SNEAKING OUT

CHAPTER 3

A/N: To all those people who sunk into my room at night and/or stalked me on my way to school and demanded I write a third chapter. :D One big group hug for you all!

This will be the last chapter of this story. Thanks for reading! :)

NPOV

"So do you think they'll count this as sneaking out again?" I worried to Jacob; I was in enough trouble already. Of course he didn't have to worry about that, his dad couldn't rip him apart and just stick him back together when he was done. Not that my dad would do that, he's not that angry. I don't think...

I bit my lip.

"No, I don't think it's sneaking out. More like an escape." He gave me a cheeky grin. I just about melted from the neck down, I managed to keep eye contact with him though, his eyes seemed so powerful that they could hold me up but be so soft that I knew he would never hurt me.

He glanced down at my slightly wobbling knees and then back up to my face of complete adoration. He must have guessed what I was feeling like – not that it was hard to tell – because he then asked me something. His assumptions were confirmed when I had to ask him to repeat his question because I was too busy daydreaming about him.

His smile was smug.

Then he bent down and kissed me. His lips were crushing down on mine and I could feel his hot breath on my face and I felt myself leave the ground as he held me tighter–

"Oh God! The forest isn't even safe!"

I felt Jacob gently set me back on the ground.

I knew exactly who owned the voice and looked for him through the high branches of the trees. Then I found him.

Emmett.

"What are you doing here?!"

I was frustrated! Did I have any privacy? Dad probably sent him. A growl escaped my lips and I felt Jacob's strong arm around my shoulders. He held me close to his side and I snuggled into his chest. I felt calmer in his arms.

"Chill, Nessie!" He rolled his eyes at me. "I'm doing what you and Jacob are doing!"

With the slightest shift of his body weight he was falling from the tree and landed with a nearly silent thud. He smirked.

"Well, not exactly what you and Jacob were doing."

I scowled at him but Jacob seemed unruffled.

"So why aren't you out here with Blondie?"

Emmett's smile was gone and he sighed.

"Well, she's the one I'm hiding from…"

"Oh!"

Despite all scientific laws, Jacob's smile seemed to get bigger.

"We're having our next wedding soon and since the last few were small – and by small I mean they didn't have to close down the main street for them – Rosalie wanted to have a really big one this year."

A small smile played at Emmett's lips.

"And she got really mad at me when she asked me what song we should have as our first-dance-song and I said Cows With Guns."

Emmett was laughing now.

Jacob was too. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, she was saying I wasn't taking this seriously."

Emmett leaned against the tree he just jumped down from.

I reached up to Jacob's face and held my hand to his cheek.

I thought of Rosalie when she was mad, stomping around and yelling at Emmett and then Emmett running into the forest.

Jacob laughed.

"I suppose we should go back, Rosalie should be calm by now, I hope."

Emmett looked at us with slight annoyance, surely wondering what I told Jacob.

I nodded in agreement.

I took my hand off Jacob's cheek and held his hand.

We all ran back to the house. I could hear no yelling so I took that as a good sign.

I entered cautiously but Emmett and Jacob walked in completely causally and unworried.

It turned out my caution was completely unnecessary.

Rosalie and Alice were over by the stairs discussing the pros and cons of two shades of blue, Carlisle was walking upstairs with a thick, old book in his hands, Esme was talking to Jasper about renovations for the house and – I purposely looked at them last – mum and dad were on the couch, snuggled next to each other. I let out a breath of relief and Emmett went over to Rosalie to wrap his huge arms around her waist.

Jacob turned to face me and stroked my hair.

"See, what did I tell you!"

I laughed and wrapped my arms around him, my head barely reaching his chest.

I made a mental note: I must trust Jacob more often.

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~ CommeParMagie