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Paul watched us silence the rest of the day as we packed. He kept a straight face the whole time, making me worry. I wanted to ask if anything was wrong, but something in his expression held me back.
Paul continued to watch in silence as Harry and I dragged our bags outside. Harry had been very excited while he packed. I swear I saw him shove a couple lamps along with his luggage when he thought I wasn't looking. I'd have to get rid of those before we got back into Washington.
"Hey Kells, I'll take that." He took my bag and gestured to Paul. I sighed, scowling at Harry. He just had to make me talk to him.
I took a deep breath before turning to face Paul. He was still staring at me with that same dark expression. I tried to smile at him, but that didn't seem to alter his expression.
"You don't have to do this," he muttered lowly when I was close enough to hear him.
I sighed again, stopping a couple feet away from him.
"You right, I don't have to do this." I glanced back at Harry. He was trying to get all our bags into the trunk of my car. I was still waiting for him to throw a tantrum at us leaving. "We want to go back."
Paul scoffed and shoved his hands in his pockets. They were shaking again.
"No you don't! You made that very clear when you left La Push in the first place!" I winced as his hands flashed out to grab at his hair in frustration. "Why are you going back?"
I sighed, going up to lock the front door before meeting Harry at the car. Paul glared at me as I passed him, but followed me to the car.
Harry jumped into the back seat, opening his laptop and putting in his ear phones, zoning us out.
I didn't say anything as I pulled out of the driveway. Harry waved to Mr. Devine as we passed him for the last time.
"Well?" I hesitated before answering, trying to figure out if what I said would make Paul mad.
"We're going for you, you jerk." I heard Paul's teeth clench beside me, but surprisingly, he kept his cool. He didn't yell at me or anything.
Harry and I exchanged glances in the rear view mirror. He was surprised too.
I kept glancing at Paul as we got out of the car. So did half the airport. I suppose a trembling six foot something man looking ready to murder someone may cause some alarm...
"Paul." I tried to caution him as we neared the front of the security line. I didn't want him to cause a scene.
"I'm fine," he muttered, walking through security and straight to where we were to wait for the plane.
"Sorry about him," I muttered apologetically, not making eye contact. I shoved Harry through the metal detector before following after him myself.
We gathered our things quickly before going to find Paul.
"What's with him?" Harry asked before Paul came into view. I shrugged.
"I don't think he wants to go back." I frowned. I couldn't for the life of me imagine why though.
Harry shrugged, sitting down a couple seat away from where Paul was and plugging his earphones back in. I frowned at him.
"Paul?" He glanced at me, then back out the huge windows. "I'm sorry." H scoffed again.
"For what?" His eyes lowered as he spoke.
"For..." I frowned, sitting down beside him. What was I sorry for?
"Nothing, you're sorry for nothing." He smiled and I stared at him incredulously. Wasn't he mad just a second ago? Harry stared with an open mouth behind him.
"Okay?"
"So," he started nervously. "I kind of called Embry and told him we were coming back. There may be a welcome party upon arrival..."
"A what?!" Paul smiled sheepishly.
"A party? Come on Kell, they missed you." I tried to put my fury at the thought of a party into words, but all that would come out was weird gasping noises.
"A party," I repeated finally, my fists clenching together. "A party."
"Calm down Kelly. It'll be fine."
"I don't like parties," I whined. Paul chuckled.
"Neither do I, but they really did miss you. And Harry." I sighed, glancing at my brother. He was back to his laptop. Why did I ever get that for him...
"Hey Paul," I said as we got up to board the plane.
"Yeah?" He picked up my carry-on bag before putting his arm around my waist and pulling me towards him.
"Who's Embry?"
~MRS*SC~
I was on high alert the second I stepped out of the airport. Paul told us it would be at least a two hour drive before we were actually in La Push, but you never know...
Paul's car was still in the car park from when we first left, so he drove up home.
"Where's the key?" I dug my fingernails into the seat. He said it would take two hours. It'd taken an hour. One hour.
"Are they in my house?" I asked in a low voice. Paul rolled his eyes and Harry laughed at me from the back seat.
"How would they get in if we have the key?" Harry reached into my carry-on bag and pulled out my ever growing key ring. "It's right here." Harry got out of the car, and Paul, after throwing one more worried glance at me, followed him.
I glared at them as they walked in the door. Nothing seemed to happen. S, I got out of the car and walked in the still open front door.
All the lights were off.
Crap, they tricked me.
"Surprise!" I sighed, but smiled at the huge amount of people shoved in my living room.
Kim ran up and hugged me first.
"Welcome home Kelly!" I laughed as she let me go. Home. I guess La Push was my home now.
I waved shyly at the rest of the people smiling at me. None of them approached me like Kim had though. I saw Claire waving wildly from the arms of one of the buff men. He kind of looked familiar.
Emily nodded at me and Sam smiled.
I was surprised at how many faces I recognized.
"Thanks guys, for being so welcoming... And understanding."
"Hey, you're family, and no one can run away from that!" Jared ran at me, picking me up and swinging me around the room.
Everyone laughed. He set me down in the middle of the room, and the party went into full swing.
I tried to get around to thank everyone, but eventually I got distracted.
Where was Harry? And Paul?
I found Harry in the kitchen on his laptop. I took his laptop, pushed him into the living room and went to go look for Paul so he could hide the technological monstrosity from my brother.
I found him outside talking to one of the buff guys. He didn't seem as familiar as some of the others...
"Paul?" He looked shocked to see me. The other guy looked at me sadly.
"Hi Kells," he said. "Welcome home." I smiled and nodded at him then looked at Paul questioningly.
Paul sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"Kell, this is Embry."
Heey guys! Sorry if this chapter feels kind of...off?
My dad got me a new laptop today and I'm trying to get the feel of it.. I'm used to typing on my super old desktop on Microsoft Word 2003 (old, I know), with Dotum 12 font, in the basement, listening to k-pop... I have odd requirements... Hope it's okay though!
JustcallmeRiley: Fabulous question. Thanks for the review~
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1h2a34: Thank you~ And I love Harry's character as well! He's kind of based off my little brother, except a lot nicer... And we'll have to see what happens with Embry... Thanks for the review!
wolfie96: Me too(: And thanks for the review~
Stargazer1364: I don't mind~ I hate that too... Again, based off my brother and that is exactly something he would do. Most annoying thing in the world. I wish I had a spitball shooter.. Thanks for the review!
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