Author's note: *sigh* I really do have no life. :/ I only got like three reviews and I'm updating instead of making you wait. Oh well :/

Oh, and I'd just like to say: I know Mike in this story is a jackass, but just in case you were wondering, my ex, Mike isn't a jerk lol. We're actually becoming friends again. So anyway, here's the chapter.

For all these times, And it starts today

Clare came out of the bathroom, dressed in blue and white polka dot pajama pants and a light blue tank top. I smirked at her as she walked over to the bed.

"Oh. Right," I said, eyeing the bed.

"What?"

"I forgot this was only a twin bed. There's no way we're both gonna fit on it. I'll sleep in my room,"

"Eli," she took my hand and pulled me onto the bed with her. "We can both fit, we just have to be close to each other,"

We squeezed onto the bed, pressed up against each other. I sighed. "Or how about this?" I turned to I was on my back and pulled her so her head was resting on my shoulder.

"This works," she said, running her fingers over my stomach.

"Eli, can I ask you something?" she asked after a while.

"Hmm?"

She took in a deep breath. "If you don't want to answer it you don't have to,"

Now I was curious. "What's your question?"

"I know it's hard for you to talk about, but…what was Julia like?"

The question threw me off guard and I let out a breath. "Um,"

"If you cant answer it, that's okay,"

"No, I can answer, I'm just thinking of how to word it. What exactly do you mean?"

She shifted around in the bed. "I don't know, just some little quirks that made her…her. What made you love her?"

I took in a deep breath. "Well," I pulled Clare tighter against me and talked into her hair. "Julia hated it when I pushed her hair out of her eyes. She always kept her bangs in her face because she didn't like her eye color so if I moved them out of the way, she'd get made. She loved the rain. I told you how we met and her swim meet so obviously she loved to swim, but she just liked being in water. So she would go out whenever it was raining and dance around or run around. She loved kids. When her step-mom had her baby sister she couldn't be torn from her. Some people even thought it was Julia's kid," I laughed, thinking of the time when someone asked her if it was her baby. "She always liked to pull my hair. Just for kicks. She's just walk by and pull it in the hallways or sit behind me and pull it when she got bored in class. I don't know why she did it, but she did." I took in another deep breath. As the memories got more detailed it became a bit harder. "I really loved how she didn't care what people thought. She was loud and opinionated. Some people would call it obnoxious, but she really just told you what she was thinking no matter what and didn't hold back. It got her in trouble sometimes just like my sarcasm does me. She rebelled against the school system a lot. Arguing with teachers because she had an opinion on everything. She was very outgoing, not really afraid of anything. Roller coasters were her next favorite things in the world besides swimming. She hated ferris wheels for some reason. No matter how much I tried to get her on one, she always refused. We fought constanty. We had that type of relationship. Some of the fights would be joking and others would be serious. But we always made up," I shrugged. "I don't know. She was complicated, but she was herself no matter what,"

Clare sat up and looked at me. "She sounds…cool,"

"Clare, I know you would have hated her,"

She smiled and blushed. "I didn't say that. I just…couldn't see myself being friends with you,"

"I cant either. But she wasn't a bitch like I'm making her out to be. She cared about the environment. One reason she would never drive anywhere and always rode her bike. She was loyal and you could trust her with your darkest secrets. She seems rude at first but she's a really softy if you get to know her," I smiled.

Clare took my hands. "I'm glad that didn't make you sad,"

I shook my hand. "I guess it's easy to talk about her if I want to and I'm remembering good memories,"

Clare leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips. When I pulled back, I laughed.

"So Clare,"

"Yes, Eli?"

"On the way home from the movies today, Adam told me a little something about you,"

"What would that be?"

"Well actually he heard it from Fiona Coyne. His girlfriend."

"And what did Fiona have to say about me?"

I laughed. "Do you really wanna know. It involved her brother…Declan?"

Her face closed and she blushed, looking down. "Oh, um, yeah,"

I cupped her face in my hands and brought her close me, whispering in her ear. "She told Adam you wrote vampire fiction about Declan,"

Clare swallowed and nodded.

"So…" I whispered huskily in her ear. "Does this mean you have a biting fetish?"

"I-I don't know. It's n-never happened,"

"I can fix that," I whispered. I kissed her cartilage piercing that matched my own and then kissed behind her ear. I trailed my kisses down her neck until I reached the spot above her collarbone.

"So, vampire expert, is this where a vampire would bite,"

I could hear Clare's breath intake and she nodded.

I smirked into her skin and opened my mouth. I let my tongue peek out and tasted her skin. It was so amazing. Without warning, I closed my teeth on her neck.

Clare let out the sexiest moan I've ever heard and my stomach muscles contracted hearing it.

I released her neck and pulled back to look at her blushing face. She was biting her lip. I leaned in and kissed her mouth. "You don't have to worry. My parents aren't home. Be as loud as you want. One condition, though," I whispered against her lips.

"What?"

"You're only allowed to moan my name,"

I pulled back and used my hand to gently push her so she was lying on her back. I hovered over her and pressed my teeth against her neck.

"Eli," she whispered.

"That's so fucking hot, Clare,"

She put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me off. "We've got to stop,"

"Why?"

"Before we take it to far,"

I sighed, feeling the tightness in my pajama pants. "You're right,"

"Sorry," she blushed looking down. "I didn't realize you had a problem…"

I laughed. "It's okay,"

"Want me to take care of it?" she asked, looking up to meet my eyes.

My eyes became saucers. "W-what?"

"I could take care of your problem for you," she whispered moving close to me.

I swallowed. "Feel bold, are we, Edwards?" I managed to choke out some sarcasm before she pushed me on my back.

My breath sped up and she worked me out of my pants. When she wrapped her hand around me, I let my eyes close in pleasure.

"Oh my god," I moaned as she started to go faster. Nothing could ever feel this good.

I clenched the bed sheets between my hands as I reached my point. "Fuck Clare!" I yelled when I came.

She laughed and laid next to me, her head on my chest against. "Feeling better?"

"So much," I whispered, putting myself back in my pants. "Was that your first…you know?"

"Yes," she nodded.

"I don't believe that," I muttered, opening my eyes to the ceiling.

She brushed my now sweaty bangs out of my face and kissed my cheek. "It was my first and I'm glad it could be you,"

"Me, too. I hope I'm your first everything." I blurted without thinking. "Clare, I didn't mean it like that,"

"Yes you do. But that's okay. I want you to be my first, too,"

I smiled and wound my arms around her. "Tomorrow do you wanna finish my room after school?"

"Sure,"

"I just have one more thing to ask, Clare,"

"Yes?"

I sighed. "Next month is Julia's birthday. Do you think you could just leave me alone that day. It's nothing personal, I just-"

"I get it, Eli, and that's okay. Just let me know when it is and I'll give you your space,"

"Thank you," I kissed the top of her head.

She snuggled into my chest. "You're welcome,"

Clare yawned and her breathing became slower. I closed my eyes, thinking about how I was holding the girl I loved in my arms and how amazing it felt.

I fell asleep quickly and peacefully.

Author's note: epic fail? I think so. :/

Oh and another thing I wanted to say. You know how this book is kinda based off of "for all these times, son, for all these times" by Lost Prophets and I just choose a lyric to put in the beginning? Well what's cool about it is that I just choose the first lyric I see and put it and write the chapter. I don't plan these chapters out just let them go as it comes to me, but by the end when I re-read it the lyrics actually make sense with the chapter some how. I find that weird but cool. So question: do you think the lyrics are going good with the chapter?

Let me know…