Alright, so I recently watched the movie Greenstreet Hooligans, which is fantastic by the way, and it inspired this story. It just inspired it, which means that this storyline is strictly my own, it's not the same storyline as the movie, which makes sense because if you've seen the movie you know there is no finding your one true love in it. But that is mainly what this story is about. There will be a lot of British slang. At the end of each chapter I will have notes explaining what some slang means. It's going to be told back and forth between Edward and Bella's POV. There will also be drama and sadness later on. But I'm going to try and not make it so depressing. OK, so let's get this story on the road!

Green Street Hooligan Love

Neither Twilight nor Greenstreet Hooligans belong to me. I just take things and make stories with them. (:

Chapter 1

EPOV

Freggin' blokes not knowing what the fuck they're doing. This is only the second bloody year I've run this firm. But it doesn't make a difference. The buggers are supposed to know how to fight, and now I'm two men down. And it's all because we weren't fucking prepared.

My name is Edward Cullen. I'm 23 years old and run one of the most respected firms in the whole UK. The firm is known as the CFE, or Cullen Firm Elite. We arrange fights after football games, and, most of the time, win. Tonight was an exception. We didn't have my brother Emmett, our biggest guy, because Rosie, his wife, was giving birth to a baby boy. Fuck that. A family wouldn't do anything but screw everything up. She hated Em being in the CFE, even threatened to leave the poor bastard once. But he knew she never could, just like she understood he couldn't leave his blokes.

We were leaving Upton Park to go fight fucking Birmingham. Ben and Tyler were going to skip out on this one and just meet us back up at the pub. But Birmingham had other plans. They won the game so they figured that meant they got to start the fight and met us at the gates, taking us all by surprise. Not on my bloody turf. We wailed on the buggers, but without Em and Ben and Tyler being out of it from our last fight, we couldn't hack it. Jasper, my first mate, and I were headed to Em's. He had called and told us that his boy was here and we had to come see him.

"Jazz, we have to be ready for the game at the end of the week. We aren't going to let any mother fuckers near us," I told him as we walked up to Emmett's house.

"I know, Ed. We'll get 'em."

We walked into Em's house through the front door. I could hear a couple of people talking and figured Rosie had some people over.

"Em!" I yelled up the stairs. He looked down and smiled when he saw it was us.

"Well, come on up here you fuckin' blokes!" he boomed. I heard Rosie get on to him for his language. We walked up stairs to find Emmett. He was in the nursery along with Rosie, the baby, and two other girls. I didn't really pay attention to them as Emmett pushed his son into my face.

"Ed, Jazz, I'd like you to meet my boy, Aaron," Emmett said with a proud gleam in his eye. He then added cockily, "Future head of CFE."

"Emmett, don't you dare!" Rosie scolded. I looked up, smiling. I knew she wouldn't let that baby anywhere near the firm. I did a double take at one of the girls with Rosie. I guess Rosie noticed because she laughed in that bitchy American way. Rosie was as American as it came. She had come on a vacation, run into Emmett and when Em saw what he wanted he went after it. Except this time was different. He fell in love with her, and next thing I knew, I was the best man in my brother's wedding.

"Edward, I'd like you to meet my sister, Bella, and her best friend, Alice. They came to see Aaron," she explained. I looked at her sister. She was gorgeous. Long brown, wavy hair, and huge chocolate doe eyes. I don't think I've ever seen a girl so beautiful. I looked over at Jazz who was eye fucking her friend, Alice. She was doing the same to him. Bella was looking down at her feet, blushing.

"Nice to meet you," I told them both. Bella smiled a little and Alice totally ignored me, still entranced by Jasper.

"You know, Edward, I was thinking-"

"Oh, dangerous, Rosie," I joked. She shot me a glare and continued.

"Alice is going to visit a couple of friends from college and I'm going to be busy with Aaron and Em sure as Hell isn't going," she looked at him pointedly, "So, I was thinking maybe you can take Bella to the football game tonight," she finished. I looked at Jasper in question and he just shrugged.

"Sure, Rosie," I told her.

"Oh, thank you!" she said excitedly. "I've been wanting Bells to get the full football experience!"

"I think I'll skip this one, Ed," Jasper said. "I gotta get to the pub and help James out at the bar."

"Alright, bloke, I'll see you," I told him as he said goodbye to Em and Rose.

"Ok, well, if we're going to a football game we better get going," I said, looking at Bella. She nodded and stood, saying she should go get her jacket. When she was out of the room, Rosie looked at me sternly.

"You better keep her away from the fucking firm, Edward. I swear to God if you get my sister in any type of predicament, I will skin you. In front of all of the other firms," she warned. I laughed, nodding. I wasn't looking for any trouble after this game tonight. But other firms may have other ideas. Bella walked back in wearing a red pea coat and white scarf.

"Ready?" I asked. She nodded and said goodbye to Rosie and Em and we were off. We walked down the streets towards the stadium, so I decided to strike up a conversation. "So, have you ever been to a football game?"

"Nope. My dad is a Cowboys fan, but I always liked the Colts, if you know our teams in the US," she said. I had to laugh at her.

"No, I mean real football," I said.

