Stephenie has it all. I just decided to play with her characters and add some of mine.

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Something touched my cheek; I turned on my other side. Something touched my nose; I buried it in the pillow. My blanket was removed, and I shivered. What the hell?

I opened a bleary eye and saw Edward grinning at me or half grinning, because his face looked bruised.

"What do you want?" I slurred out, seeking my blanket, blindly.

"It's ten after seven. You're late."

"What?" I groaned.

"It's Sunday," he answered cheerfully and leaned to kiss my cheek.

We had reversed roles, I was sure. All I wanted was to sleep!

"I don't wanna run," I grumbled and curled myself up, trembling. It was too cold and I was denied my warm blanket.

"Come on, Bella," he pleaded.

"Go away." I pushed lightly on his chest.

"Nope. Wake up," he said and poked my shoulder. I didn't move. "Wake up," he whispered in my ear and pinched my side. A squeal escaped my lips, and I hoped I wouldn't wake Tanya. "Wake up." He sounded like a broken record.

"Fine, you asked for it," he declared. All I prayed was that he wouldn't tickle me. He didn't. He just crawled on top of me and started kissing me. I wasn't complaining, but it definitely worked. I was awake on more than one level.

"Edward!" I moaned quite loudly.

I felt his hips grinding in mine and wondered if he had changed his mind. He hit a delicious spot, and I groaned again.

"Would you qui- OH GOD!"

Oops? Tanya was awake.

"Could you… not do that here?" she asked, grossed out.

"Are you awake, yet?" Edward asked, grinning cunningly.

"I'll be downstairs in ten minutes," I muttered and pushed him off me.

He left the room after throwing Tanya a smile and an apology. Was he ever going to learn that it wasn't wise to do that?

"Sorry," I muttered to her. I went to the bathroom and was ready for my run in five minutes.

When I arrived outside, he was stretching, giving me an amazing view to his ass. I couldn't let the opportunity go. I swatted his ass and skipped ahead. He caught up with me and put me on his shoulders, taking off. I screamed, terrified, and pulled at his hair. I could see myself falling and smashing my head on the ground. Edward came to a halt and pulled me down in one swift movement.

I expected us to be near our tree, but we were near the outside basketball court.

"What are we doing here?" I inquired, gasping for air.

"Would you play with me?" It sounded dirtier than he intended, I'm sure.

"You said that we should date some more then play," I teased him.

He looked confused at me then understanding drawn on his face and his eyes shone with mischief. "Did you just make a dirty joke?"

"I've learned a thing or two from you," I said, smirking.

"I'm a bad influence," he said, shaking his head. "So?"

"We don't have a ball." Was I considering this? It was dangerous on so many levels, I could kill him.

"I have two," he said promptly, smirking. The cocky bastard!

"That means you won't mind if we borrow one for our game?" I could play his game.

Edward's mouth dropped and then he started laughing. It was a carefree laugh, I loved it. "You really spend too much time with me for your own good," he sputtered out, gasping for air.

I smirked and grasped the front of his shirt, leaning up to kiss him. He grinned and kissed me. Closed mouthed. Did he like to torture me?

"The ball is coming," he murmured against my lips. I opened my eyes and saw him looking behind me, his lips still attached to mine. I blushed. "Lovely," he whispered and bit lightly on my bottom lip.

"What the fuck do you need my ball for so early?" Bob's voice rang from behind me, thick with sleep.

"Why did you wake him?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at Edward.

"It's only fair," he chuckled and took the ball from Bob. "Want a one-on-one?"

He nodded, of course, sleep forgotten. I stayed aside and plopped down, fishing for my iPod in the hoodie. It was going to be a long morning. I could have gone running alone, as I had done before someone had decided to accompany me. Now, I couldn't seem to be able to do it alone. I put just a bud in my ear, wanting to hear them.

"So what happened to your face?" Bob asked, jumping for the ball, only to have Edward knock into him.

