A/N: Hey. First Twilight fic. Well, if you can call it that. It is, after all, only a one-shot. Rated M for a reason. ;)
I don't own the characters. I wish I did though. Alice and Bella would have been very happy together without Edward if I had my way, I assure you.
But sadly, I don't own them, so this is just a little something that I thought of the other day. It's in Bella's POV, and it's basically just her reflecting on various important aspects of her relationship with Alice.
I also don't own the song, instead the wonderfully talented Avril Lavigne does. I thought it fit pretty well at first, but now I'm not so sure. So let me know what you think.
Enjoy.
You're so good to me, baby baby
Even after a year together, I still can't believe that you're mine. The first time I saw you, I knew there was something about you. Something that I had to have. No matter what I had to do to get it.
I remember what you were wearing that first fateful day. The shortest black skirt I've ever seen in my life, yet on you it didn't look slutty. You had on a tight-fitting black and white top that was high-necked, leaving little and everything to the imagination at the same time. And my imagination was working over-time.
And you had on heels that were about six inches. I realised why you wore them, though, when you stood in front of me. Now I'm not tall, but even sat down and in those shoes you looked tiny.
"Is this seat taken?" You asked me. Your voice was heavenly. There were loads of other seats free, so I felt a flicker of hope at the fact that you wanted to sit next to me.
"Nope. Feel free." I probably sounded like I was mentally handicapped, seeing as it took me about three minutes to answer you. I was so amazed that you actually wanted to be near me.
I wasn't exactly plain, but I was nothing compared to you. I was slender, but not in the athletic way. You had a body to die for. I had plain old chocolate brown eyes, you had sparkling blue ones that I could fall into forever. You knew how to dress to accentuate your figure; I just threw on whatever I could find in the morning. My hair was an unremarkable shade of dark brown, straight, while yours was jet black and stood out in every direction. I wanted nothing more than to run my fingers through it.
You sat down then, and we got talking. And we didn't stop until the lecturer came into the room. I was amazed that we had so much in common. It just made me like you even more.
I want to lock you up in my closet
Where no one's around
It turned out that was the only class we had together, but it was enough. Ancient History. It was my favourite class, mainly because you were sat next to me. I told you as much, one stupid afternoon, but you took it lightly and laughed. I was addicted to that sound – it could brighten up even my worst day.
I blushed after I let that slip, and you told me that I looked cute when I blushed. So naturally it happened even more. Soon the four hours we spent in such close proximity a week started to drive me insane.
You were so close, yet I was terrified of saying or doing anything to scare you away. I didn't even know if you were gay. And yet I was obsessed with you. It wasn't until much later that you told me you had felt the exact same way. If we hadn't have been so scared of the others response we would have been together for much longer. I regret that sometimes, but then I remember the times we've spent together and treasure them.
I want to put your hand in my pocket
Because you're allowed
As the weeks passed, I started to think of ways to get you to go out with me. Neither of us had mentioned past relationships during any of the time we spent together, and I wasn't willing to be the first to bring it up.
I used to think of scenarios where I'd tell you how I felt, and you'd tell me that you felt the same and then we'd do some inappropriate things in my dorm room. I didn't have a roommate, so when I was in there I had uninterrupted time to think about you.
I wanted you so much more than I'd ever wanted anyone else, and that scared me so much. Sometimes I didn't want you to feel the same way about me. That would certainly be easier that confronting the strong feelings I had for you when we hadn't even been on a date yet.
I want to drive you into the corner
And kiss you without a sound
We started getting closer after a while. We used to go for coffee after every class. And then we'd just talk about anything and everything. Once we sat there for four hours, neither of us having the willpower to move. Or I didn't anyway. I don't know about you.
I could listen to you talk for hours. I loved learning more and more about you – like the way your eyes light up and you started talking slightly faster than normal when something excited you. Or the way you played with your hands when you were bored. Learning little things like that about you made the fact that I couldn't be with you how I wanted to be bearable.
I want to stay this way forever
I'll say it loud
I remember the conversation that changed everything. We were sat down for our coffee, and I got a call from my ex. Rosalie. Needless to say, things hadn't worked out too well between us.
So, she called me to shout at me, and you noticed how upset I was. You made me tell you what was wrong, who had made me upset. So I told you. I said it was my ex-girlfriend.
I expected you to run away, or recoil, or something but you didn't. You just moved closer to me and hugged me. You smelt indescribable. You didn't say anything, you just held me for a while. And I cried. Even though it had been months since we ended, Rosalie had hurt me, bad. And even though I hated getting upset about it again, I did. But you were there through it, and you helped me so much by not even doing anything.
