I Didn't Want An Imprint (Paul Lahote x Reader)

An Official Imprint

READER POV

I woke up the next morning actually feeling like I got a decent sleep the night before, despite drifting off after midnight.

I pulled up to the school, but didn't rush to get out of the car. I had managed to get through the first day of school just fine, and was feeling more confident today. After mustering up enough courage and strength to fight the cold, I exited from my car and began walking to the front doors.

I saw Kim huddled up with Jared in their same spot I had seen them in on the first day of school, and standing next to them were Quill and Embry. I unintentionally began walking toward the group before noticing a member was missing. Paul.

Where was he? Maybe he was cuddling up with Chelsea somewhere?

"Hey Y/N!" Kim waved.

"Hey!" I waved back and moved a bit faster toward the group.

"Did you have fun last night, Y/N?" Embry asked.

"Besides freezing my butt off, yeah. And, Paul was being a bit weird. He told me to stop by Emily's today after school. Do you guys know anything about that? I mean, it's not a gang initiation, right?" I asked, kind of joking.

Embry gave Jared and Quill a side glance, which I took notice of, but Kim was the one to speak up-

"Something like that." Jared gave her a nudge as if to stop her from talking. "I mean, Paul's a strange guy. Don't worry though. Sam and Emily would never let him lose control around y-"

"Alright Kim, I think you've said enough. Time for class. We'll see you later Y/N." Jared pulled Kim to the front doors and I could hear their slight bickering as they disappeared into the crowd of students.

"Yeah, we should get going too, right Em?" Quill turned on his heels and began walking a few paces behind Jared and Kim before Embry could answer.

"See ya, Y/N." Embry was gone before you could stop him. If they weren't already high before, your suspicions were soaring at this point in anticipation of what was waiting for you after school.

The school day went by painfully slow. I didn't see Paul at lunch, and even though Kim invited me to sit with her and the rest of the guys during lunch, seeing Chelsea sitting in her usually spot absent from Paul was an easy decline, especially after the night before and trailing off with her boyfriend into the darkness. I ultimately decided to sit with Chaz and his friends again, but decided not to mention my exclusive invite to the bonfire the night before. Instead, I listened to their continued debate over the lack of trash cans in the lunch room.

The final bell rang for the day, and my nerves were out of control. I pulled out the torn piece of paper that Paul had given me the night before, and typed in the address into my maps app, and scurried over to my car. The drive was fairly quick, and wasn't too far from where my grandparents home was. I didn't tell them I wouldn't be home immediately after school, but I was interested in whatever Paul had to say to me, and didn't want anyone stopping me or asking too many questions to which I had no answers.

I pulled up to the small and quaint home tucked away down a small gravel driveway, and hidden amongst a few trees. The little house felt like home to me although I had never been here before. But, after spending the evening talking with Emily at the bonfire, I felt a sense of assured comfort even before entering into the unknown.

Sam stepped out onto the porch of the home and waited for me to walk up before greeting me. Sam was tall with the same russet skin color as all of the other boys I had met. He was muscular and definitely gave off a father figure vibe that was equal amounts of comforting as intimidating.