"Jacob. It's all forgotten, now."

"Again?" Bob shot me a look and I waved back.

"Yes, we talked last night. That fucker, Eric I think it's his name, locked us in the fucking closet. We had no choice but to talk. The space was too fucking tight to knock him out."

Bob laughed and I found myself in a giggling fit at the idea of Edward locked in a closet with Jacob Black.

"Isn't that a thing people do at parties? Throw them in to a closet to make them hook up?"

"Watch your mouth! I'll show you hooking up!" Edward snarled and threw the ball at Bob who caught it easily.

"So… friends again?"

"You can say that. It all depends on him. Moody motherfucker," Edward muttered and threw the ball in the hoop only to catch the rim and have it bounce off in my direction. "Watch out!" he yelled and I heard his footsteps coming to me.

The ball fell near me then rolled into my side, stopping.

"You okay?" he asked, concerned.

"I think I'll go running," I decided, getting up. It wasn't safe for me to be around moving balls.

"I didn't mean it," he whispered and scooped the ball. "I have to get out my frustration on something."

"Why are you frustrated? I said yes, you denied yourself to-"

"We're going to the movies later then lunch then we'll see," he cut me off.

"Bye." I kissed his chin, the highest I could reach and started running slowly.

I heard him shout something, but couldn't make out what. I smashed into a tree. Oh… he was warning me. But why was the tree there?

"Jesus, do you ever listen, Bella?" I heard Edward ask from somewhere close-by.

"I didn't hear you," I mumbled, my forehead throbbing.

"Why didn't you reach out to stop her? Do you like girls falling on you?"

"It's not everyday when I'm addressed to as a tree. You should have heard her, she said 'Fucking tree.' Do I really look like a tree?" I recognized the husky voice as Jacob Black's.

I opened my eyes and looked around. Edward was next to me, crouched, watching me warily. Bob was on my either side, chuckling and Jacob was in front of me, moving a finger.

"How many fingers do you see?" he asked.

"I see a tree," I groaned, rubbing my head. It was the second time in less than twenty-four hours when I had run into someone.

"She's fine," Edward laughed and hugged me, losing balance and sending us to the ground.

"Maybe you should stay away from her. We have two more games," Bob quipped in.

I huffed, remembering what Emmett had told me all those months ago. I got up, swaying slightly.

"I'm going back," I decided.

"Would you make it back without accidents?" Edward teased me.

"Hopefully."

He looked at me then at Bob, sighed and focused back on me. "I'll walk you back."

"Stay here and play." I knew he missed playing. I started walking to the entrance of our building when he shouted after me. "Ten thirty, my room!"

I turned and nodded, showing him that I heard him, this time. Someone came up next to me and I turned to ask why he wasn't staying to play when I saw Jacob.

"I wanted to talk to you," he whispered.

"What about?" I didn't know his intentions.

"Look, I'm sorry for what I've done. For everything."

"Do you seriously expect me to forgive you?" I asked him incredulously, turning to him.

"Well, not exactly… When I saw Edward with Rebecca, then he was with you then he was with her again… I knew that I had to act. Sam had decided to help; I was stupid and listened to him."

"Who was your best friend? Sam or Edward?" I asked, angrily.

"I think you know the answer," he said quietly, and we started ascending again. "Edward."

"If Edward forgave you, very well then. I can't do it. You used me, you nearly killed your best friend and… then, after months, you decided to hurt me some more," I snapped.

"Ah, Bella. That was all Sam, at your presentation. I think he had lots of fun when Edward started punching me. Again. He's been doing that a lot, lately."

"Because you keep giving him a reason to trash you around."

"Is he really with you?" he asked, after few minutes of silence. We reached my floor.

"Why? Do you think you still have a chance?"

"Honestly, no. I was just curious. I never saw him as the type to settle down if you can say that," Jake laughed.

"You don't know Edward that well, then. What happened last night, anyway?"

