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A/N: NEW SETH OBSESSION ;D just wanted to tell you.
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EPOV.
She went out to answer her phone. Emmett and I have been talking about home for the passed four years. The four years that I wasn't there. He talked about him and Rosalie, and how far they've gotten. I talked about how amazing uni was and how much it hurt after Tanya left me for some other guy. Tanya and I had been together for a good three to four years.
I honestly thought she cared. But she didn't. Now, I have to deal with all this stuff with sharing a room with the brown haired girl. She's incredibly lush. I didn't ask Emmett about it, or I would seem really suspicious and the first thing they tell you on the teacher course is that it's illegal to have any kind of relationship with your students. Relationships should stay professional Student/Teacher one. My university professor got the sack after sleeping with one of the students. The student also got thrown out of university. We all came more aware of what we do after that.
But after that experience I know that it's wrong. Not that the student was me. But the class learned not to do things like that. She walked through the door, obviously texting someone. She looked at both Emmett and I, then said, "Hey, I'm a girl, I have to keep in touch with my girlfriends or I'll loose my sanity." She intended on sounding girly, but I could hear the fakeness in her voice. I shook my head, in sync with Emmett. I patted the space left on the bed.
Emmett got up and left mumbled something about going for a walk. That meant it was only Bella and I. I want to get to know her a little. She came and sat on the bed. I leaned in to smell her hair, she wouldn't notice. She shook her head about something or other, then looked up at me. If any of us moved out lips would touch. Her perfect, full, red lips would be on mine. Wow, she has brown eyes? I wanted to taste her; I was about to close the distance between us. Then her phone vibrated, bringing me back to reality.
I don't think I've moved so quick in my life. But I leaned over to the phone, which was on the bedside table, and threw it; surprisingly it landed in middle of her bed. I leaned back in, just to smell her scent; I don't want anything else, but her scent was so intoxicating. She looked slightly disappointed when I didn't close the gap between us. My breath was fanning her face, inviting her in more. I finally closed the gap between us. Now I know why my uni professor did this.
Bella's kiss was amazing. She tasted so sweet, her lips were soft, but somewhat ruff. Her arms found their way around my neck, just as mine found their way to her hair and back. I have to be honest; this is the best kiss I've ever had. I was just about to deepen it when Emmett cleared his throat. Bella jumped out of my embrace. My body screamed for her to be back in my arms, so I put my arm around her waist. She smiled at it, though she may not have realized. "Going in the shower." She whispered, the look on her face said that she thought I couldn't hear her, but I instantly let go.
She got off the bed and walk to her suitcase. No one would unpack on the first day. She headed to the shower room. When she was there, Emmett sat on the bed, "Edward," he sighed, "this won't turn out how you plan, it's wrong." He got up, and headed for the door, "I'm going to be a pathetic romantic and go find Rosie. Don't get up to anything while I'm gone." He's sounding more like Esme than he sounds like Emmett. I sighed, playing that moment with Bella in my head.
Brown eyes, Brown hair.
Brown eyes. Brown hair.
Brown eyes. Brown hair. In shower.
I tried not to picture her in the shower, promise, but I couldn't seem to. She was so beautiful. And I'm sad enough to admit, I kissed her, I liked it, and yet, I don't know her name. Brown eyes, Brown Hair. I need to get to know her. I looked at the bedside clock. She's been in there for a good quarter hour. The image of her in the shower came to my head again. I shook it off, but I felt the need to smell her scent, I felt the need to talk to her. I felt the need to be with her. I walked over to the door and knocked it, "Get your butt out of the shower." I told her. I didn't want to rush her, but it was killing me not seeing her.
I walked back to my bed and sat on it. All that went through my head was 'Edward, what you're feeling is wrong, she's your student.' But I couldn't help it. These things just come naturally. She walk out of the shower room, I looked at her incredibly lucshus body, everything about it screamed out to me. She laughed at something, and chucked her phone back on her bed, hopefully it won't disturb again. She came and sat next to me. "Sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to. I just couldn't resist. Err… I… I…" oh my God, why am I stuttering? She's going to really hate me now.
"Nah, don't worry about it." She said, calmly. She was looking into my eyes, her's widened at first then became smaller until you could never tell she was in shock of something. I smiled and put my hand under her chin. I grazed my lips against hers. I smiled again, and straightened myself so my back wasn't crouched anymore.
"So, all I know of you is you're a good kisser, and your flunking Biol. What else do you think I need to know?" I asked, sort of off hand. It took her a while to answer, but I knew not to worry, she'd tell me in her own time.
"My name is Bella Swan. I'm seventeen, almost eighteen. My friend Jessica thinks you're well cute. And I love your eyes, and I love your messy bronze hair." A lot of stuff there, Bella, what a fitting name. I'll look her friend Jessica. Wait! She loves my messy bronze hair? Nice. "What about you? All I know of you is that you're incredibly lush; you're my 'Biol' teacher. And you're an amazing kisser." I think someone upstairs doesn't like Bella at this moment in time, because she looks as if she doesn't want to be saying all this stuff.
"Well, my name is Edward Cullen. I've just turned twenty-two. Emmett thinks you're a bookworm. And your big eyes are gorgeous. All you need to know?" I sounded playful, but I put an edge of seriousness into it too. We spent hours throwing random questions at each other and getting to know each other. She told me everything about her friends and family. Then a light bulb went off in her head.
"Where's Emmett?" she asked, sounding just about normal.
"Emmett's trying to find Rosalie. God, they're so lame, they don't even know where the other one's sleeping. They both tried to fail a class so they wouldn't be separated again this summer. Rosalie's mother tries to get Rosalie out every summer, Emmett said it wasn't hard to fail a subject, but Rosalie had to try a lot harder to fail a subject." I was going on about something that I knew she didn't care about, but she managed to stay in focus and nod at the appropriate times. "I bet you didn't want to come here. I bet you shouldn't be here." I said, seriously. I can't believe I'm telling one of my students this, but it's true, I bet she shouldn't be here.
She looked up at my face, I stared her in the eyes. She started to move her face closer to mine, but stopped about two to three inches away. I closed the gap between our lips, God; this is more amazing that before. I have to be honest, my professor should have been right; it may not be the best thing to do with your life, but it feels so right when it's happening. I flipped us over so I was hovering over her. We didn't manage to break the kiss. Her legs instantly wrapped around my waist, and her hands went to my hair. I left one hand by her head, to stop all my weight going onto her; my other hand was smoothing her leg. This moment couldn't get more perfect.
It all went down hill when the door opened and Emmett practically shouting, "So… every time I walk into my cabin, you two are going to be making-out in some way?" he laughed sarcastically to go along with it. I rolled my eyes and unwrapped Bella's legs from my waist. She detangled her hands from my hair. I got off her, but wrapped my arm around her waist.
"No, not always. Just at the moment, when you go out thinking we won't get up to anything." I said, just as sarcastically as him. I felt her settle into my embrace. I feel very protective of her. I have no idea why though.
This may end up as one messed up love story, but I all I've ever wanted is with me, so I'll stay for that.
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