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Chapter 2:

..(11pm)..

Dear Diary,

I'm back again. And what a day it's been. I don't think my hearts recovered…

We were reckless, and as a consequence, almost got busted.

I still feel sick from the thought of it. And I can barely look into Edwards eyes now, as every time I do, he has that distinct look of confusion, like he's trying to figure out what I'm thinking. I'm guessing he can sense my trepidation.

It's not like I want this to end… not yet anyway. In fact, between you and me, I don't think I could stand being around him every single day, without actually being with him. We've gone too far now, felt too much. It was meant to be merely a physical act, and maybe it still is for Edward, but the feeling he evokes within me, I can't seem to get enough of.

I'm certain I never meant to fall this far. When did it all suddenly become so intense? What was originally meant as a casual and secretive fling, has turned into a craving, something I can't live without…

When I turned up at his bedroom door this afternoon, he'd been right - it was never just to talk; we've never been very good at that to be honest, conversation has never been our strong point, and because of it, Edward immediately saw through-me. I tried to stay calm, but as always, I ended up losing my head, getting frustrated and almost storming out.

I would've been gutted if he had just let me go without a question asked. But he didn't; a part of me always knowing he would never just let me walk away.

I wish I could put into words the sensations I feel when his smooth hands run across my skin. He always knows what buttons to push and which parts to caress; he gets better every time were together, I can't tell you enough.

But then the worst happened. And I suddenly got a reality check. My heart almost stopped beating as I heard my dad's car pull up onto the driveway. My immediate reaction being to stop, but my brain failed to connect with my body, and that accompanied with Edward's determination to carry on, meant we took a major risk and rode it out.

I hated him at first. He'd taken control of the situation for the wrong reasons, opting for fate over anything rational. And if in that moment we'd have been caught, I know I would've blamed him for everything.

Truth was though, I didn't want to stop either.

He's like a drug to me now, being with him helps me relax. I get the chance to forget about life's little dramas, mostly surrounding my School work, and for just a moment or two he's like my very own real life de-stress ball.

How could I possibly give that up!?

So here I am, hoping that by writing it down, it'll all suddenly make sense to me. I'll get the answers I need and everything will turn out just fine. If only you could write back to me, diary.

Some advice would be great.

For now though, its time for bed…

Bella xxx

(3am)

Edward had barely slept a wink; thoughts from the previous day racking his brain. He dreaded the day Bella would turn up at his room and tell him it was over; never to happen again. He knew this couldn't last forever, but they were young and single, a seemingly perfect match more or less, like bread and butter; so why couldn't they just enjoy their time together?

After tossing and turning for what felt like forever, the digital clock beside his bed appearing to be frozen in time, an anxious Edward slid out of bed and tip-toed his way across the landing…

He knew he shouldn't, that he would only be taking advantage of Bella's dreary state. But he needed to show her why they couldn't give this up. And if that meant sneaking into her room at 3am, and stripping her from her clothes whilst she was still half asleep, then that's what he'd do. And he knew she'd only be thanking him after he'd finished…

He entered the room with extreme caution; an unwanted creak from the floorboards beneath his feet, sounding like it came through a loud speaker. He inwardly cussed as the sound almost blew his plan to shreds, before quietly closing the door behind him and stepping inside.

Her diary which lay neatly on the bedside table briefly caught his attention, and for a second of sheer selfishness and intrigue, Edward contemplated reading it. But he couldn't, never wanting to hurt her like that. And seeing Bella's sleeping form beneath the quilt he quickly became distracted.

The slight moan that slipped passed her lips was like music to his ears, and the room suddenly felt like a sweltering summer's day; she was so mouth watering to him.

His trousers left his legs in no seconds at all, and the condom quickly found its way onto his length. Those strong, large hands of his, lingered for a moment, enjoying the feeling as he squeezed and applied gentle pressure, but the sleeping beauty not 4 feet away from him was just too good to resist. And he focused his attention onto her. Time to give Bella Swan the best dream she could ever imagine…

His hands reached down to grab the end of the duvet, flapping it open, and she shivered under the quilt at the sudden draft. Her eyes remained closed however, thankfully she was still very much asleep. He smiled at how peaceful she looked, soundlessly slipping into the bed before he carefully hovered above her.

