Disclaimer: Stephanie meyers owns EVERYTHING twilight
Beta: RoseT - who i would like to thank so much for taking time out to do this.
This chapter ends on a bit of a cliffy, sorry about that, just makes it a bit more interesting for the next chapter, hope you all enjoy - thanks for reading.
EPOV
It had been a long amazing night, I was awoken suddenly and abruptly by the alarm clock. Bella reached over automatically to turn it off. I rolled my right arm over her pulling her into my chest and kissing her hair.
"Good morning beautiful,"I gushed, Bella scooted her bum against my groin giving me an immediate erection that was painful. I think every single particle of blood in my body had went straight to my dick!
"Hmmm," Bella purred out, scooting her bum even harder into me.
I traced my fingers down Bella's sides, slowly moving to her waist, that's when Bella shivered with anticipation; I grabbed Bella's right leg and yanked it over my hip providing me full access to her sweet opening.
Bella's right arm moved up behind her head and she placed it securely around my neck forcing herself backwards urging me to hurry up. I chuckled slightly, "Eager," I teased.
"Uh-hu" was all she could manage to gasp out as I placed my fingers on her clit, rubbing in slow even motions, earning me the pleasure of hearing Bella's cries of pleasure, causing my erection to somehow grow bigger.
I nipped Bella's clit a few times making her jump slightly, but then I continued rubbing harder, pressing down harder until I heard her breathing speed up, her body became stiff and I knew she was about to cum. "Don't stop," she insisted...Like I was going to stop, I was getting a fucking kick out of watching my girl moan and tense in pleasure.
When Bella came off her high she released her grip on my neck and turned around slowly, "Thank you," she smiled up to me. "What a great wakeup call that was," she laughed slightly then put her head down.
With the tip of my fingers I lifted Bella's chin to look me in the eyes, "I want you?" It was a question, Bella had training to get to before her big game. I completely understood if she didn't have time, personally I would make time, but that's just me!
Bella grabbed my arm and pulled me on top of her, "Do your worst," she winked up at me then she pulled at my neck to move down to kiss her sweet lips. Bella's tongue slipped across mine and I moaned loudly, I positioned myself comfortably over Bella's body before entering her.
Bella moaned with pleasure into my mouth as I did hers, there was no better feeling in the world than being inside Bella, I could reside here for the remainder of my days.
I moved with enthusiasm and eagerness, thrusting in and out with force exactly how Bella told me she liked it. Bella's legs wrapped around my waist and she pulled me deeper into her causing another loud groan to escape my lips. A few moments more and Bella and I came together, that feeling of finishing together was second to none in my life. I craved her very essence, her being, I just craved Bella far too much.
An hour later and Bella was kissing me goodbye at the elevator. "You'll be at the game won't you?" she asked.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world sweet cheeks," Bella moved back calling, "Love you," while the elevator doors closed. "Love you more," I shouted back then headed to my room.
"Good morning," Jasper uttered all friendly, but also seeming rather nervous.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Well...nothing's wrong exactly, just a little...awkward."
"SPILL, JASPER!" I shouted loudly.
"Well, we had a guest stay over last night"
"WHO?" I demanded to know, well mainly demanded him to say it. I knew he was going to say Irinia.
"Irina."
"And what the fuck would she be staying here for? Shit, if Bella finds out she will fucking Kill me. Are you so selfish Jasper, seriously?"
"Emmett brought her back here because she would not tell him where she was staying. Apparently she had rented somewhere out of town, he thought he was doing what was for the best."
"What was he thinking? He should have left her on the fucking street. She'll have made her way home for god sake...shit I could have brought Bella back here, she would have gone ballistic." It was a quick irrational though. Of course I wouldn't expect him to leave her on the street.
"I know, I've had this out with him this morning. He feels terrible Edward, but it's done, we just need to get her out unseen."
"Oh yes, because she is going to willingly do that." I snarled. "It's perfect for her."
"You stayed with Bella last night Edward, I doubt Bella will be worrying about seeing Irina walk out of our hotel."
"You don't know Bella. She has a tendency to be a bit paranoid." I shook my head, what a fine mess these two seem to get me into.
"I'm going for a walk, just get her out of here before I get back," I demanded.
I went to a little cafe down the street. It was relatively empty so I ordered a coffee and then went and sat in the back to go undetected.
Emotions were swirling around in my head, I felt sick but at the same time ecstatic that Bella told me she loved me. I felt a dull ache in my chest suddenly realising I had everything I wanted and the only way to go now is down!
An hour later I returned to the hotel and found Irina had left quickly and quietly after she heard me leave...now here it is, this is what I was talking about, this is where my life goes down, because something crafty was up when this little minx done as she was told. She was up to something, I just didn't know what.
"It was not devious Edward; she had a hangover and just wanted to get home."
"Emmett you are so fucking naive, you make the pope look a sinner for Christ sake."
"Seriously, Edward; that is the best you can come up with?" Emmett laughed out.
