"Relentless, yes, it's true

My motor mouth runs over you

Over you, over you

Over you, over you"

Tegan and Sara (Alligator)

Chapter 3: Emmett

I know I've mentioned this before but I am not a person at all. Especially when someone else wakes me up—that really infuriates me. I mean, does nobody think, "Oh maybe she wants to keep sleeping soundly"? When somebody else wakes me up I pretty much hate them the entire day because they interrupted my beauty slumber.

So as I'm having some dream I won't remember, a loud knocking noise stirs me out of my beloved rest time and my feathers are automatically ruffled. Who would dare to knock on my door and wake me up?

Groaning loudly, I slowly raise myself up and sludge off the bed. My shoulders are slumped, my legs feel like jello, and I'm groggy as ever but by darn I'm going to smack whoever's on the other side of that door. Oh yes, they would pay for sure.

"Who is it?" I asked, frustrated.

"Yours truly." A far too familiar voice replied and suddenly I just felt like puking. Emmett.

I swung the door open forcefully and sent daggers at him with my eyes. Curse that sexy man, curse him.

"What in the world are you doing?" I practically snapped; he was far too peppy to be up at this time.

"I brought you coffee, sunshine. Hope I didn't wake you up…" He smiled cheekily at me and Lord have mercy how my knees went week at the sight of those dimples.

"Emmett…" I whined, "Too early, way too early."

"Nah, didn't know what time you went to work so I figured the early bird gets the worm. Oh and by the way, it's 10." He shrugged nonchalantly.

"No no no. Emmett, first of all you don't need to keep showing up wherever I am. I'm trying to tell you that what happened happened and we need to move on. Oh and secondly, please don't ever wake me up ever again, early or late; EVER! Now do you understand all that nice and clear?" I tried my best to give him a threatening look. I really was serious but him being a cute, nice guy wasn't helping.

"Isabellllla stop trying to push me out. It's inevitable that I'll be in your life so why fight it so much, hmm?" He reached a hand out to tilt my chin up towards him, his other hand still holding a cup of coffee that looked very inviting.

I sighed, defeated for now, and ushered him into my kitchen where I offered to make him breakfast. If I couldn't make him leave then I might as well try and make the best out of it and get comfortable. I made him a waffle and some bacon while sipping on my coffee and listening to him tell me stories. When I presented him with the plate of food and I sat down across from him, he looked at me with a quizzical expression.

"Didn't you make yourself one?" He asked, coating his plate in syrup.

"Um no, I'm not hungry at all." I shrugged, telling the half-truth. I really wasn't hungry but that wasn't the reason I wasn't eating. I had grown used to eating only one meal a day with the occasional snacks so my stomach really felt quite fine; Emmett McCarty did not need to know that though.

"Ahh Bella, you can cook and bake! The way to man's heart is through his stomach for sure." He smiled at me after taking a bite of what now looked like a sickeningly sweet mess.

"Thanks, I appreciate it." I nodded, "Tell me about how you know Rosalie; you couldn't have known her during high school without me hearing about you."

"Oh, Rosalie—one of a kind woman. Have you met her friend Liam?"

"Yeah, a few times, why?"

"Because I'm his brother."

"Oh my goodness, really? How come I never met you then?" Liam McCarty and Rosalie went out a few times before settling on being friends and I had hung out with them numerous times. I didn't think I'd ever met Emmett before but to know that I had been so close to during high school was eerie.

"I didn't spend my time around him much back then but now we're pretty close actually. I know I've heard your name before." He explained.

"That's really weird, Emmett; Rose never told me that you two were siblings."

"Well ta-da, we are. Why, did you like Liam too?" He stuffed more syrup-covered waffle in his mouth and I chuckled at his personality.

"Nope, not my type I'm afraid." I shrugged.

"That could technically be an insult considering the fact that some people mistake us for twins." He accused though his tone was light and happy.

"Meh, Liam has a cuter face." I teased playfully.

"Whatever, Swan, you know I'm irresistible." He winked at me before I noticed his now empty plate.

Holy cupcake! That man could scarf down his food like a wild animal or something.

"Emmett, were yah hungry or something? Geez!" I picked up his plate and laughed. Syrup was still in puddles across the plate and it reminded me of a little boy.

"It was delicious, what can I say?" He rubbed his stomach, "Hey Bella, come here."

"Yeah?" I raised my eyebrow and walked around to where he sat on a barstool.

My reason and my sanity flew out of the window as soon as his mouth was on mine. His large hands were slightly rough against my cheeks and his lips weren't exactly being gentle but at the moment I didn't care the slightest bit. All of my "unwavering control" and "ability to resist lust" were driving away in a limo while I groped the goofy man in front of me.

His hands were now roaming everywhere and a deep, guttural moan vibrated from his mouth. All I tasted was a mixture of syrup and Emmett and I think I liked kissing more than I liked cream-cheese frosting…and that's really saying something!

Right after I had made my decision that I was going to jump this man's bones atop my counter, the loud techno sound of Tegan and Sara's "Alligator" caused me to reluctantly pull away. Maybe it's just me but hearing a high voice sing out "Sensitive, it's true" to a dance-ish beat is not an exactly ideal mood-setter.

