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Song: When The Sun Goes Down- Arctic Monkeys

BPOV

I took the subway back to my apartment shortly after talking to Rose, it was only seven in the evening, so I wasn't expecting her for another two hours. As soon as I put the key in the door, I could hear Hammy on the other side meowing at me. He was so cute, waiting at the door for me, I bet he missed me, aw.

I pushed the door open and he immediately backed away from it so he wouldn't be trapped behind it, still meowing. When he was clear of the door he followed me around, purring whilst I put my bag down on the sofa and hung my jacket up on the back of my bedroom door. "Heyo kitten. Did you miss me?" I stroked under his chin and he purred loudly and then darted off to the kitchen. I followed him in to see him rubbing up against the cupboard he knew held his cat food.

"Huh, you didn't miss me at all, you're after the food. Only in it to win it. Bastard." I snorted, rolling my eyes and taking out a sachet of cat food to put in his bowl. He was content after that, he didn't meow and he didn't come near me for the rest of the evening. Men, they're all the same.

I sighed loudly as I slouched down on the sofa and then smelt the air. I couldn't smell anything which probably meant the room stank of smoke or something, and Rose really hated that so I got up and opened the window, spraying some Fabreeze around the room, because Fabreze doesn't just cover odours, it gets rid of them. I possibly watch too much TV but it's not like I have anything better to do half the time. And anyway, I quite like my quiet, boring life. I work in a candy shop, I earn enough to keep me content and alive, I smoke, I drink, I live with my cat.

It's enough. I think. Maybe. Not...

Oh god, I am going to get old and still be exactly the same as I am now, that is really, really sad. Really, really sad.

Hammy was looking at me strangely as I rushed around opening the windows and spraying air freshener around. I liked my apartment, it reminded me of Ross' apartment in Friends, except smaller. It was a very light place, lots of windows where I could see the bright lights of the city from a small distance. When I first moved in, I couldn't actually afford the rent, so Charlie helped me out a bit whilst I worked multiple jobs until I could go it alone.

And then I got my job at Sweet Tooth and they paid one hell of a lot just for selling candy. I honestly couldn't believe they would be willing to pay me even half of what they do. But I thought to myself, fuck it, candy was an awesome thing to work with and I should consider myself damn lucky to get a job there. Definitely beat working and in an office as the person who licks the envelopes. Yeah, I was a fucking envelope licker at one stage. I dropped out of college for that. Paper cuts on your fucking tongue are the worst. The only good thing, and I wouldn't even class it as a good thing, is that after a while your tongue goes numb.

And so does your brain.

I did other stuff too, but Sweet Tooth was definitely the light in my envelope licking life. I suppose it was more than just selling candy. You really had to interact with customers, help them pick out certain candies that were right for them. Sounds stupid, I know, I thought so when I started. Anytime Emmett came in he just told me to pick out the candy I liked and shut the fuck up. But you really can tell the perfect candy for a person by looking at them. Well I think so anyway.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Hammy sat on the sofa just watching me with his big blue eyes, damn those eyes, he was judging me, I could just tell. Then he began licking his paws while I stuck my tongue out at him and carried on generally cleaning the apartment.

I was a clean freak. Which was surprising since I was also a slob. The cleanest slob anyone could ever meet. I didn't even understand my own life sometimes. I'm so backwards.

After I was sure the apartment smelt of freesia and nice things, I went to make myself some spaghetti bolognaise. I could cook, very well actually, I always cooked for my dad when I was there because honestly, he was totally hopeless food wise. He tried to put a tin can in the microwave once. I really wondered how he even survived when I wasn't there. But then he was having those not so secret rendezvous with Sue Clearwater. I bet she brought him dinner... and dessert. Ew, ok, stop that trail of thought right there.

Nine o'clock came quickly after that and as I cleaned my plate there was a knock at the door, so I quickly dried my hands and dragged myself over to the door.

"Hi Rose." I stepped out of the way of door to let her in. She had her long blonde hair dead straight and as she untied and took off her coat, she showed off a tight fitting red dress, with a black clutch in hand and black high heeled shoes. All complimented by her dark eye make-up which made her blue eyes impossibly more blue and glossy red lips.

My mouth nearly fell to the ground, "Jesus, I can't believe Emmett actually let you out like that." She had a devilish smile on her lips,

"Well... he didn't see me, but sh. I look good though, right?" I nodded my head slowly, still slightly agape. She moved further in and then frowned at Hammy who was sitting seemingly glaring back at her, "Ah, so the cat's not dead yet then?" She snorted.

