Chapter 7: We Can Try
BPOV:
Holy crap. What am I supposed to wear? I mean, do I where a dress or not? I sighed and decided against calling Rosalie. She had a date with Emmett tonight and chances were she was already with him. I was not going to interupt that.
I settled with a tight, form fitting dark blue dress that went mid thigh and had speghetti straps. I put on some dangly black earrings. I left my hair down, straightening it and fixing my bangs the way they were supposed to be- hanging right above my eyebrows in a straight line. Usually I just pushed them to the side. After finishing my make up, I pulled on my black cowboy boots.
The boots didn't really go with the outfit, but they were good luck.
I heard a knock on my door and opened it to see Edward all in black, once again. I damn nearly fainted. He smiled his famous crooked smile.
"You look beautiful." He told me.
"Thanks." I said. "You don't look so bad yourself."
He smiled and held out his arm to me. He led me to his car and we soon arrived at the club. The man at the front door saw who Edward was, and also recognized me so immediately let us in. That's when it pays to be famous.
"You want a drink?" Edward asked.
I nodded. "Just get me a beer." I told him as we made our way to the VIP section that was a lot less loud.
He came back from the bar and sat down next to me in the booth. We started talking and I felt a little tipsy. I couldn't care less though.
"You wanna dance?" Edward asked.
I nodded and giggled. He took my hand and we made our way downstairs to the dance floor.
He pulled me backwards into his chest and tightly gripped my hips with his hands. I reached behind me and locked one arm around his neck and the other over one his arms that were gripping my hips.
After a while of dancing I felt his breath at my ear and felt my heart speed up. "Let's get out of here." He said.
I only turned around and grabbed both his hands, walking backwards towards the door.
I could barely walk straight, and Edward was almost about as drunk as me. We were sober enough to know that neither one of us should drive, so we decided to walk as far as we could and call a cab if we needed one. I lived on the outskirts of Nashville so it would be only about a thirty minute walk.
We laughed and talked, but when we reached about half way, I started to trip. Edward put me on his back and walked the rest of the way.
I giggled. "You are strong." I said and squeezed one of his biceps.
He laughed. "Football does wonders, babe." He said.
We reached my apartment and went into my living room. "Do you want a drink?" I asked.
"I think we have both reached our limit."
"Hmm." I said tapping my chin. "I don't think so." I giggled.
I stood up but Edward pulled me back. I landed straddling his lap. He leaned in and kissed me.
This time, we didn't have to stop. We were both single. I just didn't know if I was ready for a relationship with him, I mean yea, maybe I thought I was but I don't know anymore.
All those thoughts disappeared as he went for the zipper of my dress. We broke away and I went to undo my boots.
"No, leave them on." He mumbled.
I looked at him and laughed, wrapping my arms around his neck and leaning back. He pulled me back to his chest and kissed me again.
He stood up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the bedroom.
Before fully unzipping my dress, he looked at me. "You sure about this?" He asked.
I nodded and pulled him back down to me. This was going to be fun.
The next morning I woke up and saw Edward lying there next to me, naked.
I thought about last night and smiled. Mmm. Sex was good. I got up out of bed and felt a little sore with a pounding in my head. That's what I get for being a virgin and having drunk sex. I pulled on a shirt and underwear. I sat down in the living room and pulled the afghan over me as I took a sip of water and two pain killers. I heard my bedroom door open. Edward came out wearing the black pants he had on last night.
He sat down next to me and rubbed his head. I threw him the case of pain killers and bottle of water.
"Stooop." He complained as the pain killers hit the floor and fell with a thud, not to mention the rattle of the pills inside.
It probably hurt like hell to him. The pain killers had already worked their magic on me.
"Stop being a baby and just take them." I said.
He groaned and took two, drinking the water. When both of us fully recovered, we decided that we should probably talk about what happened last night.
"Okay, so last night was just the affects of too much alcohol and thoughts about aggravating exes." I began.
Edward nodded in agreement. "Exactly. I mean, the two of us, obviously are not ready for a relationship no matter how much we wish we were."
"Exactly. I'm glad you understand." I said and looked at him.
And cue the crickets. There was an awkward silence until Edward to a deep breath.
"I liked it though." He said.
"So did I." I answered back. I liked it a lot.
Without thinking, I dove forward and pushed Edward into a lying position on the sofa and kissed him. He wasn't hesitant to return it.
I could so get used to this.
"Okay, obviously we have to find a way to control ourselves." Edward said as he stared up at the ceiling of my bedroom.
