Your Love's A Drug

A/N: Alright! Here is the early update that you guys earned! Thanks so much for all of the reviews! I now have 191 for my first PAUL AND JACOB STORY! Woooh! Ahaha but I'm sad to announce that this story is almost done. I doubt that it will go any further than chapter 16. So yeah! Ahaha and yes, this is kinda short...but I am sad to announce that I'm getting sick...AGAIN! Stupid low immune system...! But yeah, I am also sad to announce that NOT MYSELF TONIGHT IS UP FOR ADOPTION! I just...don't think that I can go on with it. So sorry to people that were looking forward to it! So yeah...sorry about all of the bad news in this AN...but now it's time to enjoy!

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Jake's POV

I felt him tense as soon as he entered the restaurant. His grip on my waist tightened as a low growl rumbled through his chest. I couldn't understand why, but I couldn't ask him for his reason yet.

"Is it just the...two of you?" A petite brown haired hostess asked us with a small blush as she examined us.

When Paul didn't say anything I answered, "Yeah, just us." I smiled and she grabbed two menus from a shelf inside of the podium that she stood behind and led us to a table with a booth on each side. "Thank you." I said as she walked away.

I turned my gaze to Paul, who hadn't seemed to relax at all since we first got here.

"Is everything okay?" I asked, and didn't realize how much of a stupid question it was until the words had already left my mouth. Of course things weren't okay, especially not after the little run in that we had with Jarred and Embry...which I was not allowed to think about tonight.

He seemed to snap out of his tense daze and smiled, "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Are you sure because..." And then it hit me. That sickly sweet scent. If I wasn't mistaken, then that was exactly how Emmett smelled. I didn't finish my question as I let my eyes wander around every face in the restaurant until I found the one, or rather the group, that I was looking for.

I saw Bella first, and then the short one with black hair whose name had slipped my mind, both of them sat on one side of the table while the other side was occupied by Emmett.

"Oh." I said in understanding when I looked back at Paul. "Did you want to go somewhere else?"

"What? No. I know that you love to eat pasta so we are eating here." He said in a sexy, controlling voice. I still tried to protest since I didn't want him to be uncomfortable, "I don't want to hear it Jake. I'm fine. End of conversation." He opened the menu and placed it flat on the table as he began looking over it.

"Okay." I sighed as I opened the menu and held it up so that it would cover my face, "I just wanted to make this comfortable for you."

"Jake, don't worry about me. I'm comfortable as long as you're comfortable." I dropped my menu down to the table, the same way that Paul had done with his. "So let's just have a good dinner, alright?"

I smiled, "Okay then."

"Hello, I'm Melonie and I will be your..." She cleared her throat as if insinuating something, "waitress tonight." I noticed how she was totally just turned to face Paul, and seemed to be giving him her full attention. I wasn't even sure if she had noticed me. "What can I do for you?"

I took my bottom lip in-between my teeth as a rush of jealousy coursed through my body. She was a really pretty girl, and it was totally obvious that she was flirting with him. Paul hadn't looked up from his menu yet.

"Hmm, I don't know." He finally looked up at me, "What do you want baby?"

The dark haired waitress finally acknowledged my presence, with a slight attitude.

"Um...can I just have the spaghetti and meatballs with a lemonade?" I asked for some unknown reason.

"Mmm...that sounds good. I'll have that too. Thanks." He smirked as he took my, now folded, menu and handed them both to her. Once she was gone he let out a small chuckle, "Baby, you know that there's no reason to get jealous."

I shrugged, "I just can't help it."

Emmett's POV

"I seriously can't believe that I survived." I smiled happily as I walked in the middle of Alice and Bella.

"Emmett, shut up!" They both giggled as Alice playfully smacked my upper arm, "It was only shopping, not a fucking war."

I scoffed, as Bella chuckled, but our laughter died down when her stomach let out a lour grumble; which resulted in Alice and I to burst into laughter.

"Well, I guess that we should get the girl something to eat!" I laughed as I draped one of my muscular arms over her shoulders.

