CULLENS || TWLGHT OS 01

Paul Lahote | Forever Yours

By : pennylanefics | Tumblr

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"Have you told Paul you're over here?" Alice asks you. Your eyes cast down to your lap where you were tying ribbon around a small bouquet of fake flowers.

You were at the Cullen's place, helping Rosalie and Alice prepare for Bella's wedding. You were friends with Bella before everything, she's the one who introduced you to the wolf pack, leading you to your boyfriend and imprinter, Paul.

The problem for Paul was your newfound friendship with the vampires. You of course knew of the history with them and Paul's ancestors, but you are more than capable of making decisions by yourself.

"I said I was going to help with wedding planning. But he was so tired from patrol last night, I don't think he was fully aware that I left," you tell her.

"Why don't you text him?" Rosalie suggests.

"I left my phone at home. I was in such a rush, I didn't think about it."

"You know he's going to go insane when you don't pick up," Alice laughs. You smile and shake your head.

"He'll survive. So, are we going dress shopping today?" Alice happily claps as you finish the final bouquet. Rosalie stands and the three of you make your way out of the large house and into Alice's car.

Hours later, Bella had chosen both a wedding dress and bridesmaid dresses for the three of you, you were finally heading back to the reservation, to Paul's home, as you were spending the weekend with him, like you do every weekend.

As soon as you enter the house, you find Paul pacing, biting his nails nervously. When he sees you, he sighs out a breath of relief and rubs his face.

"Where the hell have you been? Why didn't you answer your phone?" He barks. You pause to register the tone of his voice, how harsh it is compared to how soft it should be when he usually sees you.

"I told you I was helping with planning for Bella's wedding today. You were half asleep when I left, though. And I left my phone here."

"Were you at their house?"

"Yeah, what's the issue?" You shrug and cross your arms. He goes back to pacing, tugging at his hair.

"You know the issue," he groans. "You know those bloodsuckers will hurt you the second you start bleeding when you accidentally cut your finger or something. I don't like you being around them."

"Paul, they haven't given me a reason to be scared of them. Alice has controlled her blood lust really well lately, she tells me, and Rosalie has no intentions of that anymore."

"So you're saying there was a time where she did?" He stops pacing. You laugh sarcastically and shake your head.

"You're not being serious, are you?" You wonder. He keeps a straight face.

"I've made it clear many times I don't want you around them, no matter what. I know you're friends with Bella and everything, but they're incredibly dangerous and not trustworthy!"

"Like I said, I don't believe they're dangerous. They're misunderstood, honestly." Paul laughs loudly, raising his eyebrows.

"Also, I'm twenty-one years old, I'm capable of making decisions for myself," you add.

"So why don't you become one of them then? Because it seems like you enjoy being with them and becoming besties with them, why don't you let them suck your precious soul and die with them? It sounds like you'd much rather be dead than spend time with your fucking boyfriend!" Your heart shatters at his words.