A/N: EW! I start classes back up on Monday. Gross. I will try to post more chapters tomorrow… or later on today… lol. I want to see REVIEWS! C'mon! Motivate me! And thank you to those who have reviewed/favorited/followed this story/me. Just… thank you. This chapter was named Count On You Part 2 after the song by Big Time Rush featuring Jordin Sparks.

"I heard love is dangerous

Once you fall you never get enough

But the thought of you leaving

Ain't so easy for me"

~Count On You by BTR ft Jordin Sparks

Last time: The next day, after he picked her up from her house after his patrol, they went back to his house to watch movies. They cuddled together on the couch watching sappy romance movies. Paul could finally say that he watched The Titanic and The Notebook. In the middle of P.S. I Love You, there was a knock at the door. Ariya got up to get it. She giggled when Paul swatted her ass. He appreciated her weight gain. She finally looked healthy. No more ribs were showing and her breasts and ass grew. She was on her way to getting her curves back and Paul was so happy. He was falling hard for the girl, and he couldn't be happier. His happiness was shattered with a gasped name from his gorgeous mate's full mouth.

Ariya opened the door and froze.

"Rachel?"

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that are in this story, except Ariya. She is my own little creation.

Normal POV

Being with Paul this past week has been the best time in Ariya's life. She never felt more loved ever. He was everything to her. Now as she was sitting there with him watching all of these cheesy romance movies, she realized that he felt as deeply as she did. Paul always made sure he did everything in his power to make her happy. However, there was a something deep in her mind; a fear. A fear that he wouldn't be here, that he wouldn't want her there, without the imprint. But there was never anything that would make her really delve into that fear. So, for now, it stayed just as it was, a tiny fear; but that never meant that it wasn't there to nag at her every second of every day.

Ariya shook her head of those thoughts. Her hands worked their way across Paul's bare chest, and she snuggled further into his warmth and safety. She blushed as she thought back on the first time they ventured into the ways of romance.

*Flashback*

It was the second day that she was staying over at his house, and they were on his couch. He had her underneath him and was kissing the hell out of her. He loved the way she touched him, causing him to shudder in pleasure. Neither of them knew it could be like this. And they only kissed. All of a sudden, Ariya began pushing at his chest causing him to freeze, thinking he pushed her too far. Sensing he was getting ready to bolt away from her, Ariya grabbed his face in her hands and calmed him. "No. Don't. You didn't do anything wrong. I didn't know what I was doing, all I know is that I wanted to move. Not to stop kissing you. I don't know how to explain. But I wanted something."

Paul understood what that something was right away. He grabbed her hands from his face and slowly moved from on top of her. Feeling her impending rejection, he sat down next to her, picked her up and placed her on top of him. Ariya blushed fiercely when she realized their position. She was straddling him, resting on her knees, her legs on either side of his. Her hands rested on his chest, his gripping at her waist, his fingers moving in circles on the skin above her pants. His hands felt like they were burning into her skin and those circles were slowly driving her mad.

Ariya realized that this was what she wanted. She wanted to be in control. Wanting nothing more than to touch him, she began to move her hands down his chest, watching the way his muscles rippled underneath the skin at her gentle touch. She traced every outline of his abs. She couldn't believe that he was hers. All her life, she would never imagine that someone like him was hers for the keeping. Only in her dreams did a man like him desire her. Bringing her hands back up his chest, she rested them on his broad shoulders, moving her fingers through the hairs at the back of his face, watching his face. His eyes were screwed shut. His features were soft, yet intense.

Ariya moved her hands up to touch his face, rubbing her thumbs along his prominent cheek bones. Paul's eyes slowly opened, and she basked in the incredible emotions that were held there. One of his hands traveled up her back slowly, causing her to shiver, and onto her head, gripping her hair. He smashed his lips against hers, his tongue tangling with hers, battling it into submission. Ariya gave out a low moan, driving him even more crazy. He was rough with her, nipping at her, tugging and pulling at her lips. Her hands were yanking at his hair, making him growl. Ariya gasped and felt a wave of heat course through her body, and rush of wetness from her arousal. 'I guess I have a kink. Paul's growl.' Paul seemed to realize this too and he gave her a wicked grin. She giggled and leaned back into him, kissing him with all of her might. If she could, she would spend every second of every day with him, pressed up against him like this. Every touch of his lips to hers brought her deeper into her haze.