"Uhm, yeah. Helmets, pads, field goals…" she said.

"No, no hands, kicking, black and white round ball…" I said.

"Oh! You mean soccer," she stated.

"No, football."

"Soccer."

"Bella, it's called football. The correct term is football."

"Well, I'm from America, and we call it soccer," she said.

"Well, it's actually from the UK, and, wait, what? Where are we? The UK, so it's called football," I laughed. She raised an eyebrow at me and kept talking.

"Whatever. So, how many soccer games have you been to?" I actually threw my head back and laughed. She was a stubborn little shit, but I answered her question none the less.

"Way too many to count. My mum and dad took me and Emmett to our first one when we were little. We've been going ever since," I explained. She nodded as we walked up to the stadium. I found a couple of other guys from the firm and introduced them to Bella. "She's a guest, guys, so no bull shit," I told them. We found our seats in the stands and sat down in them. I explained the rules and positions to Bella throughout the game and she seemed to be enjoying herself. By the time the game was over, she was giving some of the guys shit and it was fucking hilarious.

We walked out of the stadium and got about ten steps before we heard some calls to us. Most of the guys turned to see who's ass they could kick, but I looked at Bella. She had turned to see what was going on and when I turned to look at the other firm, they already had her in their sights. I tensed, looking back and forth between them.

"Ey, looky what we got here. Cullen has a girl in his firm, no?" he said, mockingly. My jaw stayed tensed as they eyed Bella up and down.

"She's not a part of it," I said. One of them came forward and grabbed her firmly. She whimpered and that's when all hell broke loose. As soon as the boys heard her whimper they went after the other firm. I was trying to get to her and fight my way through the other fuckers at the same time. A guy came at me and clocked me in the mouth. I fought back with another hit and he went down. I lost Bella and the other bastard and became frantic.

"Let me go!" I heard her scream. That's when I saw the red of her jacket. He had her arms pinned and she was kicking and screaming while two other guys followed, then pinned her to the wall. "Stop!" she cried as the initial guy dropped his pants. I ran towards her, head butting the prick with his pants on the ground. He fell, unconscious and one of the guys pushing her against the wall tackled me. I rolled him and started punching until he was out, too. Bella was sobbing as the other guy pressed her against the wall with his body and was groping her like nobody's business.

"Get the fuck off of her!" I yelled running to tackle him. He turned to me and punched me in the face, stunning me for a second. He hit me again and I could feel the blood on my lip and my eye was already throbbing. Bella screamed with every punch. "Mother fucker!" I yelled and started wailing on him. He finally gave up and just started running and I imeediatly turned to Bella. "Are you ok?" I asked, looking at her face and trying to see if she was hurt.

"Oh my god," she cried.

"What?" I asked looking at her face to see what was wrong. She was looking at me as she brought one of her hands up to my face. She lightly traced her fingers over my busted lip and I winced a little. She also touched my eye, but it didn't hurt. It would tomorrow.

"Are you ok?" she asked me. My jaw dropped. She almost got gang banged and she was asking me if I was ok.

"Jesus, Bella, I'm fine. Are you ok?" I asked, bringing both hands up to cup her face and take a good look at her. She nodded, the initial shock of the situation setting in. "Let's get you out of here, ok?" I asked. She nodded, taking my hand and holding it tight. We got away from the rest of the fight easily and I took her back to my flat where she could just gather what had gone down.

We walked in and she sat on the couch while I went and got her a glass of water. I sat next to her as she sipped on it. We sat in silence for half an hour before she started bawling. I didn't know what to do, so I just held her. She clung to my shirt and cried hard. When she was done, she wiped her tears and stood up, going to the kitchen. I stayed where I was, but could hear her opening things. She came back with a wet washcloth and a small baggie of ice wrapped in a dish towel. She plopped herself down next to me again.

"Here," she said, handing me the ice. "Put that on your eye. It will help with swelling." I did what she told me. "Stay still," she whispered, before dabbing my lip with the wet washcloth. A few minutes later she got up and went back to the kitchen to get rid of the washcloth. She came back in and sat down again. "Let me see," she said softly. I pulled the ice pack off of my eye and she winced. I guess it was already bruising. But I'd had worse. She rubbed her thumb over it softly before grabbing my hand and putting it back over my eye. I put my arm around her shoulders, suprising us both, and pulled her closer to me.

"You ok?" I whispered, pressing my face into her neck. She nodded and snuggled closer. A few minutes later and she had fallen asleep on me. She was worn out from her crazy night, and I couldn't blame her. I watched her even breathing and tried to figure out what the pull to this girl was. I already knew I was in deep shit.

And the girl sleeping on my chest was what I thought about as I put my ice pack down and reached over to turn off the lamp before falling asleep. What am I getting myself into?

Yay! First chapter! Next chapter will be in Bella's POV so that we can get her assessment on the situation. Let me know what you think so far by dropping me a review. (:

British Slang Dictionary

Bloke- a man
Bloody- an expression of annoyance
Pub- bar
Buggers- an objectionable person
Firm- gang

Alright, thanks for checking out the first chapter! Leave me a review and thanks for reading always!

-TFW (: