A/N: I own nothing but the fuckhot plot.

Bit of fluff and getting-to-know-one-another in this one guys, but the next one is a major LEMON.

Edward and Alice's house is the Cullen's house from the movies. More specifically Eclipse.

The Night I Met You

Chapter 10: His Past

~*Edward*~

I couldn't help the grin that spread across my face. As Jasper and I left the bathroom, he'd reached to grab my hand. And I was fucking giddy with that shit.

He wanted to hold my hand.

He was showing everyone out there that we were together.

That I was his.

That he was mine.

And I don't think I've ever felt happier.

I kissed his temple after he closed the door, and then we headed back to the table. I could see Alice's smile a mile away. She was fucking jumping in her seat, grinning like a fool as she whispered to Bella and motioned behind her, to us. What happened next scared, and shocked the hell out of me.

Bella jumped from her seat with the biggest smile on her face as she ran the rest of the way to us. Which was only a few metres.

"Oh my God! Yay! Finally! Hey…what do you think about having a joint wedding tomorrow? Don't you think that would be perfect?" Bella babbled on as she tried to hug us both, while jumping in excitement.

Jazz laughed, and I could feel the vibrations against my chest as Bella let us go. "Oh, so you heard we're getting married?" he asked her.

Bella's wide, doe eyes and open mouth was enough to get me to crack up. "He's only joking honey," I patted her shoulder lightly; "don't have a heart attack."

"Jasper Whitlock," she whined. "Don't get me all excited!"

We just laughed as we made our way to the table. Bella seemed so happy for us. The amount of love she obviously had for Jasper made me smile. Everyone was sitting at the table now, including two girls and two guys – one of them on the other's lap us they kissed – whom I hadn't met before.

"Oh, guys let me introduce you," Jazz spoke up. "Edward, this is Angela, Jessica, Jared and Paul. Guys….this is Edward…my…um…boyfriend…and Alice's brother."

At the first part of introducing me, all the girls squealed, only then did the two guys separate.

"What's going on?" the one sitting on top, Jared, asked.

"I'm Edward," I said, offering my hand for him to shake. "Alice's brother and… Jasper's boyfriend."

His eyes widened before he looked at Jazz and then back at me. "Jazz, you never said you had a boyfriend! And Alice's brother?"

"Babe, obviously they've only just hooked up…they just met earlier," the one called Paul explained, before seizing Jared's lips again. But not before he let out, 'oh, nice to meet you –'

I smiled at them before turning back to Alice. "So Edward, don't you have something to ask Jazz?" she asked.

I was confused; I didn't know what she meant. That was until she nodded to Bella, and then I realised.

I cleared my throat and turned to face the most beautiful man I had ever seen and leant in closer to his face. I observed him, quickly adjusting himself under the table.

Was my boyfriend hard?

"Jasper, will you be my date to Bella's wedding tomorrow?"

His smile made my heart stop, and start with an increased pace, "Of course, baby."

I kissed his lips softly, "Thanks, love."

"So, it'll be our first date…" Jazz said. I briefly noticed that everyone else at the table had joined their own conversations, or make-out sessions…

"Yes," I prompted with a smile.

"Do you"- he stopped himself with a shake of the head as he looked down.

"What is it?" I asked, curious.

He looked up at me, displaying his beautiful blush.

Sighing, he took a deep breath as he leaned in to whisper, "Do you think it would be too forward for me to want you…for me to want to have you…before our first date?"

My breath hitched.

Fuck.

"You want me?" I whispered.

"Yes," he breathed, running his lips over my jaw. "So much…"

"How do you want me?"

He chuckled lightly, "In my room, on my bed, with you on top of me. My legs on your shoulders as you make love to me…"

I stood up so quickly my chair fell down. I turned to pick it up as I got Alice and Bella's attention.

"Hey so, I'm gonna head off, and Jazz is coming with me…we'll see you tomorrow?" I asked.

"But Jazz…aren't you going to sleep at mine? It'll be our last sleep over." Bella whined adorably.

"Bella…Edward and Jazz…are leaving now together…." Alice explained, trying to make her see something.

Bella's eyes widened before she smiled sweetly, "Ooohhh! Okay then. Bye! See you tomorrow. Bye! Love you Jazz. Nice to see you Edward. Bye! See you tomorrow!" she waved at us drunkenly as she hurried us off, before turning back to Alice.

We both chuckled as we got up to leave, Jazz kissed Bella's head before we waved at everyone else. This time, I grabbed Jazz's hand as we walked towards the door.

~*Jazz*~

As we exited the bar, Edward said goodbye to some of his work mates, never letting go of my hand. I still couldn't believe he wanted to be my boyfriend, let alone hold hands. I was literally ecstatic.

I started to lead us somewhere where I thought we might find a cab, but he stood still, yanking my hand back.

"And where do you think you're going?" he asked huskily.

"Um…I'm trying to find a taxi, you know, in order for us to get to mine…to my room…to my bed…" I explained with a smirk, up until he interrupted me with a kiss.

Slow, deep, deliberate, and passionate. It was so clear I was fucked.

I was falling for Edward Cullen.

"Well," he said, as he pulled back enough to talk against my lips. "We can do those things…except, I drove to work, so I'll drive us to yours. But, if it's okay…I'll drop by mine so that I can pick up my suit?"

His lips ran along mine, before they glided from one side of my jaw to the other. I gasped as he kissed me below my right ear. "Yeah," I breathed, "that sounds…fine."

