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A/N- I own any ideas/characters or places non-associated with Twilight and SM.

ps...Nina. Here it is ...just for you ...and a whole lot of people. But you asked, i delivered. Hope I make it up to you xx

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A playful smirk grew upon my features as I sat across from him; trying to distract myself from his compelling stare. I fiddled around nervously with the car wires I held in my hand; attempting to look as if I were working. But my curious eyes could not resist the urge to set themselves on him again, and I looked up.

He sat on the other side of the engine, staring at me with an amused expression. His eyes bowed down once mine met his, almost embarrassed that he had been caught. But behind his soft lips, that contagious smile of his awaited to shine. He refused to shift his gaze back up; knowing I was now watching him.

I grinned widely; the silent game entertaining us that afternoon as we worked on the Rabbit. I couldn't help but rest my eyes on him for a little longer, admiring everything there was to witness. I went back to my work, catching from the corner of my eyes that he was once again ogling my figure.

"What?" I said finally, dropping the wires and staring at him questioningly; a smile still lurking on my lips. He opened his mouth as if to say something, then like me, just shook his head and smiled brightly.

"Nothing," he chuckled. I pursed my lips, trying to hide my grin. I continued to stare at him, an eyebrow raised and my arms slowly crossing themselves; hoping I looked somewhat intimidating.

"Can I have the spanner?" he asked after a moment; still laughing carelessly. I sighed, failing to get anything out of him and twisted my body around to grab the spanner behind me. Once in my hands, I stood up and reached over the engine to pass him the metal object. As his hand came to claim the spanner, I pulled it back; looking up at him playfully.

"You really want to go there?" he questioned me, as a light warning tone in his voice and a sly look over him.

"Try me," I challenged, dangling the spanner in front of his face. His eyes turned from soft to dangerous and before I knew it he was on my side of the car trying to grab me. I squealed in slight fright, and ran to the back of the shed and behind the rear of the Rabbit, hiding myself.

I could hear his boots collide with the ground below, the sound getting louder and louder as he neared me. I carefully peered around the corner of the car, seeing a clear path to run out. I stood up straight, and slowly started to walk out from the back of he shed.

I felt him before I saw him. His arms tangling around my waist and pulling me back into his warm chest. I giggled ridiculously, his hands running themselves up and down my rib-cage, making my body squirm. He twisted me around sharply, my eyes meeting with his, our faces inches apart as we still shook with laughter.

"Give it up," he said, his voice husky and deep. I bit my lip, trying to hide my mischievous smile, and shook my head, hiding the spanner behind my back as I gazed up at him. His eyes kept watch on me as he tilted forward and rose his arm to rest on the top of the car; causing me to lean back into the Rabbit.

"I'll make you," he threatened with a deeper tone, his hot breath brushing over my skin. My breathing went erratic under his voracious stare, my eyes not being able to take themselves off his supple lips. The desire to pull him closer had never been more stronger; the spark in his dark eyes was so hard to resist. My body moved before I could stop myself, my lips were compressed on his; their warmth making my mouth tingle.

He stood still for a moment, which made me reconsider what I had done. I knew the consequences, I knew the risks, but I still wanted him no matter how hard I tried to ignore it. Ever since the moment his lips touched mine for the first time, nothing else; except the way I felt in that second of time, passed my mind. To only be friends would never be enough for me; I didn't just want half of Jacob, I wanted all of him.

Soon enough, his bare arms yanked me forward, closer to his torso and our lips moved in sync. My hands let go of the spanner that hid behind me; the sound of it crashing against the ground ringing in my ears. But my attention was diverted back to Jacob, who now was pressing me hard against the back of the car.

The sweet kiss was now rising like hot air; it was still filled with affection but became much more hungry and powerful. My hands were tangled in his long, black hair as his warm palms moved up to my neck; fingers running over my sensitive skin, making my hot and flustered body shiver.

My knees started to give way as his hot lips trailed down my jaw line and to my neckline; leaving a trail of burning kisses that tingled sensationally. He luckily moved his arms around me once again; my frame weakening from the effect his touch had on me. He continued to devour my neck, letting his lips linger on numerous spots of skin; the length of time increasing every time he kissed me.

My breathing hitched when a bit of us touched, a quivering feeling running throughout my entire frame. My body heat increased as the minutes went on; the urge to contentedly sigh out in rapture as my senses were challenged was held back with what little self-control I had left.

His fingers traced the hem of my shirt, slightly tugging as he moved lower down my décolletage. His supple lips attacked my neck again, his hands taking me by surprise when they reached under my shirt and took hold of my hip bones; pressing me against him.

I was in a complete and utter daze, falling carelessly under his compelling enchantment that his lips held me under. His intoxicating musky scent invaded me, his body on mine exciting and scaring me all at once. To be so close to him was addictive; the more you got, the more you wanted.

Suddenly, he planted another hungry kiss upon my neck; where my rapid pulse was protected by my fiery skin, and I choked back a whimper. Jolted by the shivers that ran down my spine, my eyes flew open.

And just like that, I was back…

"Give it up," he said softly, his voice husky and deep. Confusion was a mist within my mind, and it took me a few moments to realise my surroundings. I looked up into Jacob's impish eyes; his hand extended out towards me, waiting with an expectant look. I didn't comprehend what he was waiting for, until I remembered what was being held behind me. I gradually brought around the spanner and placed it in his hand; his fingers curling around it right away.

"Thank you," he smiled smugly, stepping away from me and started to make his way to the front of the shed again. I took the moment alone to just relax, letting my mind catch up with its rapid thoughts. I shook my head vigorously, my fingers grasping my hair in disbelief.

I had promised myself that I would not let my emotions get in the way of our friendship. Temptation was all around me when I was with him, but I thought I had some self-control in me to resist him; or at least resist fantasies. Throughout the years, I had met my fair share of crazy people. Now the thought that I was turning into one couldn't leave me. I would turn into a girl that hallucinated about making out with her best friend!

What was happening to me?

"Oh, look what the wind blew in," Jacob's sarcastic comment echoed, as I heard feet shuffle into the shed. My absence would be recognised soon enough, so I knew I couldn't hide for much longer. Taking in a deep breath, I stepped out from behind the car and made my way to the door of the shed.

"Thought I smelt trouble," my voice dripped in sarcasm; an attempt to fall back into my normal self as I neared Embry and Quil. They turned their attention towards me and smiles lit up their faces. In seconds, they both took me under their arms as soon as I was in reach; rubbing their knuckles rapidly on the top of my head.

"Get off you losers," I laughed and pushed them away, smoothing my hair down back into place. My mind started to trickle back into its old self, letting the recent occurrence that my mind had formed, fade away into nothing but a daydream.

We fell into conversation, filled with laughter and sly comments from each of us. I hadn't seen the two since Jacob and I stopped talking, and their presence was enlightening to be around. Not that Jake was unpleasant company, but it seemed as if I was going to struggle being alone with him from then on.

"Rabbit's almost done," Quil stated, taking a swirl of the cola he held in his hand. I nodded enthusiastically, looking over to our almost-finished project.

"Coming along quite nicely, I would say. We have healer's hands to have brought that thing back to life, " I giggled leaning back into the old sofa we all lazed on. Jacob looked over with an amused grin on his face as I pompously bragged about our talents.

"Where have you been lately, Si?" Embry asked after a moment, looking over to me quizzically.

"Yeah. Every time we came over here, Jake said you were busy," Quil twisted his head to look at me as he laid on the other side of the sofa.

My mouth opened and closed, not knowing how to respond exactly. They obviously had no idea what had actually occurred only weeks ago. And both Jake and I had no intention of saying a word; they were undoubtedly the worst people to confess our feelings to. They'd either tease you for the rest of your life, or-…actually, no. That would be all they'd do.