We found a nice looking Italian restaurant and Bella let us know that this would be the place that she wanted to eat at. We quickly got a table, with four chairs because I don't like booths that much, and went on talking about Alice's shopping trip. Of course, everything that was purchased, was either forced on us by her or was purchased for her. She wouldn't let Bella anywhere near the jeans or touch anything too loose, so it wasn't too much of a surprise that Bella wasn't carrying that many bags. Alice, of course, had the largest amount of bags; which I was being forced to carry.

"I'll be back, I need to go to the ladies room." Bella excused herself as she stood from the table and left.

Alice and I locked in an intense gaze. She knew what was about to happen, what I was going to tell her to do. She was reluctant at first, but I eventually made a deal. Go shopping, and get Alice to use her power for my own personal use.

"Alright Alice. Time to pay up." I smirked as I slightly leaned back in my chair.

She let out a sigh as she shifted in her chair, "You can't at least wait until we get home?"

"Nope. We made a deal, and I fulfilled my end of the bargain, and now it's your turn to do the same."

"Emmett, seriously, this is wrong. I don't really want any part in this mess. Why can't you just leave him alone?" She asked, her face was completely serious; which was strange on Alice.

"Alice...you shouldn't really be questioning my reasoning." I smirked as I folded my hands on my lap.

"And why would that be Emmett?" She did the same.

"Because...I know your secret."

"Alright, I'm back. What'd I miss?" Bella smiled as she sat down in her seat once again.

Alice only held her fearful expression for a quick second before masking it with a smile, "Nothing much. Just trying to decide what we should pretend to eat."

Jake's POV

"Ugh, I'm so full!" I whined as I placed both of my hands on my stomach.

Paul chuckled as he waved down our waitress and asked for the check, "Well, at least I know that you liked it."

The waitress dropped off the bill, face down, and Paul quickly picked it up.

"How much is it?" I asked, but Paul only smirked as he shook his head.

"Don't worry about it." He smirked as he stood from the table, "I'm gonna go and pay for this, and then go to the bathroom. When I'm done, we'll go, okay?"

I smiled as he turned to go. I was left alone at the table, patiently waiting for Paul to get back to me. We were having a really good first date, well with the exception of our small encounter with Quil and Jarred. Then, maybe it was just my sudden curiosity for the confrontation, I realized that they obviously didn't know about the imprint. They were surprised to find Paul holding my hand. I thought that Paul would've at least told his 'brothers' about us...wouldn't he?

"Hey you." I was suddenly aware of the fact that I wasn't alone at the table anymore. Emmett was now occupying the other booth. "You don't know how to say hi to people anymore or what?"

"Well...it's just that," My voice was suddenly shaking, "I'm here with Paul. So I k-kinda figured that I would avoid that whole, awkward conversation thing." I shrugged, trying my best to get rid of Emmett before Paul came back.

"Oh, so wolf-boy is here, huh?" He smirked as he looked around playfully, not really searching for anyone. "So how are you and the mutt doing?"

"Don't call him that. And not that it's any of your business, but we're doing great." I said in an as-a-matter-o-fact manner.

"Oh yeah?" He let out a low laugh which I found odd.

"What's so funny?"

He shrugged nonchalantly, but his playful smirk said that there was something that he wanted to say. It wasn't like him to hold back. From what I knew of him, he wasn't one to hold back when they have something to say.

"Is there something that you want to tell me?" I asked, starting to get a bit annoyed.

"Well, yeah, but I don't think that you would care much about it." He began to scoot out of the seat until he was able to stand, but as if by instinct, my hands reached out to grab one of his.

"Stay...and tell me, because I do care. I want to know what you have to say Emmett."

My own words had surprised me. Although I would never say it out loud, I had the same physical attraction for him that I had for Paul. It was hard not to be attracted to him. The only thing that was missing, was the emotional attraction that I had for Paul. If Emmett and I had been talking for that one month when I hadn't been talking to Paul...I would probably be with him right now. The thought made my stomach...jump. But not a bad kind of jump, it was definitely the good kind.

"Well, if you insist." He smirked as he sat back down.

I noticed that his eyes were a darker shade of honey gold than I had seen the other day.

"So, what were you going to say?" I asked, not missing how his cold hand gripped one of mine and our interlocked hands were on display for everyone in the restaurant as they just sat on the table.

"Jake, I'm not trying to ruin whatever it is that you and Paul have going on...but seriously, I just think that it's kind of wrong."

