A/N: Oh myyy, its been ages I knooww, lets get back on track now :

~* This one's for the lonely The ones that seek and find Only to be let down
Time after time This one's for the torn down The experts at the fall
Common friends get up now You're not alone at all * ~

Chapter 8

"Bella, wake up!" a loud voice yelled from her door she guessed.

Bella grumbled in her sleep and pulled the covers over her head to stop the pitchy voice to reach her ears.

"Bella, wake up! Your boyfriend's at the door!" Angela spat loudly entering Bella's room and smacking her butt hard with one of her worn out pillows.

Bella tried to brush her off as she grumbled something like, "Mm… uh-comin'…" or something similar between those lines, but she wasn't really paying attention or caring.

"Bella, I'm serious! I'm not gonna open that door!" Angela whined, her voice barely raising above the banging coming from the main door entrance.

Bella sighed and took the covers off of her body, giving an eye roll to Angela who just shrugged her shoulders. She really could be a bitch when she wanted to.

"I could use some help really," Bella sighed.

Angela shook her head and walked back to her room as Bella opened the door for an impatient Edward who caught Angela's glare and returned the gesture with his usual 'fuck-you" smirk signature.

"Bitch!" he snapped loud enough for her to hear when she slammed the door of her room shut.

Bella walked back to her room too tired to get in this between the two of them, she had stopped trying to get them to get along years ago.

"Hey, hey!" he called out to her, he would never forget her. His hand reached towards her wrist, spinning her around and smashing her body against his chest. She smiled against his smirk and wiped it out off his face when she crashed her lips against his.

"Now that's a welcome," he whispered hotly between her lips, she gave him a peck and groaned.

"You woke me up," she complained, walking towards her room again. His hand still held her wrist while following closely behind her, making sure the door is shut behind him.

Bella fell down on the covers pulling him beside her, his elbow resting on one side to lean over her while his head rested on his hand, his other hand rested on her belly tracing his fingers up and down, she giggled and pulled his hands away.

"Stop…" she said in between laughs, he smiled down at her.

"Why are you here so early?" she asked groggily, moving her fingers up to his chin, tracing his jaw lightly while looking at him.

"I need to take Lola to the vet and I wanted to go out and buy some stuff." he answered his hand on her hip swinging her from side to side while his mouth bit lightly the finger she was using to trace the outline of his jaw.

She didn't think there was a time when he could keep his hands to himself.

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When they were not even dating, Edward had managed to have his hands on her. Whenever he walked her, or more like stalked her to her truck after school, he made sure there was little distance between them at first… but then he would wrap his finger on the loop of her jeans; dragging her body closer to his like he had the right to and then would whisper hotly against her cheek…

"I'll follow behind,"

She used to shake her head at him and roll her eyes at first thinking, 'this kid has some nerve', but even back then the wide smile she was holding sprang free once she was on her seat and he was indeed following her around. He wouldn't give up; doing everyday the exact same thing till one day she'd open her door. Which one day she finally did.

~~00~~

He had a great spirit, she'll give him that and she loved how he wasn't subtle or gentle back then. He knew what he wanted and he would come and get it. Of course, she would put it hard on him but he was persistent and she felt wanted.

Soon enough, the banters and ravings started to make more sense or at least she gave them more meaning, mortifying herself if he would seriously snap and leave mad at her, rolling restlessly in bed when he wouldn't call. They weren't just stupid fights anymore... they annoyed her to no end. Feeling insecure and seeking attention more than ever when he wouldn't give her any.

He knew how to drive her mad.

And one time he was giving the final push to the 'meeting-each-other' stage.

~~00~~

"We can do this the easy way or the hard way," he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"We're not doing this in any way," she defied him wrapping her arms around herself, daring him to say something.

"Are you sure? 'Cause I really know some great ways…" he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

She rolled her eyes which simply made him laugh and shake his head.

"Hey, it's just dinner! Lucky for you I ain't greedy." he snapped making sure he made her uncomfortable when he looked up and down at her body like that, "Unless you don't want your license removed that is…" he cocked his head to the side and leaned over his car waiting for her to make a decision, looking very annoyed.

"You came out of nowhere!" she snapped not agreeing to anything yet.

She knew better than to make deals with the devil. Knowing Edward's 'dinner' menu would probably include her.

He laughed and refused to look at her, mumbling lowly.

"Women…"

She glared at him but he refused to meet her eyes. She was nervous, she didn't see him, it wasn't her fault… really. Maybe the branch covering the stop sign had a little to do with it.