"Funny, today is my birthday. The party started at midnight because it was supposed to be a surprise party…"

"Happy birthday, I guess."

"Thanks," he said, grinning. "I told them it wasn't a good idea to have the music so loud and when that Briana girl yelled that she's going after the RA, I stopped the music. A minute later, someone turned it on again. I was helpless. It was comical how Edward came in and zoomed to me, punching me. Again," he explained, laughing. "Then those guys, you saw… locked us in a damn closet. We talked and now everything is clear."

"That's good to know." I sighed in relief. "You know, I always thought you were a good guy."

He grinned and shrugged.

"Bella! I've been loo- Oh…"

I turned to Alice, to see her looking between Jake and me with hawk eyes.

"I'm going to shove Gravel away and have a game with Cullen," Jake told me and went down the stairs.

Alice gaped after him then focused on me. "Why were you talking to him?"

"Shouldn't I ask why are you talking to me?" I sneered and breezed past her.

"Wait, Bella. Last night… it was a misunderstanding."

I snorted and entered my room. Tanya was on her bed with another skank, talking –gossiping – and painting their nails, again. I went to get my shower things.

"I wasn't on Rose's side."

"You weren't talking, either," I noted, still picking stuff.

"Because I wasn't thinking right. Rose had managed to make us all think you wanted that…"

"Nice."

"I'm sorry. I know you didn't do it on propose."

"He didn't do it, either. It was all Sam. That's what he was just telling me," I told her and left the room.

"So Edward pummeled him for nothing?"

"Twice," I said, giggling. "Are you going to shower with me?" I turned and asked her when I saw her with me in the shower.

"Nah. I'll skip." She winked and left.

After my shower, I dried my hair while trying not to listen to Tanya and her skanky friend then went to Edward's room.

"But you have to report that! You were there!" One thing was sure, whoever was in his room, had lungs.

I didn't hear his reply, but the girl's voice shouted again. "Do you want me to have a written complaint?"

"… now, leave," he said calmly, opening the door. I caught only the end of his response. "Five minutes late, Bella," he told me, grinning when he saw me.

"I'm going to the Dean with this because Cope won't listen!" I recognized the girl as the one from last night,. Brenda – I think she said her name was. I realized they were talking about the loud music and the noise from Jake's party.

"You don't have to do anything. It's college, really. He talked with Jacob and he won't do it again." I tried to pacify her.

"You don't know for how many nights I had to endure the loud music! I had had it last night!"

"Look, if he does it again then I will personally take him to the Dean. Okay, Brenda?" I didn't know what the Dean could do about that, but it seemed like a good idea.

She gave me a strange look then glanced at Edward and rolled her eyes. "It's Briana. And okay, I'll take you up to that." She breezed past me.

I bit my lip, mentally slapping myself. I always remembered names.

"It's good to know I'm not the only one with a name problem," Edward chuckled and grabbed his jacket. "Let's go."

He led me to his car. "Where are you taking me?" I wondered. We could have walked to the mall.

"Cinema. We just need to wait a few minutes here," he explained, checking his phone. It looked like he was waiting for something important.

The phone rang and he answered before the first ring could end. "I'm by my car," he said. "Yes, I can see you." He hung up.

I looked around and saw Bob coming to us with two bags. What were they planning?

"I think I got everything. You really should pay me next time."

"I'll think about it," Edward told him, grinning and put the bags in the backseat. "See you."

"Wait, I have something else for you!" Bob said, winking and slipped something in Edward's hand making him groan and punch Bob's arm, quite hard.

Edward went to his side, grumbling, as Bob winked to me and opened my door, bowing. I rolled my eyes. At least, he had manners unlike my date.

"The mall is in the other direction," I said, confused when I saw the route he took.

"Bella, stop complaining. Can't you just close your eyes or something?"

"You're rude, you know that?"

"Jesus!" he groaned loudly, slamming the breaks at a red light.