I narrowed my eyes at her, "No, the cat is not dead. I think I'd still be in mourning if he was. When Hammy dies, I die too."

The cat moved away when Rose came closer, I think the disliking was a mutual thing, "Huh. You don't have much time then, cat's don't live that long." She said nonchalantly and then looked me up and down, "Bella, why aren't you ready to go?"

I looked down at myself, still wearing my skinny jeans and a sweater, "Can't I just go like this?" Why even say that to Rose? Her eyes immediately widened and she sighed, hitting her forehead with her hand.

"Uh, no! I've got us on the guest list to a really fancy place, and you are definitely not showing up like that. Oh god, just no, come on, into your room, we're going to be here for a while I can tell..."

"But Rosalie I-"

"I don't want to hear it, come on, move."

"Hey! What about what I wa-" She was pushing me now, but I knew the horrors of having Rose try and 'make me pretty'. It was almost as bad as having to watch Miley Cyrus and her stupid chipmunk face. No, it was even worse than that.

"Shut up Bella and move." She laughed although I wasn't finding this funny, not in the slightest. I was going to stand my ground, "If you want to act like a child Bella, I'll treat you like one."

"Wait, wait, wait!" I said, putting my hands in the air to try and bargain with her. She stopped pushing me and rolled her eyes,

"Fine. What?" I sighed and made kissing sounds with my mouth, soon enough Hammy came out from wherever he was and brushed himself up against me. I picked him up and pouted.

"Can I at least take a minute to say goodbye to my cat before I'm tortured, most probably resulting in death. I think he deserves a proper goodbye." The cat purred loudly and nuzzled his face against mine as I held him.

"Oh for gods sake Bella. Put the damn cat down and get in there now! Time is a-ticking." I kissed Hamm's head, putting him back down on the floor and narrowing my eyes at Rose before raising my chin, huffing and marching into my room with the last of my dignity, seeing as I was about have it all stripped from me as I'm no doubt prodded and primped used like a child's doll.

"Christ almighty, you are such a bloody drama queen."

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An hour, half a can of hair spray, an inhaler, lord knows how much make-up, five wax strips, four cigarettes, a curling iron, a pair of tweezers, a high waisted skirt and a neck breakingly high pair of heels later, she was done with me. I looked down at myself and then in my mirror and scowled. I didn't look bad, in fact I looked damn good, I just couldn't believe I actually owned any of the clothing I was wearing. Nearly all of them bought either by Rose or when I was with Rose. No way did I pick them up by myself. Skinny jeans and a t-shirt are the way forward.

"See, now you look beautiful." Rose winked at me but I just sighed and walked out of the room to pick up a clutch bag I had sitting on the table in the kitchen. Even Hammy looked at me weird, and I could just tell if he could talk he would be laughing at me. He knew I hated getting dressed up, so much effort, and for what? I don't ever get anything back for it.

No, no, Bella, this could end up in you getting laid tonight my girl so suck it up, there is a light at the end of this tunnel. Yeah, well then give me a fucking torch to get there cause all I see right now is darkness.

Yeah, I could see it in his innocent blue eyes, he was mocking me, but if he wanted to go down that road, I'd just remind him what his name was and that would definitely be a touché moment... and even the thought of talking to my cat like that is why I'm going to be alone forever. My god.

So once I had filled my purse with a new box of cigarettes, my phone, a lighter, some money, my keys, I bid Hammy farewell and left the apartment. Rose insisted I put condoms in there as well, but there was no chance anything like that would be happening tonight, me being me and all.

There was a huge line outside of the club and I really prayed Rosalie had got us in. I trusted she had though, she had those types of connections, her father for one was some big ass business tycoon and her brother a well known photographer or something. High fashion shots and other things too, I'd met him a couple times and he seemed nice. Not that I spoke to him, because I didn't know him and for some reason, I have a hard time talking to people I don't know.

Other than when I'm at work, that's a different Bella there. That's happy, perky, candy-is-pretty-and-tasty-lets-all-smile-and-ride-unicorns-while-throwing-sherbert-at-one-another Bella. This was very different Bella. This Bella was beginning to wonder why she let Rose bring me out in the first place...

We walked to the front of the long queue of people, some of them giving us dirty looks and whispering things to each other. Just the thought of people paying attention to me was making me blush. Already, geez. I ran my hand through my hair and sighed, keeping my eyes on my shoes as I walked gingerly behind Rose. I wished I was like her sometimes, she took no notice of the people staring at us and confidently strode to the front. There was a large man with dark sunglasses on, he looked us both up and down, another largely built man standing beside him with a clipboard.

