Okay, so another chapter- it would have been up sooner but I've just started University and all my assignments are already piling up :(

This chapter contains a small Lemon, avert eyes if that's not your thing ;)

As always; as much as I wish I owned it- I don't. I just own what you don't recognise :( ... Upsets me too.

IMPORTANT::

THIS CHAPTER IS SLIGHTLY SMALLER AS I PLAN ON GETTING ANOTHER ONE OUT TONIGHT OR TOMORROW AS THAT ONE IS SMALLER STILL.

I'M ALSO GOING TO START TEASERS... THESE TEASERS WILL BE THE MINI-ARTICLES AT THE START OF EACH CHAPTER FROM 'HOLLYNEWS . COM'

SO PLEASE REVIEW FOR THE FOURTH CHAPTER TEASER... THAT IS, IF YOU WANT IT :D

SO ENOUGH OF MY BLAB...

Enjoy!

Chapter Two

HollyNews . com

September 13th 2010

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, MISS B!

Last night Miss Bella Swan showed Las Vegas just how this beauty and her Hollywood entourage like to party. Our sources revealed that Bella was sipping virgins' up until the precious hour of twelve, when she could legally say 'tequila!' without any questions and she didn't stop there. Apparently Miss Swan spent the night bouncing from one club to another making sure the bartenders knew she was no longer twenty and could enjoy a night of Sin City Life without any police involvement if she could keep herself PG13. Though according to our pictures it looked like she was right on the verge of resembling a baby Bambi on unstable legs by the end of her siesta. All we have to say for now Miss B is, today's your birthday- enjoy it, but not too much. Check back in tomorrow with news of B's birthday night and how that turns out.

Edward's POV

I read the article before closing my laptop down as the pilot announced our descent from the air.

"Miss Swan again?" My brother- Emmett -asked in humor, as he saw the picture of Bella before I closed my laptop. "Jeez, when are you ever going to get over your little crush?" He asked.

"I do not have a crush." I said sarcastically. Although I was lying through my teeth- it's not like there's nothing to like about her. Although her track record with partying and guys weren't great, Bella Swan's beauty made up for it. In my personal opinion anyway.

"Whatever." He replied easily. "Anyway-" He said, dragging the word out. "I cannot believe Lil Petey is getting hitched."

"No- what's hard to believe is that Char let him have his bachelor party in Las Vegas." I said with a smirk. It was commonly known in our family that my Cousin no longer had balls. Or at least his fiancé had them in a steel grip.

"Yeah, but you know what they say bro, what happens in Vegas- stays in Vegas!" I laughed as Emmett face broke out in a huge smile. He looked like a geeky teenager getting his hands on his first porno and I laughed harder at the image of my big, burly brother being a geeky, small teenager. Even though I'd grown up with him and seen him as a teenager- looking at him now you would never think he was any smaller than he was. He was just too big.

"Yeah, keep telling yourself that." I replied, more sedately. I was always known as the more in-line brother. It was part of the reason why I went into medicine- it was always calculated and straight-laced. Plus my Dad had always wanted one of his Sons to follow in his footsteps, and it wasn't ever going to Emmett. So I did, without hesitation. Emmett was perfectly happy bouncing from one job to the next and living out of his trust fund. He was currently a bouncer at one of the clubs by where he lived in his bachelor-pad apartment in Chicago.

"So your not going to do anything to let that fluffy hair of yours down? Get a bit wild?" He asked.

"My hair is not fluffy." I told him. "And no. I'm here for Peter's bachelor party, but that doesn't mean I need to act like a neanderthal."

"Just you wait, before the end of the night you'll be having some fun."

"Yeah sure." I commented dryly. "So whose here already? I know where the last to arrive."

"Yeah, because of you." He muttered.

"I have a important job that I can't just take off." I replied without pretending not to hear him.

"Yeah whatever bro. Anyway, Peter, Mike, Eric and Luca and a couple more guys all got here yesterday morning. They all went out last night as well."

"Oh. I wonder how much trouble they caused."

"Doubt it was much without me." He told me with a sly smirk.

We got off the plane as quickly as we could, which was saying something as it was at slugs pace trying to get down the aisles. But once we made it out into the humid corridor that took us to the luggage carousel it was much quicker and luckily for me my bag was one of the first off. Unlucky for my bear of a Brother, his was one of the last. I waited for around half an hour for his bag to arrive and because he was busy checking out a woman who was standing next to him I got to watch as he missed it the first time round.