"Good."

With one more kiss, he pulled back and led me behind the bar's building, to the workers car park.

When we reached a silver Aston Martin and it beeped as he pressed his key, my expression must have amused him as he chuckled at me.

"Wow," I said with a whistle. "Nice."

"Thanks," he said.

Is that a blush I see?"

Mm… Yep.

We hopped into his car before he drove out on the street towards his house.

"So, do you live with Alice?" I asked, looking over at him. He had one hand on the steering wheel and my hand in the other.

"Yes," he said. "When our parents passed away three years ago…they left everything to us…and neither of us wants to get rid of the house. We love it too much. So we still live there."

I knew about Alice not having her parents anymore, but it completely slipped my mind that this meant that Edward was without his. Bella had told me it was a car accident that killed them.

"I'm so sorry," I said tightening my hold on his hand, "about your parents, I mean. What were their names?" I asked.

His eyes lit up as he recalled memories in his mind, "Brandon and Elizabeth. They were only 45 when it happened. They had Alice and I when they were 20. I'm more like my mum," he smiled, "green eyes, weird, coloured hair and great with music," he smirked as he cocked an eyebrow at me, causing me to smile. "Whereas Alice is like dad; black hair, blue eyes, and the ability to store up energy and never run out."

We both chuckled at that one.

"They were the perfect parents, you know? Dad was always home spending time with us when he could, and mum was always there for us; cooking our meals, making us feel loved no matter what, and helping to heal our wounds. They were always there for us, even though they took their jobs very seriously, we always came first."

"I wish I could have met them," I said. "They sound lovely. What did they do?"

"My mother was a waitress and a musician…usually performing at the same restaurant on the nights she worked. She had the most beautiful voice, and her ability to play the piano passed down to me. My father was a lawyer, yet he never took on the really big cases…he didn't want his work to minimise anytime he had left to spend with his family.

I came out to them when I was 20. I was so worried about how they would take it. But I shouldn't have been. They took it so well, both hugging me and telling me they loved me no matter what. The first thing my mother asked was whether I had a crush on anyone at that moment, and my dad asked if I had a secret boyfriend whom I hadn't yet introduced to them yet…" His smile warmed my heart as he remembered the conversations.

He turned to glance at me with a grin, "They would have loved you," he said.

"I'm pretty sure I would have loved them," I replied as I squeezed his hand.

Before anything else could be said, Edward pulled up to the longest driveway I have ever seen. As he drove down its curvy path, it finally led to a beautiful, modern mansion.

White concrete steps led up to the front door. The exterior, ranging from brown russet colours to blue walls. It also had a lot of glass; the windows and doors on other levels of the house. It was all so beautiful.

Edward had pulled me into the house, giving me a brief yet thorough tour of the mansion, before collecting his suit from his room – which was almost as big as my apartment – and asking me what I thought.

"It's beautiful," I said. "But maybe we should stay here…" suddenly uncomfortable. I didn't want him knowing that I wasn't as well off as him, at least not yet.

"Why?" he asked.

"I just…" I huffed quietly, "It's just…your bedroom is almost as big as my apartment…" I trailed off, not knowing what else to say.

He lifted my chin roughly, making me face him. "Don't you dare."

"What?" I whimpered, suddenly worried and confused.

"Don't you dare think that I care about how much money you have or make. Because I don't give a flying fuck."

"You don't?"

The first question Peter asked me was what I did for a living, followed by how much I made. His disapproving expression made me disappointed in myself. But now I understand that, that was quite rude. At least, that's what Bella said.

"No," he growled.

"O-okay." I said, "We can go to mine then, if you're sure."

"I'm sure," he barked.

I jumped slightly before making me way to the door.

Jeez he didn't have to get so angry about it. It made me think I'd done something wrong. Had I?

His hand on the front door caused it to close again after I had opened it.

"Jasper. I'm sorry love. It's a touchy subject." He said as he hugged me from behind, wrapping his arms – and suit – around me. His head rested on my shoulder as he leant his lips into my neck.

"I think, I mean…I'm pretty sure…that the reason for my…wealth…was the only reason my ex was ever interested in me." He admitted.

I turned around to face him, "What? Why?" I practically snarled.

"Just little things that I remember…how he already knew I was well off before we met, how he always asked for loans and said he'd pay me back but didn't…how I would usually be the one to pay if we went out…just…little things that added up. He also used to say that if we ever got married, we shouldn't get a pre-nuptial agreement, since we would never divorce." He added sarcastically.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Why wouldn't he love him for just him? For just being…Edward? He was perfect in every way. It's not that hard to fall in love with hi-

Oh shit!

I've gone and done it.

I've fallen in love.

With Edward Cullen.

His confused and hurt expression let me know that I was probably grinning like a fool right about now.

"I'm sorry baby, but as much as I want to rant about what a fucking prick your ex really is, and that he didn't know what he had. I'd rather go home so that my boyfriend can make love to me. I also had an epiphany…and I'd really like to get a move on so that I can explain said epiphany while we're making fuckhot love." I said, beaming up at him.

His eyes widened and darkened as he licked his lips. "Right," he said, opening the door and practically kicking me out before he ran to the car. Fuck he's adorable.

And he wants me.

I smiled at him as he reached for my hand and drove off. The only thought in my mind, kept running on replay over and over.

I love him I love him I love him I love him I love him…

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