AN: August 4th prompt. I decided to go with geekward. I think I might write another one using vampward. Pleaes remember its unbeta'd. Enjoy.


Penname: ericastwilight

Original or Derivative (fanfiction): fanfiction

Rating/Warning(s)/Note(s): M for language and violence

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Prompt: Dialogue Flex: "Let me hold that," he begged.


Edward Cullen couldn't believe his luck as he walked the halls of Forks High School. He feared that she'd come to her senses and completely ignore him today. He'd understand. He was a social leper, and Isabella Swan was untouchable by anyone outside of her circle.

He pushed his glasses up his nose, noticing a smudge on the lens. Cringing, he quickly swept them off his face and tried to clean it off. He'd dropped his glasses earlier and picked them up with his hand that had been on him there just moments before. The last thing he wanted was for Isabella to see him wiping off his jizz from his glasses.

Bella he reminded himself. She asked him to call her Bella, preferring the shortened name. It still meant the same thing—beautiful. And Bella was the epitome of beauty to Edward and ninety-nine percent of male population of Forks. He knew it was foolish to think they'd be anything more than friends.

Bella Swan had moved to Forks less than four months ago. She was so sweet and smart, and never joined the jocks when they made fun of him. In fact, when she was around she'd tell them off. Unfortunately, the jockstrappers went out of their way to harass him when she wasn't around.

Who knew they were smart enough to do that.

Bella didn't date within her circle that much everyone knew. She'd go on group dates but never an individual one. Therefore, it surprised Edward that she'd asked if he wanted to go with her to the planetarium in Seattle. There was underlying feeling that she might be playing him or just using him since he had a car.

Bella had managed to infiltrate the inner circle because of her looks and playing sports, not by what her daddy made. Her father was the new Chief of Police, so money wasn't something they had. Edward on the other hand, had money because his parents were surgeons. However, he was a nerd.

Plain and simple, he was a huge geek. He had just gotten control of his acne and his braces had come off just the other day. He looked different but the geek stereotype had permanently labeled him.

He had his own set of friends, and most of them he was sure wouldn't turn their back on him because of the bottom line of his bank account. So, he didn't care about what they thought of him.

He noticed Jessica Stanley was looking at him strangely, as if she hadn't ever seen him before. She had though. Last month she had Mike steal his clothes during PE just because he had won the debate in class. Luckily, for Edward, his friend Ben knew what happened and saved Edward from humiliation of having to expose himself.

Putting his glasses back on, he set out to find Bella. She had asked him to meet her by her locker.

That's when he saw her. His mind went numb and the only thought in it was wow. She had her hair up, which she didn't do often, exposing her slender neck. She was removing her jacket, when she stopped suddenly and turned toward him. Her smile was instant and wide, perfect white teeth, surrounded by soft pink lips.

Placing her jacket in the locker, she gave him a small wave. Still in a Bella induced haze, Edward slowly made his way to her, taking the chance to look at her fully. She was in slim jeans that hugged her tight little butt, a long sleeved blue blouse and boots that wrapped around her calves perfectly.

"Hello," he said softly. Not sure if he should be talking to her in front of everyone. He noticed a few people watching, but he thought he might just be paranoid.

"Edward," she said a breathy whisper that had Edward trying to control his adolescent body. "Did you finish your report last night?"

Edward smiled and nodded. "Yes, thanks to you." They had talked for well over an hour about the class assignment. He was so surprised she called him that he fell right off his bed.

"Good," she replied. "I told you it helps to discuss in depth with someone that knows the material."

Edward's heart sank. "Is that why you're talking to me?" he blurted out.

Bella's shoulders tensed and then slumped. She turned to Edward, her eyes wide and warm. "That's not the only reason, Edward."

"I don't understand what you want from me."

"That's what I was hoping to find out," she said curtly. "But I see you've already judged me like all the rest."

She slammed her locker closed, her eyes still on Edward's face. "I haven't given you any reason to think that I'm like them. I never treated you differently than I treat others, until last week after lab."

She turned on her heels and left Edward to stand alone. Fuck, he was so stupid.

"Wait, Bella," he said, catching her by the arm. "I'm sorry, it's just…wait. Why did you start treating me differently?"

"I—um—" she stuttered and blushed. Edward blown away by the color on her cheeks, he wasn't even aware of his hand touching the area softly. He heard Bella's breath catch, he quickly snatched his hand back. She whispered something he couldn't hear. He leaned closer, asking her to repeat herself. He felt the heat of her breath against his neck as he bent to listen.

"I dreamt of you," she whispered so lowly, unsure if he heard correctly.

