Give me love 9

Emmett PoV

Morning baby ;) can't wait to see you at school xx

"For god sake I hope you're not texting that Rosalie again," my mum huffed chucking a bowl of fruit in front of me.

"The fuck is this?" I asked staring down to it.

"I need to go food shopping that's all we have. It will do you good so eat."

"Fruit is gross! What shit is it going to do for me?"

"Hopefully wash your mouth out with soap!" She snapped walking away. When arriving at school Rosalie was standing by my usual parking space, I smirked knowing things were cool between us now. And thank god.

"You kept me waiting long enough." She teased as I got out and kissed her.

"My apologies mam." I lifted her hand up and examined closely at her fingers.

"You're wearing it." I smiled, because I'm emmett Cullen and I have her eating out of the palm of my fucking hand.

"Course... Are you wearing yours?"

"Fuck I am." As if she could do doubt me. I was great about romance and women.

"So I was thinking, that maybe it would be worth filing a document to the cops about what happened a few days ago with Royce." I started as we walked hand in hand over to jaspers car were all us popular's hung before the school bell.

"If I do that. Then I would also have to file a document explaining that you broke into my house late at night..." Shit she was right. Damn I thought my plan could have worked properly then.

"Also, it's over with now anyway. Royce was a jerk as much as or even more so than you so it doesn't matter anymore. It's happened and I don't care." She ranted on for a bit but I could see where she was coming from. I didn't want her to be forced to real live what happened although I kick myself up the ass every time for not being there when she needed me the most. What kind of a boyfriend does that?

"Okay, well at least I got to kick his ass a bit. He deserved a ton more than what he got."

"How's your lip? It's healing over quickly." She observed.

"Yeah that's because I put that gay ass cream you gave me on. That makes me such a pussy, don't tell anyone."

"Promise." She laughed as we finally came over to everyone.

"Wow Rosalie your hair looks really pretty today! How did you get it to be so wavy?" Angela weber asked.

"It's just natural." Rosalie blushed hiding into my arm.

"Naturally beautiful." I smiled kissing her forehead.

"And that leather jacket is so cute! Where'd you get it?"

"That's a really cute bag!"

"Your make up really suits you." The compliments kept on coming. My, wasn't she becoming popular! The bell went off so I kissed Rosalie goodbye but hang back with jasper, Edward as Taylor.

"So you know how you mentioned Royce didn't get what he deserved?" Jasper stated smiling.

"Yeah... " I answered carefully not really sure where this conversation was going.

"Today is wrestling team try outs, Royce has entered and if you do you'll both be matched so you can beat the shit out of him." Taylor literally screamed like a fucking girl.

"That's genius!" I grinned lighting up a fag.

"I know! It won't even look like your trying to kill him on purpose! They'll just think you're a really serious wrestler." Edward added. This was the perfect time to take back revenge on Royce for fucking with my baby.

"Will you try out with me?" I asked sounding pussy.

"Yeah all of us already signed up like last week." Jasper answered sipping some water.

"This is the best fucking plan ever! Royce don't even know what's coming for him." I chuckled to myself taking a huge puff.

I got my phone out and texted Rosalie... Doing wrestling team try outs at lunch, come watch ;) xx I knew she would come support anyway.

"I'm off to period 1 then." Edward said man hugging us all and heading off.

"Bye man!" We called as he wondered off into the main building.

"So I just beat the crap out of him at lunch?" I doubled checked.

"Yeah pretty much, fun right?" Jasper smiled thinking to himself how smart he was to come up with that as a plan. Fair play to him to be honest.

"You know prom queen and king are next week." Jasper added in to our conversation.

"Yeah... What about it?"

"Are you putting Rosalie up for it?"

"Nah, that wasn't part of the dare."

"Okay, well I've got someone to ask anyway..."

"No Jessica?" I teased again after he admitted to me on Sunday that he wanted to ask her.

"No, this other girl, I like..."

"Oh spill come on! You bang?"

"Made out.. But erh we can't really tell people because of her brother finding out."

"Oh that's unlucky."

"Yeah it is.. There is no way in hell he is going to suck up to me dating his sister."

"If I was you I wouldn't give a fuck."

"Thanks, I'll take that advice."

