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Previously - However, with my high sense of curiosity. I decided to take a quick peep at the stranger's face, seeing as he had saved me from face planting the ground. He had soft full lips, a strong jaw, high cheek bones but it was when i reached his eyes that i lost all sense of reality.

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His eyes. The delicious deep chocolate brown eyes. His pupils seemed to dilate for a moment when I looked into his eyes. I gazed closer into his chocolate orbs carefully recording each individual fleck of different shades of brown. He had laugh lines at the corners of his eyes, although they looked faded recently abandoned. Once again my famous curiosity got the better of me and i thought to myself of all the reasons why they had been left. His dense line of black glossy lashes lay unblinking. His eyes were so warm, deep, I was being captivated in his essence. His scent was just like the forest with the faint hint of dirt. I began to inhale deeply whilst still looking int-

OH HOLY FUDGE CRAP DAMN ! I tore my reluctant eyes away from his face and cut myself off from my delirious daydreaming. OH GOD! How long had I been staring at him? I am such an idiot. He must think I'm a complete and utter head-case! I pulled my shaking hands up to my chaotic head and ran my fingers through my hair. Tugging at the knots, I glanced up at the sky. It had darkened considerably since I had gotten to the beach, the once thunderous clouds had become an even darker shade of grey. Heroically the rain still pounded on. I sighed and resigned my eyes to looking out to the horizon beyond the sea. I could still feel the inescapable stare of the stranger clasping me. Careful not to meet his eyes I looked down once again at his torn trainers, quietly studing them, while i debated whether or not to speak. After several momentsof, comfortable yet on the brink of uneasiness, silence. It was the stranger who broke the ice.

"S-So you like my trainers, huh?" Said the stranger huskily. I smiled beneath my dark curtain of hair, which had slipped past my hood, and out into the rain. He seemed nervous, just like me, he se-. Oh damnit I'm doing it again! Focus. Don't scare off the first person you have met outside of school, in La Push! I calmed my mind by looking out to the dancing sea.

"umm.. yeah they're really cool" I smiled to myself again, I hadn't stuttered. Another moment of calmness passed. Ifelt his omnipresent stare reside from me. I peeped up at him from under my lashes, and was taken aback by what i saw. He was standing in a relaxed yet still courageous way. He looked like a proud but somehow hurt and drawn leader. Our faces were both at the same angle, looking longingly out into the horizon. The rain bounced sturdily off his copper tanned skin. It was then that i realised his skin tone was almost the same as my mother's, yet his appered smother, most likey from the general lack of sunlight in La Push. I shifted my gaze to a large boulder to the left of my body, near a deeming set of sheer cliffs. The boulder was subtly glittering in a small beam of sunlight which fell on it's face. Fixed with the fascination of the glistening light, i started to slowly drag my wellies over to the beam. My feet didn't appear to want to move away from the stranger, but i was determined to satisfy my curiosity. My feet seemed somewhat relieved when i heard a faint crunching of pebbles start to follow me. However, my mind had other ideas, my heel automatically flicked round and my face came to another near collision with the strangers bare, muscular chest.

I had landed yet again in the strong, binding arms of the stranger. Only this time my body wouldn't move, i was demanding my legs to move but they just wouldn't.

"Oh Fudge-Muffins!"I cursed in a whisper. Then, i felt a gracious weight pull me onto my feet. I looked up again, to the strangers face. I tried to avoid eye contact. However my pathetic attempts were useless, his scent was all around me drawing me in even in the rain i could still smell him. Yet again i was stunned by his eyes. It was like i had been tazered, right there in front of him. The stranger's eyes still, somehow, had that same pulling effect on me. I wanted to fall into him, i wante-..

STOP IT! AND STOP IT NOW! LILY COLLINS GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! I yelled mentally at myself while still gazing into his eyes. Suddenly i was broken from his trance.

"Oh Fudge-Muffins?" He asked jokingly, with one of his perfect eyebrows raised. How in the world did he hear that? I had barely even whispered and the rain was hamering down. I felt the sudden chargin rush to my face like lava. Nervously, i felt my words flood out of my mouth.

"Oh t-that...it is kind of a long story..." I looked down from his gaze and started to fiddle with my fingers nervously and still smiling like a fool. They were freezing, and i was trying to sheild them from the rain. Which had now dispersed into a fine mist, it felt like butterflies were fluttering on my hood. The mood wasn't uncomforatble, it seemed lazy, relaxed and happy. I hadn't smiled this much since Dad had di... My smile fell off my face like a windscreen wiper. I shook my head as if to rid of the bad memories.

