"Look at what I found, Missy. Two hot guys all alone. What should we do?" I stood as close to Emmet as I could, hoping I was masking how nervous I was. Emmett's eyes roamed over my body. He cracked a goofy grin, as he licked his bottom lip.
"You look hot as hell tonight, Sam," Emmett finally managed to say, after a few seconds of just looking me over.
"I'm just following orders. It's the least I could do after running out on you," I said, leaning over the bar calling the waiter. My body froze at the touch of his hand on the small of my back. He stood next to me leaning down to my ear.
"It's ok beautiful. I understand. We'll talk about that another time. Tonight is about fun," he whispered in my ear before kissing my neck, giving me goose bumps with his icy lips. I ordered drinks then looked over at Missy attempting to flirt with Jasper. He seemed really into her. I was glad. My best friend needs a good guy in her life; someone to make her blush the way he has been. It was great seeing her smile again. Nether one of us had done much of that since the Jerk offs. When I looked back over, Emmett had sat back down and was smiling over at me.
"What?" I asked feeling my own cheeks burn.
"Nothing, I told you I like to admire you. You hold true beauty in every sense of the way." I didn't know what to say to that. So I pounded my drink thinking fuck it, have fun, and live the college life. I smirked at Emmett setting my glass down moving closer to him, where I pushed open his legs wedging myself between them.
"You don't need to keep throwing pick up lines at me. You had me with just your smile." I smiled at him kissing his cheek, then saw Missy and Jasper dancing. Emmett wrapped a hand around my waist pulling me a little closer to him.
"Is that right? Do I have you?" he asked intently staring into my eyes. I giggled running my finger tips along his jaw line.
"Can you handle me?" I cooed walked away from him, making my way over to Missy, where I cut in between her and Jasper to dance. I smiled over at the boys as Missy and I began to dance on each other. Something we would do to keep the guys back home off of us. We would go out just to have fun, not looking for more Quileute's assholes to fuck with our hearts. I kept my eyes on Emmett as he kept his on me. I wanted to laugh seeing his mouth fall slightly open as Missy made her way down to the floor with her hands running all over me. The look on his face was priceless. Jasper was more shocked then turned on. It was so funny to watch as they both looked at each other with blank stares then back over to us.
After the song, we made our way back over to the bar, where Missy was wasting no time pounding her drinks. I have to admit I was impressed with her willingness to get fucked up. Emmett handed me my drink when I got back over to him. I smiled taking it, then once again sliding between his legs but with my back towards him. I sipped on my Long Island iced tea, moving my hips to the beat of the music. I wasn't really listening to it because I was too busy planning my next move, that was until Emmett leaned forward kissed the back of my neck and pressed himself into me.
"Your too damn sexy for your own good, you know that?" Emmett growled playfully in my ear. I inhaled a deep breath and turned to look at him. I smiled looking him up and down. He seemed too good to be true; like at any second he would disappear into thin air. I smiled at him then looked down at the floor. Emmett lifted my chin with his index finger so I would look at him. "Why do you doubt my intentions?" Emmett asked searching my face for something I didn't think I had in me.
"I don't doubt you, Emmett. I doubt myself." I said looking up at him, Emmett turned his head to the side not understanding me. "I know Missy talked to you, and I know you said you wanted to talk later. So that's what we will do. Come on come dance with me," I said pulling on his arm. Emmett followed behind me keeping his hand on the small of my back guiding me.
We danced most of the night away, teasing each other. Emmett did whatever he could to make me laugh including some dance moves I'd rather not describe to you. By the end of the night, Missy had left with Jasper leaving me to drive Emmett home. Well, he insisted on driving. I know I just met him, but something about him had my full attention. For some reason, I really trusted him. That's why when he turned the opposite way of the dorms I didn't freak out. Instead I took his hand in mine and smiled at him.
"Why are you so cold?" I asked rubbing my hand over his icy smooth hand. Emmett seemed to tense up as he cleared his throat.
"It's Alaska, baby. Why are you so warm?" he tried to joke, sounding a little nervous. I looked at him staring at the road thinking he is a bit strange, but in a sexy way.
"Here we are." Emmett said turning off the car as we sat parked in front of a park. Emmett pulled off his sweater and opened his door. Great, I'm half naked in Alaska, and he wants to walk around at the park. Emmett was at my door before I even got fully out. He held open his jacket, draping it over my shoulders.
"Aren't you cold?" I asked looking back at him. Emmett let out a booming laugh.
"I was born and raised here. Cold is warm to me. The weather right now is perfect for a little summer stroll. Come on trust me." Emmett said giving me the sweetest smile.