I think that was the day I fell in love with you.
Now you're in and you can't get out
I remember when you asked me out for the first time. You looked so nervous. As if I could ever say no to you. And when I said yes, you looked so happy. It was adorable. I could have jumped you right there and then. It took all of my self control not to. I nearly kissed you, but decided a public place probably wasn't the best place for our first kiss.
So I hugged you instead. And you hugged me back, seemingly relieved that I hadn't turned you down.
You make me so hot, make me wanna drop
You're so ridiculous, I can barely stop
I can hardly breathe, you make me wanna scream
Our first date was by far the best that I've ever been on. But maybe I was just biased because I liked you so much more than anyone else I'd ever dated. But still, it was pretty awesome.
You picked me up, right on time, and walked me to your car. I must have looked really confused, because you took one look at me and started laughing. And told me to get in the car. So I did.
It was only when we got to the end of the road that I realised we'd be walking the rest of the way. It was a good thing you'd told me to wear sensible footwear. You led me through the woods a little way, and then we broke through into the most beautiful meadow I have ever seen in my life.
It was a perfect circle, with two rocks in the dead centre of it. In-between them was a picnic blanket, with a basket next to it. There were candles dotted around the rocks, but they weren't needed because the full moon shone into the meadow filling it with silvery light.
I hadn't heard you behind me, so I turned around to see where you were. You were watching me, seeing my reaction. You looked nervous again, and you were so beautiful in the moonlight that it was almost painful.
"Do you like it?" You asked me.
"It's perfect. Just like you." Then I closed the little distance between us and brushed my lips against yours. Soft, sweet. Then I pulled back and you still had your eyes closed, so I couldn't resist kissing you again.
This time wasn't as sweet though. You buried your hands in my hair to keep me close to you, and my hands moved to your waist to pull you ever closer. We only broke apart when oxygen became a necessity.
You're so fabulous, you're so good to me, baby baby
You're so good to me, baby baby
I've never looked back from that first date. I love you more than ever now, and every moment with you has been perfect. You take care of me more than anyone else has ever even tried to, and I'm so grateful
I still don't think that I deserve you, even though you always say it's you who is the lucky one.
I can make you feel all better
Just take it in
And I can show you all the places
You've never been
The first time I told you I loved you was after we'd been dating for three months. I waited that long because I didn't want to scare with how I felt. And then way you looked at me after I said it made me wonder how I could ever doubt that you felt the same way.
You told me that you loved me too, and that you'd started falling for me the second you'd laid eyes on me. That you'd fallen in love with me on that first date. And then we kissed for what seemed like hours, even though it wasn't long enough for me.
And I can make you say everything
That you never said
And I will let you do anything
Again and again
I remember the day that we decided to tell our parents that we were together. You parents knew you were gay, they just didn't know that you had a girlfriend. Charlie and Renee? Not so much.
So we decided that introducing me to your parents first would be easiest. It was the week before our six month anniversary. You said it was the first time they'd ever met anybody officially, which made me a little nervous.
That didn't last for long, though. Carlisle and Esme are two of the nicest people I've ever met. They made me feel welcome instantly, which I will be eternally grateful for.
I also had them to thank for you, of course, so there was no way that I couldn't like them. I was just relieved that they accepted me. Even more so after the way Charlie reacted. It made me appreciate the relationship that you had with them even more.
Now you're in and you can't get out
You came with me to tell my parents. Both of them, even though it must have cost you far too much to fly to Forks and Florida. I was so happy you came though. I don't know what I would have done without you.
You stood by me all of the way. Even when Charlie told me that I could consider myself disowned as long as I 'wasn't normal'. Even when he ranted at me for over an hour.
As soon as we were outside, I broke down. And you held me and let me cry and told me it was all going to be ok, even though we both knew that it wasn't. I knew you were worried that I'd leave you because of his reaction, but if anything it just made me want to be with you even more, and prove that I could have a lasting relationship with you.
Renee was fine with us though. She said that she'd always suspected (what with me never having a boyfriend and all) and that me and you were perfect together. I could have cried. She also told me that Charlie was just shocked and would come around eventually. I said nothing.
He still hasn't spoken to me, nearly six months on.
You make me so hot, make me wanna drop
I'll never get tired of the feeling of you lips against my own. You're kissing me hard, now, and pressing me back against the door of our room. I don't remember how we got up here, and I don't really care.
All I care about is having more of you.
You press yourself against me more, and I can feel your heart pounding wildly in your chest. It still amazes me that I can make you feel the same things that you make me feel.
