Chapter 3 sleepovers and bad moods

AN: I know it's been a while since I last wrote but I was out camping! Anyway here it is Chapter3!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight

The years passed by fast and here we were 2 years later setting up for… our first sleepover. As soon as Grace's mom found out that my girl had remembered their promise from two years ago, she turned as red as a tomato with annoyance. Grace had originally asked the night of her party that I stay over but her mom told her no. My girl had refused to talk to her until she agreed. About 2 weeks into the silent treatment she broke. It didn't help that grace would talk to me around her. I would always receive glares when her mom saw me walking into the room. She had even gone and told me to not come back because I had "corrupted her daughter". Of course Grace chose then to share what she thought about the idea. I told her it was fine and maybe her mom was right, my girl had just burst out into tears and ran up to me wrapping her arms around my stomach and said, "You haven't corrupted me. I just don't like the fact that she can't stand you. I don't want to lose you, Paul." My heart nearly broke with those tears. Her mom looked on and her face softened at the sight of her broken daughter. She looked up at me and apologized for her behavior and walked out shouting that we could have the sleepover.

So here we were now. The big brother role gone and now into best friend mode. I looked over at Grace her face scrunched up in frustration. I had put her up on picking out the movie we would watch while I did all the hard stuff. Right now I was blowing up both of the twin sized air mattresses. I laughed at her and she looked over at me her expression softening before hardening again. "It's not funny. Picking out a movie is a lot harder than it looks. Especially if you're stuck with a guy who loves all the gorey gross movies."

I laughed again, "Grace, you know I don't care what we watch. You could put Lady and the Tramp in and I wouldn't care. As long as I'm watching it with you."

She smiled and said, "See, why can't all guys be like that. I mean all Josh does is complain about the movies I like."

"Josh?" I asked irritation seeping into my voice.

"What? NO! No. That's not what I said. I said uh…. Jess, yeah , I said Jess." She said hurriedly then looking back at the movies.

"Don't lie to me." I said with hurt. "You know you can trust me."

"I know," She sighs and turns around and walks over to where I'm sitting and sits in my lap putting her head on my chest, "He's just a guy I like. That's all."

"Do I know him?" I asked trying to keep my voice calm.

"I don't know. His name is Josh. Joshua Uley." She said carefully.

My body started to tremble, "Stay away from that kid, Grace. He'll only hurt you in the long run. Trust me."

She jumped out of my arms and whipped around to look me straight in the eye, "You can't tell me what to do Paul Walker."

I stood up and looked down at her making her shrink from my glare. "You wanna bet?"

"Get out. Now." She said her voice showing no emotion.

My trembling grew and it was so hard not to phase, but I had to stay in control my girl has to be safe. "Grace-"

"Get. Out."

I sigh and turned around practically running for the door yanking it open and running out into the rain straight for the woods. I couldn't hold on much longer. I felt the fire get hotter as I let the need out.

Then I wasn't just Paul anymore. I was Paul the wolf.

Grace POV

As soon as the door slammed shut I feel to the ground sobbing uncontrollably. His opinion meant a lot to me. And he said to stay away. I knew I would too. Stay away from Josh that is.

I picked myself up with the strength I had and tried not to let my heart break right then and there. I dragged myself to my room and crawled under the covers on the bed. Pulling my stuffed bear, Pauly, up to me. Seeing it, made a rush of memories come back to me.

"Paul, can you win me that bear?" I asked.

We were at the Port Angeles fair standing in front of the booth where you throw the ball and try to knock down all the pins. It was nearly impossible to win because the pins were practically glued to the stand.

He looked down and smiled at me, "Of course, Princess."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me up to the stand, "Three balls please."

The girl working the booth looked at him up and down and followed his arm down and stopped when she saw me, she scowled. "That'll be two dollars."

Paul handed her the money and grabbed the first ball. He pulled his arm back and aimed with the other. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes before throwing the ball. It hit right in the middle of the six pins. I squealed in delight seeing all those pins drop to the ground. Paul smiled widely and looked down at me. The girl grabbed the brown bear with a "I heart Washington" shirt on it.

I grabbed Paul's hand and grabbed the bear from her and walked away.

"So what's her name?" He asked.

"Hmmm. It's a boy actually. And his name is…. For me to know and you to find out." I said and smiled up at him.

He looked down and frowned, "Why can't I know?"

"Because, if I told you then I'd have to kill you. I wouldn't want to do that, now would I?"

His frown deepened and he whined, "Pretty Please?"

"Nope." I said in satisfaction. The truth was I didn't want to tell him because I just knew he would laugh at me. I knew as soon as I saw that bear his name was going to be Pauly.

I looked up and laughed at his hurt expression, and squeezed his hand. "Baby."

My tears fell harder as I played that memory over in my head. Why did I tell him to leave? I need him. So much. I sobbed, "Paul, I need you." I whispered. I closed my eyes and let the sleep set in. Only to be woken up by a light rap on my window.

Paul POV

I ran back home and pulled on some new shorts. I ran back to Grace's house and threw a rock at her closed window. After she didn't answer the first time, I threw two rocks this time. The window jerked open and out came my girls head. She looked from left to right and then finally looked down and met my eyes. She smiled and whispered, "Paul!"

I smiled too and said, "Move out of the way."

Her face disappeared and I took four steps back and ran forward kicking off the tree and leaping up into her window. A body was thrown at me. "Please don't leave again. I didn't mean it." She said I felt my chest getting wet and looked down to see the tears flowing down her cheeks. I knelt down in front of her and looked her in the eye, "I won't. I'm sorry for what I said. I shouldn't have acted that way. You can," I sigh and scrunched up my face, "You can like anyone you want to. I won't stop you, Grace."

She looked at me in surprise. "It's ok, Pauly." She blushed at what she said.

I smiled and brushed my hand across her cheek, "I love it when you blush." That only made her blush deepen and my smile grew bigger.

She pulled away and grabbed my hand pulling me to her bed before laying down and pulling me down with her. She curled into my side, then reached behind her pulling the bear I had won her a year ago out. She started playing with it's fur. "You know, you never did tell me what it's name is."

She blushed and looked down at our intertwined hands before saying, "Pauly."

"What is it, Grace?" I asked.

She looked up at me and giggled before blushing even deeper, "No, that's his name. The bears name is Pauly."

I smiled at her and kissed her forehead and said, "I love it."

She smiled too and snuggled closer into my arms, closing her arms. Seconds later she was sound asleep. I pulled her closer and wrapped my arm around her in a protective hold. I drifted off. Dreaming of my princess.

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