Sam's Sister *Paul Lahote Imprint*

~True Colours~

~Amara's POV~

I'm currently draging Paul to La Push Beach.

"Um, Amara?"

"Yeah?" I answer still not looking at him.

"Where are we going?"

"You live here, shouldn't you know?"

I say that just as the beach comes into view.

"Well, as you have to know, we're at the beach"

I drop his hand. I'm not so comfortable with it. Nope. Not yet.

I lean down and take my heeled boots off. One in each hand and I start walking.

I've missed the beach.
I've missed Sam.
I've missed Leah.
Darn it.
I've missed La Push.
My home.

"Hey! Wait up!"

I hear Paul's footsteps as he follows after me.

He grabs my hand causing me to drop both my shoes.

"What's wrong then?"

"What?" I question confused.

"Why'd you walk off?"

"I'm not aloud to walk on the beach?"
I say with a smirk.

"No, you are, it's just, I thought you were upset with me" he smiles back.

Woah. That smile. My heart can't take it.

"I'm not upset with you. I've hardly spoken to you how could I be" I smile.

He chuckles, pulling me into a hug in the process.
It's a nice hug.
I wrap my arms around his torso.
I felt sparks between us when our skin touched.

No one speaks or moves. We're just enjoying each others company.

Of Course. Someone had to ruien that.
"Pauly!" A squeaky voice shouts.

We pull away from each other.
Paul's eyes are wide.

Somethings going on.

I turn to the source of the voice.
And see a slut. A blonde bimbo, wearing short shorts with a crop top, that looks more like a bra.

She struts towards us and pulls me away from Paul.

It's what she does next that I will forever hate her for.

She latches her lips onto Paul's.

I wait. But he doesn't pull back.

I grab my shoes and run.

And I won't stop running until I get to Sam.

I didn't notice but there's loads of hot tears running down my face.

When I get back home.

I run right inside. To the living room.

Everyone's still there.

Sam sees me and opens his arms.

I can tell that he's really angry.

I run and collapse onto his lap.

Ready for the I told you so's but they never come.

Instead he just sits there comforting me as I break down.

"Screw you Paul"

After those words.
Sam knows it's Paul to blame for this.

I hear a growl escape his lips.
And Leah's.

Paul might just die today.

But deep down I know I don't want that to happen.

I think I......

Love him.

Yeah I love Paul Lahote.