I shook my head not in the mood for him trying to make me laugh.
"If Bella freaks out over this, I swear to god Bro, it's your ass on the line." Emmett rolled his eyes exaggeratingly to me. "Fine...whatever," he called, I moaned in response, I fucking hate that word!
"I'm going to take a shower before we head out to watch Bella," I mentioned.
"Hold up," Jasper said as he cocked his head around his bedroom door. "You have practice for your big game tomorrow."
"And?" I whined sarcastically.
"Do you really need to watch Bella play? You have the biggest game of your life tomorrow, I think she would understand you not turning up," Jasper acted as though he was doing me the favour.
"If you think I am going to miss Bella's semi-final you are somewhat twisted in the head, Jazz."
"Edward," He snapped sternly.
"Jazz bro," Emmett quickly jumped in. "Do not push the man, he is about ready to flip and I will not defend you if you push him any further."
"Thank you," I said to Emmett, "but brown nosing me is not going to make me forget what you have done." I walked to the my room ready to close the door before quickly snarling, "but, again thank you Emmett and Jazz...go screw yourself." and then I slammed the door. As a brother, Jasper was second to none, he was amazing and a serious family man, but as a manager he was getting on my last nerve!
We took to the seats at court 7, I was trembling with excitement at the thought of watching her...in her little white skirt, running around, sweating, breathless, for some strange reason it was turning me on.
I heard whispering been chanted across the spectators and quickly noticed they were now looking at me. The newspaper photographers quickly turned and started snapping shots of me, making me feel uncomfortable.
"EDWARD," they all called trying to get me to give them a decent pose. "Enough," Jazz shouted." Edward is here to watch a fellow player, there is no reason to cause any stress to my player."
"Or brother," Emmett snapped while jabbing Jasper. Jasper looked at him with a questioning look. "He is first and foremost your brother, stop acting like an ass," Emmett continued. I couldn't help but smile at both of them; they were both trying to help me out.
"How long have you and Bella been a couple?" One (supposedly) reporter asked.
"No comment," Jasper shouted.
"Long enough," I decided to intervene, instead of my manager slash brother thinking he could deal with my life.
"Are you in love?" Another one shouted up and then the crowd went into an uproar as the players started coming onto the court. I began to shuffle slightly, excited and nervous all rolled into one for Bella.
Bella looked up into the crowd, I could see her eyes searching for me and for the briefest moment I had never felt as happy in my life – Bella wanted me...go figure!
I smiled while raising my hand to wave and Bella caught my eye, she smiled at me so adoringly I wanted nothing more than to run down and give her a kiss...but I couldn't, could I? No, no, I couldn't, well...why the hell not?
I quickly stood up and Bella looked at me suspiciously while placing her bottle and bag down on the chair next to the umpire. I knew she had a few moments to spare before the game was eventually called to start, trying to get through the crowd was a little difficult, they were not moving for shit, so a bit of elbowing and nudging was in order. Bella finally realised what I was doing and headed to meet me. I had to turn left to ensure I did not go near the reporters, I couldn't be bothered with them interfering with my "good luck" speech.
Bella ran over slightly and the crowd went quieter than usual when I finally got to Bella, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her lips to mine. I stopped a few inches so we didn't quite touch, "You nervous?" I whispered to her.
"Nah," she clied while shaking her head slightly side to side.
"So you don't want my good luck speech?" I laughed out slightly.
"I have to go get ready, Edward." Bella said moving in to kiss me, I pulled back laughing.
"Not so fast," I whispered, noticing everyone around us was trying their best to hear what we were discussing.
"Good luck sweet cheeks, I know you don't need it, but I'm so proud of you and may I say you look fucking sexy as hell," Bella laughed at my response.
"Now..." I called while leaning closer, "a kiss for luck." I pulled Bella to me and her arms stretched out to wrap around my head. There was nothing but silence around us, then I heard clicking and as I pulled away from Bella I realised the reporters were on us.
"Shit...sorry" I gasped out to Bella, Bella laughed "I don't care if everyone knows, Edward." Bella lowered her head slightly before looking back up at me and whispered, "I love you," and then there was a gasp.
Seriously! Did the crowd have to be so fucking nosey?
"Love you more sweet cheeks, now go kick some ass." Bella laughed slightly to me and leaned in giving me one final quick kiss before running to her seat next to the bitch she was playing...I didn't know who she was, didn't frankly care, I just knew Bella was going to whip her ass anyway.
It took me a few minutes to get back to my seat with a disapproving look from Jazz and a massive smile off Emmett.
"Fuck you," I whispered to Jazz while the crowd clapped loudly at the umpire calling, "Game."
I rubbed my hands together, sitting tensely waiting for Bella to make her serve.
She hit the ball and it went straight into the net, I felt the blood drain from my face. Bella never and I mean NEVER did that.
"Serve." the umpire called as though it was a pain in the ass to do so twice in ten seconds, I growled to myself with annoyance, Bella looked at me apologetically and I smiled back at her reassuringly.
