A/N: *Sings* Happy Birthday to me! Happy Birthday to me!

Well it's 12:01 where I am (Florida) so I am officially 18. *Cheers* Legal baby! :D

So here it is. As promised. I hope you guys enjoy.

Chapter 4

PPOV

Watching Doe, I mean Bella, work was maddening. I wanted to rip the heads off every male in here and a few choice females. The brunette in the corner kept a long conversation with her friends about how she was 'gonna get her in bed' it was all I could do not to go all territorial then and there. I was in bad shape, the chair though needed replaced.

I knew Bella would need the time to get accustomed to me hanging around often, 'all the time you mean.' My sub-conscience was a douche. Ok so maybe I patrolled her house a bit. 'A bit?' She needs to be protected! Why am I arguing with myself? I noticed she turned down any and all offers for 'alone time' she got. Is it me? Or maybe it's the 'freak-outs'. I hoped it was me; that I affected her as much as she did me.

I watched her every move. As she walked, and danced and every once in a while she would look at me with her big brown eyes, and I fell a bit more. I walked over to the bar, where Emmett was working, and ordered a jack and coke.

"You're old enough to drink?"

Not really but he didn't need to know that. "Sure." I fished out my wallet and showed him my id.

"22? Too old for Bells." The fuck? "She's only 17."

"What? Don't you have to be 18 to work in a place like this?"

"16, actually."

"Well I'm really only 19 so I'll take a coke I guess." Not like the drink would get me drunk. Had to be a full bottle of 100 percent alcohol.

He slid the coke across the bar giving me a hard stare. "19?"

"19." I promised with a raise of my glass, then I turned to watch Bella some more.

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BPOV

Working and knowing Paul was watching was distracting. I tried to look at him all the time, but could only catch glimpses, tried to make everything I did more sensual and sexy; though that caused more invites form men, and one woman, I didn't want.

"Honey, that hot piece of man has been watching you all night." Kim said to me.

"Yeah and he damaged one of my chairs." Maureen pointed to where I had been sitting before.

"Sorry 'Reen." I called to her as she walked away from us.

"So what's the deal Doe? He your man?"

"I don't know," I sighed. "I feel this need to know him."

"A friend of his asked me out. Names Jared." I nodded. I remember him he was the one arguing with my I the first night. 'My Paul? Since when did I start thinking like that? He's not mine.'

"Have you seen them around before?" being the new girl in Forks I didn't know much of anyone.

"Sure, they're the La Push boys. The local 'gang'."

"Gang?"

"Well that's what everyone says. I don't believe it though; they do good for the community." Kim was a La Push girl herself, I had never been there. "Sam started the whole thing. He disappeared for two weeks, when he got back he dumped Leah, his high school sweetheart, started dating Emily, I's cousin, and started doing good things."

"Wow. Poor Leah."

"Poor Leah." She agreed, nodding her head. "Paul has a past though. Be careful."

While doing my nightly dance, tonight's theme: Leather; I may actually steal the jacket 'Reen got for me, I digested all the information Kim gave me. 'A gang? But not really a gang. It happens; a group of guys that look like them could be misunderstood. Do I even care?' The answer to that is no. No I don't care. I've dealt with worse. 'No Bella, dangerous territory.' By the end of my dance I was set on my decision to not judge Paul based on his past or what other people said.

12:01 I was done with my shift and had changed, while slipping the jacket into my duffle.

"Paul!" I attacked him in a hug. He had waited the whole time, kept an eye on me, which made me feel safe, protected. I hadn't felt that way in a while.

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PPOV

I told Emmett that I'd get Bella home tonight at first he was reluctant but after he got in a good lecture he left. I heard everything Bella and Kim talked about, thank goodness someone saw we were good. Thought I was peeved that she said something to Bella about me, I was going to bring up my past when I was good and ready; which wasn't yet.

"Paul!" I turned just in time to catch her as she hugged me. 'Ahh, this feels nice, like home. And god she smells good. Like strawberries and all woman, it was just Bella.'

"Hey you! You done?"

"Yup! Just finished. Where's Em? Don't tell but I'm stealing the jacket from my dance so let's hit the road before I get caught."

"You rebel. I get to drive you." I laughed at her. She pouted her lip at me. 'I wanna bite that lip.' "Okay little girl, let's get you out of here. Home?"

"Nah, I'm not tired. The diner."

"A woman after my own heart." She giggled and it made me smile.

She fawned over my 1993 Ford Lightning, and was impressed when I told her I rebuilt it, engine up, myself.

"Seriously? I have a 1953 Chevy, it has tons wrong with it though and I know nothing about cars, could you maybe take a look?" she peeked at me.

"Sure."

"Really?" Was she surprised? "Thanks so much! It was my dad's, so I don't want to get rid of it but it be nice if I didn't have to rely on rides all the time."

"I'd have no trouble driving you places."

"Yeah that's what everyone says. But still I feel like a burden and this way it's like my dad's with me somehow, ya know?" I didn't know. I didn't want that fucker anywhere near me, my dad that is. So I just gave a noncommittal hmm. I wasn't sure what happened to Bella's parents, I just deduced that they were dead.

"Do you want to talk about them?" I asked as we pulled up to the diner.

"I haven't seen my mom in years. The only thing I know is that she's somewhere in Florida living her life out in a psychiatric hospital; crazy bitch that she is. I was just me and my dad for so long. We lived in a small town kind like this one in Oregon. Ashwood. My dad was chief of police…" She swiped at her eyes and whispered "I cant."

I grabbed her and pulled her to me. "Hey, shh, it's ok." I held her until she stopped crying.

"Thanks Paul. Sorry for…" She gestured to my shirt.

"I don't care. You ok?"

"Yeah. I just haven't talked about it in a while."

"Well if you ever want to I'm here."

That night I slept under her window.

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BPOV

Eating with Paul was a life changing experience. Where did he put all that food?

"Will you really eat all that?" He had ordered 6 eggs, 6 pieces of bacon, 3 pieces of sausage, and 3 slices of toast. With orange juice.

"I'm a growing boy Bella." Was all he replied.

The waitress of course flirted with him. "Excuse me?" I said to her.

"Yeah?"

"It's kind of rude of you to ignore me and flirt with him while I'm right here, obviously with him. So why don't you take your skanky self and our order to the kitchen."

"That was sexy." Paul growled at me.

"Yeah? I just hate when girls do that."

"So tell me about you."

"What do you want to know?"

"Everything."

"My favorite color is dark purple, I love 30 Seconds to Mars, I'm adopted and a Klutz. You?"

"Favorite color is blue, I also like 30 Seconds to Mars and Chevelle, my mom is all my family left and I like to fix cars. Favorite flower?"

"Kingfisher daisies."

"Favorite movie?"

"Changes, but I will always love Harry Potter and Alice in Wonderland."

"Harry Potter is by far the best." He agreed with me and I smiled at him.

When he dropped me off at my house I got bombarded by Emmett.

"Where were you? It's 2 in the morning Bells!"

"He took me to the diner 'Dad!' and I don't have a curfew so I don't care what time it is." Then I simply went to my room.

"Stupid Emmett." I mumbled, changing into my pj's. After my nightly routine, I grabbed Shadow, my silver stuffed wolf dad gave me when I was 8, and climbed into bed. That was the first night I slept without Nightmares, I dreamed only of Paul.

A/N: So, Bella reveiled a little about her past. Just a little info on me, all her likes are mine. lol. On my profile are links to Paul and Bellas trucks. What did ya think?

Remeber, R&R.

xo Jess.