We stayed quiet for the rest of the drive. I didn't know what to expect; we were going to a devastated part of the city or so it seemed to me. He turned left, not looking for other cars, he looked distracted and that wasn't a good idea since he was driving. The car stopped.

"Ta-da!" Edward exclaimed and turned to me, grinning wildly.

I looked around and saw we were in an open-air cinema. I couldn't believe this. I never thought he'd do this.

"You don't like it?" I realized I hadn't said anything, and he took my silence the worst way.

I turned to him, still trying to pick my jaw from my lap, and threw my arms around him, nearly choking myself, forgetting about the seatbelt. "I love… it!" I had enough presence of mind to choose a safer personal pronoun. I took the seatbelt off and took his head in my hands, pressing my lips to his, shuddering at the feeling of his scruffy jaw.

"I'll listen to Bob more often if this is the reaction I'll get from you," he chuckled and kissed along my neck.

"What are we seeing?" I asked, contemplating if it was wise to crawl in his lap.

"Honestly, I have no idea. I was hoping we won't see anything," he murmured in my ear.

I glanced at the back seat then at him, heat rising to my cheeks.

"What if someone sees us? It's noon, after all."

"I have tinted windows for a reason, Bella."

"Wait, hold it right there!" I pushed his face away to look in his eyes. "Have you done this before?"

"In the car, no," he answered, smirking.

I nodded, relief flooding me. What did he mean, in the car? Had he done it on the car?

Edward started laughing loudly. "You should see your face. Bella, the car was off limits."

"Was?" I echoed him.

"Yes, was. You seem to make me cross my personal bounds. The backseat is pretty big, I think. I can tell you that because I only made out there."

"Let's see." Just as I was about to open the door, he stopped me.

"We're going to be subtle, what everyone else is here. Crawl back, the movie is starting."

I listened to him and caught a glimpse of a black and white picture, it was a classic. I've always wanted to see a classic on the big screen, but Edward naked sounded more… appealing. He joined me and started to take out stuff from the bags.

"Wings or hamburger?" he asked, focused on the inside of the bag in his hand.

"What?" I asked confused, my eyes on the screen. It was Wuthering Heights, the version with Laurence Olivier as Heathcliff.

"What would you eat? Focus, Bella. I'm quite hungry, so choose or I'd eat it all," Edward coaxed, turning my attention to him. He had bags of KFC, Burger King and McDonald's in his lap. He looked like a kid in a candy store, and I couldn't help but laugh at his excitement.

"Coach Shaw will kill you."

"What Coach doesn't know, won't kill him or me. Now, choose," he insisted.

I picked a cheeseburger, fries and a Sprite then returned my attention to the screen.

"That's all? Bella, take more or you won't eat anything else."

"Shh! I love the movie choice. Eat and shut up."

We fell silent and only the crunching of the wings Edward was eating was heard or the sucking noise when we used the straws. It took him roughly half an hour to finish everything, and I was still fighting with my fries and juice.

"Do you really like the movie?" he asked after a few minutes of looking at the screen.

"Yes!" I said excitedly.

"I could rent it or buy or… something," he contemplated, shifting closer to me and moving the hair from my neck, kissing there.

"You ate and now you need the other vital part of a man's life. Sex!" I grumbled, pushing him away, munching on a long fry.

"When you are right, you are right," Edward chuckled, wrapping his arms around my waist and sucking at my neck.

"I'm still eating." I tried to sound stern, but I was losing the battle.

"I ate ten times your helping and you are still praying to that fries."

I giggled at his annoyance. I could play hard to get since he had declined me in the past. He had changed so much that he was declining sex. I giggled at that thought.

"You're giggling a lot today. Are you turning into a girly girl?" Edward teased, biting my ear lobe.

"I am a girl and you are incredibly annoying today!" I moaned, pushing him away again.

"And I am a boy!" he hissed in my ear. "I've gone nearly four months without a release."

"Do you want me to believe that?" I asked half joking. I couldn't let myself believe that.

