A/N: Hey guys! OMG thank you all for your lovely reviews and please keep them coming if you want more.

Anyway I just wanted to say that it's really sad that Michael Jackson died! I couldn't believe it.

R.I.P Michael

Chapter 6

I stood there watching him as he walked home, hands in pockets and a hurt/angry expression on his face. I missed him already and I really wanted to run after him that second but knew I couldn't. If I did I would firstly hurt Dylan which I couldn't because he was a close friend and I cared about him and secondly I was in no mood of explaining to Jake why me and Dylan were going on a date.

It was obvious that me and Jake would probably end up at the movies or something and that it would still be us, always just friends and nothing more. Of course I did feel a little light headed when he had brushed his fingers all the way down my arm and it didn't seem very 'friendly' but like I said, Jake has changed and maybe that's his new way of getting girls to agree to something.

"Eva?," a voice spoke my name, bringing me out of my own little world I was in.

I looked over to where the voice was coming and it was Dylan. I completely forgot he was here for a moment. He was standing a few feet away from me with a confused look on his face.

"I'm coming…," I said quietly, not sure if he could hear me or not.

As we made our way over to the car Dylan held the door open for me. I half smiled at him and ducked down to get in.

Not long after we were on the road, heading to Port Angeles, Dylan broke our awkward silence.

"So… you friends with that… big guy again?," he asked, eyes on the road.

"Well yeah… I guess," I replied, hoping he wouldn't make this more awkward than it was.

He nodded, "He didn't seem too happy to see me, it looked like you guys were pretty close…," he glanced over at me before looking at the road again.

I shifted in my seat, as he was making this more awkward, "Eh… well we are close friends,"

He nodded once more then looked over at me, "So did you hear about the killings in Seattle?," he asked, obviously trying to change the subject but the damage was done already.

"Yeah I did actually, mom doesn't want me going over there,"

"Seriously? Well I guess you can't blame your mom," he said, tucking some of his fair hair behind his ear. He obviously didn't agree with my mom but whatever.

After that we made small talk until we finally reached our destination. He pulled up outside this Italian restaurant in Port Angeles, it was obviously a new place and of course he wanted to make a good impression on me by not taking me to the movies or something. I appreciated it though, he was a nice guy.

When we entered the restaurant he already had a table reserved for us and I thought that was really sweet of him but he didn't have to bother with it all. I would have been fine with McDonalds or Kentucky Fried Chicken but of course he would object to it if I mentioned it to him.

"Well this place is really nice Dylan, thanks," I told him as we waited on our food.

He smiled and his eyes seemed to sparkle with joy, "I thought you would like it,".

When our food finally arrived, we were half way through it when I noticed Hannah Foster walk into the restaurant along with her best friend forever Jennifer.

I rolled my eyes at the sight of them and hoped to god they wouldn't notice me. They were annoying enough in class and I was sick of them giving me dirty looks and speaking behind my back because I usually hung out with Jacob, Quil and Embry. Even after we didn't hang out any more, they kept on whispering and it was driving me insane. What the hell were they doing here anyway? Shouldn't they be down in La Push? Ugh.

"What's wrong? Is the food okay?," Dylan asked when he noticed the look on my face.

I nodded, "Yeah, it's great, I just saw a few girls I don't like, is all,".

He shrugged and continued eating as I took a sip of my soda. I suddenly got a whiff of perfume and just as I assumed, there was Hannah and Jennifer standing behind me, looking me up and down with grins on their faces.

"Well if it isn't our class mate Eva, I see you got yourself a date," Hannah said, snickering.

"Would you mind but we're trying to eat our food in peace," Dylan interrupted.

They both laughed, "Oh well you got yourself a tough boy there Eva but I bet his body isn't half as hot as Jacob Blacks, oh tell him I said hi and that I'll totally go out with him Sunday," Hannah said smugly and walked off, her and Jennifer laughing on their way.

My nostrils flared and hands were balled up into fists. I was so mad that I'd lost my appetite.

Dylan noticed and he didn't look too pleased himself. He placed a hand on my shoulder and rubbed it.

"Forget about them Eva, they're just two ignorant girls that haven't got anything better to do," he told me reassuringly.

I relaxed a little and looked over at his plate. His plate was almost empty and I wanted to leave.

"Dylan could we maybe… go home?," I asked but he knew it wasn't really a question and I really wanted to go along with it.

He smiled, "Sure,".

We made it back to La Push a while later and I was thankful for his understanding.

