(A/N: Thnx to Alice'slilsister for her positive comments. She complimented my story so here's one on hers. You have to read her story Edward on Parental Control, its awesum~. Thnx for reading everyone! OH and BTW I have the disclaimer for all this on my page if you were ever wondering XD I don't own Twilight! OH, and be warned, this is the Longest chapter yet!)
K POV
I continued to talk with Renesmee, sharing many stories of some of the better things I had done in my life… but I was continually worrying about Seth in the back of my mind. I'd only just met him and yet it felt like I was obsessing over him…
Edward chuckled from behind me and a fury built up inside of me, but I quickly controlled it.
Then I heard a rustling in the trees. Forgetting Renesmee, I stood up and went over to the door.
Seth stepped out of the brush and I smiled to myself. When he noticed me, he smiled back.
He was soooo gorgeous, more so than any other man I'd ever met.
Seth walked over to me, his shirt off (like it had been before). He stopped in front of me.
Edward chuckled again.
Seth looked at the ground for a second. "So… Krystle…" he started. I smiled at the way he said my name. It made butterflies in my stomach.
"Wanna go see a movie? Maybe go out to eat?" he finished.
I looked up and realized the sun was setting, and then I looked back at him, smiling gently. "Of course, I'd love to."
S POV
My grin grew when she answered. I'd expected her to say yes, assuming she felt the same way about me that I did about her, but it still excited me to hear her say that "Yes" all the same. It made me extremely happy.
That's when my happy moment (which had sent my spirits soaring) came crashing right back. I may be 16, but I didn't have a car.
"Seth," I heard from across the room. I took a step into the house and glanced at Edward. He grinned and chucked some keys at me.
"Go ahead, take the Volvo." He winked at me. "Just don't wreck it… please."
I grinned back. "Scout's honor," I told him, then turned around, and gently slipped my hand into Krystle's. She looked at me and smiled a gentle, breath-taking, smile. I lead her to their garage.
I took her over to the Volvo and opened the passenger door for her. She stepped in and I shut it behind her before going around to the driver's side and also getting in.
As I started up the car and backed it out of the garage, I could feel Krystle's gaze on me. That's when I realized that I didn't have a shirt on… Usually that wouldn't bother me but with HER….
I shifted, a bit uncomfortable but not totally, in my seat. Krystle chuckled.
"We'll… I'll have to stop by a clothing store before we go anywhere…" she commented and I could hear the smile in her voice. "Don't worry; I have cash… and a good taste in clothes." I glanced over at her and she winked at me.
"I trust you."
The words…they came so naturally, so easily, I didn't even have to think about it… Then I realized that I really DID trust her…
Her smile grew and one also began to blossom on my face. I kept glancing at her… she was distracting me.
Krystle laughed and then gestured with her head towards the windshield. "Drive," she commanded.
I rolled my eyes but a smile was still on my face as I looked back at the road as we went through Forks and towards Port Angels.
We continued our conversation all the way to Port Angels, swapping questions and answers with each other; what your favorite color, favorite outfit, favorite animal, what are some hobbies you have, favorite movie stars…
When we got to "favorite songs or music types" her answer surprised me.
"I like the oldies…." She confessed, "I'm crazy about the Beatles and Aerosmith, especially the Scorpions and Def Leppard… but I also like some of the new artists… Ke$ha is okay… P!nk is too… but I really LOVE the song "Secrets" by One Republic." She flashed her beautiful grin at me.
"Wow…" I murmured and her smile turned into a worried look.
"No, I don't mean it that way," I instantly tried to comfort. "I LOVE Def Leppard and the Scorpions… and Eminem… but I was just surprised that a girl like YOU would too…"
Her look turned to a confused… almost offended look.
"A girl like what…" she prompted, still a bit offended.
I instantly tried to sooth her again. "I meant it in a good way… like I didn't expect such a pretty, beautiful, outgoing… strong-willed… intelligent…." My words slowed, getting stuck in my throat as her look changed again. It turned to amused as I'd quickly explained then slowly turned… caring… admiring as I began to explain what a wonderful person I already thought she was.
She had a slight smile on her face as she shook her head. "You don't know me at all…" she whispered, her eyes saddened.
