Disclaimer: I own nothing but this plot.

Summary: Bella doesn't come from the best of homes; That is why she seeks comfort of the school hottie, Edward Cullen. What kind of comfort? Read to find out.

Ok so this story was originally supposed to be a humorfic, but I think some drama works better for this fic. Tell me what you think? (After you finish reading of course)

So I walked through to the haze
And a million dirty waves
Now I see you lying there
Like a lilo, losing air... air
Black rocks on the shoreline surf
Still that summer I cannot bear
And I wipe the sand from my eyes
It's the Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna
leave the horror, yeah...

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and then it's future dust

-Spanish Sahara by Foals

Chapter 1: The Cure

Bella fumbled with the note in her hands as she waited for the doors of the Cullen mansion to open. In the note was the address to the house of the famous Edward Cullen, or what Forks High referred to him as 'the school hottie'.

Almost everyone knew of his address except for Bella, who got the information from her best friend Angela Webber. She never gave the Cullen much thought until now. Her reasons for her visit were hard to explain, in purest terms. Bella wanted Edward to fuck her. It sounded crude for a girl of seventeen to have such thoughts but Bella had her reasons-or so she thinks.

With what felt like hours, the doors opened revealing an older woman with rich caramel hair and a warm smile. Bella assumed that the woman in front of her was Edward's mother.

"Hello dear, what can I help you with?" The sweet woman asked her.

Bella was nervous. The lump in her throat and her shaking legs prevented her from concentrating on what to say.

"Umm I'm Bella Swan, Edward's classmate. Is he available now?" Bella replied to the woman before she can run away.

"Yes. He's in his room now. I'll take you there."

Bella entered the house and immediately followed Esme upstairs to the second floor. She didn't have much time to look at every detail of the house but judging by the decor and the cleanliness she saw, it appeared that the Cullens were well kept. Although the house from outside already screamed money.

Esme lead Bella to a door down the hallway where Edward's room was. She knocked and waited for her son to reply. After a 'come in', both women entered.

"Edward, there's a girl from your school who is here to see you." Esme turn to Bella. "Bella Swan correct?"

"Yes." She said, but it came out nothing more than a whisper. Bella was shocked speechless at what she saw. Edward was beautiful, of course, but at that moment he looked like a god.

Edward was doing pull ups on a metal piece hanging on the top part of the doorway to his closet. His shirt was discarded and all was left what his toned body and sweat dripping down his chest.

When Bella had replied, Edward detached himself from the exercise equipment and grabbed a nearby towel to rub the sweat off his face.

"Ok, so I'll leave you two alone." Esme was left her son's room, but not before adding.

"Oh and Edward. Put a shirt on." She said, pointing her eyes at Bella to remind her son that there was a new lady present in the house and he should show some modesty.

Edward laughed and picked up his shirt to slip on, but Bella stopped his movements before he could go any further. The shirt dropped on the floor, soon to be long forgotten.

Edward stared at the girl, confused, wondering what her problem was.

"I need to talk to you."

Edward smirked.

"With me shirtless?"

Bella blushed and then let go of his arm which she had grabbed to stop his previous movements.

"Actually I came here because I wanted to ask you if you could do something for me."

"Ok..." Edward dragged on, telling her to continue.

"This may seem strange but I was wondering if you could..well..how do I say this?" Bella bit her lip, unsure of how to say what she wanted to.

"Just say it." Edward encouraged and pushed a strand of Bella's hair behind one ear.

Feeling a sudden rush of courage, Bella blurted out, "I want you to have sex with me."

She could see the confusion on Edward's face, who probably wondered where this was coming from.

"If you don't want to that's fine. I mean we haven't really spoken more than a few words during class so I wouldn't b..." Edward placed a finger on her mouth to shush her.

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why do you want to have sex with me? And the real reason. Don't just say cause I make you hot." Edward smirked and Bella rolled her eyes at him.

"Because..," Bella took a deep breath before continuing. "Because I want to feel something. And I know that you.." She trailed off at the end because there was no need to explain the rest. Edward knew.

It was no secret at their school that he was the best lover anyone could want. Unlike most of the boys in the school who were selfish lovers, only thinking about getting release and talking about pussy between classes, Edward truly cared for the women he took the bed. He treated them with respect. And that was what Bella wanted. Repsect. Lately she felt like that was what was lacking in her life.

Edward looked at her for a while, making Bella uneasy. Finally, he gave her an answer.

"Ok. But only if that's what you want. I don't want you regretting it afterwards."

"I won't." Bella whispered. With that said, Edward took her face between his warm hands and crashed his lips to hers.

His lips were smooth, warm, and tasted like berries, Bella thought. Out if all the lips she had sampled, his was the sweetest.

As she opened her mouth in a gasp, Edward thrusted his warm tongue, intertwining both of theirs so that their sweet flavors mixed.

After a while of kissing and groping, Edward began pulling Bella's clothes, until all was left was her bra and panties; They were black and lace for the occasion, knowing it would make her look sexy.

Edward led her to his bed and laid her down so that her head was lying on his fluffy pillows.

Before continuing, he got up and locked the door to his room to give them privacy.

Watching him move around, Bella felt an uncontrollable wave of lust at the site of the beautiful boy in nothing but a pair of shorts. Her mouth watered and she began instinctively massaging her breast. She noticed the lustful look on Edward's face as he returned to the bed and kneeled next to her form. There was no doubt in her mind that he wanted her.

"Bella, are you a virgin?"

The girl blushed at his question because truth is she was. Bella was worried that he would reject her because of her lack of experience. Slowly, she nodded.

Edward smiled which she took as an act of reassurance.

"I'll go slow then." That was the last thing he said before he crashed his lips to Bella's.

Wow, I'm such a lemonblocker. Sorry guys.

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Ok so since this week is my graduation *pat on back*, there will be no update until next week. So expect a new chapter maybe Friday or Saturday.

See you next week!