Hi (:

I begin with a little Robin P.O.V. A kind of end for Chapter 6; Shopping!
I thought it was Embry's turn to have a conversation from his P.O.V.

Hope you like it !

xx

P.S The text that is bold, like this, is a text message. You probably would figure that out on your own,
but just so you know.

Robin P.O.V

We had talked for hours, when my Phone vibrated. Three missing calls and a text massage. Strange, I hadn't noticed anything.

Robin. Call me. NOW.

I could tell that my mom texted that too me.

"Who's that?" Colin asked, leaning closer to me, trying to read the message.

"My mom. I forgot the time."

"You should call her," Colin said.

"I was getting on that one," I sighed and left the table. I walked in an alley, calling my mother who was on my speed dial.

"Mom I-"

"ROBIN!" she yelled through the phone, not letting me finish. "WHY AREN'T YOU AT HOME? YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE HOME AN HOUR AGO!"

"Mom relax, I-"

"DON'T TELL ME TO RELAX! I WAS SICK OF WORRY! YOU DIDN'T ANSWER YOUR PHONE.."

"I know! And I'm sorry! I'll go home right now."

"You better will!"

She hung up and I walked back to Daisy and Colin. They were talking – and Colin suddenly stopped when he saw me.
He had this strange sparkle in his eyes, which was kind of cute.

"I'll have to go. I'm way too late," I explained. Daisy nodded and stood up, Colin doing the same.

"Am I allowed to drive you home, ma'am?" he asked with a polite voice. I laughed.

"I'm on my bike – I don't have a car." He raised one eyebrow, definitely not believing me.

"Seriously, my bike is over there," I said, really meaning it. I pointed at the bike sheds.

"The pink one?"

"Purple," I corrected him. He clicked with his tongue.

"I still can give you a ride. My car's big enough to put your bike in there."

"And Daisy's?" I asked, expecting him to say no.

"I think so. I have my dad's car now, so it should fit."

"Thanks, but no thanks. I don't think my mom will appreciate it if I get home too late and then come home with a stranger."

'And I don't know if I can really trust you', I added in my thoughts. Though, Colin was a very nice guy.
I don't think he is a rapist, but I shouldn't make my mom angry now. If that was possible.

"I understand. And is it okay with you if I have your number?" he asked, again in a sweet voice.

My first reaction was 'no', but he was so nice to me today. I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote it down swiftly.

"I really have to go now, see ya."

"Bye, beauty," he winked at me. I smiled and looked at the ground. I was so bad at these things.

Embry P.O.V

"You're grounded!" Robin's mother said in a strict voice, still calm.

Robin didn't argue with her, but went straight to her room. I was this afternoon just as worried as her mother was.
She promised to be home early, but she was at least 1 and a half hour too late. It was so unlike her. She sat on her chair, sighing.
She was definitely not happy with herself that she was so late, but I could tell that there happened something else.
Something she liked. Bought a lot of clothes? Find new shoes?

I never understood the relationships between shoes and woman.
Once, I hid the best shoes of Kim, Leah, Emily and Nessie. Nessie, Kim and Emily didn't really bother. They just thought it was weird.
But leah.. oh boy, she was furious. I almost gave her the shoes back when she interrogated every man, she couldn't believe that a woman did it, in LaPush.
I couldn't stop laughing when it was my turn. Leah being angry was just a joke. I admit to her that it was me and she chased me for three days.
If I could do it again, I would grab my chance.

When her head was resting on her desk, her eyes closed, I walked to her room. She opened her eyes quickly and smiled when she saw me.
She jumped out of her seat and ran towards me.

"You're back!" she said joyfully, a little surprised.
She wanted to give me a hug – her arms wanted to wrap around me – but she hesitated. It didn't bother me, I was already happy that she missed me.

"You sound surprised," I said, looking into her eyes. She looked at her feet, embarrassed.

"I didn't think about you a lot today, so I thought I had to wait until tomorrow." I frowned, not understanding what she meant.

"So, when you think a lot about me, I suddenly show up?" I laughed about her theory.

"I know it's stupid. But you weren't there last night.."
I shrugged.

Then her phone vibrated. I wanted to grab her cell phone, which was closer to me than to her, but she managed to slip alongside me.
I followed her, not making to much sound. She had a text message, from an unknown number.

