Lucky Night | Embry Call x OC
Fandom: Twilight - Wolfpack
MC: Embry Call - Quil Ateara - OC
Requested: yes!! Anonymous asked: can you please write anything to do with Embry!!
Here you go, I hope you like it! <3
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âEm, my sweetest boy, friend of a lifetime, best friend for the eterni- â
âCut it off. What the hell do you want Quil?â Embry interrupted him brutally. When Quil started a phone call in that way, it meant one thing, that Embry was fucked, completely fuckety-fucked.
âI matched with some- â
âBut you didnât even hear everyth- â
âEMBRY! Listen to me, sheâs hot.â
âEmbry, you wonât ruin my weekend of wild sex just because youâre stupid! Youâre comingâ.
âIn what language do you want me to say it? Spanish⌠NO!â
âNo, I wonât be your sideman for your 100th date of this month, you sick little wolf whoreâ.
And then the phone call ended.
Embry couldnât recall all the blind double dates he had to go to because Quil matched with someone on Tinder. Seriously, that guy matched with every living thing, and poor Embry he was the side companion who always had to settle for the boring side girl who didnât want to be there too.
How many times he and the âotherâ girl had to sit there, in a restaurant or a bakery or a cafe and watch the lovebirds say stupid things. And it went over and over and over again since Quil was not interested in going out with the same girl twice.
âWhy should I waste time with the same girl if one day Iâll meet my imprint. Until then, this boy here just wants to have funâ, he said while downloading that damn app on his phone.
He was not entirely wrong though, Embry had to admit, but he couldnât imagine that his old friend would have become a womanizer.
How many girls could have been interested in Quil?
Apparently, a lot. But like, really a lot.
But this time, oh this time Embry wouldnât have let Quil convince him. Going on another blind date with another side girl was out of the question, he would have rather spent his Saturday night playing video games with the pack than go out with Quil again.
How Embry ended up in Quilâs car on that Saturday evening, though, was a mystery.
âDamn me! This is the last time, Quil, clear?â he shouted, while his best friend was grinning.
âYou are incapable of saying no, Em. I could ask you to jump out of the car now and youâd do it.â.
âOk, this is absolutely wrong. I would rather punch you out of this stupid car. And once this nightmare ends, Iâll surely punch you in the face. Multiple timesâ.
âYeah, yeah, sure buddyâ.
Embry spent the entire ride to Port Angeles promising himself to not end in Quilâs trap ever again.
After 30 minutes of Quil singing RED (Taylor Swiftâs version) on a loop, they finally arrived at the pub where this blind double date was supposed to happen.
Quil and Embry couldnât show more different emotions, the first one was excited and was already thinking about his dessert while the other one⌠well, Embryâs face showed it all.
âStop being a buzzkill and smile, if this goes wrong, Iâll kill youâ. Quil whispered while they were heading to the entrance.
The pub was full of people, all laughing and drinking and chitchatting about different things. The two friends could distinctly hear anything that every person was saying in that place.
Embry rolled his eyes, already preparing himself for another boring night.
âThey were supposed to be here alreadyâ.
âSo, theyâre not here?â
âI cannot see them anywhereâ, Quil replied, with a worried tone of voice.
On Embryâs face, a little sarcastic smirk started to appear.
âWould it be possible that this girl just dumped you?â
âNah, man, she was so into me! Itâs impossible!â
âThereâs a little pitch in your voice, man. Youâre not fooling meâ. Embry said, before bursting into a thunderous laugh and patting his best friend on his shoulders.
It was the first time that someone dumped Quil on a Tinder double date and the guy was almost destroyed.
âA-Ah, it canât be. Itâs impossibleâ, he said, taking his phone out of the pocket and looking for her number. He tried to call her, but the voice mail kept going.
âShe ghosted and dumped you the same night, nice job!â Embry continued, laughing again.
Quil clicked his tongue, rolling his eyes.
âFuck, she really dump-ghosted me. I wasnât expecting thatâ.
And you could see it in his eyes that he really was expecting something completely opposite to what was happening.
