"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!" I jumped up and down and pulled on Edwards hand with as much enthusiasm as a five year old kid.

"Did they never teach you patience?" he said as I shoved him into the car.

"Tell me does it look like I know the meaning of patience?" I crossed my arms and tapped my foot impatiently as if to prove my point.

"No I suppose not" he sighed. He gave me a dubious look. "Are sure you want to do this?"

"Are you nervous?" I taunted.

He shook his head and turned on the car with a smile that said 'we are screwed' "you're crazy" he stated.

I took in a breath of pride and looked out the window as we left Malibu state park. I snapped a picture at the place. I gave another content sigh and turned to look at Edward.

He turned his sunglass covered eyes at me and smiled, showing off his pearly whites. Quickly I snapped a picture at his face. He let out a small chuckle and looked back at the road.

"Mr. Cullen" I cooed. "Don't you look positively dashing in this picture" I said inspecting the picture.

"Dashing? Is that all you can say?" he teased.

"Does mouthwatering fit?"

"That's much better" he nodded in approval.

"You conceited bastard" I said shaking my head.

"That doesn't make sense. I have parents you know"

"Not this week you don't so you qualify as a bastard"

"Okay you win this one."

"This one and the resT" I amended/

"Whatever helps you sleep at night"

"You help me sleep at night" I said sweetly, maybe too sweetly. But it was alright because he smiled and took my hand and kissed it.

"So do you want to take a plane or do you want to drive for six hours?" he asked.

"Hmm" I looked thoughtfully and tapped my chin, "drive, besides all the real fun starts at night" I cocked an eyebrow at him.

He pursed his lips momentarily but then turned into a smile.

"I suppose your right" he finally agreed.

his nevousness made me laugh internally.

I dug through my bag and pulled out my iPod. The poor thing had gone through so much in the past two years it was a miracle it was still alive. Quickly pulling out a cable i plugged it into the car's stereo.

"Wait, I get to choose the song" he argued.

"Ladies first" I sang.

"The lady got to choose yesterday"

"You can't put a schedule on when a lady is going to be first"

"But you're not being fair"

"Fine how about I only put songs that we both like?"

He thought about it. I noticed his hand was already extended as if to take the iPod away from me. I pulled the ipod farther away from him. He noticed the motion and turned to look at me. I bared my teeth at him and did a low hiss. He laughed and put his hand back on the steering wheel.

"Alright my little feline" he playfully ruffled my hair.

I smiled and leaned over to kiss his cheek. "Thank you" I said.

"No you're repaying me when I stop this car"

"No problem"

content with my victory I looked through the playlist.

"What's on your mind?" He asked.

"The king is on my mind." I looked away from the screen and at him. "That alright with you?"

"Yeah I can tolerate the king"

"Awesome" I clicked on the song and soon enough the song viva Las Vegas rang throughout the car.

"Really April?"

"Really Edward" I said with a sneer.

"Fine" he said shaking his head in defeat. For three minutes all that was heard was the king and Edward and I singing along with him.

About an hour later we both became hungry. Edward stopped the car in front of ihop. I was about to climb out of the car but he leaned over and grabbed the handle to stop me from opening the door.

Puzzled I turned back to him and gave him a questioning look. He had a mischievous smile on his perfectly well structured features.

"What?" I asked.

"I said you would be paying me back didn't I?"

Immediately I knew what he was talking about.

"Okay" I nodded telling him to continue.

"Go to the back of the car"

I furrowed my eyebrows, not understanding him.

"Just do it" he rolled his eyes at me.

I climbed to the back. All the windows were tinted black so that you couldn't see anything. In a moment Edward had climbed to the back too.

"Edward what-?"

His lips blocked the rest of my words. At first I followed him then I pulled back.

"Why on the back?" I asked a bit breathless.

"Because I can't get into a comfortable position at the front." As if to prove his point he embraced me and pushed me back on the seat and continued kissing me. I smiled against his lips. He reminded me that he was still a teenage boy, and I was still a teenage girl. These feelings were natural at this age.

I moaned when he unintentionally grinded his hips against me. My eyes opened and a blushed at the way I had reacted to his actions. He let out a muffled laugh.

