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Today's the fucking day, the day I get to bask in the presence of my angel. I didn't bother going to Biology. Nobody would miss me and sitting there without her would have been hell. It'd be like sending an Ethiopian into an empty grocery store with a shopping cart. Just fucking cruel. But not as cruel as the agony I was in while waiting for her. My beautiful, perfect, glorious Bella. Fuck. I had been in the cafeteria since eleven o'clock. We were meeting at two. I rehearsed my lines like a sorry bastard and made sure I wouldn't fuck up like I had the last time we spoke. I wouldn't look like a dick, I refused. The second hand ticked away and finally, the bell rang. Shit, I needed more time to prepare. Now or never.

And right on time, she walked through the doors, her head down as she read her book. It was tattered and had Post-It notes sticking out of the sides. She stood in the entrance. 'Go, Cullen! Go!' Thanks, little buddy. I'll do that.

I was finally close enough. My memory hadn't done her any justice. She looked even more beautiful today. Her perfectly brown hair was away from her face in an elastic, but only the top half so the rest flooded her shoulders. I groaned. She looked up. Fuck, she heard me. Her eyes met mine and I got that feeling again. The one that I got the first day we met. An electric current shot through my bloodstream and jolted my cold heart. It seemed like it hadn't been beating until I saw her again. I was officially addicted.

"Hello, Edward. I'm surprised you actually showed up."

"Why? You think I'd bail on you?"

"You have been, technically, everyday at eight am."

I sighed. Yeah, I'm a really mother fucker.

"I know. But like I said, I'm going to be here every single day and I will show up for our tutoring sessions."

She looked at my skeptically with that kiss face again. Her brow furrowed and her lips were pursed slightly. Why does she do this to me? Does she want me to bust a load right here and now?

"There is no reason why I should trust you and frankly, I'm only doing this so you can be helpful when we do our labs. Otherwise I wouldn't really care if you failed or not."

I wouldn't have failed. She turned and walked out the door, expecting me to follow. How the hell can she be so mean but still sound like the sweetest fucking thing I'd ever heard? Her voice. Just pure music and smooth as velvet. Oh yeah, and she hates me, too. I followed her out the door and met her at my car. I pressed the button to unlock it and put my bag in the trunk. By the time I made it into my seat she was already buckled in and tapping her foot impatiently. What the fuck? She was so calm the other day. Maybe it was that time of the month. They get pissy around then, right? I pulled out and began the drive back to my house.

"Bella, can I ask you something?"

"You just did."

I snapped my head in her direction, shocked. She just grinned. Fuck, so she wasn't a complete bitch. She had a sense of humor. Hot as fucking hell. I cleared my throat.

"Um, Bella. You're a really, really nice girl. I know you are. But, why are you being so um...hostile?"

She sighed and played with the ends of her hair before answering me.

"Because, Edward, guys like you are the reason most girls aren't 'nice' like me. You've hurt some of my good friends and I see the way you hurt Lauren every single day. Not that I mind, I mean, she's a total slut. Still, you don't deserve my respect."

Her voice was laced with such pitty. She honestly felt sorry for me, like she had just told me I had a terminal illness. But she hated me at the same time. I didn't understand. I wish I did, but I just couldn't believe that she would feel sorry for me rather than take a fist to my face. I had to convince her that she was my sun and my only fucking reason for breathing. Alright, so I wouldn't come on too strong yet. And will somebody please tell me who the fuck this Lauren is?

"Well. I won't lie and tell you I haven't been a prick before. I may not always do the right thing, Bella, but just let me show you that that's not me. I'm a lot of things, Bella, but I promise I can be better."

I am the saddest mother fucker in the world. I really am. How pathetic. I'm practically groveling here, begging her to open her eyes and accept me and she just looks out the window. Fucking pitiful. She didn't say anything after that.

We finally got to my house. I planned on opening her door for her but she was out before I even had my seatbelt off. Definitely not making it easy for me. We entered the house and I took her into the dining room. Both of my parents were at the hospital working and my siblings were at the mall. Perfect. We'd be alone. Not that we'd need alone time. She hated me so a quiet house to fuck in wouldn't be necessary. I set down my books and took her coat from her.

