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So here's Chapter 4 for you all!
It turns out that between Alice, Rosalie, Edward and Jasper, they knew a lot of people. I was surprised by how many English speakers there actually were out here, because my house was currently full of them.
A friend of Jasper's had arrived about half an hour ago, setting up his laptop with speakers and taking it upon himself to DJ, and one of Edward's friends had bought a shit load of Champagne along with himself, as apparently Edward has sent out the invite text titling the party as a celebration.
I knew Emmett got paid a hell of a lot for what he did, but the difference in wealth I was currently observing was crazy. At the student parties I had attended whilst at college, people did not choose Champagne as their choice of beverage.
The girls here, although dressed quite casually, were all exuding an air of class and glamour, not to mention they were all completely stunning. Some of them were walking around the house with elegance, others running about laughing, as they managed to make being drunk something that looked like it belonged to some sort of classy advertising campaign.
I, on the other hand, was sat on the island in the kitchen with Alice, as the two of us scarfed down a bag of potato chips, giggling as we people watched – it was so much more fun when you were drunk.
"And what is it that you two find so funny?" A voice from behind enquired, as Jasper made his way around the island to stand in front of us. Alice and I were in hysterics over the guy outside (the back wall of the house was glass, so you could see outside on to the patio) who had just tripped over one of the solar lamps on the patio, gone flying, and then tried to pick himself up off the floor with a dignified expression because he thought nobody had noticed. If only he knew.
"Ha-" I gasped, "hi Jasper!" I was breathless from my laughing fit. Alice, on the other hand, was still giggling away, her hand clasped over her mouth in an attempt to stop. Jasper eyed her with amusement, a fond smile on his face.
"You two look as if you're enjoying yourselves?" He quirked an eyebrow, glancing between the two of us as Alice continued to laugh in to my shoulder. The girl just couldn't stop.
"Potato chips and Champagne," I grinned. "What's not to love?"
Jasper smirked. "The couple going at it in your bedroom…"
My mouth fell open as I jumped up. "What-?!"
Jasper grabbed my shoulders to steady me as I stood up, chuckling. "I'm kidding; I don't even know which room belongs to you."
I huffed, allowing him to sit me back down on to the island counter. "Not funny."
"It really was!" Alice gasped from next to me as her voice made its way back to her. "His face when he fell!"
Jasper looked confused. "Is she okay?"
"I'm great," Alice beamed, helping herself to more chips from the bag I was holding. "Jasper, you should have some of these, they're great," she ground out through a mouthful.
He laughed, shaking his head at Alice.
"Erm, I'll pass, but thanks... Me and your brother," he nodded to me, "are going in the hot tub, you want to come with us?"
"Sure!" Alice squeaked out before I had chance to reply.
People had been in and out of the hot tub all night, as well as the pool outside, which meant that half of the guests were milling about in their swim stuff – clearly everyone had been informed to bring swim wear with them before arriving.
Jasper grinned, flashing a set of gleaming white teeth. He was already in his swimming shorts, wearing a plain white t-shirt and bare foot. Anyone else would look like they were off to the beach, Jasper just looked relaxed and easy-going.
"Great, well, I'll see you over there."
I nodded. "We'll go and get changed."
Jasper shot us another smile, his eyes lingering on Alice, before shoving his hands in to his pockets and walking away.
I turned to Alice, who was peeking over her shoulder. "Let's go upstairs, I'll have something you can wear."
I slid off the counter, grabbing Alice's hand as we made our way towards the staircase, where several other people were making their way up and down the stairs. I chose to go up on the left side as a group of people were making their way down on the right, and felt a swooping sensation in my stomach as my eyes landed on Edward. He was chatting to a stunning blonde who was following him downstairs, but shot me a lopsided grin as his eyes landed on me. I managed a small smile, and felt goose bumps when he passed me, our arms brushing in the close proximity.
Turning left at the top of the staircase, I pulled Alice along with me towards where my door was at the end of the hall.
Making our way inside, Alice rushed straight over to my bed which thank god looks untouched I thought, remembering Jasper's joke. She threw herself on top of it, her arms stretching out as she rolled on to her back.
"You're bed is so comfy," she giggled.
"Er, thanks?" I giggled, making my way over to the door on the far right, which opened up to my wardrobe. My bedroom was pretty big, the double bed against the left wall, and two doors on the right wall, which led to the wardrobe and bathroom. I had a soft cream carpet on the floor, and one wall was dark tan, the other two an off white. The wall facing the entrance to the bedroom was all glass as it looked out over the back garden, but Emmett had put in horizontal wooden blinds as well as drapes before I moved in – the sun rose early in the summer, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't love my lie-ins.
