His lips moved in harmony with mine. It was like I was floating, floating in a big warm cloud of love.
Soon I was gasping for breath, I'd forgotten how to breathe.
"Bella," he breathed. I kissed him some more.
I closed my eyes, and my tongue tasted his breath. His warm, delicious Jacob breath. I loved it.
His lips explored my face, going down my chin, sucking softly on my neck. He moved on to my ear, nibbling my lobe, then back to my neck again.
I was sure I was going to have a hickey. Good thing my hair could probably cover it, and maybe I'd have to use some concealer…
But my thoughts were interrupted when Jacob stopped kissing me.
No! I wanted to shout at him. Don't stop!
And I saw what he saw. It was dark. Already?
I looked at his watch. 7:45.
"Charlie's gonna be at the house soon," Jake reminded me.
"Aw," I groaned. Then I looked into his eyes. "Am I going to be able to see you again?"
He laughed. "Of course, Bella, you can come down to La Push whenever you want. I think…" his voice trailed off.
"What is it, Jake?" I asked him, curious as to what he was thinking about.
"Well, now I guess we can officially call ourselves a couple, so…"
"Yes?" I responded immediately when he paused, impatient.
"I think, that maybe we could tell Charlie." He finished. It sounded like a question.
I gasped. Charlie?! Charlie couldn't know, not yet.
"Oh, come on. Charlie loves me." he grinned my favorite Jacob-ey smile, which forced me into grinning myself.
But I caught myself and my father knowing that I had a boyfriend slipped back into my mind…
I gulped as we stepped to the front door, holding hands.
"Chill, Bella. Charlie won't be upset."
Sure he won't be. You just wait and see, you stupid, lovable, cute, monster boyfriend, you.
I got lost in his eyes. His dark brown, almost black, it seemed, warm, yet mysterious at the same time.. beautiful, comforting, familiar, it made me want to smile and laugh and giggle and hug everyone I hated, even Jessica Stanley.
The door opened, and Charlie looked up from the tan leather couch in front of the stairs. He eyed our hands, and gave me a suspicious look.
Uh oh.
"Hey, Bella! Hi, Jacob! Glad to see you two finally came home!" Billy called from his wheelchair, on the other side of the room.
I waved nervously, trying to smile.
"Hi, dad! Bella and I have some news to share…"
It happened very quickly.
"You two… you're going out?" Charlie had asked.
Jacob nodded proudly, confidently.
"Oh. Congratulations, kiddo," he lightly punched Jacob in the arm, with a wink.
My jaw had dropped, it made a popping sound. Jacob pushed it back in, and pecked my lips. The kiss had made my brain go wild…
And then I was in the car, staring out the window. We'd eaten dinner at Billy's, fish, obviously, and we were headed home.
Charlie tried to make conversation, the last thing I wanted.
"So… you and Jake, huh? I like that boy."
"Um, yeah dad." I tried to stop my shaking hands that were wiping off the sweat on my forehead.
"Are you sure about him, though? Mike Newton is a nice fellow, he's graduating with you, I mean Jacob's nice and all but the age difference…"
"Look, dad, I love him, alright? I know that's what every teenager says about a guy they like, but I get these feelings, these strong emotions that take over me whenever I'm with him.." I couldn't believe myself. Why the hell was I telling Charlie this?
"But, I mean, two years, seriously, Bell, that might cause…"
"Dad!" I unintentionally snapped. "I don't want anyone else, I love Jacob Black and that's final. I don't want to talk about this. End of discussion, okay, dad?" ugh. Why did Charlie have to finally butt in, when I least wanted it?
I wanted a shower more than anything that night. I really needed it. I wasn't that dirty, but I needed to wake myself up with hot water so that I knew that today wasn't a dream.
The steamy shower water did wake me up. I relaxed my muscles, letting my head fall back as the drops plopped on my face, the warmth soaking into my body…
I took my t-shirt to bed with me. I know, it sounds childish and shitty, but I needed to smell Jacob. I inhaled his scent deeply, letting it be the last thing I thought about before sleep overcame me…
The next day at school went by slowly. I was really looking forward to seeing Jacob again on our date that evening. I was looking forward to watching a romantic comedy with him, our first date.
Jake picked me up in his Rabbit. I didn't mind anymore, when he drove. I just worried that he wouldn't take his eyes off of me and get into an accident. But I didn't want him to look away from me either…
The movie held no interest in me. What I really enjoyed was sitting next to Jacob. I felt so mad when I remembered that there was an invisible wall blocking us, that stupid cup holder.
But we got together as close as possible, I didn't even care that some piece of black plastic was rubbing against my side, his arm was around me, and we were making out most of the two and a half hours…
And it was over. The lights turned on, the credits started scrolling down. People were murmuring about what a great movie it was, but I didn't even remember what the hell had happened.
"What was the movie about?" I finally gathered the courage to ask him, embarrassed.
He laughed. "Well my favorite part was the one about you."
"You didn't watch it either?" I was stunned. He'd been talking about how much he'd looked forward to finally watching this movie.
"Nope," he replied, "I was staring into your eyes the whole time." He smirked.
A giggle burst through my lips.
"I love you, Jacob Black." I whispered.
"As I love you, Isabella Swan."
"Ugh, I hate it when people call me that! I like Bella." I complained.
He chuckled. "It doesn't matter, when we're out of school you'll be Bella Black," he said, then kissing my forehead.
I smiled at that thought. "Bella Black… I love it."
I stood on my tippy toes and wrapped my arms around his neck. His arms were around my waist, and we moved closer, I loved the idea of him in my mouth, Jacob intoxicating my veins…
I woke up, and I smiled at our date last night.
After I was ready, I ate breakfast slowly, until I heard what I was waiting for.
A loud beep beep interrupted my cereal and milk, and I rushed outside, grabbing a jacket.
We headed off to La Push, and we met Mike Newton and the rest at the beach.
His eyebrow was raised, looking at Jacob's arm around my waist.
"So this is your friend, the one that you knew since you were kids?" he asked me, a slight mocking edge to his voice.
"Yeah, you must be Mike, I'm Jacob, nice to meet you." He held out his hand, more polite than Mike deserved.
"Hm. Pleasure," he said, ignoring the hand.
It reminded me of Harry Potter when Hermione meets Ron. How sad. I laughed out loud.
"What is it, Bells?" Jacob asked.
"Yeah, hon, what's so funny?" Mike tried to act like I was his. I stopped smiling.
"Hey, Mike, back off, she's my girlfriend."
Mike grimaced when he said girlfriend. "I'm sorry, I'm a natural born citizen of these United States, I have a freedom of speech, I can call her whatever I want."
I watched in horror. Was this to turn into a fight?
Author's note:
Please review! I want to know what I'm doing wrong, what I'm really good at, what should happen… thanks for favoriting and all that, but I need to know what I should do! And how do you like the cliffhanger?