Edward stood back to breathe and to look at her. She was being honest, he could see it in her eyes as she looked up to meet his. He always dreamt of her. He smiled, happy when she did the same.

"May I walk you to class?" he asked.

She nodded and adjusted her backpack over her shoulder. Edward knew her first three classes were across campus, which meant she was carrying three larges books. That was why she kept shifting her bag from shoulder to shoulder.

"Let me get your bag for you," he said as he tried to grab the strap, but instead grazed the side of her breast. They both gasped. She shook her head, stepping away.

"It's fine. I have it."

"Let me hold that," he begged.

She sighed and pulled him into an empty classroom, closing the door behind her. "Edward," she said firmly. "I don't want you to think I'm only using you as my mule to carry stuff around."

He deserved that, of course she'd think she had to do that.

"I won't," he said as he took a step closer. Bella stepped backward until her body hit the door. This was very similar to one of Edward's dreams. She gasped his name as he leaned a little closer.

"You smell really good," she whispered, looking up at him. She was so much smaller than him and he liked the feminine feel of her stature. He could easier tuck her against his chest. He pictured himself bending to kiss her and to deepen is he'd lift her off her feet by cradling her peachy little ass.

"So do you," he said, lowering his mouth closer to her ear. "Like warmth and chocolate."

She placed her hand on his chest, he was sure he could feel the staccato of his heart. Channeling the Edward from his dreams, he brushed his lips against her ear.

"What did you dream about, Bella?"

"You," she gasped.

"What was I doing, love?"

"We were in the lab," she said breathlessly. "Only us."

"Tell me please."

"It was the day we worked together, only instead of you pulling away from my touch—" she stopped as his lips brushed just under her ear. She smelled so good, felt so good. Edward remembered that day clearly. Her lab partner, Angela was out sick so Mr. Banner had them working together. That first touch was arousing, shocking and embarrassing. Her touch ignited his blood and hardened his entire body.

"Go on," he murmured against her neck, dropping his bag beside him. He slipped one hand under the strap on her shoulder. Slowly he dragged it down and felt her bag fall behind her. Once he got rid of it, he slid hand over her arm, this time feeling a little shiver run through her.

"You kept touching me," she replied.

He smiled against her neck, her hands suddenly were on his back. While his decided to seek more of her warmth. Touching tentatively, he reveled in the silkiness of her skin. It felt like warm satin that smelled of cherries and vanilla.

"I wanted to," he said softly. He was thankful that he'd been able to channel his inner Cassafuckingnova.

She moaned softly, pulling his mouth to hers. Edward groaned, bending down further to take her mouth fully. Her lips were softer than he'd originally thought, add the warmth and taste they were exquisite and so freaking perfect to him.

He never wanted it to end. It couldn't get any better he thought. He was so wrong. The moment his hands gripped her hips, she gasped, her lips parting enticingly. One second the tip of his tongue was licking her bottom lip, the next it was inside her mouth. The mutual sounds of pleasure had his control slipping.

When the school bell rang, it had them jumping apart immediately. Their breaths were harsh, their wet lips parted and rumpled hair had them laughing. "This is one time I would not want to be saved by the bell," Edward said. Bella agreed whole-heartily.

"Meet me for lunch?" Bella asked shyly. Edward's smile widened so much that he felt it'd become permanent. He only nodded, still desperately trying to get control of his hormonal body.

"We don't want to be late," she said as she bent to grab their bags.

"Um, I th—think I'm going to head to the bathroom first," he said, blushing. Bella looked up at him in confusion, it wasn't like Edward to skip class or be late.

Edward could see the confusion in her eyes and he internally groaned. "I don't want to embarrass myself in class," he murmured. Bella saw him trying to pull his hoodie down and then she realized why.

"Oh," she gasped. "I—um—I'll see you in class," she said with a giggle. Edward groaned, worried that she'd run away and never want to see his perverted ass again.

Bella saw Edward's smile fall and thought it would be best to be honest with him. She leaned up to kiss his lips softly. "I like knowing I affect you."

Edward breath caught, her words not only heard but also felt them against his lips. Taking her face in his hands, he kissed her urgently. "You are so not helping the situation."

She only grinned and reminded him about lunch. Edward watched her walk into the hallway still filled with rushing students. He realized at that moment that Bella Swan had given him his first kiss. And they had lunch plans for later, which he hoped would mean more time for talking—alone. They even had plans that night. They were heading out to Seattle for a night under the stars. He hoped they'd kiss under the meteor shower later that evening.

Only thing is, life doesn't always go as planned.