Songs: P.O.D "Here Comes the Boom"

Josh Kelley "Tidal Wave"

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I could hear the thumping of the intro music pouring through the emptying locker room. The team was filing out to be announced onto the field but I was being detained by the offense coaches. They were throwing some last minute drills at me, hoping that we could mix it up a little if the opposing team caught on to our maneuvers. I nodded at them and memorized the details on the board in front of me. I heard the locker room door slam open and coach Meyers stomped in.

"What in the burning hell are you still doing in here Cullen? You don't even have your damn shoes on!" His southern accent sort of took the fire out of his words and I barely managed not to grin at his outburst. "Sorry Coach, I'm coming out right now." I nodded at the other coach and trotted over to my locker to retrieve my shoes.

"Well hurry your ass up. The whole stadium is waiting for you." He left after that last bark and I barely heard him. I tossed my gear around the locker, searching for my shoes.

Where the fuck are they?

For a moment I panicked, thinking I left them at the house or some shit. That would figure. Not that they don't have spare shoes laying around everywhere, but the last thing I wanted to do was work in shoes that weren't broken in. I scanned the locker room and spotted a pair of cleats under one of the benches. Bingo.

I snatched them up and hopped along as I pulled them on and walked at the same time. Sprinting down the hallway, I started hearing my name being chanted, echoing along the concrete tunnel. I grinned and broke out into the blaring stadium lights just as my name was announced.

P.O.D. "Here Comes the Boom"

I held my helmet up and smiled at the stands, heading over to the rest of the starting team warming up on the field. We were already warmed up, but the crowd loved to see us go through the routine. It showed unity and pumped up the atmosphere. Before I pulled my helmet on I turned and looked back at the tunnel for my girl. She didn't disappoint. My whole chest swelled almost painfully to see her standing with Alice and Rosalie waving at me. Bella was wearing that fucking fantastic jersey outfit again and it took all I had to not fantasize about all the things I had planned for her later tonight.

Head in the game Eddie….head in the game.

I waved back at them and now…now I was ready to play some football.

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I was hit from behind and went down hard, the wind completely knocked out of me. The ball moved dangerously near the tips of my fingers before I tucked it into close to my body, away from the reaching hands of the defensive player who grabbed for it. When I could catch my breath, I uttered a few choice words, mostly to myself. The tension between the teams was high enough without me having to add fuel to the fire. I felt a couple of guys come up to help haul me to my feet and pat me on the back. I didn't get too angry about the sack. Our team was up…by a lot. I almost felt bad about pounding them into the ground with touchdown after touchdown, but hell…it made my statistics better and it kept the crowd on their feet. So I kept it up.

The girls had danced during halftime, but Emmett and I had wisely decided to skip the show. I know his nights were not as restrained as mine was, but we needed to keep our focus. No reason to screw up now and let the other team catch up. Now all the dancers were standing on the sidelines, moving with the beat of the band's tunes between plays. I stole a glance at Bella as I sat on the bench and the defensive line moved on field. I was relieved to see the smile on her face was big and relaxed as she spun and kicked for the cheering fans. I didn't mention anything about her new attitude last night because I didn't want to make her feel self-conscious again. I wonder if Alice or Rosalie noticed the change in her.

The defense shut down the other team's advances without them getting anywhere near the goal line. I took one more glance at the playbook and pulled my helmet on. Emmett gave me a nod as we passed. It wasn't a slap on the back or high-five, but it was more than I thought it would be this soon after finding out Bella and I are together. Of course, he didn't yet know that I was sleeping with her. I would be lucky to get a nod then.

I trotted to the thirty yard line and moved into place. Looking up and down the line, I waved a signal at the tight ends and flexed my fingers. I crouched down and called down the play and the ball sailed smoothly into my hands. I took five or six steps back and looked for my chosen receiver. He was wide open and looking back in my direction. I leaned back and then brought my weight forward for the pass. The ball just left my fingers when my ankle rolled and caused me to stumble and fall onto the field just as a defensive player rushed in my direction. Pain shot through my ankle and I pulled my knee up to my chest as I lay on the field, groaning in frustration and discomfort.