"I guess I'm not the only one missing stop signs." he told her mockingly, his foot resting down his tire while his body leaned over the side of the trunk, elbows on his side with keys hanging from his fingers, a blue jacket wrapping him from the freezing cold of Forks' winter. She sighed. She wanted to feel protected between those arms.

Where the hell did that thought come from?

"What's your problem!?" she felt like crying, this hasn't ever happened to her. Of all people she could have had a car accident with, it had to be Edward.

And he wasn't making it easier on her, she was scared, this was the first time she had a car accident.

"Oh… global warming, minimal wage, chicks who cant drive…" he mocked her, snapping the last words while giving her a look that made her back away a little, "What's your problem with my car? That's what I would like to know!" he teased.

Damn... he must think she really wanted that Volvo beauty ruined after everything she has done.

"I'm sorry," she was honest.

"I do not accept it," he was honest.

Strangely she didn't see him fuss about his wheels or the damage (which was pretty bad), or how much it would cost, in fact he didn't whined about anything. So, he wasn't a complete spoiled snob-brat who thought he had the world at palms of his hands and could make people feel lesser than him. He didn't ask for payment or humiliated her in any way. He didn't even bring up the damage once. He just wanted dinner.

And suddenly she was feeling hungry.

~~00~~

They found themselves spending a lot of time together; both parts did it willingly. He wasn't surprising her and stalking her every move now. And she found herself having fun when he was around. It wasn't surprising when she was doing the stalking herself.

~~00~~

"So what, you came to pass PI or you just love to see me in shorts?"

"I already told you that," she sighed, hands on hips and looking away from him to the long field.

"Riight..." he laughed not believing her.

"It's not my fault you happen to be the captain of the soccer team," she explained in a low voice not really caring what he thought.

"Oh, it must be so painful, Bella? You stuck with me," he taunted her with a smirk. She stared at him intently not letting his ego work her over.

It wasn't long enough till they had enough of each other. Let's just say, she was no soccer master and didn't pretend to be interested either. She was confused and he was growing impatient by the minute.

"I don't want to," she wrapped her arms against her chest and turned her body away from him, taking interest in the sidelines instead. That's when he asked her to assist him on a pass to make a goal.

"Isabella," he warned; his hand on the ball laying it down on the field.

"Don't call me that!" she said in a harsh whisper, annoyed as hell with him. Swinging her foot from side to side on the grass.

"Bella, I won't repeat myself."

"I just don't get it, it's stupid!" she snapped turning back to him defiantly.

He sighed and pulled himself up with his arms crossed across around his chest.

"Amuse me,"

"It's just a bunch of guys chasing after a ball!" she shrugged her shoulders at him. He licked his bottom lip with his tongue and pressed it against his upper lip trying not to laugh at her deduction, "Why don't you… you, just give each player one and…" he shut his eyes and pressed his lips tighter to hold his laugh and stay hard and adamant to coach her, "… and that'd be it?" she sighed heavily really tired of spending her afternoon here.

He couldn't help it then. He laughed. He couldn't be a tight ass when she was being completely and utterly stupid, funny… and cute.

He put his hands on his knees to gain balance; afraid he would fall at any minute now. Then he tilted his head back to look up at her smiling, after his laughter had quieted down. She bit her thumb nail and gave him a quizzical look blushing madly. Her hands pushed her hair away from her face and she gave him a genuine smile.

In that moment, it was just the two of them sans the bullshit they put up all the time. His fort crashed down and the stuck-up bitch inside her retreated back.

She was drawn to him instantly, put aside all the jokes and banters they'd had. She still felt like she had done something right, 'cause he was still there and as he so sweetly pointed out… 'he was not going anywhere'.

It would be impossible to break the staring contest they were having, neither of them called it quits. And it would be impossible for an outside force to keep them apart right now.

He licked his lower lip and without breaking the gaze he whispered a few words that almost had her in tears.

"Where have you been?"

And she knew he wasn't meaning what was she doing on second period or where was she at lunch? No…

"Waiting for you," she whispered for the first time confidently. Finally realizing what she wanted.

That pretty much set him straight; the light was green.

His eyes had different glint then. They were glowing passionately and there was no smile now. He pushed his hands down on his knees to straighten himself up. Taking the remaining few steps that were separating them. He was adamant and there was no force stopping him now. She waited for him, pushing away the finger she had been sucking on to remove the obstacles that led to his spoils. She slowly raised her face to look at him when he lifted her chin with his knuckles and crash his lips against hers.

That was the first time he kissed her, Bella smiled at the thought. It was so sweet and at the same time too strong to be anything sweet.

It was like a car crash; you couldn't take your eyes away from it.

