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BPOV
I saw Edward and some other hot dude walk in, and as soon as they did their eyes settled on me. They then turned to glare at Jasper who had his arm around me. I had to smirk at their expressions, as I melted into Jasper more.
They walked over casually, keeping eye contact with me the whole time. As usual, the blush came and I averted my eyes to some people playing truth and dare on the floor in front of us.
"Hey!" Jasper said happily, and somewhat smugly, to Edward and tall guy. Edward waved a hand and returned Jasper's hello, as did tall guy, who then introduced himself as Jacob.
"Bella; Jasper," I said, pointing at myself then at Jazz. "And that's Edward."
Jacob smiled at us and at Edward, who did not return the smile. I wondered what that was about.
I took a large sip of my red wine, so that I actually gulped the whole thing down.
"Oh, look at that," I said, motioning to my empty glass. "I better go for a re-fill. See you in a second Jazz."
I pecked his cheek and heaved myself off the sofa, heading in the direction of the kitchen once more. I wandered over to the counter, poured some red wine, swallowing back another Vodka shot before starting on my new glass. I tottered back into the living room, seriously considering ditching these fucking heels, and collapsed back onto the sofa, noting that nobody had moved. I quickly caught onto the theme of the conversation - they were kind of arguing about something. Jasper looked…smug, still, Jacob looked, well - he looked pissed, and Edward looked angry and jealous. God, these guys had weird emotions. I sighed, sipping on my drink.
"I can't exactly help it," Jasper said, his arm around my shoulder once more. I melted into him, breathing in his comforting scent, and trying to calm him down. I seemed to have an effect because he relaxed his tense posture and squeezed my shoulder.
"You're being selfish, Jasper," Edward spat.
"Oh, like you're any better, Dick-ward," Jacob said, turning on him.
Now, you know when you start laughing and you can't seem to stop? The kind of laughter when you have tears streaming down your face, and your face is bright red? And you're trying to stop laughing, so you clamp your mouth together and slap your hand round your mouth in a fruitless attempt to hold it all in? Well, I seemed to be laughing like that at Edward's new name. They had stopped arguing and were looking at me with a confused expression, except Jasper looked highly amused. He'd seen me like this before, and he knew too well it took me a while to calm down. Jacob looked proud that he had made me laugh like a maniac, and Edward looked a little amused, but utterly pissed I was laughing at his expense. I looked away from them into Jasper's t-shirt to try and muffle my paroxysms, but to no avail. I excused myself (well, I tried but I couldn't get my words out) and walked out the room, giggling the whole way. When I got out of the room, I let my laughter burst out from behind my hand and I doubled over with laughter. I don't know why I hadn't though of Edward's nickname before. I mean, you could pair it with anything. Ass-ward. Fuck-ward. God, it was genius. Due to the alcohol, I fell to the floor onto my back in the middle of the hallway. Drunken people walked past and gave me funny expressions, but I didn't care.
After what felt like seconds, but in actual fact it must've been a good five minutes, Emmett walked past to get to the kitchen. He looked down at me, and burst into laughter with me.
"Bells, you know you can completely see up your skirt, right?"
My laughter stopped abruptly.
"I'm wearing tights!" I defended myself.
"And boy shorts. They're blue."
I blushed a vivid shade of red, knowing he was right.
"Fuck!" I growled, throwing my hands over my face. Emmett laughed and actually picked me up bridal style.
"Come on, you, you're playing Truth or Dare. It's a party pastime."
"Emmett…it's a game that thirteen year olds pl--"
"Tough shit, Bells, cause I think it's the best game in the history of games. So fuck you!" I knew he didn't mean it because he was grinning like a moron at me. I sighed.
"Fine…Ass…"
I started giggling just a little bit as I remembered Ass-ward. Emmett looked at me and rolled his eyes.
"You're lucky you have a cute laugh, else everyone would hate you."
"Huh?"
"Everyone heard your little laughing fit. But they found it cute and funny since you have a nice laugh."
I groaned, feeling as embarrassed as I did when dad walked in on me making out with a guy one time. Bad times…
He carried me into the living room (everyone stared, obviously) and I saw everyone was sat in a large circle. He took me to Alice and sat me next to her, on her right, Emmett on my right, and Jasper next to Emmett. I smiled brightly at Alice which she returned just as happily.
