SONG: Kings Of Leon - Closer

Chapter 26

Skipping Class

EPOV

This girl was making me crazy.

What a fucking idiot I was. Finally, finally I had been able to ask her out. Then what did I do? I went and fucked it up. Now she probably didn't want to ever go out with me.

I was mad too.

But why was I mad? I asked myself, though I knew the answer. It was because I was jealous. When I had asked her if she'd kissed that motorcycle asshole, she had blushed and replied with, "That's none of your business Edward." How more obvious could you get? She had kissed him. I was jealous because that guy had kissed her and I was mad at her for kissing him. It was absurd really, I mean, I had no right to be mad or jealous. Bella Swan wasn't mine. She could date and kiss who the hell she wanted. She was right; it was none of my fucking business.

I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my jaw still clenched as I drove away from her house. Part of me wanted to turn around and drive back to her house. Apologise to her and tell her how I really felt about her, but honestly, I was too afraid to do that. I mean, I still didn't really know whether she liked me.

I had started thinking that she did though.

I mean, the way she was staring at me when she answered the door and throughout the whole evening, and ok, I was staring at her a lot too, but she was actually looking back at me for once. She had also said that she liked the smell of my cologne. And the thought that she had actually taken notice of my smell even made me blush a little, and I rarely ever blushed.

She had also looked so beautiful, as usual, her long hair tumbling around her shoulders, her skin smooth and flushing as always. But she had also looked kind of...sexy? Or maybe my mind had gone to the gutter because I was alone with her in her house, I don't know.

The jeans that she was wearing, although they were loose fitting, hugged her little hips perfectly and made me want to reach out and just, I don't know; hold them or something. I almost did, in fact, when she was standing in front of the stove. I'd had to move away from behind her or I would have done it, and the fact that I had gotten a little excited in my pants didn't help either. I was standing really close behind her, not touching her, but if I had gotten any harder she would probably have felt it. I regretted wearing sweatpants, I mean, you couldn't hide it with them like you could with jeans.

That white top she wore wasn't too low cut, though just low enough to show a hint of cleavage, and her graceful neck looked so...kissable...

Not to mention her lips...I couldn't help looking at them, they were so shiny and pink and full and she was sitting so close to me at the table, you know, I was literally inches away from her lips; it was so easy to just lean forward and put my mouth on hers...

I needed to stop thinking about her like that. Having a hard on while driving was uncomfortable, plus, I wouldn't be able to concentrate properly on the road. I struggled to keep my mind off her as I raced down the road. I was trying to concentrate so hard on keeping my mind of Bella – and failing – that at first I didn't even notice the police cruiser signalling me to pull over.

Fuck.

I pulled over, wound down the window and sat in my car waiting for the cop to walk over to me. He came and leaned into my window.

"You were speeding." He stated.

"Uh really? I didn't realise sir, I'm sorry." I said, panicking.

He raised an eyebrow.

"You didn't realise? Well then, you shouldn't be on the roads at all should you? You were going at sixty five and this is a forty road."

Shit.

"Can I see your license please."

I took it out and gave it to him. He scanned it quickly.

"Hmmm, Cullen-Masen? Are you related to Carlisle Cullen?"

Oh shit, this couldn't get any worse. He knew Carlisle.

"Uh yes sir, he's my uncle."

"Right. Well, I'm going to have to give you a ticket. Speeding is a very dangerous thing to do. You have less control of the car, meaning you are a danger to yourself and to other road users. I don't want to ever catch you speeding again son, do you hear me?"

"Yes sir." I replied.

While he was writing the ticket, I glanced at his badge. Chief of Police, Charlie Swan.

Fuck. It just got worse. I get pulled over because I'm speeding, after coming back from his house and trying to distract myself from my hard on caused by thinking dirty thoughts about his daughter.

I grimaced, and I think I even felt my face heating up a little.

He handed me the ticket.

"Ok, here you go son, I don't want to catch you speeding again." He repeated, "And tell your uncle that Charlie said hello."

"Ok."

He went back to his car and I waited a while until he drove away.