The officials whistled for a pause in the game and I was surrounded by players and coaches. I wasn't hurt bad, but I knew I was not going to be playing again right away. I was trying my best to reassure them that I could walk. It was damn embarrassing to be sitting in the middle of the field as the whole friggen stadium watched on. After a lot of poking and prodding I was hauled to my feet. A trainer and physical therapist each threw an arm around their shoulders and helped me limp off field. I gave a thumbs-up to the fans as they clapped for me.

Emmett was among the people hovering around my bench as the physical therapist evaluated my foot. I winced as I rotated it one way and then another, but it wasn't unbearable. I looked up at Coach Meyers.

"Coach, I can still play."

The old man regarded me for a moment and then shook his head. "I don't need to risk you screwing up your ankle permanently. You will sit the rest of the game out and Newton will take over." The whole team groaned at his announcement. The coach himself really didn't look too pleased. I was fucking pissed. I worked to hard too let that little shit take us down now. Coach Meyers moved over to me as the offensive line prepared to take the field. I gripped the edge of the bench to stay seated as I saw the smug look on Newton's face. A firm hand on my shoulder helped keep me grounded.

"Don't worry son. You got us so far ahead he shouldn't be able to do too much damage."

I hoped to hell he was right. The last thing we needed was to lose a homecoming game after such a great winning streak.

Emmett plopped down next to me as the trainer finished packing the ice around my ankle. He held out my left shoe towards me, face set in a serious way.

"Hey man, you need to check your equipment out before putting it on. Your laces were jacked up and they came apart."

I narrowed my eyes at the shoe. "They broke? They are brand new! I should sue the fucking company that made it…"

"No dude," he interrupted. "The lace wasn't torn, it was cut."

"What?" I grabbed the shoe and looked at the broken lace. The edges of the two ends were almost completely smooth, except for one small bunch of strands. I fingered the laces. "Mother fucker." I leaned over to look at my other shoe and sure as shit, the laces on that one had also been messed with. I pointed to it.

"Both my damn shoes have been fucked with. They look like they were cut and hanging by just a thread."

"Just enough to snap in the middle of some action," Emmett finished my train of thought.

I didn't have to think too long and hard about possible suspects. I glared out at the replacement quarterback fumbling around on the field. "Newton," I growled his name. I was going to kick his ass.

Emmett rubbed his neck and shook his head. "I don't know man. I don't think he has the balls to do something like this."

"Who the hell else could it have been?"

Emmett shrugged. "It probably was him, but the question is…are you going to Coach with this?" I thought about it for a moment and then snorted. "Doubt it. I don't have a track record that makes me trustworthy. Newton has a fucking squeaky clean record, so if it comes down to a judgment of character I would be on the losing end of that shit."

Emmett agreed with me. "It sucks man, but you can't fuck him up either. You will get the boot if you even spit at him." He and I both winced as Newton threw an interception pass…again. "Hell, maybe you don't need to fuck him up. The crowd may take him out if he keeps this shit up." I tried to be mollified by the jeers and protests of the Husky fans at my replacement, but I was just as angry and frustrated as they were.

One thing was for certain. Newton had just gone from a minor nuisance to an all-out pain in my ass.

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I didn't need to lean on Emmett when we walked up the steps to the house. My ankle was still tender, but the physical therapists thought I would be alright without crutches. If they would have given me some, I would have thrown them out the car window. We still won the game…barely. Newton had basically let the other team score all they wanted in interceptions and fumbles, but we were far ahead enough before I left the game that we managed to squeak by. If Newton tried to get back into the game because of the glory, he didn't get it today. The crowd yelled obscenities as he strode off the field and everyone in the locker room had given him the cold shoulder. I got a little tickled as he stomped out of the room before the coaches had even finished talking.

