A/N: We will be time skipping a bit to the start of this chapter so we reach the start of the werewolf part of the story sooner. Paul and Olivia are cute, but I'm not going to write about all their dates whilst still human!

I know I said in my authors note last chapter that we would move on to the supernatural this chapter, but my muse had other ideas, and so did Olivia - so be warned, there is a lemon in this chapter, hence why the story is rated M.

I've tried my best to stick with the timeline from the books, but to be honest it's not that obvious in parts and also sometimes doesn't make sense. I've taken artistic licence and we're following a timeline of my own making in terms of who phased when for Sam, Jared and Paul. Also the Black twins had already left when Bella moved to Forks, that is not going to be the case in this story either. I can't cope with things not making sense so I'm making them make sense!

As usual, I don't own anything Twilight related, I'm just playing with the Twilight world.

September 6th, 2003

Today is my 17th Birthday! It's been just over a year since I moved to Forks, and It's been amazing! I didn't really have friends in Phoenix since I spent so much time doing things Renee should have been doing like paying the bills, cooking etc, and I was honestly miserable. Neither Renee nor Bella cared about me or anything I wanted. Living with Dad is completely different. Yes, I still cook and help with housework, but that is more of a choice. If I don't cook we wouldn't starve. Granted we would like on takeaway and sandwiches, but Dad would at least make sure I was fed, unlike Renee. Dad also pays all the bills and helps with the housework too.

I also have friends. I have Brooke and Faye from school, Rachel and Rebecca from the Res, and then I have Paul, who is officially my boyfriend and has been pretty much since that first date.

Paul and I have been on many dates since that first one. We have also hung out at my house, and his house. We have hung out with his friends, and with my friends too.

Paul eventually told me all about his past, about his Mom cheating and his Dad bringing him back to La Push when he was 8, his Dad beating him, starting fights so no one would know his Dad caused his bruises and cuts. His gran helping him become emancipated and setting him up financially for life, more or less.

I completely understand why he has issues with his temper because of everything he's been through. We understand each other because of our own pasts, and that makes us stronger together.

I can always tell when we haven't seen each other for a few days as he gets more short tempered as time goes on. He says that there is something about seeing me that calms him down, so we try to see each other as often as possible.

Dad helped him with his driving, and as he got his learner's permit on his birthday back in January, he was able to get his full licence in July. He bought himself a truck, a used Ford F-150 in a dark silver/gray colour. Paul and Dad get on really well, and I often invite Paul for dinner. For the first couple weeks Paul called Dad 'Chief Swan' before Dad sat him down and told him to call him Charlie. More recently, Dad sat Paul down again and told him he sees him as a son, that he is a part of our family, and he will always be there for anything he needs. I actually saw tears in Paul's eyes during that conversation, though he didn't let them fall, instead blinking rapidly to clear them. He told me afterwards that he really feels wanted and loved for the first time since his Gran died. I told him I feel wanted and loved with him and Dad, I never felt that in all the years with Mom and Bella.

I know that Paul is not a virgin, and he knows that I am. He told about his 'reputation' and how it came about and we have agreed that we are both happy to wait until we feel the time is right. That's not to say things haven't gotten heated; our make out sessions can get quite handsy but we haven't gone all the way... yet. I don't think it will be too much longer. We haven't told each other 'I love you' yet either, but that will definitely be very soon. I've loved him for months, I just haven't had the courage to say it, and I'm sure he feels the same.

I check the time and decide it is time to get up. Dad is working an early shift today so he can take me out for a birthday dinner tonight, and Paul is coming too. Before then I am meeting my friends, Paul, and his friends at the beach.

I head to the shower and then put on my bikini before throwing a vest and shorts on over the top. I add a pair of sandals and pack a bag with a towel, sunglasses, snacks and drinks. I know everyone else said they will bring something as well.

I head out to my car and drive down to First Beach. Once I arrive I park in the lot and head to the beach itself. I see everyone already there - Rachel and Rebecca Black, Brooke and Faye from school, Paul, and his friends Chris and Nathan. We have all been getting on well and often hang out together like this on the beach.

Paul looks up and sees me coming. He jumps up and jogs over to me. He wraps his arms around me and kisses me passionately.

"Hey babe. Happy Birthday." He says.

