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A/N: Many thanks to Annanabana, for the wonderful suggestions and support.
This story starts off sweetly, full of young love and the promise of a beautiful future. It won't stay that way.
Canon couples. M for language, sexual sitations and lemons (soon)
Chapter 1 – High School Sweethearts
As I rounded the corner from Spanish, there he was, Edward Cullen, the love of my life. His emerald eyes glinted at me as he waited beside my locker, quickly closing the gap between us. He took my books from me, and grabbed my hand, we walked together to my locker where he opened it and stowed my books, then we headed off to lunch.
I stood behind him in line, enjoying the view. If I leaned into him, my nose would be planted right between his shoulder blades, and I knew from experience just how that would feel. He was muscular but not bulky, unlike my brother. Edward's lean, firm muscles were toned from hours of swimming and running every week. Depending on the season, he was on the soccer and track teams, and Captain of the swim team.
Waiting in line, I imagined I'd removed the long sleeved concert tee he was wearing and run my fingers between the blades of his broad shoulders and down the crease formed by his trapezius muscles. I spread out my hands to cover his firm lats and traced them down towards his ass where his hips narrowed and the muscle disappeared into his pants. I was just about to mentally take those off, too when he brought me out of my trance.
"Pizza, burger or salad?" he asked, smiling at me and winking. It seemed my hand had planted itself on his backside and given him a little squeeze.
"Uh, pizza I guess, thanks." Red crept up my face like sunset on a cloudy day. I'd been busted daydreaming again, and he'd know what was up. He was sure to give me shit about it.
"So," he whispered as we walked to our table, "Getting excited about later?"
Later was both good and bad. My 18th birthday was tomorrow. After school today, I was heading over to the Cullens' to make the final plans for the party. I'd lost a bet, or I never would have agreed to a party willingly. I had really wanted to see Alice go to school in cammo, complete with face paint and all. Oh well, a bet's a bet, and I was no reneger. I would never bet against Alice again, though.
Instead of a garbled verbal answer, I just shrugged my shoulders at Edward, showing him my ambivalence he was sure to understand.
We sat down at the table with Alice, and she immediately began in on the plans. "So Bella, when you get to my house, we'll go through the song playlists one more time, make sure there are no fast-paced-dance-your-ass-off songs immediately followed by a down-and-sexy-makeout-on-the-dancefloor song. We need segues, am I right???"
I giggled at her enthusiasm. As much as I loved Edward, his sister occupied a large space in my heart, too. I leaned in to put a kiss on her spiky haired head and hugged her shoulders.
Edward squeezed my knee, bringing my attention back to him. I took a bite of my pizza as his fingers grazed the inside of my knee. They slid a few inches upwards, and he leaned in to me whispering, "I know what you're really excited about, my love. I'm excited, too." I almost choked.
Edward and I had been together for about six months now, and we were nearly inseparable. When he wasn't in practice for a sport, and when I wasn't editing the school paper, we were together. Only sleep and the occasional parental intervention kept us apart.
I looked at him through my eyelashes as the heat crept back up my neck and face. We'd decided to take our relationship to the next step and were planning on having sex after the party. Alice had asked my parents if I could stay over with her, help her clean up, not be under a curfew, that sort of thing. Of course they knew that Alice's house was also Edward's house, but they'd said yes anyway. Alice had Charlie and Renee wrapped around her little finger. I'd have been jealous if it wasn't so convenient.
Edward and I had been taking our relationship slowly, getting to know one another very well. I knew that he loved me completely, as I did him. He had not been pushing me to the next step, far from it. When I'd brought up my desire to have him completely, he was shocked. He wanted to wait until we'd moved away to college together, saying that he was in it for the long run, and didn't want us to do anything that we'd regret telling our grandchildren. I loved the sentiment, but I didn't think sex with Edward would ever be something we'd regret. It had only taken a few handjobs for him to change his mind and agree to make love with me.