"Dumb ass." I muttered as I watched him realize he would have to wait longer. I chuckled as he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly turning away from the woman and focusing on the carousel.

"Dude, can you believe it took that long to get my bag when we booked in at the same time?"

"Probably because you missed it the first time, checking out that woman's ass." I told him with a smirk.

"You saw that huh?" He asked, embarrassed at being caught.

"Uh huh." I chuckled as I started walking away. He told me, well threatened that I couldn't tell anyone, but I didn't think it was that funny to tell so I promised I'd keep it to myself as we got ourselves a cab.

Our hotel room was nothing special, it literally had two beds, a wardrobe and a connected bathroom but it wasn't like we needed the extra space. We were only going to be here the night.

Emmet launched his suitcase onto his chosen bed and then stretched while I placed mine down and started to open it.

"Come on, I'm hungry." Emmett said.

"Your always hungry." I told him with a chuckle.

"Yeah, so I need to go sate my hunger. What are you doing?" He asked me in confusion as I started to hang my things up.

"I'm unpacking." I said in confusion.

"Well, don't." He said. "What's the point? Were here for one night and that's it. There isn't even enough in you bag to be worth unpacking. Let's go get some food." I shook my head and continued. He was right- there wasn't much, but I didn't want it creasing in my bag.

"There. Done." I told him once I had finished. I wiped my hands on my pants once before putting my bag under the space beneath my bed.

"Great! I've just text Pete and there gunna meet us at Hooters on the strip." He said waggling his eyebrows. "And the fun begins." I laughed at his antic nervously, I knew he would try and push as many girls onto me as he could- like always. It wasn't like I was a virgin by any means of the word. I just didn't have that much experience and the only times I'd ever had sex was when I was in a relationship. I shuddered as I thought of my last girlfriend Tanya. I should have known from the beginning that it wasn't meant to be because my Mom couldn't stand her, and I could always trust my Mom's judgment. Turns out she was right. Tanya was only with me for the fact that I was a Doctor and she was absolutely livid when I broke up with her- so angry she swore vengeance. Although I had to laugh at that because all she really cared about was her hair, makeup and clothes. Oh, and when her next manicure was. So I was pretty sure I was safe from her wrath considering it had been just over a year.

Hooters was only a five minute cab drive from our hotel and I questioned Emmett's choice of location, knowing he had picked it for that fact and for the fact that we were in walking distance of many strip clubs. But I conceded that this was a bachelor holiday and I couldn't stop all the guys from having fun. Even if my fun was only a half hearted attempt. The guys' were all in the same hotel as us but were probably out already as they hadn't mention meeting us in the lobby, and instead choose to meet us there.

"Where's the groom?" Emmett boomed as we walked into the family establishment and spotted Pete with a bunch of other guys.

"Emmett! Eddie! Come join us!" Peter shouted back.

"It's Edward." I muttered with a sigh, knowing that even after all these years he wasn't going to give up on that terrible nickname.

I gave my Cousin a hug before patting a few of the guys on the back and taking a seat. "So how was last night?" I asked everyone, but mostly directed it at Peter.

"Well, we were going to go get lap dances, but we thought we'd wait for the whole party to arrive." Peter said with a laugh before slapping me on the back, I held back a wince. "So we just went club hopping. All innocent. Except Mike nearly got some girl to go back with him to the hotel as he tells it." He teased, looking straight at Mike.

"And how I tell it is the truth!" Mike shouted at Peter. "If it wasn't for her bitch of a friend showing up." He said with a waggle of his eyebrows- it wasn't as effective as Emmett's. To tell the truth, I'd never like Mike. Emmett, Alice and I had grown up next door to him and although I tolerate him- as do Emmett, Alice and Peter -we could never honestly, really like him. I personally thought it was his personality- he thought he was the 'it' man. Especially in high school were we all went together back in Chicago. Although Alice will swear it's his sense of style- but that's only her. He was slimy with girls to say the least as well, so I thought that girl last night- if he was telling the truth as you could never tell with Newton, he even lied about how he lost his virginity at fourteen when he was actually eighteen -was very fortunate and lucky she had such a perceptive friend to look out for her.

"I swear she was the most gorgeous little thing I have ever set my eyes on." Mike said, gaining everyone's attention. "Brunette, huge brown eyes, body with curves to die for, great rack and don't get me started on her lips. What else could a man ask for?" He laughed and everyone laughed with him, except me, Em and Pete. We all glanced at each other with slightly raised eyebrows- what a douche, they all said. "I swear she looked like that Swan chick." My head shot back to him. No way was he telling the truth now, I thought. "You know the one in them films. What are they called again."