At school the next day, I was anxious about seeing Bella. I wanted to apologize to her for being a 'nosy asshole' as she had said – and maybe even ask her out again. She came and sat down on her chair, her strawberry and vanilla scent fanning out around me. Her hair was shiny and straight as it cascaded down her back, the red tones highlighted by the fluorescent lights in the class. She was wearing black Capri pants and a rather tight fitting purple sweater. Her lips, with that shiny pink gloss on them were pouting and her forehead a little creased.

She was mad.

"Bella?" I said.

She didn't even turn.

I sighed. "Look, I'm sorry." I paused, waiting for a reaction.

She still sat perfectly still, her frown deepening even more at my words.

Great.

"I didn't mean to be an ass ok, I guess..." I looked down at the table; unable to look at her while I said this.

"I guess I was just...mad, I mean, I know I've got no right to be..." I sighed; this was really hard to say. And fuck, my face was even heating up. Blushing was the thing I hated the most, next to crying and this was the second time Bella would see me do it.

"Well? Spit it out then."

I looked up to see her looking at me, she still looked mad though she looked less mad than she had a moment ago. I held her eyes, unable to look away now that she was looking at me.

"Ok, I was mad that...that you...kissed that guy. It's stupid I know, because well, it's up to you who you kiss, I mean, you were right; it is none of my business. But I don't know, I just...I don't like it."

She flushed, though I have no idea why. Then she broke our eye contact and leaned forward so her hair covered her face.

That annoyed me a little. I wanted to...no needed to see her face.

Without even thinking about what I was doing, I reached out and brushed her hair back from her face, hooking it behind her ear. She turned to look at me, her face turning an even deeper shade of red. She stared at me for a moment before saying,

"Edward, you can't be mad at me for kissing Jake."

My teeth clenched a little at hearing her confirming that she did kiss him, even though I already guessed that she did.

"Especially when you slept with Tanya."

I fought a grimace. She was right.

She looked back down at the table, her frown returning.

I couldn't think of anything to say to that, so I was silent. We were both silent for the rest of the lesson and the tension was so thick, that I couldn't even concentrate on the work.

When the bell rang, she hurriedly packed up her notes and walked out of the class. I couldn't just leave it like that so I followed her out of the door and down the hall, even though my next lesson was in the opposite direction of where she was going.

I grabbed her arm gently to stop her, and she turned around quickly, startled. She flushed when she saw me.

"Can I talk to you? Please?" I said to her.

She pursed her lips, and I had to restrain myself from staring at them.

She looked around the hall.

We were kind of blocking traffic, the hall was full of students rushing to get to their next lessons, getting books from their lockers. I didn't miss a few of the wide eyed glances we received from people walking past. I was still holding on to Bella's arm so they were probably dying to know what was going on. I had come to accept that nothing in Forks High ever stayed secret; there was always gossip of some sort. I mean, that's what happened when a school only had 328 students.

"Can we go somewhere? To talk?"

"But we've got class in a minute." She said, uncertainly.

"I know, but can we just ditch? It's just one class. I can even cover for you if you want? You know, I could tell your teacher you were sick or something and I had to take you to the nurse."

"Ok." She said.

I led her out to near the parking lot, to where there was a little grassy area that was kind of secluded, just in case a teacher happened to walk past. She leaned against the brick building when we got there. I stood next to her, also leaning against it.

We were silent for a moment, just listening to the wind rustling the trees. Then she turned her head to look at me.

"So?" she said, her eyebrows raised, "What did you want to talk about?"

I looked at her, my heartbeat accelerating. Our faces were now only inches apart as we leaned against the wall.

How was I going to say this?

"Bella...It bothers me that you're dating some guy ok. It's none of my business and I know that but I can't help it. I..." I paused and frowned, "I'm jealous."

For some reason she looked she was fighting a smile.

"I know you are." She said, "But I don't get why. I mean, what are you jealous of? The fact that he's in college? That he's got a motorcycle?"

I scoffed. As if I cared about any of those things.

