A/N: This update has taken me forever because I feel so uninspired. I don't even know what to say, so I'll just get to the chapter. I'm writing this for me, and that is the only reason that I am continuing. Warning: slight lemon ahead.

Disclaimer: The Twilight characters do not belong to me, but this is my own story.

Chapter 9: Next To You StephaniePOV

I can't believe that he did that to me. How could he go for the fugly (fucking-ugly) tramp? What does he see in her?

I was sitting on the couch in my living room, still in my dress thinking over the events of the night. How low-class do you have to be to pull off what Becky did? I knew that I would never stoop so low as to find out.

I had just gotten up to go to my room when I heard someone knocking at the front door. It was after midnight so I was a little freaked. Who the hell could be at the door?

I looked through the peephole to discover the one person I thought I would never find on my doorstep, especially after what had happened tonight. There standing on my front porch was none other than Holden, needless to say I was shocked.

I didn't know what to do, but continued to watch him through the peephole. I felt a little crazy and a bit stalkerish, but I was entranced. Just then he apparently decided that no one was going to answer the door, and started to walk away.

I knew that I was going to regret what I did next, but that I would also be forever curious if I didn't, so I opened the door and called out to him.

"Holden, is that you?"

"Hey Steph, yea it's me," he replied as he ran a hand through his dark brown hair.

"What are you doing here? I thought you'd be with Becky,"

"Well I was, but I don't know," he began shifting his weight from foot to foot, essentially rocking in place.

"You don't know? What are you trying to say Holden, just get to the point so I can get to bed!" I was starting to get a little pissed, and didn't want to let him get to me too much.

"Well, after we left the dance, the group filed into the limo and we were riding home, and Becky was trying desperately to get my attention, and at first I was sort of flattered and into it, but something was off, it just didn't feel right. I didn't feel right with her next to me,"

"Isn't this something that you could talk to one of your guy friends about, I really don't care to hear the details of what happened with Becky,"

"That's just the point nothing happened at all, I pushed her off of me, and began to think about why I did that. I mean she was basically throwing herself at me, and I turned her down for a reason that I was unsure of until one the girls mentioned how much they loved your dress, and it all clicked,"

"What clicked? I don't understand,"

"Maybe this will help you to understand," he said and then closed the distance between us, placing his hand behind my neck and pulling me towards him. Before I could comprehend what he had said, his lips were on mine conveying the true meaning of his words, but I was still a little confused so I pulled back.

"What the hell was that for?"

"What do you mean? I'm trying to tell you that I like you Steph, and that I've been a complete and total idiot concerning you,"

"Really? Because I thought that you'd never realize that," I replied with a huge grin on my face, and pulled him back to me. Tonight was becoming a giant emotional rollercoaster for me, but at the moment I didn't really care about anything other than the fact that I was making out with Holden! A few minutes later we had to break for air, and silently decided that we would have to discuss what this meant.

"So what does this mean?" I asked motioning my finger between the two of us as we sat down on the porch swing.

"Well I was about to get to that. Stephanie, will you be my girlfriend?" he asked looking down at me with the most adorable expression on his face.

"Hmm, let me think about it . . . of course! I'd love that," we stayed on the porch swing locked in a passionate embrace for I don't even know how long, but eventually he did have to leave. It had been the worst and best night of my life, and I could not have been more thankful.

Meanwhile, across town at the Cullen residence, BPOV

"Edward, stop that tickles!" I shrieked, and he placed his hand over my mouth to try to keep me from waking up his parents.

"Quiet Bella, if you wake up my parents they'll kick you out of here," he said as he motioned his arm around his rather large bedroom.

We were lying on his king-sized bed, goofing off and making out, when he had decided that it would be hilarious to tickle me. He knew that I would shriek and still decided to take the risk of waking up his parents. They knew that Jazz and I were staying over, but I doubt they knew that we were each in our significant others' individual rooms.

"Edward you know very well that I'm very ticklish and that when I get tickled I squeal, so I really have no idea why you would tickle me and risk waking up your parents. I thought you wanted me to stay in here with you," I explained and pouted while saying the last few words.

"Of course I want you in here, I'm sorry, I won't tickle you again," he promised raising both hands like a criminal.

He looked so cute when he was apologizing that couldn't help myself and crawled on top of him, straddling his waist. I then leaned forward and rewarded him with him with a sensuous kiss.

As I lifted myself from him briefly to breath, he grabbed my hand that was positioned near his left shoulder and flipped us so that he was now on top of me. A devilish grin instantly spread across his face as he realized what he had done, and where this moment was quickly heading. I gave him a quick smile and raised an eyebrow at him questioning how we would proceed. He started with a small shrug and leaned down to kiss me as his hands began to roam my body.

My hands went for his shoulders, and I began to slide his suit jacket down his arms; he helped me once it got down to his hands and then he tossed it across the room, in the general direction of his closet. I used his tie to pull him back to me and then proceeded to remove that as well.