He pulled up outside my house and we sat in the car for a minute. I shifted around so I could face him.

"Thanks for tonight Dylan, the restaurant was great and I appreciate your understanding that I wanted to leave because of those… girls," I told him.

He smiled warmly at me, "No need to thank me Eva, you know I wanted to,"

I nodded and noticed he was moving in closer to me. Oh no! I thought, I didn't want to kiss him, I just didn't see Dylan that way but I didn't want to break it to him tonight.

His face was so close to mine now and my only escape was to give him a quick peck on the cheek, say goodnight and get out of the car quickly and that's exactly what I did.

As I reached my hall door, I remembered Dylan's expression when I kissed him on the cheek, he looked hurt but I just didn't want to kiss him, I needed to let him know we were just friends but just not right now.

~*~

The next morning in school was uneventful. I got a few snickers from Hannah and Jennifer but that was expected. Jacob was nowhere to be seen and so it was just me and Quil again. Quil was in a pretty bad mood these days, simply because Jacob wasn't hanging out with us anymore. I decided against telling Quil, me and Jacob made up, simply because he would feel left out and I really did pity him.

When I got home, mom left a note on the fridge telling me she was off to see her friend Rita and that she wouldn't be home until midnight.

I shrugged and took a tub of ice cream out of the fridge and flopped down on the sofa to watch Grays Anatomy.

When it ended, I decided I'd go up to see Jake in his garage since I couldn't keep from seeing him any longer. I loved being in love with him when I could at least see him, I could already feel the butterflies in my stomach as I thought about him. I just hoped he wasn't still mad that I decided to go with Dylan instead of him last night.

I checked myself out in the mirror to make sure I looked good and then practically ran towards his garage where he usually spends a lot of his time.

When I entered the garage I looked around for him until I noticed he was under a car, fixing something I guess.

I smiled, "Hey Jake,".

He obviously heard me and got himself out from under the car and stood up, smiling brightly at me.

It was then that I noticed he was shirtless and had splashes of oil all over his chest and stomach. His body was unbelievable, so strong and masculine that he had me drooling. Not to mention that his jeans hung pretty low off his waist.

"Hello, Eva?," Jake interrupted and I immediately blushed. I hadn't noticed I was staring at his body for a little too long.

I looked up at him shyly and he was grinning, "So… what's up?,".

I shrugged and walked over to the wall, leaning my back against it.

"Nothing really… just thought I'd say hi," I replied.

He nodded and walked over to stand beside me, leaning his hand against the wall. His expression suddenly turned bitter as we locked eyes with each other and I wondered what I had said wrong.

"So… how was your… date?," he asked, his voice strained. He looked really disgusted now.

I shivered, he was making me feel strange, "It was nice," I told him, my voice a little lower than usual.

He flinched and diverted his eyes from me, suddenly very interested in a tool that lay on the floor between us.

"So you like him…," he asked but it really wasn't a question.

I couldn't stay where I was, it was too awkward so I decided to just stroll around the garage as I answered him.

"Well yeah… as a friend." I told him, fiddling with a ring on my finger.

Then there was silence.

Suddenly I felt strong, warm arms wrap around my waist and pull me into a strong body. I knew it was Jakes and I was shocked. He never ever held me like this and I was never crushed into his body like this before. He was starting to make me feel light headed and I couldn't help but lean into him. He was so strong and warm, it just felt so right and my heart was about to jump out of my chest it was beating so fast.

I felt him bury his face into the back of head, inhaling the scent of my flowing hair. Then I felt his chin rest on the top of my head and his arms tightening around me, holding me closer to him if that was possible.

I sighed into his embrace without even realizing it but before I could make up an excuse he spoke.

"You're one of a kind Eva," he said, in a low husky tone.

I frowned, what did he mean by that? I guessed he sensed my confusion and chuckled.

"You don't know how boys think of you Eva, don't you realize you're so beautiful?," he said, I could hear a smile in his voice.

Once he said those words my heart was beating erratically and my breath caught. He thought I was beautiful? Oh my god…..

"Eh… well… no," I answered honestly.

I felt him draw invisible circles on my abdomen with his fingers and pull me closer to him again.

"Well you are and don't think that… boy wants you as just a friend," he said, his voice getting a little acidy.

I stiffened as he said that. I knew Dylan had those intentions but I didn't want to discuss it with Jacob. What if he starts thinking I like Dylan in that kind of way?

