Twilight Fic: Jacob/Bella, PG, One-Shot
Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 1:23 am
Jacob Black wasn’t really the kind of guy to fall madly in love with random girls he’d just met, but apparently Bella Swan was an exception.
Although, he had met her before, obviously -- when they were all kids and he had still thought that girls were gross. But that didn’t count, because they had barely spoken to each other anyway and he’d sort of thought she was stuck-up. And, well, she was -- but it was different now, somehow.
So there he was, lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering when he was going to get to see Bella Swan again. He knew he was being incredibly stupid -- she was too old for him -- or at least she probably thought so -- or did she? She was flirting with him pretty heavily in the forest. But maybe she wasn’t. Maybe he was just imagining things. No, he wasn’t. She was being so freaking obvious. But maybe she was one of those girls that flirted with every guy she met because she was insecure or something. Or maybe --
Or maybe I should shut the fuck up already, Jacob thought, and got up from his bed at the sound of Billy calling for him from the kitchen.
“What is it?” Jacob asked as he trotted out of his room.
“You forgot to get the milk,” Billy said, closing the fridge door shut.
“Ah, crap. I mean, uh, sorry.” He’d been so distracted by his daydreams about Bella that the milk had completely slipped his mind.
“It’s fine. You’ll just have to go get some, then,” Billy said, turning his wheelchair to face him.
“But -- !”
“No buts. Now get your butt to the store,” he said, whacking his behind as he passed him.
“Da--aa--ad!” Jacob whined, but Billy just laughed and rolled away. Jacob muttered unkind things under his breath as he headed out, slamming the door shut behind him.
***
Every step he took on the way to the store brought another question or thought about Bella into his mind: I wonder what she’s doing right now. Is she thinking about me? She probably isn’t. I’m being dumb. She probably likes that Mike guy that was at the beach. He seemed into her too. They’re probably going to start dating. I’m an idiot. But she’s so hot. Like, really hot. Wow.
He felt as though he were in a dream as he walked into the store and vaguely strolled over to the freezer where the milk was. He stood in front of the door, blinking dumbly at the different selections.
What kind of milk did he want again? What kind do we usually have? I can’t remember. I wonder if Bella really WAS flirting with me. I think she was, unless I’m even more stupid than I thought. I probably am. It probably didn’t mean anything. She was probably just teasing me or something. “Oh, this young Indian kid likes me, I’m gonna mess with him.” That’s probably what happened. No, she wouldn’t do that. She doesn’t seem like the type to be that bitchy. But maybe she is. Maybe --
“Hey, you gonna stand in front of that freezer all day or what?” said the guy behind the counter. Jacob couldn’t remember his name.
“Oh -- no,” he said. He’d forgotten why he’d come here, so he grabbed a candy bar off of a nearby rack and paid for it.
Yum, peppermint patties, he thought, happily munching away as he left the store, the bell on the door ringing behind him.
***
Billy looked up as Jacob walked in finishing the last of his candy.
“Where’s the milk?” he asked.
Jacob stared at him. “The what?”
“The milk. You know, what you just went to the store to get?”
Jacob looked down at the wrapper in his hand. “Oh… the milk…”
Billy started laughing. “You’ve got it bad, don’t you.”
Jacob grinned wolfishly. “I guess so. Unfortunately.”
“Tell you what -- we’ll head down and see the Swans the next chance we get, eh? Should give you two a chance to bond.”
Jacob felt his heart start to float, but calmly said, “Sure, sounds cool.” He threw the wrapper in the trash, ignoring Billy’s chuckles as he went back to his room to stare at the ceiling some more.
Fuck, he did have it bad, didn’t he? He didn’t see how this could end well at all.
Although, he had met her before, obviously -- when they were all kids and he had still thought that girls were gross. But that didn’t count, because they had barely spoken to each other anyway and he’d sort of thought she was stuck-up. And, well, she was -- but it was different now, somehow.
So there he was, lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering when he was going to get to see Bella Swan again. He knew he was being incredibly stupid -- she was too old for him -- or at least she probably thought so -- or did she? She was flirting with him pretty heavily in the forest. But maybe she wasn’t. Maybe he was just imagining things. No, he wasn’t. She was being so freaking obvious. But maybe she was one of those girls that flirted with every guy she met because she was insecure or something. Or maybe --
Or maybe I should shut the fuck up already, Jacob thought, and got up from his bed at the sound of Billy calling for him from the kitchen.
“What is it?” Jacob asked as he trotted out of his room.
“You forgot to get the milk,” Billy said, closing the fridge door shut.
“Ah, crap. I mean, uh, sorry.” He’d been so distracted by his daydreams about Bella that the milk had completely slipped his mind.
“It’s fine. You’ll just have to go get some, then,” Billy said, turning his wheelchair to face him.
“But -- !”
“No buts. Now get your butt to the store,” he said, whacking his behind as he passed him.
“Da--aa--ad!” Jacob whined, but Billy just laughed and rolled away. Jacob muttered unkind things under his breath as he headed out, slamming the door shut behind him.
***
Every step he took on the way to the store brought another question or thought about Bella into his mind: I wonder what she’s doing right now. Is she thinking about me? She probably isn’t. I’m being dumb. She probably likes that Mike guy that was at the beach. He seemed into her too. They’re probably going to start dating. I’m an idiot. But she’s so hot. Like, really hot. Wow.
He felt as though he were in a dream as he walked into the store and vaguely strolled over to the freezer where the milk was. He stood in front of the door, blinking dumbly at the different selections.
What kind of milk did he want again? What kind do we usually have? I can’t remember. I wonder if Bella really WAS flirting with me. I think she was, unless I’m even more stupid than I thought. I probably am. It probably didn’t mean anything. She was probably just teasing me or something. “Oh, this young Indian kid likes me, I’m gonna mess with him.” That’s probably what happened. No, she wouldn’t do that. She doesn’t seem like the type to be that bitchy. But maybe she is. Maybe --
“Hey, you gonna stand in front of that freezer all day or what?” said the guy behind the counter. Jacob couldn’t remember his name.
“Oh -- no,” he said. He’d forgotten why he’d come here, so he grabbed a candy bar off of a nearby rack and paid for it.
Yum, peppermint patties, he thought, happily munching away as he left the store, the bell on the door ringing behind him.
***
Billy looked up as Jacob walked in finishing the last of his candy.
“Where’s the milk?” he asked.
Jacob stared at him. “The what?”
“The milk. You know, what you just went to the store to get?”
Jacob looked down at the wrapper in his hand. “Oh… the milk…”
Billy started laughing. “You’ve got it bad, don’t you.”
Jacob grinned wolfishly. “I guess so. Unfortunately.”
“Tell you what -- we’ll head down and see the Swans the next chance we get, eh? Should give you two a chance to bond.”
Jacob felt his heart start to float, but calmly said, “Sure, sounds cool.” He threw the wrapper in the trash, ignoring Billy’s chuckles as he went back to his room to stare at the ceiling some more.
Fuck, he did have it bad, didn’t he? He didn’t see how this could end well at all.