"I'm jealous because...well...I like you Bella." I mumbled, looking down at the grass, "I want to be the one dating you."

She was silent for a while. A really long while actually. I looked at her again, my heart now pounding furiously. Why was she silent?

She was blushing, and so hard that her neck was also flushed. She was also looking down at the ground so her hair was hanging forward, obscuring my view of her face again.

I sighed and moved off the wall, standing in front of her, facing her and again, I gently pushed her hair back from her face. She looked up at me as I did.

"You know, I love your hair, but I think I prefer when you have it tied back." I said, grinning.

She smiled back.

We stood gazing at each other for a moment. Then she said,

"I like you too Edward." Her face flaming again, "And if you feel jealous just because I kissed a guy, how do you think I feel knowing that you slept with Tanya?"

I winced.

"How did you think I felt, when I used to see her all over you at lunch?"

"I'm sorry." I said, though it was weird apologizing when technically I didn't do anything wrong. "I didn't want Tanya, I mean; she practically initiated the whole thing. And I did sleep with her..."

She frowned.

"But I was drunk, and ok, that's not a good excuse, but I just want you to know that I don't go sleeping around. The only reason I got so drunk in the first place was because I was pissed off at that party. I was even on my way to my room to go to sleep, when Tanya found me upstairs."

She stared at me for a moment.

"Then what about the date you took her on?" she said, her eyes narrowing slightly.

How did she know about that?

"I felt kind of...you know, like an asshole for sleeping with her. I mean, I couldn't even remember most of what had happened that night. So I called her and took her out on Sunday. We just went out to lunch and an afternoon movie, and then I don't know what happened, she started thinking we were like, officially dating or something."

"Did you kiss her?"

"No. Well, she kissed me."

"Hmmm." She pursed her lips again.

And it was extremely difficult to not look at them when she was standing just inches in front of me.

We were silent again, just gazing at each other.

"So...what about you and...Jake," I didn't even want to say his name, "Word around school is that you're dating him."

She looked away from my eyes. And what was that expression on her face? Guilt?

She sighed. "I don't think we're dating, but I think Jake thinks we are. And I feel bad because he's a sweet guy...and I've just been leading him on..." she sighed again.

Was it evil of me to smirk a little?

I slowly lifted my hand to her cheek and stroked it with my fingers. Her skin heated up instantaneously under my touch. I moved closer to her, so our bodies were almost touching. I couldn't help my eyes from darting to her lips. They looked so soft and luscious...

I inched closer to her so my body was touching hers now, my hand still cupping her cheek, my thumb caressing it slowly. I leaned my other hand on the wall by her head. I held her eyes as I moved closer, occasionally glancing at her lips.

I desperately wanted to kiss her. Needed to kiss her.

She was blushing again as I inched my body closer and closer until she was pressed against the wall and I was pressed against her. I heard her breathing speed up minutely and her lips parted slightly and I could feel my dick starting to grow in my pants as I pressed impossibly closer to her.

I leaned my face towards her slowly, tilting my head slightly as my eyes were locked in her deep chocolate gaze.

I gently touched my lips to hers; then pulled back, looking at her. Her eyes were now closed. I leaned forward again, this time pressing harder on her lips and she pressed against mine too. I moved over her lips, gently sucking them. She leaned her head back against the wall, her breath speeding up even more. I opened my mouth a little and gently sucked her plump bottom lip. Her lips were so luscious, the lip gloss she wore making them taste sweet. My eyes half closed involuntarily. She lifted her arms up and brought them round the back of my head, pulling my face closer. I sucked her lip harder and she started sucking on my top lip, her warm breath coming out in pants now, her sweet fragrance intoxicating me. Her fingers were playing in my hair, stroking it, tugging it slightly; causing goose bumps to rise on my flesh. Then, I couldn't help myself from bringing out my tongue and I started brushing her lip with it while I kissed her.

She moaned quietly.