"Ok" I pulled away breathing heavily. "Aren't you hungry?"

I know I wasn't…not for food at least….

damn I really am a hormonal teenager.

"Yeah come on" he pulled me up. Just as he did I decided he could wait a bit for his food. I sat up and tackled him he fell backwards onto the seat with me on top. Not wasting time I pressed my lips to his and buried my fingers in his the heat of the moment I tried to get more comfortable so I shifted my position. to say i was surprised when i felt a bulk at my stomach would be an understatement.

"Shit!" I gasped and fell backwards.

I had never gone redder in my life. It wasn't only my face; it was my whole body that seemed to go red. Edward lay there, covering his face, at least it was mututal because edwards neck was red. All I could hear was the angry beating of my heart and both my mines and Edwards heavy breaths.

What just happened? I mean I had learned all about this in seventh grade, and it was hard not to learn about it when you're in school. I was just shocked at what had happened. I had never seen it coming. I was most definitely over reacting but I can't be blamed. For heaven's sake this guy is my first crush! I'm way behind society.

At the moment however the silence was killing me. I quickly thought of something to say.

"You still hungry?"

Wrong question. I went red all over again when I saw the double meaning. I turned my eyes to him. His eyes were still covered by his hand but the corners of his mouth turned up.

Unexpected laughter overthrew me and Edward joined in shortly.

"I'm serious" I said through my laughter.

"Okay" he said in between laughs. "I'm sorry" I knew he wasn't apologizing for what I said.

"It wasn't you fault" I said.

"You're right it was your fault"

"How was it my fault?"

"You're irresistible" he said as if this was the weather we were talking about. I rolled my eyes.

"Come on" I began to get up.

"Uhm I'll be here for a bit" he said uncomfortably.

"Why?"

"Uhm" he sifted uncomfortably and I saw what he meant.

"Oh…uhm…right, yeah…so, yeah I'll see you…uhm over there"

"Kay" he waved at me. I got out and walked toward the restaurant.

Five minutes later he came into the restaurant and sat across from me.

"Better?" I asked.

He shrugged. "Yeah I suppose"

Something was off in his voice. But I was better off not knowing. For the meantime we didn't dare touch that subject. Instead we began to talk about other things. But my mind kept going back to very unwanted thoughts.

"Bout time we got here" I said stepping out of the car and stretching.

"Well you're the one that felt the urge to drive here."

"Yeaaaahhhh" I said thoughtfully.

"Come on" he laughed and took out our bags. I took mines from him and began walking ahead of him before he could argue.

Soon we checked into the hotel, as it had now become routine we went up to our room and just threw our bags and rested on the bed for some time. We didn't even bother with getting a room with two beds this time.

"Are we really going to do this?" he asked after a while. Yeah I knew it was risky, if we got caught we could go to jail. As much as I would like to experience going to jail I didn't wish to spend the rest of my days in jail where there so many other things that we could be doing.

But I really wanted to do this; I wouldn't have a chance like this again. Yeah I think it's worth the risk.

"Yeah" I finally decided. He gave me a long look before finally nodding to himself.

"Fine, remember I'm doing this for you" he warned.

I laughed and leaned in to kiss his cheek. "Thank you" I murmured. "Now go and get dressed, I'm not planning on sleeping tonight."

he turned his face and kissed my lips instead.

"you sure you can take it?" he whispered. Then he just left me there and headed to the bathroom. Groaning I pulled out my notebook.

Well let's see how tired I get by the end of this night.

I have to admit I had never been particularly interested in visiting Vegas. Gambling just wasn't my thing. So then why did I choose to come here?

That was obvious, to drink of course. Who wouldn't want to get drunk in Vegas? Answer me that.

So I was taking advantage of the fact that both Edward and I happened to have fake I.D's. well technically they weren't that fake. If they were to check for my information it would actually show up. Xavier's older brother happened to work with all of that I.D making business. And we paid him to get us some I.D's they were real but it just didn't have our real age in it. The same case applied to Edward. So it was pretty much safe to use them.

