A/N: Song of Choice… Kings of Leon – Sex on Fire. You'll see. Oh and new POV. Try and guess…

Lay where you're laying
Don't make a sound
I know they're watching
Watching

All the commotion
The kiddie like play
It has people talking
Talking

You
Your sex is on fire

Dark of the alley
The breaking of day
Head while I'm driving
I'm driving

Soft lips are open
Them knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying
You're dying

You
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
We're the ones, what's to transpire

Hot as a fever
Rattle of bones
I could just taste it
Taste it

But it's not forever
But it's just tonight
Oh we're still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest

You
Your sex is on fire
You,
Your sex is on fire

Consumed
With what's to transpire

And you
Your sex is on fire
Consumed
With what's to transpire

It was the doe-eyes that caught my attention.

That and the fact that she was hopelessly lost. Why else would a girl like that come here? Ths was a dive but the booze was cheap. She stumbled as some oaf grabbed her arse and something in me growled.

She wasn't my type, but I knew, at least for tonight, I'd make an exception.

XxX

Bella POV

The hand was warm across my back and thankfully gentle.

His lips touched my neck whilst his hand stroked the small of my back.

"Dance with me."

I bit my lip, not really sure but his hands curved around my waist and were pulling me to the dance floor.

A few dances and drinks later, I knew I was in trouble. This guy might actually make me lose it.

When he whispered, "Come back with me!" I felt no hesitation. When he kissed me, I lost all ability to think and could only follow him.

His arm never left my side as we left the club and snuck into a hotel, his jacket a barrier from the shivering.

With great skill, he broke into a room and carried me over to the bed. His hands roamed my body, removing each layer and kissing every bare inch of skin. My hands shook as I explored him and I worried he would get bored but all he did was urge me on.

He laid me on the bed as he entered, his lips holding mine captive. He stilled briefly and gave me a puzzled look before moving again.

When it was over, his arms held me close as he whispered, "Were you a virgin?"

I grinned "Not anymore."

I yawned and he laughed as he pulled my close and slept.

XxX

Paul woke to a strong scent of bleach that filled his head and stirred his senses. It irritated his nose and something within boiled over. The room was too stuffy and his skin felt hot. Too hot. He looked to the girl beside him and saw, not the innocent doe-eyes, but a wicked creature who'd cursed him somehow.

He jolted from the bed, waking Bella. She gave a smile but it froze to see him pulling on jeans.

He voice shook. "What's wrong?"

He smirked. "I've had my fun. I don't need to stick around."

He saw her leave the bed, naked as the day she was born. Her figure was slight and pale and he felt nothing. She stepped closer, reaching out her hand but he knocked it away.

"Take your hands off me, you leech loving whore!"

She fell back against the bed as his eyes slanted. A gold rim glared at her, turning the deep brown amber.

Damn it, why did see have to look so innocent?

He left the room before he hurt her, though not before the scent of bleach was diminished slightly by the scent of tears…

XxX

Bella POV

Molly and Hannah were furious I'd left them. My head was spinning and honestly their anger was too much.

"I'm sorry. I'd thought you'd left. I came back from the bathroom and…"

"We were outside, smoking!"

Seeing me close to tears, Molly took pity. "Look Bella, we need to stick together. Think how we would have felt if anything had happened to you!"

"Oh Bella, don't cry!"

I broke down and all the details of my rebellion came out. They were surprised. I was seen as the 'quiet' one at work. They grew serious when I admitted the guy called me a whore.

"He's not worth your tears Bella. There are some guys who go out just to get laid. They don't care who they hurt, as long as they get laid."

Hannah was quiet. "Did you use anything?"

I blinked. "What?"

She looked angry. "Protection Bella!"

"Oh, it's ok. I'm on the pill. I have been since I was sixteen." They exchanged a look "I'm irregular."

"Well let's get you checked out anyway. They're never 100% fallible."

XxX

They insisted on dragging me to a clinic to get the morning after-pill but sweetened the deal with pancakes straight after, before going back to their flat for junk and movies. And showers. It was bliss to scrub away last night's stains. If only I could wash the memories with the same ease.