Everything started so innocently, a simple bonfire upon the beach, but then things got complicated. Lives were changed and hearts were shocked... (A La Push gang Fan fiction) Chapter 25 is out!!!
We had a little too much fun with the packs valentine's day one shot, so we decided to make it into a whole story!
7. His car is so hot!
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“Hey Embry…” I said weakly. Even though I was almost dead on my feet, seeing him made me smile.
“Mashaal?” He asked, as if shocked till no end. God…his voice sounded so much better in person. I had almost forgotten how beautiful he was…and so wonderfully warm---I could feel his heat from two feet away.
In the next second, I didn’t know if I had fallen, or if he had just hugged me, but it didn’t matter…I was back into his perfect arms again. I buried my nose into his chest and inhaled the enticing scent that came off of his skin. Like nothing else, it was like coffee mixed with the forest, with a bit of the ocean that surrounded his home.
“I missed you like hell, baby,” he whispered into my hair, making my toes curl with bliss. He called me his baby…
“Mmm, I missed you too Embry,” I smiled and felt his arms encircle me tighter.
We heard a throat clearing and a quiet “get a room” from behind us. I turned my head a bit and rolled my eyes at Jake who had invited himself in to sit on a sofa. I looked around---it was my first time being in his house.
The walls were painted a deep maroon and black comfy-looking couches lay in an L-shape in the family room. To my left, there was a hallway that led to a clean kitchen filled with shiny appliances. Who knew Embry was a neat freak? Not me…
“Not that I don’t love having you here, was there a reason you came without a warning? You really scared me when you didn’t answer your phone…” Embry spoke softly as he let most of me go and simply had one arm around my shoulders. I sighed and sat down on the sofa across from Jake, letting Embry sit next to me.
“Remember Abby?” I asked him and Jake. They both nodded and laughed.
“Yeah, Paul won’t shut up about her,” Jake remarked.
“Hmm, well…she has a problem, so I had to come here and help her with it. She’s on the way, I heard from her like two hours ago.”
“Oh, well, can we help?” Embry asked. His concern for my bestie made my heart inflate a bit.
“Thanks, but I think she has to shoulder it on her own…I just came to support her so she doesn’t do anything outrageous,” I sighed again.
“You’re so caring, how do you it all?” Embry seemed to marvel next to me. I laughed for the first time in days and leaned into his side, yawning a bit.
“I try,” I said, making him laugh. “Hey, I’m sorry for making you guys go around, but could you take me to Paul’s so I can help her out a bit when she gets there…I don’t think she’s feeling very well.”
I thought of how Abby had to ride all the way across the country in a train! She was already prone motion sickness, and then on top of that, she would have morning sickness and pregnancy cravings!
“Yeah sure, it’s no problem! We can take the car,” he smiled down at me, making me all warm and fuzzy again, just like when we had first met. Jake got up and said that he would go get it started.
“I’m really glad you’re here, Mashaal,” he said, intertwining his warm fingers into my cold ones.
“I’m glad I’m here I’m too.” I told him. He stood up, still smiling. He led me through his house, showing me the living room and the kitchen, then said we could see the rooms to the right later on.
I followed him into his backyard, shivering as I saw that it was now raining. We stayed under the cover of the side of the house and ran while laughing out to the front. I saw a car standing out in the driveway with Jake behind the wheel.
It was a silver car that looked so cool and was all shiny and pretty, even in the rain. Embry and I ran out and he opened the back door for me. I slid into the black leather seats and he slid in after me.
“Wow, is this your car?” I asked him. He grinned a bit smugly and nodded.
“Yup, me and Jake just fixed it up.”
“Cool! What kind of car is it?’ I asked excitedly as Jake drove faster down the street.
“1967 Shelby GT500. Isn’t she beautiful?” Embry sighed, fondly stroking the leather door handle. I snorted and rolled my eyes.
“It isn’t that great,” I said, grinning at him.
“Whoa, I think I feel an air of jealousy here, agreed Jake?” Embry teased, poking me lightly in the shoulder.
“Oh, I definitely feel it. You ridin other girls, Embry?” Jake said, laughing loudly in the front. I felt the heat rise to my face and looked out the window to hide my embarrassment. Two warm arms encircled me again and he cuddled his face into my shoulder.
“Say sorry, dude.” Embry said to Jake.
“Sorry,” Jake shrugged. “We’re here anyway.”
I looked out the window again and saw a blue faded house sitting in the middle of brown ones. We got out and ran to the porch, trying not to get too wet. Of course…
Running + Wet boards on a wooden porch + me = clumsy moment
I slipped on a wet wooden board, my body locking together, ready for impact. I felt something hard under me, but not the ground like I had been expecting. I blinked my eyes open and looked straight up into Embry’s soft brown ones.
“You okay?” He asked, concern clouding his expression. I nodded and took a deep breath. I couldn’t help but flicker my eyes down to his lips…they looked inviting. Before I knew it, I was being lifted back into a standing position. Embry leaned over me and knocked on the door.
Jake was staring at me with a look of sadness as the door swung open. Paul was just as big as I remembered him, but now the playful face he had on a month ago was replaced with one of worry and confusion.
“Hey, what are you---Mashaal?” He stopped mid-question and asked another.
“Hey,” I squeaked out.
“What are you doing here from Texas? Did you know Abby’s here too?” He asked, utterly confused.