"You have a beautiful home, Edward."

I blushed, like a little fucking girl. My parents make way too much money and I can't stand the lavish lifestyle. OK, so I don't complain when they give me money but our house truly is ridiculous.

"Thank you. I will be sure to tell my mother you think so. She'd get a kick out of it. Can I get you anything to eat or drink?"

"Water would be wonderful, thank you."

So fucking polite. So fucking perfect. I went to the kitchen. My hands went to the counter and I hung my head. I felt like I was going to vomit. Isabella Swan was in my house and waiting for me. I couldn't take it. The excitement was making me jittery yet my nerves made me queezy. I can't fucking believe how nervous she makes me. But I like it all at the same time. I'd rather her drive me crazy than evoke no feeling in my at all. To not be effected by her presence would be devastating. She moved me and I fucking liked it. After regaining my composure, I walked into the dining room with what I hoped was a calm face. My heart was running a marathon.

I sat down across from her and handed her water, watching as she set up our text books and study guides so that she could help me. Her eyelashes were miles long and curved up in a perfect arch. They were so thick and dense, like she was wearing an entire tube of mascara. But really she wasn't wearing any makeup. Her cheeks had a natural and sexy reddish tint to them that matches her lips. I groaned quietly.

Those lips. She was biting down on the full bottom one with her two front teeth, tugging and sucking on it while she was busy with our books. It made me want things I should never want, should never expect of her. And just the contrast of her perfectly white teeth against her blush lips was enough to make me wet myself. She looked up at me with those big brown eyes and held onto my green ones. Fuck. She caught me staring like a love sick puppy.

I quickly looked down at the table and traced a line in the wood with my finger. I can't believe she caught me. I heard her clear her little throat.

"Um, OK. So we should start with the cell division. Do you know anything about that?"

Of course I know about cell division. 'Play dumb! She's supposed to be teaching you!'

"No. Could you explain it?"

I must have sounded like such a stupid bastard. Who the fuck doesn't know about cell division? Apparently we had the same train of thought because she huffed. Her breath wafted to my nose and I almost passed out. It was so sweet and inviting. I wanted to kiss her, taste her, feel her. It couldn't happen but I never wanted anything more in my entire life. She was so, so close. If I just leaned forward five inches, we'd be touching. And I would die a happy man after she beat the shit out of me. This was going to be a rough afternoon.

We played our little game for two more hours. She'd ask me a question and then I would pretend I didn't know what she was talking about. I was getting witty, too. I once asked her if she was speaking Chinese. Pretty fucking genius, right?

"OK, so do you understand it now?"

"Yeah. You're a really good teacher."

I also had this down pat before I even opened my book.

"Well, maybe you're just a good student then?"

I chuckled a bit and shook my head. Oh Bella, the only thing I've been studying is your anatomy. She smiled at me for the third time and I almost lost my shit. She is so fucking beautiful. I found myself lost in her big brown eyes once again. We held eye contact, our breathing the only sound in the room.

And then it all got ruined. I heard gravel crunching in the driveway, followed by doors slamming and laughter. Big, huge, booming laughter and a few tinkles of a giggle. Fuck. Alice was home and she brought Emmett and Jasper with her. Well, of course she did. They practically lived at our house, anyway. Bella heard it just as I did and she looked up, curious. Our perfect afternoon of Bella thinking I didn't know anything about Biology was ruined.

The front door opened. Alice bounced in, how she could bounce in five-inch heels I wasn't sure, and put down her purse. Jasper and Emmett followed but each were carrying a dozen shopping bags that looked ready to burst. It must have been a good day for Alice. I really love my sister. She's a good person with a bit of a wicked curiosity that just makes her intriguing. Kind of like a pixie. Sweet and little, but they pack a mean punch. I really fucking love her. However, she is related to me at a really inconvenient time.

"Eduardo, come get a fucking bag. I can't even see where I'm walking. If you left your shoes in the door way again, I'll snap your little neck."