When we walked into the door I was nearly knocked over by a small brunette blur. I caught myself with a hand against the refrigerator and chuckled down at the girl with her arms clutched around my waist. "Alice…I need to breathe."

Alice released her grip on me and stepped back, smiling sheepishly. "Sorry, I was just so worried when you got hurt. Are you okay? Will you play the next game? Do you need anything?" When she stopped enough to catch her breath Jasper came up and placed his hands on her shoulders. "Sweetie, I think that's something his girlfriend should be asking him." He smirked at me and I rolled my eyes before searching for said girlfriend. Bella moved around Alice and Jasper and looked up at me with worried eyes. I gave her a smile and placed my arms around her bare waist. She still had her jersey costume on. Good girl. My smile probably looked more like a leer at that point.

Bella reached up to cup my cheek and I kissed her palm automatically. "Are you okay?" she asked me. I reached up and ran my fingers over her forehead, cheeks and lips. She closed her eyes in response and the worry lines on her face smoothed out.

"I'm fine, just a little sore but nothing that won't be fixed by the next game. I wanted to get back in and keep going but it was Coach's choice to sit me out." I heard Rosalie scoff from her spot next to Emmett. "That was a stellar move." I smirked at her in agreement then returned my attention to Bella. She was still looking at me in concern so I reached down and wrapped my arms around her waist, hauling her off her feet and up against my chest. Her breathing hitched and she blinked at me with startled eyes. I grinned at her and when her cheeks started to burn I pressed my lips to hers. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she responded eagerly to the kiss.

I had just gotten into the completely happy place in my mind when I heard a throat clearing. It felt so good to not have to hide our relationship, but maybe I overstepped my lines of freedom just a little. I pulled back and let Bella slowly slide down to place her feet back on the floor. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from groaning out loud at the incredibly friction of our bodies rubbing together. Bella seemed just as affected as I was, looking at me with hooded eyes. I was so ready to get upstairs.

Someone cleared their throat…again…and I glared at Emmett. He had his arms crossed and was ignoring all the angry looks from the females in the room.

"So Rosalie and I are heading out for a night on the town and won't be back until tomorrow afternoon." He reached around Rosalie's waist and tugged her forcefully against his side. His face broke out into his customary grin. "I feel the need to celebrate!" Rosalie rolled her eyes but a delicate flush appeared on her cheeks. I was just glad to see Emmett in a good mood again, especially when Alice piped up.

"Yeah, I am going to spend the night at Jasper's tonight."

Emmett frowned and looked at me and Bella. I raised my hands towards him.

"Don't look at us; we plan on staying in tonight." Okay, maybe that was a little smart-ass of me, but I was tired of holding back. Emmett was not amused, but Rosalie started pushing him towards the stairs. "Come on lover…we need to get our overnight bags and head out." They had almost gotten through the doorway when he turned back to face me.

"Maybe you should take it easy tonight, man." I stared at him….Bella stared at him…even Alice and Jasper looked a little uncomfortable. Rosalie smacked him on the arm and gave him a dirty look. He blinked down at her, "What?" After a moment the light bulb went on. "Shit, I meant take it easy with your ankle. Jesus!" I won't lie; his cheeks turned a little pink. Not as pink as Bella's, but it was there all the same.

After everyone left, I grabbed a couple of waters out of the fridge and shut off all the lights. I winced a little walking up the stairs, but the pain was barely there otherwise. I was really lucky I didn't fuck up my ankle any worse than it was. Emmett and I agreed not to tell any of the girls about what happened. I didn't want to upset Bella and God knows what crazy shit Alice and Rosalie would cook up in revenge. I would have told Jasper, but honestly he would have blabbed it to Alice without even meaning to. The guy was whipped…but I wasn't one to be pointing fingers.

I gently pushed open Bella's door, but the room was empty except for a snoring Jake. I leaned back to look at the bathroom. Lights off…empty. I narrowed my eyes in confusion for a moment and then I heard the music start.