"Moonlight Saga." I muttered, but he still heard me.

"Yeah. That's it." He almost shouted. "Isn't she like a werewolf or something."

"She kills them." I said.

"That's hot." I tuned him out after that.

If what was said on HollyNews was right then Bella Swan was here in Las Vegas, but never in a million years would Mike- Mike Newton -be able to get a girl like her. She'd have to be insane.

I sat mostly quiet after that, just adding a stray comment here and there until we started back to our hotel. We made plans to meet at about half seven that night to get something to eat in the hotel restaurant before heading out for some fun.

"Ha!" Emmett boomed as soon as we were got to our room. "Can you believe Mike. The girl was more likely to have one tooth than to be Bella Swan. I mean, the guy has standards- low standards." He chuckled and I joined him. He was right about that, it was the same thing I had been thinking- there was no way it was Bella Swan, let alone anyone that looked like her.

"Yeah. You right." I told him in between my chuckles. "I'm getting a shower." I told him before grabbing a towel and boxers and heading for the bathroom.

The water poured over my body and I was able to release the tension I didn't know I had in my back, I groaned at the sensation. My mind drifted to the various pictures that HollyNews had sported of Bella Swan last night, in her tight dress and high fuck-me-now heels and I felt myself grow hard in a second. I moaned at the imagery in my photographic memory and let my hand drift lower until I had grasped myself and squeezed tightly. I felt my mind slip away as I started to pump my shaft almost viciously and I didn't think about the fact that my brother was in the next room with just paper-thin walls to mask my sounds. I pictured her curves that were so perfect that they would mold to my hands if I ever got lucky enough to get that close to her, they begged to be touched. I got frantic with my movements with all the imagery, but it wasn't until I pictured her lips that I lost control and I coated the wall in my orgasm, shouting in pleasure.

I rested my head on the opposite wall for a minute before I resumed and finished my shower, before getting out.

When I stepped back into the room I knew Emmett had heard me as he had a smirk on his face, but luckily he didn't say anything, choosing to take his turn in the bathroom. I just shook my head before getting my clothes for the night out of the wardrobe. Since it was a bachelor night I opted to wear some casual black jeans with a white shirt, a black blazer and black loafers.

I got dressed and quickly ran a brush through my hair and let it do it's own thing like usual before I decided to watch some TV to wait for my brother. Once Emmett and I were both ready we only had five minutes before seven-thirty so we made our way down to find everyone waiting in the reception.

"Had to style your hair, pretty boy?" Peter asked me with humor coating his voice.

"This?" I asked pointing to my hair with a smirk. "Nah, it's naturally stylish."

"Sure." He said with a laugh. To be honest most of the time I had the urge to cut it all off as it was a hassle most of the time, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

We were sat quickly in the restaurant as we were a bigger party of people but by the end of the meal the host and other diners were looking at us in disgust by our less-than-sedate conversation topics. Well they knew we were a bachelor party, by the t-shirt Peter was sporting that Emmett had had made. It was just a plain black T but in huge white writing on the front it said 'What Happens at the Bachelor Party, Stays at the Bachelor Party.' While on the back it said 'How About a Blow Job?.'

"So are you going to have one last fling while were here Petey boy?" Mike asked loudly as we walked out the hotel and to the first club.

"And risk Char finding out?" Peter replied with a laugh, I could tell by his face that he would never even think of doing something like that to Charlotte. They were practically soul mates. If you believed in that kind of thing.

"Don't you mean you won't risk Alice finding out and telling Char, damn girl is physic- I swear." Emmett said, cursing our little sister for her perceptiveness. It was actually true, we could never get away with anything with Alice, she always knew. Then our mother always found out from Alice's little mouth, let's just say that Emmett and I where never fans of the perception she's always had.

I clapped my little brother on the back as I laughed at his thoroughly disgruntled voice.

"She gets better with age as well." I said, warning the guys I was with. "It wouldn't surprise me if she knew everything that was going to happen on this trip already."

"Sure, Cullen." Mike said in a scathing voice. Like I said- there was no friendship between us and there never would be, and I was more than happy with that.

We only ended up going to around three clubs, but by the end one I'd had so much to drink I could barely stand. The last thing I could clearly remember was a pair of big bambi-like brown eyes.

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