Summary: Your heart has always wanted Paul but as your life begins to shift you learn how much you truly love him.
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Paul Lahote was fireball. The type of person who never backed down from anything. He was always going to be heard and he never allowed anyone to disrespect him. That explosive personality is what caught your attention.
You were Paul's other half, quite literally attached at the hip. If Paul was there, so were you. Since day one of kindergarten the two of you were beyond inseparable. There was no bond that came close to the one you had with Paul. It was more than friendship or love. Neither of you could handle separation.
Unless of course the separation was forced.
“I'm sorry Paul but she has strep,” you mom did her best to block the door. “You really can't see her.”
“Not even for a second? She can't be that contagious,” Paul whined at the door.
You couldn't help but laugh at the way he sounded. The laughed turned into coughing and you did you best to quiet them.
“Please, she sounds like she's in pain.”
“I'm sorry Paul, I really am but you cannot see her. Your dad would have my head if you came back with strep,” your could hear that your mom was doing her best not to break.
“Fine. When can I see her again?”
“In a week.”
“A week!?”
“Yes, a week. Now you have to go Paul,” the door shut and you could imagine how he looked behind the door. It was hard for Paul to accept he couldn't always be attached to you. “If Paul comes to the window do not let him in!”
“I won't Mom!”
That was a lie but it wasn't like your mom didn't know that either. Paul was at your window in a second and you sprang out of bed to let him in.
“Hey,” he climbed through the window and pulled you into a hug. “How do you feel?”
“Like my throat is raw,” you wrapped your arms around his waist and laid your head on his shoulder. “But it's better now that you're here.”
“Come ‘ere,” you gasped as he suddenly picked you up. “Let's get you in bed.”
Ever since Paul began hanging out with that group of older boys he's changed. He cut his hair short, stopped wearing shirts, became stronger and suddenly became hotter. Not just looks wise, but his skin felt warmer than it had ever felt before. He rivaled the temperature of your feverish skin.
“I missed you.”
While he did all that changing he disappeared from you. Only three days but still you spent every lonely day looking like a lost puppy. Then suddenly you catch strep and he's back at your door begging to see you.
He sighed as he climbed into your bed and laid you down, “I know. I missed you too, I just had some stuff to take care of.”
“Obviously,” you ran you hand over the new tattoo on his shoulder. “Are you in a gang now?”
He snorted, “No, not a gang.”
“Why'd you disappear?”
“I can't tell you.”
“Paul-”
“I know, no secrets but I really can't tell you. I promise. I wish I could.”
It hurt that Paul was suddenly keeping secrets, something you two never did but something about his tone told you he was really telling the truth. You wondered what secret was so important he couldn't even tell you.
He let out a loud yawn, “You know I could really use a nap.”
“Oh so you just came here to sleep in my bed?”
“Fine, I'll leave then,” he moved to get up but you grabbed his shoulder.
“No!”
He grinned, “Oh so I can nap here?”
You rolled your eyes and rolled over so your back was against his chest. He pulled you back against him and wrapped his arms around you, almost like he was holding a teddy bear. Back in the warm comfort of Paul's arms you fell asleep quicker than you have in the few days without him.
Loud knocking on the door pulled you from your nap. You cracked your eyes open as your mom opened the door. She showed no surprise to Paul being in your bed.
“I made some soup,” she sat a tray down on your nightstand. “There's some for Paul too.”
Before you could respond she shut the door. Paul groaned and rolled over, taking you with him as if you weighed nothing. You tried to break his grip on you but he didn't budge. Paul was always strong before but it seemed in these past three days he lived in the gym.
“Mom made food.”
He let out a short grunt, one thing that could always wake Paul was food. His grip loosened enough for you to wiggle out.
“It's chicken noodle.”
Paul sat up so quick he nearly pushed you out the bed. You squealed as he pulled you back to him. He didn't seem as aware of his newfound strength as he accidentally pulled you right back on top of him. Your nose bumped his and you both froze.