These last few weeks had been hell on Earth. We'd been making out hours a day some days. I swear there was a crease from my shoulder to below my ear where his tongue had traveled so frequently. I started carrying spare panties around with me since mine always ended up.. ah… damp.. by the end of the day. I couldn't imagine going home smelling like sex.
I reached up and kissed Edward fully on the mouth with a firm pressure, letting him know that he was right. He smirked and then turned to Alice. "So, how long will this party planning take, anyway?"
"Oh, I dunno, two, three hours probably. We should be done in time for Bella to make curfew," Alice chirped, taking a bite of her apple.
I glowered at her. "Alice! You know damn well you have it all picked out already and just want my seal of approval on it. Please don't torture me when I have this lovely hunk of a man waiting to kiss me senseless all night. I love ya and all but…"
"Eww!" She squealed. "You're right though Bella. I do have it all picked out. Besides, Jazzy will be coming home tonight. Yay!" Jasper, or Jazzy as she called him, was Alice's long term, long distance boyfriend. He'd graduated last year and moved to Seattle to start college at the University of Washington. He still managed to make it home almost every weekend, though. It was rare for them to spend even two weeks apart.
Edward and I had biology together after lunch. The class broke out into applause as Mr. Banner entered wheeling in the large tv/dvd player apparatus.
As per our usual, Edward and I played hangman.
I had won last time, so it was my turn to go first. I wrote out three blanks followed by an apostrophe and two more blanks for the first word. Seven blanks for the second, a short two letter word and then five blanks for the last word.
_ _ _'_ _ / _ _ _ _ _ _ _ / _ _ / _ _ _ _ _
He looked into my face and guessed "I." I filled in the third and fifth blanks of the second word.
"O" got him the vowel for the first word and he now had _o_'_ _ / _ _ i _ i _ _ / _ _ /
_ _ _ _ _.
He correctly guessed the "Y" and the "U" before fucking it up with an errant "L."
"I'm what?" he whispered to me, and my traitor face blushed as his warm breath hit my cheek. This appeared to amuse him to no end, so he teased me further by dropping his hand to my lap and traced small circles on my thigh.
"You're not playing fair" I complained. Hearing my words, he next guessed the "R" He now had You'r_ / _ ri_i_ _ / _ _ / _ r _ _ y
"Oh no, my dear Bella, I haven't even started driving you crazy yet," I felt his words wash over me as a quiver shocked through my insides.
"My turn, I'll make it easy." _ / _ _ _' _ / _ _ _ _ / _ _ / _ _ / _ _ _ _ _ _ / _ _ _
I guessed "I" correctly, and then guessed the rest of the vowels, landing at least one of each. It read: I / _a _'_ / _ai_ / _o / _e / i_ _ i _ e / _ou
I guessed the easy "Y" and the "t" before I flubbed and guessed an "R." I had I / _a _'t / _ait / to/ _e / i_ _ i _ e / you.
I pondered this for a moment, trying out consonants for the contraction and decided it had to be "can't" I can't what??? I needed more so, I guessed the "N" When I saw what he'd filled in, I blushed something fierce.
It read: I / _an't / _ait / to / _e / in_i_e / you. Oh, fuck me. I looked up at him, absent mindedly licking my lips. He smirked and snatched the paper away from me, folding it up and putting it into his jeans pocket.
When class finally ended, we practically ran out into the sea of teenage humanity. He pushed me up against a wall of lockers and kissed me roughly. There were a few catcalls and sniggers, but I barely registered them. Next period gym was going to be the end of me. My knees felt too weak to hold my own weight, much less carry me through basketball or volleyball, or whatever other nightmare Coach had dreamed up.
"Meet you by the car, love," Edward mumbled on my lips when the warning bell rang. I turned to leave, relishing the feel of his skin on mine.
As expected gym sucked, but at least I didn't injure anyone. We'd begun a section on cardiovascular health, and as soon as we'd each run one mile, we were allowed to spend the rest of the period to ourselves, "working out." I was no athlete, but I could handle a mile okay and was done pretty quickly. Alice was in gym with me, and we'd jogged together silently, just wanting it to be over. As soon as we were done, we slowed to a walk, continuing our "work out." We talked aimlessly about movies and new albums coming out. We talked about the merits of boy shorts over the trite thongs and about our theses for this semester's English paper. That was us, though, silly one minute and serious the next. I loved her dearly.
