I was up stairs, in my brushing my hair when those big, musically, warm arms wrapped around me. I instantly dropped my brush and embraced him and breathed in his scent. It smelt like...Paul.

I turned around and there he was my own personal Miracle.

His soft lips fitted to mine as if they were shaped and moulded too, although I had kissed Paul a thousand times my heart still pumped a little faster.

We stopped kissing and I rested my head on his chest, I felt his chin resting on the top of my head.

I listened to his calm heat beat and wrapped my arms around his hot (temperature) body.

Our bodies fitted together perfectly.

Sometimes I think we were actually made for each other by God.

"Where's Alex?"

"She's downstairs with Quil" replied Paul, his soft honey voice like gentle music to my ears.

It's been a week since Quil imprinted yet he still hasn't had a proper conversation with her, it's so cute he gets all embarrassed and shy when she is in the room.

"Maybe Quil can talk to her properly" I whispered, I didn't want my unsmooth voice ruining the "moment".

Paul chucked, "Yeah, we should get down there in a minute before things get... awkward"

"In a minute, I'm living with the moment" I whispered.

So we stood there hugging each other in silence not an awkward one just natural.

I listened to Paul breathing, and my head moved with his chest as it went in and out ans he breathed.

It was so nice I could fall asleep on it, if only we weren't standing up...

Of course this moment in which I adored couldn't last forever and it didn't we were down stairs in no time, surprisingly Quil and Alex were in deep conversation.

Me and Paul came down holding hands, it felt like a was a toddler holding her father's big warm hands.

"Hey guys" I chirped.

Alex gave me a look when she noticed we were holding hands, like a "What have you being doing hmm?" look.

"Hay where's Emily?" asked Quil.

"Shopping" I replied.

"Like clothes? I thought you didn't have much good shops here?" asked Alex.

"In Port Angeles they do"

Her face then lit up, which made Quil smile.

"Can we go?" she asked.

"Sure"

"Cool!"

Then Sam walked through the door, looking...stressed.

"Sam wut's up?" said Paul letting of me and walking over t him.

Quil also went to him.

I watched as his eyes signalled to the door and then they were gone, well Paul rushed back and gave me a big kiss on the cheek.

"So how was Quil?" I giggled, as I know she likes him.

"Fine" she shrugged.

"What do you mean fine?"

"Umm I don't fancy him or likey-like him anymore I thought I did last night but (she shrugs again) but I was wrong" she said. "I don't feel anything for him like I thought" she added.

"Nothing?" I asked completely taken aback by what she said.

"Nope I don't like him"

"Not even as a friend?" I asked still stunned.

I thought they had imprinted!

"Not really, I don't know him well enough to be a friend" Oh my, "I don't hate him or anything" she added.

I quickly rushed out side leaving Alex confused.

"Paul!" I shouted running into the forest.

He came topless, (I went a little wobbly at the knees but I sorted myself out)

I stopped and breathed heavily (I was a little out of breath)

"Is Quil imprinted with Alex?" I said between breathes, "Cos she says"

"Shoosh he will hear you!" he said.

"And yeah he should be why?"

I went closer to Paul.

Still panting.

"She doesn't feel it, she doesn't love him" I whispered.

"What that is impossible" said Paul.

"Well she doesn't feel anything, nothing" I said.

Paul continued to look at me with a the words "I'm so confused" written all over his face (Not literally of course)

So to sum this whole thing up Quil has imprinted, but Alex hasn't.

Weird.