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Nessie
The doorbell rings at precisely 7 o' clock. I am in my room, pacing. I have never been on a date and this is really freaking me out. All week Lizzie has been telling me about the joys of kissing and how great Austin is rumored to be. This has comforted me little. If anything I am more nervous because now I know I will be compared to past girls.
I can hear my dad making awkward small talk with Austin. I know I should rescue him now, but in a way I am grateful for Dad's little talk. I don't want to be pressured into anything. I take one last glance in the mirror. I wear a pair of dark blue skinny jeans with some fashionable boots Alice bought. My sweater is an emerald green v-neck that I actually really like. It is probably my favorite sweater out of everything Alice got for me.
With a deep breath and a tucking of a stray hair behind my ear, I start up the stairs. As I near the living room, the conversation becomes clearer. "You will have her back by eleven. If you are late I will be sure to never let you near her again. Do you understand?" Dad commands.
"Yes, sir," Austin says with a shaky voice. I appear from around the corner and suddenly all eyes are on me. The whole family looks at me as if they have never seen anything like me. I blush a little. I finally look at Austin and immediately notice the way his eyes scan my body. The blush thickens and I feel little nauseous.
"You ready?" I ask Austin before my family can make this any more awkward.
"Absolutely," he smiles toward me. "It was nice to meet all of you," he adds as I tug him out the door by his arm. Once we are outside he turns and really looks at me. From inside I can hear my dad snarl. "You look great," Austin compliments.
"Thank you." I slide into the passenger side of his old car. Soon we are slowly inching toward town. I don't think I have ever been in a car that drives this slowly. It's pathetic.
The whole ride to the theater we make small talk. Unfortunately, Austin lacks any intelligent conversation topics. I am bored only five minutes into the date. Is this how all first dates are?
Austin lets me choose the movie so I pick the newest comedy. We take a seat in the back and share a huge thing of popcorn. As soon as the lights dim I can feel tension building next to me. Around half way through the film, Austin yawns. As he yawns he lifts his arm and places it over my shoulder.
His finger-tips rub soft circles on my shoulder. Something about the texture of his hand feels all wrong against my warm skin. When the movie finally ends, I once again have to find conversation topics because Austin has none again.
We go to an ice-cream shop down the street where Austin buys me a chocolate Sunday. We eat in silence. Just as we are finishing, I feel his hand slide over mine. He takes my hand and squeezes it really gently. I can't help but notice how his hand is almost as pale as mine and the way my hand is almost the size of his. Something about all this isn't what I want. I know now that a date with Austin was a mistake. I'm not interested.
We drive back to my house in silence. In what seems like forever, we finally pull into the driveway. "Thank you," I say out of politeness.
"Should I walk you to the door?" Austin asks a little hesitant. His eyes keep bouncing back and forth from the porch to me.
"No. This is fine. Thank you." He sighs and gives me a relieved grin.
"I had a great time Nessie."
I want to laugh. I highly doubt that is his idea of fun. "Me too," I lie because he is serious. I am a little surprised when Austin undoes his seatbelt and starts to lean toward me. As his lips near mine, I remember Jake's words. You only get your first time once. Is this how I want my first kiss to be? I turn my cheek just as Austin's lips make contact.
Even on the corner of my lips, his feel strange. I definitely don't want another date with him. It just doesn't feel right. We don't have chemistry. Austin pulls away with a grimace. I have hurt him by my rejection. "Night Austin," I say because there is nothing I can say to comfort him.
"Night Nessie," he sighs in return. He can probably tell this was the first and last date we will ever have. I step out of his car into the pouring rain. The water cleanses me of this horrible date. Yet, I feel kind of guilty. Something is pricking at the back of my mind.
I step in my house and lean against the door, lost in my thoughts. Mom and Dad are waiting nearby. They look concerned. Before I can process what I am doing, I turn and run back outside. I don't stop at the edge of the woods. I run and run, allowing the rain to seep into every pore on my skin.
I finally reach my destination. I stop about a hundred yards from the cute little house. Jacob opens the front door and steps out on the porch. He wears only a pair of blue basketball shorts. I try not to notice how his tan skin and toned body cause a slight electric shock within me.