"Yeah well… I don't intend for us to become something more," I told him, unable to think of anything else to say and besides he was making me feel lightheaded and I was burning up from his hot body temperature.

I felt him relax as I said that and he removed one of his hands from my waist so that he could tilt my chin up to look him in the eyes.

His eyes looked glazed over and that look of… love, deep love and something else was in them. His hot breath was tickling my face and he never released his hold on my chin.

"Will you come with me tonight or are you," he gulped, "Going out with that boy again?,"

I was speechless just staring up into his eyes but found my voice to answer him.

"Yes and no I'm not going out with… Dylan tonight," I replied breathlessly.

He smiled his smile for me and then released me.

"Well I have to get back to work on that car but I'll pick you up at around… eight?," he asked, shoving his hands into his pockets, pulling them down even lower….. I quickly diverted my eyes and looked up at him.

"Sounds great," I said shyly and nervously pulled my shirt down a bit, "See you later,".

He smiled at me again, "See you," and then headed back to work on the car.

I practically flied all the way home, I was so happy! I felt hope, hope that maybe Jacob would start feeling the same way about me as I did him. He didn't know how good it felt to be so close to him and to be told that I'm beautiful by him, hell no one knew!

When I got home I looked up at the clock to see that it was six o'clock. Mom was washing the dishes in the kitchen and I decided to get a glass of water since I was sweating from Jacobs body heat.

"Hey mom," I said smiling brightly at her as I skipped to the fridge.

"Oh hello love, where were you?," she asked as she focused on scrubbing the dishes clean.

I gulped down a glass of water, "Over at Jakes garage, why?,".

She shrugged, "I just like knowing where my daughter is, is all,".

I smiled, she really was a great mom and since I was in a really happy mood, I went over to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek, she laughed.

"What was that for?," she asked still laughing and shaking her head.

"That mom, was for being so good to me," I replied, patting her on the back but suddenly she stiffened and I heard her sniff the air.

"Honey I can smell… gas or something," she told me as she looked around, her eyebrows furrowed together.

I frowned, gas? I looked around the kitchen and sniffed the air, no nothing.

I shrugged, "I can't," and started to walk towards the kitchen door into the living room but stopped when my mom spoke.

"God honey, what's that on your back?," she asked and came towards me.

I screamed and started shaking my shirt, "WHAT MOM! WHAT IS IT? GET IT OFF OF ME!,"

Mom started laughing and I stopped, "Honey turn around," so I did as she told me to, "Hmm were you near any oil or gas or something?,".

I froze as I remembered those strong arms around me, pressing me to Jacobs gorgeous body, which of course would have to have oil on it.

I giggled and I felt myself blush, "Yeah kind of, I was in Jakes garage remember?," I told her as she stood behind me, inspecting my shirt.

"Oh that's right, well go on and get cleaned up," she said as I heard her make her way back over to the sink.

~*~

An hour and a half passed and I was ready to go. I took a shower, blow dried my hair, applied make up, perfume, new pair of jeans and a red shirt, converse and I was done.

I only had to wait thirty more minutes to see the love of my life and spend some time with him, I couldn't wait.

Finally when I heard the doorbell ring I ran straight to it and flung the door open.

There he was in all his glory, looking as good as he did yesterday except this time he was wearing a brown t-shirt that clung to all his muscles and did him justice and a pair of white trainers.

He smiled at me and his smile touched his eyes. He was such a dream and I was one hundred percent positive that there was no other guy like him out there.

I smiled back at him shyly and felt myself blush. He seemed to notice and his smile widened.

"Hi Jake…," I said softly, gazing into his eyes.

"Hey Eva, you look… amazing!," he exclaimed and stepped closer to me, "You ready?," he asked his voice getting lower and deeper.

I nodded and called goodbye to my mom. I stepped outside into the cold but Jake was by my side instantly, putting his arm around my waist and pulling me closer to him, making me warm up instantly.

As we approached his Rabbit and he helped me in, I realized that this was the first time I was ever in it. I was happy we were on good terms though or it wouldn't be as special.

When he got in and we started to wherever we were going, I wanted to know where exactly he was taking me.

"So… where are we going?," I asked.

He glanced over at me and smiled, "I thought maybe we could head down to First Beach and then maybe… I don't know wherever you want," he suggested, still smiling but eyes on the road now.

I smiled, "Sounds great," and it was true. Jacob knew that fancy restaurants couldn't make me like someone better or make our night more exciting or fun. He knew that his company was all that made me happy and that we could have a lot of fun on First Beach with just each other's company.