"Okay, well, you all know how to play, I'm guessing," a Stanley Bitch Twin stated, "but here are some quick rules. You have to follow through on the dare, and you must tell the truth if you choose truth. You're allowed one pass - and one only. So use it wisely. Okay…I'll start. Emmett - truth or dare?"
Emmett smiled before announcing, "dare," proudly.
"Okay…I dare you to…lick the person to your left," she giggled.
Emmett turned to me, gave me an impish grin before leaning in and licking my cheek like a dog. I brought my hand up to wipe his saliva off me, shaking my head at him.
"Okay…Jacob, old buddy! Truth or dare?"
"Pfft, dare."
"I dare you to do a strip tease on the table. Feel free to choose someone to join you."
Jacob rolled his eyes, uncrossed his legs and made his way to the enormous coffee table in the middle of the room.
"I always knew you were gay, Emmett," he said.
"No, man, I just wanted to see if you'd actually do it. I intend to look away, dude," Emmett laughed back, grimacing at the end. He jumped up, stalked over to the CD machine and turned on Futuresex/Lovesound by Justin Timberlake. Everyone around the circle started clapping to the beat, me excluded. I just sat there with my earlier-collected half-drank wine. He took his belt off first, making a big deal about it. I rolled my eyes and took another sip of my wine. He started to take his shirt off, and at first I couldn't stop staring - I noticed none of the other girls could either. The guys were looking anywhere but at Jacob whilst the girls were hollering and screaming at him. His abs were perfection. There was no other way about it. I was usually all for the skinny look, no muscles, just Pecs and some hip bone action, but for him I would turn into a muscle lover. His tanned skin made him look even hotter. I had to drink my wine to distract myself. He started unbuttoning his trousers when his face changed into a devious grin. He scoured the circle until his eyes reached mine. He beckoned me with a few curls of his long finger. My eyes widened, and my mouth fell open.
"No, no fucking way," I protested, but neither Alice nor Emmett were having any of it. They both shoved me up to the table where Jacob grabbed my arms and pulled me up with one swift action. I glared at him as he winked at me. He gestured to his already half-unbuttoned jeans, saying I should strip him. Fine - if he wanted me to that, I'd do just that. But I'd leave him utterly shell-shocked…
Jacob POV
Oh my giddy God. I'd managed to get the most beautiful girl in the room (in Forks, in Washington, in America - she fit every category) to help me strip. At this point, I wanted to hug Emmett in thanks until he shoved me off. She glared at me as I winked, and her eyes penetrated into mine. It was undoubtedly erotic. Hell yeah. I glanced to my jeans, half unbuttoned, and then back at her, suggesting she should help me. I saw something click in her eyes and she got this determined look on her face that made me want to find out when else she got that look on her face. She looked down at my jeans, stepped closer so her body was pressed up against mine and she looked up at me from under her eyelashes. I swear to god, I nearly creamed myself. No joke. She started unbuttoning my jeans, still looking at me with a determined expression, her fingers swiftly unfastening all the buttons. She then slowly slid her hands around my hips to the sides of my jeans, hooked her fingers into the loopholes, and gently tugged. They revealed my boxers and my very prominent hard on. That would have been embarrassing if I didn't know that every other guy in this room had a hard on, and they were all wishing they were me. Fuck yes.
"Off," she muttered into my ear.
I quickly obeyed, but I had a feeling that if she asked me jump off the Empire State building at this moment in time, I would say "of course!" - as long as she was undressing me, I would die a happy, happy guy.
She looked down and a small smile played on the edge of her beautiful lips, which she then bit softly. Fuuuuuck! Keep calm, Jacob. Calm, calm, calm…
When I saw her earlier I struggled to form a sentence to the guy, Edward, standing in the kitchen. I knew right there and then I would stop at nothing to get her. I then saw her with some Indie-kid, Jasper, with his arm around her. I witnessed her kiss his cheek, and lean into him; I witnessed her bury her head into Jasper's t-shirt to keep from laughing her adorable laugh, and I wished it was my t-shirt. I wished it was my cheek. We had then argued about how it was selfish of Jasper to keep her for himself. He objected, of course, telling us we didn't even know her and we were only judging her on her appearance. We then found out he knew all there was to know about her - she didn't like milk, only chocolate or strawberry; she had five different laughs; her favourite colour was black because 'colours come and go but black is always the same'. She was so…Bella. I didn't even know her, and I knew she wasn't like any other girl.
