SM owns. Unbeta'd.
We're still in the flashback... hold on tight...
I'm consumed with my need for her. I don't even have it in me to analyze anything.
This is spur of the moment shit and I'm all in.
I push her against the wall in the hallway and stare for a moment.
She's breathless, her eyes are wild, her chest heaving against mine. She wants this.
Bella wants this. Wants me.
I hold her head in my hands again and go for it.
Our open mouths meet and tongues dance. God, she tastes fucking amazing, he lips soft and sweet.
Her hands pull at my hair and I fucking love it. It causes me to grind myself against her and her responding moan into my mouth fucking wakes something in me.
I grab her ass and lift her, pushing into her as her legs wrap around me. I can't help it.
"Oh God," I hear her mewl.
My mouth settles in her neck. Fucking apples. It kills me. I suck and lick at her skin, working my way down to her chest and that gorgeous space in the center right before the swell of her tits start.
"Bella... shit." I feel everything everywhere.
I heckling whistle from a passing patron pulls me out of the daze I'm in momentarily and I freeze.
Bella stops too, her legs slowly settling on the ground once again. Her eyes are hooded, but she looks scared.
What am I doing?
I just dry-humped my best friend. I'm hard for my best friend.
I stumble back. Drunk as all hell.
"Bella, I'm... I'm...sorry, I..."
"Edward..."
I stumble again and push myself into the men's bathroom.
I look in the mirror. I'm flushed, breathing hard.
I splash water in my face, trying to sober up a bit to figure out what the hell do I do now...
When I walk out, Bella's not there anymore. Probably disgusted with the way I practically fucked her against the wall of a dirty bar.
"FUCK!" I need to talk to her. I need Bella. And just when I've made the decision to find her...
"Hey there, stranger."
That voice.
"Lauren? What the fuck are you doing here?"
She's standing at the doorway of the hallway, smirking. She walks slowly, eyebrow raised, before making me step back and meet the wall. She's right there.
"I'm sorry, baby. I came here as soon as I could. Forgive me? I was wrong. I don't want to fight, okay?"
And then she kisses me.
I had my tongue in Bella's mouth no more than ten minutes ago, and now, Lauren's here. Making out with me.
I'm so drunk.
She's my girlfriend. Fuck.
She's kissing me roughly, and in my drunken state I start to respond, when I hear a loud gasp.
I push Lauren away to look in the direction of the sound.
"Bella."
Fucking hell.
"Fuck you, Edward!" Bella shouts and runs.
After I tell Lauren to stay the hell away from me and Rose yells at me... I leave.
I throw up for the next hour. Alcohol and the look of pure anger and pain in Bella's face making me sick.
I surrender to the black, hoping this is all a huge nightmare.
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A/N: *wipes forehead.* Stay with me, folks... Reserve judgements until I pull you out of the shit storm. Remember, humans are flawed.
Maybe 1 more before bed... after Game of Thrones. ;)
