Daniel's POV
I woke up and everything was different. A few days ago, yesterday even, the world was a sane, normal place. Now there was a pack of werewolves patrolling the woods, a coven of vampires in my school, a vampire dating my cousin, and the most unbelievable part, I had a gorgeous, funny, sexy and utterly devoted werewolf as a boyfriend. The strange part was that I found it harder to believe he was my boyfriend than a werewolf.
With that happy thought I jumped out of bed and went through my morning routine. I walked down the stairs and into the bathroom, stripped off my boxers and tossed them lazily onto the floor, then jumped in the shower, set the water to freezing, braced myself and turned it on. I let out a yelp as the icy water battered my skin, then another as I twisted the knob and the water became roasting. I twisted it again and the temperature settled into a comfortable middle ground. Now thoroughly awake I washed myself clean, then took care of the 'little' problem thinking about Jacob had given me.
Some time later I climbed out and walked over to the sink to scrub my teeth. Once my mouth was minty fresh I headed back up to my room, grabbing a towel of the rack as I passed. I didn't bother to worry about privacy since it was only me and mom in the house and I could hear her clattering away in the kitchen. I got dressed as quickly as I could, then back down the stairs and back into the bathroom.
I pulled out the hairdryer, flicked the setting to full blast and roasted my scalp in the hot air. When that was done I grabbed the straighteners and went to work with them, occasionally wincing when I found a particularly tuggy bits. After a few minutes my hair was flat and organised, which lasted for about five seconds before I grabbed the tub of hair gel and started pulling it into an organised mess.
I'll be honest, this wasn't my morning routine. Usually I just washed and let my hair air-dry into whatever shape it liked. In fact the last time I spent this much time getting ready was the day before we moved out of our old house. A bunch of my old friends had thrown me a party and threatened me with very imaginative punishments if I didn't make an effort. I had a reason for changing my grooming habits though.
Ding dong
There was the reason now. I shoved the hair gel back in the bathroom cabinet and gave myself a quick check in the mirror. I immediately spotted a dozen things I wasn't happy with, but there was no point stressing about them now. I was halfway down the stairs when I heard the door being opened and the sexiest voice I had heard in my life floated up to me.
"Hello Miss Swan. I'm here to pick up Daniel." I reached the bottom of the stairs and looked over to where Jacob was standing in the doorway, taking up most of the available room. The thing about his size was, he didn't look like a bodybuilder or anything like that. He just looked like he was built to a different scale to the rest of the world.
"Oh, right...you must be Jacob." My mom said, taking the shock of finding a large, exceptionally attractive teenager asking to pick up her son rather well. "Charlie's mentioned you quite a lot." She added quickly, standing aside to let him in. "And so has Daniel. I have to admit, I was expecting you to be..."
"Smaller?" Jacob suggested, hitting her with a charming Jacob-smile.
"Younger." My mom corrected, smiling back at him automatically.
"He's six-seventeen." I said quickly, realising my mom would never let him drive me if she knew he was underage. Both of them turned their attention to me as they noticed me for the first time. Luckily my mom looked at me at the same time Jacob did, so she didn't notice the look on his face change to a look of uncontrollable desire. Only years of practice in classes and when lying to my parents helped me to stop myself from giving him the same look while my mom was watching me.
"Seriously?" My mom said, giving him exactly the same look of disbelief that I had. Jacob gave her a quick nod and another smile before returning his attention to me. "Alright. If you say so." My mom said, then gave me a smile. "Not having breakfast?"
"No thanks, I'm not hungry." Luckily I don't usually eat in the mornings so she didn't find my eagerness to leave suspicious. "I'll see you at dinner, 'kay?" I added as I walked past, giving her a quick peck on the cheek. I knew most guys would die of embarresment if someone saw them kissing their mom, but ever since all the stuff with dad...she needed someone to do little things like that.
"Alright then, try and have fun. It was nice to meet you Jacob." She waved us goodbye as we got into Jacob's Rabbit, then walked back into the house as we drove out of sight.
"When are you gonna tell her?" Jacob asked.
"About which thing? The boyfriend thing or the werewolf thing?"
"Either. Both."
"Give me time to get my head round them both before I start thinking about telling anyone else." That got a smile from Jacob. I saw it and immediately my heart started pounding faster. It was a good thing there were no red lights because I knew the second the car stopped I was going to climb over and mouth-attack him.
It felt even better than the first time. I was straddling his lap, one hand running through his hair, the other one up his shirt running my hand over his eight-pack, feeling every brick of muscle one at a time. It was such an amazing contrast, soft skin over rock-hard muscle, like velvet over hot coals. He had one hand down the back of my trousers, sliding his hand between the fabric of my jeans and my boxers. The other hand was wrapped in my hair, tugging gently on it when I did something he liked.
His tongue was running around the inside of my teeth, tasting the mint toothpaste and lemon mouthwash. I pushed against his tongue with my own and he pulled out, my tongue followed him and into his own mouth. I could taste the fruit he had eaten that morning, apples and pears if I'm not mistaken.
Finally my lungs betrayed me and I had to pull out for breath. I pulled my head back and Jacob sucked on my tongue, keeping my face pressed to his for a few seconds longer. He let go and we separated, me panting for breath and him just grinning at me. I was on my knees, one on either side of his lap, and without the added height of his legs he was only an inch or two taller than me. I rested my forehead on his and we just stared into each others eyes, neither of us speaking.
Eventually I groaned and slid back into my seat reluctantly, taking care not to knock the handbrake or gear shaft. Oh...shaft, bad word choice...
