AN:So yep, another JacobXBella fanfic… but there are only so many because that's the way it should have been. And I stand by that.
So this is my first fic, I would absolutely love reveiws, constructive criticism is welcome. Yes I am team Jacob, if you don't like it, you can just not read it :)
Also much love to my friends waiting to review :)

I do not own any of the characters or their stories I just like to imagine this is what happened instead
I also lay no claim to the lyrics and songs I will use

AN:So I thought now was high-time I started to write some more. I know it seems to be off to a slow start, but please see it through.
Thank you to all those who reviewed, the nice and helpful ones anyway.
To "vamp-crazed-girl", and "Patrick", if you don't like twilight why read its fanfictions?
To "fluffylova"(who is amazing so you need to read her stories… do eeeeet), "Anon", and "NumberOneTwilightFan" thank you for the advice on my talking scenes and I will change how I set them out, however they might not be exactly what you want.
To "MissSkeeter" (is that a HP reference?) yes it IS fanfiction, and I am a fan, this story will be my fantasies of how New Moon should have been.
Lastly, extra special thanks to "Jackiefiedfanficer", "ChristinaCullen", and "IWILL-MARRY-EDWARD-CULLEN NOTU" for your support and praise :).


Jake and I managed to leave for the movie a little on the late side of 'on time', and then hit traffic. I was ok with this because I assumed that would mean everyone would be there by the time we arrived, also giving me time to just talk nonsense with Jacob in the Rabbit. When we finally arrived I had sore cheeks from smiling and laughing so much. For the first time in months I had actually listened to music, if you could call it that. Sitting at the lights Jacob had started to absently sing along to 'I kissed a girl' and I could help but laugh and taunt which was greeted by Jake belting out the rest of the songs at the top of his voice until we pulled into the parking lot near the cinema. I was looking forward to seeing Angela, just when we turned the corner to where everyone was meant to be meeting I got a call from her saying that she and Ben both had the stomach bug that was going around. Severely deflated I noticed that the only person at the juice place so-far was none other than Edward#2, Mike Newton.

Once I got off the phone with Angela, I told Jake that if he wanted snacks and a drink he should go and get them now. Resulting in my walking over to Mike stupidly by myself.
Looking excited Mike came up to me, running his hand through his hair, and I wondered if that was now a nervous habit of his.
"Hey Bella!" Mike said with a smile, and tried to hug me, at which I froze.
"Hey, Mike, where is everyone else? Angela just rand and said she and Ben were sick. I haven't heard from anyone other than them." I asked and kept my distance.
"Oh really?" Mikes smile got even bigger and more boy-ish, like he had just been told he was allowed to open his presents early this year. "Lauren rang Jessica, to tell her that she and Tyler couldn't come, and Jess rang Eric to say the same. Poor Eric rand me and told the whole story, then told me he had the stomach bug... guy was sick right there on the phone." He shook his head trying to look worried and empathetic, but I could tell he was over the moon. "Guess it's just you and me then Bella" his smile was so hopeful that I felt bad for squashing it, but I had to (the thought of a movie alone with a love-sick Mike Newton irked me to no end).
"Yeah, you me, and Jake." My smile was genuine, but Mikes look of confusion and betrayal(?) was too much to keep it on my face long.
"Jake? Who's Jake?" He blurted probably a little too loud. "Is that why you've been so much better? You have a new boyfriend." He accused. And technically it was true, except not the same definition of the word, Jake was a boy who was a friend, and he was the reason I was even feeling up to coming out in the first place.
"N-no Jake's my ah..." I stammered lamely, not even knowing why it was so hard to admit to the truth that Jacob Black and I weren't together like that. "He's not my boyfriend." I managed to get out, and before I could think anymore on the subject, Jake cleared his throat behind me. Mikes eyes grew wide when he saw the size of him.

