Evening all! So, I had a good holiday apart from getting sick on the journey home which wasn't fun which kind of inspired this chapter. I wish I had a Sam to look after me ;) Anyway, for theose of you who don't remember, Renee's a bitch. Just thought I'd put that out there. See you Thursday.

Experiment: It was about 50/50 over who read my AN and who didn't.

Disclaimer: Anything Twilighty is Stephanie Meyer's.

BPOV

It had been 2 weeks since Sam and I had been on our amazing first date. Since then, we'd been out twice more – once to the cinema and another time to the park in Port Angeles for ice cream. We'd also just hung out at his place and cuddled on the sofa. We'd become much more comfortable in our relationship and although we'd not said the big 'I love you', I knew I cared for him deeply and wanted to spend the rest of my life with him, imprint or no imprint. We'd not gone much further physically and I was glad as Sam was my first serious relationship. He did make a lot of innuendos though that had me blushing.

Tonight we were supposed to go out but I'd gotten sick. I was curled up in bed when Jared offered to ring Sam to cancel. Ten minutes later Sam turned up on the doorstep with chocolate, a hot water bottle and some films to make me feel better.

'Hey baby, you feeling any better?' he asked as he brushed my hair out of my eyes.

'Not really.' I croaked back. 'What are you doing here? You don't want to catch anything.'

'I can't catch colds and stuff, my body's higher temperature automatically wards them off. And I wanted to see you, I brought chocolate.' He wiggled it around in the air as if I was a dog and he had the ball I wanted to chase.

'Gimme!' I reached out for it and he complied by putting it into my hands.

'Squidge up, I think a cuddle would make you feel better.' My man was surprisingly a big fan of snuggling. I got the impression that Emily was never bothered about it and he liked the closeness. 'Bells you're freezing, you want the hot water bottle as well?'

'Please.' I said through a mouthful of chocolate.

'Okay gorgeous, I'll go fill it up, you want anything else?'

'Just a wolf to cuddle with.'

'That was already guaranteed.' He kissed my forehead and went to sort my hot bottle out.

When he got back I was a good way into my chocolate and the comfort food was definitely helping me feel better.

When Sam came back he'd changed into his pyjamas – some flannel pants with Christmas trees on and a red t shirt.

'What?' he asked when I looked at him funny. 'These are comfier than normal clothes and they're the only pyjamas I have. And my mom insists we wear them on Christmas Day.' He climbed back into bed with me and whispered in my ear. 'Normally I wear nothing to bed.' I shivered and blushed while he chuckled. It wasn't fair that he could illicit that sort of reaction even when I was feeling rubbish. He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me in close.

'So which of these do you wanna watch? These are what Leah recommended so I hope they're ok.'

'Erm, I don't know, you choose, I'll probably fall asleep anyway.'

'How about The Lion King? As long as you promise not to cry when Mufasa dies.'

'I can't guarantee that, but I'd love to watch it.'

'Okay.' He popped it into the DVD player and we watched the little cartoon animals act out the story.

Despite Sam asking me not to cry, I did. He quietly kissed my tears away and handed me tissues. He was perfect.

I was surprised we were not being investigated every 5 seconds by Jared or my dad. I guess they trusted Sam and me not to do anything as Jared would know as soon as the two of them phased. I liked that they could trust us. With Sam being 3 years older than me at 21, they would probably put some sort of restrictions on staying over when we got to that stage.

I'd fallen asleep towards the end of the film and when I woke up there was a hard chest as my pillow. I lifted my head to see my boyfriend fast asleep snoring lightly. He looked so cute and much younger than his real age. I was feeling much better so I reached up and kissed his jaw.

He sleepily blinked his eyes and looked down at me.

'Hey baby, you have a nice nap? Feeling better?' He asked - his voice still sleep filled.

'Yeah, I am feeling better, looks like you had a nice nap too.' I giggled.

'Yeah I did, cos' you were in my arms.'

'Corny.'

'But true.' He leaned down to kiss me but I pushed him away.

'My mouth isn't clean.'

He pouted. 'Fine. Go brush your teeth, I want my goodnight kiss.' He sighed and looked at the clock. 'I better head back it's 10.'

I went to brush my teeth and when I came back into the room Sam was dressed in the clothes he arrived in. I walked up to him and we kissed, longer than we had before with just a hint of tongue. Sam moaned into my mouth and I giggled as I pulled away.

'You can't giggle at me.'

'I think the reactions you have are funny.'

'It's not my fault you're so sexy.' He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him.

'Hush now.'

There was a knock at the door and Jared stuck his head through.

'Hey Sam, Bells, glad you're looking better, Mom's on the phone for you.'

Having never told Jared and Charlie what my mom was really like they thought we got on.

'Okay, I'll be down in a minute.' I said hesitantly.

He ducked out the door and Sam cradled my face in his hands.

'What's wrong? Why are you freaking out about your mom?'

'I'm fine, I'm not freaking out.'

'Baby don't lie to me, I can tell.'

'Can I tell you later? I'd rather get this call out of the way.'

'Okay.' He kissed me quickly on the mouth and we walked down the stairs together. 'I'll see you soon, I'll text you tonight.'

'Mm, okay, bye.'

I walked to the phone and picked it up, not looking forward to the conversation I was about to have.

'Hello?'

'Hello Isabella.'

Ooooo exciting. I LOVE THE LION KING.

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