I'm tryin' to do it all tonight, I got plans, I got a certain lust for life, and it stands,
everything is going as right, as it can, they tryin' to shoot down my flight,
before it lands... before it lands...
LUST FOR LIFE, DRAKE

Author's Note: This is my first chapter! I wanted to write a story in the Twilight universe, and since Embry is one of my favourites I thought why not combine my favourite book with my favourite sport! Well feedback is very much appreciated! Please review when you're finished so I can know if I did good or not. Well anyway enjoy. Oh yeah, this story is Rated M, it hasn't kicked in yet, but probably will soon, so only read if you're 16 and older or if you can handle adult themes.

Anyway, Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer, I just spiced it up a little. ;)

Embry's POV

"Woah! Are you serious?!" I exclaimed as I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My manager Arsene Wenger had just told me that I was going to start my first game as an Arsenal player ever, against Southampton.

"Yes, Call you're starting next week. I am not underestimating Southampton, but they are not the strongest of teams, so I want you to strut your stuff. I know you're capable of it though, so don't disappoint me." He confirmed. "Now shoo, I need to get some work done."

"Yes Sir!" I exclaimed again, and left the boss' office. I had been waiting for this as long as I can remember. To be taken seriously as a footballer, for once and not to be taken as some wanna be. It's what I've always wanted as a little boy, I always dreamt of playing in the top flight, and next week Wednesday I had the chance to prove myself.

Shit. It's Friday today. I barely have time to practice. I mean, I've been practicing all week but that was before I knew I'd be having my debut. Oh God, Arsenal fans around the world will be counting on me on Wednesday and I haven't even been practicing hard enough. Well time to get going.

I was going home now, to my lonely stupid flat. I thought I'd liked the idea of living alone a few years ago, but I was starting to get a little lonely. I'd spend my nights at home watching some stupid movie being repeated on TV. Ugh.

I basically trotted back to the dressing room, obviously because of my excitement, and grabbed my sports bag and ran over to my motorbike. As I hopped on, I saw Theo Walcott running over to me, I rolled my eyes. Every time Theo came to talk to me it was either he wanted something, or he wanted someone to go partying with for that night.

"What do you want Theo?" I grumbled as he finally arrived to me and leaned over the handle bars of my bike.

"Oh Embry, Embry, Embry," Theo mocked. "You know I don't like it when you talk to me like that, I was just wondering if you wanted to go clubbing tonight?"

"Thanks, but no thanks. I've got a lot of stuff to do for the next few days, and that includes extensive training, so if you don't mind, I prefer to not have alcohol in my system while I do so." I replied nonchalantly.

"Fine. Be boring. See you tomorrow at training then, I'll probably be hung-over but hey it'll totally be worth it, there are some total babes in the club Embry, c'mon it'll be fun!" he urged, but I really wasn't interested. I have a girlfriend anyway, her name is Stacy, and she is perfect, well according to my teammates. I didn't really see perfect when I looked at her. She was just another blonde bombshell. But she kept me company, and that was all that mattered.

"Theo, I have a girlfriend." I reminded him.

"She's no fun, she's just a cock tease, come on man, let's go out, you might finally get some." Theo insisted.

He had a point. I was becoming sexually starved, and she was a virgin. Last time I came so close to popping her cherry and she insisted that she wasn't ready, and I wasn't about to force myself on her. But I am a man. And I have needs.

I thought about going with Theo for a moment, but I realized that sexually starved or not, going to the club was not a good idea.

"Nah, I'll pass. See you tomorrow Theo." I said, and before he could reply I started my motorcycle and was on the road.

Surprisingly when I got to my flat, I found Stacy waiting for me outside.

"Hey." I said as hugged her, I took in her sweet smell of perfume as I did.

"Hey yourself." She replied as she turned the hug into a kiss and I gladly obliged.

She parted her lips slightly and I took that as I sign that she wanted to deepen the kiss, we kissed for about 5 minutes until I broke away.

"As much as I like kissing you Stacy, we gotta get inside, plus I've got some good news." I announced as I pulled the key out of my pocket and opened the door.

As soon as I was inside I slumped into the couch and patted the spot next to me for Stacy to sit and she sat next to me, I put my arm around her and she nuzzled her face into my neck.

"So what's the good news?" she asked.

"I'm going to start my first official match on Wednesday!" I declared excitedly.

"Wow! That's great Embry! I'm so happy for you!"

"Yeah, I mean I've always wanted this, and now I finally have the chance to prove myself! Its amazing!"

"Wow, so I guess it's your big break huh? Don't mess it up though. You don't know when you'll get another chance, especially from that manager of yours."

"I won't baby, wanna celebrate? There's some wine in the fridge." I said as I stood up to walk over to the fridge.

"No, I kinda had something else in mind. That's why I'm here."