Something in Paul's expression changed. He leaned back and reached for the tray. Your chest ached as you tried not to pay attention to the way he scooted back from you a bit, you knew it wasn't because you were sick. You two were best friends, that's how it always been but you couldn't deny the feelings you felt for him for years, you just wished he felt the same.
“I uh,” he paused to clear his throat. “I gotta get home tonight.”
“Do you wanna eat before or…”
“Of course I can eat.”
You did your best not to think about it as you two ate. Nothing was ever going to change about your friendship so you decided it was best to squash those feelings. Paul sucked down the soup like it was absolutely nothing. You were only halfway through your bowl by the time he finished.
“I gotta go. I'll see you tomorrow,” he slipped out your window and took off.
The soup was no longer appetizing. Something was changing with Paul, something you weren't a part of. The thought of losing him made your belly ache with anxiety. You stacked the bowls up and took them to the kitchen.
“I'm assuming he left.”
“Why?”
She snorted, “Because you're out here.”
You shook your head as you sat the bowls in the sink, “Yeah he said he had to get home.”
She hummed in acknowledgment, “He's changed.”
“I know,” you tried your best to keep your tone steady.
“He's gotten cuter.”
“Yeah, sure.”
“His dad thinks he has a girlfriend now.”
It felt like the world was suddenly flipped. For a moment you swore your vision went black as your mom's words rang in your ears.
“What?”
“Honey are you okay?”
You chest began to burn with anger. Was this the secret he had to keep? Was this why he disappeared for three days? Your mom got up but you simply marched back to your room and slammed the door.
No matter what you did you couldn't get rid of the burning feeling in your chest. The anger just seemed to settle there. You tried to convince yourself that the anger was from Paul's disappearance but you knew it was truly just jealousy.
“Y/n…..Y/n,” Paul gently rubbed your back as he woke you. “Good morning sleepy head.”
“Pau-,” your throat was raw and your voice cut out midway through his name.
“Oh, hey, no more talking,” he covered your mouth with his hand. “I just came because I wanted to let you know I can't hang today. I'm really sorry but you are sick and do need to rest.”
He has never cared about you being sick. No matter what you had he would still stay with you and sleep in your bed unless his dad came and got him, which rarely happened. Even if Paul did catch whatever you had, the most his dad would do was yell and complain about it.
“I'll be here to tomorrow,” he slipped back out your window.
If Paul really did have a girlfriend why did he think he couldn't tell you? Maybe you did have feelings for him but you wouldn't hesitate to push those down. You'd cut out your own heart if it meant you wouldn't have to lose Paul.
As sad as you felt the anger felt stronger. It burned through your body like a wildfire. You felt drained as you curled up and did your best to go back to sleep. Being sick wasn't helping any of your fraying emotions. Paul was kind of right, you did need to rest.
The only problem was you could barely sleep. Your room felt like it was a thousand degrees and the anger felt like it was literally pumping through your veins. The room seemed to swirl as you slipped out of bed. The heat was becoming too much. You were absolutely delirious as you ripped the door open and stumbled down the hall.
“Oh baby, you're dripping sweat,” you mom's voice rattled around your skull as she suddenly pressed a towel against your skin. “The doctor said you'd probably have a high fever.”
You didn't even realize that you had fallen on the floor of the kitchen. The usually cold tiles of the kitchen floor felt like scorching asphalt. This obviously wasn't a strep fever, this was something worse, something else was happening but you were so weak you couldn't even bring yourself to open your mouth. You didn't even have a voice to speak with.
The phone rang loudly, ripping you from your sleep. It had taken hours for the heat to die down and when it finally did the exhaustion took over. But now the annoying trill of the phone had woken you. The ringing stopped as you mom grabbed the phone. She answered with a few yes and nos before hanging the phone back up.
“That was Paul,” she stood in the doorway of the kitchen. “He’s coming over to check on you. Sounded like there was a woman there too. I think he might be bringing his girlfriend over.”