"Definitely. Unless." I said.
Maybe we could try. I wonder if it would work. I mean it could always develop into something more when we were ready for it to.
"You thinking what I am thinking?" He asked.
"I don't know. What are you thinking?" I asked cautiously. Please be thinking what I am thinking. Please, please, please.
"That we don't necessarily have to be dating while having a little fun." He said slowly.
Oh thank God. He was thinking what I was thinking.
I smiled. "Like friends with benefits." I said.
"Well, when you say it like that, it sounds-," I cut him off.
"When I say it like that, I like the sound of it."
"What about the others. Their going to know something is up." He said.
"We'll worry about crossing that bridge when we get to it." I answered and pulled on a shirt, getting out of bed.
EPOV-
She never ceases to amaze me, I thought at I walked through the door of my house after getting my car from the club. The last thing I expect her to do, she does.
Last night, I realized how unready I was for an actual relationship, with anyone. Apparently, Bella felt the same.
I heard a knock on the door. "It's open." I said.
Jasper walked through. "Hey, man." He said and sat down on the couch.
"Hey, want a beer?" I asked from the kitchen.
"Yea." He called back. "So where did you go last night, dude? Alice called you but you never answered."
I cleared my throat. "Um. I had stuff to do." I said, handing him his beer and sitting on the couch.
He raised an eyebrow. "Like what stuff?" He asked suspiciously.
I knew I should tell Jasper. He had been my best friend since we were kids, and he would be the only one who keep it a secret.
"If you tell, I'll kill you."
"Damn, man, what happened?" He asked and laughed. "Get laid or something. Oh, I know, you and Bella did it, right?"
I knew he was joking so laughed, it came out kind of shaky. I took a huge gulp of my beer.
"Oh shit. You did sleep with Bella." He stated.
I shrugged.
His eyes went wide. "Well, how the hell did it happen and are you two together?" He asked.
"We got drunk at this club. We went back to her place and it just happened." I explained.
"So are two like, a thing now?" He asked.
I took a deep breath. "Not exactly. No."
His face fell. "Please don't tell me you two are doing what I think your doing."
"What do you think we are doing?" I asked nervously.
"Friends with benefits, Edward? Really? That never works." He shouted.
"Chill out, Jazz. We both agreed that we weren't ready for a relationship."
"So you decided having casual sex with each other will help you get to that point?"
"I don't know. I guess. Look, if worse comes to worse we'll fall madly in love with each other and live happily ever after." I said and chuckled.
"That's not funny. Dude, you two need a shrink if you think for one moment that this will end nicely." He said.
I rolled my eyes. "Just don't tell, and don't worry about it."
"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you."
Things were normal after that. I trusted Jasper, and I knew he wouldn't tell. I just hoped Bella wouldn't be mad that I had told him.
BPOV-
I turned on Entertainment Watch and saw that nothing interesting would be on. I turned it to another channel, hoping in vain to find something that could hold my interest.
I gave up after the third time of flipping through my channels. I sighed and decided to go and try to write a song or two. After a lot of playing around with chords and lyrics, I realized I was getting no where with this type of writing.
I sighed and grabbed my laptop. I had a new found inspiration. I had written two more chapters when I heard my phone ring.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Bell. Its Rina." She said.
"Oh, hey, what's up?" I asked.
"I just wanted to call and see how my baby sister was doing." She said.
"I'm doing great." I said brightly.
"You got laid." She stated plainly.
"What?"
"You slept with somebody. I swear, Bella, if it was Tyler, I will personally go over their and kill you." She said.
"It wasn't Tyler. It was... Edward."
Silence.
"Rina?"
More silence.
"Irina Elizabeth. Say something."
She squealed. "My baby sister is in bed with Edward freaking Cullen. Let me guess, friends with benefits?"
"How did you know?"
There was no use in denying it. Irina knew me like a book, she just didn't show it.
"Because you just got an oh so fake I'm sorry speeck from your ex fiancée. Edward just ended his engagement. Obviously, if either one of you were ready for a relationship then somethings wrong." She said.
"Oh." I said. I didn't know what else to say. "Please do not tell anyone."
"Oh, I won't. Calm down. Now go have fun with your little friend." She said and laughed. "Love you, baby sis."
"Love you, too, bye." I said and hung up.
I hoped she would keep it to herself. This cannot get out. At least, not until we were actually were together, and I highly doubt that will be anytime soon.