I then went to work on the buttons of his shirt, and his hands made their way around me to my back. He reached for my zipper and then gave me a pointed look, asking me if it was okay to proceed. I slowly nodded as I continued undo the buttons on his shirt; as soon as I was done with buttons of his shirt my hands began to roam his well-sculpted chest and abs.

He quickly through his shirt onto the growing piles of his clothes by the closet, and then put his hands on my shoulders and then made his way down my arms taking the straps to my dress with him. As he did so, my dress slowly peeled away from my body revealing my bare chest to him for the first time.

He slowly maneuvered the dress all the way down my body and then tossed it onto the pile of his clothes across the room. All I had on were these red, lacy boyshorts that Alice had made me get to go with my dress, and Edward was still wearing his dress pants so I quickly went undo his belt. I pulled the belt off of him and then discarded it on the floor before attacking the button and zipper of his pants. After his pants were tossed across the room, both of us were left in only our lower undergarments, and I became very aware of how much Edward wanted this moment to continue and I was right there with him.

He crawled up my body and kissed me passionately before slowly making his way back down my body, kissing every inch of me along the way. As he made his way downward, he pulled off my underwear, leaving me completely naked. He placed his right hand on my left hip and his left hand behind head as he kissed me hungrily. I could feel myself getting wetter for him by the second as he grasped my thigh with his right hand.

His hand slowly moved towards my core, and my back arched in anticipation. I gasped as he slid two of his fingers into me. It was the most exhilarating sensation, and I couldn't help the low moan that escaped my lips, into his mouth. I felt him smile into our kiss as he began to pump his fingers in and out of me.

He then began to rub my throbbing bundle of nerves with his thumb, and my breaths became short and shallow. I wasn't sure if I was taking in enough oxygen to keep me conscious, so I pulled back from our kiss, and Edward began to kiss and suck and nip at my neck. I tilted my head as my back arched in pleasure, so that he could more freely access my neck.

I was approaching the edge of a cliff that I was dying to jump off of as Edward quickened the pace of his talented fingers. I let out one final deep breath as he sent me soaring over the edge; I was in ecstasy, and exhausted, and in love, and sore, and so unbelievably happy all at the same time.

As soon as I recovered, I looked over to the love of my life with a very pleased, but cocky look on his face. He was obviously very pleased with himself, and I was too, but that was beside the point.

"Someone's obviously very proud of themselves, aren't they?" I accused, as I rolled myself on top of him, my knees were resting outside his hips and my arms were supporting myself so that none of me was actually touching him.

"Yup!" He replied, popping the 'p', and I giggled.

"Well, now that I've been taken care of, I think it's only fair to return the favor," I hinted, making sure to lower my voice at the end.

Just as I was about to reveal the rest of my Edward to me, by removing his final article of clothing, I heard a door in the house open and close and then footsteps coming down the hall. I froze where I was, but that obviously wasn't a good idea, seeing as I was straddling my boyfriend's waist naked. Luckily, Edward was able to keep his head, and quickly ushered me into the closet along with our pile of clothes. I was able to acquire a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt for myself in the closet; I wanted to be clothed just in case I was discovered in the closet.

I heard Edward jump lightly onto the bed just as there was a small knock on the door. I then heard him grant entrance to whoever had knocked on his door. The door opened, and then I heard a few more footsteps, and a sudden rush of air, that sounded sort of like a sigh of relief.

A few moments passed and then the closet doorknob was turning. I took in a deep breath, but then relaxed as I Alice pulled me out of the closet.

"Alice, you scared the crap out of me. You do realize that you have absolutely awful timing," I said, and then blushed realizing just perfect her timing actually was considering what she could have interrupted.

She noticed my blush and the finally took in my appearance and Edward's and then got that OHMIGAWD look on her face, you know the one where your eyes get all big and wide and your mouth forms an 'o'-shape. I blushed even deeper at her look and then Edward came up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder.

"Did you want something Ali?" He asked her.

"Never mind, it's not important anymore, carryon," she replied as she began walking towards the door.

"No, Alice what is it?" I asked knowing exactly how persistent Alice could be, and that she would tease me for all eternity if she didn't get her way.

"Well, I was wondering if you guys wanted to hangout and have a sleepover in the living room so that we can all hang out together without having to worry about getting into trouble in the morning,"

"That sounds like a wonderful idea Alice," I replied for the both of us as looked back at Edward apologetically; I could feel his rather prominent problem pressing into my back.

"You know what, we'll meet you downstairs in ten, okay?"

"Okay, see you then," she giggled as she skipped her way out of the room.

"Now let's see what I can do for you Mr. Cullen," I said pushing him backwards until he was up against the bed, and so our night continued.

A/N: Okay, so this is a couple days later than I intended, but it's done now and here you are. Please review, this was my first attempt at anything lemony, and I really would like to know what you think. I decided to keep it pretty tame, considering it's my first one and all. Any comments or suggestions are welcome, even if it's to say you never want me to do another lemon; I really need to know if I should do more or just keep going without them. Please, please, please review. Anatomically correct Edward-shaped cookies for anyone who reviews, lol.

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