His lips were like silk. So sweet and tender; you'd feel like you'd want to corrupt them, even if they did the corruption themselves. Pushing against hers sweetly at first but firmly, not taking 'no' for an answer. As they had them captive, he traced her bottom lip with his tongue to ask for entrance and today she was giving away everything.

His hand that was grasping her chin went down to her neck pulling her closer. He changed angle to have a better access to her mouth, feeling like he had the right to go as deeper as he liked right there in the middle of a football field.

She grasped his hair with her hands holding on to him.

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Bella smiled at the thought of their first kiss, she had to keep remembering to breathe. It was funny, because he wouldn't stop teasing her about it. About how he took her breath away. He was one cocky son-of-a-bitch after all.

"Bella, where are you?" he asked shaking her out of her daydream.

"Oh… I'm sorry," she mumbled tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear, looking down at her hands on her lap and then back at him smiling with the scarlet color tingeing her cheeks.

He laughed resting his head on his palm, while resting his weight on his elbow to lean down to her body.

"What's on your mind?"

"I was just…" she hesitated a little, "Thinking about our first kiss," she confessed after awhile.

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"How come?"

"I don't know," she shrugged her shoulders feeling stupid all the sudden.

He stared at her for a moment. She looked so flushed and cute that he simple had to taunt her about it.

"You totally jumped me."

She widened her eyes in surprise.

"You, asshole! I did not!"

"And, you, enjoyed it"

"I had sun strike, I wasn't thinking clearly," she dared.

He laughed while widening his eyes so wide that she thought they were gonna pop out.

"How about now?" he said still laughing as he leaned down to her and caught her lips with his. She smiled into them and kissed him back properly; not like the peck on the lips she gave him when he came in. Before her breath faltered, he pulled away, but not enough for her to see anything but him.

"Are you thinking clearly now?" he mumbled, his lips brushing against hers as he talked. She stared intently at his eyes and then began to lick her bottom lip to press her lips tightly together. But then his tongue caught hers just in time, giving her a wide grin. She laughed and kissed him back equally strong, when his mouth pushed against hers.

His hands moving down to her sides, pushing lower to her hips and settling in between her thighs opening them a little to make room for some desired friction.

He groaned when his member made contact with her center.

Almost there Houston.

He grinned at the thought while lifting her shirt up a little bit just to give him a perfect view of her belly. His mouth moved lower to her jaw, then down to her neck, nibbling on it lightly, as she moaned underneath him.

His hands were moving her panties down to get to their desired haven.

"You're soaking, baby," he whispered hotly in her ear as she pushed her hips up to gain more friction. He pushed his pelvis down hard against hers, making her groan to let her know who was still boss here.

He lifted himself up to take in her state. Her shirt was lifted up to her ribs and her panties were almost by her ankles now. His eyes darkened at the sight; and his 'buddy' was threatening to come out of his pants any minute now if he didn't hurry.

Easy 'buddy', it will all be worth it.

With his fingers, he pushed her knees to bend them and pushed her panties all the way down; giving himself free room against his private heaven.

"Sweet…" he mumbled diving down not giving his mouth a rest when he pushed his tongue on her clit, making her moan.

He licked her folds making her gasp time and time again. Making sure his tongue encircled her and he pushed her to the edge. His arms held her legs above his shoulders, as he went deeper –if possible - in her.

"Edward," she moaned his name.

She grasped him by his hair, clinging into him, not that she had to worry. He was not going anywhere now.

"Let go," he whispered hoarsely and she did.

After she came down from her bliss, he hovered over her with a grin on his face, holding his weight with his arms, not to completely crush her

She grinned back at him and he laughed; hiding his face in her neck.

"I love you," she whispered still coming down from her bliss.

"I love you," he said giving her a peck on the lips.

"You're painfully pressing down on me," she said with a laugh. He looked down at his crouch and groaned.

"Trust me, I'm aware of it"

Her cell phone rang, she just ignored it.

"Wanna help me out with my problem?" he grinned down at her. She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You should get that," she teased him.

"I'm seriously not leaving this room if we do not have sex," he implored.

"Have fun," she smirked and he gave her a look.

A knock at her door brought them back from their daze.

"Bella, your dad's on the phone." Angela called out from behind the door.

"You have got to be kidding me!" Edward shook his head 'no'.

"C'mon, move," she whispered untangling her arms from his neck.

"Bella," he sighed lifting himself off her, when she pushed on his chest to get up.

"Coming," she yelled to Angela while putting her panties back on.

He put his hands on his lap while giving her a stern look.

Right after she walked out, his cell phone rang. And without even bothering to look at the ID – cause he knew for sure that it was Emmet hurrying his ass to go to the mall – he flipped it open and answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey, baby, where are you? I miss you," Edward widened his eyes and almost gasped.