You're so ridiculous, I can barely stop
I push back against you, moving us back towards our bed. The back of your knees hit it first, and we fall back onto it, me on top of you. Your legs fall open and one of my thighs comes between both of yours and you moan at the contact.
I pull back so that I'm straddling you, and then remove you're the black dress that you're wearing from your body, leaving you in you black lace underwear. Which will look much better on the floor.
I can hardly breathe, you make me wanna scream
In no time at all, you've ripped my own dress off and it's joined yours on the floor. And your lips are assaulting my neck in the most heavenly way. I don't know how you ended up on top of me, but you are.
I tilt my head so you can have better access, and can't hold back a moan when you bite softly on my pulse point. My hand tightens in her hair as you move downwards, kissing every inch of exposed skin.
I never want you stop. I could die right now and I'd be happy.
You're so fabulous, you're so good to me
Your hands are everywhere, and it's nothing has ever felt so fucking good. One hand reaches to cup on of my breast, and I can do nothing but moan at the contact. I don't think I could have formed words even if I had the capability.
You other hand is behind me, undoing my bra, before moving down and pressing me harder into you. If there had been any space between us, there was none now.
You lips move further down my body, and you take my bra off completely, throwing it onto the floor along with the rest of our clothes. I don't know how I manage to remove yours, too, but somehow I manage, and then you're pressed against me again, and nothing can compare to the feeling of you against me, skin against skin. We fit together perfectly, just like we always have.
You make me so hot, make me wanna drop
You move to my breasts now, taking one of my nipples in between your teeth with the other is between your fingers. My head falls back, and my eyes flutter closed automatically, because really, there's nothing else to do when you touch you me like that.
But soon it's too much to bear and I need you to move lower. You just smirk at me, though, knowing what I want but not willing to give it to me yet.
"What? What do you want me to do Bella?" You look so hot right now, your eyes are darker than usual, and I love how it's me that's done that, that it's me who makes you feel like that. I know I must look like that too.
You're so ridiculous, I can barely stop
"I want you to fuck me, Ali. Please, I need you. It's been too long." By the end my voice is a breathy whisper, because really, it has been too long. Two months is far too long for me to be away from you. And it's far too long for me to not be able to touch you. And God, do I need that right now.
"Your wish, my command." And then you're moving again, still kissing every inch of skin that you can. When you get to my underwear, you drag them down with your teeth. Just to make me wait a little bit longer. Just to make it just that little bit more unendurable.
I think I'm about to explode from desire when you finally, finally, get the stupid thing off me. But then you stop again. And you're smirking again. And you are so paying for this later. I swear.
I can hardly breathe, you make me wanna scream
"Ali….."
"What Bells?"
"Cut the crap and fuck me already. I need you. Inside me. Now." My voice is barely a growl now, and I see you smirk slightly in response to my tone.
Not that I care, because the next minute you've done what I want, and all coherent thought is gone. You move back up to my lips again, and kiss me hard as you thrust three fingers into me.
One of my hands curls into your hair again, pulling you closer to me, because I never want to let you go. The other moves to your ass, pulling you down onto me harder than before. We both groan slightly at the contact.
You're so fabulous, you're so good to me, baby baby
You pull back from me unexpectedly, and an incoherent sound escapes my mouth at the sudden loss of contact.
But then your tongue replaces your fingers and I think I'm in heaven. It's only you that's ever made me feel like this. No-one else has even come close.
I can feel the muscles in my stomach tightening, so I know I'm close, and I tell you. But that just makes you increase your pace, and it doesn't take me long to fall over the edge.
You just hold me, then, as waves of pleasure take over me, and you kiss me softly while I recover.
Which takes a while. You're too good in bed for your own good. Honestly.
You're so good to me, baby baby
You're so good
Kiss me gently
Always I know
Hold me, love me
Don't ever go, yeah
I want you forever. My life would be incomplete without you. It would be unbearable to live without you. I can barely even comprehend a life where I couldn't see you every day, to not be able to kiss you, or hold you, or even touch you, even innocently.
I hope you feel the same way. I always doubt that you do, because I could never be so lucky as to have you in my life for the rest of it. Even waking up next to you in the morning still amazes me sometimes. I've never had this much good fortune.
I suppose I'm still waiting for it to be taking away from me. For you to be taking away from me.
But I hope that never happens, because I love you, so, so much. And, by some miracle, you love me too. So I hope that means that we can be together forever. Cause that's all I want right now.
You.
You make me so hot, make me wanna drop
You're so ridiculous, I can barely stop
I can hardly breathe, you make me wanna scream
You're so fabulous, you're so good to me, baby baby
You're so good to me, baby baby