'Kaylea, where were you last night, I called your mobile but you didn't answer' It was Tuesday morning and Emmett met me in the school entrance.

'I was at the beach' I replied back.

'What beach?' he asked suspiciously.

'La Push' I said simply, Bella had told me that the Cullen's didn't like the Quileute's so I could tell what was coming next.

'Why didn't you tell me you were going?'

'I just wanted to go out with Bella'

'So what did you do there?'

'Had a barbecue with the Quileute's and talked a lot' Emmett spluttered.

'You mean you actually became friends with some of them?'

'Yes, I did. They're really nice'

'Nice? I don't want you going there again, they're a bad influence for you' There we go, I knew that that would come soon.

'And you're not?' I asked him with a smile. He didn't smile back.

'Promise me Kaylea, you won't go back there'

'I won't promise anything but if Bella asks me to go again I will'

'Fine' he walked off, seemingly in a mood with me.

By the time that English lit came around, he seemed to have cooled off a bit. 'Sorry about earlier, you just kind of surprised me a bit'

'Don't worry about it' I was just glad he was happy again.

'To make up for it why don't you come round later, and I can tell you more about me… and my past' he winked at me.

'Yeah, sure. I'd love to'

That afternoon I made my way down the winding road that is the Cullen's driveway. Emmett was standing just outside the door and walked over to my car and opened the door, like any gentleman would, he really was perfect. 'Hey angel' he softly kissed my lips, I tried to kiss him back harder but he quickly pulled back. 'Come on now, don't ruin the moment' he teased me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me inside where his family was watching the TV with uninterested expressions.

'Hello Kaylea' called Carlisle.

'Hi Carlisle, Esme, everyone else' I smiled and followed Emmett up the stairs. He led me to his room and the first thing I noticed was the lack of bed. He must have thought that if there was no bed then I wouldn't try to advance on him. Instead there was a huge leather sofa. Emmett sat down and beckoned me over, I placed myself next to him but he pulled me onto his lap and put an arm around my waist. 'Well… this is comfy' I noted.

'Indeed' he replied, never keeping his eyes off me.

'So you wanted to tell me about yourself'

'That was just a ruse to get you over here'

'You didn't have to do that, I would've come round'

'Yeah, well I didn't want you going round with them Quileute's again, so I thought that if I told you about something interesting then you would rather come round here'

'I always find you interesting, I don't need a story to prove that'

'And that is why I love you' he said simply.

'But while we're here you can tell me about you're past, I'm curious now'

'Well if you really want to know, where to begin'

'How about when before you were a vampire'

'That last question was rhetorical you know'

'Oh well, carry on. I'll be quiet from now on' and I mimed zipping up my lips. Emmett chuckled at my immatureness.

'Right, I was born Emmett Dale McCarty in 1915 and I got turned in to vampire in 1935 by Carlisle. Rosalie saved me. I was tackling a bear, but it didn't go well and the bugger got me. I almost died but Rosalie who was already a vampire decided to save me. I'm not sure why though. At first I found it hard to adjust to life living off animal blood and I admit to have drunk human blood many times. I have more control now though, so don't worry. That's about it really'

'Surely that's not 90 odd years of information'

'The rest is boring, we travel around a lot, I've completed high school 24 times'

'Ouch!'

'I know, but I wouldn't swap this life for anything'

'Anything? Surely you'd like a normal life, get married, have kids, grow old'

'Grow old?'

'Maybe not that, but wouldn't you like to have kids?'

'I suppose, but I can't really imagine myself as a dad' but as he said this his eyes looked sad, and I could tell that he did like the thought of having children.

'I suppose the hardest thing about being a vampire is the fact that people around you die but you don't, it must be hard leaving them behind'

'That's why we don't normally get involved with humans, it just makes it harder when we move away'

'So what happens to me and Bella when you next move?'

'As for that, I can't say'

'You mentioned that Rosalie saved you?'

'Yeah, she was meant to be what Alice is to Jasper'

'So why didn't it work out?'

'I don't know really, I love her like a sister but nothing more. It just didn't work out. But I'm glad about that, because I wouldn't be with you otherwise' I smiled at that. I huddled in closer to his neck and he wrapped his arms further around me.

'Thanks for telling me about yourself, I learned a lot'

'No problem, just let me know if you want to do it again' he said sarcastically.

'Don't mind if I do' and I leaned in to kiss him. This time he didn't hold back as much. He kissed me with force that matched mine, only stopping when I started to reach for his shirt.

'Kaylea please don't, stop it' he added when I persisted. I stopped when I realised that he wasn't responding any more, he just sat there. I then knew I'd gone too far, and I was pushing his self control to the limit.

'Sorry' and I settled back into his lap, wishing I could sit there forever.