"You, son of a bitch!"

"You kiss your mother with that mouth?"

"I don't speak with my mother,"

"You should! To set me up, you know?" he laughed.

"Shut the fuck up!" Edward snapped playfully putting an end to it before James could go on and on about his mother.

"What's a guy to do?"

"When are you bringing your ass back here, man?"

"Oh… still interested in my ass, I see?"

Edward managed not to laugh.

"I think Bella's not doing the job," he could practically see him smirking right about now.

"Dude, I swear to God!" Edward threatened.

James laughed.

"Alright, alright… I'm gonna talk to her, try and see if she gets inspired somehow,"

"James…" Edward warned not jokingly this time.

"Keep your panties on! Geezz…" James screamed to calm him down. He hated it when he got like this, even if he brought it up every time he could.

He enjoyed seeing Edward all hot and bothered over nothing, even if it was poor Bella who paid the consequences in the end.

In fact, he was the one to cause most of their fights, because he'd always liked to see Edward pawn over everybody else who dared to step in their way. It provided him with a sense of authority over everybody else.

James was just like a kid.

He liked attention. He kept the pace with the reputation that preceded him; and didn't bother to set people straight either. He was a big bad influence on Edward, not that he had anything to do with it. But whenever Edward and James got together, they had to go and torment some other people.

It didn't make things easier for Edward and Bella either. They would fight constantly because of stupid comments James would instigate that were made while he was drunk, so he could apologize groggily in the morning to Bella as per usual. Not to blame James for Edward's attitude, it's just the fact that they would get extremely annoying when they were together.

You could barely talk to Edward when he was with James, either because they were almost always drunk or because he would just make fun of you, like a kid would.

Bella came back inside her room furrowing her eyebrows at Edward who was still on the phone looking like he was having fun with a certain conversation.

"Are you back?"

"Yes and no. I'm about four more hours on the main highway. But I'm too tired to do anything tonight and I have to make a stop first. So, I don't know how long that will take…" he cut him off almost instantly.

"Don't be a pussy, let's have a drink or something," Edward insisted.

"Now you're just saying that 'cause you're not getting one particular pussy,"

"Dude! I'm gonna kick your ass," James laughed.

"But you're not getting this one either, man, I'm too tired. I'll probably see you tomorrow,"

"Dude, what the fuck? You can't be for real!"

Bella wrapped herself in the sheets again looking at Edward cautiously. When she pulled the covers over her head, he patted her on her legs and moved his finger side to side, saying 'no' and then gave her a view of his watch. She groaned.

She had planned to stay in bed today.

"I don't know, man, I'll talk to you later. I just wanted to ask if you remembered taking my girl to her appointment?"

"I'm on it," Edward sighed.

"Thanks, man, I'll see you around then."

"Pussy," Edward mumbled and laughed before hanging up.

"Who was that?" Bella asked taking her shirt off while grabbing some panties and a bra.

"James," and immediately Bella turned around giving him a tired look.

"What?" he almost wanted to laugh.

"When is he coming back?" she asked almost afraid of the answer.

"He's on his way," Edward explained while putting his blackberry away. She sighed, "But he's being a pussy and doesn't want to go out tonight," he mumbled stirring on the bed.

She let out a sigh of relief while walking to the bathroom.

"You have a problem with my friends, Bella?"

"Not at all, just with clowns in general," she shrugged her shoulders.

"Bella, don't make fun of my friends."

"Hey, at least you're allowed to have them," she sounded a little bitter but disguised it with some irony, enough to not set him off completely.

"I heard that," he said while she closed the door of her bathroom.

He sighed, shaking his head.

**********

After taking Lola to her appointment, Bella and Edward, hand in hand took a walk around the mall looking for nothing in specific.

"Want an ice cream?" Edward asked bored after a while of not finding anything to catch his attention.

She shrugged her shoulders and nodded pulling her hair out of her face.

"Alice is going crazy over her birthday," Bella pointed out after a while of sitting at a table in silence while eating her ice cream.

He nodded not commenting on it.

"That should take a while," Bella tried to make conversation.

"It's like in... what? Three weeks?" Edward asked.

Bella nodded.

"You did know that she's planning a weekend in Vegas to celebrate, right?" Edward asked her, Bella widened her eyes in surprise.

"You're kidding!"

"No, Jasper told me, she doesn't want any of us to know – wants to keep it as a surprise or something - but she's planning it big time," Bella shook her head, "You know Alice, she won't back down,"

"I'm not sure I can afford that,"

"Are we seriously having this conversation?" he cocked his eyebrow.

