A/N: So I wasn't going to post this for a week or so, but I thought to myself; I've gotten a few reviews and people seem to be enjoying it so I just thought I may as well just leave this here for you, because I may not have time next week... But that's probably a lie... All I have to do is work, my friends are rather boring...
ANYWAY! DATE CHAPTER!
You can have a look at her outfit here [polyvore ellies_date_outfit_ch4/set?id=188540790] no spaces obviously. Or just search for fragilemercy, that will be me :)
DEAR: Ash B Bramble and thatcreepygirl(who by the way made me giggle more than I should have when I got an email and all I saw was 'thatcreepygirl started following you'): I'm glad you both like it!
writingNOOB: Happy I can make you giddy, don't go bursting an artery on me for future chapters ok! I have a strict no sue policy!
lucefatale: TAKE ALL THE ELLIE AND EMMETT! Request accepted, hope I could fulfil your wishes for now ;)
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HAPPILY NEVER AFTER
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"What a feeling to be right here beside you now
Holding you in my arms
When the air ran out and we both started running wild
The sky fell down
But you got stars, they're in your eyes
And I've got something missing tonight
What a feeling to be a king beside you, somehow
I wish I could be there now"
One Direction
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CHAPTER THREE
Our Moment
"Would you calm down already?!" Zoe groaned, laying down on my bed with a huff. I whipped around and glared at her, hands on my hips.
"How can you possibly expect me to calm down when I have what could be the sexiest guy in Washington state picking me up to take me out on a date in less than an hour, and I still have no idea what I'm going to wear?!" I yelled back at her. She sat up raising an eyebrow at me and stayed silent for a moment.
"You done?" She asked folding her arms. I sighed and dropped my arms, nodding hopelessly. "Ok then, let me have a look." She bumped me out the way with her hip and started rummaging through my wardrobe, trying to help me find something to wear, "Alrighty, we need something sexy yet subtle. Something that screams 'take me I'm yours but I'm not desperate'." She spoke to herself more than to me. I sat on the edge of the bed and allowed her time to look through all of my clothes.
I had been sitting there for about 10 minutes, tossing and panicking that I wasn't going to be ready in time before Zoe let out a "Perfect!" I didn't have to think and quickly pulled off the bath robe I had been wearing and pulled the fabric over my head.
She had picked out a dress that was off the shoulders and black at the top with a white skirt from the waist down and black lace on the edge of the bottom. The top was form fitting while the bottom flared out a little. Good thing I put a strapless bra on just incase.
"Zoe you bloody genius!" I kissed her cheek and hurried into the bathroom, "curl my hair for me while I do my makeup?" I asked her over my shoulder. She wasted no time taking my red strands and curling them to perfection for me as I did my makeup. Powder foundation, nude eyeshadow topped with glitter and a flicking cat like eyeliner, with blood red lips. I fluffed my hair when Zoe was finished with it and rushed back to my room and pulled out a pair of black suede pumps.
"Jewellery." Zoe demanded from my dresser handing me a gold double chained necklace, the first pendant a bar and the second below it an arrow, and a pair of gold chain tassel earrings with pearls on the top of them.
I did a twirl as Bella entered and stood by the door, smiling at me.
"How do I look?" I asked them both.
"Beautiful."
"Like a sex goddess."
I'll let you guess who answered with what. I nodded and grinned at them both.
"He's here by the way. Talking to dad downstairs." Bella informed with a wicked smile before moving back to her own room. My face dropped.
"Oh god… Dad was cleaning his hunting guns just before…" Zoe laughed and wished me good luck as I dashed from the room and down the stairs, not bad for a girl in heels huh? I stopped myself just before entering the living room and sauntered in as confidently as I possibly could.
Emmett looked… mouthwatering. He was wearing dark jeans and a black muscle top that was practically a second skin. If I looked hard enough I'm pretty sure I could make out his 6 pack… Seriously, that shirt should be illegal on him. And not for the first time I was left wondering how the hell his muscles hadn't ripped that shirt to shreds already. It also wasn't the first time I wish it would happen.
Another plus? He was still alive! Dad, who was standing by the table which held his guns, had a beer in hand and as friendly a smile you could get out of the social hermit.
Oh… They were getting along… Perfect!
Emmett's head snapped in my direction as I walked into the room. His posture stiffened and his golden eyes darkened slightly as they raked over my form. He opened his mouth to say something, but dad beat him to it.
"What is that?" He demanded, giving me a disapproving glance. I rolled my eyes.
"It's a dress dad." I told him.