You exploded, literally. Shreds of clothes covered the kitchen like confetti. A deep low growl rumbled from your chest. You snarled, snapped your teeth around the phone line and ripped it from the wall. Your mom screamed as she ran to the living room. The rage felt like it was consuming your mind. You couldn’t control yourself as you tore through the walls of the kitchen.
“It happened, please hurry!”
The fear in your mom’s voice made you stop. It made you realize that you had turned into a monster. You felt so ashamed and disgusted. The monster disappeared as you shifted back into your old body. You sobbed into your hands as you curled up on the floor.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
“Hey, hey baby,” your mom kneeled next to you. “It’s not your fault. I promise, someone will be here to explain what happened.”
“I’m a monster,” you whined.
“Not a monster,” she gently rubbed your back. “I need to call Paul-”
You started wailing at the sound of his name, feeling guilty that you had done all this because of him. How could he ever want to look at you after what you just did?
“I'm only calling him to tell him not to come,” your mom quickly said as she picked up the phone.
Your cries died down to sniffles as your mom explained to Paul that he'd have to come another time. His voice sounded sad, which only made you feel worse. She hung up the phone and grabbed the blanket off the couch.
“Here, just in case this happens again,” she gestured to the state of the kitchen as the threw the blanket over you.
“I'm really sorry mom, I don't know what hap-”
She put her hand up to cut you off, “It's okay really. I never expected this to happen with you but they always said there was a possibility. Especially with how close you are to Paul.”
“What?”
“Billy will explain it all when he gets here.”
You sniffled, “Mr. Black?”
“He usually is the one who tells all the Quileute legends.”
The conversation didn't help any of your confusion. In fact it only made it worse. You nearly jumped off the floor as someone knocked at the door. As your mom went to open the door you wrapped the blanket around yourself to make sure you were completely covered.
You mom helped roll Billy in as you sat up. He look at the kitchen and gave you a reassuring smile. While it was obviously meant to make you feel better his smile only made you feel guiltier for what you had done.
He chuckled, “Never thought I'd live to see the day we get a female wolf. Always thought they were just a myth.”
“A what?”
Billy smiled, “What do you know about Quileute legends?”
You shook your head, “Nothing.”
“Come take a seat, you have a lot to learn.”
A growl rumbled in your chest as you pumped your legs, rounding the backyard for the 357th lap.
“I know you hate it but Billy said exhausting yourself will help you shift back,” you mom called from the back porch.
That morning Paul tried to come over but the thought of him sent you flying into a fit. The anger you felt towards him eventually evolved into anger towards yourself. Which made it impossible to shift back.
Your mom called Billy to try and help. The rest of the day was spent trying every idea he could think of. When none of it worked he finally suggested you trying to exhaust yourself into shifting back. But for some reason the anger only seemed to fuel you. With each lap it only made you run faster and harder.
“I’m going inside to start dinner!”
You made a few more laps around the backyard before skidding to a halt. It was the faintest whiff but you were certain it was Paul. It had been a day since you first shifted but because you were having such a hard time controlling your shifts Billy suggested you stay at the house until you gained some control. Which also meant no visitors, even Paul, especially Paul. No matter how bad it hurt.
Despite being told multiple times by you mother that you couldn’t take visitors, Paul still tried to drop by. Your mom had to board your window up to keep him from accidently seeing something. You felt horrible having to disappear on him, although he had done the same to you, but there was no way you could ever let him learn about what you had become.
The fear of Paul catching you let you shift back. You sighed as your now human body fell to the ground. Now no longer a wolf all those laps began to weigh on your body. The faint sound of Paul’s voice echoed down the street. Somehow you found the strength to push yourself to your feet and sprint into the house.
“Hey Streaker,” your mom greeted calmly as you shot to your room.
“Paul!”
Instantly your mom dropped the spoon and raced towards the front door as you dove towards your closet. Before you could close the door there was a knock at the window.
“Y/n please,” Paul voice was faint through the board. “I just want to know you’re okay.”
