I hope you like this...

Thank all that is unholy, I do not own Twilight.

So sorry about not updating, ideas have been annoying me, I had writers block, I've been drawing and I got addicted to MemeCenter...

Anyway, butcher me all you like. But...

Enjoy!

Lara P.O.V

Edward pushed me down onto his sofa, kissing my lips softly, supporting himself above me. I knotted my hands in his hair, savouring the taste of him as his tongue searched my mouth.

I turned us over, so that I was on top, and I felt his chest rumble with a growl.

"Isn't the man supposed to lead?" He joked between kisses.

"Don't be a pig." I retorted, gasping for air before diving back for more.

A meer thirty seconds later, he pushed me back, eyes black.

"Lara-"

"I know." I sighed, sitting up.

"Uh..." He eyed my legs and hips, "You're kind of straddling me."

"I know." I said, making no attempt to move. In a flash, he moved me until we were both sat upright, facing eachother. "Alright freaking Prude-asaurous." I muttered.

"Don't be such a tease." He hummed. I flashed him a 500-Kilowatt grin. "Tell me more about your friends and family."

My smile faded as I thought about home.

"Well, my best friend, Leia, is like the richest kid in New York. She's Goth as a rebelian against her lawyer parents - they buy her affections with all kinds of fancy shit. We've been friends since my dad left, I guess. Melissa is my only friend from when I was part of a happy, normal family, back when I was a happy, normal kid. All my other friends left when I befriended Leia. Elijah is the kindest, cutest and most terrified boy you will ever meet. It took him five years to get the courage to ask out Leia when they were fourteen - they've been inseperable for almost three years."

"And your parents?" He asked.

I thought about lying.

The thought went straight through my head, just to say a little about my mum, act like it didn't bother me, and tell him about how awesome my dad is.

But I felt my careful walls crumble as I looked in his eyes, and I felt the burn of unshed tears as I tried my hardest to stop my lip from quivering.

"I haven't had proper parents since I was twelve." I said quietly. I didn't like telling people this shit - It make me seem like I was searching for attention, sympathy and made me feel like Bella Swan. But, I guess my background made me who I was - God, I really must be an awful person - so Edward did kind of deserve to know."When my dad left for England, he promised to come back for me one day, and that I could visit him all the time. So I did - until my mum banned all contact with him. She was a mess without him and got into the wrong crowds. First, it started with simple ciggarettes. I barely noticed - I was out too much to care. Then it was drugs, not the hard stuff, but enough to make her stupid. Then she got into buisness with a local gang - New Yorks Volturi, if you will - and she hasn't been the same since. We barely speak to each other, and never get along. But I know people with it worse than me, so, whatever."

"Why do I get the impression you haven't told anyone that for a while?"

"Thats because I haven't - Now lets move on, Sparkles, this subject puts me in a shitty mood." I grumbled, running a hand through 'my' hair.

"How about I make you feel better?" Edward said, pushing me on my back and climbing on top of me.

"Dude, deja vu." I muttered.

"So it seems," He smirked, before lowering his head. I raised to meet him, just as Emmett decided to call...

"Eddie - LarLar! It's Baseball time!"

"FOR FUCKSAKE!" I yelled. "YOU ARE SUCH A COCK BLOCK, EMMETT FREAKING CULLEN!"

And Jesus Christ, that dude could laugh...

I'm sorry about how short it is, ect...

Review? Even if I don't deserve it?

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