He looked at me sheepishly; I knew he couldn't keep it in his pants. "I might have… you know? I took matters in my hand if I could say that, but I haven't been with anyone after that day we had been together in December," he explained, gulping hard and watching my reaction.

"You haven't been with anyone all those months?" It was hard to believe, although I loved the idea.

"I couldn't be with any other girl, not even if I wanted, which I didn't. I guess, I learned a thing or two from that failure," Edward admitted, and rested his cheek on my back. "Did I even actually apologize for what I have done?" he murmured.

"I don't know if you apologized. Probably in the hospital," I whispered and turned to him, hugging him tightly. I didn't want to think of that time, I had nearly lost him.

"Let me apologize," he murmured, returning his attention to my neck. "I would never hurt you like that," he vowed and scarped his teeth on my throat then his fingers went under my shirt.

His fingers were cold and sticky from the many wet tissues he had used to cleanse the grease from his fingers. I pushed my food aside and tried to get his shirt up only to have him shake his head. I was confused, didn't he want this? I lifted my arms, bumping my fingers in the roof of the car, to help him take my shirt off then he claimed my mouth in a hot kiss as he unclasped my bra with skilled fingers. I didn't want to think of why he had skilled fingers and I tried again to take the shirt off his body.

"Will you stop trying to undress me? I'm trying to be a good boyfriend and apologize and you want to get me naked."

My head was swirling with his words, but only one thing registered. Boyfriend.

"What did you just say?" I asked, breathless. Edward turned to look at me and quirked an eyebrow. "You said… are you my boyfriend?" I choked up on my words.

"Silly Bella," he chuckled. My heart twisted and my conscience scowled at me. Yes, that is what I was. Silly. Silly for believing that he could think of having a relationship. "Bella? I hope those are happy tears." I haven't even realized I was crying.

"Why would they be happy?" I had managed to ruin our time.

He sighed frustrated and ran a hand through his messy hair. "I should have done it the traditional way."

"Huh?" He wasn't making sense. I sniffed and saw him swallowing thickly then taking my face in his cold, sticky hands.

"It may be too early, I haven't paid that much attention to what you said in the autumn, if I am honest. What I meant to say is… will you be my girl?"

I was sure this wasn't the standard way to ask someone such a thing. I mean, I was half-naked and he was aroused for all I could feel in my thigh. I looked in his eyes, wanting to see the truth there. To my surprise, he was sincere and he looked a little worried when I didn't answer fast enough.

"Ermm I guess." I shrugged, feeling self-conscious.

"You guess?" Edward asked, panicked.

"Do you want the full answer? Yes, I would love to be your girl?"

"That's better." He chuckled, sighing in relief. A huge grin formed on his lips. "Really? Are you saying yes?"

"I am. Why, did you doubt me?"

"I never know what you think and it's hard to read you. For instance, when you said that you guessed, I thought that I had screwed up somehow and you wouldn't w-"

I claimed his lips in a deep kiss, effectively shutting him up. I couldn't believe what he had asked. I was waiting for the reality to slap me in the face and wake me up.

Edward Cullen had come a long way from that first day I met him, through the unfortunate deal, to this moment. And to prove to me he could get any more perfect, he said, "Maybe we should stop. This is not a way I want to be with you. You deserve a bed and flowers and all that girly stuff."

Now, my tears were falling freely, and he looked at a loss. But he fought his demons and raised a shaky hand to brush away my tears.

"If you'd let me… I could take care of you," he whispered, kissing my cheek, sucking on a teardrop. I didn't understand him, but he acted without waiting for my answer. His lips traveled down my throat to my breasts, where he paid great attention to my perky nipples, driving me crazy. His hands made fast work of my jeans and panties then he was on the floor, between my legs, looking up at me, warily.

