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As the months passed, I learnt more and more about werewolves. I learnt that they were mortal enemies of vampires and that there were some vampires in and around Forks. Jacob wouldn't tell me who were the vampires, but he said they weren't dangerous. I also found out about many other weird things that happened with the werewolves. Like, when one of the boys was in wolf form and someone else also was, they could hear all of each other's thoughts. I thought that it would be pretty embarrassing while being annoying, but Jacob said that it helped to kill vampires when you can see and hear everyone's thoughts.

Jacob also told me about imprinting. He told me that for the werewolves it was a sort of love at first sight type thing, but it was stronger. He said that they don't technically "fall in love" with the person, but instead they become sort of addicted to the person. He explained it was like having a crystal meth addiction but with no side effects. He said that it was hard to go a day without your imprint and that they were the most important person in your life. I asked Jacob if he had an imprint and he said that he did and that I was it.

After he told me that, we were almost inseparable. At school he almost never left my side, other than when we were in class. And outside of school wild animals couldn't pull us apart. Even at night when I was in my bed, Jacob would sometimes sneak into my room and stay the night. My parents never found out, and neither did Brandon.

I had to admit, I did start to feel guilty about cheating on Brandon. He still loved me and called me once a week. I did talk to him, Jacob absentmindedly playing with my hair as I did, but he started to notice change. He started to notice I had less and less to say to him and that I seemed to forget what we were talking about. And one time he mentioned Jacob and I freaked out.

"So Nicole, what's happened to that Jacob kid?" He asked one night. I was lying on my bed in Jacob's arms, talking to Brandon on speakerphone. I stiffened up as he asked about Jacob and I felt anger course through my body.

"Nothing," I snapped as Jacob traced designs on my face with his hand. "Jacob is a great kid and I got him wrong. He's the nicest person I have met in La Push and I don't want you to ask about him again."

"Did he brainwash you or something Nic. You hated him before." I let out a deep breath.

"Yeah that was then, this is now. I got him wrong, big deal. Now shut up about him." I hung up and turned to Jacob.

"I'm sorry you had to hear that Jake," I said, laying my head on his chest and closing my eyes.

"It's okay, you've changed and now your mine.' Jacob laughed and kissed me slowly on the forehead. I sat up and turned around. Soon my lips found Jacobs lips. Like always they were hot and soft, caressing mine with care. My fingers tangled in his hair as his moved up and down my back. I never wanted the moment to end.

But I did feel guilty about it. I remembered that there was a time that I told myself I was going to marry Brandon and have his children, but I changed. I still did feel something for Brandon, but I didn't ache for him anymore. I still loved him, but it wasn't lover's love, but rather love for a friend. But he still loved me.

"What's wrong Nicole?" Jacob asked me once he noticed I wasn't talking. I sighed and closed my eyes. I was lying in bed once again and Jacob was beside me. I didn't have time to answer him because my phone started ringing. I knew it was Brandon so I didn't make a move to answer it. But someone else did.

"Nicole, the phones for you," my father called from the living room. I sighed and slowly picked up my cordless phone, having to sit up.

"Hello," I said, my voice having no emotion in it. I turned on speakerphone and put my phone down on the bed.

"Hey Nic, how's life?" Brandon answered. I closed my eyes and slowly laid back down in Jacob's arms. He started kissing my neck, trying to be as quiet as he could.

"Amazing," I said, letting out a big breath, not wanting to let out any sound.

"Really? You miss me still?" He asked. Jacob stopped kissing me and waited for my answer.

"Yes," I answered not really lying. It was true that I missed him but not the way he was missing me.

"Well I'm coming down tomorrow, remember." I paused and Jacob started kissing my neck again. Where had the days gone? The last time I worried about Brandon coming down was a month before. What day was it anyways? I looked over at the calendar that sat on my wall; it read "June 22." The next day after that was June 23, the day Brandon was coming to see me.

"Yeah I remember. I didn't know it was even June yet," I said, worried about what I would do about Jacob. Brandon was staying for 2 weeks and Jacob told me it was hard to stay away from an imprint for even a day. How would he live for two weeks? How would I live? I wasn't only Jacob's crystal meth, he was my ecstasy.

"Awe Nicole, I've missed you so much. It'll be nice to see you." I looked up at Jacob, thinking his face would be full of stress or sorrow, but he was smiling.

"I can't wait to see you either Brandon," I answered still looking at Jacob's face.

"Do I get to sleep in your room while I'm there Nic? Or does your mother not trust us anymore?" Jacob's face stiffened and I knew what he got from what Brandon said. I got what he said too and was even more worried than before. I knew my mother wouldn't care if Brandon slept in my room, in my bed, because she still thought we were "just friends" and knew we wouldn't sleep together. It was true that Brandon and I have slept in the same bed before, but I was still a virgin. Bur I had a feeling Brandon planned to change that within the two weeks he was there.

"I, uh, don't know," I answered not wanting to tell him the truth.

"You know, I'm sure she will. And I can always get her to change her mind."

"How would you do that?" I asked and Jacob started to kiss my body some more.

"Your mother trusts me and…" Brandon trailed off and I was sure he heard a small moan leave my mouth. Jacob had pulled my shirt down and was kissing my chest. It surprised me and I couldn't stop myself.

"What are you doing?" Brandon asked me. I pushed Jacob off of me and he laughed under his breath.

"Oh, I'm uh, just, uh…" I was lost. I had no idea what to say.

"You were getting changed and cold metal touched you," Jacob whispered in my ear, too low for Brandon to hear.

"I was getting changed and cold metal touched me…" I said hoping Brandon would believe me.

"So you were talking to me while you were getting changed, I hope you do that while I'm there," Brandon said his voice going deep. Jacob laughed under his breath again.

"Yeah… So I should go, I have a lot of stuff to do before you get here," I said, taking the phone of speakerphone and sitting up. Jacob laughed a little louder after that and I rolled my eyes.

"Can't wait to see you Nic," Brandon said.

"Me neither. See you tomorrow."

"See all of you tomorrow." I hung up and dropped back into bed. Jacob burst into laughter.

"Shut up. Brandon still means something to me. We've been best friends forever." Jacob nodded and mouthed sorry to me. I smiled and knew I couldn't stay mad at him. I slowly sat up and turned around so I was sitting on top of him. I moved my lips up and down his face a few times before I reached his lips.

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