âCome on, itâs not the end of the world.â His best friend said, handing him a beer.
âyeah no, but I lost my fucking bet! I own Paul 50 bucksâ.
âAnd you own me a Frozen yoghurtâ.
âI really need to explain to you how betting works, again. Kim is better than you at this.â Quil said, bumping his shoulder into his best friendâs one.
âCome on, letâs get out of here. I hate the smell of all these hormonesâ, continued Embry with a disgusted expression.
The two wolves immediately headed to the exit, Embry still patting Quil on his shoulder and Quil sighing again and again. His ego was hurt, a lot. But he knew that there was nothing that a night spent playing video games with Embry and Jake couldnât heal.
âQuil? Is that you?â a warm and trembling female voice asked. It came from behind.
Embry and Quil turned at the same time, curious to know who that tiny voice belonged to.
It was a short girl, russet skin and long straight hair. She was covered in an oversized teddy coat because for humans, that night was an extremely cold one.
âAriel?â Quil asked, getting closer to her. It was dark in the parking lot and even wolf-eyes couldnât see that girl clearly.
âYes! Itâs me, Iâm so sorry my car broke, and my phone⌠well itâs gone tooâ, she said taking a few steps forward, just the ones that were needed for the two boys to see her face completely.
And that moment, Embryâs body completely froze. Time and space were not the same anymore, nothing mattered, nor Quil and his stupid double dates or the videogames or his inability to bet. He stood there, looking at the small girl like she was a bright fallen star or even better, a goddess that came down on Earth only for him.
That was the only time Embry was truly happy to have accepted Quilâs forced invitation to a date.
âAre you ok, Ariel? What happened?â Quil asked her, getting really close to her.
Maybe a little bit too close according to Embryâs new jealousy.
âMy car stopped in the middle of nowhere and my phone fell from my purse, I was only able to call a taxi to come here. Iâm sorry to be so lateâ. She was indeed really sorry, her voice and her body could tell, and Embry was slowly dying inside because no, she could not be sad, not under his watch.
âOh, itâs ok, no worries! Are you alone? Whereâs your friend?â
âLast minute change of plans, Iâm sorry againâ.
âNo worries at all, my friend Embry herâŚâ
It took Quil only one quick look to understand what happened. He looked at Embry, and then at Ariel and then at Embry again.
âARE YOU KIDDING ME?â He shouted, not believing to his own eyes. It was all just a stupid joke, he was sure.
Was it really just a joke?
âIs everything ok, is your friend ok?â Ariel asked, getting closer to Embry.
âHi, Iâm Ariel,â she said to him, raising her face to meet his gaze. âIâm sorry you had to wait here with Quil for meâ.
Embry had to collect all his remaining strength to articulate a sentence that had a meaning. Her eyes were so mesmerizing, and he could have gladly spent the rest of the night looking into them.
âAh no worries, everything is fine. Weâre happy youâre safe and soundâ, he said with his warmest tone and husky voice.
âWere you going home? I probably wasted your timeâ, Ariel said â her attention growing more and more on Embry that she almost forgot she was there to see Quil.
âActually⌠no. Quil owns me a frozen yoghurt and we were going to get some. Want to join?â
Quil and Ariel replied at the same time.
âPerfectâ, Embry replied back, moving to his side to show her where their car was.
In the meantime, Quil was there a few steps away from the two newly lovebirds, looking at them with an angry expression.
How could it be possible? She was supposed to be his date. Not Embryâs fucking imprint.
Embry glanced at him, smirking.
âYou coming?â he asked Quil while opening the passenger door for Ariel, and helping her sit in the car.
Quil growled and covered in a few seconds the distance from the car. He opened the driverâs door, but Embry immediately stopped him.
Quil growled again. âYou own me thisâ, he whispered.
âI knowâ, Embry grinned.
Embry really owned Quil everything from that night on.
Who would have known that for the first time he would have been the main character instead of his best friend?
The same fate that let Arielâs car break in the middle of nowhere.
That nowhere being the Quileuteâs reservation borders, precisely.