I was brought back to the present when she lightly trailed her perfect fingers up my chest, weaving in and out through my abs. I shivered, goose-bumps appearing all over me. I vaguely heard some girls hollering, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw some were glaring at Bella. I also saw the guys were now watching - all glaring at me. Oh yeah, bitches, I thought, aren't you all happy I got this dare.
She leaned into me, her body pressing up even tighter against me, and started whispering the lyrics to me.
Do you like it like this?
Do you like it like that?
Tell me which way you like that…
Holy fucking macaroni.
I twitched, and she quite obviously felt it. She laughed slightly, before lithely hopping off the table (even in her heels) and walk over to her friends once more. I stood there, utterly shocked for a few seconds before groaning in disbelief. What a tease. I loved it…
I pulled my trousers back up, pulled my t-shirt on and went to sit in my original position, adjusting myself as I sat.
"Okay…" I noticed my voice was slightly throaty so I coughed once. "Um…Lauren - truth or dare?"
"Um…Truth."
"Who do you think is the hottest in here?"
"Edward," she answered, without even having to think about him. I looked over to Eddie boy to see him looking at the floor, the ceiling…anywhere but Lauren.
"Right. Emmett - truth or dare?"
"Dare, obviously."
"I dare you to kiss Alice. Well, make out with Alice."
Emmett's face lit up a little and he crawled in front of Alice, and started to kiss her. I knew there was not time limit, but it seemed to last longer than it should have done, and they both looked like they were enjoying it. When they eventually separated, they were met with several cat-calls, but neither of them paid attention.
"Right…Bella, truth or dare?"
Bella looked at him sourly before sighing. "Dare, I guess."
"Okay…I dare you to make out with…Jessica."
"No…no way. I use my pass! No fucking way…"
"Fine. I dare you to make out with…Edward."
Her face fell about a mile, and I felt my shoulders drop in anger and jealousy. Edward's face was now fully alert and he was gazing intently at Bella. She glared daggers at Emmett before getting up and stalking over to Edward. She bent down and roughly pulled his face to hers.
EPOV
I was in heaven. I had died and gone to heaven.
Bella, the object of my desire for the last few days, was kissing me senseless. And I'd be lying if I said it wasn't the best kiss of my entire effing life. Her lips were soft and supple and moved in perfect synchronization with mine. She used the perfect amount of tongue and worked it in a way that made me want to pass out.
Of course, the moment was ruined when the Bitch Queen decided to grace us with her presence. She walked into the house with a 'let's get this party started!'. As she walked into the room, she gasped at what she saw. I felt Bella tense, so I grabbed onto her face and continued kissing her for as long as she allowed. Due to her shock, she didn't pull away at first, but kissed me back. After she realised what she was doing she stopped and pulled away rapidly. She looked into my eyes, penetrating them with her deep chocolate ones, before she stood up, walked over to Jasper and sat in his lap, leaning into him when he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"What the fuck, Bella?" Rosalie snapped. I'd forgot she was here for a few seconds then. I looked up to see her stood with Mike N--n--…Mike somebody or other. His arm was around her shoulder, but she wasn't returning the gesture. She was just stood, gaping between Bella and I.
"What?" Bella asked, her tone turning defensive.
"You were making out Edward, Bella. I think you owe me an explanation."
Bella rolled her eyes.
"We were playing fucking truth and dare, Rosalie, before you decided to barge in. I thought you were out?"
"I was! I was at Mike's!"
"Then why didn't you fucking stay there?!"
Alice and Emmett stifled laughs and Rosalie shot daggers at them.
"You weren't invited Rosalie," Bella said softer and quieter than before.
"I am Rosalie fucking Swan. I'm invited to every fucking party."
RPOV
What the fuck?!
I come here to find my own sister playing tonsil tennis with the guy I was subtlety trying to win over. Not what I wanted.
After school, Mike and I had gone to his house for some…well, I'll be honest - sex. He wasn't amazing (like Edward was) but he was okay. Adequate. We decided we'd come and show off our new status at Emmett's party. I didn't think it was something you needed to be invited to. Besides, I'm always invited. Well, at least I should be.