Instantly all the guilt came flooding back through your body. But you remembered the way he disappeared on you too. You couldn’t control yourself as the guilt turned the anger and you shifted.
Your closet couldn't handle the size of your wolf. You could hear your mom scream at the sound of walls being broken. Everything was so overwhelming, you broke through the closet and shot through the wall. You didn't even spare Paul a glance as you raced across the street, jumped a fence and took off towards the woods. There was no doubt Paul saw the giant wolf that came crashing out of your house. You weren't exactly sure how you were going to fix that but right now, you just needed to get away.
Suddenly it sounded like something was running after you. You pushed yourself to run faster, sliding around trees and doing your best to lose the follower. Something black flashed in the corner of your eye. You turned to look and something crashed into your body, sending you rolling through the leaves.
“Y/n,” Paul’s voice rang through your head.
What the hell?
You whipped around to find out what was happening. In front of you stood a large grey wolf. It felt like the world stopped moving, for a moment you couldn’t breathe. It was all too much and you tried to back away. A deep growl behind you stopped you from moving. It was beginning to look like you were surrounded.
“You're gorgeous,” Paul’s voice spoke again.
You were so confused about what was happening. The wolf in front of you made a noise like it was trying to laugh. Before you could truly think about it you growled and snapped at the wolf.
“Ooh baby wolf is fiesty,” Paul chuckled.
Paul?
“You figured it out.”
The grey wolf in front of your grinned as the pieces clicked into place. You jumped in excitement, Paul was a wolf too. The other wolf behind you let out its own chuckle, which sounded more like deep rumbling in its chest.
“Why’d you run away?”
The past week ran through your head as you thought about why. You only ran from Paul because you didn’t want him to know that you were the monster. It was also embarrassing that he was the reason you even shifted. Although he wasn’t even really the reason, it was simply the mere thought of him having a girlfriend that made you shift.
“Oh baby,” Paul sighed as he sat down. You ducked your head, feeling ashamed. “I should have told you. You’re my imprint.”
Your what?
“So basically we’re wolf soulmates?”
Paul laughed as he bit into his muffin. Sam grinned and shook his head, he had spent the last half hour explaining to you what imprinting was and you wrapped it all up in one sentence.
“You know it’s pretty ironic that your shift happened because you thought I had a girlfriend,” Paul paused to swallow the bite of muffin, you could feel your face heating in embarrassment. “Because I shifted when I thought you had a boyfriend.”
“When did I ever make you think that?!”
“I saw you and that Tyler kid buying ice cream,” he huffed.
You couldn’t help but giggle, “Just so we could have something to eat while he tutored me for math because we had a huge exam coming up, which you missed by the way.”
“I thought it was a date,” Paul growled. "I wanted to kill him."
You shook your head, Paul was the only boy you ever liked so even if “that Tyler kid” did like you, it’d never happen. He was your imprint but you seemed to know that before you became a werewolf.
“I’m sorry.”
“What, why are you sorry?”
He paused before looking down, “If I would have told you when I imprinted then you probably wouldn’t have shifted the way you did…you wouldn’t have thought you were a monster.”
“How did you-”
“We can hear each other’s thoughts in wolf form.”
“Why didn’t you tell me when you imprinted?”
He chuckled and shook his head, “Because I thought you would think I’m a monster.”
You giggled as Paul pulled you back in for another kiss. The two of you were meant to be getting hot dogs for the campfire, not making out in front of the meat section. Paul groaned as he pulled away from your lips, his phone was buzzing loudly in his back pocket.
“Yeah?”
“Stop macking on each other and get out here,” Embry snapped over the phone. He didn’t even give Paul a chance to reply as he hung up.
“Alright baby wolf, we gotta go,” Paul grabbed your hand as you two began to walk to the registers.
“We didn’t even get the marshmallows,” you sighed as you looked in the basket. “How’d you grab the graham crackers and the chocolate but not the marshmallows.”
