Your Love's A Drug

A/N: Hello everyone! Hahaha here is a new chapter of this amazing story! I have to start by saying, thank you all so much for the lovely reviews! As always, I take everyone's opinions and suggestions into consideration as I write. And then the contest…what did yall think? I deleted the details to post this. Hahaha but they are still posted on "The Fame Monster" so if you wanna check it out, go there! Um…yeah, so I hope that you enjoy this chapter, cuz it took me forever to write!

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For A…Date?

Paul's POV

My heart was racing as I slowly began leaning in towards my imprint. Something inside of me was screaming at e about how this isn't right. As much as I wanted to kiss Jake right now, I probably wouldn't because there was still a chance that he didn't want this. There's a chance that if I do kiss him, I might scare him away and he will want nothing to do with me; and even thinking about that happening was hurting me.

I kept moving forward until our lips were a few short inches apart, and I could smell his sweet scent. It was intoxicating and made me want to close that small gap between us, but I fought the urge. Instead I let a smirk play on my lips as I let out a small laugh. I slowly pulled back and looked at his face. He had his eyes closed and he looked like he was waiting for our lips to meet.

I laughed again and his eyes snapped open, "So you're gay?" I asked with a smile.

He didn't answer me; instead he looked away from me and diverted his gaze to the flowers growing in front of us.

"It's okay. I don't mind, so don't worry about it." He stayed quiet.

I let the uncomfortable silence fill the space between us until Jake finally decided to say something.

"Don't tell anyone…please?" He said in a low almost incoherent whisper.

"My lips are sealed." I pretended to zip my lips and lock them at the end. "So I take it that you probably don't want to talk about it anymore, right?"

He slowly nodded.

This kind of complicated things. If we ever did have a relationship, then it would be hidden. A well kept secret, until he finally decided to just come out. Hell, I could care less. I wasn't gay before this whole thing, I was a womanizer and I was proud of it; and then I laid my eyes on this beautiful boy, and I was willing to take any heat about being gay, as long as I was with him.

"Alright…well then, we should probably get up and moving again right?" I tried to lighten the mood, and to my pleasure, Jake sent me a small smile.

"Whoa, hold up! I answered the question, and now it's your turn."

I smiled, "Alright, well…I'm gay too. So don't feel uncomfortable kid."

It sounded weird hearing the words come from my mouth, but at the same time, it felt right. A part of me is denying it already, but at the same time a much bigger part of me is accepting it. The larger part of me is yearning to feel his touch, and his lips against mine. I wanted to feel his tight warmth around me. But above everything else, I wanted to protect him and make him happy.

"Paul?" He pulled me out of my thoughts and I turned to look at him, "Thank you…for promising not to tell anyone. If you don't want me to tell anyone then I won't."

"If you don't mind." I smirked, "I haven't exactly told anyone yet. This is kinda new for me."

We let another comfortable silence fill the air, just taking in the peaceful feeling that was surrounding us.

"Hmm…I miss the sun." He sighed as he looked up at the cloudy gray sky.

"We get to see the sun every once in awhile." I chuckled.

Just then I felt a sudden wet droplet hit my cheek. I wiped it away and shortly after Jake did the same. Then the few drops turned into a sprinkling rain and then a full on spray. We had rushed to get underneath the think leaves of a nearby tree, laughing all the way.

"I guess that this isn't going to be one of those sunny days huh?" He laughed as he wiped any water from his face.

"I guess not, looks like we're stuck here until it gets a little lighter huh?" I smirked at the thought of being here alone with him for awhile longer.

It was raining heavy and I was perfectly warm with my unnaturally warm body temperature, but my mate on the other hand wasn't so fortunate. He let out a shiver, and I figured that this would be the perfect time to make my move on him.

I slowly stepped closer to him and took in a deep breath. I was about to suggest that I help warm him up when Jake turned to look at me with a big grin on his face.

"I have an idea, but only if you tell me that you are down to do it before you know what it is. Show me that you know how to take a risk Meraz." He pulled his iPod out of his pocket and placed it next to the dry base of the tree before walking to the edge of the shelter that the leaves were giving us.

"Alright, what's the plan kid?" I laughed as I stood next to him at the edge of the shelter.

"Alright, so what we're gonna do…is run!" He took off into the rain and out into the clearing again, underneath the slightly heavy rain.

"Hey!" I chased after him, enjoying the feeling of the rain against my skin and hearing the loud sound of my imprint's laughter.

"Don't you just love the feeling?" He shouted cheerfully as he ran around the clearing.

I really did love it. I ran around, laughing along with him, closing my eyes and just letting instinct take over. The raindrops that hit my face kept a wide smile on my face.

"Oh shit!" I hear Jake shout and my heart stops.

My eyes snapped open and I scanned the area to try and find my mates running figure in the wet haze of raindrops, and I didn't until I heard his loud laughter and found him lying on his back on the floor.

