Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, so stop your bugging, will ya?

A/N:

So I got a review telling me that Julie should've been angrier with Paul. That he should've grovelled more and that Julie gave in way too soon. Because of that the reviewer was disappointed in this fic. I really want to explain myself.

Firstly, being angry with the person you're in love with is a very difficult task at itself. I've been there and I'm sure many others have been there as well. Julie wore her feelings on her sleeve, but since Paul hurt her so much she had no other choice than to stay clear from him and 'suffer' in silence. She did that for a long time, a bit more than a month. (I hope the timing was obvious from the chapters) But imagine this, the love of your life comes to you apologises and explains his side of the story, how can you possibly stay angry?

Well you can't, because people in love are often blind to the faults of their partners. Julie is the same. Paul handled the situation fairly bad not to mention he resorted to pathetic attempts to keep Julie away from him. I agree; Paul was a jerk! But he's only human and we all know that Paul isn't the brightest crayon in the box. It doesn't mean that Julie should bring him down to get revenge. Because I personally think that love isn't about getting revenge. You should be able to forgive each other.

This brings me to the second issue I like to discuss: Imprinting. I believe that imprinting comes from both sides. Obviously from Paul, but also from Julie. Because she always had this pull towards Paul and when they got together it only strengthened their bond they already had. Both of them were unhappy with the situation and their separation, caused because of unfortunate circumstances. And because their love is so much stronger than the usual, although I would never underestimate that, staying angry can take its toll. Physically and mentally and I thought it was time for them to get back together because I couldn't bear to see them even more depressed.

It is not like they will forgive each other immediately, they will, eventually. But it takes time; in every relationship it takes time but only if you're willing to give it some time.

I hope that you can understand that I tried to be as real as possible and that I'm sorry that you seem disappointed with this fic. Maybe in the future I will get it 'right' but there are others who seem to like this fic and I thrive to keep their interest. I'm sorry you're disappointed because your opinion matters and I hope that you understand why I wrote Julie this way. Because in real life we would to the same thing. We wouldn't stay angry, it would get childish. And maybe this fic may have a not so strong OC imprint but I think Paul confronting Julie is even better. They need each other to be happy, and at the end of the day we all want to be happy…

I'm sorry for this long AN, but it was something that bothered me and I just had to get this out! Anyway, here is the next chapter and thank all of you SO much for the reviews, you have NO idea how happy they make me, so enjoy:

Light Up, Light Up

I huddled deeper into my sweatshirt as I held onto Paul's hand. We were walking around aimlessly on the beach, trying to catch some fresh air. Well, air we weren't lacking, conversation however, we were. There were things I wanted to say to Paul, but I didn't know how to say it without sounding rude. Being together with Paul again was familiar but there was a cloud hanging above our heads. The things we haven't said to each other and I knew that one way or another it would come out. And I wasn't so sure how to react to that.

"You're awfully quiet." Paul noticed and I smiled. Go figure Paul! I turned to him and looked up. I took in his appearance, something that never seized to surprise me. His high cheek bones and strong jaw stood out, his russet skin, his black shaggy hair, his warm brown eyes framed with dark eyelashes, his full lips, his small nose.

His small nose.

I had to be honest; he had the cutest nose ever! It was like a button nose only slightly longer and the tip of his nose was quirked upwards. I sighed huddling closer against his arm.

"Hmm. I was just thinking."

"Thinking about what?" He asked. His husky voice made goose bumps appear on my skin. As if I wasn't cold enough.

"There are some things…" I began. "Things we sorta need to talk about." Paul stopped walking and looked around. I followed his eyes, wondering what he was looking for.

"Why don't we sit down?" He said and he pulled me to a log which was located close to the sea. I looked at the water, the waves were crashing against the rocks and it appeared to be darker than usual. We sat down and his warm arms went around me. I fell into the embrace gratefully.

"Now tell me." Paul said gently. I swallowed, wondering how I was going to put it gently.

See the thing is. We lack communication. We may have chemistry but chemistry isn't enough. I thought that being an imprint meant that he had some kind of sixth sense with me. Knowing when something is bothering me. But Paul and I. We just don't communicate, which leads to stupid mistakes and certain situations the both of us can do without.

"We need to talk more." I began. "We need to be honest." I heard Paul's breath as he exhaled and I swallowed.

"I want you to be honest with me." I said firmly. "If you're angry or something like that. Just tell me why you're angry and if there is something bothering you, just say it. You don't need to keep it in; because you're afraid you'll hurt my feelings. I rather deal with that than be kept in the dark." I realized I was sort of rambling.

"You want me to be honest?" Paul asked. I nodded looking at my feet instead of his face. I felt his fingers lift my chin and I looked at him.

"That I can do." I sighed. It was done.

"Good." I replied. I decided to lighten up the atmosphere. "So, what are you feeling right now?" Paul looked at me with a funny expression.