“Yeah, wait---she’s here already?” I asked, trying to look over his shoulder for her.
“Yeah, she’s inside. Here, come in,” he said, opening the door further. I followed Jake and Embry inside to a light green painted room. All the furniture was wooden, and it looked as if this house was comfortably lived in for a long time.
“Where is she?” I asked, looking around. “How is she feeling?”
I heard a door open behind me and I watched as a very frazzled looking Abby walked out. I ran over to her, grabbing her and pulling her into a hug. She looked so weak and unlike the bold Abby I was used to. What happened?
“Are you ok?” I asked her softly.
“Yeah, I’m just peachy,” she remarked a bit sarcastically.
“Have you told him yet?” I whispered. She shook her head and I smiled sadly, touching her cheek.
“Ok, it's alright. We'll tell him after I feed you. When's the last time you got sick?”
“Just now. Mashaal, I couldn't do it! I couldn't tell him…” She said, looking down at her feet. I felt so bad for her!
"Ok, I'm standing right here! Tell me what? Why did you get sick? What are you NOT telling me?" Paul demanded, standing up and raising his hands. All of the irritation for the past few days fueled me to protect Abby.
“Why are you yelling at her? Can't you see she's a bit distressed over here?!” I yelled back.
"Yeah, but it'd be nice to know what the hell she's distressed about so I could help her!" He shouted even louder. My temper flared dangerously.
“Don't you dare raise your voice at me!” I looked up at his tall height, feeling like a dwarf but maintaining my glare. I put my hands on my hips and gave the scary glare that all my friends knew not to mess with. Only a few moments later, I could see his arms fall in defeat.
"Sorry, I'm just worried about her," he said, his voice soft now. I calmed down and smiled at him--at least I knew he cared about her.
"Good. Now, I suggest we all sit down and eat some dinner, then Abby will feel better, and you two can talk. Anyone have a problem with that?" I looked around, making sure no one would disagree, leading to another stare-down…
Jake, who was all the way in the corner, punch Embry in the shoulder and grinned.
“Nice girl, you’ve got.” He said. I turned and watched as Embry stared at me…I couldn’t decide if he was more scared or more shocked. Crap, why did I have to be such a freak?
He suddenly raised his hand over his head, like a student trying to ask a teacher a question. Giggles spurted out of my mouth at the childish sight and everyone else started to laugh also. He kept his hand up though, and even started to impatiently wave it.
"What is it, Embry?" I asked, still giggling.
“I was wondering…" he looked down and shuffled his feet while grinning. “What are we going to eat? Can you even cook?”
I laughed harder and nodded my head. Did I look like someone who couldn’t cook? I don’t think so!
"Yeah, I can cook. Can you?" I asked him.
"Embry, I think that you have just been owned." Abby said next to me, clutching to Paul from laughing so hard.
"No, I can't cook," Embry announced, rubbing his stomach. "But I can eat!"
Jake and Paul rubbed their stomachs too, agreeing. I smiled and pulled a hair band out of my pocket, walking to the kitchen and tying my hair up. It was time these boys learned what a great chef I was.
“Dinner is served!” I yelled, loud enough for everyone in the living room to hear me over their movie. Embry had stood next to the pantry the entire time, watching me cook, and sometimes helping me. It made me feel so…wanted. I liked this feeling.
Jake, Paul, and Abby all scrambled in, sitting on the wooden chairs, ready to eat. Embry and I carried in the food and laid it onto the middle of the table, earning whoops of pleasure.
“Mashaal, you made my favorites!” Abby yelled happily while digging into the food.
I had marinated steak and sautéed it with spinach, also baking potatoes with sour cream and cheese. Embry had helped me make lemonade for them, and I had taken care of dessert, which was a surprise for later.
We all ate our fill, laughing and talking. The boys made jokes like crazy, causing Abby and me to choke numerous times on our food. I told everyone to save room for dessert, but they just kept piling the food on their plates!
When I pulled out the dessert, Abby shrieked and clapped her hands, causing Paul to jerk away, thinking something was wrong.
“Coconut cake! My favorite!” She exclaimed. We all laughed while I served the cake.
After a full dinner, Paul took Abby by the hand and asked for a walk down on the beach. Abby agreed, but I could tell she was nervous. I gave her an encouraging smile, and she thanked me for cooking her favorites. When they left, Jake, Embry, and I piled into the car.
Embry first dropped off Jake and told him he’ll see him tomorrow. I was so tired, but I couldn’t help but feel a flutter of anticipation as Embry drove towards his house again. He turned up the music louder, seeming oblivious.
When he parked the car in his driveway, he got out and opened the door for me, smiling and holding my hand. His hand was so warm, it calmed me down and I leaned into his side as he opened the front door. It was dark inside, and when he flicked on the lights…
- The start
- Fun and games
- His perfect heat
- In trouble
- Tears and caffeine
- All together Now!!!
- His car is so hot!
- Foot prints in the sand
- Firsts and Legends
- Bonfire stories
- Sterile and White
- Fears and Hospitals
- Old coffee
- Close encounters
- Solving problems
- Pizza with a Side of Christ
- Pizza, Yelling, & Nicknames
- It was all too good to last
- Morning Memories
- Stories dont always end with Happily ever after
- Irony hurts
- Make Peace with an empty town
- Comin' Clean
- White Lace
- Wedding Accomplisments
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