I began to jog to where he was on the floor, "Jake are you-oh shit!" I repeated his action of slipping of the wet ground and landed on-top of him.

This only made him laugh harder and let out a small "ow". I quickly shifted my weight to my hands and knees so that I was hovering over him instead of being fully on-top of him. I looked down at his laughing face and smiled. His laughter slowly died down and he smiled up at me, and I loved it. I loved seeing him underneath me, smiling up at me.

"See, wasn't this fun?" He chuckled.

"Yeah, you were right." I continued to smile. Then something came over me, and I couldn't stop it, hell I didn't want to either. I slowly brought my head down and gently pressed my lips against his. I fully expected him to push me away and reject me, but he didn't. He kissed me back. Our lips danced on one another's and one of his hands wrapped around my neck and the other tangled itself in my hair, pulling me closer to his body. I let myself collapse onto his body and he wrapped his legs around my waist. I growled into the kiss, loving the way his body felt against mine.

I unwillingly broke the kiss and Jake let out a small whimper as he gave me a confused look. I stood from the ground and pulled him up with me. I laced our fingers together as I began leading him away from the clearing as quickly as possible. My heart wretched and I felt a bit empty as he pulled his hand away from mine and ran back to the tree. The hazy sheet of rain made it hard to see what he was doing, but my heart was doing flips when he ran back to me and re-laced our fingers. I smiled and I saw that he was tightly gripping his iPod. I resumed our fast track out of the rain. We couldn't just make out in the rain, as sexy as that is; there is a chance that Jake could get sick. If it were anybody else I wouldn't care, but he wasn't just anybody. He was my imprint, my heart, my soul, my world.

Jake's POV

I could barley wrap my mind around the fact that this was actually happening to me. He had his hands on my ass, holding my up while my legs were wrapped around his waist. We were still kissing and I gripped onto his neck with my hands. We were surprisingly able to do this while he carried me up the steps to his front door. He quickly removed one hand to open the already unlocked door, and then replaced it as he carried me inside. I un-wrapped my legs and he gently placed me on the floor. He placed a single finger against his lips, asking me to stay quiet. He grabbed one of my hands and led me to a bedroom quickly. We were both dripping wet and I was extremely cold without the extreme warmth that was radiating off of his body. He stripped from his wet sweatshirt and revealed his amazingly sculpted upper body. He stood in front of me with a cocky smirk on his face and captured my face in between his hands and placed a soft gentle kiss on my lips.

"You should probably get out of those wet clothes." He smiles down at me. He has a height advantage on me, but I don't mind.

I can feel my face heat up as the words leave his mouth and Paul begins to back pedal.

"Oh, I didn't mean it like that." He seemed to blush, and I felt odd, almost like I was hoping that he meant it like that, "I meant you can take a hot shower here and I can give you some clothes to borrow."

I nodded," O-okay, thanks."

He then proceeded to lead me to his private bathroom. He pointed out the clean towels that were neatly folded in a cupboard and told me to feel free to use his body wash and shampoos. He left the bathroom and closed the door telling me that he would have clothes set up for me on his bed. I locked the door and turned on the shower so that it would have time to heat up as I stripped out of my clothes.

As I stood under the warm blasts of water, I began to think about what the hell happened in the clearing. When Paul had told me that he was gay, I was surprised to say the least, but when I kissed him…I don't know. I just felt this chemistry and I couldn't resist. For all I know he probably has someone in his life. I'm an idiot for having feelings for Paul Meraz. And I'm an even bigger idiot for kissing him. I'm not saying that I didn't like, hell that boy was working wonders with his lips. We weren't even using tongue, just our lips alone, and he had me feeling waves of pleasure. Something was obviously wrong with this little chain of events. I mean, within a day I managed to reject him, like him, make out with him, and now here I am in his shower.

What do I do? I mean, what should I expect to happen from this situation? A single word popped into my head.

Nothing.

Well gee. Thanks for the fucking self confidence boost. I should probably wait and find out how Paul feels about this whole crazy mess before I make any decisions.

I turned off the shower and stepped out, grabbing a towel and drying myself off a bit before wrapping it around my waist. I opened the bathroom door and found sweats, a plain white shirt, and a thick sweater sitting on the bed. I changed, and although everything was a bit big, I was SO WARM! I had to roll up the bottom of the sweats a bit so that I would actually be able to see my feet. I left his room and found him in the living room of his house, sitting on a couch.

"Hey!" he greeted as he turned off the TV, "Do the clothes fit you alright?"

I nodded slowly and he stood up and grabbed keys from the coffee table in front of the couch he was sitting on. He had changed into jeans and a simple black jacket.

"I was thinking that I would give you a ride home, since it is still raining kinda hard." He smiled at me.

"Oh, okay." I slowly nodded, feeling a little disappointed.

