That morning I woke up, went on a run with Liam and Ava, had a shower and then dragged my ass out the door to go to school. How I hate school. And I really wasn't looking forward to seeing Brady after everything that's happened.

I don't have physics today, which is a bonus, but I do have English today, which I do have with him. Yay. Oh, how I shall enjoy the awkwardness.

Moose was there when I walked out and she smiled sadly at the look on my face. "Suck it up, honeybun. It'll be fine."

I glared at her as she pulled me down the road. "If you didn't want to deal with the consequences, you shouldn't have sex in the first place." She said and I groaned.

"I know, I know, I know!" I said and she sighed.

"Come along, you silly little girl." she said, grabbing my hand.

"You realise you're so upset about this because you really like him, right?" she said and I pinched her.

"Shut up." I mumbled and she grinned.

"Oh, chin up, buttercup. They – Brady might not even be at school today. He's been off for so long now, you don't know for sure that he's going to be there today. He's probably just left school for good. Did you ask him when he's coming back when you went roun- oh, right, yeah. You didn't do much talking, did you?"

I glared at her and she grinned again, this one lasting until we reached the girls.

"You alright, Ang?" I asked softly when we finally got to them.

She shrugged, looking away. She was angry. I put my hand on her elbow and she shoved me away like a little kid. I smirked at her and she shoved me, a smile now on her face. "Oh shut up." she said and I laughed, wrapping my arms around her from behind.

"Angie-angie-angie!" I sang into her ear and she swatted at me. "What's the matter?" I asked in a voice that sounded more like 'wassa matta'.

"My dad's being an arse again." She said and I nodded. "Sorry. That makes me sound so insensitive." She mumbled and I shrugged.

"It's all good. I can see how too much Dick can get annoying." I said and she groaned and hit me, making me let go of her.

"Richard, Zoë. His name is Richard." She said in a bored tone, knowing I would never change my ways. I just grinned happily. Dick is a beautiful man, and he loves his family, he just finds pleasure out of annoying Annie.

Silly man and his Welshness.

"Come on! Off to school we go!" Kat shouted, grabbing mine and Moose's hands, starting to skip. I yanked a hold of Annie, and she did the same to Ava, while Moose grabbed Babs who grabbed Nicks, and then we all skipped the rest of the way to school.

I love these girls.

There were two lanky figures at the doorframe. Brady and Collin, watching everyone walk in, having a quiet discussion, as if they were preparing Collin for something.

They were so tall; they hovered over everyone who walked past them, through to the classroom. If they weren't such happy-go-lucky characters, I'm sure they would have been intimidating.

I had been determined to be angry with Brady, but as soon as I saw him, I knew there wasn't a chance in hell I'd ever achieve that. I'd been angry because of how much he was making me like him. And he was doing it – on purpose, as well. I don't know he was managing it, but he was making me feel stuff for him. Stuff that I didn't want to feel for anyone. Yummy gooey stuff.

His head turned to me as me and Moose started walking down the hallway and he licked his lips nervously, gulped and ran a hand through his hair. Collin turned around, his head snapping to me and then he looked around frantically, breathing out when his eyes rested on Moose.

She, however, was in the middle of a bitch about something, so didn't notice Collin squinting his eyes at her. Eventually he sighed and leant against the wall, banging his head against it with a sigh. He looked really disappointed. He turned his head and said something to Brady, who hadn't listened because he was too busy flattening down his hair and looking over. Not at me, though. No. He probably doesn't even remember what happened.

Oh yes, nice one, Zoe. I'm sure he forgot all about loosing his virginity. Because guys are really like that, aren't they?

Even my brains sarcastic too me. It's terrible, really.

"And then I took my knife and I said 'Oi slag, suck my cock' and then I killed her." Moose said and I spluttered on nothing.

"That's nice."

She rolled her eyes. "I was hoping it would get your attention. I thought you weren't going to drool over Brady or anything girly like that?" Moose said and I glared at her, slapping her stomach as we had just got quite close to them.

"I wasn't. I hate you. Fuck off."

She grinned happily at me – really over exaggeratedly, like, even if you won the lottery you would smile like that – and I burst out laughing.

Brady smiled brightly at me as we came to the door. "Hey, Zoë." He said, his smile brightened up his features that had previously looked as sad as they had yesterday.

"Hi Brady." I said, nodding and smiling, but not making eye contact for that long as I slipped through the classroom doors.

Great. Now you look like a bitch, not just an uncomfortable person. A mean, cold-hearted bitch.

"Damn it." I heard him mutter and a second later I felt his hand on my upper arm. I turned to him, raising an eyebrow. "Um, Zoë, I-,"

"Right, as you four are the last in, you're the last group." Teach, as we call all teachers, but really it was Miss Lucian, said.

