Chapter Thirty-Seven

(Smut warning, please be kind)

It's been a week or two since the whole thing with Bella happened, Bella was grounded, she was only allowed out for school and was banned from seeing Edward. Carlisle got his job back at the hospital easily, this town needed doctors so no one really minded. Edward, Alice, Rose, Emmett and Jasper had returned to school which made rumors and whatnot to start, mostly Jessica.

I had gotten back into making calming potions and things for Jasper and things went on like they never left. I talked to them about Laurent....and Victoria and the things we have been dealing with.

I also told them about Paul and being his imprint, it was kind of a nice feeling. Talking to Esme about boys made me feel like I was talking to my mum. None of them seemed to be angry at the fact I was dating a wolf except Rosalie, she was mad I didn't tell her first, she gave me a strict lecture and made me promise not to keep anything like that from her again. They were accepting of my relationship even if they were the pack's enemy...

It felt nice to have that feeling like I was home with my family again.

Anyway there was a lot of tension and loud negative thoughts mostly Charlie at the house, Paul had the night off so we decided to go out on a date.

My room was a mess, it looked like a bomb had exploded as I searched for what to wear, fingering through a pile of dresses and finally decided I wanted to go a little fancy.

It was a solid dress in my favorite color purple, it's skirt fell a little below my knees.  I even had the perfect jacket, shoes and accessories for it. Not wasting a second I headed into the bathroom to take a quick shower.  After washing everything, I left the bathroom and returned to my room, where I dried off and slipped on a pair of matching bra and panties... and sat down in front of my vanity, starting my makeup. Since the dress was purple, I was going to add a ton of black. I played with my face a little, lining my eyes and applying mascara. My eyes were defiantly going to pop tonight. Applying black-purple mixed shadow... and a few amount of black lip gloss to my lips..

Purple was my favorite color but black was kind of my second go to. I wore a lot of it which people think I'm goth but I'm not, I just like darker colors.

Blow drying my hair, I played with it and decided leave it down but added a tiny braid and left it to dry more. Finishing up I put on my dress, jacket and went over to grab my shoes, sitting down on the bed to slipe them on.. and then stood.

Looking myself over, I decided to add some jewelry and grabbed my bag.

Picking up my phone, I looked at the time and made my way out the door. I noticed a message from Alice.

'He's going to love it!'

I smirked replying thanks as I walked down the stairs, paying attention so I didn't accidently crash in my heels.

"Hey you and Paul going on a date?" Charlie asked coming in from the kitchen.

I stopped on my way to the living room and glanced at him.

"Yeah....I'm going to pick Paul up... we're going to see a movie in Port Angeles so I might be home late" I told him shrugging.

"Alright have fun."

I nodded at that and turned grabbing my keys and headed out to the jeep. For once it wasn't raining but it was still cold, I turned the heat on high and waited for the warmth to warm up before backing out of the driveway and headed to La Push.

Pulling up to Emily's place... Paul must have been waiting cause he was running out and hoping into the passenger seat before I could park.  My heart ramaged around in my chest as he turned to look at me, his eyes scanned my figure.

"Like what you see?" I asked smirking.

He nodded eagerly making me laugh.

"You're beautiful....."

I smiled leaning over kissing his cheek, he turned his head capturing my lips. I responded instantly caressing him.

As it got heated up, I pulled back breathing heavy, this guy knew how to take my breath away. He grinned knowingly.

"Soo how was patrol?" I asked as I left the front of the house.

"Long..." He said sighing.  "Trying to work Leah into the pack has been rough...."

"Well to be fair Leah has the right to be a little off." I retorted glancing at him sideways for a second and looked back at the road. "I know Sam isn't at fault either and it wasn't his doing but..... Leah, she's forced to be around the guy who broke her heart... she's never going to get away from him...no offense to Sammy.."

Paul nodded in agreement.

"Not to mention she just lost her dad... in such a cruel way that she's blaming herself." I added staring at the road feeling a little sad. "If she hadn't of shifted, Harry might not have had a heart attack...therefore in her mind she killed him.... that feeling, it doesn't go away.. no matter how much time has passed... I should know."

"It wasn't your fault." He said making me look at him. He had a knowing look in his eye. "What happened to your parents wasn't your fault."

"Maybe if I had done something other than sit there.... my parents would still be here." I said sighing quietly shrugging. "But I know my father would just say that it was his fate... And there's no telling what would have happened if he and mum survived. He was a little obsessed with the whole circle of life thing."

"Like father, like daughter." Paul remarked.

I grinned.

Our conversation changed into happier topics, talking about other things like school, witch and pack things. It was a bit of a journey to Port Angeles, when we finally got to the theater, I had to park a bit away. It was cold even so with my jacket, so I pulled it closer around me and huddled closer to my imprint, he put his arm around me, I could already feel his warm body heating mine up.

Entering the theater, I was warm, I glanced over at him.

"Are you sure your ready for this?" I asked quietly.

"I got this." He told me nodding, kissing my cheek. "I took one of those calming potions you give me.... I'm good."

I nodded smiling at him.

He looked up at the board, picking a movie.

"How do you feel about the last holiday?"

"That one with Queen Latifah?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah..."

"But you hate rom-coms..." I said tilting my head at him.

"But you don't..." He retorted like it was nothing, making my heart skip a beat. "We're going to see that one."