Emmett stared at me like he was either about to throttle me or break out into a disco routine and the lust officially died there. Still out of breath from the massive make out session, I quickly answered my cell phone that was blaring next to me.

"Hello?" I tried not to blatantly pant.

"Bella? It's Rosalie."

The sane side of Bella wanted to thank Rosalie over and over again for stopping a possible mistake but the crazy side simply wanted to murder her. Mental check to change my ringtone to Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On" or something, too.

"Whatcha need, flaxy?"

"Well I'm on my way to your apartment currently and figured we'd go shopping since Jake's running Sugar High today." She explained to me.

"Um yeah sure, that'll be fine, I'll get ready now."

"I'm so glad you're up! I was prepared to dump water on you or something but you sound pretty chipper already. My little baby is finally growing up!"

"Yeah well why are you up?"

"Honey, I may like sleep but not enough to waste a perfectly good morning when I could be shopping and beating crowds to enormous sales. If shopping is involved than I can force myself to be ready, much to popular disbelief." She scoffed.

"Okay then, well I'll see you in a few minutes." I tried to wrap the conversation up so I could shove the big oaf out A.S.A.P. But being Bella Swan, whose life is never easy, Emmett decides to chime his two sense in at the most inopportune time.

"Hey is that Rosalie?" His loud voice rang out and there was no doubt that Rose had heard him.

"Oh my gosh Bella, is that Emmett?" She raised her voice on the other end.

"Um yeah maybe, but—"

"Hold on, I'm pulling up, I'll be right there. Get decent little missy! I can't believe you…" She interrupted before promptly hanging up.

I turned toward Emmett warily, not looking forward to having to explain myself to Rosalie. I needed my control and reason to get back from their joyride and enter my jumbled brain again. I missed my simple life where everything was on my calendar and nothing surprising ever messed me up. Who knew something like this would affect me so much?

It's like getting what looks like a chocolate cupcake with vanilla icing, biting into it, and realizing it's actually an espresso cupcake with a vanilla bean frosting. It's not what you expected or wanted and you don't know whether to keep trying it or throw it away. It's so frustrating!

"What'd Rosie say?"

"First off, she'd kill you on the spot if you called her Rosie to her face. But I need you to leave like…right now. Thanks for the coffee, the chitchat, and the kisses but you seriously need to leave my life for good now, capiche?" Okay so maybe I snapped a little bit but c'mon, Bella Swan needed to move forward.

I couldn't have this hot man interrupting me and fiddling with my mind all the time—absolutely not.

"Bella, please stop pushing me out right now because we both know you can't resist me. Just leave us be and go with the flow, capiche?" He mocked me as he circled his arms around my waist.

"No no no! You are leaving right now mister; and I don't go with the flow!"

He leaned down and kissed me once softly, making me glare at him with annoyance.

"Simmer down princess, all is well at the moment." He grinned.

Yes the dimples still affected me greatly but no I wasn't going to let the princess comment slide. But before I could blast him or beat him with my handy dandy spatula, the door flung open and Rose stood there staring curiously. Sometimes I wish I'd never given her that damn key.

"Emmett, how lovely to see you. Drop in last night?" She strolled in, smirking at us both.

"Pfft, I wish. I just stopped by this morning to bring her some coffee—purely innocent." He chuckled.

"Well how 'bout we catch up while Bella here goes to get ready, hmm?"

"Um, well actually, Emmett was just leaving." I said quickly.

"Aw no, don't leave! You should come shopping with us; it'll be like old times for you and me."

"No! I'm positive he has plans today—he's a very busy man. Not to mention, why would he want to go shopping?" I interjected. No way was he going with us, was she stupid?

"Well actually, I have nothing better to do. Why would I not want to spend my day with two beautiful ladies?" He eyed me knowingly, almost wanting to annoy me at this point.

"It's settled then. Now go get ready Bella, shoo." She made the 'shooing' motion at me.

This was not good.

After half a day's worth of shopping with a fashionista and a hot goofball, I was worn out. I had tried on so many different clothes and shoes it wasn't even funny and Emmett liked to howl at us each time we showed him.

Aside from all that though, one thing was very clear to me: Emmet and Rosalie had chemistry. It was weird to see and admit since I had made out with him earlier, but I couldn't deny it.

He'd act like a loony and she'd quickly put him in his place—which he surprisingly loved! It was quite funny to watch but in both their eyes I could see a fondness for each other.

My new plan was to set the two of them up, which I hoped wouldn't be too difficult. It would get Emmett off my back, my control back in place, and my best friend (hopefully) happiness. The only negative thing going for me was the fact that I'd slept with him. I mean that's kind of awkward if you date a guy your best friend has slept with. But other than that, I had faith their relationship would work. Hopefully…

A/N: So what'd you think? Like, dislike, hate, love? Oh, and no I didn't misspell "Crazier", it's meant to be "Crazy(ier)" but the parentheses marks can't be in the title. Just thought I'd let you know (: Review and let me know your thoughts!