"I guess I have a lot to get used to about this place," I said looking around the breath taking view. Everything seemed so much prettier here, than anything I have ever seen. I looked around mesmerized with all the snow. I looked up and saw the beautiful Aurora Borealis. I stood on the icy side walk looking around at the wood play ground, seeing the snow covered mountains and the beautiful blue and greens of the lights in the sky.
"Come on," Emmett said holding his hand out for me to take. I laughed at him shaking my head. "What? Don't you trust me?" He grinned at me with his hand still out.
"You want me to walk in the snow in my heals?" I asked with a raised eyebrow looking down at my feet.
"Right. Wow you sounded like my sister. Ahh, Alice. She said I might need these. I'll be right back," Emmett said, putting pieces together that I didn't know were missing. When he came back, he had some black Lugs. Emmett handed them to me. "Come on. Put them on. They're new, and they look about your size." He snickered to himself like I was missing some joke.
"I don't think your sister will want some random girl wearing her new Lugs," I said handing them back. Emmett gave them back.
"Babe, trust me on this. It's fine. Put them on and let's go have some real fun." He seemed excited to be here, and honestly I wasn't ready to go home and leave him just yet. So I put the Lugs on that luckily had fresh socks stuffed in them.
"So, you're just a big kid huh?" I asked as I walked in front of him inching to get on the swings. Emmett laughed putting an arm around my neck.
"You got a problem with me liking to have fun?" he said smacking his lips on my cheek, then jumping up on the monkey bars. I rolled my eyes watching him show of his muscular arms.
"Not at all, I think it's great you can let loose and just have fun," I said, watching him swing back and forth. I giggled when he hung himself upside down like a bat.
"Well, you never know when your whole life is suddenly laid out for you. So, you have to live it to the fullest." Emmett dropped down in front of me. "One day you might wake up to someone saying this is how it is; you're with this person, you love this person, this is who you are, you could wake up with no choice." The way he spoke had me thinking he knew all that from experience. His eyes seemed distant, far away. He seemed lost.
"Yeah, or you could wake up and have someone tell you you're not good enough anymore. You could wake up from your perfect world to look around and have nothing left; just an empty feeling inside," I said as we made over way over to the swings. Emmett started to slowly push me while I started to think of my parents, Paul, and how I had nothing to go back to in La Push.
"Whoever thinks you're not good enough is a damn fool. I'll prove it to you," Emmett said stopping my swing causing me to look up at him. He smiled at me like he knew more about me then I thought he did.
"Tell me more about yourself Emmett," I said, changing the subject, honestly wanting to know as much about him as possible.
"What do you want to know?" he asked taking a seat next to me.
"I don't know. What are your goals? What do you want to do with your life? Tell me about your childhood? Your siblings, favorite song. I want to know it all," I said shyly looking away from him. Emmett chuckled to himself.
"You want to know all that about me?" he asked sounding surprised.
"Well, yeah. I want to get to know you. Just like you cornered Missy to get to know me." I looked over at him laughing. "I would just rather hear it from you, yourself."
"In my defense, if I would have asked you, would you have told me?"
"Probably not." I looked away being honest.
"Right. Well, I'll tell you everything you want to know. Just promise me you will tell me everything I want to know. If this relationship is going to work we have to be honest with each other." I looked at Emmett like he was crazy. He flashed me a bright knowing smile.
"Relationship?" I asked with a raise eyebrow. Emmett let out a booming laugh, nodding his head.
"Yes, relationship. I know we really just met, but, hey, dating is about getting to know someone, and Alice can see us together. I mean, from what I have told her about you, she says she can picture a girl like you and a guy like me together." Emmett sort of stuttered over his words, looking over at me. I stared blankly over at Emmett, remembering random moments of Paul's and mine relationship. A lot of times, when we would fight he would say certain shit that has stuck with me.
Flash back.
"Fuck you, Paul! I only saw you flirting with her!" I yelled at him, walking away from him; going toward Missy and Jacob waiting for me.
"Fuck me! Sam I didn't do anything. She asked me a fucking question. I answered!" Paul yelled from behind me, grabbing at my wrist. "Why don't you trust me!" He flipped me around to look at him.
"I don't know, maybe because you fucked half the school. I don't even know why I'm with you!" I said pulling away from him. "You fucked her before didn't you?" I asked in a lower tone. Paul looked hurt for a second, before he lashed out at me again.
"A long ass time ago, yeah I fucked her. Sam, I stopped fucking around for you, and we don't even fuck that often," he snapped, announcing it to the whole school. "I should be fucking around, Sam. If you're gonna be assuming that shit, then I should."
"Then go do it, fucking jerk," I yelled holding back the tears. "Go fuck whoever you want, Paul. You don't have to be with me." I started to walk away from him.