Josh Kelley "Tidal Wave"

There was a soft light coming from underneath my door. It wasn't fully closed and it opened quietly when I pushed on it. I felt my heart trip as my bed came into view.

Bella was laying back on top of the covers, propped up on her elbows. Her jersey shirt rose up high, exposing a lot of her mid-section to my hungry eyes. The only light in the room was a small desk lamp and the music was at a soft level. Alice must have attacked her hair again because it fell in long dark curls around her shoulders and on the bed behind her. The soft smile on her face was innocence wrapped in seduction. I was by the bedside before I even realized I had taken a step.

Bella moved over to make room for me and patted the bed. "You need to get off that foot, Mr. Cullen." I stretched out beside her, turned on my side so I could drink in every inch of her. I smirked up into her dark eyes. "Should I call you Dr. Swan now?" She grinned at me, "Maybe another night." Oh…hell yes.

I watched her move down to my feet, her small fingers going to work on my shoe laces. She was so very gentle with my injured ankle. I almost laughed at the intense concentration she was giving her task. I should have told her that it didn't really even hurt anymore, but I bit my cheek and let her continue to pamper me.

When both of my shoes and socks were tossed to the floor, she propped my foot in her lap. Before I could protest she began to rub small circles into the arch of my foot. I moaned and let my head fall back. Her fingers worked magic on my muscles as they moved around to the ball and heel and finally around the slightly swollen ankle. I probably could have fallen asleep if it had been anyone else, but since it was Bella's small hands working on my bare skin I was quickly becoming achingly hard. All she was doing was touching my foot, and yet it still sent shockwaves up my entire body.

When she stopped I lifted my head to look at her and caught her flexing her fingers before she could hide it. I sat up and reached for her hands and brought them to my lips, kissing each finger and rubbing them gently with mine.

"Thank you," I murmured against her knuckles. She flushed and smiled, looking at me through her dark lashes. "Does your ankle feel better?"

"Much." She didn't need to know that it wasn't feeling too bad to start with.

I moved my kisses up her arm, keeping my eyes on hers the entire time. The closer I got to her shoulder the faster her breathing became. I bit lightly through the jersey material, marking her through the shirt. When I reached the bare skin of her neck, I kissed her lightly and growled in her ear, "I know I've said it before, but having my name on your jersey is the sexiest thing I have ever seen."

When Bella spoke, it came out breathless. "You…you aren't mad that I surprised you with it….at the pep-rally?" I pulled back and smiled to see her eyes shut and her lips parted. I moved until my mouth was pressed against hers, "You can surprise me like that any time you want. I love your surprises." Then I slipped my tongue past her lips. She whimpered and grabbed at me with shaky hands, clutching me desperately as she deepened my teasing kiss. I delved my hands into that riot of curls and held her tight to me. When I felt her start rocking against me I yanked back. Her lips were swollen and red and her eyes were almost closed. I felt my breath coming in pants and something inside me snapped. I grabbed her shoulders and quickly pushed her on the bed. Bella gasped and put her hands out to the sides to steady herself. I took that opportunity to circle her wrists with my hands, pressing them into the bed and trapping them at her sides.

I loomed over her, looking at her possessively, burning my mind with the image of her on my bed with my jersey on. As much as I loved that shirt on her, I wanted it off even more. I kept a hold of her hands as I lowered myself down until I was eye-level with her belly button. How the hell can a belly-button be so damn sexy? When I dipped the tip of my tongue into it, she gasped and arched up to my mouth. I looked up at her and she was biting her lip, watching me. I kept my gaze locked on hers as I gave her exposed stomach open-mouthed kisses, tasting her flesh. Her muscles quivered underneath my attack. I reached the edge of her undershirt which stopped not far beneath her breasts. Her chest was rising up and down with her heavy breathing. The sight was too much to resist. I moved up and covered one of her peaks with my mouth, sucking and nipping her through the jersey. Her gasps turned into whimpers and I felt her hands pulled against mine. I released her but before she could reach for me I pushed my hands under both layers of shirts and started to pull them over her. She sat up enough to help me take them off as well as her black lace bra. I took a second to wish I could spend more time with that particular article of clothing, but then I wondered whether her panties matched.

