AN: Yay! Chapter three is finally here!

Thank you Stephanie Meyer, for granting me with such lovable characters.

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BPOV

I was so busy rellishing in the fact that Edward had a painful headache to fully understand his question. He was asking me for his number.

"You're not one-night stand material, Bells." Emmett, Alice's brother, teased at my first mention of meaningless sex. "You'd end up having an emotional connection with a shoe on the side of the road." I rolled my eyes to show him that I thought the idea was completely absurd. However, part of me felt guilty that the shoe had been seperated from its other half.

Other one-night stands, I was able to sneak out of the house before there was any awkward moments.

I was here because I wanted a release from the pain of betrayel.

Why does this gorgeous ass hole not see that?

"Look -Edward, is it?- I was honestly just here for one night. I'm not really looking for a relationship..." I slid my clothes on a began to search the room to ensure that I had not forgotten anything. I knew that most of my stuff had been scattered throughout the hallway, though.

My inner thighs burned at the memory, but I surpressed it.

He fell asleep before it got good.

Angry, I spat out, "As a matter of fact, I didn't get anything I was looking for last night." I immediatly regretted it because of the confused and hurt look on his face.

He looked like I just ran over his puppy.

Please don't make that sad face... Let me help- No, Bella, no.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, that you fell asleep." Why on God'd green earth, am I telling him this? I set my jaw and waited for an apology, glaring at him.

"I- Oh shit! I'm sorry. I had a lot to drink. More than usual-" He said, wincing, trying to talk through his headache. I need to help...

No. I have to leave before I feel too bad for him. I picked up items as I left the apartment, and left when I thought I had everything. I ignored him calling after me. He didn't even know my name, so he called me "Hey, wait".

I took the elevator down. On the sixth floor, an old lady stepped in and gave me a judgemental once over.

"Fun night?" She sneered. I shot her a glare.

"No." I was thankful I was now at the bottom floor and walked away. I hailed a taxi, and we drove back to my apartment that I shared with Alice.

"13.25." The taxi driver demanded. I reached in my purse for my wallet. It wasn't there.

Crap.

It's still at Edward's.

"Well?" The taxi driver was getting impatient.

"Hold on." I called Alice, praying that she would be there.

"Isabella Marie Swan?! Where are you?! Are you in a cellar? Oh, God! What am I supposed to tell Charlie?!" I rolled my eyes at her panic.

"Alice... Beautiful, perfect, Alice." I said. I had wanted to tell her to shut up. But I knew better. You have to bribe Alice in order to get what you want.

"What do you want?"

"Alice, darling, I'm outside but I forgot my wallet. I kind of need you to spot me." When she did not immediatly answer, my heart picked up. Oh my gosh, what if she doesn't come down to give me money? The driver seemed to get more annoyed every second that he waited. "If you give me the money, I'll wash the dishes the rest of the week- no, month!"

"Hmm... Interesting... Now, what if I don't give you the money? Do you go to like, a Cab Jail?" She mused, genuinly amused.

"Alice, stop. That's not funny." She, however, was laughing at her suggestion. A little too hard. I knew there was only one way out of a situation where Alice had the upperhand. "Three hours at the mall."

I waited for her answer, worried that she would make me raise the time, but there was a knock at the window.

Alice handed the man fifteen dollars. "Keep the change." She chirped and pulled me out of the car.

Once in our apartment, she demanded that I shower and get dressed. She was cashing in her hours right now.

"So, tell me how it went." Alice instructed as we sat at the food court, eating a slice of overpriced pizza. This was because Alice knew that I was much more pleasant to shop with when full. But, the time here did not subtract from her shopping time.

"Well I met this beyond gorgeous guy. He took me to his place. He was an amazing kisser. Right when it was getting good, he fell asleep." I said simply, trying to laugh about it.

"What?! During sex?!" Alice was absolutely livid. And much too loud. Families and friends all around us looked at us with horror and amusement. I motioned for Alice to quiet down.

"Well, we were right about to, and then he just knocked out." I blushed.

"That's definitely a first. Em's gonna get a kick out of this." I didn't bother protesting. Alice puts her mind to things, and it gets done. "So, are you going to see him again?"

I let our a snort. "No, Alice. I told him it was just a one night thing."

"How'd that come up?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"He sort of asked for my number." Alice's mouth dropped open when I told her that.

"And you didn't give it to him?"

"No... It was just-"

"Yes, yes, yes." Alice said dismissivly. "One night only. But, Bella, when we hung up, I felt it. I felt you were at the right place at the right time. I think he's the reason why."

"Look, Alice, you know I've learned to live by your premonitions. But you can't possibly know that." But her phone rang as if the Gods of Odds were working against me.

"Hello?" She said smugly, as if she knew who the unknown number was. She was watching me with an amused smile. "Oh, so you're the guy who knocks out before incredibly hot sex with my best friend. I hope you understand what an esteem killer that is."

"Alice! Stop! Gimme my phone!" I lunged across the table but she knowingly dodged every swipe.

Stupid future-seeing pixie.

"No, I totally get that you were hammered, but it was still rude." She paused to hear his response. "Well, maybe Bella doesn't want to talk to you." Pause. Gasp. "Okay! Deal! We're at the mall! We'll be here for the next two and a half hours, no more than that!"

Alice promptly hung up after that and I glared at her.

"He's going to come here in a couple minutes. He said it was the only was he'd give you your wallet back." Oh shit. He was coming here?

I did not want to be played by this player.

And my so-called best friend invited him here!

Stupid pixie.

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