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And round the corner came Edward Cullen, staring at me accusatively.

My first impression was just of angles. His lean body, dishevelled hair, straight nose and the planes of his jaw and cheekbones resulted in a feeling of hardness, not to mention the cold look he was giving me. But he was absolutely stunning. I could see why the girls in Forks went crazy for him, and why I'd been hearing about him all summer. The darkness of his eyes, his long fingers, the glint of bronze in his hair; my stomach clenched. Images entered my brain before I could stop them- my hands in his hair, him on top of me, moaning my name...

"Who are you?" he said coldly.

I replied brightly "Bella Swan. I live next door."

Lauren huffed impatiently. "This isn't over" she said over her shoulder to Edward as she turned to head back to the house.

Edward ignored this and, after looking me up and down, he flopped onto the bench next to me, seemingly unimpressed at the stranger in his garden.

"Actually, it is over" he remarked. I blinked, pretending I hadn't been staring at his lips, and pulled out my tobacco to roll another cigarette. Breathe, Bella. This was definitely, possibly, probably the best looking guy I'd ever met, and my fingers even shook a bit as I rolled.

Edward suddenly leaned forward. "Can I have one?"

"Sure". Good, Bella, normal voice.

"You're Charlie's daughter." He stated this, rather than asking.

"Yes."

"My sister told me about you. In her emails. You're kind of pretty, you know."

Yep, my hands were definitely shaking as I passed him a cigarette. He lit up, then reached into his jacket and a bottle of whiskey came out, from which he took a swig. How badass. I gave a tiny eyeroll which he spotted, and he laughed.

"You want some? You don't seem drunk and I am wasted."

I indicated to my glass of wine and he snorted.

"So, pretty friend-of-Alice's, what's your name again?"

"She's called Bella, asshole" Alice emerged from the trees, scowling at Edward. "And why didn't you find me as soon as you got in? I've missed you!"

She pouted grumpily as Edward went to her, laughing, and gave her a hug, lifting her up.

I smiled at Alice, feeling a bit guilty for no particular reason and also feeling a bit sad that she'd interrupted mine and Edward's brief conversation. Had he been flirting with me? That was definitely flirting. Then again, I'd heard about Edward- he flirted with everything that moved.

"And yes, Bella is pretty. Too pretty for you. Aren't you still with Lauren?" Alice demanded.

"Nah. She dumped me" He said lazily, seeming unfazed.

"Pah! As if you ever get dumped. It was clearly you ending it" Alice decided.

Edward shrugged and gave me a heartstopping crooked grin. "I might date Bella now anyway. Right Bella?" he joked, and I had to work hard to keep breathing.

"Er, take it easy or I'll be behind that apple tree yelling at you for cheating on me before you know it" I managed to quip.

"I knew it!" Alice exclaimed. "Cheating again Ed? I guess it was only Lauren. But Jeez. Anyway, Bella, you need another drink. And what's this I hear about you and Mike? Seriously Bella?"

I cringed with embarrassment, and I could feel Edward's eyes on me.

"Mike Newton?" He questioned.

"Yeah, but nothing actually happened, he just lunged at me and I managed to duck. Um. I'm sure he's a nice guy anyway, I think he just had a bit too much wine?"

Alice giggled and Edward snorted. "Mike's an idiot" he announced. "I wouldn't go there if I were you, pretty girl.

"Oh whatever Edward" Alice snapped-"like you can talk- Jessica's been whining after you all evening so please come inside and put her out of her misery."

"Jessica who?" Edward frowned as we made our way towards the house.

"Stanley, you douche."

Did Edward really get that many girls that he didn't know their names? If he was so dismissive of beautiful girls like Lauren and Jessica then what hope in hell did I have?

Because I had to admit to myself- after barely having had a conversation with Edward, my heart was beating hard in my chest, and I could tell that he was being imprinted on my mind so hard that I would never forget his face, or his sultry voice and the way it wrapped around my name.

But I pushed that out of my mind, telling myself what I already knew- Edward broke hearts.

I kept repeating it in my head, but when I got home that night and was getting ready to sleep, all I could think about were his dark eyes, his lips, the way he held himself, the way he would hold me...

I'd never paid attention to the view I had of the Cullens' house.

But as I drew my curtains to sleep, I paused- because I was pretty sure I could make out the dim form of Edward in the window on the side of the house, level with mine.

He was taking a swig from a bottle, and then turned around, because a girl had come into view. She kissed him, and then she turned to the window to close the curtains, and I could see it was Jessica.

I closed my eyes, holding my breath and waiting for the pangs to subside in my chest. It was ridiculous, I was being ridiculous- almost in tears over a guy I didn't even know. A boy I'd met once.

But I think even at that point, I knew that I was falling in love with Edward Cullen. And I kept repeating to myself that Edward doesn't love- Edward breaks hearts- but there was already a little bit of me that belonged to him, I think.