"I got class so see you after 2nd period." I concluded walking off to collect Rosalie from her tutor to walk to science together.

"Did you get my text?" I asked her straight away as we began walking, and I took her folder out of her hands for her, so she could hold mine.

"Something about wrestling..?"

"Yeah I'm trying out for the team today at lunch."

"How come?"

"Just seems like fun." I lied.

"Okay, we'll then sure I would love to come watch you."

"Thanks baby." When walking to science Taylor mouthed the words 'we need to talk.' I'm guessing it was about mine and Rosalie's situation at the moment. I was acting 10 times more serious then I should be but it was only because I was 10 times more serious about Rosalie. I nodded to his statement and reached science with Rosalie.

Later in period 2 I got a text from an unknown number. Sneaking my phoe under my desk I peaked at the writing flashing up on my screen.

I know about the bet. I read it over and over and over and over and over again.

Shit who was this? Only me jasper, Taylor and Edward knew. That was the only condition I made to the bet.

At break I gave Rosalie some money and told her to get me some food from the canteen, she was gone long enough for me to talk to the guys.

"Someone else knows about the bet." I said with pure anger.

"You got the text? Emmett all 3 of us did too, that's what we needed to talk to you about..." Jasper explained running his hand through his hair.

"Rosalie can't know. I can't do that to her." I ranted on getting impatient with myself.

"Call down, we'll find who ever knows."

"No we won't! How can we? Shit. Rosalie's going to kill me if she finds out."

"Who cares anyway? You're with her because we dared you to date her!" Edward sounded incredibly confused. Taylor punched his arm hard and muttered something.

"Fuck! You love her!" Edward gasped catching on.

"That's why she can't know. I can't lose her... All I want is her and I'm not just going to drop her."

"It's fine, well figure something out."

"Figure what out?" Rosalie chirped from behind me.

"Figure out how I'm going to win against Royce in try outs." I answered quickly.

"You're against Royce?"

"Yeah baby I am. And I'm kicking his ass." She rubbed my shoulders hard where I could feel all my stress clogging up.

"Em you're so tense." She sighed rubbing deeper until I couldn't help but let out sexual moans.

"Right there baby..." I groaned as she continued rubbing where I needed it.

"Maybe you shouldn't wrestle.."

"I'm fine." The bell went and I went off to my next period which was PE. In the locker rooms us 4 discussed the problem at hand.

"All we got to do is match the number up."

"Yeah because that's fucking easy! There's a billion numbers in the world how are we going to track down one." I spat literally ripping my shirt off.

"Somehow..." Taylor mumbled getting scared of how angry I was.

"Did anyone of you tell anyone?" I snapped trying to make sense of how someone could find out.

"No man. A promise is a promise, I didn't tell shit." Jasper defended.

"Who the fuck is I supposed to tell? I kept in to myself like you asked." Taylor added.

"I didn't even mention a detail... Never told a soul I swear down." Edward also confessed.

"Well I obviously I didn't fucking tell anyone!"

"Mate calm down. Stressing about it is going to make it worse!"

"Everything worse now! As if things aren't bad enough. You know what I've learnt. That all us jocks are fucking dicks! We label and judge everyone who isn't the class fucking status and I'm sick of it. We ruin kids lives by the shit we say thinking we're really funny, but actually we're just mean assholes!"

"Woah emmett the fuck did that come from?"

"When I say Rosalie hale what do you think?" I asked calming down.

"Nerd, geek, loner, ugly, lame, freak..." They blabbed some words at me.

"Yeah do you know her mum is in a fucking mental health hospital because her parents divorced and her dad fucked her mum up? Do you know that Rosalie's dad got married and is now expecting a baby with his new wife and he victimises Rosalie and her mum for it? Do you know Rosalie cuts because that's the only control she has of her life? Did you know Rosalie's dad told her he loved her and then left her and her mum for another woman? Did you know Rosalie has a cat called Scooby and he fucking looks after her because no one else can! No you didn't know any of that shit because your jocks and you don't fucking care!"

Shit what had I just done.

"We didn't know..." They apologised.

"We didn't know any of that stuff about her."

"No your right you didn't. You judged her for what she looked like... You didn't look into what she actually is... And if she's a freak- she's my freak….She's beautiful."

"Man we're sorry."

