Disclaimers: I own nothing; I'm just playing with Stephanie's characters and the plot is very loosely based on Channing's teen years.
EPOV
God today has been a total mind-fuck! I can't seem to get Bella of my mind. Well Bella and those God damn perfect breasts of hers. I woke up this morning with a hard on like no other. I had to jump out of bed hurry in to the shower, where I might add the mental image of those soapy tits was way stronger, and jerk off before work. I had some pretty great images of my 6'4" frame trapping her maybe 5'4" tiny body against the wall, all wet hot and soapy, one hand beside her head flat against the wall the other one hiking her thigh up holding it firmly against my hip. Needless to say, it didn't take long. I was actually thankful that I got to shower this morning instead of last night, 'cause two showers kind of makes people suspicious. I felt like a fucking sixteen year old, since when did tits make me that on edge…
I felt so guilty about last night, I mean shit I just walk in to the bathroom not expecting anyone to be home, and there she is, behind that almost see-through curtain singing that she's god damn horny. I mean a man can only have so much self control people! My cock started to take a little notice and I just couldn't contain myself as I watched her soap up her body, before I could stop myself I started the chorus. Of course that sent her flying off the handle, I quickly apologized, but before I know it the showerhead is flying around the room. I dive for it and aim it at the tub so nothing else could get wet. Slowly I raise my eyes to Bella and she looks like she's in shock or… something, but my eyes quickly leave her pretty face and opt for her now fully exposed left breast.
I mean Bella is fucking beautiful don't get me wrong, long wavy chestnut hair; heart shaped face with pouty pink lips and big brown doe eyes. But that body of hers and when it's on display like that, you can't help but let your eyes wander.
But when she realized she was exposed, she scampered in to the corner, like a frightened animal I felt like absolute scum. I mean I was seriously repulsed by myself and as I made my exit I made a silent promise, that I would show Bella that I'm not like one of those creepy guys that hit on her at the interview, she was way out of my league anyway, something about her screams pure and innocent, and I'm the exact opposite. But I would show her that I could be a great friend and not some creepy stalker guy she has been so unfortunate to live with. God what if she tells Alice, she would definitely have my head and then Alice will tell Jasper who will cut my dick off. When they have spoken of her in the past, they seemed quite protective.
Speaking of Alice and Jasper, last week before the interview, Alice convinced me not to tell Bella we all knew each other. She said she would tell her afterward, just to see what her opinion was of me solely based on the interview. Otherwise she might feel pressured to accept me if she knew I was Jaspers cousin. Alice was convinced she would choose me, so I had nothing to worry about. I didn't want to interfere in that matter, I just needed a place to live, so I accepted those terms.
But fuck yeah, that was a fun day. When I arrived, one guy was waiting outside the apartment. And just as I leaned against the wall and did a head dip in greeting to that geeky guy beside me, the apartment door opened.
We both turned to look towards the door, and just as some big athletic guy was exiting he suddenly stopped making Bella slam in to him. He turned around and smirked at her 'cause she on impact laid her hands on him, though she swiftly removed them. I immediately didn't like this guy and apparently neither did she, 'cause she refused his suggestion of a date.
When the dorky guy before me emerged after about twenty minutes or so, I was a little shocked to see him also make a pass at Bella, well not shocked 'cause like I said she's fucking beautiful, but that he had the nerve. I really doubt she would want to date someone who just moved in with her, before I was able to give it more thought, Bella's cheeks flamed red and she got a look of fury, I personally found it fuck hot, at the same time it was quite funny to see two guys invite her out only to get turned down, so I couldn't help a little snicker before covering it up with a small cough.
When she had effectively dismissed the guy, she was a definitely embarrassed, but like I told her, I totally got why she freaked. At the same I also got why the guys hit on her even though it was stupid, but left that unsaid.
The sun brings me out of my musing. God it's so fucking hot today, I grab the bottom of my wife-beater and swipe my face. I glance at the sun, then my watch and run a hand trough my hair. Only two more hours and I'm off, the boss needs an hour of overtime 'cause we are behind schedule, then hopefully I get to set things right with Bella.