"Sorry, little guy. Got to get you school." Jake said, giving me a sympathetic smile. I turned and stared at him in horror.
"Little guy?" I repeated, mock disgust in my voice. "No way is that gonna be my pet name." Better stop that before it starts.
"Alright, alright." He laughed, then gave me a curious. "So what's my pet name?"
"I was planning to go with 'dog'." I said, still smarting from the 'little guy' comment. Jake just smirked and gave me a wide grin.
"If I'm a dog wouldn't that make you my bitch?" He teased. I couldn't help but laugh as I realised I had set myself up at that one.
"You're lucky I have nothing sharp on me." I muttered, but I was still grinning.
We were parked on a dirt road that lead into the woods. We had pulled over for a quick make-out session before I got dropped of at school and Jake went out on patrol. Jacob drove back out onto the road and way too quickly we were at the school car park.
"Listen, you want to come round to Emily's after school? You can meet the rest of the pack." It was still so weird to hear him using words like 'pack' and 'Alpha' in normal conversation.
"Sure." I said. "Sounds like fun." Jake must have heard the lack of enthusiasm in my voice, so he glanced up and immediately saw why. I was staring over at the school, where the Cullens were gathered in a group with Bella. They kept glancing over at where we were parked, and it was obvious they were talking about us.
"You don't need to worry about them." Jake said quickly. "They're 'vegetarian' leeches." He air-quoted vegetarian. "Besides. They're not going to mess with this." He lifted his arm and flexed his bicep, the fabric of his shirt stretching dangerously as the round ball of muscle expanded. I rolled my eyes and pretended to be unimpressed, while at the same time I tried to make a small 'adjustment' without him noticing.
"Well at least your ego's in proportion." I replied, but the smirk he gave me told me he wasn't fooled.
"Don't worry. Everything is in proportion." Jake replied, then winked at me. I groaned and glared at him half-heartedly, then smiled reluctantly.
"I hate you." I complained.
"No you don't." He smirked. "I'll pick you up after school."
"Can't wait." I replied, then got out of the truck and walked away before I kissed him again and outed myself to the entire school. Luckily the bell rang at the same time so I didn't have to walk past the Cullens. I turned round and waved goodbye to Jacob, then paused at the top of the steps until he drove out of sight. I sighed and walked into the school, knowing I would spend the entire day thinking about him.
I thought the day would be boring and uneventful, but I was wrong. It was just after second period that I discovered something. I walked past the blond Cullen boy, I think his name was Jasper, in the hall and she winced as I passed. It took me until halfway through third period to realised what was going on. Thanks to our intimate make-out session I now smelled like Jacob!
For the rest of the day whenever I saw a Cullen I detoured so that I walked past them, then watched them squirm as Jacob's scent washed past them. I wasn't sure why I was torturing them, maybe it was my natural vindictiveness, maybe Jacob's vampire prejudice was rubbing off on me, or maybe it was just because I was pissed off that they had known Jacob had imprinted on me and Bella hadn't said a word.
Finally Bella must have had enough of me torturing her friends and pulled me out of the lunch hall. Literally. She took me by the arm and half-dragged me out and onto the grass. We stopped and she let go of my arm, then turned to me and sighed.
"Danny, we need to talk." She had been calling me Danny since I was eight.
"What about, Bells?" I asked, with fake curiosity.
"Listen, I know you've been spending a lot of time with Jacob, so I think there are some things I should tell you..." She trailed off uncertainly, and I gave her an even wider fake smile.
"Which things?" I asked innocently. "The thing where your boyfriends a mind-reading vampire?" Bella's mouth fell open in shock, but I was just getting warmed up. "How about the thing where your best friends a werewolf? No! No, I know what you're talking about. It's that thing where you're werewolf friend imprinted on me! Actually, no. I'm pretty sure this must be the part where you tell me how you could know about all this and not bother to tell me!"
Until that moment I hadn't realised how much her keeping all this from me had pissed me off, but it had and I was going to find out why she had done it.
"What was I supposed to say?" Bella demanded. "I didn't even know how to begin!"
"Jacob managed it pretty well." I replied smugly.
"Well I couldn't." She said angrily, then sighed. "Look, I don't think he told you everything-"
"About the imprint?" I guessed, cutting her off. "The kiss kind of gave that away." For the second time in as many minutes Bella was speechless.
"He...and you..." She blinked and took a moment to get her thoughts straight. "So you're..."
"Gay." I supplied, then nodded. "Bother you?" She stared at me for a few seconds, then smiled weakly.
"I'm dating a vampire and you think two boys going out is going to bother me?" She asked rhetorically, then gave me a wider smile. "Look, I'm sorry I didn't tell you."
"I know you are." I said, relenting slightly. "It's just...everythings been so strange lately."
"Tell me about it." She smirked, then her face fell slightly. "Forgive me?"
"I suppose." I said loftily, then we both smiled at each other. "Come on, hug." I ordered, spreading my arms out. She smiled back and hugged me. We stayed like that for a few seconds, then I tilted my head so my mouth was next to my ear and whispered. "And now you smell like werewolf too."
With that I let go and jumped out of range as she took a swipe at me, then I walked back to the lunch hall laughing. Revenge was fun.
A/N: Just to let you know, I'm not a vampire basher by nature, but I think you can see how Daniel would be a bit biased. This was originally supposed to be a lot shorter and was supposed to be about Daniel meeting the pack. It ended up being too long so the entire next chapter about that. It should be finished...soon :)