"Dating her was the best thing I ever fucking did in my life and I'm not letting anyone screw it up!" We're my final words before heading down to gym.

After 3rd and 4th period I had a quick fag in the parking lot, then got changed for the try outs. In the locker rooms I made jazz, ed and Taylor all promise never to mention anything about what I had told them about Rosalie. I couldn't keep breaking her like I was.

"Right jasper Whitlock you're up first against mark Bronson. Come on guys lets go." Coached announced.

"Good luck." I bashed jasper shoulders as we entered the ring for his fight.

Scanning the stand, it wasn't hard finding Rosalie. She was sat listening to music while looking around the room waiting for my turn. It didn't take long before her eyes came into contact with mine.

"I love you." I mouthed as her face lit up.

"Love you too." She returned making me smile greatly. Wow I really couldn't lose her. Not ever.

Tuning in back to jaspers match he appeared to be Winning well. He gave mark Bronson a good smack about in the ring. My boy!

"Cullen up against king, come on guys let's get started." Coach soon announced I got up more ready than I had ever felt in my life. Royce would get back everything.

"Shake." Coach directed as we did.

"This is for Rosalie." I spat feeling my anger building up. I had been waiting for this moment.

"That's nice. I'll mention that to her when you're on your way to the hospital."

He snickered.

"Engage." Coach instructed again as we locked arms and shoulders together.

"It's a real shame she's going to have to see this." Royce grinned up against my face.

"Nah I think she'll be happy to see you break a leg actually."

"Your black eyes looking pretty black." He commented.

"Yeah and looks like someone fucked your face up. Oh wait hahaha it was me."

"And attack!"

"Don't hold back." Royce stated.

"Not in my nature." Both of us lunged forward at each other gripping hard. We tugged, punched, slapped, kicked, jumped, pushed, shoved, smashed, crunched, and ripped the shit out if each other. I Grabbed onto his shoulders roughly and pushed him down onto the ground violently. I smashed his a couple times against the floor before pinning him into a headlock.

"Emmett stop!" I could hear a squeak in the crowd sounding like Rosalie but I didn't listen. I wanted him dead.

"Hold 5 seconds." Coach counted whilst I tugged tighter into Royce.

"Release." Coach yelled and I literally dropped a lifeless body onto the mat.

"King do you want to call quits?" Coached asked as he rolled up onto his feet looking red.

"Eat mat. Eat mat hard." I laughed feeling my victory coming on.

"Nah, play on." He shrugged looking over to me in fear. "Go on then! Smash me up. That's all you wanted to do. Smash me up like I smashed Rosalie up." He laughed. That was it. Breaking point had just snapped open.

I launched at him flipping back onto the ground. Getting up he tried swinging his hands at me but my fists met his face first. It took 3 big punches before Royce was knocked down onto the floor again looking completely dead.

"Clear shot on 3. Cullen wins round." Coach smiled lifting my arm up to signal the win. I spat on the floor by Royce's body.

"There's more to come if you touch her again."

"We'll see Cullen. You won't be strong for long." I left ring and stood at the bottom of the stand as Rosalie raced down to come see me.

"You were great!" She smiled hugging me.

"Thanks..." I grinned at the support.

"So... Let's hear it."

"Hear what?"

"I'm blonde but not that dumb! I know you didn't just suddenly decide to do try outs because you thought it would be fun." She mocked my voice.

"Wow your good!"

"I have to be... I've got a nutty mum."

"Okay, you caught me. I did the try outs to be beat up Royce for touching you how he did."

"Why did you lie to me?"

"Because if you knew the truth, you wouldn't let me do it."

"Yeah your right I wouldn't have."

"I'm very protective of you..."

"I'm sorry but I don't need you to be like this with me. I'm not 5 years old. I can look and defend myself fine."

"I wish you would let me help you when you need it." I signed looking down avoiding eye contact with her. She was just so fucking picky with everything that I chose to do.

"I'm sorry I'm overreacting... I just. I can't lose you Emmett. I've pretty much lost everything."

"And I'll tell you a millions time, you won't." I smiled knowing we were both on the same page now.

I seized the moment with a deep kiss.

"Rosalie hale, will you go to prom with me?" I asked resting my forehead against hers.

"I thought you'd never ask. I would love to go to prom with you." She whispered.