Paul grinned, “I was distracted by your gorgeous ass.”
You rolled your eyes as you slipped down the aisle and grabbed multiple bags of the jumbo sized marshmallows. Feeding a group of werewolves always meant you had to buy like you were feeding the entire marine corps. He groaned as his phone began buzzing again.
“What,” he growled into the phone as he answered it.
“Hurry up! Bella will be there soon,” Jacob whined over the phone.
Paul made a retching sound as he hung up, “That kid is gross. I wish Leah came instead of him.”
“You act the same way,” you pointed out.
“Because it’s you! Besides, you’re my imprint, Bella isn’t Jacob’s.”
“Fair point.”
He loaded everything onto the belt, refusing to let you touch anything after you asked to help. His phone buzzed again as he paid. Instead of answering he grumbled more stuff about Jacob being annoying. You laughed as you followed behind him. He shot you a playful glare so you tried to quiet down as you reached Sam’s SUV but Jacob’s annoyed face sent you into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. Paul and Jacob argued, leaving you and Embry breathless as you both laughed hysterically. When Jacob began to shake with anger Sam stopped the argument and made everyone sit in absolute silence on the way back.
Three years ago Paul would have gotten just as angry, which probably would have led to Jacob and him both shifting and fighting in the parking lot but through the years Paul almost never got angry enough to cause a shift. Except of course the time Bella slapped him, that made both you and him shift, you almost killed her that day. Paul always claimed his anger control was because of you, adamantly saying that having your love made him less angry, which was always met with intense vomiting sounds from the boys.
“Paul you’re helping me set up, Jacob go entertain Bella, and Y/n please, please, please, keep everyone from eating the food before all the others gets here,” Sam said as he parked. He turned to face everyone, pointing at them all except for you. “I don’t want to hear anything about “I’m hungry” because Emily cooked 3! 3 cartons of eggs this morning plus who knows how many packs of bacon and sausage. Everyone should be able to hold out.”
He held up three fingers to make sure he got his point across. Normally Sam wouldn't care how much the boys ate or when but because it wasn’t just the pack and Bella but also some elders, he cared. They all nodded before racing out the car and off to do what they were told or to find something to do. You grinned as Paul snatched the grocery bags from your hands and took off towards where they were setting up the fire.
“Y/n!”
You sprinted to Billy as he waved you over and he pulled you into a tight hug. Ever since he explained everything to you after your first shift Billy had become something like a father to you and he even confessed he did view you like one of his own kids.
“I still can’t believe you’re 19 now,” he sighed and shook his head. "I could have sworn you were 16 last week."
Both you and Paul were the rip age of 16 when you shifted and activating your werewolf made you grow until you looked like you were already 20. Your mom nearly lost her mind watching her still teen daughter look like a college freshman in less than a week. Billy loved to pretend like he could never remember how old you were.
“Do I need to start carrying my birth certificate around,” you questioned jokingly.
He laughed and shook his head, “No, I guess I’ll believe you this time.”
You were about to respond but was interrupted by someone calling Billy’s name. He smiled and excused himself. You decided to help Paul and Sam bring out the pans of food. They graciously accepted your help and you spent the rest of the time setting up until everyone was ready to eat.
Paul pulled you into his lap, nearly spilling your drink all over the table. You gently smacked his hand as he grinned and bit into his hotdog. Embry gagged next to you. Of course the pack was by now more than used to Paul’s love of PDA but that didn’t stop them from making fun of it. Although neither of you ever minded it and sometimes you’d even join in.
As everyone finished eating Billy began telling the Quileute stories. You loved listening to him tell them but something about being around a campfire with your pack and elders, it was always like hearing them again for the first time.
“Come run with me,” Paul whispered into your ear.
You loved hearing those stories more than anyone but you loved running with Paul even more. Both of you “snuck” off, there’s really no sneaking around a wolf pack, and raced towards the woods, throwing off clothes as you went. Just as you broke through the tree line you shifted and took off, loving the freedom your wolf body gave you. Paul chased after you, nipping at you tail anytime he got close enough. You slipped around a tree, something he obviously wasn’t expecting and he crashed into the tree that he should have seen.