I stood and went over to Emmett, helping him sort out the bags so that he could see. Jasper had deposited his share on the floor by the stairway and went to the closet. I sucked in a breath. His hand went straight for the brown corduroy jacket that smelled like sweet freesia and strawberries. Heaven. I forgot to tell them she would be over.

"Who the fuck does this belong to? Edmund, this yours? A little small, eh? And it smells so...so...pretty. Were you rolling around with Lauren again in her Suburban?"

Fucking fuck. He has to bring up Laurie in front of Bella? Perfect. Just perfect. My life is officially over. I strode over in three fast steps and tore the jacket from his grasp. He looked at me like I had three fucking heads. I take it back when I said I liked Jasper. I lied. I fucking hate him.

"No, you piece of shit. It's Bella's."

"Who the fuck is Bella?"

How could he not know of the perfect angel? The most pure form of heaven on earth and he has no idea who she is?

"Isabella Swan is my Biology partner. She's helping me study for my test tomorrow."

I looked over at her then. She was bright as a fucking tomato and she was looking down at the table. No doubt because of Jasper. Asshole. I wanted to go over and hug her, rock her and kiss her and make her feel better, take away her embarrassment. Then she really might think I'm nuts. 'Hold it together, Cullen!' Such a good bastard. Always has my back. I cleared my throat and walked back over to the table, taking my seat across from her. My Bella. She hadn't looked up yet. Realization flashed across Jasper's face. Yes, you bastard. This Bella. Before either of us could speak again, Alice was at the table in a flash, taking the seat next to Bella. Her tiny arms were thrown around my poor beauty and she was squeezing her within an inch of her life.

"Bella! So wonderful to meet you. I'm so glad you and I are going to be friends!"

Bella's eyes were so wide I thought her eyeballs were going to fall out of her head. She looked like she could pass out. Alice tends to make that first impression count.

"We are?"

"Oh, yes! Best friends. I just know it. I can feel it, too."

My beautiful Bella looked over at me then, silently pleading for help. Of course I will save you! I rolled my eyes for effect and pried Alice's fingers from around Bella's shoulders. She looked defeated but nevertheless, she sprang up from her seat perfectly happy. Bella looked slightly relieved but her face was still bright red. My heart ached at the sight. How could I help her? How would I make her feel comfortable again? She actually laughed when we were studying! Fucking Jasper. Fucking Alice. Fucking Emmett. Oh shit. Emmett. I looked over at the door where Emmett was still standing. If she was afraid of Alice, no doubt he'd scare the shit out of her.

There he stood, grinning like some moron on Christmas day. His arms were crossed and I had never seen him smile so big. What the fuck? Thank fucking god he stayed where he was. That god damn electric current she brought with her was still running through me. I fucking hate myself.

"Bella. I'm Emmett. And we'll probably be best friends. I just know it. I can feel it, too. It's a tingling in my groin, kind of like when I'm just about to cu-"

"EMMETT! Kitchen. Now."

I snarled at him like a fucking dog. I didn't care. I wanted to tear him apart. I was seething. I stood up and went with him. He was still grinning the Cheshire Cat once we were in the safety of the kitchen.

"What the fuck is your problem, ass wipe? Are you really that much of a fucking douche?"

He laughed and the sound resonated off the marble countertops. His massive paw clamped down on my shoulder and he fought to catch his breath. Sometimes I'm still shocked at how big the fucker is. His shoulders dwarf mine and he's a good two or three inches taller than I am. And he has a huge head. Like, enormous.

"Oh, oh Eddie. I wish you could have seen yourself in there."

He laughed even harder. I reached for a knife out of the wooden block on the counter. I would slaughter this mother fucker for speaking to my Bella that way.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

I growled again. I'm just an animal, what can I say.

"You...you... Oh, Ed. You're so fucking in love, it's not even funny. Actually, it's pretty fucking hilarious. Head over heels, whipped like a mother fucker."

"It's true."

Great, now Jasper was in on the action. That meant my Bella was out with Alice. Oh fuck.

"Listen, I'm not in love with her. It's a bet."

Keep cool.

"Oh no, not anymore, Sex Ed. You're in it for the long haul."