"Name?" He asked in a deep, gruff voice.

"Rosalie and Bella Swan." She stated, flicking her blonde her back. The man looked over at his colleague who checked the list and nodded, then he nodded at us and let us through. "Thank you." Rosalie smiled sweetly at him and the man who looked like he was made of stone actually cracked a smile.

"I would have let you two in anyway beautiful," He said, "but you know what some young ladies are like, thinking they can dress real nice and still get in. Boss upstairs changed the rules, so I gotta check. You girls have fun now." I timidly smiled back at him and Rose giggled while we ascended the stairs up to the club.

It was one of those clubs that was in a huge townhouse... well, would have been town house, and Rose was right, it was really nice. Loud music was booming everywhere when we got to the top of the stairs, there were leather seats with people talking on them with light mainly coming from the chandeliers that were hung around. The glow they gave off was a warm one though, not harsh, and there was just something about the place that made me relax a bit as we weaved ourselves amongst the people to the bar.

I was really tempted to mess with the damn bra Rose had put me in. It pushed my boobs so far up, I thought if they went any further, I'd just have to tilt my chin a bit to be resting on them. Ok, maybe not so high that they were in my face, but I had a damn good cleavage and that was a first. Although the bra was still irritating me.

Rose ordered us some drinks, I didn't really care what I had, just as long as it was strong. That was the only way anybody would be able to talk to me, if I had a good amount of alcohol in the system. We chatted while sipped on our drinks until some guy on the other side of Rose started talking to her, "Hey baby, haven't I seen you some place before?" He asked seductively. Rose just rolled her eyes, not even turning round to look at him,

"Yeah, that's why I don't go there anymore." I giggled quietly into my drink as she shook her head and rolled her eyes at me.

"Mm, I guess it was a bit weird, it being the men's room and all." Oh touché. Rose huffed and turned around on her stool to face the person sitting beside her, then she put her drink down and gasped a little before smiling widely.

"Jasper?" She said, looking a bit shocked and pulling the blond man who was basically the male version of her into a hug. And my god was he HOT. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you the same question big sis. Don't you have a family waiting for you at home?" He teased nudging her side.

"Yeah, well, I'm not mommy tonight, I'm taking the night off if that's ok with you. Who are you here with?"

He looked briefly behind him, at some guy, I could only see the back of his head though. He had nice hair, it was all dishevelled and bronzed and lovely. I bet his face looks like the rear end of a donkey. I found that tended to be the case with a lot of guys with nice back-of-the-heads. Sad times. But at least he had nice hair.

"Edward. We thought we'd have a bit of a boy's night out as well. I see you're with Bella." He flashed a glorious smile at me with his perfect pearly whites, his sharp blue eyes twinkling. And of course I blushed and nearly chocked on my drink. How fucking shameful. "Um, are you ok?" Rose turned round to look at me as well as I sat chocking at the bar, looking really cool I'm sure, as per. No I'm not ok, hello, chocking retard here.

I nodded anyway, not wanting to cause a scene or any more of one. When I could finally breathe again, I smiled at them both, but their concerned and slightly amused faces only made me blush again. Even deeper this time. I started thinking how many Sex on the Beach's I would have to drink before that stopped happening.

Some guys actually came up to me during the night, which I got really giddy over, they were really cute and sweet and they bought me drinks. But then my inner retard kicked in and I found I couldn't say much back to them and I sat there blushing and really wanting to just go home and curl up with my cat in front of the TV with a cigarette. I found an excuse of needing to go out and have a smoke, and god did I need it. I couldn't go back in there, I just made myself look like an idiot seeing as the only people I could talk to was Rose and the bartender. So I lit up again, and again, and again, until I was actually getting really cold and had to go back inside.

Rose was off dancing with Jasper, him being her brother I guess he was the only guy there she could trust not to try and feel her up. Which left me alone at the bar, with money in my purse and highly alcoholic beverages on offer. So I thought, fuck this shit, I'm getting pissed.

And this was ultimately how I met Edward. The guy with the nice hair. Turns out he was a total utter GOD. So much for the ass face, my bad. He was beautiful and he had the most flippin' amazing green eyes. I couldn't stop staring at him. Maybe my beer goggles were a bit too close to my eyes but he was so inhumanly beautiful, and yeah, maybe I wasn't in the best state of mind but even I could see that.