Quickly you shifted and tried to see if he was okay. He shifted too and you glared at him as he began to laugh. You were about to scold him for not paying attention but he cut you off with a kiss. It was incredibly hard to ever be upset with him when he kissed you like you were his only source of oxygen.
“I know this might be cheesy but,” a shy smile broke across his face as he grabbed your hand and pressed it against his chest, over his heart. “I swear I can feel your heart with mine. Feel the way they beat together, I felt you get scared.”
"We were both wolves, I'm sure I though-"
He shook his head, "No it's more than that. You're my imprint but I think my heart always knew."
You smiled and used your free hand to grab his and bring to your chest, copying him, “Paul Lahote, your heart is imprinted on mine.”
By my Lore Eclipse was the first try of making Sundrop and Moondrop animatronics, he also could be called as Prototype. He wasn’t released for a long time because Fazber Entertainment got rid of him and left in a trash tubes. Vanessa found him and made as her personal animatronic, sadistic, mad, maniac killing machine, as he wasn’t aware and learned how to treat children. He was like that , until he met Autem and realised that Vanessa was using him for her personal toy and slave, he gave up and joined Sun, Moon and Autem even after how he treated them…badly.
Autem was able to fix him with some help of Fazber IT, and I rewrite his code to make him similar to Daycare Attendants. I kept his personality and now I am his official holder. Adding to that, Eclipse is a Glitch Patrol Animatronic. He was broken and somehow got a virus that was able to hack any devise in Pizza Plex, like; if he really wanted he could turn off the light and energy in whole building.
As for the Sun and Moon? Eclipse relates them more like an older Brother, smart, serious, protective older brother. They all getting along slowly, but ended up in good family and PALS relationship, guess who has more friendly and playful fights?~
summary: when Edward gets too sticky his brothers tease him, but you'll always be there to calm him down.
warnings: fluff!
word count.: 1,2k
author @xsolaresx
notes: English is not my first language, so there may be some grammatical errors.
ps.: if you want to translate any of my work, please send me a message and we'll talk about it.
When the break time bell rang, some euphoric teenagers came running out of the class, pushing me. Edward, who was at the door waiting for me, saw the situation and subtly stretched out his foot, causing one of the boys to trip and fall. Laughter filled the corridor as we left.
“It's ugly to make others fall, Mr. Cullen,” I said, walking ahead of him towards my locker.
“Come on, he deserved it. And I was just protecting my beautiful lady from these troublemakers,” I said in a pompous voice, emphasizing the beautiful lady.
“Oh Mr. Cullen, it's a good thing you arrived just in time and saved me from the clutches of these thugs, like the knight you are,” I said dramatically, leaning against my closet with my hand on my forehead. Edward just laughed.
“That's proof that I'll always be by your side,” he said, leaning against the cupboard next to me as he ran his hand through a lock of hair that insisted on falling in my face.
I just laughed at the statement, putting the combination into the lock on the cupboard and opening it.
“Like I'm going to need all this protection while I'm studying, or when I'm talking to the principal”
“The books could fall on your foot, or cut you, plus the principal could make you cry.” you just shook your head in denial, replacing the books in the locker with those in your backpack.
“She was just congratulating me on my high marks, Edward, she wasn't going to kick me out of school so you could look like that scary face in the glass door,” you said, making the vampire just shrug.
“You never know,” he said confidently.
“You know, I think you've been a little too needy these days.”
“I'm not needy.”
“Yes, you are, Edward. You've been following me everywhere lately, you've been giving me presents for no reason and you're always clinging to me, asking me to read to you while I fondle that tuft of hair.” I said, closing the cupboard and staring at him.
“I'm not that sticky, I just like being with you, and I don't even have a forelock anymore,” he said sheepishly as he ran his hand through his hair.