"Which one do you want Al?" I asked, holding up a few of the many bikinis that Rosalie had forced upon me the other week.
She sat up, her eyes assessing the garments in each of my hands. "Hmm, the black one," she nodded to one of the ones in my left hand, which was a bandeau top halter bikini with a cut-out triangle between the bust.
I threw it over to her on to the bed, before discarding the other bikinis, choosing a plain bubble gum pink two piece for myself.
"I'll go and change in the bathroom," I said, holding my bikini up.
I studied myself in the large bathroom mirror over the sink once I had the bikini on. I could pull the colour off because of my tan, but felt slightly self –conscious due to all the modelesque girls parading around downstairs with their perfectly toned figures and mile long legs. I guess I was relatively fit (that came with having an athlete for a brother), and my stomach was flat enough. Shrugging, I pulled my t-shirt and jeans back on over the bikini.
"You decent Alice?" I called through the bathroom door. I heard an enthusiastic "yes!" and opened the door back through to my bedroom. Alice was pulling her dress back on over her bikini as I entered.
"So," she begun, sitting back down on the bed. "What do you think of Jasper?" She asked meekly.
I raised an eyebrow, smirking at her. "Does someone have a crush?"
Alice rolled her eyes. "Oh don't be so high school." She snapped.
I giggled. "You do."
"I do," she nodded. "So what do you think of him?"
"He's cute."
Alice smiled, clapping her hands together. "So you'll find out if he's seeing someone for me?"
I shrugged. "If you like, I could just ask Emmett."
Alice squealed. "Bella, you're the best!" She stood up, running towards me at an alarming speed before engulfing me in a hug.
"Let's go down!" She squeaked. "Oh, and don't ask Emmett in the hot tub when Jasper's there."
I scoffed. "What am I, stupid?"
Alice just shrugged, before dragging me out of the room.
"So yeah, Bella was like, the biggest nerd in high school," Emmett concluded, taking a swig from his beer as Jasper chuckled.
We were in the indoor hot tub, and it was just Alice, Jasper, Emmett and I. It was quieter in here, even though we were downstairs. It was a fairly small room, with just the large hot tub in the corner and a wooden chest that was filled with towels. The floor was tiled, and the walls tan, and there was an arched door that led through to the indoor pool, where you could hear the odd shout or laugh, as it was clearly in use. There was a ledge all around the edge of the hot tub, which was currently full of empty glasses and bottles.
We were currently discussing what I had been like when I was younger, and Emmett wasn't leaving out any details about my high school life, including the time I joined the math team for extra credit and was a 'mathlete' for several months. Jasper and Alice had teased me for that one, and so had Emmett at the time – he had never let me live it down since, either.
I smacked his arm. "At least I didn't have to re-sit any of my exams."
"Yet look who's earning the most money now," he winked.
I rolled my eyes.
"Sibling rivalry is so amusing," Jasper laughed, leaning back against the edge of the hot tub. "I'm an only child, I never had the pleasure."
"What about you, Alice?" Emmett raised an eyebrow.
"Nope, I'm an only child too."
"Huh," Emmett mused. "Where in the States are you from then?"
"New York," Alice smiled. "My parents are pretty loaded so we had a house in the city. I went through the whole private school crap until I went to college. My parents were always pretty strict."
"Is that why you turned out so crazy? You were reigned in for too long by your parents and finally just went mad?" Jasper teased, nudging his shoulder against Alice's.
"I prefer the term 'enthusiastic' to 'crazy'," Alice grinned, and Jasper chuckled.
"Where are you from Jasper?" I asked, curious.
"California," he grinned. "From San Diego, we went to Mexico a lot, that's why my Spanish is so good," he joked.
"Do you work out here?" Asked Alice.
He nodded. "Yeah, my dad owns a large chain of hotels, so I'm helping to manage the one here in Madrid. That's how I met Edward, actually. The team stay at the hotel the night before matches, so they're always in and out."
I took a sip from my glass of champagne, sinking further down in to the water as I did. My legs bumped against someone else under water – one of the boys, judging by the hair – not that anyone really cared. I think Jasper and Emmett were a little too intoxicated to notice anyway, even though they were both managing to play it cool.
"I," Emmett stood up, water pouring off of him, right on to my head. "Should go and entertain the rest of my guests."
"Emmett," I pushed him away. "Stop getting water all over me!"
He chuckled, reaching down to splash me in the face, before climbing out of the hot tub. "See you all in a bit."
"Yes, please go," I joked.
Emmett laughed, wrapping a towel around his shoulders as he headed out of the door.
Jasper too was laughing. "Well, we're just fine entertaining ourselves then," he teased, wrapping his arms around both mine and Alice's shoulders and pulling us in for a hug. "And we have host number two here," he turned to grin at me.
