Twilight isn't mine, but the idea is. I was inspired to write this after a marathon of Fast and Furious. All the songs on the soundtrack helped me create this, so you should check them if you don't know them.

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Only a few days later, James came home to find his sister and her boyfriend fighting over something. They could be heard from outside the house.

Bella was screaming of how bad was what he'd done and he was yelling back that he had no choice.

James dreaded to know what actually happened. He feared the boy might have done something totally stupid, which could have outed him as the law-breaker he was.

"What's going on in here?" James asked loudly, slowly unbuckling his gun belt.

Bella's head snapped to her brother, before she turned back to glaring at Edward. "You tell him. Go on."

Edward's whole face was red. "I couldn't have known. He came at you like that. I'm sorry. No, actually, I'm not."

"Did you bust someone's face because he got close to Bella?" James inquired. It wasn't as bad as he originally thought. "That's a good thing, B. He protected you. Who was the fucker?"

Bella groaned in frustration, throwing her arms in the air. "It was Collin! He was waiting on the front step on the house when we got back from school. Collin, James!" She hissed, shaking her fist at her brother. "And he rushed to me, hugging and kissing me….you know how Collin is. What does this idiot do?" She pointed to Edward. "He separates us and punches him so hard, poor guy's head flies back, and after he pushed him with his foot, Collin fell down. I stopped Edward before he could kill him."

"Collin's here? Why?" James asked faintly. "Something happened to Brady?"

"If you'd pick your phone you'd know!" Bella shouted. "Vicky's been trying to reach you for a week."

"You know my mobile phone works whenever it wants…and the reception here isn't that great. Why didn't she try the landline, like usual?"

"Because apparently you forgot to pay the bill, idiot! Brady is awake! And…Collin…what we didn't want to happen…he knows. And he's devastated because…" Bella lost her power and simply fell forward in her brother's arms. "He doesn't remember much," she breathed out, starting to sob.

As James rubbed her back, he caught Edward's eye above her head. "Where's Collin?" He raised an eyebrow.

"In my room. After I allowed him to talk and he told us what happened…he kinda collapsed. I helped him to my room. I think he's sleeping."

"Don't worry, kid. I don't blame you for attacking him. I'd have done the same if some random dude I didn't know would have charged at my girl." James steered his sister to the living room, sitting her on the couch.

Edward felt out of place. The Swans' family problems had caught up with them, and he really didn't want to be there. He knew the drama around Brady would grow out of proportions.

There was one thing Edward had learned from their story, racing could destroy lives—not just the driver's life, but the ones around him, too. Somehow, even though he understood it completely, he couldn't imagine living without racing. Cars were everything to him, and in the past four months he'd been trying very hard not to give in to the temptation, really give in. But with Mach One done and ready to race, and knowing Jake had no idea how to actually race a car… Edward knew he'd do something stupid soon. Not even the thought of a life behind bars was scaring him.

A hand on his shoulder, startled him out of his dark thoughts. "Kid, stay with her. I need to check on Collin and see if we need to go to Phoenix." Edward had never heard James speaking so seriously and with such concern in his voice. "Oh, and you should apologize for hurting him."

"I did. I apologized to Collin."

"To Bella." James winked. "Go."

Swallowing his nerves, Edward approached his girlfriend. After shouting at her for the better part of the past hour, he realized what an asshole he was. He shouldn't have shouted at her. It had been his fault—his quick temper had gotten him in trouble.

He stood, towering over her hunched body on the couch, staring down at her. Bella lifted her head some minutes later, gazing at him with wet, brown eyes.

"Sorry," they said at the same time, cracking a smile.

"No, really. It's me," she insisted softly. "I'm easily irritated these days." Her cheeks flamed and Edward couldn't figure out why.

If he didn't understand, she wasn't going to explain her silly womanly problems to him.

"It's okay," he mumbled, crouching to be at the same level as her. He ran his thumb over her bottom lip, before letting his hand fall, catching a curl of her hair and tugging at it. "I guess that was our first fight."

Bella smiled and nodded, chewing on her lip.

"So what do we do?"

"I don't know. We acknowledged the mistake, apologized…now we get to…" She threw him shy look, her cheeks growing hotter.

"We make out like the teenagers we are." He laughed, tugging her down and kissing her deeply. She lost her balance and fell on top of him, smacking their foreheads together. Chuckling, Edward didn't make a move to get up. He even laid back on the carpet, keeping Bella straddling his legs, his hands on her ass. She was too embarrassed to protest, and it wasn't like she didn't like it there.

By nightfall, James had left along with Collin. Edward had strict instruction on taking care of Bella and not allowing her to do anything stupid, but also reminding him not to do anything stupid himself.

Finding themselves alone, Edward took advantage of this sudden freedom and invited Bella to his room for their movie night. He found the most boring movie he possessed and started it, but he shouldn't have worried. When Bella arrived into his room, she was wearing one of his shirts—it reached her mid-thighs and one of the many holes showed part of her chest. Edward noticed immediately that she wasn't wearing a bra, or any pants for that matter. Only his over washed red holey shirt and panties.

"Hi," she whispered shyly, leaning against the doorframe.