I sort of chocked on air. "Hmm?" I tried to sound casual, but the high pitch really gave away my frantic nervousness.

"You have to work in groups to start analysing this piece of text. Now, get to it."

You have got to be freaking kidding me. This is a joke. An absolute joke.

Moose smiled at me as we turned and walked towards our normal spaces, Collin picking their table up in one hand and bring it over to ours.

Both of mine and Moose's eyebrows were in our hair line at this point.

His eyes widened as he saw us looking and he seemed to realise what he did. Brady punched him he gut, equally as wide-eyed and he laughed uneasily. "So I've been working out – what of it?"

Moose rolled her eyes as she plonked down in the chair, but neither missed the glance the two boys shot each other. She raised an eyebrow ever so slightly and I shrugged my shoulder discretely.

I sat down and Brady followed, watching me as he sat down opposite. I looked up to his eyes and he quickly looked away, clearing his throat.

Collin leaned over and started whispering in his ear when he started drumming his fingers on the table.

Brady's POV.

"All you talk and think about is her and now you're tongue-tied?" Collin whispered in an aggravated voice, but I knew he wasn't really angry at me.

"What the hell am I supposed to do? She doesn't want me!" I whispered back, my eyes flickering over to Zoë, and I melted in side slightly.

"Just say something."

"Like what?" I asked, trying not to freak her out with my constant staring. I knew she couldn't hear what we were saying, we were talking to low for any human to hear, no matter how close, but Zoë was so amazing I didn't doubt she had super hearing or the ability to lip read. Oh shit. I bet she can lip read.

"Like… I dunno, compliment her on what she looks like."

I looked at him. "Yes, well done, Collin. 'Hello Zoë. You are the most stunning girl I have ever met and since we've had sex, all I can think about is your fantastic naked body.'"

He laughed loudly. "I like it. Go with that." I glared at him. He slapped my arm. "Well, you keep thinking on it."

And then he brought something up with Moose and they had in depth conversation about something I can't even be bothered to work out. I was too occupied with trying to discretely watch Zoë. But she kept catching me looking at her. Which was kind of embarrassing.

She leaned forward onto the table, finally engaging in conversation and I watched the way her boobs were sort of resting on top of the table because of the position the was sitting on her seat at. Arggh. I really can't get the image of her out of my head.

How does she expect me to be able to go on as normal? As if the best moment of my life never happened? The guys have to literally refrain me from jumping on her every time I see her.

I put my hands flat out on the table, willing myself not to reach out and touch her. But the need was so strong. She was so soft… her skin literally called to me.

'Touch me, Brady! Come on, reach out and touch my softness! I'm only a few inches away!' No. Stop it you enticing perfect little body.

How can I even pretend to be somewhat good enough for her when I'm so strage? I bet nobody else pretends to have conversations with someone else's body.

It was so awkward between us and I hated it. I hated it so much. I wanted her to be able to talk to me, always and forever. I didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable.

It annoyed me that everyone else in the class was talking. If they were all quite, it would be less awkward because then she wouldn't be thinking we're the only ones not talking.

She started joining in with Moose's and Collins conversation, but I just couldn't will myself to speak. I didn't trust myself to say something that won't end up being a long the lines of 'marry me?'

She laughed at something Collin said and I smiled at her. She looked so beautiful when she laughed. She looked over at me and I cast my eyes down, embarrassed that she caught me staring at her again.

Moose said something to her and they started a quickly spoken discussion on something and Collin looked at me, widening his eyes in a way to say 'say something, you pathetic excuse for a werewolf', but I just couldn't.

And then, the most beautiful thing happened.

As Zoë spoke heatedly about something, she straightened her arm out, grabbing my hand. Collin's lips twitched upwards as he tried to hold down his laugh, probably hearing my heart speeding up dramatically as she played with my fingers. I tried not to move or breathe too loudly, afraid that she'd realise what she was doing and stop.

She ran her forefingers down the backs of mine, drawing circles on the back of my hand before going down again. I slowly and quietly started breathing again, but stared at her face, making sure she was still distracted by her in depth conversation.

Her fingers were just so freaking soft. She turned my right hand on to the side, trailing her fingers down my palm with her other hand still holding the back of my hand, her finger stroking my skin softly.

I know its just something she does, I've seen her play with her friends hands plenty of times, but it still felt fantastic. I wanted to be able to do this with her always, not just when she was unaware of it.

She brought one hand up, pulling her beautifully crazy hair out of her face, scratching her collarbone slightly and that's when I saw the love bite on her neck. A massive grin spread on my face. Her hair had been hiding it pretty well until now, but she'd moved it to get her collarbone. She returned her hand to mine and she has yet to look at me or realise what she's doing. That hickie has to be from me. I'm sure of it. Yeah, if I remember correctly, I definitely sucked there that day. Aha, I had left my mark on her.

