SORRY IT WAS LATE!!!

as always, i accidentally deleted half of it!!!! PLUS almost my entire state (rhode island) got flooded! (dumb rain!) my town dint get as much as others but lots of places are closed, and my fave mall's parking lot got 5 ft!!!!

that's a good enough excuse RIGHT????!!!!!!!!

anyway, i don't own any twilight stuff!

enjoy loves!!!!


(Embry POV)

I drew.

I tried to make it perfect. I remembered him perfectly, and sketched him on the paper sitting on my lap. I always sort of drew out my feelings. Kind of like a diary without words, instead there were drawings. Right now, I was trying to draw him. Draw him as perfectly as I could because, well, he was perfect. At least to me.

I saw no flaws... except maybe the fact that he was 4 years older than me, had and imprint and seemed to show no interest in me besides a friend. I continued to sketch. I was trying to draw his wolf form. He was all black, very large, broad chest, and very muscular and powerful. Compared to me, he was god. I had a lean figure, muscled and very large compared to a human.

But compared to him, I was a shrimp. And I don't mind at all. I kinda liked it. I continued to draw him, his detailed fur, his muscular legs and large paws. He was beautiful. What I would give to be with him.

My hand was starting to cramp up, so I decided to put away my sketchbook and set my pencil along side it. Its been a weeks since I last saw Sam....... with her though. But tonight, I had patrol with him alone again. And I was overjoyed. My heart hurt being away from him. Just thinking about seeing him eased some of the pain.

Soon, I heard a wolf howl and knew I could see him. I had been doing my best to become his friend, though I still didn't know a whole lot about him. But, I was trying. I knew I had to try harder. What I did know, is that he like cars. In fact, he's the one who taught Jake, before everyone turned to wolves.

But unlike Jake, he had an actual job for it. He worked as mechanic at the car repair shop in La Push.

I made my way outside, stripped and phased. It was easier now, and became routine for me. I put all my secrets in the back of my mind and started to runt the perimeter he told he to. We kept quiet, as always when it was just us, but I wanted to ask him something. I wanted to see how far I can get through these imaginary walls he built up. For once in my life, I decided to put all shyness aside and just ask.

Sam, can I ask you something? You don't have to answer if you don't wanna... I trailed off.

Sure. He responded.

Well, I was just wondering, do you ever regret imprinting?

(Sam POV)

Of course.

I blocked my mind for a few seconds. Of course he would ask the question I was most uncomfortable with. But... since I met him, he had this caring and trustworthy air about him. He was different, and had something that set him apart from the pack. He was quiet and reserved, kind of like me. I decided it wouldn't hurt to tell the kid a little bit.

I hesited but quickly recovered.

No.

But he sensed my hesitation.

Really? Never? Not once? He pressed. He was a curious kid. I gave a wolfish sigh as I continued slowed from a run to a jog.

Well... sometimes... I wish I had more time. I started.

More time for what? He asked.

More time to fall in love with her. Or to actually have a choice. I explained. Damn, I was never this open with the pack. But again, there was something about the kid...

Oh, I get what your saying. He thought.

But don't Emily that, or anyone for that matter. I thought quickly.

Don't worry, my lips are sealed. He thought. And I believed him.

(Embry POV)

Wow.

I never expected that answer. But it gave me a confidence boost. He did have his moments of regret. Maybe I could do this. But I still needed to be more of a friend. It was hard considering the age difference, but I could careless. I wanted him.

All this was thought in that locked box in the back of my head.

We continued to run in silence. Afterwards, we headed back to his place, as always. The pack spent more time there than their own homes. But I wasn't gonna complain. As always, we phased, dressed and headed inside.

I saw a blue iPod on the coffee table, and realized it was mine. I glared Jake.

"Sorry man, I crushed mine on accident." He amended. I rolled my eyes and took the iPod, I was wondering where it went.

"Whatever." I said.

The rest of the pack were watching T.V. and yelling at it for some team to win. I didn't really care nor did I pay attention. I walked to the back porch and sat down, bringing my legs to my chest. I plugged in the ear buds to my iPod and turned on the song. I loved this song, so I turned it up a bit. it was I Wanna Hold You Hand sang by T.V. Carpio. Hell, what I would give to just hold Sam's hand...

Oh yeah, I'll tell you something
I think you'll understand
When I say that something
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand

Oh, please, say to me
You'll let me be your man
and please, say to me

You'll let me hold your hand
Now let me hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand

And when I touch you I feel happy, inside
It's such a feeling
That my love
I can't hide
I can't hide
I can't hide

Yeah you, got that something
I think you'll understand
When I say that something
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand

I wanna hold your hand.

I glance through the screen door at Sam and Emily. I quickly looked away because the sight of them hurt. I wiped away tears I didn't realize had fallen.

"Hey." I heard a voice. I jumped and looked up. I turned off my iPod as Sam chuckled.

"You get scared easily don't ya?" He joked. I chuckled softly.

"Now tell me what's wrong." He demanded. I frowned.

"Nothing's wrong." I lied pathetically. He looked at me skeptically.

"Obviously something is wrong if your crying, Embry." He had a point. I looked down.

He sighed and sat down next to me on the huge chair, and slung an arm around my shoulder. I suppressed a shudder at his bare skin on mine.

And when I touch you I feel happy, inside. I thought.

"Embry, something is bothering you, don't make me command you to talk about it. I don't like my pack being unhappy." He said.

Damn, why is he so caring? No way I deserve this. I had to restrain myself from burying my face in his broad chest.

"I just don't wanna talk about right now." I said quietly and looked up at him.

Yeah you, got that something, I think you'll understand. I thought again.

"Ok. But, you don't mind if I stay out here do ya? Emily is cooking and the other guys are..."

"Immature." We said in unison.

We both laughed. I haven't laughed since I imprinted on him. And I had a feeling he din;t laugh too much, especially since he always had a stone cold expression most of the time. I could those walls start to come down. Though it only seemed to happen around me. And I was happy about that.

I glanced at him again.

I wanna hold your hand.


In my world, it was pretty long.

the song is I Wanna Hold Your Hand sang by T.V. Carpio, but is written by the Beatles. I really couldn't;t think of a more perfect song, right?

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