This one's in Renesmee's point of view(: I'm off on holiday on Thursday! Lake District in England!(: Yayy!
Renesmee -
Jacob flew open the door. He didn't say anything at all, just gasped and soaked his tears of joy into my shoulder as he flung me up in one of his chest-crushing hugs. I loved it.
"Jaaaay!" I yelled, and kissed his cheek. It was usual, as I had been doing it since I was small.
"Baaaaabyyyy!" He yelled, trying to keep his voice as low as a human could only yell. His gob was big.
"Missed you." I muttered as he pulled me into his house. Clothes were strewn across the floor. Jacob could clean up in 3 minutes if he wanted to, at his werewolf pace. He just chooses not to. Lazy fuck.
"Missed you more." He let a teasing tone creep into his voice. I slapped him, almost annoyed at being made a fool. He grabbed my arm, and pulled me to him again. He kissed my hair.
"I'm sorry, Nessie." We both knew that he meant about last time we saw eachother.
"I forgive you." I mumbled. I didn't know if I liked him "that way" anyway. Of course I would, I mean, we were soulmates, but there was always the 'what if'; What if I wanted someone else? What if I didn't ever decide to have Jacob that way? It's not that I didn't want Jacob back then. I did. I was scared, though. I didn't know what to do, and I couldn't exactly ask mum or dad. They'd have a fit. There was always Alice, but I knew her and Jasper didn't do much, as their passion was usually expressed through the way they looked at eachother. And Emmet and Rosalie, well.. Yeah. I'd get picked on, and they're just too wild. I wouldn't have a problem in asking Esme or Carlisle, but they are my grandparents. Grandparents aren't meant to advise you about sex.. It was like wearing underwear saying 'Tuesday' on them, on a Sunday. Ugh.
I was getting ahead of myself here. I didn't even know what we were gonna' end up doing. With my luck, we'd probably play Monopoly. Joy.
"So..." I muttered, as we were by this point both sat on his uncomfortable couch. Side by side; awkward.
"So..." He repeated my words. I sighed.
"Yup." I muttered, my mouth popping on the 'p'.
"Kay. I'm bored, you wanna' hit Seattle?" Seattle meant shops. Alice would approve.
"Sure! Are we off in your Rabbit?" Jake was obsessed with his car that he built himself, back when my mom was human.
"'Course we are." He flashed me a grin, and opened the car door; I climbed in. As I marvelled at the refurnished smooth leather exterior, he climbed in the other side, threw his arm around the back of my chair, and shifted the car into drive.
3 Hours Later - After Shopping.
"Woah. Your mini bloodsucker girlfriend would love to see this." He held up the 16 bag fulls of clothes - all from different shops - he was holding.
"I've always been interested in shopping. I bet you hate me now, I feel like I'm putting you into slavery." I chuckled.
"Pff. Me, hate you? Don't be silly, baby." He chucked the bags onto the back seat of the car, shut the door, and locked it. We were going for dinner. The closest restaurant wasn't far away; we got there in no time. I vaguely remembered my mom showing me this place. It was where Daddy took her for their first date. She had ordered a Mushroom Raviole.
The place was practically empty, so we opted for a booth in the corner.
We chatted for a while, telling eachother about what we had been doing for the past years.
The waitress seemed to be disappointed when she saw Jacob take my hand over the table. He also nudged himself closer to me. I smiled slyly.
I gulped as Jake paid the check, and climbed back into the car. Goodness knows what was going to happen when we got back to his house.