How the fuck could I hide anything from these fools? I couldn't. I'd known them too damn long. And I needed them too much. They're my best friends. How can you breathe without your best friends' approval? They're something else. I can't explain it. It's just, I know that if I didn't have them I'd be lost. Sounds kind of gay, but I can't help it. Fuck. I need to go retrieve my balls now, excuse me for a moment.

"It's bad guys. It's fucking bad."

My words whooshed out with one breath. I started hyperventilating and Emmett was laughing again. I paced the vast expanse of marble floor in circles with my forefinger and thumb pinching the bridge of my nose. What the fuck was wrong with me? I'd never felt like this in my entire life! I didn't know what to do.

"I knew it. I fucking knew it, you little cocksucker."

Emmett laughed again and had to hold onto the counter top to keep from falling over.

"Emmett, shut up. Listen, Edward. It's cool, man. This happens. But that's good. People usually don't complain when they fall in love."

I stopped pacing.

"I'm Edward fucking Cullen! I can't be in love!"

I whisper yelled the last part. No need for Bella to be knowing that I'm obsessed with her to the point where I should be institutionalized. I felt like ripping the hair out of my head. I was beyond frustrated. I had no idea what to do with these feelings. Jasper sighed and crossed his arms over his chest.

"It's all good. Just relax. Take a breath. Now, how do you know you like her? I use the word like because I'm still not quite sure if you're capable of loving a girl."

I lifted myself onto the counter of the center island and sighed. There were too many reasons. For starters, she's so fucking beautiful it hurts to look at her. But then when I don't I feel suffocated.

"She's just too beautiful. Too perfect, too...good. She's everything that's right and nothing that's wrong. I just can't be without her. Or I think I'll just...collapse."

Emmett looked skeptical.

"I haven't had sex in two days, since I met her for the first time."

I looked up from the floor at my two cohorts. Well, Einsteins? Anything? They looked at each other and held eye contact for a moment, contemplating. Move over, Dr. Phil. The Tripod could take your job. We're better looking, too. Emmett looked at me first and nodded once, his arms folded over his massive torso. He works out too much. Fucking gross.

"Yup. You're in deep, Edwin."

"Can't you just call me Edward?"

"So this is definitely not about a bet anymore?"

"Bet? No! I just told you she's the reason for my existence and you ask if it's still about a bet? Jesus, Jasper. Are you that dense?"

"Alright, alright. Relax. I'm just making sure. Because if you're going to do this, it has to be done right. You need to romance her. Make her want you back because you won't really be alive until you do. I can assure you."

No shit, blondie. Such a fucking romantic. I guess that's good. Then I know he really loves Alice. He's always right. Damn it.

"I know. I want to. I'm trying. We were doing fucking fantastic until you three dipshits show up. Just fucking perfect."

I hopped down from the counter and ran my fingers through my hair. I need a hair cut. It's too long. But then if I get it cut too short I can't dramatically run my hands through it while sighing. I have a tough life.

"So? Now what?"

"Now, we go retrieve her from the clutches of Alice."

Right. Easier said than done. We exited the kitchen at the same time, only to find the dining room table empty. Our books were still there but my angel was gone.

"Fuck."

I sprinted upstairs, my boys hot on my heels. What the fuck was my sister doing to poor Bella? We rounded the top of the stair case and sprinted down the hall, skidding to a stop infront of Alice's door. Fuck. Here we go.

"Oh no! Alice!"

Bella was sitting at Alice's vanity with Alice going to town on her hair.

"Oh, hush, Edward! She has great hair!"

"Yes, it's beautiful. Leave it alone."

I blushed at my sudden words. Why did I say that? Do I not have any fucking control over myself anymore? No. I don't.

"Bella, I should take you home now."

"Oh, but what about my truck?"

Fuck. Details.

"It's kind of dark already so I was thinking I'd just pick you up for school tomorrow. If that's alright?"

"Sure. Whatever."

So carefree and sexy. My life will never be the same, will it?

So Edward finally got his shit together and admitted his feelings! So cute! I actually like him in this. I know it's kind of slow coming but they will talk more soon, I promise! Please review. I don't want to waste time if nobody wants to read the story.