"Where's the rest of it? You're not leaving the house like… like… that." He told me, eyes flickering over to Emmett, who had been smart enough to look at my face instead of my legs as he had been seconds beforehand.
"I'm sure everything will be fine daddy. Besides, we're already running late. I'll see you tomorrow, don't wait up!" I grabbed Emmett's hand and somehow managed to drag him to his car, ignoring dads shouts and curses about being 'appropriate'.
Emmett tugged on my hand and twirled me around making me giggle. He pulled me to his form and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"You look delicious." He groaned against my lips. I giggled again and leant further into his.
"Too bad, you're not allowed to eat desert before dinner." I winked and pushed away from him, grinning a cheshire grin at him. He groaned and slumped over, catching me by my waist and hoisting me into his shiny black jeep. He was in the drivers seat in a flash and we were speeding down the highway on route to Port Angeles for the evening.
We spoke about everything that came to mind on the drive there. My old school, how well I was adapting, his life with his adopted family. He told me how his father had been mauled and killed by a bear and his mother turned to drugs and alcohol to cope with the loss, and how he had come into the care of Dr and Mrs Cullen. I had me tearing up and running a hand up and down his arm in comfort and placed a kiss on his cheek.
I found out that he was born in Gatlinburg, Tennessee and he had an almighty love for baseball and football, like any other male in America. He was also very close with his adopted sibling.
In turn I told him about my life back home, all about my friends and the adventures we'd had, including all the times I would wake Bella up at ungodly hours to let me in the house because my totally sober-not-sober state wouldn't allow me to put the key into the door.
I also told him about the time I had punched Stacey Cooper in the face for calling my sister a loser. She was in need of her second nose job after I was through with her, had her kicked off the cheerleading squad (he was practically drooling when I told him I had been a cheerleader) and I had been suspended for a week, which I spent surfing practically the entire time. I told how my sister was my world and I would do anything to protect her, even if it meant I had to kill someone. Which I would. In a heartbeat.
"Are you hungry?" He asked as we entered Port Angeles.
Not for food.
I couldn't really tell him that now though, could I? I settled for shrugging my bare shoulders.
"Not really." He frowned at me.
"You're not on some stupid diet are you?" He demanded. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow and scoffed.
"Bitch please. I could a large pizza to myself and not care if I felt like it." He looked at me in awe, but he also looked sceptical and… proud? "I'm just not that hungry at the moment, I could snack though." I told him. His eyes raked over my body once again before he nodded contently.
"How about a movie first then?" I smiled and nodded at him.
We went and watched Are We There Yet? and I don't think Emmett watched a moment of it. He was a little preoccupied with either playing with my hair - something that appeared to be his favourite pastime - or placing light kisses on the side of my face and neck. I don't think I could hold myself back too much longer if he kept on going the way he was now. By the end of the movie my heart was racing and I felt the familiar tightening in my stomach. I wanted this man so badly it was almost like a primal instinct to just shove him against the wall of the first dark alley we walked past.
On the contrary though. I was a good girl, we walked past many dark allies and I was able to control myself. We stopped at an ice-cream stall, I ordered a chunky monkey cone while Emmett went with vanilla. Boring.
"So what how do you like Forks so far?" He asked wiggling his eyebrows at me as we walked down the pier. It was surprisingly warm for January.
"So far so good I guess. The companies a whole lot nicer than I thought it would be." I teased, nudging him with my shoulder.
"You telling me you though I'd be boring?" He challenged. I grinned at him cheekily.
"Or a complete meat head that couldn't string a sentence together properly." I shrugged out from under his arm, and ran ahead, laughing loudly.
"Oi!" Was his glorious comeback as he lumbered after me, catching me by the waist with one arm, he shoved his untouched ice-cream into my face causing me to squeal loudly at the sudden rush of cold on my nose.
I was laughing so much, I could only just manage to wipe the desert off of my face, clutching on to Emmett's rock solid arm for support.
"What a waste of perfectly good sugary goodness!" I scolded when I managed to get my breath back and swatted his arm, "I would have eaten that if you didn't want it!" I pouted at him, hoping it would show my disappointment in him. He grinned at me with all his dimpled glory.
"Well I think you wore it exceptionally well. Plus, it made you look even sexier than when you first came down those stairs." He purred, his face only inches from mine. I could see as his eyes darkened, hands digging hard into my waist as he pulled me to him and trapped against his chest.
I gasped. Well… That escalated quickly didn't it?
I dug my nails into his biceps and licked my lips slowly, hoping to get my message across to him that I wanted nothing more in this moment than for him to kiss me.
Somewhere deep in the back of my mind I was berating myself.
I hadn't even known him for a week.