I rolled my eyes.
"Mi oh mi, what do we have here then?"
I looked up to see Edward standing in the doorway, an amused smirk on his face.
I blushed, casting my eyes downwards. He was dripping wet, his hair stuck to his head. I was trying to avoid staring at his perfectly toned chest, which was bare. He was clutching a bottle of Champagne in one hand.
"Been for a swim?" Jasper chuckled, raising an eyebrow as he withdrew his arms from around my shoulders, as well as Alice's.
Edward smirked. "I was just schooling a few people at pool volleyball, that's all."
"I love volleyball!" Alice squealed. That girl really didn't have a filter after a few drinks.
"You wanna' go and play?" Jasper asked, turning to face Alice.
Alice nodded enthusiastically, and he chuckled. "Come on then," he slipped his hand in to Alice's, pulling her up out of the water and out of the hot tub.
"See you in a bit, Bella!" Alice waved on her way out. Jasper just gave me a mock salute.
And then it was just Edward and me. In the hot tub room, on our own, drunk. Well I really didn't think that was going to actually happen.
I looked up, only to see that Edward was staring at me, his green eyes boring in to mine. I felt my mouth pull up at the corners as a slow smirk spread across his face.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing."
"No?"
"No."
A moments silence followed, before Edward strode over to the hot tub, lowering himself in to it. "Fuck, that feels so nice," he groaned. I couldn't help but blush, thinking of him saying those words under different circumstances. "You want some?" He asked, passing me the bottle of Champagne.
I accepted the bottle from him, taking a swig before placing the bottle on the side. "Thanks."
Edward chuckled. "I think I just saved you from becoming a third wheel."
I laughed. "Yeah, thanks for that."
Edward let out a long sigh. "Man, I need to get one of these things," he closed his eyes, leaning against the edge of the tub as his shoulders sunk further under water.
I raised an eyebrow. "I would have thought you of all people would already have a hot tub."
Edward shook his head, opening his eyes. "Nope, but that's gonna' change."
I laughed. "I feel like Emmett went all out when he bought this house, I wasn't even supposed to be living here when he chose this place. What does he need with all of this space?!"
Edward studied me before speaking. "You don't like flaunting?" It was a question, although he made it sound more like a statement.
I shrugged. "I think I'll always feel a bit out of place around it. I mean, my Mom is a school teacher and my Dad's a cop, we were hardly rolling in it when we were young."
"You're from Washington, right?" Edward asked, unsure.
I nodded.
"That's the West Coast, isn't it? I've never been."
"Yeah, way North. You're not missing out on much."
Edward gave me a wry smile. "That's how I felt about where I lived, and now I miss it like mad."
I raised my eyebrows, surprised. Edward Cullen didn't seem like the kind of person who was home sick. If anything, he seemed like he was having the time of his life out here.
"Oh really?"
He nodded. "Mhmm, I mean, I do like Madrid, but I was comfortable at home, I knew where I was going, I could speak the language and I was happy."
"You're not happy here?"
He shook his head. "Oh no, I am, I really am. But it was just easy at home. I feel like here, I'm in the biggest pressure cooker, I always have to deliver."
He was speaking about football now, it was clear.
"But you do deliver," I pointed out, my tone somewhat sympathetic. Edward looked slightly melancholy, and I didn't like it.
He smiled. "Thanks."
Edward cast a glance around the room, and I watched as he swallowed, his jaw clenching slightly and his Adam's apple bobbing up, then down. Edward's shoulders weren't as wide as Emmett's or Jasper's were, yet they were toned, as well as the top of his arms. The rest I could no longer see due to his body being submerged in water.
I had heard Edward Cullen be called many things; attractive, handsome, hot… Up close though, the only word I could use to describe him was beautiful: from his perfect cheekbones and jaw structure to his long fluttering eyelashes, there was no visible flaw.
Edward's eyes fell on me, and I blushed as he caught me staring.
"You blush a lot," he commented, studying my face again.
"I know, I hate it." I did – I had always been an open book. My Mom, Renee, had been telling me this for years. I couldn't hide my emotions well, whether I was upset, angry, happy or embarrassed.
Edward shook his head. "No, it's cute."
I smiled, blushing again, causing him to chuckle.
"So, how've you been finding it here since I last saw you?" He asked, shifting close to reach for the bottle of Champagne, taking a swig.
"Well," I smirked. "I haven't had anyone else forcing a Screaming Orgasm on me since then, or Tequila. Definitely more bearable," I teased.
A sly smile spread its way across Edward's face. "So you haven't had a screaming orgasm off anyone else since you've been here?"