Edward swallowed convulsively, sitting up so fast he nearly toppled the chair with the laptop. "Bella!" His eyes were trained on her bare legs.

As she walked closer, his cock twitched in his pajama pants. Of one thing Edward was sure, in the next few hours he'd get Bella naked. If anything happened, it remained to be seen, but he had to see more of her.

"Oh, you wanted to watch a movie?" she asked, looking at the laptop.

"Nope. I mean, if you want…"

Bella shook her head, reaching a hand up and touching his face. Slowly, she rose on her tiptoes and pressed their lips together. His unshaved cheek scratched her, but she didn't seem to care. The way his lips felt underneath hers felt divine. She could kiss him forever and not get tired.

His fingers knotted in her hair, keeping her head still as he kissed her thoroughly making her lose her breath. Bella moved a tentative hands lower, touching his naked chest. They both sucked in a breath the contact, his stomach muscles contracting under her fingers. Taking her lead, Edward traced the shape of her breast with his index finger, watching mesmerized as her nipple tightened under the shirt.

He groaned at the sight in front of him, and after a glance at her face, he lifted the red shirt over her head, exposing her naked flesh. The cold air and excitement of what was to come made Bella tremble.

"Cold?" Edward murmured, bringing her closer, their chests touching.

"A little."

He frowned, not wanting her to be cold. After a bit of thinking, Edward pushed the blanket aside and laid Bella on his bed, covering her with his body before tugging her blanket over them. She smiled, hooking one of her legs over his thighs as one hands was tracing the lines on his back.

"I… uh, I don't think…" Bella stuttered as Edward started kissing down her neck.

"Hmm?"

"Look at me, Edward."

Unwillingly, he pulled away from her breast. "What is it?"

"I don't think I'm ready to…you know…go all the way?" Her whole face was burning and her eyes were closed.

"I'm not pushing you into what you don't want."

"I want to!" Bella said hotly, opening her eyes. "Just…not today."

"Not today." Edward nodded. "Okay. We can stop when you want."

Smiling, Bella sighed in relief. "I guess…it's the unknown scaring me. Because I really like you, and want that."

Edward snorted. "You can't even say what you want. I get it, though. When you'll be ready, just know I'm here and…yeah."

She giggled, moving the hand on his lower back, playing with the elastic band of his boxers. "I kinda ruined the mood, huh?"

He thrust into her hip, showing her the mood wasn't ruined at all. His move wasn't received as he expected. Bella froze, and started chewing on her lower lip.

"That…is one thing that worries me," she said in a small voice.

"It should." He laughed, but sobered immediately when he saw her wide, terrified eyes. "No. I didn't mean it like that." Edward wanted to smack himself. He shouldn't joke about sex with innocent Bella. He sat up on his knees, straddling her thighs. "If you want, I can show you. There's nothing to be worried about."

Her eyes widened further, and she shook her head wildly.

"Seriously?" He laughed. "My dick scares you?"

Bella covered her face with her hands.

Edward wanted to show her there was nothing to be afraid of, and had no idea how to do it without scaring her. He lowered once more, covering her body with his own.

Bella could feel his hardness pressing against her tummy. Fear of the unknown gripped her body.

"Edward…"

"It's okay. I only want to show you there's nothing to be afraid of." He smiled down at her.

"But… I'm so sorry," she apologized.

"Bella, I want to make you feel like no one has ever made you feel," he stated, before proceeding to kiss along her neck and down to her collarbone. "Has anyone kissed you like this before?" Edward demanded.

"No." Bella's voice shook.

"Or like this?" He peppered kisses on her stomach making her muscles clench under his touch.

"No."

"Anyone kissed you here?" Edward pressed his lips to the center of her palm.

"No." She offered him a small smile.

He kissed the tips of her fingers, raising an eyebrow at her. She shook her head.

"Idiots," he murmured.

"There has been only Jake," Bella told him. "And he never…"

"He is an idiot. You deserve to be cherished, Bella. Heck, I am an idiot, too. I never took the time to simply look at a girl, or think of her needs. You made me see this."

"See what, exactly?" Bella frowned.

"See what a fool I was. You changed me so much."

"Show me more," Bella begged.

Edward covered her body with his once again. He took her face in his hands, staring deeply into her eyes before he jerked his hips forward. She gasped, he smirked and did it again. Bella had never felt that way. The faster he moved, the tighter her muscles wound. Edward seemed to go faster and faster until a loud moan escaped Bella, just as she went slack.

She was mortified at the sounds that had left her mouth, but more embarrassed at the wetness between her legs, ruining her panties. She could feel it pooling into her favorite pair of panties. Edward hadn't ceased moving, and she was extra sensitive. Just when she felt another wave of heat taking over her body, he groaned and pressed his hardness against her swollen clit.

"Wow." Bella breathed out.

"Wow, indeed. I haven't come in my underwear since I was like…twelve. Fuck, Bella."

"Sorry?"

"No," Edward said authoritatively. "Don't be sorry. It's the best I felt in…too long. Probably ever." He wasn't lying. He'd never felt that kind of pleasure before. It consumed his body.

After Bella put his red shirt on her once more, they cuddled under the blanket.

It was the best night sleep they had in their lives.

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