"Well, i have all the time in the world right now" He spoke kindly with concern. I looked up again to see if me was being sarcastic. I looked into his eyes and was yet again overwelmed by the stangers beauty and kindness. When was this eye thing going to stop? I saw nothing in his eyes except for honesty. Pure honesty, I was beaming again. He was searching my eyes for something, but i was into deep to think of what it could be.

"But if you don't want to, thats cool with me. We have only just met.." He spoke in a panicked voice as if he was afraid of scareing me. Suddenly my mind was in fast forward. And my smile grew wider, he thought he had offended me. Little did he now he was the one tasering me, every 10 seconds.

"Oh, sorry. No, yeah i'll tell you. Ad no need to worry, i talk to strangers all the time" I tried to joke. Yet it fell flat as he looked down at me, his face filled with shock, worry and concern.

"What? You know you're not meant to talk to strangers." He spoke so fast i nearly didn't catch his words.

"Oh no. I know i don't talk to all the strangers i see and not all the time. I was kind of meant to be a joke..." I added the last bit on as an almost inner thought. But he still heard it as his face eased up and one of the biggest smiles i had even seen lit up his face. I wave of happiness rushed through my body like adrenaline, at the sight of seeing him smile at my pathetic attempt of a joke. The atmosphere had grown even happier than before and i felt light headed and radiant. I started to skip over to the boulder which was now only a few feet away. The light still glinted and shone off of it's face. I hauled myself up the slippery smooth surface. I got 3/4 of the way up when i started to slide back down, after all the boulder was about 10 feet high. Suddenly i felt a pair of extremely warm hands on my hips and pushing me up to the top. Normally with a stranger i would have yelled harasment by now or at least called Jenna. Yet i didn't feel uncomfortable with the stranger only happy, nor could i call Jenna. I sat down on the flat slab at the top and dangled my legs over the side. The magnificent stranger was looking at me with a half amused, half confused smile on his face. I laughed out loud to myself, at the joy of having finally reached my destination and at the sight of the strangers expression. I tapped the wet slab next to me and motioned him over. After all he didn't look scary or mad, so no harm done.

I looked down at him, as he gracefully placed his copper tanned hands on top of a ridge in the boulder and pulled his weight while shifting round and sitting perfectly on the slippery slab i had patted. I stared at him in amazement and envy. No way was a younger man of his height and bodybuild that graceful! it's impossible.

"What?" He looked at me innocently with the cutest smile i had ever set eyes on. I melted.

"U-U-Ummmmm.. nothing.." I torn my unwilling eyes away from his face and reverted to looking out at the cliffs which doomed over the boulder.

"So, do i get to here this famous story?"He teased in a joking way.

"Oh yes, sorry. Just day dreaming.." I paused for a moment. I used to tell stories about things that happened all the time, but since he died... I had even heard Mom speaking to Jenna just before we left about "how i need to get back to my old self. Not the shy girl but the shining girl which made everyone happier. And that she hoped this move would help me" or those were my mothers words.. Yet i had barely stepped out of the house for 3 weeks until today, until i met the stranger..

"Okay" His voice was calm but it still shocked me. I snapped out of my day dreaming and tried to focus.

"Right well this is about the Fudge-Muffins thing? Yeah?" He bobbed his head in a silent yes. I looked down at the slabe between us and payed with some of the loose shining chips of the boulder. I sighed deeply and smiled.

"Okay well, Fudge-Muffins was the words me and Jenna, my hectic crazy older sister, made up when we were back home in Arizona. I was a latenight and Jenna was drunk out of her mind, while i stayed sober like a good 15 year old. She was meant to be watching me, the key word being MEANT. Then, i remember when Dad got home early that night, but he was meant to be back the next morning. And because Jenna was so messed up, she just chanted "Fudge-Muffins" the whole time he was telling her off, and giving her the resonsibility lecture... I guess that experiance kind of stuck with us because it is the phrase which we use smetimes instead of swearing." I laughed loudly at my fond stranger was laughing with me. When i had calmed down a little, he turned to me with a smile on his face and said.