We had barely even spoken until tonight.
This was wrong on so many levels to be doing any of the things, or even thinking the things I had been all week, from the moment I met him.
But part of me didn't care.
Didn't care that I knew next to nothing about him.
Didn't care that he would watch my every move at school.
Didn't care that he would touch me in ways that I would never let anyone touch me when I had known them for such a short amount of time.
All I cared about was him.
How I felt with him, and how he me made me feel.
He made me feel alive, loved and wanted. He made me feel like I was the only person in the world when he was with me, he wouldn't pay mind to the slutty cinema attendants who pushed their chests out and flipped their fake blonde hair as he walked by (seriously I could have ripped that hoe to shreds) because his eyes had been focused on me the entire time.
While everything in my head was screaming at me, telling me this was so wrong I couldn't help but feel that at the same time it was so right.
As he pulled me even closer I heard him growl again, he does that a lot doesn't he?
Before I could even comprehend what was going on, his cold lips were on mine. My mind went numb and straight onto autopilot. I could feel my legs go weak as he slammed me against the wall, holding me there with his hips as one of his hands came up to cradle my head so I wouldn't hit it. Damn, that hurt. But I wasn't worried about that at the moment.
I had never felt anything like this before. My breath caught in my throat, I could hardly breath with the amount of raw passion he poured into one kiss. It was more than every kiss I had ever put together. My heart skipped several beats, i just knew he'd be able to feel it. He licked at my bottom lip teasingly and my legs went into full meltdown mode. Emmett caught me and slammed be deeper into the wall.
I swear I heard it crack.
I dug my nails deeper into his arms and bit his bottom lip a bit more harshly than I probably should have causing him to groan against my lips. Something told me he was holding back on me, and I didn't appreciate that one bit. I pulled at his lip with my teeth before his tongue darted into my mouth and started grinding his hips against mine.
"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you." He murmured against my lips between heated kisses. What on Earth was that supposed to mean?
I really couldn't bring myself to either care on focus on that right now though to be honest. I would come back to that later.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." I said back to him, trailing kisses and nibbling on his neck a bit harder than I normally would. I got the impression that he liked it a bit rougher than usual. He let out a moan.
"Damn baby." I could feel his excitement on my stomach, and my own between my legs.
Yes Ellie, let's just get hot and heavy against the wall of a closed up shack on the pier where anyone could walk by and find you. Why not?!
"Emmett." I moaned as he started licking my neck. He froze and bough his face level to mine, pressing harder against me. I hadn't even thought that was possible. His black eyes bore into mine.
Wait… Black? I knew I wasn't going crazy!
"Say it again." He growled.
"Emmett." I whispered back to him. Wanting to satisfy his every want and need.
He buried his head in my neck again and took a deep breath, placing more open mouth kisses against it. I felt something sharp starting to pierce the tender flesh. Too sharp to be a tooth and gasped.
Before I knew it Emmett had flung himself away from me, cursing under his breath about being stupid and holding his head, fisting his short curls.
To say I was confused would have been an understatement.
"Emmett?" I called out to him, unable to move from my spot against the wall I have to admit I was a little scared from his sudden outburst. His posture stiffened as he turned to face me and cursed again rushing back to me and cupping my cheeks in his massive hands.
"Shit! I'm so sorry baby! Please, don't be scared." He begged. He looked so lost, so terrified that I was scared of him. I couldn't speak, so I reached up and gave him a short and sweet kiss. That seemed to satisfy him and bring him back to earth. I noticed that his eyes had gone back to their regular golden colour and were looking at me with concern. "I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked, his voice cracking
"Emmett, I'm fine." I reassured him, taking his face in my hands. "Trust me."
He leant down and placed his forehead against mine.
"I love it when you say my name." He told me breathlessly, and I couldn't help but smile up at him and giggle. "Come on, let's get you home before the chief decides to shoot me." His laughter echoed through the pier as he tucked me under her cool body, which is probably what I needed right now. As we walked away laughing with each other, I failed to notice the holes the shape of Emmett's arm on the wall from where we had just had our… moment.
A/N: BOOM! Hope that was alright and not too overly cheesy or anything like that. Are they moving too fast? Everyone following Ellie's line of thoughts? If you have any questions about anything you don't understand let me know! Or even anything you think is wrong.
I do have to say this though, I don't feel as though Emmett is the kind of guy to take things slow. When he wants something he goes for it and he gets it. Also that he's been waiting lord knows how long for Ellie and all he cares about is her. And remember: I HAVE PLANS THAT WILL BE COMING TO LIGHT SOON.
Until next time my lovelies xx