Paul pulled away from her lips and took a good look at her. She was in a daze. Her hair was tangled and a bit wild from his fingers, her lips were red and swollen from his kisses, her face was flushed beautifully and her eyes were glassy. He smiled playfully, and yanked her head to the side by her hair, causing her to gasp. His lips kissed down her neck, across her collarbone, and back up to her pulse point where he kissed, bit, sucked and licked at her, marking up her neck. Ariya's body arched into his and she whimpered at him, his lips leaving a trail of fire on her body. Her hands clutched at his head, keeping him at her neck, allowing him to keep up with his actions. At this point she was panting, gasping for her breath. It was hard to breath being this close to him. Her feelings were consuming her, and she'd gladly drown in them.

Satisfied with the large dark hickey right on her pulse point, Paul's lips traveled down to the front of her body, along the collar of her shirt. He looked up, judging her reaction, as he used one hand to pull her shirt down a bit, allowing him to kiss the tops of her breasts. Ariya's gaze was on his, intense and dark. She loved it. His tongue darted out and he licked along her cleavage. Throwing her head back, Ariya let out a breathy moan. Paul groaned at the taste of her, and bucked his hips up hitting her right at her very core. Ariya forcefully grabbed his face and kissed him roughly. He growled and bucked his hips again. Ariya started to move along with him, causing them to break the kiss. Paul watched her very carefully as he gripped her by the hips and guided her over him. Ariya's eyes screwed shut as she arched her back, letting out a low keening sound.

Keeping their hips moving, Paul's hands wandered under her shirt, testing to see how she reacted. She whimpered at him and he bit her lip. Resting his forehead against hers, he asked her, "Baby, can I?" His fingers played with the hem of her shirt. Ariya blushed, bit her lip, and nodded shyly. He smiled at her and moved them so that she was once again underneath him and he would be once again settled in between her legs. He slowly brought her shirt over her head and smiled down at her. He moved one of his hands over her stomach, grinning when goosebumps erupted wherever the touched her, and laughed when the muscles twitched as if he were tickling her. He brought her up for a kiss, calming her insecurities as best as he could. "Calm, sweetheart." Ariya smiled up at him. She was terrified at first, but he was slowly getting her used to it. He tentatively cupped her breast over her bra and she closed her eyes. He felt her relax into his touch, so he gently squeezed. Soon her back was arching into his palm and she was clutching at the couch. He picked her up and carried her into his bedroom and placed her onto his bed. He built her up again, making sure she was comfortable with what he was doing. Ariya was gripping his shoulders, lifting herself off of the bed and into his touch.

Paul reached behind her and toyed with the clasp of her bra. He stared into her eyes, searching for any uncertainty about taking the next step. All he saw was nervousness and lust in her dark eyes. Her eyes were glazed over and her pupils were large. She nodded her allowance and with a flick of his wrist, her bra opened, allowing her breasts to spill out. Laying her down, he removed the straps and just stared at her. His eyes greedily drank her in. Ariya shifted uncomfortably after a little while and before she could move her arms, Paul grabbed them and put them next to her head. "Don't. Don't hide from me. I just wanna look at you. You're so beautiful. I can't believe you're all mine." With that, he gently kissed her lips, contradicting the lust and desire that was raging through his body.

Paul pulled back and moved his hands to trace over the faint scars that marred her body. He frowned in sadness and leaned down to kiss every single one. Then, he leaned up and kissed her breasts. Ariya gasped at the sensation. It sent shivers down her body and another rush of her arousal went through her. Paul, keeping his eyes on her, took a nipple into his mouth. He circled it with his tongue, playing with the other one with his hand. Ariya cried out in pleasure. Her hands pulled him closer to him as she arched off the bed, trying to get more of her into his mouth. Her hips pushed off of the bed and into his. She needed the friction. Every flick of his tongue sent shocks that went straight to her core. Her legs wrapped around his waist as they thrust against each other. After switching between her breasts a couple of times, he went to the valley in between them and gave one long lick.