I'd made a mental list in my head about my plan to get Edward back. It went something along the lines of this:
1) Leave him alone. Let him fuck whoever he wants to fuck.
2) Become unavailable. They like unattainable.
3) Look even more beautiful every day.
4) Make him see me in a different light. Clever, gorgeous, thin, outspoken…Do an act of utter unselfishness so he can see the softer side of me.
5) Play hard to get - be hot and cold with him. In other words, confuse the fuck out of him.
6) When he eventually does come back, deny him, but let him know you want him too.
I think it was going to work. Of course, I would throw in a few of Rosalie Swan's famous moves. The hair flick was like the fucking Bend-and-Snap. As was the butt-sway. Worked every time.
I sighed at Bella, who was already backing down. I could tell, because her voice was softer. I don't think she realised it, but when she spoke normally at me instead of swearing and yelling, it made the words hurt more. And what she said actually hurt. Not that I'd show it.
"Fuck off, Bella," I snapped coldly.
Her eyes narrowed and she shook her head at me. Jasper played with her hair to relax her. She leaned into him a little more, her eyes getting heavy.
"Okay then, if we're playing truth or dare. I'm guessing it's Bella's turn. Go on Bella," I said, with fake enthusiasm. Everyone looked at me like they wanted me to leave, but I didn't give a fuck.
"Fine. Edward: truth or dare?"
"Er…truth."
"Okay: what do you think of Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper and I? No lying…"
I saw Edward suck in a breath before letting it out slowly.
"Okay…Emmett, I think you're hilarious. You're great. Jasper, you're a good guy, but I'm fucking jealous as hell of you. Rosalie…You're hot, but that's it. And Bella…you're one of the most complicated, confusing people I've ever met, but you're also the most beautiful."
When he finished with that, I turned to look at Bella's shocked and angry face.
"Oh, I'm confusing?!" she snapped at him.
"Yes," he replied.
"I'm not the one who decided he wants to fuck me then fucks my sister. Bad move, Eddie. Everyone knows I don't fuck anyone who's been with my sister. So instead of saying shit like that, why don't you quit chasing me and go fuck someone else, because you're not getting it off me!"
And with that she got up and walked out of the room. I had to admit, she looked good. I guessed Alice did it. Fucking bitch.
Edward, Alice, Jasper, Emmett and some other tall dude all got up to go after her but Edward got there first, running out the door after her. Jasper tried to pull him back by his shirt but he missed.
I smirked at the fact I had caused all this drama. They didn't call me a drama queen for nothing.
BPOV
I hated Edward. I hated my sister. I hated my fucking life.
"Bella!" I heard Edward call after me.
I'd ran out the house and onto the road and I was now walking to a small park nearby. I quickened my pace. I didn't want to talk to him. I hated him, and I hated that he liked me. But most of all, I hated that he'd been my best kiss ever. I literally felt my toes curl and my body got goose-bumps. It was…magical. As clichéd as that sounds, it really was.
"Bella!" I heard Emmett's voice carry over the wind. I walked even faster as I saw the park. I ran to the gate, pulled it open and sat on the swings, rocking slightly.
I saw Edward, Emmett, Jasper, Alice and Jacob all running up the road to the park. I hoped if I stayed quiet enough they wouldn't notice me. How naïve of me. Of course they noticed. Jasper entered first, for which I was grateful. He ran over to me, pulling me up into a hug. I wrapped my arms around his neck and breathed in his calming scent. I loved how Jasper smelt. It was divine.
"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice muffled by my hair. I nodded my head as I felt a soft dainty hand running up and down my back: Alice, of course.
I heard Emmett shouting at Edward.
"Dude, I like you. I really do. But you can't tell Bella, the best girl ever, that you want to fuck her then go and fuck Rosalie. It's just not right!"
"Why the fuck are you shouting?!" Edward shouted back.
"I'm not, I'm just talking loudly!"
I giggled a little into Jasper's shoulder. He seemed to relax as he heard that. I sighed and walked over to Emmett.
"Em, leave it. Edward, just go. I didn't want to shout at you, but I still meant what I said. Just go."
His face fell and his shoulders slumped significantly.
"So you're not going to fuck me?" he asked.
"No."
He smirked.
"We'll see."
EPOV
Ah. This complicated things.
Did anyone notice the 'I'm a Celeb. Get me out of Here!" quote? Ha, that was so funny...
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