Confused

Yawning, I stretched out my muscles that were aching from the four hours reading. I had gotten through half of the book that told me about how La Push came about. I'd checked things up on the internet just to go in further detail.

Of course, I got distracted and ended up checking my face book finding a few comments and a new friend request from Sky. It had just gone ten and Beccer still wasn't back yet, guess she is having fun with Jacob. My stomach made a loud rumbling noise.

"Dinner time." I hummed as I skipped down the stairs and searched the fridge. WHERE THE HELL IS OUR FOOD? I rummaged deeper among the shelves of emptiness, guessing the guys had been round recently and ate our food. I went to the cupboards instead and grabbed some noodles and started heating them up.

"LEAH!" A voice shouted as they came through the front door. I let out a scream not knowing who it was. Who the hell just walked straight into my house?! I grabbed a kitchen knife and peered through the door to see a Paul Davis heading for me.

"Jesus Paul I thought you were a murderer." I groaned as I went back to the stove and put the knife back.

"Why do you think I'm not speaking to you?" Paul grabbed my arm and turned me to look at him. Jesus they do tell each other everything! He looked down at me with great with his eyes narrowed.

"Did I say that?" What do I say? Nice having him here though. "I guess you sort of just ran out the house and I didn't hear anything from you."

"I was at work." He quickly answered.

"I know, Jacob told me." I could smell my noodles begin to burn so I tried to move to get to them but of course Paul wasn't having that. "You need to let me go, I need to fix my dinner."

Paul looked over my head at the saucepan that was creating lots of smoke before looking back at me and letting me go. I turned quickly, hiding from his watching gaze and fixed up my noodles.

"Do you want some?" I mumbled looking at the bowl.

"No." Wow he was blunt today and not eating food. I turned to sit at the table. He was already on the other side.

"So how was work?" I asked politely.

"Don't change the subject." He was not in a good mood today, the look on his face showed that. The deep frown lines, his set lips, the flexing jaw. "Did you seriously think I was ignoring you?" Yes.

"No."

"Don't lie to me Leah. How could you think I would ignore you? I had things to do, things to sort out."

"I realize that now." He was really going for it.

"I mean we had a good day yesterday I don't understand why you would say this. I thought you were really upset. I went through work worrying about you but here you are, seeming fine."

"You want me upset?" I asked confused.

"No I don't want you upset! I never want you upset. Who do you think I am?" He was getting more and more angry.

"Paul you are really confusing me now." He let out a load growl. He growled at me? No way. "Don't you dare growl at me!"

"You are so infuriating!"

"So are you!" I shouted. "Just get out Paul!"

I dropped my bowl into the sink and ran past him upstairs to my room. Why did he have to be such a dick sometimes? Yeah I thought he was ignoring me, but when I heard he had work I knew better. Hell I didn't even know why I give a shit about him. It makes no sense.I slammed the door extra loud and ran to my bed diving under the covers. I was so angry right now but now I feel bad for shouting at him. My life sucks!

There was a light knock at the bedroom door. Why hadn't he left? I didn't reply. Instead I buried myself deeper into the warm confines of my covers. The door creaked open followed by a heavy sigh.

"Leah." Paul said softly, I could hear his bare feet softly pad against the carpet. My bed dipped as he sat down next to me. Go away! I pleaded in my head. "Leah I'm sorry." His hand rested on my back. "I shouldn't have lost my temper with you." Damn right you shouldn't have. "Are you going to come out of the covers?" I shook my head as a no. "Please Leah."

His hand crept up my back to reach my head which was actually ticklish. I tried hard to stifle my laughter but he must have felt the vibrations.

"Oh laughing are you?" He started to tickle me more. No he's going to win because I'm ticklish.

I kicked to get him off me, which was a bad move on my part as my feet were now exposed to him. He took advantage of this and sat on my legs, tickling the soles of my feet.

"Paul get off! Get off me!" I screamed.

"But it's so much fun and the only way to get to see your face." I pushed the duvet away from my face so I could breathe more easily as I continued to laugh my head off. "See, what a beauty."

"Paul stop it." I gasped, clutching my sides. He did not stop though. He grabbed me by my ankles and yanked me out from under the covers and onto the floor with a bump.

"Ow!"

"What are you doing down there?" Paul chuckled as he peered over the edge of the bed with a large smile on his face.

"You asshole." I groaned as I rolled over onto my hands and knees.

"Nice view."

"Pig"

"You love me really."

My thoughts seemed to stop at his words. Do I really love him? Could it be possible that I actually loved Paul? I mean yeah I liked him, but I didn't understand it completely. There was something else there. When he wasn't there I felt a little on edge. When he was here I felt happier.

"You wish."