And that sound just set me off. My dick twitched, growing harder against her and I pushed my body even closer to her, I leaned my other hand on the wall against her head so she was in-between them. I kissed her faster, still licking her lip and then I felt her tongue come out and she licked my top lip. I moved my tongue to hers and stroked it, and she did the same to me. I then, plunged my tongue into her mouth and she moaned again, louder this time. And, involuntarily I pushed myself against her body even more. My chest was pressed against hers and I could feel her boobs underneath me. She was panting now, and they were being squeezed against me with every breath. The bra she was wearing probably wasn't padded because I could feel her nipples through her tight sweater, they were hard against my chest and I couldn't help groaning at the feel of it. She moaned after hearing me groan and grabbed my hair harder, pushing my head harder on hers and plunging her tongue into my mouth. I fought the urge to thrust my hips. She could no doubt feel my erection being pressed against her. After a while, she pulled my head back away from her lips. I was confused for a moment; then she leaned her face to my neck and started kissing me, right below my jaw line.

Shit.

That spot was a weak spot for me. I groaned loudly and she continued kissing and sucking the skin under my jaw and it was getting increasingly difficult for me to not thrust my hips against her. Then, she was moaning into my neck as she kissed it, breathing heavily against me. She pressed her hips against my erection and I groaned again. She continued shifting her hips against me, and she was only wearing Capri pants so I could feel the heat radiating from her crotch. Then I couldn't help myself. I began thrusting my dick into her, grinding against her. Her leg moved out from under me and she lifted it up. I grabbed her thigh with one hand, holding up her leg while I continued thrusting, rubbing my dick in between her legs, the heat of it making me want to go faster. She was moaning uncontrollably and I was unable to stop my grunts and groans. I moved my face to her lips and started kissing her again, my tongue darting in and out of her mouth to the same rhythm as my hips thrusting into her. The friction against my erection felt so good that I was afraid that I would cum in my pants, and fuck, that would be embarrassing. I slowed down a little with my thrusting, kissing her more gently and she whimpered. I pulled back to look at her face and I nearly came in my pants as I looked at her. Her lips were red and plump, still parted as she breathed heavily, moaning softly, her face was flushed, her eyes half closed, rolling back in her head a little. She opened her eyes to look at me and they were filled with lust.

I stopped thrusting and slowly lowered her leg and leaned away from her slightly.

"What's wrong?" She whispered; her voice husky and unintentionally seductive.

I groaned slightly and closed my eyes. She was making it incredibly difficult for me to remain with clean boxers. My dick was throbbing and aching, straining against my jeans and I tried to adjust it without touching it too much, because it felt like I was going to explode any minute.

"Fuck, this is embarrassing." I muttered.

"What is?" She whispered.

Did she have to sound so sexy?

"I had to stop coz...if I continued then..." my face was flaming again, "I would have...you know."

Her eyes widened a little and she looked down at my pants. Her eyes widened even more.

She looked up at me and smirked. Damn.

Slowly, she reached down and pressed a finger on the bulge in my pants. I sucked in air through my teeth, my eyes closing.

"That's not a good idea." I said; my teeth clenched as I forced myself to think of unsexy thoughts.

"Sorry." She said, though she didn't sound sorry at all.

I opened my eyes to look at her and she was smirking again, her head still down, though I don't know if she was still looking at my erection or not.

"What's funny?" I asked her.

She looked up at me through her lashes. Was she doing this on purpose?

"Nothing."

We stayed silent for some time. I was going through every single algebra equation I could think of in my mind, trying to calm myself down. It was impossible while I was still standing in front of her so I moved next to her, leaning against the wall again.

After my erection had abated a little, I turned to her.

"Are you ok?" I asked her.

She smiled.

"What?" I asked, puzzled.

"You're always asking me that you know. But yeah, I'm fine."

The bell rang.

"Wow, we missed the whole lesson." I said.

It was lunch now, and people would start coming out soon.

"Should we go to the cafeteria now?" she asked.

"Ok." I said.

She started walking.

"Bella?" I called, and she turned to look at me.

"Yes?"

"So...can we...go out sometime?"

She smiled at me and nodded. I smiled back, and we made our way over to the cafeteria.

Author's Note:

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Savannah-Vee