K POV
His words were so sweet… so loving and I could tell that he was being honest in confessing how he thought of me… how he pictured me in his mind… but he couldn't be more off. I was none of those things, I killed, I maimed for the fun of it, I was not always the most intelligent in my decision making (though I was today when I chose to go with Alice… She led me to Seth), and was definitely NOT as gorgeous as he pictured me… I was a murderer, and those who killed innocents, who had blood on their hands, weren't beautiful… but he didn't know that about me…
My expression (which had been utterly loving and caring) saddened. I was smiling, but in denial, as I shook my head.
"You don't know me at all…" whispered out of my mouth.
Seth's smile saddened also. "As much as I'd like to deny that, I can't…" Then he reached over and stroked my cheek, glancing between me and the road. "but you can change that," he finished.
I blushed, I actually BLUSHED (I'd never done that before).
I leaned closer to him as he looked back at the road and whispered in his ear, "I WILL change it… over dinner and a movie, like you promised."
Seth shivered the slightest as me breath blew on him. I cracked a small happy smile at his reaction, and then leaned back in my seat as Port Angels began to come into view on the horizon. It was too early for human eyes… but WE weren't human.
We were so much more.
Seth looked at me, his face a bit flushed. I smiled again, my smile loving once more. Then he turned back to look out the windshield.
Port Angels grew closer and we entered the city limits.
"Okay, shirts first," I said. "There should be an Aeropostale right around this bend."
I was right. Seth sighed and pulled over to the curb as I got out some cash from my back pocket. I glanced over him one more time and then said, "I'll be right back… and then you'll look stunning… Maybe even more so than you do now." I winked at him and he flushed a bit more under his russet skin. I got out of the car and shut the door silently behind me before heading over to the store.
A man was working behind the counter. He looked up as I opened the door and stepped gracefully into the building. He smiled at me and instantly walked over.
"Can I help you with something?" He asked eagerly.
I brushed past him, inhaling as I went. Then I froze, he smelled so good. I could feel my thirst burning faintly in the back of my throat.
I shook my head after a moment, I had to control myself; for Seth.
I shook my head again and answered the still eagerly waiting man as I headed over to the men's shirts.
"I'm fine thank you, but would you mind coming with me to look at these shirts?"
Of course he didn't mind, he followed me quickly as I looked through some hot looking shirts. When I found one I thought that would look cute on Seth, I held it up on the man and visualized his face as Seth's.
It took me a while, but I finally found a shirt I really liked. It was white and grey with an AERO going down the front left of it. It was sexy.
I purchased and headed out of the store without another word, much to the disappointment of the clerk; Matt.
I headed back over to the Volvo, feeling Seth's eyes on me the whole time as I went around to the passenger's side and climbed back into the vehicle.
S POV
I watched her through the window as she shopped. She seemed determined to make sure the shirt was JUST right because it seemed to take her for-ever to decide on one. It made me a bit nervous for the big reveal.
And then there was the man who worked there that was helping her, he was getting on my nerves. I wanted to go in there and punch him shouting, "BACK OFF SHE'S MINE!"
But, I couldn't because of the same reason she was in there, I didn't have a shirt on.
Of course, if he went any further with his flirting, a lack of a shirt wouldn't stop me from beating some sense into him, and some manners.
Finally, after what seemed like ages, Krystle picked out a shirt and headed to the check-out. The man who'd helped her the whole time checked her out and then she headed out of the store.
I watched as she headed around to the passenger side. She had a smile on her face and I knew that SHE knew that I was watching. She climbed into the car and sat down. I waited patiently for her to speak.
Krystle looked at me and flashed a smile. Then she whipped out the shirt.
I looked it over and cracked a grin.
"Well?" she asked, wanting a comment as she waved the shirt in front of me.
I suddenly leaned in a kissed her on the cheek. I did it without thinking, but it felt so right. "It's perfect, you were right when you said you have good taste."
Krystle had a surprised look on her face, but a wondrous look in her eyes as I pulled back, taking the shirt with me. I slipped it on and a grin was on her face once I had.
"Well?" I asked, repeating her question.
"You look sexy," she whispered, obviously happy.
I laughed. "Good, and all thanks to you."
She continued to grin as I started the car back up and began to head down the street again.
"So where do you want to go to eat?" I asked as I stopped at a stoplight.
Krystle sighed a "Hm…" as she thought about it. Then she shrugged. "I don't know," she admitted.
