Chapter 2; Harder

JPOV

After Nessie and I got fully clothed, I turned to look at her. Her face and hair were still wet. Her hair curled in smooth patterns. I walked to her and gently held her face. With the bottom of my shirt, I brought it up to reach her face to dry it. She smiled when I was finished.

"Hmm, warm," she gave me a quick hug then began to run back to the house. The air had gotten cold since the sun set. I called for her.

"Nessie," I caught up with her as she stopped.

"Yeah?"

"I don't want you to run with your wet hair. I'm going to change and I want you to ride me," I looked away from her as soon as I realized the sentence had two different meanings. "What I mean is..."

"Jake, I know what you meant," she laughed. "I'll just stand over here while you take off your clothes. I don't want you to ripe them up." She gave me a few yards and allowed me a bit off privacy.

After I changed, Nessie picked up my clothes and hopped on my back. I felt her hold onto my fur as tight as she could. Her legs straddled my back and I could feel the heat from her center. I tried to shake the thoughts from my head. I didn't want the rest of the pack to have the same visions I was having of Nessie. Once I felt that she was comfortable, I started to run slowly. She giggled. "Go faster, Jake." I did as she asked and we made it back quickly.

When we got to the house, the Cullens were gone. There was a note left for Renesmee on the kitchen counter. It read; We will return after midnight. Go to bed on time. You still have to go to school tomorrow. Love, Mom. Nessie rolled her eyes after she read it aloud.

"Such a hypocrite," she opened the refrigerator door and stuck her head in to search. "What do you want to eat?"

I tried not to look at her butt when she bent over. "Um," I scratched my head. "I don't care. Whatever you have left over."

"You know," she dropped a Tupperware container filled with food onto the counter. "Alice tells me the stories of mom and dad. How she was always breaking the rules."

I laughed, "Well, I don't think you're going through the same situations that she was." I sat down on the barstool as she plated the lasagna. Nessie placed one plate in the microwave then turned to look at me. "You're not running from killer vampires or going to save someone's life." Now she crossed her arms. "She had a legit reason for being out late."

"Well, excuse me for trying to be somewhat of a normal teenager," she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Ness, you anything but normal," I smiled. "You're amazing." It slipped. I didn't mean to spill my heart to her. I saw her cheeks turn to rose and she looked down. BEEP! BEEP! She quickly spun around and got the hot plate.

"Here you go," she set it down in front of me. "No, Jake." Nessie placed the other plate, with a much smaller portion size, in the microwave. "I enjoy the fantasy perks of my life but I am neither one nor the other. Vampire. Human."

"You're one of a kind," I took a bite of food.

"Hmm, that's the nice way to say." She placed her hand and her hips. "I'm a freak."

BEEP! BEEP! She turned and got her plate.

"Fine. You're an amazing freak." I took a few more bites.

She smiled. "Thanks, Jake. You always know what to say to a girl."

Over the next hour, we finished our food and talked about planning a trip to Isle Esme with the pack. It would be our last day of summer party. Renesmee said it would be a way for all of us to let loose and completely be ourselves. She just needed to convince Bella and Edward that we didn't need parental guidance. Yeah, we'll see how that one pans out.

"So, Jake." Nessie leaped on the counter and swung her legs around. She rested them on either side of me. Oh my god, she's practically saddling me. I felt a rush of nerves shoot to one specific area. Not good. "What do you think?"

"Huh?" I tried so hard to keep my hands in my lap.

She smiled, "About convincing my parents. Do you think it'll work?" Now she started playing with my hair. Grabbing and tugging. Gosh, you need to stop.

"Um, it'll work." I stood up and stepped away. She looked disappointed. "It'll work." I dropped my hands and placed them in front of my hips for some much needed coverage. I needed to get out of here. "Hey, I'm going to go home. It's getting late. You should go to sleep." She slid off of the counter. Her curls bounced lightly as she did and stepped toward me.

"Okay, then," Nessie started to walk toward the front door and I followed. "Will I see you tomorrow?" She faced me.

"I'll see you," I stated. "Goodnight, Nessie."

I don't know why but when she stepped forward to give me a hug, everything shifted into slow motion. A wind that did not exist blew her hair. Her skin glowed with radiance. She parted her pink lips then bit the bottom one. I could see everything so clear. When she reached me, the skin of her arms wrapped around my neck. I embraced her, inhaling all of her. The bronze locks draped over my hands in the middle of her back. I had to touch it. It was so soft and clean.