Moose then seemed to realise what she'd been doing and somehow signalled to Zoë about it, as her eyes shot to me. I stared back at her and held onto her hand, not wanting to let go of it.

"Oh, sorry," she mumbled, pulling her hand away, as if she hadn't realised me gripping onto her.

I didn't care though. I saw the way she looked at me. She may deny it, she may not want me, but she definitely likes me.

These past few days have been absolutely terrible, but it didn't seem to matter. There was a chance, it may not be in the near future, but there was a chance that she would one day come back to me. Well, not that I really had her to begin with. Well, I had her, but I didn't have her in the relationship way, which is what I want with her. I don't care if it's in fifteen – fifty years, one day she will have time for me in her life.

When she said that she didn't want me at Sam's, it literally crushed me. I only got out of bed today at the prospect of seeing her again. The need to have to physically see her was overwhelming. It didn't matter if she was in her house and I knew she was safe, I still couldn't sit right. I had to be with her.

I didn't even want her to have friends or a family. I just wanted her to be with me every second from now on. And I wanted her to want to be with me for every moment of the rest of her life. Whenever I see her, it's so unbelievably hard not to just run at her. When she's every thought in my head, it's surreal to try and act casual around her. I just wanted to pick her up and hug the life out of her. Well, maybe not hug the life out of her. That would be bad – very, very bad. I just really needed to touch her, constantly. So when she held my hand, it was such a release. I wouldn't be constantly worried that I randomly pull her against my chest. Actually, I'm still worried I'm going to do that. But I feel a bit better, being able to remember the touch of her skin. I hate that I can't touch her whenever I want to. I mean, I don't want to drive her away by constantly touching her, do I? It would freak her out, I imagine. But I wanted to, so badly, touch her. She was so freaking tempting. Everything about her was still as intoxicating. I needed to feel that high of being next to her. I was like a drug addict, craving for a fix.

She carried on talking to Collin and Moose as they worked. I know I shouldn't, but I was even jealous that Collin was talking to her. Every guy that passed her I wanted to kill. I never wanted anyone to be closer to her than I was, physically and physiologically. That's why I liked the little mark I'd left on her neck, it showed everyone that she was mine.

Well, she wasn't mine. I just wanted her to be mine. She was my soul mate, but she didn't belong to me. No matter how much I wanted to call her mine, I couldn't.

But I will. That one look she gave me had given me hope. One day I will be able to call her mine, I'm sure of it.

And I shouldn't' be jealous of Collin. I'm inside his head, I know for sure he definitely doesn't like her. Although, that doesn't stop her liking him. Aw shit. Anyway, Collin likes Moose. He actually wanted to imprint on her, because he reckons she is perfect for him, but he didn't. He really likes her, though. Which is hilarious, because whenever Paul's phased when we are, he tends to start hurting Collin more, as Moose is actually his blood sister. Although, Collin hasn't actually had sex with Moose, whereas I have had sex with Zoë, which Paul doesn't particularly like. Apparently he's looking out for her for 'Dean'. I still don't know who he is. I hope to god he's not some old boyfriend, or something. Because she got pretty upset when Paul mentioned him, and she's wearing his ring. This is not good. It's been on my head pretty much permanently. Unfortunately for me, Paul has amazing skills at blocking his mind. I mean, he doesn't block his mind, per se, but he shields his thoughts well, as soon as they start going towards something he doesn't want to know, he can divert his thoughts pretty quickly without us knowing anything.

It sucks. I mean, really, what's the use of having someone who known her so well when he won't even tell me anything about her. It's annoying me quite a bit.

And then Liam came over to our table. I'd always got on Liam, he was okay. We'd been pretty good friends up until I phased. I hadn't really seen him much since then.

"Alright, Brady, Collin, Moose?" we all nodded and he grinned, then turned to my Z– no, sorry just Zoë. He turned to Zoë. "How about you, lovebite?"

Zoë's face grew angry and embarrassed and she lunged at him, trying to punch him in the gut and he just caught her hand, sitting on the table.

I take it back. Everything I said about him, I take back. He is definitely not okay. He is a mean, horrible, disgusting, vile person and I hate him.

Zoë looked nervously at me and I could have grinned. My thoughts were confirmed. I definitely put it there. I didn't grin though; I didn't want her to think I was a dick.

"When will you tell me who did it, you saucy little minx?" he asked with a laugh and she glared at him, her beautifully toned cheeks flushing slightly redder. I could kill him for calling her that.

"Why don't you leave me alone forever and ever?" she asked with the same tone and laugh and then let her face fall straight, showing she'd been sarcastic with niceties. I smiled lightly. I love her. I unbelievably love her.

He just laughed. "I need to find out who would dare disgrace your neck with such a vulgar mark, so I can kill them."