"Hey. Thank you." I reply.

He takes my hand and we walk over to sit with everyone else.

We spend the afternoon having fun. We sit and chat, we play in the water, and we enjoy the late summer sun. I love it when the sun shines here - it doesn't do it often enough.

Rachel and Rebecca give me a tribal bracelet that matches the necklace they gave me for ny 16th birthday last year. Nathan and Chris got me a couple DVD's I mentioned I would like a couple weeks ago, and Brooke and Faye got me a new outfit. Paul said he'll give me my present tonight at dinner as it co-ordinates with Dad's present.

Paul is sat on the sand with me between his legs. He has an arm wrapped around my waist and I'm leaning against his shoulder. The twins have brought a small birthday cake, like last year, and they cut it up so everyone can have a slice.

I look around and consider how much has changed since Paul came over to say happy birthday to me a year ago. Then it was just the twins and I. This year I'm surrounded by all my friends, and Paul and I have developed a great relationship. He still has moments where his temper gets the better of him, but I know without a shadow of a doubt that he would never ever hurt me.

I still haven't heard anything from Renee or Bella. I gave up trying to contact them months ago. I decided that I will not let them bother me at all and I will carry on living my life happily.

As the afternoon moves on I realise it's time to get home so I can shower and get ready for dinner. I pack up my stuff and Paul walks me back to my car.

"I will see you at 6pm." Paul tells me, resting his hands on my hips and pulling me close.

"Hmm yes you will. I'm looking forward to dinner." I tell him.

"Me too, I'm starving." Paul replies. I chuckle.

"I don't know where you put it all." I say, smiling. Paul's appetite over the last few weeks has increased and he seems to be going through a growth spurt. He's gotten taller and more muscled - not that he didn't have a gorgeous body before but now... just wow.

"I'm a growing boy." He says with a smirk.

I lean up to kiss him.

"I'll see you in a couple hours." I say after breaking the kiss.

"See you soon baby." He replies. I climb into my car and head home.

Once I get home I shower and then put on my new outfit from Brooke and Faye. It is a pair of black skinny jeans, and a red spaghetti strap floaty top. I put on my red low heeled shoes and put on a bit of makeup. I grab my purse to make sure I have everything before heading downstairs. I find Dad in the living room, ready to go.

"Happy Birthday Livvy." He says as I walk in.

"Thanks Dad!" I reply.

"You had a good day?" He asks. I nod in reply.

"I did." I say as the doorbell rings. I go to answer it, knowing it will be Paul.

"Hi." I say, grinning.

"Hi." He replies, grinning back. I move aside so he can come inside. "Hi Charlie." He says when sees my Dad.

"Hi Son." Dad replies. "Are we all ready to go?"

"Yep." I reply. Paul nods in agreement.

We climb into Paul's truck and head to the lodge. We had decided on Paul's truck as they didn't want me driving since it's my birthday, and I didn't want to arrive in Dad's cruiser.

When we arrive at the restaurant we are shown to our table and take our seats. We order drinks and our food and we are soon making conversation.

"So Livvy, Paul and I co-ordinated on your gifts this year." Dad says. I smile at them both. Dad hands me a small wrapped box. "Open mine first."

I open it to find a silver charm bracelet with a daughter charm attached.

"Oh Dad, thank you! I love it!" I say, reaching over to hug him. When I'm settled back in my seat Paul hands me his gift, which is a small box also.

"Happy Birthday Liv." He says.

"Thanks." I reply, taking the box and opening it. Inside is a small silver wolf charm, and a silver heart entwined with an infinity symbol charm.

"They're beautiful Paul." I say. He smiles at me.

"I got the wolf charm because wolves are a symbol of the quileute tribe, and the heart represents how I feel for you." He explains.

"They're perfect." I say, leaning over to kiss him chastely on the lips. I add the charms to the bracelet, and then Paul helps me secure the bracelet around my wrist.

"Thank you both." I say.

We eat our meals and dessert. We have a great evening enjoying each others company and celebrating. When we are finished we climb into Paul's truck.

"Thanks for the ride, Paul." Dad says. "I will let you too say your goodbyes. See you soon, son."

"See you soon Charlie." Paul replies. Dad climbs out of the truck and heads into the house. Once the door has closed behind him, I turn to Paul.