My eyes shifted over to Jacob who sat in the corner lounge with his eyes gazing at his fiddling hands; his expression swimming in guilt once again. If only he knew…

"I-…I was-...working! Yes, I was working," I looked back over to them, my attempt at lying of my whereabouts not the least bit convincing. It wasn't entirely a lie, I did work throughout the time I didn't talk to Jacob; it was a good distraction from my thoughts. But knowing the two of them, they would have fallen for my lies easier than the average person. They both simply nodded understandingly, not noticing my nervous state whatsoever.

"Thought you were following in Quil's footsteps for a while," I furrowed my eyebrows with a small smile directed towards Embry; my panicky condition calming slightly as the topic of discussion changed over.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I questioned.

"It means that Embry thinks Quil is hanging out with Sam's group," Jacob answered in a more cheerful character, a smirk taking place of his troubled expression as he watched the other two. I shook my head as I took a sip of my drink; these boys just couldn't make amends with Sam and his group of friends.

"Which I'm not. I just talk to him, not a big deal in normal people's eyes," he inched closer to Embry as he emphasised his statement.

"What did you talk about then, huh?" I asked playfully, watching as Quil was pushed back to his seat by Embry. He turned himself towards me, a hard glare and angry eyes staring at me.

"None of your business," he grumbled coldly. A tense laugh escaped as my lips slowly parted; shocked my his sudden attitude towards me.

"Dude, chill…she's joking around," Jacob's hesitant voice ran through our ears after a moment. We sat in a awkward silence, his sudden change of behaviour causing me to study him even more than before. I cocked my head to the side as I continued to watch Quil; his eyes shifted anxiously to the floor and I could just see the sweat emerging from his forehead.

"What are you hiding?" I interrogated him, crossing my arms towards my chest knowing something was not being let out into the open.

"Nothing!" he snapped back at me, causing my frame to jump back slightly from his unexpected tone.

"Quil, calm down!" Embry said in a soothing tone, resting a hand on his shoulder comfortingly. I was speechless as I watched Quil throw Embry's hand off him, anger radiating in his eyes. I had never seen him like this, he wasn't the Quil we all had grown up with. Had I really missed that much in a few weeks?

"I don't need to calm down, you do! For weeks you all have been on my case about, Sam. Well at least he is a better friend than you three, he actually believes me when I say something!" he yelled.

"Since when is Sam your friend?" Embry questioned standing up off his seat in rampage. Jacob followed him, my eyes widening as I watched them slowly progress into a heated manner.

"Sam doesn't care about you, Quil. He's only trying to get closer to your grandfather because he's part of the council," as soon as Jacob's words left his mouth, Quil's expression turned dark and menacing, his chest rapidly moving up and down as he heave. I was on my feet in an instant, running between the two anger -filled boys ready to throw punches at one another.

"Stop!" I demanded in a harsh tone, placing a palm on each of their broad chests. Embry stood back glaring at Quil; he too looking as if he were ready to break something with an expression over his sweet face I'd never seen before.

"What is wrong with all of you? We're supposed to be best friends, we shouldn't be fighting like enemies!" I stated, shoving the two a good distance away from one another; looking back and forth between them as they stared each other down. I spotted Jacob's clenched fist; a white colour taking place of his warm, tan skin beneath his knuckles.

"Quil, they don't think-,"

"Save the speech, Si," he cut me off, walking over to the sofa to grab his coat; his gaze still locked upon Jacob. "I'm outta here," he mumbled softly, stuffing his hands in his jean pockets and trudging out the shed door. I watched sadly as he departed ways with the three of us; confused and questioning thoughts running through me. I pursed my lips and turned swiftly to face Embry and Jacob; both of them avoiding me my anger-filled eyes yet looking innocently at the ground.

"What?" they both yelled in unison.