She laughed loudly and sarcastically. "Not if I kill you first for annoying me."

He raised his eyebrows, challengingly and I was already trembling. He was really annoying me. I hadn't failed to notice he was still holding her hand, and she was rubbing her thumb across his palm, even if she was glaring at him.

"I could so take you on, bigtits." He said cockily and I sprang up from my chair, glaring at him. Zoë and Liam looked surprised as I stood their, trembling and glaring at him.

"What did you call her?" I growled at him and he stood up from the table he'd been leaning against, in front of Zoë. As if protectively, which then angered me even more. Who was he to try and protect her? She was mine to protect. Would he give his life for her? I don't think so. Does he spend his free time as a wolf protecting her and everyone else on this reservation? No, I don't think so. I do, and yet she's going to think he's the one protecting her.

"Jesus, calm down, man. We're just mucking about." He said, confusion on his face and Collin had stood up, pulling at my arm. I shrugged angrily out of his grip, sitting down and looking away from Liam.

He turned to Zoë, pulled a face and she shrugged, looking uncomfortable.

Great. Good one, Brady.

"Right..." Liam said, scratching his head confusedly.

"We're meeting at your house tomorrow, yeah?" Zoë said quickly to Liam, probably trying to fill in the awkward silence. He nodded, stoked her hair slightly, which sent another tremor down my spine.

"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow morning." He said before walking back to his table. I let out a loud breath.

They were doing something. Together. Tomorrow morning. Together.

This is not good. Repeat; this is not good.

Oh my god, I bet she's in love with him. That's why she doesn't want to be with me, she's in love with Liam. Oh god no.

"Shall I tell Ava you're going for a run tomorrow for a run instead of Wednesday, then?" Moose said. "You have art with Babs and Anne next."

She nodded and I sighed, relieved. They just ran together, and with Ava. I was alright with that. They can't exactly get all lovey dovey with Ava there. I knew Liam went running, and I knew Zoë ran, too, so it made sense that they went together. There were probably only about five people in the whole of La Push who went jogging.

There was an awkward silence on the table after that. Bollocks. Zoë looked up at me and I stared into her beautiful brown eyes. She looked confused slightly and she looked like she was thinking intensely about something.

The bell went just as I blurted out "I love you."

Her eyes widened and she looked so shocked and confused. It was fucking adorable. "What?" she squeaked.

That's when I realised what I said and I just sat there, equally as wide-eyed.

She then got her stuff and bolted out of the classroom.

I let my head drop to the table. Fuck my life.

Collin clapped me on the shoulder. "Well done, dude. The only three words you said to her for the whole lesson had to be that, didn't it? No 'how are you?' it had to be 'I love you', didn't it?"

I banged my head over and over again on the table. Why am I so stupid? Why couldn't I have just said 'how are you?'?

Now, the pain in my heart was also coupled with the utter humiliation.

And I probably just freaked her out. How will she ever end up being my wife if I freak her out all the time?

That's the thing, you won't be able to make her your wife. She will never want you.

Glad you're so optimistic, brain.

"Do you?" Moose asked and I lifted my head up to look at her hopelessly.

"Do I what, Moose?" I asked her exasperatedly.

"Love her. Do you love Zoë?" she asked, raising an eyebrow, but her 'this-means-business' look on.

I nodded pathetically.

"Why?" she asked and I looked at her incredulously. Why would she even ask that? She knew how perfect Zoë is.

Collin slapped a hand over my mouth. "You do not ask him that. You're brother made the exact same mistake. Not good. Seth timed him, he went on for two hours forty-seven minutes." Moose raised an eyebrow at me and I glared at Collin, punching him in the gut and he pulled his hand away.

"Stop it." I muttered. "It's not funny."

"It is." Collin said, grinning at her. "Her toes were on the list."

Moose stared at me for a while. "What?" I mumbled.

"Wasn't she just a mindless shag for you?"

"No!" I roared, standing up so quickly the chair flung against the table a couple meters behind me. Col put a hand on my shaking shoulder, pulling me back. "What? Why would you even think that?" I growled at her and she raised an eyebrow.

She looked surprised at my response, which angered me more.

"Zoë seems to think so."

"What?" I whispered.

She thinks she was just sex to me? Just a one off fuck? A casual, loveless one night stand?

I ran out of the room, my body convulsing in tremors. How could I have been so stupid? Let her think something like that? She means so much to me. She means more to me than any person has ever felt for anyone at this age. And I knew that for sure. I loved her so much; I don't even know how to explain it. And it wasn't just the imprint that was making me love her; I loved her before I turned into a wolf.

I really need to hold her and tell her how I feel right now.

Okaaayy! Did you guys like it? Do you think he should confess his feelings to her next chapter? He won't tell her abour the wolfness yet though. And they won't get together. I don't want to be nice, so I?

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