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Paul chased Harry all over the house. All around the first and second floors, through the kitchen, out into both the front and back yards too, before he eventually captured him in a headlock on the living room floor.
"Jeez Paul! Sorry!" Harry laughed and Paul's grip tightened. I watched wearily from the entrance. I knew Paul would never hurt Harry on purpose, but Harry's reddening face was starting to worry me...
"You did that on purpose," he growled, but he smiled as well. So that was reassuring...
Harry laughed again, and tried to free himself unsuccessfully.
"It won't happen again, I swear!" Paul chuckled, and let go of my brother. I let out a sigh of relief. Paul turned to look at me, an eyebrow raised.
I shook my head at him.
"Okay Harry, it's getting late, time for bed." Harry scowled, glancing at the clock.
"Fine. Night Paul, see you later man." They fist bumped again. "Night Kells." And then Harry ran up the stairs.
Paul and I both waited until his bedroom door slammed closed before speaking.
"Well, I guess that's my cue to head out too." He smiled at me hesitantly, before lurching forward and kissing the top of my head. "Night Kell."
He backed away towards the door.
I followed him slowly.
"Where're you going to stay?" I asked finally, already regretting my question.
He looked behind him for a second at the darkened sky before turning to me.
He shrugged. "Wolves can sleep anywhere." He smiled when he saw my concerned expression. "Don't worry about it Kell, I'll be fine." He pulled his shoes on and opened the door.
"I can't let you stay out there by yourself," I muttered before he could leave. Paul paused, halfway out the door.
"Really Kelly, stop worrying. I'll be fine. If it makes you feel any better, I'll check in tomorrow morning, just so you know I made it through the night." I bit my lip.
"Just stay with us Paul, there's plenty of room." Paul smiled.
"I don't want to be a burden..."
"Paul." He let me pull him inside and close the door behind him.
"I thought you'd never ask," he whispered, taking his shoes off again. I rolled my eyes. Typical. "So, where can I crash?" He eyed the small couch in the living room.
"There's an extra room upstairs," I told him, already heading up. "You can sleep there if you'd like."
He smiled, following me up the stairs.
"I'd like that very much actually." I pointed him to what I guess would be now known as the guest bedroom, before going into my own room.
In the last few days, the bed had felt comfortable; I'd really slept for the first time in weeks. Now, the room seemed to be charged with electricity. I was too excited to sleep.
I changed slowly, taking my time to pick out which pair of PJ's I wanted to wear. I brushed my teeth twice, and flossed too. I pulled my hair up into a bun and went back into my room.
Eventually, I sat down on the bed, telling myself I had to sleep.
If I woke up the next morning completely sleep deprived, Harry and Paul would worry. And I didn't want that.
I lay down on top of the covers, deciding it was too hot to sleep with them over me.
My eyes stayed wide open though, staring at the white ceiling above me.
I glanced at the clock for what seemed like the millionth time, three in the morning.
I groaned, getting up. It'd been hours of me just lying here, not sleeping. I was kind of getting bored.
So I did the only thing reasonable, I tip toed downstairs to have an early morning snack.
I heard Harry still snoring as I crept by his room. At least one of us would be functional in a couple of hours.
I made it to the bottom of the stairs and stopped my creeping. Harry shouldn't be able to hear me anymore, and if Paul was asleep, neither should he.
I rounded the corner, and stopped.
It looked like someone had already beaten me to the fridge.
"Paul?" He turned, his mouth stuffed with grapes, surprised. I raised an eyebrow at him and he downed the mouthful of fruit in one gulp.
"I'm hungry," he whined before I could say anything else.
I now noticed the giant glass bowl his arm was wrapped around. It was almost over flowing with random foods. I could have sworn I saw a couple of left over pizza slices squished up against the side of the bowl.
Great, I'd have to go shopping again tomorrow.
"You can't eat all that," I protested, moving towards him. He glared at me, letting the fridge door shut, backing away and simultaneously shoving a peeled orange in his mouth.
"Watch me." He grinned evilly, taking cover behind the island.
I sighed, reaching over the island and making a grab for the bowl.
I missed and Paul danced away from me.
He made it into the living room, and sat down on the couch. The bowl was now half empty.
I glared at him from the kitchen and he held the bowl out to me.
I sighed, taking an orange and sitting down beside him. If you can't beat 'em...
We ate in silence before I was suddenly aware of Paul's eyes on me. He'd finished his bowl of food.
"You can go get more..." He ignored me, poking my arm. I winced.
"Where'd you get that from?" I frowned, twisting around to look at where Paul was pointing with a trembling finger.
"I'm not sure..." I hadn't noticed that before. It was still tender so it had to be new. I stared at the bruise for a second, mesmerized as to how I hadn't noticed it, at all, until Paul had brought it up.
"Does it hurt?" His voice was strained.
I shook my head, covering it up with my t-shirt again.
"Only when you touch it." He reached to poke it again and I moved away. "Don't."
Paul sighed. "I'm sorry."
"For what?" He looked down at his still trembling hands.
"For going about everything all wrong. Remember when you asked about Embry and Rachel?" I stared at him confused. Embry? Paul shook his head. "Never mind. I said that's what imprinting was supposed to look like. Not this..." He took a deep breath. "This is all wrong. You're supposed to be happy. I shouldn't be hurting you so much."
"I am happy," I muttered, touching his shoulder reassuringly.
He chuckled bitterly. "You don't have to lie to make me feel better Kell." I frowned.
"I'm not lying." He looked up at me, his eyes questioned my sanity. "I knew it would be hard, being away from La Push. From you. But, I knew it'd be much harder to be where my mom had... It was the same with dad. We had moved out of the state within the week. It hurt too much."
"Kelly..."
"But it was easier, when we left after dad died, I wasn't leaving anything behind. Everyone I loved was coming with me. Coming here was one of the hardest things I've ever done. I couldn't sleep the first night we were here. I had nightmares..."
Paul pulled me into a hug. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be." I sighed into his shoulder. "A couple nights ago, it was like everything changed. I slept better, I talked more, I was happier. I know now it was because you were here. And then I saw you in the supermarket... My heart almost burst with happiness. You don't know how much you mean to me Paul. I don't know how much you mean to me. And I don't know how I lived without you for so long..." I bit my lip. I wasn't good with confessions.
"Kelly?"
"Yes?" He pushed me away from him gently.
"Can I kiss you?" Once the initial shock wore off, I nodded. It was the first time he'd asked.
"Yes," I mumbled before he pressed his lips to mine.
When he pulled away, he had the biggest grin on his face.
"Thanks."
"I love you."
Heeey guys... So, uh... I went shopping yesterday. And I got this book. It's the best thing ever. It Sherlock Holmes' best adventures. I read until like four last night. I was thinking of writing a Sherlock Holmes story actually...
Anyway, sorry this is late! I had started, but when I came back today to finish, it was gone ! D:
I was devastated; I had to start again... Anyway, here it is !
JustcallmeRiley: Your questions are just fabulous. Thank you(:
PiperMcLean351: Thank you!
1h2a34: Yes, poor, poor, Harry. But, that's little brothers for you! Thank you, and I hope this wasn't too late...
Stargazer1364: It was going to be over the pizza actually, but I couldn't think of a way to get Harry out of the picture... That'd just be too awkward... And she said it now! Hopefully she isn't dreaming...
BrokenYetDreaming: Thank you for waiting ! :D And yes, yes he did. Evil little brother. And it will be, I just wanted to make sure everyone got there questions answered.(:
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Again, sorry it's so late! Don't hate me ! D:
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