Edward placed a light kiss on her forehead at first, as he settled down on top of her. And there was no denying his pleasure as he witnessed a small involuntary smile touch Bella's lips at their contact.

With no words spoken, Edward's fingers pulled the spaghetti straps of her night top down both her arms. He slid his hands up her sides, and bunched the top at her shoulders. She squirmed, moaning a little as he gently pulled it over her head, leaving her topless.

She moved underneath him as she finally faded in and out of awareness. "Edward?" she breathed, delirious; her eyes flicking open just a tad. "What are you doing…?"

"It's ok … just relax" his whisper was like a warm gentle breeze across her face, before he placed a soft kiss onto her lips…

Without another moment of hesitation, he moved down to her shorts, tentatively pushing them downwards, her underwear going with it, and her eyelids fluttered shut. She was completely relaxed as she let out a happy sigh.

Now, both completely naked, he reached down to hook her leg. He tenderly caressed the soft skin that lay there, watching as her cheeks grew a rosy pink, before spreading her leg out wide for easier access. Not a second later, he slowly plunged inside. She jolted at the sudden intrusion. He was careful and never forceful with her, but feeling him deep inside of her was certainly enough to pull anyone into full consciousness.

She didn't speak as she encompassed him completely. Her eyes just zoned in on his. And they moved as one for what seemed like forever. Edward teasing her with his actions, speeding up one second, slowing down the next. She grinned after every near-climax she would reach, wrapping her legs around his body, tensing with every movement, but loving every second of it.

"And here was me thinking you weren't a morning person" boast a smug Edward, but his voice sounded like it was being stretched across the room.

"Well … I wouldn't mind waking up to this every morning" she moaned out in all honesty, her eyes slamming shut as she almost reached her climax. His hand cupped the side of her left breast as he steered her, his thumb bent over, twiddling her nipple, only proving to increase her growing excitement.

Her legs released him, falling onto the bed and spreading out wide, her actions rough and wild by now as she lost total control of herself. Bella bucked like a horse under his body, her back arching upwards as they finally came too.

They gasped, his hot heavy body slumping on top of her slim delicate frame. But she didn't protest, she liked the feeling of being trapped underneath him.

Seconds later and a comfortable Edward reluctantly started to move, pushing himself upwards onto his elbows to observe her face as it glowed. Their bodies were wringing wet, their legs in a sticky tangled mess, but neither would ever complain.

She chuckled softly at how he was always full of surprises. "Trying to prove a point, were you?" smiled Bella, her eyebrows rising and falling as she spoke. Her hand running through her hair, brushing it away from her sweaty forehead, before coming to rest on his bicep.

He sniggered in return, she knew him too well. "Well did it work?" his crooked smile re-appeared.

She exhaled a long sigh, "what do you think?"

He looked deeply into her eyes. "I think, we'd be crazy if we stopped now" he urged, as he waited and hoped for her agreement.

She smiled back, but sadly it didn't touch her eyes, and he frowned at her state of constant worry.

"I wish you'd stop thinking so much Bella" he pleaded slowly, before he placed another kiss onto her forehead. A tender moment they rarely shared.

He trailed them down her face then, peppering them across the length of her moist neck, before he pulled away to face her. Noticing as her eyes grew heavy with exhaustion.

"Ill er … I'll let you get back to sleep then" added Edward, with obvious regret.

"Oh.. ok," her response was weak, disappointed at the thought of him leaving. "Or … you could just stay, a little longer. If you wanted" she offered, taking a chance.

He seemed to stare at her for ages after that, but a small barely visible nod gave Bella the answer she required.

Carefully pulling himself away from her, he lay on his side, opening an arm out to welcome her, where she pressed herself into him like they were two puzzle pieces coming together. She laid her head on his shoulder as she let her eyes close shut, and his hand stroking the small of her back lead her into a peaceful slumber. By the time Bella woke up at 7.30am, there was nothing but a cold and empty space beside her…

And so, the predicament continues...

A/N: Thanks for reading!

I hope you dont mind it flipping from POV to 3rd person, as I plan on doing that throughout this fic =/

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