1st of all, thank you all for your reviews, I think this has been my most popular story yet thank you. I'm sooooo glad you like it. Before I continue give me a minute to answer some of you:

loyalwolf 21 – Thanks, I love the Harry/Jacob storylines too. I have another fanfiction with Harry/Edward which I love… But I'm loving this one better.

Janieceal – Thank you, I'm glad you like the story. I hope you read my other stories as well.

917brat – I'm glad you like it, I'm working on chapters 7 and 8 as we speak.

K iri – I'm glad you like the plot and I'm happy and delighted you think it's something new and fresh. I hope as the story goes on it lives up to your expectations. I do try to plan very carefully.

Days passed. Harry called none stop... When he arrived from school he called Jacob's cel phone. "Jake, hi. Your dad said you have mono. He won't let me visit, but would you call me?"

Nothing...

The next day during lunch. "Hey, listen, I'm sorry about what I said at the movie theater. I just wanted to hear your voice, so no pressure."

Nothing...

The following say he called Jacob as soon as he got to his hotel room. "Jacob, please. Call me."

Nothing...

By the end of the second week, Harry couldn't take it anymore. He skipped his last period at school and raced out into the parking lot. The Cullens saw him from the library window. Harry raced his Volkswagen beetle down the road towards the reservation. As Harry drove up to the house, he saw Jacob walking through the trees around his house. He seemed to be headed towards the woods. Jacob now had short hair and was totally shirtless, wearing only denim jean shorts and sneakers. He looked so hot but Harry was so angry he threw those thoughts aside. He parked the car and got out, slamming the car door. "Jake!" he cried. He walked over, crossing the small wood bridge over the small creek. "Hey!" he yelled. Jacob stopped and turned around to face him. He didn't say anything. Harry looked him over. "You cut your fair off?..." he looked at his right shoulder. "…and you got a tattoo?"

"Harry…" muttered Jacob.

"I thought you were too sick to come outside." said Harry. "or pick up the phone when I called."

"Go away…" said Jacob.

"What?" asked Harry.

"Go away…" repeated Jacob.

"What happened to you?" asked Harry. "What's wrong?" Jacob turned to leave. Harry grabbed him. "Hey! What happened?" Jacob didn't answer. "Did Sam get to you? Is that what's happening?"

"Sam's trying to help me." said Jacob. "Don't blame him…But if you want somebody to blame, how about those filthy bloodsuckers you loved so much."

"The Cullens?" asked Harry. 'They must have sparked his wolf gene.' Harry thought.

They both heard Sam's voice. "Jacob!" They turned and saw Sam with a his "cult" waving at him from the forest in the distance.

"Look Harry, we can't be friends anymore." said Jacob.

Harry's blood went cold. He started to cry. "Look Jake, I know that I've been hurting you. It's killing me, it kills me. I just need…maybe…give me like some time or something…"

"Look don't." Jacob interrupted. "It's not you."

Harry scoffed. "It's not you, it's me, right?...Really?"

"It's true." Jacob affirmed. "It's me…I'm not good. I used to be, a good kid. Not anymore. This doesn't even matter. All right?...This is over."

"You can't break up with me." cried Harry. "I mean you're my best friend. You promised me."

"I know." said Jacob. "I promised you I wouldn't hurt you Harry, and this is me keeping that promise…Go home, and don't come back or you're gonna get hurt." He turned and ran towards Sam as Harry watched him run further away he felt his emotions heightening. Jacob's wolf was crying inside him, begging to go back and fix things with Harry, but he moved forward not looking back. 'It's for his won good.' Jacob told himslef.

Harry ran to his car and raced away. As he drove back to the hotel the sky began to darken with grey and black storm clouds, something Sam and the others noticed immediately, Harry gripped onto the wheel and burst into tears while outside it immediately began pouring rain. He pressed down on the accelerator and cried. "Noooo!" Lighting cracked the shaded sky at his scream, a scream that turned the rain into a booming thunder storm lighting cracked the skies non stop.

"What the hell is this?" asked Sam.

Through the pouring rain Harry saw a snowy owl flying by his window. It made him cry even more as he remembered Hedwig. He turned the wheel and raced away from Forks toward Port Angeles. There was only one person who could help him at this point.

An hour later Harry parked outside THE EVERKNOWING EYE. Walking to the door he felt the protection spell recognize his magical signature and immediately granted him access into the store. "Professor!" cried Harry. "Professor!"

Sybil came running in wearing a blue velvet robe dress and multi colored crystal bead necklaces and bracelets as her huge glasses. "My dear boy. Come in." She gave him a war towel. "Oh goodness me look at you. Come." She waved he wand flipping over the sign on the door from OPEN to CLOSED. She led him to the back of the store, up the staircase to her apartment and led him to the bathroom. "There plenty of hot water Harry." Waving her wand she conjured up some warm clothes. "and some warm clothes. We'll talk when your good, dry and warm."Twenty minutes later, Harry emerged from the bathroom, he walked downstairs to find her preparing some tea, so he sat on the séance table. "Here's some warm tea my dear."

"Thank you." Harry tasted it. "Mmmm… this is…?"

"Pumpkinjuice tea." said Sybil. "I thought you'd appreciate it."

"I do…" said Harry. He dropped the cup and cried. "Forks is a mess Professor…" He spent the next half hour telling her everything. "…and that's when I came here…I didn't know where else to turn."

"You did well in coming here Harry." said Sybil. "You need reassurance?"

"I feel so alone. Professor, now more than every professor. I beg you." said Harry.

