(a/n- I had no school 2day! Yaay! …because president-man bush visited Dubai and all the roads are closed so…I got 2 write another chapter!!! - ..and thanks 2 the ppl who reviewed the last chapter!)

"You show up in my house, Dog disappears, oh yeah, and you're not wearing any clothes. All of that and the only thing you can say is 'imprint'?!"

"Ummm…Sorry?

I walked up to him, and gave him my death glare.

"Where. Is. Dog." I poked him in the chest to emphasize each word.

"Umm…yeah…about that…" he started.

"Who are you anyway?"

He smiled for the first time that morning. His smile was so beautiful, I almost stopped breathing.

"I'm Seth. I live up in La Push."

I was speechless.

"I…I'm Katie" I managed to stutter.

"I…" my stuttering was interrupted when I had a coughing fit. I guess going out into the rain wasn't such a good idea after all.

Seth moved closer towards me, looking worried.

"Are you ok?" he asked

"No," I replied as my eyes watered. "I will be ok once you tell me what you did with Dog."

"I can go and get him if you want" he seemed kind of hesitant…but he took Dog, so he better get him back!

"Really?

"Yeah. But first you have to go to bed."

This made me confused. Very confused.

"Go...to bed?"

"Yup." he replied happily. "You're sick. So you should get some sleep."

"But I just woke up!" this was totally unfair!

"So?"

"So?! I'm not sick! Go get Dog back!"

"You are sick. Probably because you went out into the rain last night."

"But I…how do you know I was in the rain last night?" ...he wasn't watching me was he? "Unless you're a stalker…"

"No!"

"Then how did you know?" I can tell that there's something that he's not telling me…

"Umm…I… it's kind of a long story…"

"You can tell me." I tried to sound confident, but it was a tiny bit difficult. He was standing there wrapped in a sheet for god's sake! "…but first go put some clothes on."

"I don't have any with me."

"...you came to my house naked?"

"Kind of"

I sighed. This wasn't scaring me anymore, it was just… strange. I thought I should care more that a guy pretty much appeared out of nowhere, in my room, not wearing any clothes. But, for some reason I didn't really mind.

"I suppose I could go get some pants for you…"

There were some baggy pants in the boxes upstairs that used to belong to dad. He might fit into those… It would be a tight fit though… Seth was huge.

"Yeah, that would be great." As he smiled again, I felt better. Not that I was feeling terrible in the first place, but everything just got brighter. It would be worth keeping him around just for this feeling I get whenever he smiles. Wait… could it be? That I'm falling in love? No. it's impossible! I only met him this morning! Get a grip on yourself Katie!

"I'll go and get you some clothes!" I called as I walked up the stairs to the attic.

Wow… there's so much dust in here…dust has always made me sneeze, and as I walked into the room, my footsteps raised dust off the floor. I looked around the boxes and tried to find the one that was labeled 'pants' or 'clothes' or something. The boxes were all piled up in gigantic towers, and I walked around them, trying to find the one I was looking for.

'Photos', no, 'books', no, 'toys', no, 'junk', ugh its not here! I walked around a bit more, trying too remember what the box that had dads clothes in looked like, without much luck. I took a last look around, and saw it. Just my luck. It was at the top of the highest stack. I reached up; I could just reach it if I stood on my toes. I pulled it forward, inching it towards me. Just as I was about to pull it off the stack completely, I felt the dust tickle my nose.

Oh. Crap.

I sneezed.

I tried to hold up the box, but my knees buckled. I fell to the floor, and scrunched my eyes shut, waiting for the box to crush me into the dusty attic floor.

I felt two strong, warm hands grab my waist and pull me off the floor.

There was a deafening crash as the box hit the ground.

I slowly opened my eyes, and found myself looking into Seth's concerned face. His blue eyes were piercing into my own green ones.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah." I replied quietly, still slightly in shock from what had happened. I was shaking, unable to keep still.

Seth's hands were burning on the exposed skin between where my tank top ended and my shorts began.

I leaned forward, resting my head against his bare chest. He took his hands from my waist and wrapped his arms around me. We stayed like that, until the shaking stopped. Then I remembered what had happened to make the box almost fall on me. His pants. The ones he wasn't wearing. I jumped away from him, or tried anyway. His arms were locked around me so tightly, that there was no way that I'd get free on my own.

"Umm…Seth?" I hesitantly asked

"Hmmm?"

"Let go?"

"No."

"What? Seth! Let go of me!"

"Only if you promise to be careful."

"What?" his answer caught me off guard.

"Be careful. I don't want you to get hurt."

"Oh." I didn't know what to say. No, that's not right. I knew exactly what to say.

"Seth…"

"Yes."

"You're not wearing pants!"

"Oh...yeah…" he let me go to fasten the blanket a bit tighter around his waist.

I turned to the box that Seth had saved me from. It had fallen onto its side, and clothes were spilling out of

it. Seth walked up to the box and picked up a pair of my little sisters hot pink shorts.

"You don't want me to wear these…do you?"

"Well…they'd definitely suit you" I joked. I rooted through the box until I found a pair of jeans that looked like they might fit Seth.

"Try these. They're the biggest pair I can find. Put them on. I'm going back to my room."

I went back to my room, and sat on the bed. Where was Dog? I hope I find him again… wait! Seth said he could get him! I'll talk to him when he gets some clothes on. The thought brought a blush to my cheeks. Of all the people to sleep in my house naked, I was glad it was him. Wait…did I just admit I liked him!? Because I don't. No. I don't like him at all. Maybe a little bit. Fine. A lot. NO! I don't like him!

"Confused!" I shut my eyes and lied on my bed, trying not to think, or I would make myself more confused. If that was even possible.

"Confused? About what?" I opened my eyes to see Seth standing in the doorway, looking gorgeous. My jaw dropped. He looked even better with clothes on. Well he was only wearing jeans, but still, at least he wasn't naked. His black hair was messed up, and falling into his beautiful, bright blue eyes in a way that seemed perfect. His arms were crossed against his muscled chest, and I couldn't help but remember how god it had felt when he'd wrapped them around me.

"Don't you like them?" he asked worriedly

"No! They're awesome. I mean… they look…ok…"

He laughed. His laugh was beautiful I couldn't think of anything that would compare to it.

"I hope you don't mind. I also took some boxers I found in the box. Otherwise it could get a bit dangerous with the zipper."

"Oh." I replied, not getting what he was talking about. My eyes widened as I understood. "Oh." I said again.

"So what now?" he asked

"Now you can tell me what you did with Dog!"

"Umm…like I said, it's kind of a long story"

"Tell me." This was much easier when he was wearing clothes.

"First let me tell you a story."

"Okay." It couldn't hurt, could it?

"It's one of the Quileute legends of La Push." I settled down on the bed, getting comfortable.

"Quileute?"

"Mmhmm. My people. The legend says that we descended from wolves." (you guys all know the legends so im not gonna go into detail with that)

(a/n- annnd that's it 4 this chapter. Tell me what yew think! Also, if there's anything that you want to see happen in the story, or any ideas for it tell me!! Maybe yew have an idea for another story? I 3 ideas!)