"Oh, what?"

"I think I'm ready."

"For?"

"Oh come on Embry, you know what. I'm ready now. I don't want to wait anymore, and what better way to celebrate than to give you this?" she encouraged as she unzipped her jacket and my jaw dropped as I saw what was underneath.

She was wearing a sheer black bra with more lace than material on it. She looked gorgeous.

"And you're absolutely sure you want this?" I asked as I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her waist.

"So sure." She panted as I started touching her. This was gonna be a good week after all.

After Stacy and I's passionate love-making last night, I woke up this morning feeling like I'd just had the biggest feast after starving for years.

It was amazing, being with someone like that finally after a whole year, and I really felt like I was on top of the world. Theo wouldn't be calling her a cock tease anymore after I told him about what happened last night.

I got up from bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. As I got up I tried not to wake up Stacy, she looked so peaceful, apart from her sex hair. But peaceful nonetheless.

I took a long shower and soon made my way to the training ground after having a bowl of cereal. Stacy surprisingly was still sleeping. Wow I must've really worked her last night.

As soon as I got to the training ground I ran into Theo in the dressing rooms, since his locker was next to mine.

I hadn't even said anything to him yet when he yelled. "Woah, you got laid last night!"

Every one of our teammates looked in our direction.

"Uh yeah, I guess so." I flushed as I looked at the floor. Oh God how embarrassing.

"How did you know?" I continued

"HA! You've got that look in your face that just says it all man." Thomas Vermaelen commented.

"Can we talk about something else?" I insisted as I felt my face grow hot and I was sure my cheeks had gotten a little red.

"Whatever man," they all said in tandem.

"Woah, I take back what I said!" Theo chuckled, and I couldn't help but laugh with him.

The next few days were just training and training, I'd stay an extra hour just to brush up on my crosses, and my defensive skills. I couldn't wait for Wednesday and as soon as I knew it, it was finally here.

On Wednesday I had gotten to the grounds early so I could train some more before we were on the bus to Southampton's stadium. Stacy would be coming later with her best friend Amanda to come support me. My mother was flying in to London from La Push to watch me, also among the people who came to support me.

In the dressing room the boss explained all the tactics we would use and he advised me on how to play my position. He also wished me good luck and told me that he's proud of me.

Soon we were walking out of the tunnel and onto the pitch. I was so nervous. And before I knew it we were in our positions and the whistle blew. Game on.

The game started off at a very past pace, and soon slowed down as soon as we started our passing game, and within the 30th minute Theo had netted the first goal of match.

We were still ruling the majority of the match after half time but when it was the 70th minute, my worst nightmare came true. Southampton were awarded a corner, and as the ball fell into our 18 yard area I headed it way in an attempt to clear it. Well I thought I had but everything happened in slow motion from there. The ball fell into the back of the net and goal. We had conceded. Except it wasn't a Southampton player who scored. It was me, I scored a damn own goal, in the 70th minute of all times this monstrosity could've happened.

My teammates looked so disappointed, and so did Arsene Wenger. When I looked into the stands I could see my mom's hands over her mouth and my dad shaking his head. Stacy didn't even notice because when I looked at her she was busy texting on her blackberry.

In stoppage time Theo grabbed another goal to make it 2-1 and we came out with all 3 points. But I still felt as guilty as fuck for what I let happen. I was mortified, devastated, you name it. I was pretty sure that Arsene wasn't going to be starting me again anytime soon.

When we walked through the tunnel and back into the dressing room I still felt as dumb as ever as the rest of my team celebrated. Arsene came over to me and patted me on the back, and left. Yeah I'm pretty sure that was the ain't no way you're playing again gesture.

On the way back home everyone tried talking to me. But I wasn't having it. I was just so embarrassed. I knew I'd get over it eventually, but it didn't look like that was going to be any time soon.

Oh well.

I was just about to go home when I felt Theo nudge me from behind.

"Hey man! We won! Why aren't you celebrating with the rest of us? We're 2nd on the table now, just 5 points off the top? What's wrong? Was it your own goal? It doesn't matter you know, every defender has those days. C'mon lets go out." He rambled. I'm sure he said a whole lot more but that was all I caught from what he had just said.

"Dammit Theo, Look I know we all have those days, but who the fuck actually goes and gets an own goal on their debut? Seriously?" I growled.

"Oh loosen up. We're all getting drinks tonight at this new club that opened just a few kilo's away from here. Let's just go okay?" Laurent chimed in.

Well you know, clubbing meant drinking. And I was feeling like shit. It wasn't like I'd be starting anymore games anytime soon so I didn't have a reason not to. And alcohol somehow made me feel numb. And that's what I needed tonight. To feel numb.

I sighed. "Okay, I'll go."

Little did I know that going to the club that night would change my life in a way I didn't expect at all.