"Hey, I'm Jacob. Or Jake as you seem to already know me by." Jacob offered his free hand to Mike and elbowed me lightly at the last part of his sentence. Smiling but a little over-protective. Mike blanched at the sound of Jacobs voice (which was uncharacteristically deep recently, damn puberty hit this kid fast).
"Mike." He said as he took Jakes hand and shook it, obviously not liking anything about the situation.

After that awkward introduction, I explained to Jacob why everyone else had ditched us, then left him with Mike while I went to go buy the tickets. Technically Jake was too young to see this movie, but I knew he'd seen worse and personally I didn't believe any sane person would question his age even if he were to buy his own ticket. Waiting in line I couldn't help but wish people had come to me and told me they weren't coming, that way I at least could have made up an excuse as to why I suddenly couldn't come, there-by avoiding the current situation I was in. I knew it sounded terribly conceited, but both boys had made it perfectly clear that they liked and wanted me. God knew I was going to have to sit in between the two. The under-paid-actor version of Edward; and my Sun, Jacob. If it were only a choice between these two boys, there was no question who I would have chosen. Sadly I knew that if I made it even vaguely look like I had 'chosen' him, he would be so heart-broken if the real Edward Cullen were to return and (undoubtedly) sweep me off my feet... shaking my head, I couldn't stand the thought. By the time I had bought the tickets and made my way back to the guys there was only 5 minutes until the movie started, which proved to be a good thing for the distain in the atmosphere was tangible.


The movie was absolutely terrible; blood, gore, and still somehow a romance. Not to mention Mike piss-bolting out of the movie hall exclaiming that he thought he was going to be sick, this was after I'd spent the whole time avoiding the hands turned palm up on either side of me just waiting for me to take them. I felt horrible; Mike probably had that stomach bug Angela and Ben had. Lucky it was only a twenty-four hour sort of thing.

It seemed that the lines between friends, and well 'more', was quickly blurring for me and Jake. When Jake had reached for my hand I had had the sudden urge to redefine those lines, but I honestly had no idea where I should place them. I knew I wasn't ready to move on, but I also knew Jake was the only one I could even consider moving on with. I just wished I could run away from it all, and if I could I would take him with me... if only that were possible. Snapping myself out of the split-second reverie I had pulled my hand out of Jakes, a little too harshly at that. Jake looked so torn when I did that, but then forced a frustrated sort of smile.
"What's up Bells? We always hold hands, are you scared that weak-stomached pale-face Newton is gonna see?" He asked almost cruelly, jeaz I'd really hurt him. I grimaced,
"No Jake, it's not like that ok?" I looked up at him hopefully, he urged me on with his eyes all too sarcastically. I sighed, how was I going to explain just how messed up I was right now?
"Look it's just that I er- think that we're accidently crossing lines that I don't want to cross... right now anyways" I whispered the last bit and leant into his chest putting my arms around his torso, wishing that I could just disappear and stop being so damned selfish for one-whole day.
"Bells," He breathed into my hair as he gently stroked it and my back. "you know I would never do what that sorry excuse for a human did to you. You mean so much to me, I can't even explain it. Sometimes I'm a little scared of it, others I just want to transfer to forks high so I can see you all-day." I buried my head in Jacob and wrapped my arms around him, struggling to hold back tears. Why did today have to be one of those days I was torn open again. Funnily enough having Jake do it, while holding me together, was rather comforting.
"I-I know, but I can't honestly let you do that right now." I mumbled into his chest.
"Well I'm not giving up on you, ever." He affirmed kindly. Sighing with the relief of the tears finally ceasing I whispered up to him,
"Good, cause I don't want you too. God I'm so selfish. I still don't understand why though?" I swore and buried my face in him yet again, this time in frustration.
"As you said, we keep accidently blurring our boundaries, that's because you love me and I love you... after-all, it's only natural." He smiled down at me, and I wondered how someone so perfect could chase someone so ruined.

"He-hmm, I hope I'm not interrupting a cougar and toy-boys anonymous meeting, but I really need to go home." Mike said rather accusatorily, oh god I was never going to hear the end of this from Jess. Wiping my eyes and quickly separating myself from Jacobs body, I turned to Mike.
"Oh yeah, sure thing Mike. How did you get here?" It occurred to me that he probably shouldn't be driving like this.
"Tyler, before Lauren told him she wasn't coming so therefore he needed to go keep her company," at this he looked like he was going to be sick again, but I couldn't blame him, "I was kind of hoping that you could have given me a lift home." He posed this as more of a question, looking at Jacob instead of me.
It was quiet for a few minutes until Jacob, rather begrudgingly, said, "Okay fine, but you puke in my car and you're a dead man."

The drive home was scarily quiet, I had thought it would lift once we dropped Mike home. Like most of my prediction, other than the supernatural ones, I was wrong. Once Mike had gotten out of the car and I had closed the door after myself, it was just as morose and quiet. I wondered if what I had said had finally hit home for Jake and he was having second thoughts. When I looked over at him, he was sweating and concentrating on the road like I had never seen him do before. Needless to say I was worried.

"Jake, are you ok?" I reached out to feel his head. He was definitely way above a healthy body temperature. I gasped and proclaimed "Jesus you're hot Jake!"
He half heartily smiled at me and said rather huskily. "It took you this long to notice?" he attempted to raise his eyebrows, but the effort seemed to make him feel worse, and he almost doubled over right there on my front lawn. Rushing to his side, I tried to bring his face back up, but he caught my wrist before I could. His hold was like a vice as he murmured "Don't touch me." At his words I flinched and pulled away scared of how hurt he seemed.
"J-Jake I understand if you don't want to talk to me anymore," my lip quivered and my voice caught in my throat before I could press on, "but I think you should let me call an ambulance for you." I finished lamely.
"Wha-t? What makes you think I don't want to know you anymore? I'm sorry I grabbed you Bells I just felt like it would be a bad idea if you ha-". He winced in what I could only assume was gut wrenching pain. "Had. I, don't, need, an, ambulance." He panted and forced out the words. Sweat now dripping down his face like tears, he started walking over to the car. "I'll, be, fine. Call, you, when, better." With that he opened the door and drove away, too quickly for my liking, leaving me dumbstruck on the side-walk.

Once I pulled myself together, a thought of the little way I could help came to mind and I rushed inside. Not bothering to close the door behind me, I sprinted to the kitchen and dialed the number for Jacob's house. Fully realizing Jake wouldn't be home just yet, I waited with baited breath until Billy answered the phone.
"Look kid do you have any idea what time it is?" his usually settling and wizened voice sounded like a whip as he went to threaten who ever it was at the other end of the phone.
"Um hi Billy it's me, Bella Swan." I choked out with urgency. Billy went to appologise but I cut him off, Jake should be walking through that door any moment. "Look, Jake's real sick, he's on his way home. I think he should go to a hospital, but it may only be the twenty-four hour bug that's going around at the moment. His temperature is WAY above normal, and he seems really queasy and paranoid." I finished and waited for Billy to reply, but 5 minutes later there was still no reply except his worried breathing. "Billy? Hello, are you still there?" I asked tentatively.
"Uh, yeah,sure sure." He sounded scared, I guess I did JUST tell him that his son was driving in a ridiculous condition like this. "Are you positive Bella?" He sounded like he would rather me be lying.
"Yes Billy I am, why what'-" Then I heard a door slam open on the other side of the phone.
"I ah, got to go." I couldn't believe it, Billy sounded like he was close to tears as he hung up the phone before I could say another word.

After about a minute of staring deftly at the phone, I quietly hung it up, went and closed the front door, and slowly went through the motions of getting ready to go to sleep. I had hoped the shower would help ease the anxcious knot in my stomach, and it had to a certain extend, but it had nothing to stop the one line that kept going through my head. This thought followed me until I was just about asleep, and i knew i would be murmering it once i was dreaming. "what the hell just happened?"