"Well 'Just Bella', I'm Edward Cullen." Oh god speak again, speak again! I wanted to bottle his voice so when I was feeling a bit lonely in the night, open the bottle and have a little listen. Hammy might get a bit jealous, but so what. I bit my lip as I looked at him, the alcohol in my system was making my eyes flutter more than I wanted it too. I want to see his face, I wanted to just keep...my eyes...open and... w-o-w. I giggled and slid my hand out over the bar, "Well it's nice to meet you Edward Cullen." Mmm, more than nice.

I smiled wider as he chuckled, his laugh reminded me of a bubble bath I don't know why, but it did. Wow, a bubble bath. Man, I would not mind soaking in Edward."Well it's more than nice to meet you Bella Swan." I sat up straight, swaying a little as I did.

"Oh shit, did I say that out loud? I'm sorry... mouth, brain, filter thingy, I don't know... it's gone." I laughed again, totally unaware of what the hell I was saying. But it' was kinda funny. I am a pretty funny person. I wonder if people realise how funny I am...

"Do you want another drink?" Edward asked, his mouth pulled up at one side as he smiled. I ran my hand through my hair and nodded vigorously, making all the hair I'd just pulled back fall forward again, making me laugh... again.

"I would love a drink!" I said sounding determined, "I've only had three... or four... mm, this may be my seventh? It doesn't really matter." Ok, so I wasn't making sense, but whatever, I was drunk. At least I didn't resemble a beetroot. Which I normally would do by now. No beetroot, free drinks, hot guy. Fuck. I can live with this.

EPOV

I probably should have stopped drinking. It was getting excessive and I was really wavering over the line of drunk and wasted. I sighed, rubbing my head on my head irritably waved the bartender over to order our drinks, "Can I have water and..." I looked over at Bella who was looking very determined and yet totally spaced out at the same time. It took her a while to even realises I was waiting for her order.

"Oh right! Me... uh, I want... something strong. Only water, Edward? You're going to miss out on the buzz!" She snorted as the bartender went off to get our drinks. There was nothing that I knew of to actually sober me up right now, water, eating food, coffee and cold showers were all myths. The only thing I could think of was pissing it out of my system. I always felt a bit less... intoxicated after pissing.

"I'll be back in a second, love." I said getting up from my stool and tapping Bella's arm, she snorted tilting forward a bit before biting her lip and smiling,

"You'd better be otherwise I'm going to be looking like..." she waved her hand around the air while she thought, hiccuping, "stupid."

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"And I thought it was ridiculous but, I really love my cat, you know? He's like my best friend. Do you know what I mean? Do I sound stupid? You know I never talk to people and now I can't shut up. Do you like cats?" Bella and I had moved over to some leather seats, she had continued to drink and I think she'd reached the stage of no return. She was rambling about all sorts, it was really quite adorable actually.

"Uh, I guess I do like cats. Dogs as well." I shrugged. I'd sobered up a bit, the room wasn't spinning anymore, but I was still rather tipsy. She nodded seriously like I'd just given an answer to a question that had seemed seemingly unanswerable, like the question of life. I laughed at that and she smiled at me, collapsing flat on the sofa, her head falling into my lap.

If you react right now Cullen, I swear to god... but I couldn't help it and I closed my eyes to try and hide the fact I was slowly but surely pitching a tent in my pants. Dammit. Thank fuck she didn't seem to notice.

"I am soooooooo tired." She mumbled into my pants as I tried to shift from underneath her, but as I tried to move away she moved her hand right to the crotch of my pants, and whether she meant to or not, tensed. Oh holy fucking shit.

"We could always...go back to...mine?" I asked, my voice slightly strained as I removed her hand. Oh crap, I didn't mean to come off as some ass just trying to get into her pants...

She sat up then, her eyes slowly opening. Her make-up was surprisingly intact despite her rubbing her eyes on multiple occasions. She grabbed her clutch up off the table and stood, swaying and smiling. "Let's go. Wait, wait, do you have marshmallows at yours, I'm really craving them right now?" She giggled, putting her hand against the wall to stop her falling back down.

I stood, "Marshmallows?" I think I had every type of food there ever was at my apartment... Olivia liked everything, except she was in the main house tonight, "I think I do."

She smiled widely and kissed my cheek, "I think I love you. Take me anywhere Edward Cullen."

"Don't you want to tell your friend where you've gone?" She waved her hand dismissively.

"I've got my phone, I'm all grown up, don't worry. Let's just... go."

