never saw any reason for the ground rule. I mean, we were just best friends. But now I began to see the wisdom in my father's decisions. I don't think I'd be able to stop my thoughts about Jacob from wandering too far and, at the same time, keeping my hands to myself while sleeping next to him. It would be too overwhelming.

"You want to take a shower or something Ness? You seemed pretty worn out from the ride up. We should have run instead. No that would've made you more tired. You could have ridden on my back...yeah, that woud have been better. "He said more to himself then to me.

My cheeks flamed at the thought of me riding on Jake's back. We hadn't done that in a while. But I didn't have guts to say anything, so I just nodded and went to his room.

I walked into the bathroom and checked the water. Cold. He dint have hot water in here. Unlike humans, my vampire body can withstand cold water, but since I've been so cold lately I thought it's good to be on the safer side and not go experimenting with my vampire senses.

I walked out of the bathroom and ran smack into Jacob. "I was just coming to tell you that you can use the hallway bathroom. I'll use this one. I don't want you to catch cold."

"Thanks, Jake." I said walking down the hall to the bathroom.

When I got to the bathroom, I locked the door, turned on the water and stripped off my clothes. I was still feeling really cold so I turned the hot water up as high as it would go. When it had heated up, I stepped into the shower. The hot water felt so good on my skin. It was as if the blood was frozen in my veins and now it was flowing again, making the heat spread through the body.

I shampooed and conditioned my hair. Jacob had this girly stuff that he kept around for when I came over; it was a sweet thought. He didn't use it himself, though. He didn't need to. His hair was already so soft and silky. I wondered how is hair would look all wet and black in the shower. The drops of water falling from his hair to his neck and then rolling down his muscular chest. Down to his beautiful stomach…and lower and lower...

I stopped my thoughts right there. I didn't want to get upset. I stepped out of the shower and realized…SHIT! I forgot to bring my clothes into the bathroom with me.

Well, damn. Maybe it's out of habit. I usually come out in towel in my room at home; I'm not used to bringing them with me. I couldn't even call Jacob to bring my bag here. He was probably in shower too.

So that meant I had to go out in just a towel. I wrapped one around me. It was very small and didn't cover really cover much. I peaked around the door and didn't see anyone. I stepped out of the bathroom and scurried to my room. Well technically it was Jacob's room.

I opened the door and peeked in. It was empty. I heard the shower running. Jacob was still showering. I got to my bag and got my clothes. I changed as quickly as I could. Jake would be done any minute. Aunt Alice packed my clothes for me. She even marked the days so that I wouldn't wear a non-matching outfit due to lack of my fashion senses. That comes from my mom. She had packed a yellow sundress for today. I groaned. I didn't wear dresses unless Alice made me. Jeans were more comfortable. I heard the shower cut off, so in a heartbeat I tossed my opinions out the window and put on the dress. Alice wins this time.

I was putting my dirty clothes in my bag when Jacob came out of the bathroom. He had his hands over his eyes.

"All decent?" he asked. I was stunned.

I was absolutely frozen. How can he expect me to answer when he himself has crossed the limit of decency? You might think I'm exaggerating, but I'm not.

He was in just a towel. His hair was all wet and his muscles were shining in the dim light coming from the window. His body was a piece of art. He was perfect, too good to be true.

He peeked between his fingers when I didn't answer. He came closer with a look of concern in his eyes.

"Are you ok Nessie? Is everything alright? Are you feeling cold again?" he asked. I realized that I was gawking and he thought I wasn't feeling well. I know that my cheeks were bright pink. I tried to look away from his beautiful body, but I was having a hard time. I didn't trust my voice, so I nodded and turned my back to him.

He came closer until I could feel the heat radiating from his body. He put his hands on my shoulders and turned me to face him. I tried my hardest to keep my eyes on his face and not to touch his muscular torso because he was so close to me. It took all of my control.

"Look, Renesmee. "He said. He didn't use my real name often, so he must be serious. "If you feel uncomfortable or if you're having any problems, please tell me." he said. I just nodded again.

Now Jacob looked more hurt than concerned. That's when it all came crashing down on me. Because of my insecurities, he was suffering. He thought I didn't like him anymore. I couldn't let him go on thinking that.

Collecting all the control I had, I hugged him. My cheek pressed against his chiseled chest, and I could feel the water still clinging to his skin. I bit my lip to keep from moaning. He hugged me back, hesitating at first. Maybe he was shocked. Now I could avoid his eyes so he wouldn't know that my next words were a lie.

"It's nothing Jake. I'm fine. I was just so excited about this whole weekend. I am sorry was being so distant. I was just lost in my own world again." I said. My lips were brushing his delicious looking skin. I fought the urge to stick my tongue out to taste his skin.

He seemed to believe me. He squeezed me one last time and let go of me. His face was now closer than ever as he dipped his head low to look me in the eye. Again I was fighting the urge to kiss him.

He kissed my forehead and turned to walk out of the room. I stood there, alone, feeling the touch of his lips on my head and his scent still lingering there around me.

COMING UP:

BORNFIRE PARTY, DRUNKEN PEOPLE AND JELOUSEY.