Okay. So I am going to give this a shot. I want to first and foremost thank Alex (freebird1790) for being there for me though the tough shit I have been dealing with the past couple of weeks. You were the reason that this "one-shot" even came to be. ILY.

Thank you to bookjunkie1975 and belledean for betaing the original for the foxyfics charity, and Erin you get brownie points for doing it twice technically haha. I also want to thank PemberlyRoseox for all of her help! She is so sweet!

Thank you to my skepskep and Bleriana for prereading! Your feedback was wonderful.

I don't own twilight yadda yadda…you know the drill.

-9—9-

I loved riding with the windows down and the music turned up. I'd just graduated and my best friend and partner in crime, Kate, had been trying to decide how to spend our first Friday night out as high school graduates. She wanted to get a tattoo. I wanted to drink myself stupid.
So we made a compromise and decided to do both.

I tapped my toes to the beat, as I watched Kate put on her mascara in the pull down mirror.

"You better be careful, you're gonna poke your fucking eye out." I took a gulp of alcohol from a Sprite bottle. She had added in a little bit of everything from her parent's liquor cabinet before we left the house.

"Oh shut it, Bella. You know I'm a good driver."

"I never said you weren't, but if the person in front of you slams on their brakes you won't have an eye."

She sat the tube in the empty cup holder and flipped me off. I took another sip and leaned my head back, feeling the warmth travel through my body that I had been craving all week. I was ready to let loose. The song changed to some country shit, so I snatched the ipod and fiddled with the playlist.

"God, you are such a bitch."

"Well maybe you should listen to better music. Then I wouldn't have to change it."

I giggled before grabbing a Camel and lighting it. "Want one?" I asked, even though I had already pulled one out of the pack for her.

"Duh."

I blew the smoke through the cracked window, and watched the burning cherry in the darkness as we pulled into the outskirts of Port Angeles. The tattoo shop she had researched was a couple of blocks away from my favorite music store, so we knew the general area.

When we pulled in, there were a few cars lined up out front, and a couple of guys standing outside on the sidewalk.

I grabbed my bag, opened the door and waited for Kate to move her slow ass. When she finally got out of the car, I flicked my butt on the concrete and followed her through the front door of the shop.

I flipped through a couple of tattoo books out of curiosity as she talked to the guy at the desk. She shuffled over to me a few minutes later looking kind of disappointed.

"They are all booked up until Monday."

"Oh damn, that sucks."

"I think I'm going to get my tongue pierced instead."

"Really, Kate? Your tongue? Why don't we just come back Monday and get your tattoo?" I argued. I mean really…I had been listening to her go on and on about this stupid tattoo for weeks.

"I'm eighteen Bella! I just want to do something rebellious. Geez. I never said anything to you when you gave your v-card up to that random guy on vacation last summer."

"You swore you would never bring that up again."

"Fine. Sorry. Just please come back here with me, I really want this."

I rolled my eyes and walked into the piercing room. I watched as the guy at the desk came back and pulled out some stuff to set on the table next to her. He explained a few things about aftercare and whatnot and then got to work. I pulled out my phone and hit the record button.

I smirked when she made this god awful noise as the needle went through, and when she realized she was bleeding a little, she started to freak out.

"Oh fuck… I'm putting this on youtube," I said through my laughter. She gave me some major bitchface before flipping me off for the second time that night. I'm guessing she would have used some colorful words if her mouth hadn't already been preoccupied.

I went outside to light another cigarette while she finished up and paid. I sat down against the wall and fiddled with my phone. I wasn't lying when I said I would post it.

"Can I bum one?"

I looked up to find a lanky guy with ink sleeves and a lip piercing. His blonde hair hung shaggy to his eyes and his smirk was enticing. I decided he was worth a cig. I stood up and pulled my crumpled pack from my back pocket and offered it to him. He pulled one out and lit it with his own zippo.

"You know, you really should quit smoking. It's bad for you," he said with a half smile. I rolled my eyes.

"You should too," I deadpanned as he took a drag.

"I'm Garrett," he said as he held out a hand.

"Bella," I replied as I shook it.

"So, are you here for a tattoo?" He took another drag and stood next to me against the wall.

"Nah, my friend was but she can't get one till Monday. You?"

"Oh, well I actually work here, just got off about five minutes ago. My buddies and I are heading out to this party, if you want to come."

I was just about to reply, when Kate slammed through the front door of the shop and out onto the sidewalk.

"Fuck. What are we going to do now?" She whined as she pulled out her cell phone and started to scroll through her numbers. She was already starting to irritate the shit out of me with the clicking and clacking of the bar hitting her teeth.

"We are going to a party," I said as I flicked my butt at her. She squealed and jumped out of the way. "Garrett, meet Kate. Kate, meet Garret."

We made some small talk, exchanged numbers, and got directions, with a promise from Garrett for plenty of booze.

An hour later, and I found myself completely shitfaced and dancing on a table with my shirt over my head.

I don't remember much following that, but I definitely do remember that I overindulged in some toxic substances. Hence, the next morning it wasn't the fact that I was completely hung-over, or that I was in someone else's house that confused me. No, I could figure out as much. What did confuse me, however, was the fact that I was fucking butt ass naked, lying alongside one of the most fuck hot guys I'd ever laid eyes on. Or what I could see of him anyway.