Mhh… Bella. I groan I agitation; I'm starting to doubt my ability to think about her and not get a boner; yeah that I will totally show her what a great friend I can be. "No Bella it's okay, it's just a friendly boner that's all." Yeah that would go over well. She would probably be disgusted and throw me out if she knew all the dirty things I wanted to do to her. I sort of disgust myself, anyway like I said; today has been a total mind-fuck.
-~oOo~-
I park my truck, willing myself to leave the vehicle, but instead end up with my head on the steering wheel, banging it repeatedly. Please don't hate me, please don't be frightened of me and please don't look at me with disgust. I acknowledge the fact that I don't know Bella that well yet, but what I've seen so far has me intrigued, and if I already ruined my chances – as a friend of course, well that might just kill me a little. Not to mention the awkward living circumstances, if she did feel any of the above.
I exit the truck with my flannel shirt and work belt in my hand and as I head for the door I glance down at myself and frown. Dirty, smelly and not so white wife-beater paired with loose jeans and work boots. Maybe I'm lucky and she's not home yet, so I can grab a quick shower. I look at my watch, it's just after five o'clock; she's probably home and she's most likely to see me this way most days anyway. God why I'm I so nervous?
As I open the door I'm assaulted with a delicious aroma of cooking. God I can't remember the last time I had a nice home cooked meal. I am mean ass cook at breakfast foods, but you can easily tire of those after eating them all day every day.
I follow the enticing scent and spot Alice on one of the barstools chatting animatedly with Bella. Bella has her back to me wearing an apron stirring whatever it is that smells so good.
What a sight, is it totally caveman of me to think she looks even more beautiful in a kitchen looking all domestic and shit? I know, I'm scum, but I have this weird desire to yell; honey I'm home! Hang my hat by the door, join her in the kitchen then press her against the refrigerator and kiss her to oblivion. Okay, so I know the last part doesn't fit the 50's image, but I doubt If I ever got the chance to kiss her, that there would be anything chastity about it.
My daydreaming almost costs me to knock over the small table by the sofa; I quickly grab the lamp righting it along with the answering machine. When I look up both girls are looking at me, Alice with a annoying all knowing smile on her lips and Bella looking nervous and flushed.
"Um, hi." Is what I manage to get out. As I approach I run a hand trough my hair, getting all kinds of nervous again. I sit next to Alice, anxious to see how this will play out, I mean girls gossip right? So, Bella most likely told Alice about our shower fiasco last night, and my pathetic attempt to butter her up with my awesome breakfast food cooking skills.
"Hi Edward." Alice says excitedly, I can just tell she's dying to say more but is holding it back, but at least she doesn't sound angry with me.
I smile timidly at her and avert my eyes to Bella, who is now busy doing anything but looking at me. I frown and look down at the tabletop, so she's avoiding me now? Alice breaks the awkward silence.
"So Edward, Bella's making her famous lasagna and garlic bread to welcome you to the apartment, its freaking delicious, you must have made quite an impression on her, for her to do that."
I'm a little confused now. She obviously didn't say anything to Alice, because she's not ripping my head off. But why would Bella be nice to me? I look at Bella again and she's blushing like crazy, and I can't help but follow her blush all the way down to her perky breast, the color peeking out of her v-neck t-shirt. I quickly avert my eyes, chastising myself for being a scumbag yet again. I look in to her deep brown eyes, this time she's looking right back at me, and I feel like I'm drowning, but in a good way, if that even makes sense.
"Um, yeah I thought I would make a nice dinner for us all, and we could get to know each other." I swear her blush just got five shades darker.
"And I also did it as thanks for the breakfast; it was very nice of you Edward." I really like the way she says my name, and it's my real name not Eddie.
Why is she thanking me, I should be grateful that she would it my food let alone be talking to me. This is so far from the scenario I had in mind, but eternally thankful nonetheless.
I smile at her with my biggest smile, so happy things will work out after all.
"You're welcome Bella." She looks stunned for a minute, but then smiles back before returning to her stirring. God she has the most beautiful smile.
Before I can ask, she whips her head around to look over her shoulder at me.