Bella lay back down and I moved to pull down her track pants. Yes, the panties matched and I fucking moaned at the sight of her in nothing but black lace. I saw the blush creeping up her chest and neck and I knew it took a lot for her not to cover herself as I blatantly stared at her. Fair is fair. I stood up next to the bed and shed my clothes probably quicker than was sexy, but I was too impatient tonight. When I kneeled back onto the bed Bella automatically opened her legs for me. I lay over her like I was made to fit the curves of her body. Almost every inch of our bodies were touching and all the feelings were centered on my cock pressed against her wet, lacy panties. I could feel her heat against me and I throbbed almost painfully. Bella squirmed underneath me and it caused her to rub against my arousal in a torturous way. I groaned and tried to distract myself by bending my head and latching onto a hard nipple. She was so aroused…so ready for me. I could feel her wetness soaking through the lace and I thrust against her instinctively. I moved so that my tip was pressed against the fabric at her entrance and then I rocked my pelvis forward. If not for her sexy panties, I would have thrust into her. Bella cried out and bit down on my shoulder and I hissed, not in pain but pleasure. Her hands fluttered over my back and shoulders and her hips moved against me frantically. I pushed against her again and again, my wetness combining with her own. When her breathing became erratic I reached down and searched for her clit through her panties. I rubbed tight circles on her throbbing nub and nibbled on the shell of her ear. "Let it out, Bella. We are alone…come for me." Whether it was the extra friction or the words that I spoke, she was sent over the edge almost before I was done speaking.

She shrieked and sobbed and dug her fingers into my back as she came. I felt her legs shaking against my sides as she rode down from her high and lay back weakly on my bed. I made her come…on MY bed. My long-time fantasy just came true.

I kissed trails along her collar bones as she calmed down. At the same time, we both reached for her soaked panties, desperately pulling them down her legs. I leaned over and reached for the night stand but her hands tugged on my arm.

"No, we don't have to worry about that."

I looked down at her, confused. "What? Are you sure?" She bit her lip and flushed, glancing away for a second. "I actually have been on the pill for a month, but the doctor recommended using a condom for a few weeks until the birth control had time to kick in."

I blinked stupidly down at her. Sex with Bella…no condom….oh Sweet Jesus.

When my lust-addled brain kicked in I smiled stupidly down at her. "As long as you are sure…"

"I'm sure…very sure." She told me, cupping my face in her hands and bringing me down to her lips. I showed her how appreciative I was at the news and eagerly returned her kiss. One of her hands left my face and wrapped around my throbbing cock. I moaned into her mouth and thrust into her hand, still wet from our combined arousal. When she spoke she didn't take her lips off mine. "I want you…now."

I didn't have to be told twice. I moved down just a little until I felt my tip at her entrance again. Her body was burning hot against my arousal, so much different from when we used the condom. I wonder if it felt differently for her. I was prepared to go slow and savor the feeling of sliding inch by inch into her, but Bella wasn't having any of that. She wrapped her legs around my waist and lifted her hips up, pulling me deep inside that wonderful heat. I cursed…I moaned…I probably whimpered a little. I heard soft sounds of pleasure coming from the angel below me and I couldn't hold still any longer.

The feeling of sliding in and out of her with my bare flesh was incredible. At that moment, I hoped I never saw a condom again. She felt hotter, wetter, tighter. She met each of my thrusts and squeezed my waist with her legs. My lips never left hers. I nibbled on her swollen bottom lip and sucked on it as her tongue ran over my top lip. When I latched my mouth over hers, she thrust her tongue inside my mouth with the same rhythm as I was moving inside her body. I growled and reached down with one hand to cup her bottom, pulling her hard against me with each thrust. Bella cried out against my lips and bit down on my lower lip. I growled again and pounded in her, harder and harder. I pulled back and moved to her neck. She tilted her head to the side and I sucked on her sensitive skin. The harder I thrust, the louder she got. The louder she got, the closer I got to coming. The more I thought about coming, the more I realized I would be coming inside her with no condom. That threw me over the edge.