"Are you breaking up with me, Sam?" He chased after me. "You do know you will never find anyone made as perfect for you as me. You and I were meant for each other, and you're the one making it hard by accusing me of fucking every damn girl." Paul sounded panicked grabbing my hand. "Baby, I love you. You're my everything. I would never cheat on you. I couldn't do that to you. You mean too much. Stop this shit please," he begged me, trying to pull me into a hug. "Baby, you can trust me. I wasn't flirting with her. You're all I want." I shoved him away from me.
"What? The sex we have isn't good enough for you?" I asked feeling like I should give in to him ,but I didn't want to. What he said still hurt, even if it was out of anger.
"Are you serious? When we have sex, it's fucking amazing, baby. The best I have ever had. I told you that. Fuck! Why don't you trust me?"
"Because I have known you most of my life and I have heard all the times you would laugh saying how you lied to get into some girls pants." I crossed my arms looking at him. Paul sighed, taking a step back, looking at me.
"Love, yeah I did my dirt, but I didn't give a fuck about them. If you weren't so damn mean to me, we would have been together a long time ago. Since the day I met you, I have always thought we should have been together. Even though you made me cry the first day we meet." I held in my laugh at the memory of the day I met Missy and how I was introduced to Paul.
"You were laughing at me," I said in my defense, seeing a smile form on his face.
"Listen, babe, and trust me when I say this, I fucked all those girls and was a man whore because I couldn't have you. I was searching for something in them and when I didn't find it, I moved on. Ask Jacob. I have always told him I wanted a girl like you, just a little less bitchy. Then one day, I realized I didn't want someone like you, I wanted you. You and me are meant for each other. If you ever dated anyone else, I guarantee it wouldn't feel right. You'd feel like you were missing something. I know because my entire life I felt like I was missing something until I was with you. You compete me in every way." I stared at Paul not knowing what to say to him. So I didn't say anything, I jumped in his arms crashing my lips into his. We walked backward leaning on someone's car as we made out, making up. I knew he was right, being with him was just right.
End Flash back
Emmett was looking at me ,as I sat there quiet. Since Paul and I have split up, I haven't felt right. Something was missing, until I meet Emmett. Emmett's smile took some of the hurt away, and the gaping hole in my heart began to heal.
"So when you said I can call you mine, you meant it," I finally said knowing that as much as my mind was telling me not to fall for him, doesn't do this to you, my heart was louder, and fully trusted him.
"Yes ma'am, you stole my heart with one look into your eyes. I'm driving Jasper crazy, because all I want to talk about is you, and all he wants to talk about is Missy. You two did something to us we can't explain." I looked into Emmett's eyes wanting to kiss him but not wanting to make that first move.
"So tell me about yourself then," I whispered unable to take my eyes off of him.
"Let's see, my name is Emmett Dale Cullen. I was born to Marie McCarty, and Dale McCarty. I live with my adopted family, Esme and Carslie Cullen. I have a sister named Alice, and a brother named Edward. Jasper is my best friend but also my adopted brother. I'm quickly falling for a young lady named Sam, who has given me whiplash at least twice now. My favorite song right now is "Cry out for me" by Lil Wayne and Mario. It's sort of exactly how I feel about you. I know you have been hurt, but I think I can be the one to heal you, make you have a permanent smile on your face. My favorite color is green because it's the color of your eyes,. If you would have asked me a few weeks ago I would have said blue, but a lot about me has changed these past few days." My chest was pounding in my chest listening to him talk. He seemed so sincere when he spoke about his feelings toward me. I knew it went against everything I was feeling, but I was definitely falling for him.
"A lot about me has changed these past few days, too. Like my heart has opened up for you. Something I thought I'd never be able to do again," I whispered looking over at Emmett.
"So are you free next Friday?" Emmett asked standing in front of me leaning forward with his arms holding on to my swing chains. I giggled at him cause he was wiggling his eyebrows at me.
"Yes I'm free. Why?" I asked looking up at him as he lowered himself down to my level.
"Because I would like to take you out on a proper date." He smiled wide as I suddenly forgot how to breath. His scent wrapped around me, drawing me closer to him. We both leaned in, neither one of us breathing. I closed my eyes wanting to feel his lips against mine, but suddenly Paul's face popped in my mind. He looked hurt and confused. I pulled back without meaning to. "I should take you home. It's almost six am," Emmett whispered with his eyes still closed. I looked at him wanting to just kiss him but I didn't want to make that bold of a move.
"Yeah, Missy is probably wondering were I'm at," I said getting up. Emmett took my hand guiding me back to the car opening my door for me. Before I got in he pulled me to him and kissed my cheek. I smiled at him getting in thinking I found my real soul mate.