Peyton's POV

3 Months Later

"Wedding plans, wedding plans, wedding plans!" I sing, putting a shirt in my suitcase. It was the last week of July, three days before Demetri and I were flying out to Forks for two weeks.

"I can hear you all the way from my room." Demetri barges in suddenly, a forced scowl on his face. My door lightly crashes into the wall.

"Oh, quit trying to be so tough. You know you enjoy my random songs." I laugh, tapping his nose.

"Okay, fine, I do enjoy your little songs." He admits, a smile blooming on his face.

"I knew it." I giggle, putting the last article of clothing in my suitcase. Now, I had my backpack to prepare, which would be done on the last day here.

"So, you packed yet?" Demetri asks, tugging my hair lightly. I swat his hand away.

"Everything except the backpack." I answer.

"Well, then, why aren't we in the music room?" Demetri questions, picking me up bridal style and dashing to our favorite room.

"What the hell, Demetri?" I chuckle as he sits me down on the piano bench.

"What, I want to hear you play.' He states innocently.

"Oh my god." I shake my head.

I spin around, thinking of a song.

The beginning of 'If I Lose Myself' fills the air. Demetri smiles, most likely remembering this was my favorite song.

"I stared up at the sun. Thought of all of the people, places, and things I've loved..." The strumming of a guitar accompany my singing and playing. I smile back at Demetri.

"You can feel the light start to tremble, Washing what you know out to sea, You can see your life out of the window, tonight.

"If I lose myself tonight, It'll be by your side, If I lose myself tonight, If I lose myself tonight, It'll be you and I, Lose myself tonight"

I barely notice that Demetri stops playing with me. I just let the flow of the music lull me into a sense of peace.

My mate was by my side, music playing, the sun's light peeking through the deep red curtains. These were the moments I love the most, the ones I will never grow tired of.

"Lose myself tonight, wooh, wooh, wooh, wooh, wooh, wooh, wooh, wooh." I let the final notes drift away, closing my eyes. Clapping makes me open them.

"Wow." He murmurs, clapping. I smile sheepishly, taking a quick bow.

"Was it good?" I ask.

Demetri smiles wider. "No, it was stunning!"

I beam. "Want to play another?"

"Please!" Demetri nods.

I turn back to the piano, playing the opening notes to 'Defying Gravity.'

I play for a minute before turning around and seeing Demetri watching me. I quickly direct my gaze back to the keys. Hell, that man was something else.

I shift to another song, one I wrote myself. I do not sing, simply because I preferred to just play this melody.

I switch instruments almost every hour, going from piano to flute to violin to guitar and finally the harp. Demetri had briefly left to grab his own sketchbook but returned.

After spending hours in the music room, I stand from my spot, stretching. I make my way over to Demetri, who swiftly shuts his sketchbook. I raise an eyebrow.

"Awww, I can't see it? You've been working on it for hours." I whine, using my puppy dog eyes.

"Nope." Demetri smiles, popping the p.

I eye the book, preparing to lunge. Demetri barely dodges in time.

He laughs, clutching the book to his chest before running out of the room. I quickly follow.

I follow him throughout the castle, somehow ending up in the library. Demetri hides behind some shelves, which I pop my head into. He dashes of again, his laughter echoing.

I start to laugh along.

Demetri runs into a dead end, allowing me to corner him. I glance at the sketchbook, smiling in victory.

He raises his hands in surrender a smirk on his face. When he doesn't run, I start to stalk towards him.

Demetri throws me the book, which I catch eagerly. I open it, scanning the pages. Shock course through my body, then laughter.

"A poem book." I state calmly. "One filled with tales of love and epic romance. Brilliant." Demetri's reaction is complete gold, with his open mouth and wide eyes.

I laugh, charging. Demetri doesn't dodge this time.

We both fall to the floor, Demetri underneath me. He grabs my elbows naturally, holding me up. I smile down at him before he flips us over.

"Nope, I'm stronger than you." Demetri teases as I try to flip us over again. The grin disappears from my face as I realize how close we are. Demetri's smile also fades away.