I lay my head on her chest. "Fuck…Bella, I'm going to come." I could hardly breathe at that point and Bella didn't answer me. I started to reach for her clit again but all the sudden she cried out and rocked unevenly against me. Her shouts echoed in my small room and her whole body shook beneath me. I felt her walls clench around me and pumping me like a fist. I shouted loudly against her skin and thrust into her a couple more times, burying myself as deep as I could. I felt my whole body tighten as I poured myself into her. Bella was still writhing against me as I twitched and spasmed inside her. I had never felt anything like it. For one second, I thought this is what death must feel like. The body shuts down and your mind fades to black. If that was death, then heaven was coming alive in the arms of my angel. I had my face pressed to her breasts, panting as heavily as she was. I'm sure I was too heavy for her, but she had her hands against my back, pressing me close to her shaking body. I was still inside her, twitching and throbbing. Every now and then, Bella would make small thrusting movements, extending my pleasure for several minutes.

When I could summon up enough energy to move, I pulled myself up onto my elbows to look down on her. Bella's eyes were closed and her face was smooth and relaxed. I kissed each of her eyelids and watched as her lips curved into a satisfied smile. I nuzzled her cheek. "Did I hurt you? I wasn't too rough was I?" I was so afraid of losing control with her, of overstepping her line of comfort.

Bella's eyes shot open and her smile turned into a lazy grin. "No…was I too rough?" I chuckled and gave her a soft kiss. "I think I will survive."

Somehow I rolled off of her, only moaning a little when I had to pull out of her. I should go get something to clean her up after all that mess, but that would have to wait until I got feeling back in my legs. I looked at our hands as our fingers intertwined; my large hand swamping her small, delicate one. Her voice cut through the silence.

"Will you really be able to play in the next game?"

I turned my head to look at her and smiled reassuringly. "Yeah, don't worry. The next game is not for a couple of weeks and the coaches say I should be good as new by then."

Bella wrinkled her nose. "Good, because your replacement sucks." I laughed at her understatement. My mind started wandering, thinking about the upcoming game. "Are you girls coming with us to the next game?" Bella shook her head.

"The cheerleaders are supposed to have the next away game, so the dance team has to stay behind."

I was depressed by that thought, for more than one reason. It was bad enough being away from Bella and not getting to see my favorite half-time show, but to put up with the Cheerleaders embarrassing the shit out of us on someone else's turf just plain sucks.

"I wish we could come with you," Bella said, playing with a strand of my hair. I knew that none of them could afford to travel so soon after the holidays.

"It's only for a couple of nights." I thought about the date of the game in my head. "When we get back, would you like to go to Volt again with me?"

Bella slowly smiled. "Are you going to play?" I nodded and she looked at me with excitement. "What song are you going to play?"

I shook my head and ran a finger along her jaw. "It's a surprise."

Although the pout she gave me was almost irresistible, I managed to keep my lips sealed…figuratively. I literally leaned over to run my tongue over that pouting lower lip of hers, causing her to turn over towards me and move her hands to clutch the hair on the back of my head. I smiled into her lips, her eagerness becoming contagious. This night was exactly what we needed and I made a mental note to thank the other girls for setting this up for us. Hearing Bella yell in utter pleasure made my whole body burn.

I was pleased that Bella was becoming more outgoing and comfortable with her sexuality, but if she ever knew what power she had over me….I would be in serious trouble.

So I finally got something down…I know it's been forever. Just FYI, I stay up super late after work to get as much written as possible before I fall asleep. I am seriously trying my best to stay motivated with this story because there is some cool drama coming up, but it's getting hard. I will finish this story no matter what, but just please be patient and give me encouragement and I will update ASAP I promise!