"Dinner is at six, I hope that's okay, I mean you probably want to change your close or you would definitely want to shower right? I mean if I were you I would want a shower, not that you need it, you don't smell bad at all you smell great, but I thought you might like one, not that I know if you like to shower for all I know you hate it, but who does that's just weird…"
She quickly looks down at her pot, stirring it more intently now.
"Brainfart much, Bella?" She mumbles under her breath, so low I barely caught it.
"I'm gonna shut up know, sorry." She says, still not looking at me.
I think I'm sitting with my mouth a little at gape, because Alice gently reaches up to touch my chin with her index finger pressing upwards, still with that annoying smile on her face.
"Yeah Edward, go shower and change; we will have a cold one ready for you when you're finished." Alice quips.
-~oOo~-
I was moaning like a mad man, but I didn't care if I was being loud, it was just so fucking good.
"Arh… Mhh." I licked my lips and looked up from my plate while swallowing a big bite.
Alice was snickering in to her own plate of food and Bella looked like she had spotted an image of Jesus in her food. Wide eyes and a look of astonishment and disbelieve. And once more a faint blush graced her cheeks.
"What? So I like the food, sue me!" I shook my head and continued shuffling food in my mouth. After my third serving and two bears, I was beyond stuffed. I patted my stomach and paid my complements to the chef.
"This was fu… freaking fantastic Bella, I can't remember last home cocked meal I had, and one that was this good either." For some reason I was apprehensive about using foul language in front of Bella. And with my line of work I have never had to tone it down, I work in construction and a strip club. So I'm constantly surrounded by sweating and farting men or drunken horny women. Not exactly daycare center type of environment, where you need to watch your language.
"Thank you." It was almost a quit whisper from Bella. God I really need her to open op to me, I really hope she isn't afraid of me.
"Well I guess I'm the bust boy tonight, since you made this fabulous meal." I started to get up, but Alice shoved me back down.
"No, no. You two sit and get to know each other, I'll do the dishes." She skipped out of the room with the dishes in her hands before either of us could protest.
I scratched the back of my head and ran a hand trough my hair; a nervous habit of mine.
Just then I noticed Bella's shirt
I'm great in bed
I can sleep for days
A small smile played on my lips and Bella quirked a brow at me. I just smiled even wider and pointed to her shirt.
"Nice shirt." She smiled back a little sheepishly.
"Yeah you'll se soon enough that I'm quite manic with these. You know how some girls dress in certain color in regards to their mood, you know black for sad or angry and yellow or whatever for happy."
I nodded yes, happy she was finally opening up to me; participating in a conversation.
"Well I'm more of a joke-on-a-good-day kind of girl and sarcasm or angry statements on my off days."
She just shrugged her shoulders a little, like she couldn't help it.
I guess you can say Bella wears her heart on her sleeve, quite literally. What she feels and what her mood is, shows on her shirt. And that's probably a good thing, because I sure as hell ain't no mind reader. I'm usually around women who are easy to read; sex and a good time, that's it; Nothing challenging about that. But Bella, I can't seem to figure her out, even in spite her t-shirts as a guideline.
And as the night went on, I practically quizzed her about everything in her life, what her major was, how she learned to cook so well, herein discovering that her parents had passed a few years back; even basic stuff like her favorite color, which was green by the way. And to my surprise she actually asked questions back and we were getting along great. She approached the subject of my work, asking why I worked all the time if my pay was that lousy. I laughed a little, 'cause no my salary was okay to live off but the money I earned on the weekends I put in a savings account. I could tell she wasn't the prying type, so she didn't ask me about the work I did at the club, even though I could tell she wanted to.
All of the sudden Bella yawned big time, and it wasn't until then I noticed it was almost eleven pm, and that Alice had been missing the entire evening since our meal. That little minx, what was she playing at?
I'm definitely going to talk to Jasper, see if he knows if Alice is up to something.
A/N:
Hi everyone. Sorry for my later than usual update. I've just begun working again after a long maternity leave, so it's hard to find time for my little guilty pleasure of writing.
Oh, and my hubby says hi. He thinks I'm a dork for writing fan fiction; I just stick my tongue out in a childish fashion and continue writing.
I hope you all liked EPOV, I'm not sure how many there will be, probably every few chapters.
Please R&R, let me know what you think of the story thus far.