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"I love you," Colin whispered, waking me up. Apparently, he had at some point slipped through the window as quiet as possible, then proceeded to slide in next to me and wrap his arms completely around my waist, nuzzling my neck.

I giggled in response and twisted around to kiss him. I laid my hands on his bare chest and looked up at him, smiling. He leaned down and kissed my forehead, leaving a tingling spot when he pulled away. I curled into him as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Will you sing?" Colin asked me.

"I'm not that good," I said.

"I love your voice," he jutted out his lip in a pouty way. "Please? For me?"

I rolled my eyes and took a breath before singing "Hello Seattle" by Owl City.

Hello Seattle, I am a mountaineer

In the hills and highlands

I fall asleep in hospital parking lots

And awake in your mouth

Hello Seattle…

When I was done, I moved so that I was on my back, Colin on his side with his arm draped over my stomach, him planting kisses on my shoulder and head. I shivered every time he made contact with me, enjoying the feeling I got from his touch.

"I love you," he said. His words weren't filled with emotion like normal. He seemed to be stating a simple fact.

"Ditto," I whispered, sleepiness making my eyelids heavier. I turned just my head and our eyes made contact. We had our own conversation, without words. I fell asleep, simply looking into his eyes while his hand traced circles on my stomach.

I woke up the next morning relaxed as usual, and, not shockingly at all, in Colin's arms.

"Good morning, Princess," he said into my neck. Somehow we had ended up the same way we started, with us both on our sides and his arms around my waist.

"I am not awake," I said sternly, shutting my eyes and snuggling back into him.

"Then who am I talking to?" he chuckled.

"I'm not entirely sure," I sighed. He chuckled again and we lay wrapped up in each other. But suddenly, he was gone. I knew he had probably hidden under the bed or something from someone.

There was a knock at my door. "Sammy Jade?" Claire's voice said.

"Come in," I called groggily. She opened the door to reveal herself in a short silk night gown with a pink silk robe. Her hair was a mess of curls, so different from the straight bob the night before.

"Hey, Emily said you needed to wake up," she said quietly. "The final fitting for the dresses is today."

I sat up so fast I gave myself dizziness. "Crap! I forgot that the wedding was next week."

"Yeah," Claire smiled shyly.

"Are you coming?" I asked her.

"Yes, I am," she responded. "But I'll probably be half dead."

I laughed. "Right there with you sister."

"So, do you want to shower first?" she offered.

"No, you go ahead." I told her. "I take really long showers."

"Okay," she backed up awkwardly. "See you in a few." she closed the door behind her and Colin stood there. I stood up and we met in the middle of my room, his arms immediately wrapping around my waist. I laid my head on his chest, breathing in his scent.

"I don't want you to go," he said.

"Will you let me go if I let you help me pick put my outfit?" I asked.

"Deal," he twirled me around so that we were facing my open closet. He sifted through the clothes, his arms still around me. He pulled out a mini skirt and lace tank top. "I think you should wear this."

"It isn't warm enough," I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, you'll be warm. Hot, actually," he grinned. I rolled my eyes and pushed him away.

"You're such a dude," I said.

"You told me I could help," he teased. He walked over to my dresser and pulled the top drawer open before I could stop him, pulling out a red lace bra that Leah had gotten me as a joke present. "I like this one."

"You pervert," I laughed and put it back in the drawer, dragging him away from my dresser. "You're too young to be doing that."

"We're fifteen," he snorted.

"And I thought Quil said you only had pure thoughts about me," I said, slightly disappointed that he might have told a lie.

"I do," he said, touching my cheek. "It was just a joke." He kissed my lips softly before walking back over to my closet. He stood for a second before pulling out a light blue cardigan, a black tank top with lace across the top, and blue jeans with a pair of converses.

"Not too shabby," I approved, grabbing the outfit.

"And wear this," he said, pulling a heart necklace out of his pocket. It was silver, with blue diamonds studded in it. "You can also wear it during the wedding."

"Colin," I whispered. "It's gorgeous."

"You really like it?" he smiled.