Gambling wasn't my thing. But apparently it was Edwards's thing. I had fun watching him play I just sat back and watch who would have thought edward was so good at this. Is there anything this boy cant do?

We had gotten in to the casino with no trouble. and they were right this was like an adult playground, that definitly wasnt my thing. I knew this place wouldn't even be close to being fun if Edward hadn't been here with me.

"Yes!" he said as he victoriously slammed his cards on the table, revealing him the winner of this round. I laughed as people groaned.

"Well Mr. Cullen, who would have known you were such a good gambler" I said as we walked out of the casino two hours later. We weren't alone; Edward had won some good amount of money.

"You know Mr. Cullen I'm awfully thirsty" I said suggestively. Edward raised his eyebrows at me.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked.

"You worry too much." I rolled my eyes at him. "I'm pretty calm when it comes to drinking" I assured him. Truth is I had never really gotten drunk, drunk. It was just to the point where I was beginning to feel dizzy, that was my limit.

"Okay" he agreed. I smiled.

And now begins the fun.

Third person pov

April lost count on the tequila shots she had, had after the tenth one. Apparently what she had said to Edward hadn't been all that true. she screamed and danced with random people. Her words slurred slightly and she was a bit dizzy. At one point she had actually broken up a couple that was dancing ans tried to kiss the guy. Edward, though drunken, had quickly pulled her away from the guy. His girlfriend looked like she wanted to tear apart april.

it really didnt bother her that she almost got into a bitch fight with that girl. Or maybe she had already forgotten. After sitting for a while she finally got tired of watching the fun and not joining in. So she got up and pulled edward with her to the dance floor. Edward himself wasn't exactly sober; he joined in fast and began to dance with her in ways he never thought he would dance with a lady like April. Though at this point she was far from being a lady. The two were too far gone however to take notice of their actions. April looked up and screamed with glee. Edward laughed at the girl before him. After a couple more songs he pulled her back towards the bar. At the rate they were both drinking they would soon spend all the money Edward had won. That didn't bother him however so long as they were both having a good time money didn't matter.

"I need to go to the bathroom!" April shouted into the boy's ear. He gave a dazed and goofy smile and nodded at her. She returned the smile and then half danced and half walked her way over to the bathroom. Edward had to laugh at that. She was incredible in so many ways. He knew this wasn't a simple crush. However he couldn't believe that what he felt was love. Having never experienced the wild rollercoaster that was love he couldn't pinpoint what his feelings towards her were. But they ran much more deep than a simple crush.

In these past days he hadn't really thought about his family. Truth was that April had kept him too occupied to think about them. April made him forget all the worries, she was his opposite. It was Wednesday and in two days it would be a week since he met her. These would most likely be the most important days of his life.

Living with a doctor for a father, he knew better than to think that she only had exactly one week to live. No one could be sure, though her condition was very bad, she could live for another month for all he knew.

Or she could pull through with this sickness.

The day Edward learned about April's illness he promised himself not to expect her to live for too long. Having hope could be the most dangerous thing to do at this moment. But it was resulting nearly impossible to not have hope for her. Having hope would only hurt him deeper the day that she left his life.

Of course he wasn't going to let her go so easily. He had a feeling, somewhere deep inside him that told him that by the end of this week they would both go back home and she would be well. And he intended on having his father, Carlisle, take a look at her and do everything in his power to help her.

Edward would do anything to save her life. He would even literally die for her. If ever there was a need for a heart transplant that is. There was no doubt in him the if it got to that point he would give her his heart.

"Why you crying!" April shouted in his ear effectively making him jump and spill tequila all over his shirt. She didn't seem to notice; instead she concentrated on his face, waiting for an answer.

Edward realized he had been crying, but he was too drunk to be able to bring himself to care.

"You're going to leave" he slurred.

She was too drunk to understand his words. "Yeah I am" she said "to the dance floor!" she took his hand and pulled him towards the dancing crowd. He didn't argue anything to keep his mind away from the depressing thoughts.