I waited as she continued to think.
"I honestly have never been here before… only twice but I never stayed long enough to actually know the restaurants here…" Krystle told me, then she leaned closer to me, "so how 'bout you choose?"
I thought about it, trying to ignore her breath on me as she waited for an answer. When we stopped at another stoplight, I'd decided.
"How about an Olive Garden?" I asked, glancing over at her as I waited for my turn.
She smiled. "That sounds excellent actually."
I beamed. "Good, because that's now where we are going."
K POV
I laughed as Seth pulled up in front of Olive Garden. He was so sweet.
Seth got out and went around and opened my door for me just as I was about to. I smiled at him, but shook my head. I laughed once more as I stepped out of the car.
I waited until Seth closed my door before stepping closer to him and slipping my arm through his, and then intertwining our hands.
Seth flashed a warm grin at me and I flushed a bit.
We walked into Olive Garden, and the woman behind the counter looked up.
"Table for two?" she guessed, smiling at us. I liked her already.
Seth nodded. "A booth, too, if possible."
"Of course," she agreed.
I noticed that the restaurant wasn't very busy as she led us towards a spot in the back, giving us privacy.
I liked her even more.
"Is this good?" she asked, still smiling gently.
Seth nodded. "Perfect," he said.
She nodded at us. "Your waiter will be out in a bit," she said before walking away.
I sat down on one side and Seth sat across from me. I opened my menu and glanced over the drinks. I wanted a Coke.
I then turned to the entrée section and began to look over it. That's when I noticed, out of my peripheral vision, Seth looking at me.
My breath caught as I looked up at him. I flushed a bit when he didn't look away.
Seth reached across the table and stroked my cheek.
"You really are beautiful," he whispered.
I leaned into his hand, smiling as I looked into his eyes.
Then Seth leaned forward.
I closed my eyes as our lips touched. I sighed and kissed him softly just as he kissed me. It felt so good.
When he pulled back, he sighed, but he was obviously happy.
"So beautiful…" he repeated.
I flushed once more and then leaned back as our waiter came over.
"My name is P.J. and I will be serving you today," he greeted, not acting at all like the man at Aeropostale. I bet he already had a girlfriend. "Have you decided on your drinks yet?"
Seth nodded, then gestured towards me.
"I'll have a Coke," I told him.
"And I'll have a 7-up," Seth told him.
P.J. nodded. "I'll be right back with those," he told us, and then walked away.
Seth sighed and glanced back at me, grinning a VERY cute, lopsided grin.
I smiled at him. "Look at your menu," I ordered.
Seth sighed and put his menu up in front of him, as did I.
Just then, P.J. came back with our drinks and breadsticks.
"Do you need some more time?" he asked.
Seth put the menu down. "Yes please," he told him.
P.J. nodded and walked away.
We looked at our menus for a bit and I finally decided on tortilla soup and a Caesar salad when we both suddenly put our menus down.
"I decided, how about you?" we asked at the same time, then burst out laughing.
"What do you want?" Seth asked.
"Tortilla soup and a salad, Caesar salad," I told him. Then I cocked one eyebrow. "You do have money, right? I mean, I don't mind paying, but–"
Seth laughed again, such a carefree laugh, cutting me off. "Yes, I have cash," he reassured. Then he looked at me, "and I'm paying for everything."
The look in his eyes (a serious yet caring look, with a gentleman touch too it) dared me to challenge.
"I can pay for my own snacks at the theatre," I said.
Seth shook his head. "Nope. I'm paying," he said back.
I opened my mouth to speak when Seth picked up a breadstick and took a bite of it viscously, making me laugh as he growled while he chewed it.
"You eat like a hungry wolf," I commented and we both laughed.
"You should eat, too," he informed me.
I sighed and picked up a breadstick, taking a more delicate bite than he had. He chuckled and took another viscous bite of his.
"Mm…." I muttered, enjoying the breadstick. They were very good.
P.J. came back.
"Ready to order?"
Seth nodded, swallowing his bite. "I'll have the Steak Toscano, Well done."
P.J. nodded and then turned to look at me.
"I'll have the Tortilla Soup and a Caesar Salad," I told him.
P.J. grinned. "Good choices. I'll come back with your food when it's ready, your salad will come first. Enjoy your breadsticks," he said, and with that, he turned and left.
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