BPOV
OH MY GOD
I hit the fucking net...the net...never in my career have I done that...distractions, I let myself get distracted and its ruining my game. I looked up at Edward, My stomach in knots. He could see the despair on my face, I felt embarrassed at doing that.
I am the best I chanted over and over.
You ARE champion I reminded myself.
You will NOT be knocked out while Edward is watching you...you WILL NOT.
I took my stand eager to prove myself right and then I hit the ball...hitting the net again.
"NO," I shouted while everyone gasped, the first point given to my opponent Lauren Molley.
I did not dare look at Edward again. What must he be thinking of me?
I took a deep breath, a shiver passed through me making me feel even more nervous suddenly thinking what I would do if I lost Wimbledon!
I looked up to my father who was shaking his head at me. I closed my eyes and put my head down to the grass shaking it slightly then I looked straight into Lauren's eyes. She had a smile on her face... and boy was this little bitch going down.
I hit the ball over the net without her even realising 15/15 was called. I heard Edward shout out my name and that brought a smile to my face. I hit my serve again and did exactly the same thing at 30/15. I looked over to Lauren with a smug grin...yeah she wasn't fucking smiling now...the bitch!
EPOV
Bella was two breaks in the last set while Lauren had yet to win one; I felt pride wash through me. "Fantastic isn't she?" I whispered out to Jasper.
"Yeah," he muttered sarcastically while looking at his watch. "What is up with you?" I snapped, because he was acting ridiculous lately.
"Nothing," he snapped causing my blood to boil.
"That's it we are having words after this game. " I said then suddenly retracting with, "Well, when I get back from seeing Bella, which will be later tonight...maybe tomorrow morning...but anyway, god damn it, when I next see you after this game we will be having words."
Jasper just laughed shaking his head.
The person sitting next to me suddenly shuffled and I turned to see Irina standing there placing herself between us.
"Get the fuck away from me," I snapped out. If Bella spotted us two sitting together, I was imagining more that her tennis racket would be heading in this direction.
"Foreign lover, I know you don't mean that."
"You are an embarrassment," Emmett whispered over so not to distract anyone from the game.
"Yeah...what he said." I snapped nodding profusely like a fool.
Irina shrugged her shoulders turning to watch the game as though everything was okie dokie.
I decided since she was being quiet I would not moan at her, but the moment she touched my leg, I jumped slightly demanding Jasper swap places with me.
"Quiet please," was called from the umpire and I felt so much shame for disrupting Bella's match. If she shouted at me, I would take everything she gave me, I deserved it.
I nodded apologetically and sat down quietly.
"Dick," Irina snarled over at me, I ignored her going back to watch the game.
Half an hour later it seemed Bella had picked up on Irina being there because it was tied at four all. Bella was nervous it was evident she had won up to the semi-finals without losing a set, she was worrying and I knew it was all mine and Irina's fault. I knew she was wondering what she was doing here, why she was sitting with us, I wanted to scream down and tell her to ignore the bitch, she was doing it on purpose...and she was, she knew the effect it was having on Bella and she was grinning away like a Cheshire fucking cat.
"Get the fuck out of here," I snarled.
"No, I don't think I will." Irina smiled at me, while turning back to watch the match.
It was a nightmare of a game to watch, I had bitten pretty much all my nails to oblivion.
"I knew we shouldn't have come," Jasper just had to comment.
"Why? You knew Irina would show up?"
"I had an idea she would," he whispered back to me.
Bella won the next game…..just. Irina had to go. While they were swapping sides I tried, but the bitch was having none of it. In the end I swapped places with Emmett putting two people between me and Irina. I felt more comfortable about it, I just hoped Bella did!
It was a gruelling game and Bella lost the next one. My heart was in my mouth, my nails were nothing short of stumps. I felt cold run right through my body….I was a nervous wreck and seeing Bella looked worried….well, it scared the fuck out of me.
How could I reassure Bella? What did she need me to do? I could hardly drag Irina out of her seat and throw her down the stairs although the idea was great it was still wrong.
"Come on, Bella. You can do it," I shouted loudly….too loud; everyone turned and stared at me.
Bella looked up and smiled at me, I mouthed I love you, in hopes she could lip read and Bella took a deep breath before facing her opponent.
A further ninety minutes later and I felt the blood drain from my face….it was match point, this just happened to be the worst game Bella had ever player….EVER, and I just hoped to god she won, because quite frankly, I was worried I was going to get the blame.
Lauren was serving and Bella took one glance and me and then Irina. I could see she was tensing, nerves oozing from her. She had never came as close to losing in her life. She felt the fear, panic, and every other emotion that came with the possibility that you could actually lose your first ever game and at the worst possible time, semi-finals.
The ball was being hit with more force and panic I have ever witnessed in a game, the tension was everywhere, who was going to do it? Who would make a fateful mistake?
Then one did, the ball hit green with precision, a clear winner…..
"Game set and match…"