He opened the front door for me and used an umbrella to cover me as I walked to the passenger side of his black truck. I didn't know what kind it was or what year, all I knew was that it was a black truck. I was only alone in the cabin for a few seconds before Paul opened the driver's side door and hopped in, throwing the umbrella in the back seat. Then I figured that the truck had to be somewhat new since it had a back seat, right?

He started the car and not too long after, we were making our way back to my house. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as a silence filled the space between us.

"Something on your mind?" He asked as he glanced over at me.

"Well…are we gonna talk about what happened?" I asked as I shifted in my seat again.

He had stopped the car and we were parked in front of my house.

"What is there to talk about?" He asked with a smirk as he shifted his body in his chair so that his body was kind of facing me.

My eyebrows furrowed and I know that I made that 'wtf' face, but it wasn't on purpose.

"What?" He asked again, seeming to be confused. "Did I say something wrong?"

I simply shook my head, "Nope." I made a pop nose at the end of the word.

"Jake…I know I probably shouldn't have said that we have nothing to talk about. But, we don't have to talk about it." I watched him intently and then I felt a familiar warmth on my hand. I looked down at it and saw that Paul was holding it, "I like you. And I think that it is safe to assume that you like me. So we don't need to talk about anything, right?"

I took this into thought and realized that he was right. I slowly nodded so that he would know that I agree with him.

He handed me his cell phone telling me to give him my number. I added my number to his contacts and handed it back to him.

"Alright then." He had that cocky grin on his face again. "So, I'll pick you up at seven."

It was my turn to be confused, "For what?"

He chuckled, "Our first date." He smiled, and I felt my heart flutter.

"O-oh." I looked out of the passenger window. "Okay then. So…what're we going to be doing?"

"Now see, I can't tell you that, or else it wouldn't be a surprise." He smirked at me before leaning in for a kiss, but I leaned back with a playfully grin on my face.

"See, two can play the holdout game." I said smugly before opening the door, "I'll see you at seven, Meraz."

Paul's POV

Alright, it was almost seven and I was on my way to pick Jake up. I had been in a good mood all day because of my morning 'run' with Jake. I was getting close to his house and I found myself getting more anxious with every passing second. I was happily humming some random tune that seemed to be stuck in my head for an unknown reason.

My phone had vibrated in my truck's cup holder thing and I reached to pick it up. I was a pretty good driver, so I was able to answer it and stay focused on the road.

"Paul, we are going to have a pack meeting tonight at seven thirty." Sam informed without even a formal greeting.

"Oh, well hello to you too Sam." I said with a chuckle.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Hey Paul."

"And as for the meeting…I don't know if I can make it." I spoke in a nervous tone, scared of Sam's response. He didn't really like it when anyone missed the pack meetings, and I'm sure that he would be especially mad since I was his beta, his second in command.

"And why would that be?" He asked, and maybe it was just my imagination, but he sounded a bit angry.

"I uh…I have a date…with my imprint." I informed him in the same nervous tone.

"Oh." He seemed to be using his usual light tone, "I'll excuse you this once Paul. Good luck." He told me before hanging up.

Did that really just happen? Sam just…excused me from a meeting? I mean, he is a really nice guy, but when it comes to the pack stuff, he is usually very strict. I respected him very much because he was such a great pack leader, and always made sure that the pack was happy. I was still a bit shocked as I pulled up in front of Jake's house. I stepped out of the car, luckily the rain had stopped earlier, but I still had that umbrella in the backseat just in case.

As I walked up to his front door I began fixing my clothes. I was wearing jeans and a simple black collar shirt. I knocked on the door and patiently waited for someone to answer the door.

An older man answered the door. His face was rugged and he had long black hair. I assumed that he was Jake's dad, so I put on my best smile.

"You're the Meraz kid, right?" He asked in a stern voice.

I had hoped that he didn't remember all of mine and Jake's childhood encounters as I nodded, "Yes sir."

"How can I help you, boy?" He asked, giving me an intense look from head to toe.

"Uh, I'm here to pick up Jake…for a…date?" I said in a low tone, almost a whisper, and it sounded like more of a question then a statement. The look he was giving me was making me even more nervous then I already was. And when I told him that I was here to pick Jake up for our date…he looked like a little kid that just found out the Santa isn't real. He didn't believe it, and his eyes got wide along with the sudden drop of his jaw. An uncomfortable and sort of awkward silence filled the space between us until…

"JACOB BLACK! GET DOWN HERE NOW!" He yelled and I jumped at the sudden loud noise.

Uh-oh. Something tells me that this isn't going to turn out so well.

A/N: Alrighty! So, there it is! So what do you think? Am I moving to fast with the plot? Should I have put Leah in this chapter? What should Billy do? And most importantly, should I even continue? Let me know! Thank you so much for reading, and I hope that you review.

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