I managed to get a hold of myself and began to untwine her arms. She kissed my cheek. "Hmm, warm." She gave me a light smile. "Goodnight, Jake." Then she released me. I left as fast as my feet would allow me to.

As much as wanted her to let me go, I didn't. I completely lost myself in her. I wanted to tell her everything. But I can't. It's getting harder to resist her. I'm to blame.

RPOV

I stood in the entry way feeling the sting of Jacob's heat on my chest. I didn't want to let him go. Even though I will see him tomorrow, I don't want another day to go by without him knowing how I feel. I know I'm sending him strong signals. He's just not getting it. Or maybe he doesn't want to get it. This is getting exhausting. What do I need to do? I'll figure it out tomorrow. I needed rest if I was going to be dealing with Jacob Black.

1:32 PM, Thursday, September 7

Today, I just wanted it to be a normal day. I didn't want to think about Jake until I saw him. He's become a huge distraction in my everyday life. I can rarely get through a class without having one of my daydreams. I have to ask to be excused to run to the bathroom and wash my face with cold water. Once, it had gotten so bad that I almost had to jump into the gym showers. Jacob had an unyielding hold on me.

As I sat in my fourth period American Literature class, which was my last class of the day, I felt the back of my neck heating up. I closed my eyes to try to calm myself. In... Out... just breathe, I thought. I started hear his voice in the back of my mind. It spoke so light. Nessie. It whispered. I bent my head to cover my blushing from the other students and rubbed my neck. Oh, these daydreams could be so real sometimes. It was louder this time. Nessie! I shot my head up. What the...? I turned my head to look out the window.

Jack was standing by a tree with no shirt on. It was in his hand. He saw me looking his way and waved his hand in the air. I guess he wanted me to ditch. I raised my hand. Mr. Molina called on me.

"Can I be excused?" I place my hand on my stomach. "I don't feel so good."

"Joey, please escort Ms. Cullen to the nurses' office."

"Um," I hurried and gathered all of my belongs. "There's no need for that Mr. Molina. Joey," I turned his way as I walked out of the class. "Thanks, though."

As soon as I got out of the door, I ran down the hall as fast as I could in human speed. I shoved the door leading outside open and turned the corner to see Jacob still standing in his place. I smiled and kept running. When I reached him, he grabbed the jumble of papers and textbook from my arms.

"Thanks," I ran my finger through my hair, pulling it from my face. His arms flexed. "Where are we going?"

"The meadow," he backed up into the trees and I followed.

The meadow had become one of my favorite places in Forks. It had so much history. We ran up the hills and through the trees to reach it. When we reached the center, we dropped everything and fell to the grass. I ran my hand through it to feel its thickness. It was so green. I could lay here forever to stare at the wildflowers and Jacob. I turned and saw him prop himself on his arm.

"You wanted to get away from me last night," I sat up. "Now, you pull me out of school."

He pulled me down on top to him and brushed his palm across my cheek. "Ness."

"Ness!" I felt someone touch my shoulder. My eyes opened to see Jake's face. "Are you okay?" I blinked a few times. "You seemed to be out of it for a few seconds there.

Crap! I hope he didn't see my daydream.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I must have dosed off. I didn't sleep well last night." I was too busy dreaming of you.

"Do you want to go home?"

"No, no," I laid on my side. "So…you pulled me out of class."

"Yeah, I, um, I wanted to talk you." He sat up.

"I'm all ears." I rolled onto my back and rested my head on my hands. I watched him as he spoke. The rays of the sun gently bounced off his face.

"I wanted to talk to you about imprinting. And what it means for each of us," he took in a breath. "It's an uncontrollable and nonreversible emotion that just sort of happens when you least expect it."

What was he trying to tell me? Had he imprinted on someone and wanted to tell me? I was in shock. Not only would this be the end of my chances with him. It would be the end of our close friendship. Jacob had told me when I was younger that when the wolves imprint on someone, that they would also become their best friend. Their whole world revolved around this one person. How nice for this person to be so lucky. I couldn't be mad at him. It wasn't his choice. Or was it?

I sat up and tucked my knees to my chest. "I'm happy for you, Jake." I attempted to give him a smile. He looked puzzled.

"What?"

"I'm happy for you. You've imprinted on someone." I smiled again. "I can't wait to meet her."

He laughed and shook his head. "I haven't imprinted on anyone."

I almost stood up and jumped a million feet in the air. But I didn't. I stayed as still as a statue trying not to be filled with joy. "Oh," I was able to speak. "Okay, well, then nevermind."

Jacob got on his feet and lifted me to mine. "Lets go home. I'm getting hungry."

"As always."