"I love it," I said. "Will you put it on?"

"Of course." he walked behind me. After clipping it in place, he led me to the mirror. I smiled at the reflection and turned to him.

"You get a reward," I said, standing on my toes to kiss him. I giggled when he picked me up and my legs wrapped around his waist. He kissed me then and when he put me down, a knock came at the door.

"Breakfast, Sammy," Emily's voice said. It sounded like she was gone, so Colin headed for the window, but she spoke again. "And Collin can join us if he wants." then I really did hear her walk away. Colin and I laughed before heading towards the door. When we got to the living room, it got quiet. I wondered why for a second before I looked at Collin and I, my cheeks flaming up. Collin was shirtless; I was wearing his shirt; you couldn't see my shorts; we were both grinning like idiots. It probably didn't look good.

"Well," Jake grinned. "Someone had fun last night, huh?"

~o~O~o~

"Claire, shut up!" I laughed, pushing her with my shoulder. We had our arms linked, walking through the bridal store while Emily's consultant talked to her about the adjustments made to the dress. She'd been teasing me about Collin.

"I'm just saying, it looked pretty bad." she laughed back. "I mean, you were wearing his shirt, and your hair was messed up, you were giggly and blushing."

"We had been kissing, that's all," I insisted. I had found out in the past two hours that Claire and I really got along. It was like having an actual sister that was a year older than me. And next week, she would be my cousin.

"I believe you, but I thought Sam was going to kill Collin," she said.

"But then you were distracted," I teased. "By Quil."

"Oh shut up," she giggled. "I just met him last night."

"But you know you like him," I countered. "He's tall, he's got gorgeous brown eyes, and he has got the best body out of any of the guys. Well, Embry's got a better six pack, but Quil's got a better body over all."

"I can agree with that," she blushed.

"And I promise you, besides Collin, he's the sweetest of all the guys," I said.

"You really want me to get together with him, don't you?" she said. "Why?"

"Because Quil is an amazing person," I said. "He's sweet and kind. He would always be there for you, no matter what. He takes care of his little siblings because his mother is depressed, and he great with them. He's only two years older than you. He likes to give presents. I just think that he deserves to be happy, because he's such a good person. And, he's an amazing kisser."

He eyes narrowed. "And how would you know that?"

I wiggled my eyebrows. "Oh, I know."

She swatted at my arm and I laughed. "I'm just kidding!" She laughed too, but then sighed and ran her fingers across some dresses.

"But what about my cancer?" she said quietly.

"What about it?" I replied.

"What if I get involved, and then die?" she whispered. I looked at her to see tears in her eyes.

"Oh, Claire," I frowned. "Come here." I held put my arms and she smiled, hugging me back. We stood there for a moment. "You know, Quil doesn't care. He told Collin last night that the second he laid eyes on you, he didn't care if you were a cancer patient or not. He is going to do anything he can do get you. So trust me on this. It's much easier to just go with it, because they will end up getting want they want in the end, and Quil wants you. Not in a nasty way, but he wants to be with you in something serious."

"He just met me," she said into my shoulder. "I mean, yes I feel something too, but we just met. I am a lot to deal with during treatments and when my medicine makes me tired and moody, or when I'm exhausted and can't do much. Like, by the end of this trip, I'm going to have no energy whatsoever. How pathetic is that?"

"It's not pathetic," I insisted, pulling out of the hug to look her in the eye. "It isn't your fault. You're sick, yeah, who cares? You're still Claire. And according to Emily and Sam, this Claire chick is pretty damn amazing. And, even if you are too tired to do anything after this, we will curl up on the couch with some hot chocolate and watch a movie, then we can do school work. That's the good thing about being home schooled. You can do homework wherever you want."

"Thanks." she smiled at me. I linked our arms again and since she was cheered up, I steered us back to the bridesmaid dresses, where we had fun trying on a bunch of different ones and taking pictures. After changing into our regular clothes again, we headed to the dressing room the girls were in so that we could see what the final fitting was. We sat on a little plush couch and drank coke while we waited for them to walk out.