She sighed; Edward would even get upset if she bought her movie ticket.

"She's renting a flat for everyone, you know Daddy Brandon; 'all his girl wants, she gets',"

"That's the problem with you rich kids," she teased at him eating a spoon of her peanut butter ice cream.

He glared at her.

"All it takes is a phone call to daddy dearest," she mumbled.

Edward knew she just wanted to get to him. So, he was for once being the better person and let her get away with it. He wasn't in the mood to fight with Bella right now.

She could be a bitch when she wanted to, though.

She went on when he didn't respond.

"I would never be so ecstatic over a birthday, let alone preparing one," he gave her a smirk.

"That's because most of the girls actually care about things like that," he teased trying to get back at her but in a teasing manner.

She was never such a girly-girl, she was just Bella; plain old white Bella.

"I'm not 'most girls'!" she scoffed.

"I know that," he smirked.

"And I never intend to be one!"

"Fine by me."

"Or maybe I should be more like Tanya, you would like that I guess," she focused her eyes on her cup and he laughed, she just wanted to rip his testicles off.

She glared at him.

"I don't have to explain myself" he shrugged.

Jerk!

"I didn't ask you to, but clearly you felt the need to point that out, huh?" she dared.

"You're just trying to fight and I'm not in the mood,"

She shook her head but tore her eyes away from him.

Unbelievable!

"I wasn't trying to fight, I just want you to be clear for once and tell me what the hell are you doing?" before she could finish, he let out a desperate sigh in annoyance.

"God! If I hear that one more time!"

"Edward, c'mon you're passing me out as a fool here!"

"Tanya means shit to me, okay? She's just a retarded bitch…" but he stopped when she cut him off.

"Whom you're screwing!" she pointed out.

"NO! As a matter of fact I am not…" she cut him off again.

"Right!"

"Let's just go!" he sighed throwing his cup and his chair when he stood up harshly.

She sighed while shaking her head, knowing this is how far the conversation would go.

"Take me home," she said in a small voice once they were in the car.

"You don't wanna come and stay for awhile?" he asked.

"No, I have to do some… stuff," she said after hesitating a while.

He turned to look at her for the longest time ever.

"That sounds convincing," he snapped.

"I don't care how convincing you think it sounds frankly," she looked up to look at him. Her hair getting in the way. He gave her a glare and took her face by her chin making sure she looked at him.

"Stop being a bitch," she struggled to get away from him but he held her face up so she'd look at him. Her hand tried to push his hand away, but he only leaned in and crashed his lips against hers; giving her a hard kiss on the mouth.

The resentment clearly there in between them, showing itself in that kiss.

He pulled away letting go of her and she jerked her head to the other side so she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing her upset while he started the car.

When he was pulling over to the parking of her residence, he got a text from James saying he was on for tonight, which were not good news to Bella at all.

"I'll pick you up at 8," he called out from the window while she was getting inside, giving him no answer at all.

*********

"Bella," James greeted with a clever smirk on his face.

"James," she greeted somehow bitterly.

She didn't have anything against him, really. She just wasn't high on making fun of people or hanging out with bullies.

And sadly this was James' favorite past-time activity.

He was a great guy when he wanted to be, or when he was sleepy.

Edward and James greeted with the usual man hand-shake and the bump of the shoulder.

"You took your time," Edward gave him a punch on the shoulder while wrapping an arm around Bella's shoulders.

"I was playing the field, dude," James laughed.

"Tell me all about it while we go," Edward said walking to his car.

"Ok, let me lock up here." James nodded.

Edward and Bella made their way to the car in utter silence which unsettled Edward greatly.

"What's wrong?" he asked, leaning his elbow to the open window and tilting his head to his right side to see her eyes. She just looked down at her lap shrugging her shoulders.

"I'm sorry for being a bitch today," she said in a small voice.

He was utterly speechless to say the least.

"It's okay…" but she cut in quickly.

"I'm not sorry about what I said," she said quickly, "…it's just wasn't the way," her eyes draw his in.

"Where are you getting with this?"

"I just wanted to get it out of the way."

"No, you just want to fight, that's all you want," he said tiredly, she laughed with no humor.

"How long are we gonna take this?"

"As long as I feel like it," for some reason he thought she was talking about tonight's adventure. When she gave him a small smile that let him know better, he shook his head and gave her a disgusted look that it was more of a hurt expression than anything else.

"Bella, I don't know what to do anymore…" he stopped talking when James got in the car and she turned her head away so James wouldn't see her eyes water or how intense was the moment he just walked in.

"Let's do this!"

A/N: Clapsss to my wonderful beta, TwiDi (Dina)