He beauty ;) Hope you don't have too much trouble.
Had a nice time in the city. I hope to see
you soon. xx Colin

She quickly hid her cell phone when she noticed I stood behind her.

"Who's Colin?" I said curious.

"Nobody," she said, storing her cell phone.

I lifted her up and threw her on her bed. I tickled her, demanding to tell me who Colin was.
She laughed and protested at the same time. She couldn't get out her words.

"Embry!" she could say between the laughing.

"You know what you have to do," I smiled.

Then she pushed my arms away. I didn't use all my strength to tickle her – I could easily break a bone – it was unexpected.
I fell almost face forward, but I could catch myself with my arms, my hands next to her. I could feel her breath on my skin. Her eyes sparkled.

"So, is Colin your secret boyfriend?" I teased.

Her eyebrow became a frown, her eyes looking weird at me. She was so close now, it was hard to resist.
It was stupid that I didn't allow myself to touch her.

"No, definitely not."

"Then what is he?" I asked curious. I smiled flirty at her, hoping that she would tell me the truth.

"I met him this afternoon. He's kind of cute, but I-" then she suddenly stopped.

She looked at me, her face screaming for a reaction. I was done with holding myself, and let me fall next to her.

"Are you mad?" she whispered. I laughed, amused. She cared about my feelings.

"Should I be mad?" I asked. She played with her fingers, nervously.

"I feel like, I betray you or something. I can't describe it." She still focused on her hands.

"Like in cheating?" I asked, wondering if we were a thing.

She punched my shoulders.

"Ouch! You're hard," she complained, smudging her hand.

"I'm sorry, but you should have known that," I said, taking her hand. I gave a quick kiss. "There – does it still hurt?"

She couldn't answer right away – her heart was beating loud and hard now.
I was glad that she didn't punch me, I didn't want her to break her hand. Or wrist.

"That felt.." she was searching for the right word, "Real."

That got my concentration. I was breaking the rules now.

"So, you're dream Embry is now a good hand kisser?" I joked, with a nervous undertone.

"You know, what if you weren't a dream? What if that stupid potion worked?" she asked.

"Potion?" I asked, not understanding. Was she a magician? Well, that was fine with me – after all I wasn't human either.

"I went to a fair, with my friend Daisy. She really had to go to this man, who could give fictional characters a life."

Yeah sure, but I had a life back in LaPush. I wasn't really fictional, was I? How else could I be alive?

"He made a potion, and you had to drink it. It looked very filthy, but the taste was good actually. Like I tasted all kinds of fruit, all mixed up together."
Wait, she seriously drank a potion from a weird man on a fair?

"That could be dangerous – you never know what he might put in that potion," I warned her.

"I thought so, too. But Daisy drank first, and was still alive. So I thought I could try it, too, though it was a swindle."

I had to come up with an idea, to convince her that I wasn't real. My eyes flickered around me, staying at the camera.
I could make a picture, and then delete it later.

"May I borrow your camera?" I asked, smiling.

"Sure," she answered, not understanding why I need a camera.

I jumped off the bed and grabbed it. I turned it on, sat on the floor in front of her bed and hold the camera away from me.

"Say cheese," I said, clicking on a button. The camera flashed and Robin tried to grab the camera.

"I want to see the picture," she said complaining when I hold it further then her arm could reach.

"Be patient, I'll show you."

I had no idea which button I was supposed to push, but I managed to show the picture.
She was looking gorgeous, of course. Maybe I'll keep the picture anyway.

"You look nice," she said, holding her head crooked.

"You look much better," I complimented her. She shook her head, not willing to start the discussion.

I looked outside, it was almost dark now. I should let her sleep.

"It's time," I whispered, my fingertip touching her nose before I stood up.

"Time to go?" she raised her eyebrows. "Do you have a time limit?"
I smiled.

"Like you said, dreams can't last forever."

"Sometimes it does," she challenged.

"Nice try. Goodnight Robin." I quickly touched her cheek and left the room.

"Wait!" She ran behind me. "Will I see you tomorrow?"

"Are you afraid that this is the last time?" I said, happy that she liked me around her.

"Yeah, but will you?" her voice sounded insecure.

"I will," I promised her.

I couldn't help myself, and stroke quickly her cheek again, breaking my rule.
I was such a cheater..