When they did, I bit my lip and covered my mouth with my hands. Claire gasped as Emily stood in the middle. I opened and closed my mouth, shocked at what I saw. Of course, we all knew that Emily was gorgeous, but when she had on her dress, she looked...indescribable.

I noticed that Emily had obviously had someone do something different to Leah's dress, since she was the maid of honor. She had some lace around the bottom and top of the dress, and it was slightly more flattering than the others. She had also put a small little rose bud to the left and the waist line. Leah looked beautiful as always, but Emily just looked amazing.

"Oh, Emily," Leah said, taking in her best friend and cousin. "I didn't know it was possible for you to be any prettier, but it obviously is."

"Thank you Leah," Emily replied, her eyes tearing up. "This is the perfect dress for the perfect wedding."

"Yes it is," Leah hugged her. "And it will be the perfect winter wonderland you imagined, with your favorite man at the end of the altar."

"Oh my goodness," Emily said. "It isn't even the wedding day and I'm nervous and emotional."

"It will be fine, I promise," I stood up and walked over to her, giving her a hug. "I can't wait until the actual day. It's going to be great."

"Yes." Emily nodded proudly. "It sure as hell will."

)-(

I was true to my word. Around three o'clock, we got home. Claire hit the couch immediately and I headed for the kitchen. I grabbed chips and dip, along with a bottle of Dr. Pepper (Claire's favorite) and put it on the coffee table.

After grabbing mine and Claire's homework, I plopped down in front of her. We listened to music and ate food while we did homework, breezing through Algebra 2 Honors. We both had been in advanced classics, and were only moving faster now that we were homeschooled.

At around five, we finished just as Quil and Embry walked in, smiling like two fools. "Sammy Jade!" Embry said, sitting in between Claire and me.

"Hey, dudes," I said. They both headed for the food. "Do you know where my boyfriend is?" I had had the aching feeling for Colin all day.

"He's cleaning his house," Quil said, glancing at Claire quickly. His face was so adoring. It reminded me of Colin.

"Why?" I asked.

"He's wanted you to go over for awhile and meet his family," Embry shrugged. "So he plans on that tonight, but he wants the house to look good."

"Oh, I see," I nodded nervously, then turned to Claire. "What am I going to wear?"

"What you have on," she suggested. "You look cute right now, with the whole eighties style thing."

"Really?" I perked up.

"Completely." she nodded.

"Any advice?" I asked.

"Don't call his dad by his first name at first," she warned. "Call him, Mr. Grey, and wait for the invitation to drop the Mr. and use his first name."

"Anything else?" I bit my nails.

"Nope," she said, but saw my nails in my mouth. She pulled my hand away and slapped it. "Don't bite your nails."

"Yes, Ma." I rolled my eyes sarcastically.

"That's better," she smiled. We laughed and I noticed our group of onlookers grew. Emily leaned up against the wall.

"Claire, guess who's coming to the wedding?" she said.

"Who?" Claire inquired.

"Scott." Emily answered.

"Pilgrim?" I wondered in confusion.

"Vs. The world," Jake said matter of factly as the rest of the guys, Claire, Leah, and Rachel cracked up. Emily and Kim looked confused.

"Who is Scott Pilgrim?" Emily asked.

I let my mouth drop. "You don't know who Scott Pilgrim is?" she shook her head. I sighed. "We are so watching that movie tomorrow."

"Anyways!" Sam stepped in. "Emily's brother, Scott, is in Washington for the next few months, and he is going to walk Emily down the aisle."

"I thought you didn't have a brother." I said to Emily.

"Not technically, I don't," she answered. "But we grew up together, and he's like a brother to me, and since my dad's gone, he'll walk me."

"Can't wait to meet him," I smiled.

"I can't wait to see him," Leah said. We all looked at her in confusion. "What? Just because I'm a sour bitch I can't think certain guys are drop dead gorgeous? Well then!"

I laughed and got get in the shower. "Where are you going?" Sam called.

"To get ready for a date."