"Uhh, w-what should I be feeling?" He stuttered. I blinked a few times and than smiled.

"Just kidding honey." I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my face in his arm.

"Just to make things clear, you're not going to turn Dr Phil with me, right?" Paul asked and I laughed.

"No of course not." I responded. I let him go and looked at his face. His eyes were slightly confused but a smile was on his face.

"Good!" He said firmly and before I knew it he stood up.

"Come on, let's go to Emily's." I nodded and got up as well.

So things were back to the way they were. Although I was thrilled with it and I actually felt happy about it all there was a slight doubt at the back of my mind. What if something happens again, will we be able to fix it just as easy as we did just now? Every relationship has its problems of course, granted our relationship is slightly more permanent than most teenage relationships but it didn't mean we were immune to the same troubles that other teenagers have. I decided to let it go for a while, maybe I was just overreacting but who was I kidding, there was still something.

And that something I couldn't keep ignoring.

"Let's go in." Paul suddenly said and I realized that we were at Emily and Sam's cottage already. Paul knocked and I heard footsteps before the door opened and Emily appeared in our view.

"Julie, Paul, come in." Emily said looking cheery. She looked nice, I noticed. She was wearing a blue skirt with a white top and her hair was slightly curled. She truly was one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. Despite her scars she manages to be so flawless.

As we got inside I noticed it was dark. I looked around and couldn't see anything but shadows of what I thought was people. I didn't hear anything though that proved that there were other people in the house.

"Emily, why are the lights out?" I asked when suddenly the room lit up and people suddenly jumped up screaming "SURPRISE" I was so startled that I almost fell to the floor. If Paul hadn't grabbed my arm and hauled me up again I was sure I would be on the floor.

"What the?" I gasped and looked around. The living room was decorated and on the dining table there were presents and a big cake. There were balloons littered all around and I realized that it was for me.

"Happy belated birthday Jules." Seth quipped as he moved forward and wrapped me in a bear hug. I just limply held on while I processed it. My birthday? Which was three weeks ago. I turned to Paul as Seth let me go and looked at him.

"You knew?" I asked.

"He knew? He was the one to suggest all of this." Kim exclaimed as she pushed through everyone to give me a hug. I smiled at Paul feeling a rush of affection wash over me. I don't think someone did something this sweet for me. Ever!

As I was passed around, I tried to remember the faces. Seth, Summer, Kim, Jared, Paul, Embry, Quil, Emily, Sam, Brady, Collin, Jacob, Leah. Everyone was here. Suddenly I felt so giddy. They were here, for me, with presents. I squealed seeing the presents.

"Are those for me?" I gushed.

"Yup!" Quil said with a big smile on his face as he reached for the cake. I heard a slap and saw that it was Jacob who had hit him on the head. I laughed.

"You guys really shouldn't have!"

"Oh yes we should've!" Seth piped up as he pulled Summer under his arm who looked at Seth with a slight uncomfortable expression. I suppose she wasn't exactly used to public display of affection, or she wasn't used to it because it was coming from Seth. I let Paul pull me into a chair.

'Why don't you open your gifts, Julie?" Sam suggested. I nodded eagerly.

I was surprised, deeply moved and ecstatic that this was set up for me. It did feel slightly strange because I wasn't used to this but all in all it was one of the sweetest thing people did for me. I looked at Paul who pecked me on the cheek.

"Thank you." I murmured.

"Don't mention it." He replied and he sat down on the chair next to me.

As I opened my gifts, which contained painting equipment like new paint, brushes etc. All the things I needed and wanted to buy but now I didn't need to because Jake, Embry and Quil took care of that. I got the cutest top from Summer and from Seth I got a crystal ball. I remember telling him that I loved those. Brady and Collin bought a replica of my favourite painting by Degas. "The dancers in blue" and with that they brought me a frame so I could frame my own favourite painting. It was a very sweet thing of them to do. Leah had given me these scented candles to decorate my room. Emily and Sam had given me a bag of accessories for in the shower.

When Kim stepped forward to give her present I saw Jared at the back turn red. He looked at me a mouthed sorry. I gave him a confusing look, what was he talking about? Kim on the other looked fairly giddy herself as I took the bag from her. I frowned when I saw the couples contradicting looks. What could it be? I peered into the bag and turned red myself.

"Kim!" I hissed. She just laughed.

"I told you we should've bought something else." Jared complained as I saw Paul peek into the bag himself. I blushed and tried to hide it from him but he already saw it. A mischievous smile appeared on his face and he smirked smugly. Oh he was so dead! I got out of my chair and pulled Kim to the other side of the room.

"You bought me lingerie?" I whispered loudly. I felt extremely flustered.

"Did I get you the right size?" Kim asked innocently. "You're a 32B right?" I slapped my forehead. I looked at the table and realized that everyone could hear us and that they were trying to keep their laughter inside. I glared at Kim and walked back to the table sitting down.

