what should've happened... Jacob and Bella's love story

Wedding Day

The sun begins to bother my eyes and I wake up sprawled all over Jacob. It takes me two moments to realize we are both naked. My face almost explodes with how hot it got. I'm lying on top of Jacob Black...naked...the morning after we had sex. Holy shit. I'm basically burning up seeing as how he's a walking heater. I tried to move and winced in the process. Ouch. Sore. As I moved Jacob woke up and smiled my smile. It was so much cuter because of his sleepy eyes.

"So did last night happen or did I just have a really good, really vivid dream?" He asked in awe.

"You tell me?" I answered all red, motioning to our bodies. 

His smile reached his ears as his eyesight lingered on my body. I play smacked his chest and began to get up again. Wincing even more once I got upright, Jacob got worried and got up in one fluid motion. He asked me if I was okay and I told him I was sore but okay. He didnt look convinced as I moved away from him. Every step I took, i flinched a little in pain. It was manageable and it made me happy to know I was sore because of Jacob... because of what we did. I reached the bathroom (not caring enough to close the door because of what we did last night) and looked at myself in the mirror. Jesus! I looked like a maniac. My eyes were a little glossy and too big. My hair looks like a hornets nest. And any of the makeup I had on yesterday smeared all over my face. I heard the phone ring and I heard Jacob move towards it to get it. But then I groaned and Jacob who heard, ignored the phone and popped up at the door.

"Whats wrong?" He asked, his face serious.

"What do you mean whats wrong?! Look at me!" I answered like I was scolding a child. 

Even though Jacob was anything but a child after last night. I blushed as my thoughts wandered there and his eyes deepened when he noticed what I was thinking of. After some careful conversation, we agreed to "save water" and showered together. Nothing happened, but it made me feel closer to Jacob. Like even though what happened last night was big, he still cared about me that way. Even though I knew it was emotionally impossible for Jacob to stop loving me, it still made me feel good when he shampooed and conditioned my hair. And also massaged my back with soap. I felt loved. We stepped out together and dried off. Jacob went to his room to look for clothing. He came back with extra clothing I left in his house in case I slept over in hand, but when I looked up to his face, his face was grave and his eyes huge. 

"Bella." He spoke in a rough manner. 

"No." I suddenly remembered. "No, no, no."

Emily! Emily was getting married today and I was the maid of honor and I wasn't even sure what time it was. I ran out of the rest room butt naked and found the nearest clock. 11:00 am. No possible way this could be happening. I got so caught up with Jacob that I was not one, not two, but THREE hours late to the makeup and hair session. It ends at one pm, which was when the wedding began and I had to get there now. 

"GET THE MOTORCYCLE!" I yelled at Jacob as he was getting dressed as quickly as possible. 

He was also late, seeing as how he was the main groomsman. I got dressed in record time and ran outside with the brush in my hand. I threw myself onto the back of the bike and Jacob hauled ass. I held onto Jacob with my left hand and brushed my whipping hair with my right. I couldn't believe how irresponsible I was. I was the maid of honor, for crying out loud. We made it to Emily and Sam's place in less than ten minutes. I jumped off the bike and I ran inside, not bothering to knock on the door. (A trait I acquired at that house after I barged in and saw Emily and Sam having sex on the kitchen counter. They apologized profusely and Jacob got a kick out of it when he saw my face in Sam's thoughts when they were werewolves. He didn't stop laughing for days.) I looked around and saw Rachel, Juli and Emily sitting at the set up mirrors with make up artists drifting around them. Emily saw me and her face showed relief and quickly transformed into anger.