Sybil looked into the crystal ball, the translucent cloudy mist within the glass glowed and turned gold. After about three or four minutes she turned back to her former student. "Harry. You musn't be so hard on him." Before Harry could argue she interrupted. "He's going though some changes Harry, he's starting his own supernatural journey, one you'll soon decipher on your own, and when you do you'll understand why he pushed you away to protect you."

"But why not just tell me." said Harry.

"Simple, he doesn't' know who you really are dear boy, he thinks you're a muggle dear boy. Plus there are laws within his tribe that he must follow, laws that prohibit him from talking." Sybil expalined. "what he's hiding is something sacred to his people, and something normal muggles would never believe…In all fairness, you haven't told him what you are either."

"No…" sighed Harry. "That's true."

"You'll get over this dear…sooner than you think." said Sybil. "There will come a day soon, where you'll learn his secret and you'll be comfortable enough to reveal yours, and all will be right again."

"Do you think I'll ever love him the way, I think, he and I both want to?" asked Harry.

"Yes. I feel the wheel of fortune turning and sooner than you think luck will show itself and you'll know it." said Sybil.

"Can you give me clue?" asked Harry.

"La Push…" said Sybil.

"La Push? The beach? But…" Harry started. Sybil shut his mouth with her hand.

"Shush…" said Sybil. "I have already said too much dear, don't push it." Sybil looked at the time on the grandfather clock. "Now… You must be heading back." As Harry collected his things she walked him to the door. "And as far as being alone, you'll also have a visit from some an old friend quite soon…"

Harry smiled. "Who?"

"You'll see." said Sybil. "Now, here's a little something to remember the good old times…" She placed a small box on Harry's hand.

Harry looked down he smiled. "A chocolate frog?!" he could hear it croaking inside the box. "Thanks you!"

"You're welcome dear." Sybil patted him on the back. "Now go!" Harry gave her a hug her before rushing to his car and driving off down the road towards Forks.

Two nights later Harry was trying to take a nap in his hotel suite. He heard a tapping noise on the window by the livingroom fireplace. Harry turned to the window, CLACK…CLACK…CLACK… Theey were stones, someone was throwing stones at his window. Harry walked over and heard Jacobs voice from below. "Harry…" he whispered.

Harry opened the window and poked his head out to see a shirtless Jacob standing under his window three stories down. "You scared me. What are you doing?"

"Back up, I'm coming up." said Jacob.

Harry did just to see Jacob climb up the outside wall, like Spiderman, and jump in through the window. 'Heavens he looks good!' he thought.

Jacob smiled. "Hey." He unintentionally flexed his arms, making Harry gasp. He saw Harrys face, it was sad and swollen from crying, it killed him. "Harry, look I'm sorry." He tried to get close to him but Harry raised his arm to stop him with a closed fist on his chiseled abs. Something in Jacob was wounded at the thought of Harry trying to put distance between them, something in him yelled…more like growled…to get close to him and never let him go.

"For what?" Harry asked scarcastically.

"You know what I'm talking about Harry." said Jacob. "I wish I could explain, but I literally can't." He sighed and walked deeper into the hotel suite. As he reached the bed, noticed the dreamcatcher hanging safely over the headboard and smiled. He smiled to himself deeply touched that the hot brit. kept it so close to himself. It made him feel important and loved, something Jacob desperately needed. He saw the king size bed, how he wished he could lie there naked with Harry, both wrapped in each others arms forever. Shaking out of his daydream, he turned back to Harry who had his arms crossed . "Have you ever had a secret, you couldn't tell anyone, one that wasn't yours to share?"

"Frequently…" said Harry.

"Well, that's what it's like for me." said Jacob. "but worse...You have no idea how tight I'm bound."

"I think I do…" said Harry. Jacob sighed and sat on the bed, frustrated. "I hate this." He walked over combing Jacob's short hair with his fingers. "I hate what they've done to you." Jacob inhaled and leaned into the soft touch, it was so soothing.

"I mean, the killer part is, you already know." said Jacob. Harry looked at him like he had two heads. "Harry, do you remember when we had dinner here at the hotel? The st…"

"The story." said Harry. "The story about the cold ones and your ancestors?"

"Yeah…" said Jacob. He walked over to the dresser and fidgeted with harrys stuff, grabbing some of his colognes to smell them. He memorized them in his mind.

"There's got to be something that you can do." said Harry.

Jacob put the cologne back down. "No. I'm in it for life."

"Maybe we should just get out of here for a while." Harry suggested. "Just leave, back to England, just you and me."

Jacob felt as if he wanted to run to the nearest airport with Harry, go far away with him, forever. "You'd do that?"

Harry nodded. "Yes. I would do it for you."

"It's not something I can run away from Harry." said Jacob. "But I swear with all my heart, I would run away with you...if I could." He sighed. "I gotta go. They'll start wondering where I am." He looked at Harry. "Come here." And pulled him into a tight gentle loving hug. He smelled Harrys hair it was amazing. He felt Harry caress his his bare back with his hands, it sent warm shivers down his spine to his cock, which was instantly reacting. Jacob gasped, at that moment, with that small caress something inside Jacob clicked and he knew. He had imprinted on Harry, who had just become the most important man in his life, his life, his mate, his love, the very air he breathed, his who reason for living. Due to this his cock hardened even more as clearly the wolf inside him was urging to claim his mate, but he controlled himself. "Please…" he whispered softly. "Try to remember…It would be so much easier, if you knew.

"I'll try." said Harry. "I promise." He kissed Jacob on the forehead and then the hot shirtless man was gone out the window. The contact with Jacob's skin had left his hands scorching hot, Harry took a cold shower to cool down. He then had a hot bath in the tub and crawled into bed.

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