"Why don't we cut the cake?" Emily suggested seeing my flustered appearance. I could kiss the woman! I smiled thankfully and she winked at me as she started to cut the cake.

"32B huh?" Paul whispered in my ear and I dug my elbow in his stomach.

"Oof!"

"Take that, you moron!" I muttered as I leant back in the chair, crossing my arms. I glanced at Paul who rubbed his stomach, he was grinning though. I rolled my eyes taking the cake from Emily.

"Not a word Quil!" I said when Quil opened his mouth to say something. I just knew that he was bursting to embarrass me. He grinned at me widely.

"Nice rack Paul!" My mouth plopped open in indignation and I glanced at Paul who bumped his fist with Quil's. I glared at the both of them and turned to Kim.

"You are so not buying anything for me EVER!"

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"Thank you." I murmured. Paul's arms were around me and I laid my head against his chest as I watched the sun set. His heartbeat was ringing in my ears and I pulled away putting my hand on that exact spot. He was only wearing a short sleeved shirt and I was surprised he wasn't cold but apparently he never got cold. It was a wolf thing. I didn't question it after that.

It was only a day or so since I found out that Paul was a wolf and I wasn't so sure where I stood with all of this. I was alright with it, but I didn't ask much about it. Maybe after some time I would be alright with it, but whatever it was I didn't want to think about it right now.

Not now everything was going so well. I wasn't going to spoil it, I was sick of rubbing salt in my wounds. I may have started it but I was also the one that finishing it.

"Aren't you cold?" I asked while a shiver racked my frame.

"Nah, my body runs a toasty one-oh-eight-point-nine nowadays." My eyes widened.

"Are you crazy? You could die with that temperature!" I almost shrieked. Paul chuckled and shook his head.

"Not really Jules don't worry about that. I'm fine." Paul murmured as he kissed me on my lips. Paul was constantly touching, if only it's for a second but he keeps coming back for some physical contact. I don't mind at all, I really enjoy it actually.

It's comforting somehow. I like the way it feels, just a little reminder he's there. So instead of pinching myself I settled for kissing Paul. Feel his warm lips on my mouth or anywhere else. I sat up on my knees and grabbed Paul's face in my hands before I pulled him in for a kiss.

Slightly confused with my behaviour it took Paul a while before he kissed me back. But no matter what Paul was always up for physical entertainment and I wasn't even complaining, seeing I was just as bad as Paul.

I moaned when I opened my mouth and his tongue swept around mine, moving in a series of excruciatingly pleasant making-your-toes-curl kind of kisses. I pulled at his hair and I felt him groan inside my mouth. I felt my body temperature rise immediately but this time I was being cooled by the cold breeze that swept across the beach. His hands were on my hips and he was rubbing his thumb on my hipbone and the surrounding exposed skin. Goose bumps covered my skin. I pulled away after pecking him slowly once more.

"Not that I'm complaining, but where did that come from?" Paul suddenly asked. Way to kill a mood, right? I rolled my eyes.

"Just wanted to kiss you."

"Ah, so I'm just here to satisfy your needs?" Paul was teasing, I knew that but I couldn't help but glare at him.

"Fine, don't satisfy my needs. I'll find someone else." I responded back and I wanted to get up but Paul reached out for my arm and pulled me into his lap. His eyes boring into mine. My breath halted and I looked at him, waiting patiently for whatever was coming my way.

"You're mine."

And who was I to argue?

"Oh, here." Paul exclaimed as he pulled out a box out of his pocket. I eyed it carefully.

"What's that?"

"You're birthday present of course. I wanted to give it to you when we were alone." He said and I opened my mouth to protest. He arranged the surprise party, which was more than enough.

"Come on, take it." He urged and he put the box in my hand. I eyed it suspiciously before I took off the lid carefully.

"Oh Paul." I breathed out and I pulled out the silver bracelet. It had a little clock dangling from it with something engraved on it, I looked at the piece. It was lovely and utterly beautiful.

"You can add charms to it, if you want." I hmm'd since I was so astound by the gift. It must've cost a fortune.

"So, do you like it?" Paul suddenly asked. I realized I was looking at it way too long.

"Oh I'm sorry. I absolutely adore it Paul, it's beautiful, really. Thank you so much." I pressed my lips on his for a quick kiss.

"Put it on for me." I said and I handed over the bracelet to Paul. His large hands were delicate as he clasped on the bracelet.

"It's perfect." I murmured. Looking at the bracelet. "Thank you."

"My pleasure baby." Paul murmured in my ear. I sighed feeling completely and utterly content.

"So, do I get another kiss?"

A/N: Sorry for the boring chapter, the next chapter is far more exhilarating, not to mention quite good! Anyway, please do review and try to make me feel better again, school is starting tomorrow and for the past few days I've been feeling like crap! :( This story keeps me alive for a while!

So please press George for me :D He's been so lonely!