I laughed in spite of myself. "Like I'd tell you."
He smirked. "You wouldn't?"
I shook my head. I hadn't, of course, seeing as the only people I had spent my time with were Alice, Rosalie and Emmett, and I was neither a lesbian nor incestuous.
"Damn," he muttered. We were now in fairly close proximity to one another after he had leant over me to reach the Champagne bottle, and I could feel a weird sort of tension between the two of us.
"Well, at least I can still force another shot on you," he smirked, nodding over to where there was a half empty bottle of Tequila on the ledge of the hot tub.
I groaned. "I hope this isn't going to become some sort of routine for every time I see you," I commented as Edward swiped the Tequila bottle from the side.
He let out a low chuckle. "Don't be giving me ideas."
He unscrewed the bottle, pouring the liquid in to the lid. "No lemon this time I'm afraid." He handed me the shot, and I took it, shaking my head as I did, passing him the lid back.
Edward mimicked his actions, before tipping his head back and downing the contents of the bottle lid.
"Another one?" He asked, grinning. My face was still contorted in distaste from the first shot.
"Definitely not."
"Wuss," he teased.
I laughed. "That word sounds silly with your accent."
He flashed me a crooked grin, placing the Tequila back on the side. "Are you taking the piss out of my accent?"
"Maybe."
He chuckled. "I thought American girls loved a British accent?"
I smirked. "Yeah, well, guys think a lot of things about girls, and most of them are wrong."
Edward let out a whistle. "Ouch," he held a hand against his heart in mock offense, although he was grinning. "Care to enlighten me Miss Swan?"
"I don't think I do care to, no," I giggled.
"Tell," Edward demanded.
I giggled again. "No."
A mischievous glint appeared in Edward's eyes. "Tell," he demanded again.
I eyed him cautiously. "No," I repeated.
A wicked grin spread across his face. "You asked for it." He pushed his hands through the water, splashing me right in the face.
I let out a cry of surprise. "Fuck! Edward!" I splashed back as he continued to splash water at me.
"Tell," he laughed, and I couldn't see his face as my eyes were scrunched shut to avoid getting water in them.
"No!" I laughed, continuing to splash water with my eyes shut. "Stop it!"
I managed to sneak an eye open, grabbing one of his hands to wrestle it out of the water.
He was laughing as I tried to yank his hand away, using both of my hands with the effort it took.
"I told you to tell," he sniggered as he wrestled back, although he clearly wasn't using his full strength.
"Never!" I laughed, my voice strained with the effort. "Stop… playing… dirty." I managed to get out before as he used his other hand to splash more water at me in an attempt to get me to release his wrist.
"You want to play dirty?" He chuckled, his hand wriggling around as I tried my best to keep hold of it as the other hand kept splashing water.
He had us flipped over, so he was facing me and I was against the edge of the tub. He used his free hand to prise one of my hands off his wrist, pinning it back next to my head as he moved the arm that I still had a hold of in to the same position on the other side. He grinned down at me, his expression smug as my chest was heaving after the effort of trying to stop him.
"I win," he smirked, his eyes boring in to mine as he hovered above me.
I stared back, our eyes connected in what felt like a contest, waiting to see who would blink first.
Then, slowly, his eyes moved down towards my lips, his mouth parting, and I saw the decision forming as he leant in –
"Bella?" I heard, and it sounded like it was coming from the other end of a long tunnel.
Edward was off me like a shot, pushing himself back towards the other side of the hot tub as I blinked, trying to pull myself out of a daze.
"There you are!" Rosalie appeared in the doorway, still dressed in her clothes. Her eyes slid from me to Edward, and I tried to control my rapid breathing, hoping my cheeks weren't pink.
"What's up?" I asked innocently.
Rosalie turned her gaze away from Edward to look at me. "Erm, I was going to ask if I could borrow a bathing suit, but I can go and ask Emmett to find me one if you…" she trailed off, apparently not sure how to finish the sentence.
I shook my head. "No, it's fine! I'll show you where they are now."
I pushed myself out of the hot tub, feeling slightly self-conscious knowing Edward could see my half-naked body. I grabbed a towel from the chest, wrapping it around myself quickly.
"Come on, they're in my room. See you, Edward," I mumbled. I cast a quick glance over to him. He was running a hand through his hair, gazing in to the water, but he looked up as I spoke.
He threw me a meek smile. "See you."
I followed Rosalie out of the room, and once we were half way across the pool room, she turned on me, her eyes wide.
"What the hell did I just walk in on?!" She gaped.
I shook my head, in shock. "I have no idea."
A/N: I hope you liked it! Thanks for reading, let me know what you thought if you have time!
I will try and get the next chapter up as soon as, thanks again!
Anna
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