Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any characters. I'd like some undies with Edward's face on them, however.

Summary: AH/OOC/EPOV: Edward struggles to determine whether or not he should tell his best friend, Bella, that he's in love with her before they graduate, or whether he should just give up on her altogether. However, she has a plan that'll make things very difficult for Edward.

Previously: When they return from Seattle, Alice tells Edward that Bella and James are going on a date.

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CLIMAX

"Him and Bella are going on a date," Alice says and I just look at her in shock. "At first she thought he was just being sleazy, but he's been talking to her about all this deep and meaningful stuff. Him and Victoria have apparently broken up and he's talking through his 'issues' with Bella. You better watch out for Victoria as well – she's always had a thing for you, Edward."

"I don't care about fucking Victoria," I growl. "Stupid fucking James. All he wants to do is get in her pants! I swear to God..."

"Edward!" Alice snaps, trying to bring me out of my rage. "I think Bella's in love with you too and somehow I think all of this revolves around you. Even everything with Jacob, I think that you may have played a part in why she broke up with him. Also, stop cursing"

"That's ridiculous. What did I ever do to him? I hate the guy but I never said anything to him."

"No, Edward," Alice sighs. "You aren't listening. I think she broke up with him because he wasn't you. She's constantly comparing guys to you and I think with James, she wants to believe that underneath it all, he's a good person."

"How on earth can she compare James to me?"

"Well, think about it. James has a bad reputation and so do you because you are a whore, but Bella knows what you're really like underneath all that so she's probably got something going on in her head which is willing her to take a chance on James. Of course, I assume he's taking advantage of that and playing up his good side all in attempt to get into her pants. He's completely transparent, but I can't say anything to Bella because I think she really wants to get over you."

"She doesn't love me, Al. She must just like James," I sigh. "Bella doesn't love me, I have to convince her to. Besides, she would've told me something like that."

"Are you serious?" Alice growls. "She would've told you? Why? Because you're best friends? Well Edward, you're in love with her and you haven't told her! Why don't you just tell her?"

"Because i'm scared!" I growl. "I'm scared because I don't want to risk our friendship and I'm scared because I don't even know how to be in a relationship. I've never bothered with them before and what if I screw up?"

"You have all of college to work on that," Alice reminds me.

"Alice, I'm not going to Dartmouth. I can't be around her if I can't be with her."

"Well tell her, brother!" Alice exclaims. "Fuck you're such a pussy sometimes. I get that you're scared and all that but you love her. It's not like you just want to sleep her, you actually love her!"

"Why do you care?" I growl.

"Because i'm worried about you. All this sleeping around and no relationships is bound to fuck you up. So grow some balls and tell her how you feel, then you can go off to Dartmouth with her and have your happily ever fucking after!" Alice screams, then she turns on her heals and storms towards my bedroom door, walking through it and then slams it loudly behind her.

Fuck her.

It's 10pm and we've got school tomorrow, but I need to talk to Bella. Now. I consider trying her cell, but that's too impersonal. So I decide what to do.

I'll climb the tree outside her window.

I throw on a coat and some shoes, then race out to the Volvo and speed all the way over to Bella's before parking down from her house incase Charlie wakes up and looks out the window, wondering why my car is near his house. I think he's always assumed I'm corrupting his daughter and that wouldn't help the situation. So I pull over and then walk down the street and creep across Bella's front lawn.

I haven't done this in a while, mainly because the Quileute fucker and his gang may or may not have bashed me. That's a risk I wasn't willing to take, thank fuck he's out of the picture. Don't get me wrong, I can hold my own, but he doesn't fight fair. I'm surprised he didn't try to convince Bella to have a gang bang with his reservation boyfriends. Or maybe that's why they broke up...

I carefully hoist myself up the tree, then stumble across a thick branch which runs almost the whole way to Bella's window. Her lamp is on and is offering me a small amount of light, so I lean forward and wrap carefully on her window. She looks up from her tattered book towards the window, gasps, then giggles when she realises it's only me. I wonder who else she was expecting it to be.

"Edward! What on earth are you doing here?" Bella laughs as she opens the window and takes my arm, helping me in to her room.

"I needed to see you," I say as I climb through the window.

"Oh," Bella says quietly, then "Oh! Oh!" Then she erupts in giggles and walks back over to her bed. "I forgot. You're probably really antsy right now!"

"No, Bella-" I begin, but before I can continue, Bella has moved back over to me and pulled me by my collar over to her bed.

"Don't worry," she whispers in my ear, then softly nips on it. "I need this just as much as you do." Then she's kissing me and it feels like fire and it's amazing and I can't pull away. I don't want to pull away. I just want to devour Bella whole because she tastes so amazing. And she smells amazing. Then she pulls us both over towards the bed and I rest on my elbows and climb over on top of her. My brain is going into overdrive and I forget why I came here in the first place. My whole world right now is just this kiss and Bella.

Still continuing the kiss, Bella and I manage to throw my coat off, then Bella works at the buttons on my shirt. I let her pull it off, then she pulls away to lift her shirt off her head and FUCK ME. She's not wearing a bra. I pull away to admire her breats , but Bella obviously takes it the wrong way because she reaches to cover them up.

"No, they're beautiful," I sigh. "Don't cover them, baby."

They are the most beautiful tits i've ever seen. Soft and exactly the right size for me to cup. Without thinking, I lean forward and do exactly that. I can feel Bella's heart accelerate and I look up at her to make sure she's okay. I run my thumb across her hard nipples and she breathes out loudly in response. Her boobs are better than anyone else's. Without a doubt.

