Summary: Chocolate. Carbohydrates. Edward Cullen. These are the things Bella Swan tries to resist. But some things are harder to resist than others.

A/N: This is my first ever story, I've wanted to write this for time now but I've never actually had the time to. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I will enjoy writing it!

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns all things twilight. I just like to mix things up abit and have some fun. :)

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"Just taste it Bella," Rosalie sighed. "And would you stop looking at it like it's going to bite you." I pulled a face at her. I know I was acting like a total fucking twelve year old, I just didn't approve of me and alcohol mixed together. I'd obviously had it before and let's say I'm more eighteen than twelve.

Rosalie and myself were sleeping over at Alice's. Why Alice's you ask? Because her house was fucking huge. Her bathroom alone was bigger than my entire house. Okay, maybe not that big but sleepovers were best kept here. Esme and Carlisle, Alice's parents; were out of town due to business purposes. And they were sweet enough to let us stay.

I grabbed it out of her hand, tipping my head back and downing the tequila in one. I grimaced as it burned my throat and wiped my mouth. "Happy?" I handed the shot glass back to Rosalie.

Alice walked in with a box full of face masks. She raised an eyebrow at me. "Bella, let's not forget what happened the last time you took a shot."

"That was multiple shots Alice, and besides it's just you and Rose. I highly doubt that I could embarrass myself anymore in front of you guys."

Alice tossed the box onto her bed, she giggled. "True. I'll never forget the look on Mike's face when you practically jumped on his table at the party."

I rolled my eyes, the amount of times that story had been told. Rosalie sat down next to me and Alice and she placed a bottle of tequila on the floor, smirking.

"Who wants to go first?"

Alice squealed, "ME!" we giggled, and if there was anyone to get pissed before we'd even started it was definitely Alice. "Never have I ever kissed someone on the first date."

Rose and myself laughed, pouring the liquid into our shot glasses and downing them. It was my turn, "Never have I ever," I paused. "Smoked weed,"

Alice giggled, pouring herself a glass and tipping her had back. Rose's eyes widened but a smirk played on her lips.

"You little devil you." Alice stuck her tongue out, sucking a lemon.

It then proceeded around the circle until I could guarantee my tongue had fallen off at some point in the game and I felt so lightheaded and tipsy.

Alice squealed, "Okay! Bella, come here. You need to try this on." I stumbled over to her and she squatted to the floor, her tiny head disappeared into a box before pulling out a lacy short pink dress with bunny ears.

"This would look so sexy on you." She tossed one to Rosalie and I stripped of my pyjamas to replace it with this cute bunny dress. "Put on your bunny ears Bella!"

I didn't bother asking her where she got these outfits from. Because it was Alice and she has a way with words when she's drunk and the last thing I need is a detailed description of her kinky sex life.

We danced around Alice's rooms like fools, laughing so hard our eyes started to well up with tears. "I wonder what Emmett will think of you Rose," Alice winked.

Rosalie and Emmett weren't exactly an item, but they definitely had the hots for each other. I mean, you could just sit in the same room with them both and pretty much feel the sexual tension in the air.

Bzzt Bzzt

Alice's phone buzzed and she opened her text and frowned, "Speaking of Emmett," Rose's head snapped up. "He and Edward are outside now. I didn't know they'd be home this early." Though it wasn't really early. It was 12:15

I stood up, stumbling a little. I groaned, "I need the piss."

Rosalie raised an eyebrow, "Bella, you're pissed. And you barely drank because you're such a goody two shoes,"

I flipped her the finger, "Im a lightweight, go easy on me. We can't all be hardcore like you," I heard her snort as I made my way down the hall, I stumbled over what seemed to be a wire and face planted the floor.

Ouch, this is why I never drank. Walking straight seemed to be a problem for me.

"Belly boo?" I heard a chuckle and then footsteps and I quickly jumped to my feet, holding on to the wall to save myself from any more embarrassment.

Emmet McCarty's dimpled face came into view and I giggled. "Hi Emmy, please tell me you didn't just see that." I slurred a little.

He raised an eyebrow, smirking before engulfing me into a hug. I squeaked, pushing against his chest. "You're squashing me," I breathed out, he gave me one final squeeze and then pulled back.

"Well fuck, what are you doing dressed as a bunny tripping over air." He teased, I scowled. "But a cute bunny nonetheless." He winked at me, and that's when I realised Alice's older brother Edward was behind him.

I heard Rose screech Emmett's name and he quickly mumbled something before heading off into her direction. Edward cleared his throat and my gaze met his. I blushed under his stare.

I mentally cursed Alice for dressing me up a bunny. Especially when said bunny dress barely covered my arse cheeks. And no doubt I looked like an absolute idiot in front of Edward. It didn't help that he was insanely hot.

"Hi." I breathed.

Edward looked me up and down, I was sure he ogled the cleavage that was peeking through longer than he should have but that could have been the alcohol speaking.

He ran a hand through his brown locks. Gosh his hair was gorgeous. And then he snorted. "What the fuck are you wearing Bella?"

Now normally I would have blushed a hundred shades of pink and retreated back to Alice's room, praying to the gods that he didn't just see me in a flimsy bunny dress. But I was drunk, and I couldn't help but think I made him insanely uncomfortable in it.

"Why? Do you like it?" I looked up at him through my lashes. God, he was tall.

He smirks and reaches inside his jean pocket to pull out a pack of cigarettes. His eyes never leave my face and he takes one out and ignites the end. He moves close and raises his chin so that he exhales skyward. His eyes are still on me as they travel up and down my body deliberately slow.

My heart is hammering away inside my chest. Im nervous, that's for sure. He reaches his free hand out and curves a knuckle down the side of my face. He leaned in close and I could feel his breath on my neck.

"You make a really cute bunny," and with that said, he walks past me and into what I presume is his bedroom.

I let out a shaky breath I didn't realise I'd been holding in.

Jesus.

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