My eyebrows furrowed together from the pure confusion that I was feeling from his words, "Wrong?"

"Yeah, I mean honestly...do you think that he would be here with you if he had a choice? Basically he is being force to 'love' you." He used air quotes when he said love. "That's not the way that love should be. His love is basically forced by the imprint. Are you happy about that? Is that the way that you want your love to be?"

Oh.

My.

God.

He was right. How could I be so stupid and not see that? If Paul had the choice, he wouldn't want to be with me. He would probably be with a girl if he wasn't stuck with me. I saw the way that girls, and some guys, look at him with lust filled eyes. If it weren't for the imprint, he would probably return some of those looks. I probably wouldn't even be able to talk to him.

"What the fuck did you do to..." I heard Paul snarl, but it trailed off into nothing as I'm sure that he saw our hands.

I slowly pulled my hand away from Emmett's and brought both of mine up to wipe my tear stained cheeks. I kept my eyes locked on the table top, not daring to look up at either of them.

I hear Emmett slide out of the booth and stand. I'm sure that they had a little stare down before he spoke, "Just remember Jake, things wouldn't be like that with me."

Paul's POV

As Emmett turned on his heel to leave, I was at a loss as of what to do. Usually it is just intuition that leads me to do whatever I need to do for him. But right now, I just don't know. What is one supposed to do when they go to the bathroom, come back only to find your significant other crying and holding hands with another person?

Jake slowly rose from the booth, "I'm ready to go home now." Then he walked towards the exit. He didn't wait. He didn't hold my hand. Nothing. Just left.

I let out an unhappy sigh as I went to catch up with him, only to find that he was already outside of the restaurant. I stepped outside and stood next to his trembling form. I moved again so that I would be in front of him. I cupped his chin and made him look up at me. I used my free hand to wipe away his tears.

"What's wrong?" I asked. I'm sure that my voice sounded sincere, sad, and worried.

He shook his head, and managed to put on a sad smile, "I'm just really cold. So can we get going?"

He asked. Even though he didn't answer my question honestly, I would never deny him of anything that he would ask of me. I wrapped an arm around him as we began walking back to where we had parked the truck. Once there, I helped him into the passenger's side of the car and then got behind the driving wheel. We began driving in silence.

"So," I began, breaking the silence that I decided was my enemy, "did you want to go home? Or my house?"

He finally looked at me, instead of out the window, and as we stopped at a red light I returned the gaze.

"I don't care." He shrugged.

AS the light turned green, I simply pulled over to the side of the road, and killed the engine. I unbuckled my belt and shifted in my seat so that I could look at him.

"Baby...please, just tell me what's wrong." I began pleading with him as he turned to look at me.

"Paul...it's just that...I realized something." He spoke slowly, with a weak voice, through the tears.

"What, please tell me."

"Your love...is forced." His words shocked me, to say the least. "You're only here with me because...because you have to be. If not, then you'd die. So it's not like you're choosing to love me. You have to." He put as much emphasis as he could on 'have'.

At this point, tears were streaming down both of our cheeks.

"W-what? No." I shook my head, "No, that's not true. I love you because I choose to love you. You're my soulmate Jacob. We were meant to be." I now held one of his hands in-between both of mine.

He had removed his seat belt and leaned forward so that there were only mere inches in-between our faces.

"Prove it." he whispered.

"Tell me how. Just, tell me how I can prove it to you and I'll do it."

He closed the gap and connected our lips, only for a quick second before kissing his way up to my ear to whisper, "Give me what's mine, and claim what's yours."

A/N: Alright! There's your early update! ahaha what do ya think? Was it good? Should they have sex? Ahaha let me know! And yeah...I'm fucking getting sick, AGAIN! UGH! This is some bullcaca! I was supposed to go to a party tomorrow night! UGH! Now I'm just gonna be at home till I get better...shiet. Ahaha so yeah, review and lemme know! And if you haven't already, then go read and review my new story What Is Love? please! Ahaha alright, thanks a bunch! And I'm so close to 200! AAHHH! Ahaha oh yeah! AND ANOTHER THING! All of my collab's are getting started, so keep an eye out, and I'll keep you updated!

Notoriously Yours,

GoinnGaGa

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