"What do you think?" I asked rhetorically. "What the hell have I missed these passed few weeks? And don't you dare say nothing, because that wasn't nothing. That was our best friend having a spaz-attack over a simple question I asked him; and obviously you've asked him as well," I yelled with frustration in my voice; confused and worried at Quil's state.

"He's only been acting like that since he started talking to, Sam," Embry said shyly. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my hair in aggravation; the same name being repeated over and over again was doing my head in.

"What is your problem with this guy? He hasn't done anything to any of you and yet you treat him like he's killed someone,"

"Probably has," Jacob muttered under his breath. My eye's snapped over to him, a warning glare crossing over my face.

"Go and find him, bring him back and let him actually explain his side before ripping his head off," I reasoned with them, but unfortunately not all of us could agree.

"No, that's not our job. He can do whatever he likes," Jacob said without a care. I shook my head in disappointment at his emotions towards this whole situation and rolled my eyes not wanting to listen to his chatter any more.

"Fine- I'll go find him myself," I stated, picking up my bag and starting to make my way out the shed door.

"Wait, Si," Embry called out, throwing his coat he's left on the sofa back on. "I'll go, you stay here with, Jake," he said as he walked towards me, my eyes watching as his expression sunk into guilt.

"I'm sorry about all this," he genuinely apologised. My lips turned upwards slightly, letting out a portion of what I would call a smile. Embry's sympathy for others was one thing I admired about him, he was always the one trying to make everything better; the glue in our friendship circle.

Embry made his way out quickly, running down the road to catch up to where Quil had wandered off to. I, however, had my eyes directed towards another stubborn man who was starting to get on my last nerve.

"You started that, don't look at me like I did something wrong!" he yelled defensively. My eyes widened; aghast that he would turn this around on me when I hardly knew what was going on.

"Me? You basically told him he's only a good person because of his background! How do you think that made him feel, Jacob?" I retaliated wrathfully, throwing my hands in the air. The one thing I hated in the world was fighting with Jacob, it wasn't in our nature and when we did it hurt me to my inner core. Our friendship was not meant to be a duel to see who will win the next discussion, we were meant to reason with each other and help one another when needed. Now we were just two people pointing our fingers towards the other.

"Can you just drop it, please," he sighed tiredly, turning around to the Rabbit he was in front of and resting a hand on its frame.

"No, I can't just drop it. Sam, is a guy you barely know and judge by the way he looks at you. We need to stop telling each other who we can and can't hang out with and accept one another's decisions. If Quil wants to hang out with Sam, then let him. We have nothing to do with it," as soon as he tense shoulders relaxed I knew I had gotten through his thick skin.

"I know…I'm sorry," he muttered, embarrassingly looking to the floor. I pursed my lips as I looked over to him with sad eyes. I knew he didn't mean to get so mad, and I wasn't trying to point the finger at him for what I'd just witnessed, but I think my frustrated behaviour was the result of me being scared. I sensed a crack in the friendship, and I didn't want to see it divide any more. I really hoped this was just a bump in the road we all travelled upon, and that soon we'd be laughing about how dumb this argument was. But when was that happening was out of my hands…

I made my way over to him across the shed, encasing his torso around my small arms. "I'm sorry too," I whispered into his back, feeling his warm skin under his shirt beneath my palms. His whole figure relaxed under my touch, as did mine when his hands traced over the top of my own comfortingly.

If there was one thing that I was petrified over, was the thought of Jacob and I not being there for each other. To lose him would be to lose a piece of me, and to even dwell upon the thought turned my stomach. I remembered how lost I felt when we did not speak for those few weeks; how I couldn't tell anyone how I was feeling because he was they only one that would understand; but he was the problem…So with my entwined arms around his torso, it gave me serenity to know that this friendship was still going strong.

But how long would it be before I saw our first crack was the query that scared me the most.

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It wasn't the most exciting chapter, but I hoped I tricked you all just a little bit back up there …teehee. I thought, 'hey, why not spice things up,'. So I did….

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