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Chapter 13

Jacob calling…

I looked away from the phone to see Edward's expression. His eyebrows were raised and his jaw was clenched. I didn't move. He sighed.

'Pick it up, Bella."

I nodded and accepted the call. "he-" I had a frog in my throat and coughed. I tried again, "hello?"

"Bells, baby. Where are you?"

"I'm going to take a wild guess and say that I'm a long way away from you."

"Well… are you coming home anytime soon?"

"And why would I do that?"

I felt Edward's muscles tense.

"I believe you promised me a few things." Edward's fingers pinched the bridge of his nose. He could hear Jacob's loud voice clearly over the phone. I cringed.

"Did I?" Edward didn't seem to like my response too much though. He made a movement to get off the bed. I grabbed his arm and tugged him back. He sighed but stayed still, looking at my face closely. "I'm not coming home for a long time, Jake."

I let my fingers run over his nipples, and followed the line of his muscles. He shivered.

Jacob cursed under his breath. I wasn't sure if he intended for me to hear it or not. "Ring me when you do, Bells." The phone was silent for a few moments then. I didn't really know what to say. I'm sorry? Never come near me again? As much as I liked Jacob, I didn't really feel the need to apologize, or to tell him to stay away either. I was just… indifferent.

Especially with the hangover I had.

I refocused… I could hear him breathing on the other line. I opened my mouth to speak when Jake beat me to it. "I miss you, Bells." He said softly. Then he hung up.

Well… that was awkward. But not as awkward as when I put my phone down and turned towards Edward. I didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to say. We stayed silent. Eventually I gave up and collapsed my head, letting it rest on his stomach.

We sat there in silence for at least two minutes before he finally said something. "So… do you have naked pictures of all your friends on your phone, or just the lucky ones?"

I smiled sheepishly. "Why?" I tried to distract him. "Are you feeling lucky?" I shook my phone at him, teasing.

I pulled at the elastic of his boxers, pulling them as far as they would and let them go, watching them as they snapped back into place against his skin. He growled and pulled my chin up and bit my bottom lip-pulling on it. I moaned a little too loudly for my liking.

When he finally let my lip go, I grabbed my phone quickly in one hand, pulled at his elastic again, shoved my phone down and hit capture. He was a little shocked and a few creases in his brow appeared as he tried to work out what to do. I quickly scrolled through the images and set it as my display wallpaper. I shoved it under his nose, "Looks pretty lucky to me."

I kissed his bulge over the top of the silky material. I then stood up, ruffled his hair and made my way over to the window sill. I winked at him and slid myself over the sill, and made my way home.

I was already down the street from home when I realized that I had taken a bag last night with my key in it. I had left it at Edward's. Oh well… gives me an excuse to go back later. But for the time being that meant that I had to grope around in the garden for the spare key. It was supposedly meant to be hidden in some alfoil under a pot plant. There were about ten pot plants all lined up beside the door for some strange reason and I worked my way along them, all of them- coming up empty. I growled.

Not caring for any sleep that they might want I banged heavily on the door. It was only a few seconds I had to wait before Emmett came and opened up the door. He threw his arm over my shoulder and led me into the kitchen. There were three heads all banged against the tables, with four hot coffee cups beside them. They were all groaning and mumbling, rubbing their heads. Emmett on the other hand was grinning like normal and was sitting there with a box of cold pizza in front of him- left over's from the other night.

He pushed the nearly empty box towards me, I pushed it back. He smiled and pushed his coffee mug towards me; I smirked and took a few quick sips.

Jasper seemed to resurface then. 'Where did you end up staying last night, Bella? We all thought you were coming home."

He sounded a little worried about me. It was nice actually. "Sorry Jasper," and I really was sorry for once. Just as I was about to continue Alice cut me off, her head still flat against the table.

"Oh leave her alone, she was with Edw-" her eyes quickly flashed up to mine, wincing slightly.

Rosalie perked up then. "Did you sleep with Edward, Bella? Well… again?"

I defended myself quickly. "No, no. That's frowned upon or something. Edward just didn't know where to take me… and I wasn't really in a state that could provide directions. I slept in your bed, Ali."

She nodded her head excitedly. 'Oh, great! Great! "

"Oh, okay." Rosalie seemed to fall for it, at the very least.

Emmett on the other hand shook his head. "You can do better than that, Bella. C'mon, you're losing your touch…"

'Sorry Emmett, I'll hook up with a random or a teacher next time, okay?"

"Yeah, okay." And he knocked his fist against mine.

We were all seated around the table at the cafeteria the next day. Mike suddenly swooped into a seat beside and flung his arm over the back of my chair. Everyone's eyes darted around exchanging glances. But then shrugged it off.

A few minutes later, after some absolute pathetic attempts at a conversation with me, Mike's arm drew themselves around my shoulder and pulled me into him. "Honey…" he smiled excitedly as I addressed him like this. "If you don't remove your hand from me, the hand which is, might I say, very unsubtly reaching for my breast , then this will be removed." My hand tightened on his crotch and he squealed a little, but let go. I patted his shoulder, "See you soon, babe."

Today was Mr. Cullen's first lecture at Forks High. The only sad thing was that he wasn't sitting next to me to distract me from the boredom that is this class. But I did get to follow him with my eyes though.

I had sat down last and he turned around from the board and started talking about what I didn't know. I was too distracted. Distracted by his pants.

And before I could stop myself. Before I even registered I was speaking, I blurted out the words loudly, interrupting him. "Sir, your fly is open!"

AN: Sorry it took longer than I thought, guys. I haven't been able to get any time on the computer eh. As it is I'm posting at 2 am in the morning... now that's dedication for you...

Thanks heaps for the reviews guys! I'm hoping your not too angry about Jacob. I'm sorry. Really... forgive me?? Tell me what you thought...

Hehe... i had to include the fly is open bit. I said that to a new prac teacher at my school, he was horrified. It was the first school he had ever taught at, his first lesson haha. He went so red, turned around and zipped it up, acting like nothing had happened. But we all just lost it even more... Not to mention how much crap I got for noticing it straight away. Oops... So, bad things you've blurted out before? C'mon... i need some good stories. Please? I can't be the only person who doesn't think before she speaks...