Without thinking she grinded her hips against him. They were both shocked at what they felt but masked it well and continued dancing. As far as April was aware of this was the most fun she had had in her life and she would not just throw it away. She continued dancing in ways that she didn't even know she could dance. And Edward followed her every move with one of his own. Though they were both drunk they were a well choreographed pair. April sang along with quite a handful of songs as she danced.

Naturally after some more songs they went to sit down and rest and further intoxicate themselves with alcohol.

"Are you having fun?!" she screamed.

"Yeah!" he shouted back. "How's the heart?"

She raised an uncoordinated hand and set it on her chest. Her expression indicated that now she was only half aware of what she was doing. And Edward wasn't in any better state.

"Wild" she slurred. then she drained her drink and ran off to the dance floor. she was v ery unable to stay still.

Edward didnt follow her, he wanted to rest for a bit so he settled to looking at April happily dancing. Drunken happiness was expressed in her face.

A man seemed to appear out of the blue in front of April. She didn't even wait for him to ask. She just wrapped her arms around him and began dancing. Drunk or not Edward felt the jealousy. He knew it, he was familiar with it and he did not like the feeling one bit. His body stiffened and he put down his drink.

Just what did she think she was doing? Thought Edward as he saw her dance with the man the same way she had danced with him. His veins seemed to be on fire from jealousy and any moment he would snap and go over there. He would have done so already if he hadn't seen how at ease April was. The last thing he wanted was to give her a bad time. But damn it, this was harder than he thought.

The man crossed the line when his hands traveled to her rear end. And went back and crossed the line again when he squeezed. Edward shot from his seat, knocking back the chair in the process, and half fast walked and half stumbled to april and that man. With the alcohol to fuel him he turned the man around and punched him square in the jaw. The force of the punch made the man stumble backwards. Up close Edward could see the man better. Tall and black haired, the man looked disoriented as he tried to figure out what had just happened. He was just as intoxicated with alcohol as Edward was, maybe even more.

"what's your problem!" the man shouited angrily. he didn look that much older than edward.

"Don't touch her" Edward said as menacingly as he could, given the fact that his words slurred.

The nearby people looked at what had just happened. The music still played loudly.

April pulled on Edwards hand, he turned around still angry to see a drunken smile on her face. She looked at the man and waved.

"He's gonna come back for you!" she screamed into Edwards ear as he pulled her away. He forced her to sit down on a stool, she just laughed.

"What's so funny?" he said angrily.

"You're jealous!" she screamed and laughed hysterically.

"Maybe I am" he responded.

"Why?" she slurred. "You're not my boyfriend, just my make out buddy"

It didn't matter that April was different from other girls. Every girl liked it when a guy asked them to be their girl.

"So what? You want me to ask you to be my girl?" he asked smiling.

She grinned like a Cheshire cat and nodded. He laughed.

"Okay" he said.

April became confused when he got on one knee. Maybe she was already imagining things.

"You don't have to get on you'r-" Edward cut her off with his hand. He was too drunk to be delicate and put a finger to her lips.

"I've got something better" he said. He took her hand into his and began to talk, or slur. "April summers, I don't want to waste any time, will you marry me on this glorious night and spend the rest of our lives together?"

Maybe the proposal wasn't most girls dream, but it still counted as a proposal.

Edward had no doubt about what he had just said and asked. But he was drunk after all wasn't he?

"YES!" she screamed. As he stood up she threw her arms around his neck and jumped up and down.

"YES! YES! YES!" she screamed over and over again.

She was sure of her decision; there was nothing that she wanted more than this. But she was drunk after all wasn't she?

Edward Cullen and April summers stumbled into the wedding chapel.

The minister looked up at the pair that struggled to walk up to him. He had seen this same picture only once before, but the couple had backtracked just in time, in her drunken state the woman had admitted to sleeping with the man's brother. Needless to say things did not end well that night.

The minister very much hoped he would not have another incident like that.

When the pair finally made it to the altar the man spoke.

"We want to get married" he said trying his hardest to say it clearly, he wasn't doing a good job at it.

"Are you sure?" the minister said seriously. "Marriage is a sacred act"

"We're in love!" April said, almost howled.

Edward giggled. "Yes were sure."

Edward and April Cullen were married January 25, 2010.

surprise surprise.

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