He smiled turning towards the ticket counter, dragging me with him, buying us to tickets. The lady smiled at us, told us to enjoy the movie as she slid Paul the tickets.  He thanked her before turning to me.

"Paul Lahote....big hot head...going to see a romance movie?" I teased.  "I can just hear the jokes now..."

"Very funny." He muttered giving me a quick peck, making me laugh as we made our way to the concession stand, standing in line.

Since he bought the tickets, I paid for the popcorn, drinks and my M&M's before we headed off to the theater where our movie was going to be shown. The movie had come out a week ago so it was still pretty popular.

Who wouldn't go watch a good Romantic comedy starring one of my favorite actresses. Queen Latifah. Luckily Paul and I were able to find two seats near the middle close to the back just in time for previews to start. We pointed out which movies we would like to see next, so I came to the conclusion Paul would be wanting to watch more of these types of movies which surprised me.

On movie nights at Emily's, he always complains because of the romance movies Kim picks, maybe they were rubbing off on him.

I spent most of the movie munching on popcorn and nearly crying at some of the scenes. Every once in a while I would glance over, seeing Paul with tears in his eyes. It made me grin seeing this side of him. When the happy but sad two hours were finished, we walked out together, holding hands.

"I was not crying." He said defensively.

"Whatever you say." I muttered, laughing as we headed out into the cold night air.

Getting into the jeep, we sat in silence as I drove through the streets of Port Angeles before pulling onto the forest-lined road that would lead us home. It was a comfortable silence; it wasn't completely quiet as I could read his mind.

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When we got home, it was late but the porch light was on. Getting out, Paul grabbed my hand weaving his fingers with mine as we headed up the walk. Since it was his night off, he would be staying the night.

I unlocked the door and walked in, the house was dark, telling me Charlie was sleeping. So we stayed quiet, closing the door locking it and headed upstairs.

Entering my room, I slid off my jacket and took my heels off kind of relived, Paul closed the door and locked it.

I turned, realizing how close we were. Our eyes locked in each other's orbits. there was so much light in his chocolate brown eyes, I could feel the warm they glimmered. I sucked in a small breath as Paul started to move his head closer to mine, my heart leapt and jumped around in my chest.

The butterflies in my stomach were in a frenzy, threatening to burst, the hair had a sudden spark in it as we drew closer.

He unconsciously slid his hand up, cupping my face as he drew me closer. Slowly he leaned in and pressed his lips on mine.

Kissing him always felt as if I was floating on air, everything was perfect and pure bliss. The kiss was slow and steady, the million sparks were in overdrive. I reached up wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him in deeper and as we continued the more it heated up.

Everything else was history......

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The next morning I woke up gently, my head was laid on something hard, my eyes opened in confusion. I felt strange like I was excited but at the same time confused.  Did last night really just happen? Paul and I?.... Inside it felt right, like a piece of a puzzle had finally found it's spot. There were new emotions burning inside me I couldn't describe.

I couldn't believe this just happened, I mean I always dreamed of the day Paul and I finally....if you don't know then you shouldn't be reading this. And before anyone asks yes we used protection, I'm only seventeen.

I felt his touch, his bare skin against mine as my head laid on his rock-hard chest, his arms and body heat keeping me warm, breathing shallow, we were only covered by my comforter, clothes scattered my floor. I laid there for a few minutes, my lips curved into a small smile.

I had.... relations with Paul.... Paul and I... Omgish I feel like shouting from the rooftops.

Underneath me I felt Paul take in a deep breath and picked my head up, glancing at him. He was still sleeping; he looked peaceful and just as happy as I did. Just looking at him I could feel it all again, I wondered if everyone's first time was like this...

I scooted up a little, leaning on my elbow and laid my head on my hand. Quietly I reached over with my other hand running it up his chest, my fingers worked their way up and traced the outline of his face. I ran my fingers under his eyelashes, over his nose and lips. Every inch I just had to touch.

I could never get over waking up to this gorgeous man. Before I could get any further of gaping at him, his eyes opened meeting mine, catching me in the act and broke into a smile making my heart burst into a million butterflies. I continued staring at him with no shame for a minute.

"Okay... did that seriously just happen?" I asked breathlessly.

He let out a chuckle, he reached out and pulled me closer, kissing my cheek softly causing me to melt and roll my eyes in amusement.

"I love you." He whispered.

I smiled at him affectionately, cuddling into him.

"You were amazing..." I heard him say, his tone was husky and deep. I felt him nibbling at my skin and trail his finger up and down my arm making me shiver.

"You got the job done yourself.." I muttered softly.

"I was just trying to keep up...if I didn't know any better I'd think you'd done this before." He said smirking. "Who knew Elena Lovelace was so naughty..."

I laughed at that.

"Only for you....." I retorted earning a kiss.

We continued to lay around with each other, basking in our own warmth and glory of our first time. I couldn't keep the love or the feel of happiness of my face, I noticed he couldn't either. We had just passed a big turning point in our relationship...a very big one...

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New mini Chapter! So I hope you like it, and no haters. I know Elena is seventeen, I have plans for her and Paul.... I write this for fun. So if you don't like it then simply don't read it.

And after some thinking I'm weighing options if Jazz and Dillion should be imprints, at first that's what I created them for..  or if Jazz and Dillion should just be paired up together, I'm figuring it out as I go.

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