"Thank you, today has been perfect." I say.

"It's been my pleasure." He replies, brushing the hair off my face and tucking it behind my ear. He cups my cheek with his palm and leans in to kiss me gently, before pulling back.

"There's something I've been wanting to say for a while." He says, swallowing nervously.

"What's that?" I ask softly. He rests his forehead against mine and looks into my eyes.

"I love you, Liv." He says quietly. I smile at him.

"I love you too, Paul." I reply. "I have for a while, I was just too scared to say it."

He gives a soft laugh. "I've loved you for a while too."

We kiss again, a little more passionately this time before we climb out of the truck and head to the door. At the top if the steps I turn to him and we kiss again.

"Do you still want me to come to your house tomorrow?" I ask.

"Of course, I'm looking forward to having you to myself for the day." He replies.

"Goodnight Paul. I love you." I tell him.

"Goodnight babe. I love you too." He replies. He gives me one more chaste kiss before he heads back to his truck and I go inside with a big grin on my face. Dad is in the living room and he looks at me as I shut the door.

"Hope you've had a good birthday Livvy?" He says.

"I have Dad. It was the perfect day. Paul told me he loves me."

"About time. I've seen the way that boy looks at you." He says with a chuckle.

"Good night Dad."

"Good night Livvy."

September 7th, 2003

The following morning I wake up just after 9.30am. I jump out of bed and quickly shower before getting dressed. I head downstairs and grab a bowl of cereal. There is a note from Dad saying he has gone fishing, which I expected. He always goes fishing on a weekend when he's not working. Once I've finished my breakfast I quickly wash my dishes and grab my purse, before heading to Paul's.

We don't have anything planned except for spending the day together. School starts again tomorrow, Junior year for us both, so we won't be able to see each other as much as we have over the summer. We will probably just watch movies and make out.

I park my car in his drive next to his truck, and climb out, before heading up the steps. He opens the door as I reach it and pulls me into his arms, kissing me passionately. He leads me into the house, kicking the door closed behind us and oulls me down to the couch with him. We eventually pull apart, both of us neading the breathe.

"Hi you." I breathe out.

"Hi beautiful." He replies.

Once we catch our breath we cuddle together on the couch and Paul puts a movie on. I absolutely love his house. It's a 2 story 4 bedroom log cabin, with a wrap around porch - the one his gran left to him. I still struggle with the fact he was living alone at just 14, but he said he was taking care of himself for years when he lived with his Dad anyway, the only difference now is that he doesn't have the regular beatings any more. One day I hope he asks me to move in with him and we can decorate the place to suit our tastes. I'm not saying his Gran had bad taste, but the place could do with a freshen up.

It doesn't take long before the movie is forgotten and we're making out instead. Paul moves back to lie on the couch, and I end up on top of him, straddling his hips. I can feel how turned on he is, and I know my underwear is soaked from my own arousal. Paul's hand roam my body and it doesn't take long for them to find their way under my shirt. He palms my breasts over my bra and I moan softly. I pull back slightly so I can look him in the eye.

"Make love to me." I say, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Are you sure? You're ready?" He asks gently.

"I'm sure." I reply, climbing off him to stand up. He stands up too and takes my hand, leading me to his bedroom.

We make our way to his California king sized bed and he gently climbs on top of me, resting the majority of his weight on his arms by my head. We had a conversation a few weeks ago during which I told him I was on the birth control pill, and he said that he only slept with two girls before he met me, and he used condoms both times. He still went to be checked to be safe, but everything came back fine. We both agreed that we would prefer not to use condoms when we eventually became intimate, so we made sure we had everything covered for that not to be a problem.

He kisses me, softly at first, then becoming more passionate. I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him closer, trying to get the friction I need between my legs.

Our hands start to roam each other again and it doesn't take long before we're removing each others shirts. Paul sits back to take my top half that is only covered in my dark blue lacy bra.

"You're beautiful." He whispers before reaching round to undo the clasp and remove my bra. He moves to one nipple, taking it into his mouth, sucking, nibbling and licking it. I gasp out at the pleasure. He moves to my other breast and gives that one the same attention.