It didn't take long to get there and soon enough we were both walking hand in hand down the beach but of course I knew this hand in hand thing was just a friendly gesture and I appreciated it.

I decided to break the silence with a question that had been pondering my mind all day.

"So Jake, how come I didn't see you at school today?," I asked casually, looking up at him.

His jaw clenched, "I had some things to take care of," he replied, his whole stature stiffening.

"Oh…," was all I could say, he obviously wanted to keep whatever the 'things' were private so I didn't push him.

Then all of a sudden I remembered Hannah last night and what she had said, "Oh tell him I said hi and that I'll definitely go out with him Sunday,". That really spoiled my mood and I couldn't help but feel a little hurt that he asked her out but not me. I was a nice girl right?

Jacob noticed my hurt expression and stopped in his tracks, stopping us both in the process since his hand held mine.

He placed his hand under my chin and tilted it up so I could lock my eyes on his.

"What's wrong Eva?," he asked softly, his eyes looked worried.

I shrugged, "Nothing… Just Hannah told me to tell you she said hi and that she'll definitely go out with you Sunday," I told him, my voice strained, it really hurt telling him that because I wished it was me he had asked out.

"WHAT!," he shouted, his face looked very angry and it was kind of scaring me. His body was shaking and I took a step back from him, a little afraid of what he might do at that moment.

He stepped closer to me again and placed both his hands on the sides of my face.

"Look at me Eva," he ordered and I couldn't help but obey. The moment I looked into his eyes I finally figured out what that other emotion was, it was… passion. Strong passion and it was… for me. I could see it all in his eyes, the love, the devotion, the passion….. but it was probably just friendly passion, he knew me for a while now.

"I never NEVER asked that… girl out, do you hear me?," he said fiercely, I nodded, "She's just making up stories to hurt you Eva, don't you listen to her okay? EVER," he told me and I nodded once again.

He suddenly rested his forehead against mine and rubbed his thumb over my cheek. I started to feel dizzy once his hot breath touched my face and I loved how close he was to me.

"Eva?," he asked, catching my attention.

I looked up into his eyes and smiled, "Yeah,".

Then suddenly, without even expecting it, his lips crashed onto mine with full force.

I didn't even have any time to respond to him, he just kept on kissing my frozen lips which couldn't even function, I was shocked.

He suddenly pulled away and held my face in his hands, his breathing heavy. He stared into my eyes and rubbed his thumbs of off my cheeks once again.

"I love you," he said so quietly, I was the only person that could hear.

I didn't know what had just happened but it was as if he was the only one I could see. My breath caught in my throat and my heart was beating erratically. I couldn't believe he had just said that but all I wanted to do was cry out of happiness and kiss him until the end of the world.

I felt the tears build up in my eyes and I answered him but very quietly since I was close to crying.

"I… I… I love you too," I finally admitted to him.

We stood there for a moment gazing into each other's eyes after confessing our true love for each other before his lips smashed onto mine again.

This time my mouth responded to his and our lips moved together like they were made for each other. I had never been kissed like this before, there was so much passion, so much love in it. The feel of his hot lips on my cold ones was thrilling! They were so soft but yet so urgent and I started to feel dizzy from the lack of oxygen but I didn't care, this was what I was waiting for all along and it had finally happened.

His hands were in my hair, pulling my face closer to his as my hands held onto the back of his neck also pulling him closer to me.

I felt his tongue pressing against my lips begging for entrance and without hesitation I granted it but before I could feel our tongues entwine together he pulled away, now a foot away from me. I was confused, did I do something wrong?

"Jac-," I started but he held his hands out to stop me.

"I can't do this! I can't do this anymore," he said mainly to himself, his voice pained.

I was afraid for him, what was wrong? What couldn't he do?

He was now in front of me again and he pulled my hand up gently to his face as he breathed in its scent and kissed it, his eyes shut.

His eyes opened again and he gazed down into mine but it looked like there was pain in them.

"Eva, I love you, every inch of me loves you and I need to… to show you something before we move any further because… you need to know," he told me with fear in his eyes.

I wondered what he was talking about. Was it good news? Bad news? No obviously it wasn't good or else he would have been happy to tell me.

All I could do was wait and find out what was bugging him so much and that it somehow effected our relationship…..

A/N: So is he finally going to tell her what he is? If so how is she going to react? Review if you want more and thanks for all your awesome ones! J