Life in LA Chapter 6, a twilight fanfic

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I didn't want to leave; I tried to find any excuse to stay with Nessie longer. I sheepishly argued with her to stay and help with the dishes. I know it was stupid, she must think I'm too sticky. I thought I saw a smile on her face when I won the argument, but that most definitely was my imagination.

I walked out the door and over to my car, slightly hopping that it wouldn't start. I got in and put in the keys, smiling at Nessie as she stood on the porch, her beautiful hair swaying in the night breeze. She was incredibly hot at that moment and I had to force my eyes back onto the steering wheel when I noticed that the car hadn't started yet.

I tried the keys again, but the car just gave a little wheeze and broke off again. What?

I walked around the car to the front as I stood, amused that my wish had come true. I told Nessie I would just have to go sleep over at Alice's house.

I couldn't go without another sort of contact though. I hugged her tightly as I tried to memorize her scent, it will have to do until I see her again. As I walked the block to Alice's house, I wondered what it would be like if I had slept at Nessie's. But that would be awkward, after all, she only thinks of me as a friend.

I walked into Alice's house. I had my own key because I seem to be coming here a lot.

"Jake?" Alice said in surprise as she looked at me in, also, surprise. She looked like she was trying to cover herself up, because all I could see was a small satin robe that she was trying to tie around her waist.

"Yeah, umm. My car broke down at Nessie's, so I'm just going to sleep on the couch if that's okay,"

"Yeah yeah sure," she said, and headed upstairs.

I wadded over to the closet in the hallway and pulled out a pair of boxers and pajama pants, but I couldn't find any shirt. But I knew better than to ask Jasper. They seem kind of…busy. Oh well.

I changed and walked over to the living room and threw myself on the couch. Then I heard some moans coming from upstairs. Then a shout. What the hell. They were definitely busy.

Argh. I buried my head under a pillow. Can't a guy get some sleep? Another moan answered no. Okay that's it; I will not stand for these images in my head to give me nightmares.

A looked at the clock and it read quarter to twelve. Then a thought came to my head. Surely she wouldn't mind right?

Without a thought, I grabbed my clothes and ran outside before I heard anymore. I walked back the block and rang Neisse's bell.

Wait, what! Did I just do that? Oh my god. She is going to think I'm crazy. Ugh, why did I just do that? I was just thinking of going back and facing the horrible night that lay ahead of me. Suddenly I heard a bell-like, sweet soft voice, form the other side of the door.

"Who is it?" Nessie asked.

"It's me," I replied, unsure of her reaction.

She opened her door and looked surprised to see me. But then I noticed her clothes and realized that maybe coming here was not such a bad idea.

I stared at her in amazement. She looked even more beautiful in her natural form. With no make-up, her face shined under the moonlight. She had on a pair of very short shorts, which is if you counted some piece-of-fabric-that-barely-covered-her-torso shorts. But I did not complain. It looked very sexy and it took all my will to calm myself. My eyes danced up her creamy long legs, and I noticed that she had on a matching, super tight tank top that outlined everything in her upper body. Her hair looked very much alive, falling down her back in their natural wavy curls.

"Jake, what's wrong? Come in." she said worriedly, as she stood aside to let me in. She closed the door and went for the lights.

"Oh, nothing special. Jasper and Alice decided to have a little fun and I couldn't stand the noise." I said, with a shaky laugh. My hand automatically ran through my hair, I noticed this was becoming a habit, ever since I started hanging around Nessie. "I'm sorry; hope I didn't wake you up,"

"No it's fine," she giggled. "I would have probably done the same," I think my heart skipped a beat, so the same? What did she mean by that? She was driving me crazy.

"Why don't you get settled then, you look like you need some sleep." she lead me off upstairs into a room which I assumed to be the guest room.

I couldn't help but stare at her butt as she walked in front of me.

"Alright, so, let me go get some new sheets." Nessie called as she went out the room.

10 minutes later, the bed was made and I couldn't thank her enough.

"Thank you Nessie," I smiled at her.

"It's no problem," she blushed. "Alright so I'll leave you to your sleep. Goodnight Jake,"

"Goodnight," I replied, unable to get over the way this night has ended.

I drifted off to sleep as I thought about my position right now, I was deeply smitten with the hottest girl I every laid my eyes on, and ever will. Now, after the major turn of events, I was sleeping in the same house, under the same roof. Alone, may I add?

I woke the next morning, to the wonderful smell of food. I didn't recognize what it was, but it smelled delicious. I walked downstairs, and saw my Nessie standing by the oven pulling out a batch of cookies….

My Nessie? Where the hell did that come from?

I knew where, she looked so hot, when she bent over to pick up the cookies, her tank top raised and showed the best view of her waist. Her butt was also sticking out, which was a major turn on for me because I felt my pants grow tighter.

Thankfully she didn't notice me standing there, staring like a love sick-puppy. I turned back around and headed to the washroom. I relieved myself and tried to calm down my heart, which was going a 100 mph.

I washed my face and tried to make myself look acceptable. But my hair was a total loss and there was nothing to do about that. I didn't have a tooth brush, so I stuck some toothpaste on my finger and tried to brush my teeth.

After that, I followed the smell of pancakes to the kitchen, and saw Nessie setting up the table for two. "You expect someone to join you?" I said jokingly as I entered.

She looked up with a smile on her face, "as a matter of fact I am, but you're not invited." she teased back.