The look on his face is enough to make me want to cry. It's all distorted in confusion, pain, and something I can't really find the name for. He peers through the sleet at my soaked exterior. He jumps off the porch to the ground. We stand in our joint solitude. I watch as the rain flattens his dark hair to his warm skin. And then I can't wait any longer.
My legs move on their own accord. When I start toward Jacob, he does the same. With any human boy, the force of my body would knock them down, but my perfect Jacob catches me in his strong arms. He hoists me up until we are at eye-level. I have been in this position many times before; yet, tonight it is new to me in everyway.
I wrap my strong legs around his stomach and squeeze his heated skin into me. I deliberately place my right hand on his cheek. And then I show him everything. I show him how wrong it felt to be touched by Austin. I show him how much I like his big tan hands holding mine. I funnel all the things I have wanted to tell Jacob for years. His eyes only stare into mine with a look of pure elation.
I ball my hand into a fist against his cheek before he sees the one thing I don't want him to see. This is something I must tell him. I take a deep breath, allowing a few drops of water to soak my lips. "Jacob, I Love You!"
His breath catches in his throat and I notice the way he swallows a lump down. And then it happens. Jacob runs one of his enormous hands through my hair and pulls my face closer to his. His soft lips reach out and grasp my top lip in a perfect lip-lock. The feeling sends an electric volt through my whole body. Instinctively, I squeeze him tighter to my body.
Being the perfect gentleman he is, Jacob pulls away after only a few seconds. "God Nessie. I love you so much," he sighs into my hair. This time I pull him by his hair so our lips can touch again. As we kiss our breathing synchronizes until he inhales what I exhale. Jake pushes my lips open slightly and slips his tongue over my bottom lip. The most unladylike sound escapes my throat. He chuckles into my mouth which causes a whole new sensation to begin somewhere in my stomach.
Jake gives me one more soft kiss on my lips before laying a sweet one on the tip of my nose. I lay my head on his strong shoulder as he carries me into his house. Once inside, Jacob sets me down on his couch. He kneels on the floor in front of me so I don't have to unclasp my legs from him.
"I love you Nessie," he says for the second time tonight.
"I love you too Jacob," I reply. I like the way the words taste on my lips. I like everything about tonight. Jacob leans in and kisses me again. This time the kiss lasts longer. It deepens as time goes by. Soon Jake's tongue slips all the way into my mouth. Our breathing is labored as I let him taste me.
When he pulls away, I jump back into it. This time I explore his mouth with my tongue. Everything is so new to me. Yet, this is all really exciting. There is a slight tingling sensation in a place I have never felt. When the tingling starts, Jacob stops. "I need to get you home Nessie," he says suddenly.
"Why now?" I ask feeling somewhat hurt.
Jacob peers at me through his long wet eyelashes. "Because it isn't a good idea to leave me alone in an empty house with the most beautiful girl on the planet."
I can't help but smile at his compliment. But the smile fades when I realize why Jacob doesn't want to be alone with me. It's that damn three letter word that everyone avoids talking about around me. Does Jacob think we will do that? Would we?
"Besides, Bella is outside," Jacob adds with a grunt.
"Mom's here!" Immediately, I dislodge my legs from Jacob's waist. The last thing I need is her seeing me like this.
"I am," Mom says as she enters the house, just as rain soaked as Jacob and me. "You ready to go Renesmee?"
"Sure sure," I reply looking to Jake. I want to kiss him before I leave. "Can we have a minute?"
"Of course," she says with a sad sounding sigh. She turns and leaves with her head tilted down. When I hear her off the porch I return my gaze to my wonderful Jacob.
"Kiss me Jacob," I whisper. His lips find mine again and everything feels right in the world. As we kiss, Jacob pulls me off the couch and puts me on my feet. The kiss ends gently. "I love you."
"I will love you forever Nessie," Jake promises whole-heartedly. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Ok." Jake walks me outside and hugs me tightly before allowing me to run to my mom. I reach her and she smiles hesitantly at me. "Can you shield me when we get back?" I ask suddenly remembering Dad.
"I'm one step ahead of you. Now let's go Sweetheart."