I stare into Demetri's orangish eyes, filled with an indescribable emotion, then down to his pale lips. He slowly starts to lean down, and I close my eyes.

When I hear footsteps, I quickly push him off. Demetri looks disappointed but it is gone just as soon as I see it.

Demetri stands up, offering his hand, which I gladly take.

"What do we have here?" Says a voice I had grown to hate. I turn slowly to face him.

"It's none of your business, Santiago." I harshly state.

"Ouch Peyton. Why so icy? I only came to see what was going on here. You really do wound me." He announces, clutching his chest. I roll my eyes.

"Leave." I demand. When he doesn't move, I add, "Now."

"Alright, alright." Santiago smirks, throwing his hands up. "I'm gone. Just wanted to see what all the laughter was about." He throws one more wink towards me before disappearing.

"What was that about?" Demetri asks. I avoid his gaze.

"It's nothing." I lie.

"Peyton." Demetri lowers his voice.

"Really, it's nothing!" I insist. Demetri frowns, his eyes becoming sad. It is a look that I never want to see him have again.

"Fine." I sigh. ""Ever since I came here, Santiago has been annoying me. He has been reminding me of some men back in my town when I was human." A pause. "They weren't that good."

"What has he done?" He asks, quietly.

"Just making me uncomfortable. Nothing other than that." I answer. I could already see the gears turning in his head.

Demetri nods. "I'll take care of it. What do you want to do for now?"

"We can chill in my room for now. You can go retrieve your sketchbook." I reply, holding up the poem book. "I'm going to work on my own project."

"Sounds good." He murmurs, leading me back to my room.

Hours later, Demetri leaves my room, and I get the vision.

"Santiago." He greets, punching the vampire in the jaw for a greeting. Demetri grabs him by the throat and pushes him against the wall.

"What?" Santiago blubbers. "What the fuck, Demetri!"

"Be quiet!" Demetri growls. "Have you been pining after my mate?"

Santiago's eyes widen. "Peyton? She's your mate?" Demetri headbutts him.

"Yes." My mate hisses. "Answer the question."

Santiago gulps. "Not anything bad. I haven't touched her, I swear!"

Demetri slams him against the wall. "But you have been making her uncomfortable, correct?" And you haven't stopped when she has fucking asked you?"

Santiago nods.

"Leave her alone, or you've got me to fucking worry about." Demetri slams him against the wall one last time. "You will regret it if you don't heed my warning." The dirty blonde drops him and stalks off into the shadows, leaving behind a terrified Santiago.

-o-

Tomorrow, Jane and I plan to go out shopping for the day. The day after that, Demetri and I plan to hunt before the wedding. That leaves today with nothing to do.

A knock sounds on my door, prompting me to get up from my bed. The sound of the door opening forces me to peek out of my bedroom.

"In need of entertainment?" Felix sings, a brilliant grin on his face.

I nod, sighing in relief. "Please! Nothing is happening today. I'm counting down the days until the flight." He looks at me with a gleam in his eyes.

"Have you finished packing?" He asks.

"Yeah." I answer, confused. Mischief dances in his blood red eyes.

"You wanna, maybe, cause some trouble?" He suggests with a wink.

I smirk at him. "When do I ever not want to?" He grabs my arm and whisks me away. What is up with vampires and that?

Seconds later, I find that Felix has let go of my arm in front of a door. Felix opens that door to reveal a modern looking living room. This must have been his own quarters.

I wait outside while he finds whatever he needs. He reappears with a black duffel bag in hand. He unzips the bag, reaches inside, and holds out a can of bright red spray paint. I grin, having an idea of what we were going to do.

"Demetri?" I ask, my grin widening.

"Demetri." He confirms. We share a smile that teachers would worry about. My mate was definitely going to hate us after whatever we do. He wouldn't stay mad at me for long. Felix, on the other hand, might get into a bit of trouble.

I don't let Felix know that.

We speed off to Demetri's room. We have about a hour until he came back from wherever he was. I hope that that would be enough time.