"Everyday." He sighed. I stopped exactly where I was and looked at him a little shocked. He coughed. "Well I mean no why would I want you?"

Of course I wasn't good enough for Paul. I bet he had the most beautiful women compared to me - plain, emoish Leah. I was just someone he enjoyed to annoy.

"What am I not easy enough for you?" I snapped back, feeling angry once more.

"It's not like that! I didn't mean it."

"Sounded like you did." I huffed as I stood up and ignored him once more.

"I didn't mean it like that Leah."

"Why don't you just go home Paul? You obviously don't really want to be here."

"I do, I didn't think about what I was saying."

"Never guessed." I sat at my laptop and put on my iTunes, putting a song on full blast to over power him.

"Leah." He moved next to me and I moved once more and sat back on my bed. Again he followed. So I went to my cupboard and put on my hoodie. "Will you stop moving around?"

"My room." He turned off my music and blocked my door before I could escape. "Get out of my way."

"No! Why is it that we can't seem to get on?" Because you were a dick just now.

"I don't know Paul lets make a list. One we are completely different, two you're a pig, three why would you want me?" I looked him straight in the face, looking deep into his eyes.

"But we are alike too you know."

"How?"

"Fine, one we both seem angry, two we can't apologise well, three we both never think about what we say." I glared him down but I couldn't do it for long, he seemed desperate to try and make his point, to make it right again between us. He was right we did have our differences but we did have our similarities.

"They are negative points." I mumbled.

"Still similar." He grinned at me trying to lift my mood. I couldn't help but smile too and forgive him. How could he do this? Make me forgive him so easily.

"You are a total goon."

"I made you smile though, which means you forgive me."

"For now." I heard the front door open followed by Beccer talking to Jacob at the door. Oh crap if she comes up here and finds Paul in my room she is going to think stuff. "Paul get under my bed."

"What?"

"Get under my bed."

"Well that's a new proposition." He said with a raised eyebrow. "Why do you want me down there?"

"Beccer is home."

"And?"

"I don't want her to see you in here."

"Then I'll tell you what we could do. We could just walk out this door." He grinned as he pulled open the door.

"No because then she knows we were upstairs."

"And you could say I was fixing something, like your bed." I crossed my arms and glared at him.

"Just get under the bed."

"Alright." I watched as he managed to squish himself under my bed with a grunt. His feet still stuck out of the bottom so I pushed my duvet over them. "Well I've done this before but last time I was hiding from a boyfriend not a best friend."

"Hush."

I heard the goodbye between Beccer and Jacob and her footsteps up the stairs. I took one last look towards the bed when Beccer came through the door with a bright smile on her face.

"Had a good time with the Jacob I take it?"

"It was the best, he is so hot. And he treats me so well Leah. I've never met someone so kind. He opened the car door for me, he pulled out my chair, he was polite, sweet and charming. Jacob Black is the best man to have ever been created." She sighed as she sat on the bed. Aww shit poor Paul. He let out a groan. "Did you just hear that?"

"Hear what? So where did Jacob take you then?"

"To this restaurant in Seattle. I ate pasta he ate virtually everything else."

"Well what are men like?"

"So what about you? Did you have fun learning history?" I really like talking about history.

"Yeah actually I did. Did you know in 1845 there was a small battle between the two tribe's living area and then…"

"Alright, I do not need to know." Beccer cut in.

"Dork." Paul coughed.

"There it was again that noise."

I frowned and just to get my own back, I sat on the bed too, kicking Paul's shin in the process.

"You know I think it is just a squeaky bed, listen." I jumped up and down on the bed, each time Paul let out a groan.

"You should get that fixed."

"Yeah I think I know someone." I smiled, thinking of Paul's previous comment. Beccer began yawning and rested her head on my shoulder. "You should hit the sack."

"Yeah I'm really tired and I got to mark class 11B's work tomorrow."

"That bad huh?"

"Yup you wait till you have to teach them."

"Who says I'm going to teach here?"

"I know you will." She yawned once more. "Night."

"Night Small Fry." I gave her a hug and followed her to the door, shutting it behind her. I turned back to see Paul's head poking out from underneath.

"Is it safe now?"

"Safe." I smiled watching him pull himself out.

"You owe me big time."

"Probably." I walked over to him and hugged him. "This is me owing you." I replied in his chest. His hand came up and stroked the back of my head pulling me in closer.

"Well then this will have to do." It felt good to be here. We had discussed a lot tonight and I felt closer to Paul. I really did like Paul, I liked him a lot.

________________________________________________________________________

Authors Note: This actually has to be my favourite chapter so far, the whole hiding under the bed. Wish there was a Paul hiding under my bed but then again who wouldn't, who really wouldn't except PepperX or Beccer as they would want a certain Jacob Black. Anyhow peace out.

PepperX smells bums XP