Meeting Him

A/N: Good morning everyone! I was reading this one great Remus/Sirius fanfic in the Harry Potter section, and it just inspired me to keep writing. And it gave me some amazing ideas for Edward and Jacob's… err… "friendship". Oh, and before I forget, thank you for giving me 120 reviews! I was seriously expecting none for that last chapter, haha. So here's the next chapter; Enjoy!

Jealously

"Stop picking at my hair."

Jacob rolled his eyes and kept twirling a piece of Bella's hair.

"Are you bored? And if you are, why exactly are you at my house?"

Jacob laughed and rearranged himself on the couch so Bella had more space. "I'm going to be here until 4:00. Do you mind?" He flashed her a grin and stood, starting toward the kitchen.

"Would you care if I told you that I did mind?" Bella muttered, slowly getting up to follow him. "Why 4:00?" Jacob poked his head into the refrigerator.

"That's when Edward's yoga class is over." He said cheerfully. "Then," He grabbed an apple and took a bite. "I'm going to take him to the mall, buy him pizza, cookies, clothes..." Looking pleased, he checked his watch.

"In other words, spoil him senseless?" Bella asked dryly.

He ruffled her hair, laughing at her growl. "That's the idea!"

He stood.

"It's 3:45, but that should be good enough. I'll see you later, Bells." Kissing her on the cheek, he grabbed his jacket and left, slamming the door behind him.

Fighting back a smile, she walked back to the couch and shook her head.

Poor Edward. How long before he caved?

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Edward wiped his face off with a towel and glanced at the clock. Exactly 4:00.

"Alright guys; that's it for today. Great job, I'll see you all next week!" Smiling, the class voiced their gratitude and slowly moved toward the door, chatting.

As he bent over to place his water bottle into his bag he felt a voice above him murmur, "I don't mind the view, but it would be more polite to talk to your face."

Blushing, Edward jerked up and connected with someone's chin.

Cursing, he rubbed his head and peered up into a pair of familiar blue eyes.

"Hey, Tom," He pasted on a fake smile. "You did really well today."

One of the more enthusiastic gays, Tom had made it very obvious he had a thing for Edward.

And Edward had no idea how to let him down gently and tell him that he was definitely not interested.

"Thanks, Edward, the class was really great." Edward nodded and then frowned when Tom picked up his bag for him. "Did you need help taking this to your car?"

Edward fought panic. "Er, no, I ah… walked."

Dammit, why didn't be bring his car today, of all days?

Tom brightened. "Great. I'll take you home."

Accepting defeat, Edward was just about to agree when he heard a familiar, glorious voice.

"I'm taking Edward home."

Tom whipped around and locked eyes with Jacob, who was leaning against the wall, watching them.

"Don't worry about it, man. I know you probably have better things to do anyway, so you can thank me later." Patting Jacob's shoulder, he grabbed Edward's arm and started toward the door.

Jacob's hand snaked out and stopped them. "Get your hands off of Edward." He said quietly.

Tom shoved at him. "Who the hell do you think you are?" He glanced at Edward. "Ed, do you know this guy?"

Edward shot him a dirty look as he detangled himself from him. Ed?

He shot Jacob a pained look. "Yes, he's one of my friends from school."

Tom looked surprised, and then he visibly relaxed.

Smiling, he turned back to Jacob. "Sorry, man. Guess I got a bit jealous; don't know why, though." He winked. "You're obviously not a poof. Probably have a girlfriend back home, too." He joked, pushing him slightly.

Jacob didn't respond, and instead just stared at Edward.

"I guess I do." He said at last, his expression blank.

Finally, he shook his head and took a step back. "Don't worry about it. See you around," Without glancing at back at Edward, he lazily walked out.

Edward just stared after Jacob, his mouth open. What the hell?

He turned to Tom. "Look, I'm sorry, but I don't need a ride home today. Or, for that matter, anyday," He quickly backtracked at the shattered look on Tom's face.

"Don't take it personally! I know you're really nice, Tom, but I have to go and talk to Jacob right now. Maybe next time? As friends?" He stressed the word, praying that Tom finally understood.

He looked frustrated and Edward sighed with relief.

"Sure, sure…" He muttered, and, thankfully, he stalked off.

Grabbing his bag he ran after Jacob.

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Jacob kicked a large rock and cursed, rubbing his bruised foot.

What was wrong with him?

Just as he was about to go in there and surprise Jacob with a shopping trip, he had to see him… with a guy hanging all over him.

"What the fuck!" Ignoring the startled looks he got from passerby, he found his car, and just as he'd opened the truck door he heard, "Jacob!"

Not bothering to turn around, he got into the car.

"Jacob! What's wrong? I didn't expect you to show up…" Jacob cut him off, laughing bitterly. "Obviously." He turned around to glare at Edward.

"Are you trying to tell me you just wanted to be friends because you wanted to see other people?" He bit out.

Edward just blinked. "Excuse me?"

Getting back out of the car, he shut the door, stalking over to him to grip his arm painfully. "You obviously don't mind when guys flirt with you and offer to take you home. Now, answer the god damned question,"

He stared into the eyes of the man he'd started to fall for since day one.

Taking a deep breath, Edward shuddered. "I don't like Tom," He whispered. "He's this guy who, yes, er… likes me," He looked embarrassed. "But I don't recuperate his affections, Jacob. I was trying to think of a way to get out of him taking me home when you came,"

He pulled his arm out of Jacob's vice-like grip.

"And then you accused me of leading him on, when I thought you'd help me!" Edward shot him a dirty look.

Jacob narrowed his eyes. "What was with the whole 'oh, he's just my friend'' shit? You basically gave him the impression you're available!"

When Edward opened his mouth to protest, Jacob held up a hand. "Look, I already told you; I'm going along with this whole 'friends' thing for your benefit. I want you as much more than my friend. You should already know that."

He ran a hand through his hair. "I need to know I have more than a fuckin' friendship with you, especially when guys come up and hit on you," Drawing him closer, he practically breathed in his face, "I want everyone to know you are mine."

Edward gazed up at him and slowly smiled. Reaching up, he wrapped his arms around Jacob's neck and pulled him close, so their faces were touching.

"I'm sorry," Edward whispered. "You have every right to be upset. Even though we're getting to know each other better, we should still broadcast that we're in a relationship," He looked down.

"I want to be in a real relationship with you." Edward finally looked up at him and Jacob felt himself harden at the look in Edward's eyes.

They were in the middle of a parking lot, and yet Jacob was still tempted to pull Edward into the front seat and fuck him senseless, and screw whoever saw them.

They'd get a free show.

Trying to fight the urge to rip off Edward's clothes, Jacob instead gripped Edward's ass and slowly grinded against him, shivering as he felt Edward's immediate reaction. Beautiful.

"J-Jacob…" Jacob nuzzled his neck and gently reached a hand into Edward's pants, making sure they were shielded by his car. "Yeah, baby?" Edward shivered. "I want you…" Jacob smiled against his neck and finally took a step back. "Prove it."

End Chapter

A/N: The last part sound familiar? It should! I was originally going to put this in a bedroom scene or something, but I have something much better in plan for that instead ;) Roleplay, anyone? Review!