Felix drops the duffel bag on the floor, leaning down and unzipping it. About ten cans of spray paint greet me. Felix grabs two. He offers one to me and keeps one for himself.

"Demetri is going to kill us." He states.

"Don't you think it'll be worth it?" I reply.

I start to spray the door. The smell of the paint wafts up my nose. I wrinkle it at the strong smell. Felix does the same.

After an almost hour of spraying, our masterpiece is complete. I dash to my room and quickly open and close the door. I hear Felix finding a spot to hide in the hallway. Now, all we had to do was wait for Demetri to come back from wherever he was.

I miss pranking people. Emmett and I would do it all the time back when we were in Denali. Tonya and Kate had laughed it off but Irina was always furious. I still remember the look on her face when we spray painted the back of her head. She did step on the pressure plate, in my defense.

It is about ten minutes until I heard footsteps. My heart start to flutter. Whenever my mate was near, I could feel it.

Demetri's footsteps stop outside of his door. "Felix." He growls. He storms off to where I assume Felix would be. I crack open the door to look at our creation.

On the door was a Disney castle. A tiara was overhead and the word "princess" was painted at an arch towards the bottom. Demetri had told me that he despises Disney princesses. I, of course being the innocent angel I am, used that knowledge.

I close the door softly when the flutter returns. I hear Felix grunting and protesting. "What is this?" I hear Demetri ask.

"It's a prank!" Felix cries. "Ow!" I hear shuffling.

"Why did you do this to my door?" Demetri growls. I'm holding back laughter now.

"I didn't do it alone! Peyton was the one who told me what to do! I only supplied her with the paint!"

Well, fuck me. Time to run.

I quickly stand up and get as far away as I could from the door.

The door bursts open.

Too late.

Demetri glares at me. I look at the traitor. Felix smiles sheepishly from the hallway.

I smile at my slightly amused mate. "Demetri! What brings you here?" I ask, fidgeting slightly. I am so dead.

Demetri moves out of the way so I could see his door.

"That looks interesting. Did Felix do it?" I ask, feigning innocence. I needed to buy as much time as I could before I run like there is no tomorrow.

"Felix, start cleaning that up." He demands, scowling and never taking his eyes off of me. "I need to talk with Peyton." Demetri closes the door.

"Well," I start. "Is there a problem?"

He looks at me. "Yes." He murmurs. Mischief dances in his eyes.

I smile at him nervously. "Well, nice talk. But I gotta go. Bye" I run straight past him and throw open my door. I slam it shut and start to run.

Demetri chases after me. Was this payback for yesterday? I laugh aloud. I was faster than him, so I'd be safe if I didn't stop. Only then would he catch me. I faintly hear Felix cheering me on before I'm out of range.

I run through the hallways, trying to find somewhere to hide. I manage to run straight into Marcus. "Sorry!" I call, turning a corner. I hear Marcus's hearty laugh bounce of the walls.

After running into one of the human staff, I find myself at a dead end. Why did this castle have so many dead ends? What the fuck?

I turn to look at Demetri. "This is familiar, isn't it?" He asks, falling into a crouch.

"Oh, you know that you love the chase." I mutter.

"True." And he charges at me.

He pins me against the wall and stares into my eyes. "I want an apology." he whispers.

"Not gonna happen." I protest. We are so close. I look at his lips.

"I can tell you want to kiss me." He whispers. It was true. No matter how much I tried not to, that's what I wanted. But I couldn't.

I duck out of the way. "Not today." I say teasingly. Disappointment flashes briefly through his eyes.

"I'm sorry, but not yet. I'm not ready" I murmur.

"I'm not going to pressure you to kiss me. I'll wait for another century if I must. Just please don't ever think I would force you or do anything to make you uncomfortable." He replies.

"Damn, what did I do to deserve you?" I smile.

"Better questions is what did I do to deserve you. Now, how about we leave Felix to clean up the mess so we can go to the gardens?" He asks, taking my hand.

"That sounds amazing." I agree.

And we walk hand in hand all the way.

I love them so much. Seriously, can I find someone like that?