My hands move to the button of his jeans, unfastening them and slowly lowering the zipper. His hands mirror mine and unfasten my jeans before we both strip out of them. He climbs back up, his erection pressing into my core through the thin fabric of our underwear. He kisses me again, before moving to leave a trail of kisses down my jaw and then nibbling on my neck. I moan and rake my hands over his back. I feel him shiver and I know it's not because he's cold.

He kisses down my body and hooks his thumbs in the waistband of my dark blue lacy panties. He looks up at me with a questioning eyebrow. I nod in response. He slowly pulls the lacy fabric down my legs and discards them to the floor. He loves back to the apex of my thighs and takes holds of my thighs, spreading them apart. Before I realise what he's doing he runs his tongue through my silky folds and a groan at the sensation. He moves his tongue back to my entrance and he licks a few times before entering my with his tongue.

"Oh my god! That feels so good." I gasp.

He thrusts his tongue in and out a few times before moving his mouth to my clit and moving his tongue in slow cirlces on it. I feel a finger enter me and he moves it in and out a few times before adding another. He curls his fingers as he moves them and before I can comprehend how good it all feels I feel my release starting to build. It doesn't take long before I cum, yelling Paul's name. He moves his tongue back to my entrance and licks up all of my juices. When he pulls away I whine a little at the loss of contact. He pulls off his boxers quickly and I gasp at his size.

"I don't think that's going to fit." I say with a small gulp.

"It will babe, I promise. If you want to stop at all just let me know." He tells me. I nod in reply. He then settles his hips between my thighs so his large, rock hard member is teasing through my folds, rubbing along my entrance and up to my clit. He kisses me and positions himself ready to enter.

"Are you sure you want this?" He asks. I nod in response and squirm, trying to get him to enter me. He pushes in slowly and I gasp at his size, not used to the intrusion. He reaches my barrier and pauses.

"I'm sorry baby, this will hurt." He says.

"It's okay." I reply.

He kisses me passionately then thrusts through. I yelp a little and a tear escapes my eye. Paul stills and kisses the tear away.

"I'm sorry. I love you." He tells me.

The pain eases and I'm left with a full feeling which I quite like. "I love you too." I reply, then wiggle my hips to get him to move as I'm starting to feel the need for friction now.

Paul starts moving in and out slowly, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in. The sensations from him being inside me and his gentle touches are almost overwhelming. He runs his hands up my sides and I rake my hands over his back, feeling his muscles tensing as he moves. He kisses me softly then pulls his head back slightly to look me in the eyes. I wrap my legs around his hips, changing the angle slightly which makes us both moan in pleasure. Every touch, every kiss, every look shows the other how much they are loved. It is the epitome of making love - this isn't just about sex, it is about showing each other just how in love we both are with the other.

"This feels so amazing. I'm not going to last long." He tells me, a groan falling from his lips. I can feel the heat building in my stomach again and know I won't last long either.

"Paul... I'm close." I pant out.

He carries on thrusting, picking up the pace a little. We have our eyes locked on each other, our gazes conveying our love in that moment. It doesn't take long before I'm approaching my release, and I feel Paul is almost there too as his movements are becoming a little erratic. He thrusts two more times and then we both explode at the same time. I cry out his name as my body shudders and he calls out my name as he pulses inside, filling me with his cum.

When have finished riding out our orgasms he collapses on top of me, leaning his weight on his elbows either side of my head. We kiss languidly, both spent from our love making.

"Fuck Liv, that was amazing." He says.

"Definitely amazing." I breathe.

Paul pulls out and I whine at the loss. He rolls to the side and pulls me with him so I'm resting on his side, half on top of him. He pulls the sheets over us and we both fall asleep with smiles on our faces.

We wake a couple of hours later, still in the same position. I look up to see Paul's face and smile. He smiles back.

"I could get used to waking up with you in my arms." He says quietly.

"I could get used to waking up in them." I reply.

We lie there for a while longer before we get up and get dressed. I stretch out my muscles and realise I'm a little sore, but in a good way.

"Sore babe?" Paul asks, wrapping his arms around me.

"A little, but in a good way. I just need more practice." I reply.

Paul groans and nuzzles his nose into my hair. "I could definitely get on board with that idea."

We go back downstairs and finish the movie before I head home to nake dinner for Charlie and I and get ready fo school tomorrow. Junior year, let's see what this will bring!