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I flicked the lights as we entered my apartment, and Bella span around in a circle, open mouthed and stumbled forward to look around, "Holy shit, your apartment is, like, five billion times bigger than mine!" She gawped, still spinning around, "It's so pretty!" I smiled as I walked into the kitchen and put down my keys.

"Thank you. So, do you want these marshmallows?" I asked, searching the cupboards.

"Yesssssss!" She almost sang as she span around the apartment and then disappeared into the living room. I laughed again, searching the cupboards until I came across a bag of marshmallows. I took them out and walked into the living room to see Bella spinning under the chandelier.

I stood at the door way watching her as she gazed up at it, smiling, "Your place is so pretty." She said, finally stopping and then taking a moment to gather herself together. I threw the bag of marshmallows at her but she missed them and frowned, picking the bag up off the floor. She then tried with all her might to open them but failed. It was funny watching her, her face twisting and her brows furrowing. She bit her lip as well, and it looked like she was really concentrating.

I couldn't watch her anymore, she looked like she might hurt herself. She whined as I approached and took the bag from her, "I can't do it." She whined like a child which only made me laugh again as I opened the bag with ease and handed it back to her. She pouted and put her hand in, popping one in her mouth, smiling and humming in contentment as she turned and looked around the room.

She took one step forward only to whine again as she looked down at her shoes, "Fucking shoes... fucking... Rose..." She bent down to take them off but just ended up toppling over and ending up on the floor, "Whoops!" She giggled as she lay on the white rug, "Ah god, these shoes, are sooo fucking..." She tried to get the other one off but then gave up and just stayed lying on the floor. Her hair splayed out on the rug as she lay there and I slowly walked over to where she was and knelt down at her feet, removing her shoes. She moaned loudly in appreciation as I did and then smiled.

"Marshmallow?" She offered, holding one in the air. I moved forward to take it from her but she moved it away. Ah playing games are we?

"Ooh, you missed." She moved it somewhere else and I leant forward for it but she just moved it again, always giggling. Dammit, I didn't even like marshmallows.

Then she placed it on top of her lips and smiled. I crawled up the length of her body and hovered above her as the marshmallow vibrated from her giggling, mm, she was god. Slowly, I leant down and took it between my teeth, sucking it back into my mouth, chewing and swallowing it. She looked up at me, her body still trembling with her laughter. Her eyes were like pools of chocolate although they were glazed over, glazed chocolate. She licked her lips and then bit down on the bottom one. They were small and peachy. Perfect. Beautiful. Just like her. I really wanted to touch those lips. They looked so soft, so...

I was cut off in my thoughts as she reached up and pressed them against mine. Woah, ok! I tensed, not really knowing what to do or think. She clearly felt me tensing because she pulled away and looked regretful, her eyes shut tightly and she was shaking her head,

"I'm sorry... I... um... I'm so-" I couldn't take her jibbering, I leant down and captured her lips again in mine. Yeah, why the hell not, I mean, she was freakin' gorgeous and I'm not married anymore. At first she didn't make any sort of movement and I wondered if I'd just been rejected... or if she'd passed out. I didn't really want to open my eyes to check for either so I just carried on kissing her, urging her for some sort of response. She just kissed me first!

I felt her smile against her lips and slowly she became responsive to mine. She took my bottom lip between hers, nibbling it just ever so slightly whilst she moved her hands up the length of my back, lightly tracing with her finger tips. Holy shit, who knew someone touching your back could make you feel so...hot? I had not realised some places were so sensitive to a light touch. Hers were sending me tingly everywhere. And I mean, everywhere. I suddenly became aware once more or a... situation downstairs. I groaned feeling my dick causing a bit of a scene, Hello, I'm up, I'm here and I could do with a seeing to... Yeah, shut up.

Bella giggled, snaking her hands further up until they were laced in my hair, tracing her tongue along my bottom lip. I parted my lips, allowing her entrance to my mouth and she dived in feverishly, sweeping her tongue along side mine, pulling my hair gently and pulling me down as close as I could get, her tongue exploring every part of my mouth it could, filling it with her slightly smoky, very sweet and very alcoholic tasting breath. It was fucking awesome. If I could get drunk on Bella then that time would be now. She moaned into my mouth, moving her hips to meet mine, trying to create some sort of friction. I think it was then that some random teenage-like hormones just came racing through me and I lost all rational thought. It may have been 'hormones' it might have been the alcohol or it may very well have just been me, but all I knew was this girl had me and I was not going back.

Sorry me, you'll thank me in the long run.

Oh Edward, you are totally fucked. Literally.

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