I stroked his hair and nodded, not sure what I was agreeing with. His soft kisses started at my navel then traveled down to my womanhood, where he pressed a kiss and inhaled sharply, moaning. He couldn't be serious! I was sure, I wasn't smelling that good. Before I could protest, his tongue licked me once. I shuddered, my head falling back on the headrest and I groaned loudly. Edward took my clit in his mouth and sucked, his hands holding my hips. I trashed under him, the sensations being too much for my body, but he didn't stop. When his tongue joined the sucking, I convulsed, tensed and squirmed. Something was happening inside my body and I was trying to reject the feeling, it was too strong.

"Shh, try to keep quiet," Edward murmured against my clit, sending vibrations through my tormented woman bits. I moaned louder still, tangling my hands in his hair, pressing his face into me, hoping I wasn't asphyxiating him. He flicked his tongue at my entrance then slowly eased it inside me, groaning and nuzzling my curls with his nose. It was too much for me. I buckled my hips in his face, tugging at his hair, yelling his name as I came in his mouth.

When I came down from my orgasm, Edward was still between my legs, his cheek pressed on the inside of my thigh. "How are you feeling?" he asked, smiling crookedly.

It took me a few seconds to find my voice. "You're amazing, sweet, wonderful, charming and I had never felt so good in my life."

"We'll have to leave the car if you keep boosting my ego." He chuckled and pressed his lips to my inner thigh making my stomach muscles clench. Was that possible? I had just had a mind-blowing orgasm!

"Come here, I want to reciprocate." I grasped his bicep and tugged him up.

"That's not necessary."

"You must be uncomfortable," I said gently, watching the huge bulge in his jeans.

"A little," he admitted and came to sit next to me. "You don't have to do this."

"Shut up, Cullen," I groaned and worked on his jeans. "Lift your ass." He complied, watching me amused.

"If you are going to do this then, at least, please, don't sit on the floor," he begged.

I freed him from his boxers then took him in my hand, moving my hand slowly, unsure of what to do. I had forgotten how big, thick and smooth he was. I leaned forward and licked the velvety head earning a hiss from Edward. I moved to lick around, wetting him, imagining eating a Popsicle. They'd never taste the same, I'm sure. He was salty, musky and somehow sweet – a weird combination, but perfect. It was so Edward… I decided to take him in my mouth and test my gag reflex. When I looked up, I was shocked and angry until I saw the smirk.

My Edward was helping himself with my fries and watching me bored. I scraped my teeth over the sensitive skin, and he choked on the fries. Serves him right for playing games with me when I did this for the first time.

"Oh fuuucck!" he growled, gripping the driver's chair, his hips rising unconsciously. "Jesus, Bella… Ohh!" I smirked internally and doubled my efforts, successfully not gagging. "Shit! I'm fucking coming! Move away," he ordered as his head fell with a thud against the window. I didn't move, but snaked my hand to his sack and touched it, uncertain of what to do. "BELLA!" he roared, and his hot semen squirted in my mouth. I gulped it all and licked him clean.

As he recovered, I watched, fascinated, as his cock turned flaccid. His chest rose and fell irregularly and after a few minutes, he opened his eyes. I saw his teeth sinking in his lower lip as if preventing some words from being said.

"I'm sorry for my little stunt," he chose to say, smirking cockily.

"I honestly thought I was rubbish and I was truly boring you," I admitted.

"It was fucking hard to keep up pretense, but it was worth seeing your face."

"You'd never learn when to stop," I moaned.

He shrugged and engaged me in a heated kiss that made me turn three shades of red at the thought of where our lips had previously been.

"Movie?" he asked, as if just remembering where we were.

We turned to the screen just in time to see the credits rolling and burst in laughter.

"I loved the movie, we should come again," he encouraged, shifting to pull his pants up. Something fell from his pocket and attracted my attention. A new box of condoms was on the floor.

"Fucking Gravel!" he grumbled and snatched them, pocketing them.

"Was that what he gave you?"

"Yeah. Motherfucker."

I laughed and continued to get dressed then we crawled in the front seats, and we started back to the campus.

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