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I awoke the next morning on a couch I definitely didn't recognise as my own, wearing my Virginia State University hoodie I only vaguely remembered putting on for a few photos. It took me a few minutes before the night's events came back to me. Party. Alcohol. Ryan. More Alcohol. Passing out.

There was something else too. Definitely. But what?

Then it hit me. Bella.

Bella who was 17. This is was Virginia. The legal age of consent was 18. I was 21. I had just technically raped her. This was not good. Had she really been willing? I couldn't remember . . The way she was looking at me, her brown eyes, the sexy way she nervously bit her lip. I couldn't resist.

But now, I, Edward Cullen was a rapist.

I stumbled to my feet, desperate to find Jasper. I needed someone else's perspective on this. It might not seem like a big deal that I slept with someone who was under age, but it was to me. I couldn't risk losing my place in college. I needed this, I needed to make something of myself, prove everyone wrong. Sure, I partied and drank copious amounts of alcohol. But it was work hard, play hard. I passed every test and handed every assignment up on time.

If this got around I'd be kicked out for sure.

No one would mean for it to get around. But people talked. And sometimes the Dean heard that talk.

Most of the other party goers had already left, and luckily I didn't see Bella. I found Jasper in a cluttered spare bedroom with Alice.

"Hand out of my sister's skirt now please. Something's happened" I said, walking over and hauling him off the bed by the collar of his shirt.

He seemed to recognise this was important and thankfully didn't protest as he allowed me to drag him out of the room. Alice shot me a confused look which I ignored.

"Get in, I'll drive" I said as we approached my car which had been abandoned on the kerb the night before.

"What's up?" asked Jasper as soon as the engine purred into life.

"Did Alice mention anyone called Bella last night?"

"What? Oh yeah, I think so, she's just after moving her into her dorm. She transfered to Phoenix, doing first year journalism I think"

"I banged her last night"

"You pulled me off Alice just to tell me this?!" asked Jasper heatedly.

"I wasn't finished. She's 17"

"Oh. Oh"

"Exactly, I'm fucked"

"No you're not, just tell her not to mention it to anyway"

"She was a virgin Jazz. How shitty is that? She lost her virginity at a party to some drunk guy she didn't even know"

"Never mention it again. Simple as that, stick your head and it'll go away"

"I eh . . I . . " I struggled to say something, "I gave her my number and told her to call me. My real number"

Jasper looked at me in shock, "Why?!"

"She asked for it, asked could we go on a date some time, I was too drunk to even make something up so I told her all right"

"Edward, this could be a blessing in disguise. Go on one date, ask her not to mention your . .'night together' to anyway then let her down gently. Say you don't like her in that way, that you don't think it'll work out. Anything"

"No. Edward Cullen does not do dates" I said, refusingly point blank.

"Edward Cullen is twenty fucking one years old now. He'd want to grow up and start going on dates"

"Like you can talk Jazz. How many women have you slept with"

"A lot"

"And how many dates have you gone on?"

"A few"

"With someone who's not Alice?"

"Fine. None" he said like a spoiled child.

"And while we're on the subject of Alice, make your fucking mind up and go out with her or end this thing completely. Don't string her along"

"I'm not taking relationship advice from the rapist"

I slapped him across the back of the head playfully, "shut it"

"Seriously though. Just let Bella down gently"

We rode the rest of the way back to our dorm in silence. A date with Bella? Could I? I'd never been on a date before. All I knew was sex and how to charm a woman into bed. What would we even talk about? Maybe I wouldn't have to let her down gently, maybe my complete lack of satisfactory conversation would just turn her off me.

I doubted that. I just have this effect on people. I could just stand there and say nothing and they'd be at my feet. It was like I . . dazzled them, almost.

It seemed only Alice and Jasper were oblivious to this talent of mine. Maybe because I'd known them practically my whole life. There was only a year between myself and Alice and Jasper had been my next door neighbour even since I could remember.

The fact remained, I had to nip this Bella thing in the bud before it became a serious problem

A/N: So that's the second chapter, hope you liked it. Leave a review please! The next chapter will be from Bella's POV I think . . Or would you like Jasper or Alice or someone else? Let me know any ideas you have for this story or a direction you'd like to see it go in :