"It sounds like you have a really funny sister and a laidback Dad. It sounds great." I felt i chill run down my back. Jenna. Dad. Jenna who was so far away and i hadn't heard from, for days. Dad who i could never see his loving face again, hear his booming laugh or hug his peppermint scented jumper. The smile fell from my face and i felt the rain get heavier. I stared down at my sunshine yellow wellies as i fought of the tears that threatened to pool over my eyes. the crying which threaten to bust my facade. Then suddenly i thought of Mom. My dear Mother. Just out with her friends trying to be happy. Waita minute... What time did she say she'd be home? Oh SHIT! 7pm she said! I took out my old battered nokia with pink barbie stickers, that Jenna had blackmailed me into putting on, which were peeling off. The time was 7.09pm i sighed in relief. I was only a little late, maybe she wasn't back yet knowing Mom probably not. It was from my Mom that Jenna had gotten her irresponsiblilty steak from. But then i saw it... 3 texts and 2 missed call all from Mom. Oh damnit! How long had i been at the beach? How long would it take for me to walk back? My mind was in overdrive. The stranger obviously sensing my panick, looked at me with concern.

"What's wrong are you hurt? What's wrong?" He spoke in a flurry of words which i barely understood, his eyes were frantically searching the forest line at the back of the beach. I couldn't get my words right. I tried to jump down from the boulder to the pebbled beach but was only met with a large, warm barricade at the bottom. I didn't look at his face as i knew that if i looked into his eyes again i would be lost. However late i was i still couldn't face being rude to the kind stranger. And his smell, which was overweling me, helped to calm my senses. I didn't move out of the embrace as akward as it may have seemed. It felt right. I took a deep breath in and looked up to his face, but it was him who had to talk.

"Can You Please Tell Me What's Wrong?" His breath caressed the side of my cheeck and my breathing hitched.

"umm, i'm sorry" I stepped out of his embrace and looked up at him but avoiding eye contact. "It's just that i realised i'm late home and my Mother gets upset." He nodded his head as if he understood.

"Do you need a ride?" I serched him for danger, but i trusted my instinct, something i often do. And my instinct told me to get home as soon as possible and that there was no threat in riding with the stranger.

"Uhh.. Yeah thats really kind of you. Thanks." My speach had calmed down since i knew that i would be home soon and able to see to my Mother. He started off up the beach. I didn't have to walk very fast as our strides matched. But we walked fast all the same, as we both knew that i was in a hurry to get back. I had sent a quick text to my Mom to ease her worry.

Mom, I am fine. Don't worry. I went to the beach. Sorry i wasn't back earlier, like i said. I will be back soon. Hope you had fun with your friends:)

Love you, Lily xxx

A few minutes later i felt the buzzing of an incoming text. I clicked the view button.

okay darling. no later than 8:45 though. Love Mom xxxx

I smiled widley at him and said in a satified tone, "Don't worry about rushing. I've got it sorted"

He lifted his head beamed back at me and took his left hand out of his pocket, where he pointed to a little side road off the beach, which i hadn't noticed before.

"It's just around the corner. And do you mind motorcycles?" He seemed to speak cautiously as if uncertain of my answer. I felt a huge smile spred along my face. Finally. I had someone to share my interest with motorcycles with! All the worry about getting home late now completely vanished. I did a little mental happy dance! Lalalala! I decided in my mental moment that i would tease him a bit.

"Do i like motorcycles? The motorcycles which are highly dangerous, reskless, stupid and arrogant?" I pretended to be disgusted at the mention of motorcycles. His face fell and he ran a hand through he hair, cursing at himself.

"Ahh, well you see ummm-"He rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. I decided to let the penny drop, i didn't like seeing him uncomfortable. It made me uncomfortable...

"ARE YOU KIDDING? I LOVE MOTORCYCLES! NOBODY REALLY UNDERSTANDS THAT THEY ARE THE BEST THING EVER!" I threw my hads around and actually did my mental happy dance out in the open. It included squezzing my eyes shut, laughing, waving my arms about, clicking my fingers to an invisible beat, kicking my wellies in irish skips and wringling my hips in a mental rythmic way! After my little episode. I turned back to the stranger and smiled innocently as if i hadn't done anything.

"What?"I mimicked his earlier phrase. His face was one of pure shock and mock horror. Then after several moments of innocent silence. He collapsed to the wet pebbled beach in fits of loud deep laughing fits, i got the strangest giddy feeling and i too burst into hysterics.

Finally, once we had both calmed down enough to speakand had dried off our wet faces, as the rain had, had it's chance to attack us. I looked up to his face and saw tear stains running down the side of his face embeded in his laughing lines. His once abandoned laughing lines were now back. And his face was almost glowing with laughter.

This gave me the strangest feeling of feeling whole, happy, complete and almost back to my normal self.

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