Rocks At My Window

Jacob/Nessie

(Takes place after Breaking Dawn when Nessie is older, around 17 or so.)

Nessie POV

It wasn't often that I had the whole house to myself. Mom and dad were hunting with Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, and Alice. Grandma and Grandpa were at the big house, just a few seconds away from me if I needed them.

I leaned back in my bed, against the wall. The small window showed that night was falling quickly on that perfect August day. I enjoyed the quite stillness and peace of the empty house.

Lost in my own thoughts, I didn't think about how late it was getting. Tiredly, I listened to the noises outside. I heard a few wolves walking through the forest. It was probably Seth and Leah, just hanging out or watching the house. I rolled my eyes at that thought, only Dad would ask them to watch over me while he was gone.

A rock suddenly hit my window. It didn't break it, or even crack it, but it definitely caught my attention. I got up off of my bed, knowing there really was no danger; otherwise the wolves would have been on it right away. Still, I made my way to the window slowly, my tiredness suddenly hitting me. Another, larger, more sturdy rock hit my window with more force than the first one. There was no damage, as far as I could tell.

When I finally reached the window, I looked down at the ground. Jacob was standing there holding a yellow flower in his hand. I opened the window, just seconds later, he jumped through it. He held the flower out to me and I took it. It was pretty and it smelled nice. I threw it on the bed.

"Hey Nessie!" he greeted me with a smile.

"Hi Jake!" I responded aloud. I was truly glad to see my best friend, even if it was such a spontaneous visit.

"How are you?" he asked.

"I'm good! Just really tired."

"Yes, it's past your bedtime, isn't it?" he teased lightly. I just rolled my eyes.

Jacob jumped onto my bed and leaned against the wall, just as I had done earlier.

"Come here," he said as he patted the space in front of him.

I crawled in front of him and he suddenly put his arms around me and pulled me to him, it felt nice. Jacob reached over to the flower that was lying on the edge of my bed. He grabbed it and handed it to me.

"For you," he said quietly.

"Thanks," I muttered. I put my hands in my lap and held onto it.

Jake smoothed my hair back and gently pushed my head to his chest. He rested his head, very lightly, on top of mine.

"Sleep Nessie," he whispered very softly. It didn't take very long for the rhythm of his heart to lull me to sleep.

(Okay, so I can't really decide whether this is more of a romantic or just a sweet best-friend gesture. What do you guys think? Do you prefer a romantic or best friend Jacob-Nessie relationship? Please R&R!)