{It's wasn't the same, since Bella moved away, but at least the boys and my best friend Jacob made things bearable, though I wished the guys stop rough housing, swear its like I take care of children, anyways my name is Boston, and I'm a art lover type of guy, and I feel fairly proud of my arts..}
*I was packing up stuff for my early morning stroll, since it was the weekend I had time to chill and relax, my spot is a decent part away*
Boston: Mom, Dad!, I'm heading out!, be back around 1!..*I yelled out to them*
Dad: Alright Bos!, be save out there, I bet he gets done with his painting in 20 minutes!..*He bets my mom*
Mom: As! Is he'll be done in 17 minutes!??!..*I rolled my eyes chuckling I put on my strolling outfit*
*I swing my travel satchel, to my side, and began to walk out, I smiled smelling the air, I always loved fork, its not everyday how amazing this town is, I began to walk behind our house, and down the woods I live fair close by La Push, in case the guys wanted to hang out while I paint*
Boston: *I hummed a song, as I plugged in my headphones to a music player*
*I found my little hang out child spot, dad help make*
*I was singing along with my music, and smiles as sat my satchel down, and pulled out a artist notebook, and a paint set, as I was unaware if a familiar figure sneaking up on Me, I let out a squeak when I felt their hand touch my shoulder, I swing my hand around, but they caught, and started laughing hard, I know that voice, I glared at the one and only Jacob Black*Boston: Your a fucking ass Jacob, could've gave me a heart attack!!!..*I scowled at him, He just laughs*
Jacob: Oh come on Arty!, that was hahaha!!..*falls on the bench and calms down to chuckle* Definitely telling the guys about this, that squeak was to priceless!*I scoffed and ignored him, he knows how much I hate people sneaking up on me, He pouted as Ignored him* Arty...*That stupid nickname* Artyyyyy...*I sighed with a smile* Come on Man, I'm sorry it was just a harmless scare won't do it again...*Agghh, I can't hate my best friend, I turned around*
Boston: Your forgiven, but next you do it, I won't be coming over for sleepovers understood man?..*I said with a raised brow*
Jacob: *sighs nodding* I won't do it ever again, promise, anyways whatcha planning on panting today?..*He asked I actually decided to go normal*
Boston: Just normal art, maybe some cool dragons or Griffin's..*Shrugged*
Jacob: Dude, you should try to do both fighting each other or something just throwing a suggestion there..*He said to me I nodded* Oh did you here Bella is coming back to Fork?
Boston: really?!, wow its been so long since we last seen her, wonder how she's looks, last time I remember was those stupid mud pies we used to make..*I chuckled at the memory*
Jacob: Heh, yeah but was wondering wanna greet by Charlie's place?, we're gonna surprise her, and maybe introduce her to the guys at La push..*I smiled*
Boston: Sure I'm down, any excuse to hang out with friends is the best excuse...*I shrugged and began painting*
{Jacob Pov}
*God He's, to good and nice, these feelings I have for him, it felt wrong and weird but, I didn't care, Boston has been a childhood friend and has always been by my side, and I couldn't fall more for him, I kinda grow jealous when he was excited too excited to meet Bella again, I can't have anyone else have him, I don't mind sharing him with the Boys, but anyone, including those fucking vampires, hell no, I need him to be with me..*
Boston: Earth to Jacob..*He waves his in my face, I snapped out of the trance, and looked at him* What should I use for color?
Jacob: How about brown and shade of blue?..*I said, he thought and nodded with a smile, God dammit that smile, soon he'll be ours, the pack, we would need to tell him, the truth about us, unless we'll risk losing him*
~TimeSkip, New Chapter~
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{The Artists We fell for}Discontinued-Twilight Yandere Various x Male OC
FanficA boy who loved to draw, paint, sing it all help this very special boy get through life, life was hard and his family wasn't the best, His Older Sister and Brother made things bearable, Mother and Father argued and Fight, but not in a toxic abusive...