I admire them for several minutes, then Bella grows frustrated and leans towards me, then furiously kisses me. Our naked chests are pressed together and I can feel her hardened nipples and just how much she wants this. How much we both want this and need this.

"Edward," Bella moans against my mouth. She pulls away so she can gain access to my neck, where she kisses me feverishly. I rope my hands in her hair then Bella reaches down for my pants. That's when I realise we need to set our boundaries. We can't have sex. It isn't planned and it's not romantic and I don't have a condom and Charlie is sleeping down the hall.

"Bella," I call and she moves her face back up to be in level with mine. "We can't do this now."

"Edward!" She groans. "I need you to touch me, or anything! I just need something. We don't have to go all the way, I just need something!" She moans, then she says "please, please, please," and that's when I know that she's won.

"Okay," I murmer against her lips. She runs her hands up and down my chest, while I reach down to her sweat pants. She lifts her hips so I can lower them down her legs, revealing none other than white cotton panties. I laugh at the sight, remembering how she murmered "cotton panties" in her sleep. When I look up at Bella, she's blushing furiously and has her arms crossed against her chest again.

"Bella," I chuckle. "In your sleep last night you said you wanted cotton panties!"

"Oh, god," she groans, then she frees her boobs and knots her hands in my hair while I go back to her legs. I kiss up and down her thighs and I can smell her arousal as I get closer to that magical apex between her legs. "Please Edward," she whimpers.

I run my nose along her still clothed clit, then I gently press a finger into her, through her panties and she arches her back and moans quietly in response. Even through the underwear, I can tell how wet and ready she is. So I slide the panties down her creamy thighs, and scrunch them up and shove them in the pocket of my jeans. Then I lean forward and gently stroke my tongue up her glistening folds.

"Fuck," she moans and I have to remind her to be quiet because Charlie's just down the hall. Bella bites down on her lip so I return to her folds and once again lick up them. I reach my hand out and rub my thumb against her clit, which earns an eager response from Bella, who thrusts her hips up and in my face. I continue to lick her folds while Bella writhes underneath me and I work my fingers on her bundle of nerves.

"Edward" she whimpers quietly as she arches up once again. "So...uh....good."

She's right. It is good. Because she tastes amazing. Sweet and amazing and Bella.

"Ed...uh....ohhh...i'm comm....eeh," she gasps out incoherently, whilst thrashing around on the bed. I hold her down by her thighs and then she comes hard and I lick up all her juices while she continues to shake underneath my tongue.

"My god," Bella murmers when I move back up and lay beside her. "Wow. I came."

"I told you I could make you come," I whisper, then I wrap my arms around her.

"Thank you," she whispers, then takes hold of my hand. "I feel as though I should repay you."

"Bella, that's really not why I came here," I admit and she turns to face me, looking confused and sad and hopeful all at the same time if that's even possible.

"Then why are you here?" She asks.

"I wanted to talk to you."

"About?" Bella prompts.

"James," I say quietly, then fear her wrath.

"What about him?" She growls.

"I hear you and him are going on a date," I say nonchalantly in an attempt to keep Bella calm.

"What's it to you?"

"I just don't trust him."

"Well it's really none of your business. I'd say that I wouldn't intrude on your dating but then again, you don't date girls. You just use them," she spits, her voice rising. I'm sure Charlie's going to wake up because the angrier she gets, the louder she'll get.

"What the hell?" I retort, mainly because I don't know what to say

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"What is it, Edward? You don't want James to taint me or something?"

"Bella, I don't know what you want me to say," I say frantically.

"Tell me why I shouldn't date him."

"Because he just wants to get in your fucking pants?" I say, because that's really the most obvious answer to me. That and he's just a general fuckwad.

"Oh well funny you say that. He told me the same thing about you," she growls at me.

"And you believe that fucker over your best friend?"

"I didn't at first, but now, truthfully, I don't know what to believe anymore. I don't even understand who we are in relation to eachother anymore. You don't make any sense. You go and sleep with fucking Tanya or Jess or whichever slut you're currently in to, then you come to my bed and cuddle me and you're like this different person with me. Or is that all part of your ploy to get into my pants?"

"I don't need a ploy, you're the one who bloody wants to sleep with me!" I retort because right now she's just being a bitch.

"Oh right! I'm just your undesirable best friend," she spits.

"What else are you supposed to be? And when have I ever said you're undesirable? You aren't. But what you are is a bitch. You're the one who needs to sort your shit out."

"Fine," she says quietly. "Just leave me alone, please." She turns away from me and I can hear her I want to comfort her, but this whole fucked up thing is just going to keep going around in circles until I tell her i'm in love with her and then she gets rid of me.

"Bella, don't cry," I say softly, then reach out and lay my hand on her bare shoulder. "I'm sorry, okay? It's all confusing."

"But why is it confusing?" She cries.

"Because....Because..." I love you. Come on Edward, just say those three words. Just three little words.

"I just....I don't know," I reply. Wrong three words. Words are never right.

"I think..." Bella sniffles. "I think maybe we need to spend some time apart. Everything is just too confusing now and I just want to go back to normal. Let's just..I don't know. How about we just give eachother some space until Prom?"

Because i'm an idiot, I say; "Yeah. I think that's a good idea."

These next three weeks are going to be agonizing.

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A/N: Haha. Well finally, a lemon. And angst. I hope I conveyed the angst okay.