I laughed at his pout as I started walking to the cafeteria, watching him follow me.
“All right, I'll pretend nothing's happening, now let's eat... I mean, let's go because I want to eat.”
We walked to the cafeteria full of teenagers talking loudly while laughing like hyenas. I saw the Cullen's table in the corner and waved to Alice who was already looking at the cafeteria door. I pull Edward against his will and we sit down at the table
“We could go somewhere more private,” he says in my ear.
“What for? You're not going to drop those pants until the priest says you can kiss the bride.” Emmett, who was listening, gave his opinion, making both Y/N and the rest of the table laugh at Edward's taxed face.
Edward just stared at his brother, but the glorious sound of Y/N's laughter caught his attention. He didn't need Jasper's gift to know how she felt so comfortable with them, even though they all needed to suck the blood of poor souls to survive.
He never had enough will or argument to counter Emmett's jokes, but at that moment, while Y/N was still laughing, he felt an absurd courage surge through his body, just to hear and see his beloved's glorious smile.
“At least I know she'll love me for who I am and not for what I carry in my pants,” he said confidently, slipping an arm over Y/N's shoulder. Everyone was silent for a few seconds, trying to understand, until a giggle escaped Rosalie's lips.
It only took a second for Y/N to understand that Edward was talking about some thought Rose had when she first met Emmett. She laughed at the big vampire's confused face.
“‘Little bear’!” he exclaimed
“Sorry, love. It was a very vague thought I had at the time,” said Rosalie, hugging Emmett.
“That was low, Edward,” I said after I had stopped laughing. He smiled mischievously at his brother from across the table, regretting it the moment he heard his thoughts 'Since that's the way it is, hair licked'.
“Is it just me, or do you also think that Y/N should have a first time with someone more experienced than Edward? You know, just so she can be sure she really wants to be with him forever?” she said, looking at Rose and her brothers, Jasper just nodded in agreement, Alice, who had been quiet from the start, said:
“I think it's wise for Y/N to be sure of how she should be treated in bed before she can't get out of this hole” her cheeks began to take on a pink tinge as everyone agreed with Alice. Edward shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
“You know, Y/N, if you want, I can give you a demonstration of what it's like to have your desires satisfied,” added Rose, as her cheeks turned redder and a disconcerting laugh came out of her mouth.
“I-I...”
“If you carry on like this, you're sure to regret it,” Ed interrupted.
“Oh, you don't have to be jealous, little Ed," said Jasper, smiling sideways. Everyone laughed harder, making Edward sulk more than he already was.
“Okay, you can stop that now,” you said, turning to your boyfriend, "I love you, Edward, and I'll wait for you for as many years as you need to." The statement only caused more laughter to erupt from the vampires.
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Later that day, when the sulky vampire was dropping Y/N off at her house, he took her by the arm before she got out of the car.
“I know my brothers might just be joking, but I really want to treat you like a lady, I want to take you on as many dates as I can, bring you flowers and ask your father's permission before I put a ring on your finger. It may sound a bit old-fashioned and out of date, but back in my day many people would fall for it, I... I just...” he said quickly and gestured all over the place.
“Hey, hey, it's okay.” I took his hands in mine and began to caress them. “I understand, and I love the way you are, every part of it and why you do it. And I'd never trade it for anything, like I said before, I'll wait for you, and when we get married it'll be the best day of my life, because it'll mean we'll be together forever. I just don't know about you asking my dad's permission, Charlie loves showing off that rifle of his.” I finished laughing, bringing a smile to his face.
“I may be being a bit sticky, I admit, but it's only because I love you, and...” he pulled a string from his trouser pocket. "I like seeing your smile" he said, handing me the delicate silver necklace with a heart-shaped diamond pendant.
“I loved it Edward” a silly smile adorned my face. “You know, I don't think it's a problem if you lie down with me while I read, but just for a little while.”
He got out of the car running, using his vampire-like speed, and picked her up and drove her as fast as he could into the house, eliciting laughter from her.