The bell rang, and I rushed through changing back into street clothes in a hurry to get to the parking lot. Edward beat me there, of course, and was waiting at the passenger door of his Volvo. I practically ran to him, and when I got there he greeted me with a tight hug. "I've been counting the minutes till I could hold you again."
He kissed me softly and then opened the passenger door for me. We waited another 10 minutes for Alice to show up, looking as good as she did all day. I didn't know anyone else who bothered to shower and dress up again after last period gym.
It was Alice's turn with the iPod today. She picked an old Dave Matthews Band album, and we sang the classics as we drove to the outskirts of town and their home.
Esme, their mom, greeted us all with hugs and asked if we would like snacks. We politely declined the food after each kissing her cheek and thanking her for the offer.
Alice and I set up in the family room, her with her laptop open and iTunes running. She pulled up a playlist creatively titled "Bella's B-Day Party mix." Of course it looked great. She was thoughtful and creative. It looked like she had about 6 hours of music planned. "Oh my God, Alice," I gasped, "How long do you expect this party to last? It's just a stupid birthday party after all."
Alice grabbed me by the chin. "Isabella Marie Swan, this is not just a stupid birthday party. This is your 18th birthday, and I am throwing it. We'll be pushing people out the door!"
I hoped that nobody would notice if Edward and I disappeared a little early. I didn't see how I'd ever make it.
Edward strolled in as we were scrolling through the last few songs and wrapped his arms around my waist, placing a warm kiss on my neck. His thumb grazed the side of my breast. I tensed a bit, and he squeezed me harder and grazed again, this time more firmly. A few moments later, when Alice looked down to her computer, he licked the side of my neck and then blew on it softly, sending shivers down my spine and igniting a fire in my panties.
"So what do you think, Bella? Should I add that one too?" Apparently Alice had been talking about something.
"Um, sure, Alice," I said, having absolutely no fucking clue what she was talking about. As soon as she left the room , Edward put his finger up to his pursed lips, pulled on my arm and nodded his head towards the door. I giggled and got up, following him outside.
"Oh, come on you two!" We heard Alice as the front door clicked shut, and we burst into laughter as we ran out of the house and towards the woods that bordered their estate.
These woods were sacred to us. We shared our first kiss here. We exchanged our first I Love Yous here. We confessed our secrets and shared our dreams. It was our safe haven.
Once we got under the cover of the trees, he kissed me passionately, tangling his long fingers in my hair and walking us backwards to a nearby tree. He licked at my lips, asking for entrance. As I'd done so many times before, I opened my mouth hungrily, sucking his tongue in and then caressing his tongue with mine. One of his hands left my hair, seeking out the hem of my shirt. He slipped it inside my shirt, grazing the skin above my hips and moved it to my back, pushing his finger tips into me firmly. His hands roamed my back, grazing up and down, stopping to unhook my bra. I smiled against his lips and reached for the back of his shirt. He broke the kiss, moving his lips down to my bottom lip, then my chin, along my jaw line and wound his way down my neck, across my collar bone and up the other side. While his lips moved along me, his hands were holding us close together and I could feel his stiff erection against my stomach. I groaned loudly, feeling uninhibited in our woods. My hands wee similarly uninhibited, tracing and gently scratching his back and sides. I was tugging at his shirt. I wanted it gone. I rasped out a throaty "take it off."
He leered at me with his smoldering dark green eyes and teased me, "ladies first."
I kissed him once then ran my hands up his chest, inside his shirt and tweaked his right nipple, eliciting a hiss from his parted lips.
I removed my hands from him and grasped the bottom of my navy blue shirt. Its thin cotton was soft in my hands. I hiked it up past my stomach, his glorious hands replacing the fabric on my skin. As I had my arms fully extended above me, I heard the sound of a throat being cleared.