Ariya was on fire. Her body was consumed in the intense heat and pleasure that Paul was giving her and she wanted to burn with him. She felt a coil deep in the pit of her stomach. Her legs tightened around his and she moved harder, making him realize that she was getting close. He kissed both of her nipples before going back up and kissing her. The feeling of his skin against hers was indescribable. It was silky and smooth. He needed to see her face as she fell apart. He needed to see what she looked like as her body convulsed with pleasure that he brought upon her. He grinded harder, realize how close he was. Paul needed her to come first. He leaned down to her ear, bit down gently on her earlobe and whispered, "Come for me baby. I wanna watch you as you come." His words brought her to the edge, so he growled, sending her over. Her back shot off the bed and she screamed his name as she shuddered. Her face looked so beautiful; her mouth making a perfect 'O' and her eyes were shut. He came right after her, shouting her name. She groaned and gasped for her breath. She was panting and puffing for air. Neither of them ever experienced anything like that.

He collapsed on top of her, knocking the breath out of her for a moment before she curled herself around him. Her arms clutched his back and her legs wrapped around his, pulling him closer. His head laid next to hers and she turned to see him watching her. Both were smiling. His arms enclosed her into his heat and he kissed her. He moved to the side, but kept an arm and leg around her, concealing her into his side as they fell asleep.

*End of Flashback*

(A/N: Sorry that was so long. I felt like that was kinda needed at this point.)

Opening the door, she was shocked to see Rachel Black, Jake's cousin. Rachel looked equally surprised. She backed up and looked at the house. "I'm sorry I must have the wrong house. Do you know where Paul Lahote's house can be found?"

Ariya shook her head from her thoughts. "Yeah, this is his house. Rachel? Rachel Black? It's me, Ariya Uley? Sam's little sister."

Rachel lifted an eyebrow at her and gave her a look over. "Oh yeah. I remember you. What are you doing here? Is Paul here?"

Ariya looked inside. "Uh. Yeah he is. Do you want to come in?"

Rachel narrowed her eyes. "Who are you to invite me in? Last time I checked, this is Paul's house. Not yours." But she walked in anyways, knocking her side into Ariya as she pushed past her, leaving her confused and hurt.

Hearing the entire exchange between the girls, Paul went over to Ariya and gripped her to him. He kissed her nose and smiled down at her before looking at Rachel. "Rachel Black. What brings you back to La Push? Last I remembered, you couldn't wait to get out of here."

Rachel's face was hard, but she put a fake flirty smile on for Paul, completely ignoring Ariya. "Oh you know, Paul. I have some things here that I stupidly left behind. And besides, I missed everyone."

Paul's gaze never wavered. "How long are you staying? Does everyone else know you're here?"

Rachel giggled. "I don't know. I guess that depends on some people. Oh no, Paul. I came to see you first. Don't I get a hug?"

Ariya kept her eyes trained on Paul's face, gauging his emotions. He squeezed her tighter to him. "No, I don't think so. I'm quite comfortable hugging my girl here."

Rachel's eyes finally went to the little girl wrapped up in Paul's arms. Her eyes narrowed and she glared at her. "I see. Well, I better go say hi to my cousin and everybody else." As she walked away, she added a bit of a sway to her hips and turned around to see if Paul was watching. Much to her dismay, Paul completely ignored her as he was just kissing the girl.

'I'm going to get what's mine. And that little whore isn't going to stop me.'

Two Days Later…

Everyone was so excited that Rachel was back home. Everyone except Ariya, that is. She knew that the reason she came was for Paul, but didn't know how to tell anyone that. She didn't want to cause any problems. But she really didn't want to lose Paul. Her body shivered at the thought, and she missed him dearly. But, he was on patrol for a couple hours.

As she was sitting at the counter alone, she heard a knock at the door. She opened it to see a very angry Rachel Black. "Listen to me you little whore. I don't know what you did to put Paul under your spell, but he doesn't want a little girl like you. He loves me. I made the mistake of leaving, but I came back and I'm here to stay. I will get him back. You are nothing compared to me. I don't know how you got him, but just be ready to lose him. Because a stupid little bitch like you won't keep me from getting him back. I promise you that I will make him realize how much he missed me. He'll come running when he finds out how much of a mistake he made with you." With that she pushed Ariya down on the ground and left.

Ariya couldn't get up. She sat there for hours just thinking over what Rachel said. She cried her heart out. 'I can't lose him. I love him. Oh god.' She was in a world of pain, both physical, from the fall, and emotional. She didn't want to move, it hurt too much.

'He won't leave me. He loves me. Right?' Rachel's words echoed through her mind. He doesn't want a little girl like you… Be ready to lose him… He'll come running when he finds out how much of mistake he made with you…

Sam came back from his date with Emily to see his front door wide open. It was raining, why would the door be open? He listened in and heard heart-wrenching sobs came from the inside. 'Ariya!' He dashed inside to see his sister on the floor at the door crying… hard… He saw new bruises forming on her right shoulder. He picked her up and cradled her to his chest and got her to calm down. When she told him what happened, all he saw was red. How dare that girl come here and just try to stomp all over his sister like she owned this place. And to push her!

"Calm down, Ariya. Paul would never leave you. He cares so much about you. I can't believe that she would hurt you. Why don't you go over to Paul's house and go talk to him. He went to go take a shower after patrols. He said he'd come straight to you after." She nodded.

"You're right. I'm making such a huge deal out of nothing. But I don't ever wanna lose him. But I've got such a bad feeling about this. I don't know how to explain it. But something is up, Sam."

"Then go to him. He will convince you that he could never leave you."

"Only because of the imprint. I mean, really Sam? Would Paul and I even be together right now if he didn't imprint? Would he even have said more than two words to me when he met me if there was no imprinting?"

"I can't be the one to answer those questions. Go to him." Ariya nodded and walked out, determined to finally talk about her fears to Paul.

As she neared his house, she saw that his door was open too. So, she just walked inside. She has a bunch of her stuff there, so she should be allowed to just do that, right? When she walked in, she gasped at what she saw. Pain and heartbreak tore through her as she saw Paul and Rachel kissing. She cried out in pain and ran. She never felt so stupid in her life. 'She was right. About everything. He would never love me.' She slipped in the rain and didn't have the heart or the strength to move. So, she laid there, rain pouring down on her, washing the mud away from her skin and soaking her clothes. It was so cold to the point to where her skin became numb. Her gut-wrenching cries did not slow down and she didn't know what to do. She felt as if she were dying.

'Can you die from heartbreak?'

Before she knew it, Ariya was lifted in a pair of familiar hot arms and was suddenly looking at Paul's face. She gasped, her body calling out to him, needing to feel him close to her, but her mind and heart were too hurt and broken to follow through. As his scent washed over her, she wanted to run away and, at the same time, crawl closer to him. Her body itched for him, but she had to be strong. Ariya knew that she couldn't handle any more heartache. She slipped from consciousness, her body working on overtime. She watched as the world passed her by and suddenly she was in a home and she was passed to a pair of cooler arms. She gasped, her body internally cringing away from the cold, wanting the heat, but she lay still, just crying.

Ariya heard voices, but they were muffled, as if she were underwater. She assumed they were shouting based on the tones, but she couldn't concentrate on the words. A long, painful moaning noise made its way to her ears and she realized it was her. The voices grew closer and she whimpered, her body folding inwardly, as if protecting itself.

A darkness creeped its way into her vision and she let it take over her, numbing herself of all pain as her body shut down.

Again. Please review! I already have the next chapter started up and rolling. But I need to get some shut eye. REVIEW! I love you guys! Until next time

~Ariya-angels