I had no recollection of how I got there or what had happened - if anything - between Mr. Hot & Tempting and me.

I shuffled around trying to look for some article of clothing to cover myself with, but I quickly found that moving my head too fast caused a major wave of nausea, and I was lucky I didn't hurl on the sheets.

I lay back down and put my hand on my forehead. I wracked my brain trying to pull anything out of last night that I could, but I came up with nothing. I looked to my right and saw my cell phone lying on the bedside table. I quickly dialed Kate, wondering where the hell she was, and what the hell had happened.

"Hewwo?" A ragged voice answered on the other end. "Bewwa?"

"Where the hell are you? What the fuck is wrong with you?" I hissed into the phone, as I slipped out of the bed and tried to find my underwear.

"My twonge iss sswollen."

"Kate…fuck. I'm naked and confused. Please come get me." I heard her punching buttons on her phone and a few seconds later a text popped up.

I'm right down the hall you dumbass.- K

"Fuck you. I'll be out in a minute." I hung up and continued searching for my clothes. I heard a cough, and I immediately covered myself to the best of my ability.

"Well good morning, Bella," he said sitting up. The sheet fell away, and I was momentarily frozen, as my eyes traced the black lines that covered his arms and torso.

He was covered in ink. I glanced at the patterns and pictures as quickly as I could before I returned to his eyes. His eyes. Oh fuck me.

I must have look like I lacked any type of normal brain function as I took him in. I wanted to run my teeth along his jaw. I wanted to tug on his black hair as he drove into me. I wanted to trace his ink with my fingertips. He ruffled a hand through his hair and cocked a pierced eyebrow at me. I had sex with that last night.

"Morning…uh…" I suddenly felt really exposed, and pulled one of the blankets off the end of the bed to cover myself.

"Masen. So, last night was uh…" He started to say.

"Great," I said finishing his sentence. I don't know why I said great, I couldn't even remember it. Whatever. He looked like he would have been great.

"Um…Do you know where my clothes are?" I asked wanting nothing more than to get dressed, grab Kate, and leave.

"They're in the backyard." .

"Why the fuck are they in the backyard?"

"We went skinny dipping in the hot tub."

"You have got to be kidding me." I was going to die of mortification. I sat back down on the edge of the bed and picked up my phone to text Kate. Hopefully she would be nice enough to get them for me. I felt lips trailing up the back of my spine, and breath tickling the baby hairs on the back of my neck.

"Come back to bed." I clenched my thighs at the sound of his voice. I turned to face him and contemplated my decision. I could leave my best friend hanging, and get fucked by him and actually remember it in specific detail. Or I could wuss out and cry about my whore-like tendencies over Starbucks with no recollection of my one night stand.

He looked at me expectantly with hooded eyes, and I felt all of my doubt dissolve faster than I could say, yes please. I had already slept with him once, would it really hurt to do it again? I didn't think so.

I decided to go with it, and pulled the sheet away as I crawled towards him. He leaned back against the headboard and bit his lip as I settled myself on his thighs. I slowly leaned forward and pressed my lips to his chest, trailing light kisses up to his neck.

"Shit Bella," Masen growled as he fisted my hair and pulled me tight against his body. I rocked my hips into him, feeling him harden beneath me as he kissed me hungrily. I tangled my fingers through his hair and pulled, just like I had fantasized about doing minutes earlier, and he tugged on my bottom lip with his teeth in response. We were panting into each other's mouths and rubbing against each other frantically. I had never felt more turned on in my life. I would have given anything to have remembered last night.

"God Masen. Fuck me." I whined, as he rolled one of my nipples with his fingers. I felt tingles through my body, fingertips to toes, and I moaned as he tugged harder. He groaned in response as he reached over to grab a condom from his bedside table. We were obviously way beyond foreplay at this point. He went to open the foil packet when I grabbed it from him and tore it open with my teeth. "Allow me," I said with a smirk. I rolled it down his dick and rose up on my knees to position myself over him.

We both groaned as I sunk down on him. When my thighs met his I moaned quietly. I slid my tongue along his closed lips, begging for a response, as I rose slowly and sunk back down. He came to life, clutching one hand against my back, the other around my hip. We grunted and moaned and panted as we moved against each other, working towards a release.

"Fuck I'm close," Masen groaned out between our thrusts as they became faster. "Shit."

"You feel fucking amazing." I smiled against his neck between my kisses and nips, proud that I was even able to keep up with him. I could feel the build of an orgasm as I rocked against him and I bit his shoulder as I contracted around him.

Just as he groaned out his release, the door opened. We scrambled to grab a sheet or a blanket, anything within reach, and covered ourselves. Kate stood in the doorway holding my clothes.

"Oh my God. Bewwa you are sssuch a whore." She rolled her eyes as she threw my clothes at me and shut the door behind her. I closed my eyes, dropping my head to my hands. I felt something shaking and I peaked over at Masen. He was laughing. Before I knew it we were both giggling hysterically.

I was going to kill Kate.