"What? But I behave all the time," I gave her my best frown, and her musical laughter filled the room.

"Alright, mister, you may join me."

We sat down and ate in silence for a couple of minutes. I don't know why, but she kept on glancing at me everytime she thought I wasn't looking. Maybe something was on my forehead saying 'I am a goof head.'

"So Nessie," I started.

"Hmm?" she said as she put her fork into her beautiful mouth. I wanted to reach out and kiss those pink lips, which surprisingly looked tastier than the Pancakes.

I noticed she was still looking at me, expecting me to talk. Oh…right. Snap out of it.

"You doing anything today?"

She thought about it for a moment, but then replied "No, why?"

"Well…" stupid lump in my throat. Why was I so ... shy? I don't ever remember being lost for words in front of other girls.

I pretended to take my time chewing, so that I could clear my thought. "I was thinking," I forced out, "maybe you would like me to show you around LA." I stammered. "You know, like your personal tour guide. I've lived here my whole life, so I know the place standing upside down." I smiled. Gosh, I should shut up now.

"Is that a date I hear?" She laughed as my face burned red. "Sure, I would love to."

Half an hour later, we were out the front door. Thinking about where to go first. I stood in the clothes I had worn yesterday at the party and she stood in a yellow sundress that ended half way down her thighs and had a deep v neck. And I couldn't stop thinking about the body that was under that piece of yellow fabric. Oh here I go again, ever since I met her, I keep getting these thoughts that I hadn't had since I was in high school, and even then I wasn't this horny.

I took her to some Hollywood landmarks. She looked so happy, her smile never faded away as I showed her around. But honestly I couldn't remember what we did. I was too busy basking in her happiness.

After a few hours she looked tired from all the walking and I decided to take her out for lunch. I took her to my favourite restaurant that made food, almost as awesome as Nessie's.

I pulled out her chair, and sat across from her, "pick anything, it's all on me."

"No, I don't need any of this," she said as she stared at all the prices. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were trying to impress me," she winked at me.

"I do my best," I smiled back.

She ordered a pasta salad, and I ordered my favorite mushroom ravioli.

We ate, and talked about nothing in particular. After another hour, we headed out to the park.

Then I remembered my car, "hey, do you mind pulling my car back to a garage?"

"Yeah, sure,"

We headed back and then attached my car to her car. We went to some garage, but they said I could come back and get it in two weeks.

We went back to her house, and I kept wondering how I'm supposed to get to work every day.

"Is something wrong?" Nessie asked, "I mean, of course something is wrong, with your car and all, but you seem out of it…want to talk?"

And I couldn't help but brighten up at her sweet voice. "Well I don't know how I'm supposed to go to work every day."

"Oh. Well," she thought about it. She looked like she wanted to say something, but was afraid of what I would say.

"You wanna say something?" I edged her.

"Well, you know, maybe, if you want - don't take it the wrong way or anything but - you could borrow my car until yours is fixed." she said hesitantly. "Only if you want to though."

"Nessie, you don't have to give up your car for me," I said gently "beside, how are you going to get to work?"

"It's not that I have to, I want to," but then she blushed and put her head down. Her hairs feel down and shielded her face from me. "And I could get a ride with Jasper,"

"That is the sweetest thing anybody has ever done for me," I said, with a big smile on my face. "Thank you,"

She looked back up, and smiled at me.

Sadly, I had to go home that night, as I said goodbye to Nessie, I thought I saw sadness in her eyes.

"I really had fun this weekend," I said.

"Yeah," she smiled, "let's hope your car breaks down more often," she laughed.

I laughed with her. She was so beautiful; I don't know what I'm going to do the rest of the week. I had to come up with a reason to see her.

As I drove her car back to my house, I started to miss her already. As I thought about the great weekend I spent with her, I realized that I didn't even remember anything from my life before last Friday.

The next day I found myself daydreaming about Nessie at work again. Emmett came storming into my office of course, and he had to notice my expression, "Yo, what's up bro. How was your weekend?" but when I didn't answer he looked up, "dude, you look like you fell in love, what were you up to?"

I blushed, "nothing, it was a normal weekend." he needn't know about my love life. Love life? Was that what it was? But I couldn't be in love; I've only known her for barely a week.

"I bet that's her car too," he said.

"What? What are you talking about?"

"You came in riding a different car today. Don't think I miss these things. I bet it's hers, the one you're fantasizing about right now, the one who makes you have these dopey looks on your face when I talk about her-"

"OK! Shut up." I tried to fix my face, and change the subject. Emmett was my best pal and all, but he can go on like this forever, and I didn't need that right now.

The rest of the day went on like this, Emmett kept on cracking jokes about my love life everytime he had a chance.

When the slowest hour in the world showed four o'clock, I raced out of the room and decided to just ditch. I had nothing to do so just race home. I lay on my couch thinking of when I would see Nessie again.

Over the weekend, I fell for her even more, she was so amazing. Now I found it very hard to keep it a secret. I knew I had to tell her somehow, even if she felt the same way. I tried to think of the possibility that she felt the same way. But couldn't come up with it. She probably only thinks of me as only a friend.

I ran my hands through my hair as I became frustrated over the fact that she might not want to hang out with me any more if she knew the truth.

And then I knew that I won't be able to go without seeing her for a whole week.

I stood back up, grabbed Nessie's car keys and headed to Maggie's place once more.

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