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

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PS1: For those that don't know, I posted outtakes for this story. It's about Edward. And I'm working on more outtakes right now.

PS2: There is a new picture on my FB profile with the house. And one about the clothe sin this chapter. :)

How I ended up pressed against a tree in the middle of a summer rain had an easy answer: Edward.

How my panties ended up in my mouth while he was moving inside me was still an enigma. It had happened too quickly for me to process it. One moment he was kissing and groping me then the next, we were having hot, urgent sex against the tree.

After coming to my senses, I shoved my panties in his dress shirt's pocket and wrapped my legs tightly around his waist. He groaned, sucking at my neck. My fingers wrapped in his wet locks, tugging at them.

Edward brought his mouth on mine. I could taste him combined with the taste of rain and it was enough to make my head swirl and stomach tighten. I tried keeping pace with him, but I was afraid to move my back against the tree. The dress was surely shredded.

He filled me to the hilt then just rocked his hips slowly. My head fell back and I opened my eyes in time to see a huge lightening bolt light the sky, followed by a loud thunder.

I couldn't help the giggles that escaped me. We were in the middle of a storm, having sex. How…us! Edward glanced at me, grinning.

"I love you," he murmured, kissing up and down my neck.

"I love you more." I brought his face to me, kissing him hungrily. I could feel my muscles clamping around his member then I was coming harder than ever. Maybe it was the thrill of being out or just the way we had just done it. Edward stilled, letting his forehead fall on my shoulder as he shuddered, his hand gripping my hip. I felt him coming inside me. People that invented the condom were geniuses.

We stood there, clinging to each other, getting soaked for a few minutes, regaining our breathing. Edward was the first to move. He lowered my legs to the ground, carefully, before rolling off the condom and tucking himself back in his slacks. He looked around, squinting through the sheets of rain then headed off somewhere.

"Hey! Where are you going?" I shouted, trying to keep up with him. My heels kept sinking in the wet ground. He was next to a trash bin. Oh, right.

"I think…we should head to my room. If we return to the party now…everyone will know we were up to no good," he said softly, stroking my cheek with the back of his finger.

I felt my blush spreading down my neck and possibly my chest too. Glancing back, I gasped loudly, realizing which tree had supported our lovemaking. It was our tree. Edward seemed to realize it too because he got a dreamy smile.

"I'd like to do something totally cheesy," he told me.

"Like run all the way back to the arena?"

He shook his head, pursing his lips. "Like…write our initials on the tree trunk."

My heart took off upon hearing the romantic thought. "Won't we get in trouble?"

"There's no one around…"

"Do you have a knife or something at you?"

He gave me a stern look then looked down. At my feet.

"No way!" I shouted. "Not with my heels."

"Come on, Bella."

"It's the thought that counts," I whispered.

He sighed, raising his eyes but getting sidetracked by my see-through white dress before finally settling his intense green gaze on me. "Please. I really want to do it."

"You're not using my heels! You'll destroy them."

"I will not. And you don't even like heels."

"I have to walk back," I hinted. I couldn't believe we were fighting about this. Again, it sounded just like something we'd do.

"I'll carry you back. It's not like it will be the first time."

"Edward," I said through greeted teeth. "Give up."

"Never!"

I caught him behind the ears and smashed my lips on his. He staggered a little, probably shocked, but once he got his wits, he sneaked his tongue in my mouth.

"I love it when you're angry. You're so sexy," he whispered against my lips.

"Now I know why you love to annoy me."

He chuckled, pecking my lips again. "Okay, no tree writing. Let's go." He grabbed his jacket that had fallen at some point on the ground, slung it over his shoulder, wrapped his other arm around my waist bringing me impossibly close to him and started walking toward our building.

It was then when I realized this was the last time here. My eyes began to sting and my throat went dry and started burning. It wasn't long before I burst in tears.

"Hey, hey. What's wrong?" he asked worried, stopping and turning me in his arms.

I tried talking but I ended up choking on my words. Finally, after a few attempts, I told him what was wrong and he nodded understandingly.

"How about we go back for a few more songs? I heard that at midnight it will be a good time."

I nodded, not really caring what people would think when they saw us. We walked back inside the arena holding hands and laughing. There was an eerily silence when people saw us then everyone started talking.

"Well, look at you! We were just wondering where you've disappeared." Emmett came to us, grinning.

"We took a shower," Edward answered, throwing me a smirk.

"Oh my God! You killed the dress!" Alice shrieked as I wrapped myself better in Edward's jacket to conceal what was underneath it. I remembered about my panties in his see-through shirt just when Bob asked what was there. Edward froze and ran a hand through his hair. It was like he had shouted that my panties were there.

"Oh, shit! I win! You went out for a quickie!" he exclaimed for everyone to hear.

Best way to end college. We'll be remembered as the people who couldn't live without copping a feel.

Edward's face was pink and I was sure mine was crimson. Bob didn't seem to notice. He kept joking about our disappearance.

"Shut the fuck up!" Edward snapped at him. "It's not like that!"

"I know, I'm sorry," Bob said sorrowfully. "It was a longie, but that doesn't sound right."

Edward pounced. I was a second too late to catch his shirt, but it would have probably torn at how soaked it was.

The DJ seemed to be the only person not to care of what was happening and announced that he was going to play the last three songs of the night. Maybe he was blind. Or deaf. Or both.

The first song was Unforgettable by Nat and Natalie Cole. Edward hissed something to Bob then grabbed my hand and lead me to a dark spot. I couldn't complain.

"This should be the theme for tonight," I laughed.

"It's not like I could forget anything about tonight." Edward rolled his eyes, hugging me tightly and swaying slightly.

Then Inevitable by Anberlin came on. I was sure the Eighties pattern had gone wrong.

I wanna break every clock
The hands of time could never move again
We could stay in this moment (stay in this moment)
For the rest of our lives
Is it over now hey, hey, is it over now

I wanna be your last, first kiss
That you'll ever have
I wanna be your last, first kiss

"This…this sounds like…" Edward cleared his throat. "It could be…sort of…our song."

I giggled at how wound up he was. "Yes, it fits too well. But I love Fall for You even more."

He smiled, kissing me.

Is it over now hey, hey, is it over now
Is it over how hey, hey, it's not over now

I wanna be your last, first kiss
That you'll ever have (that you'll ever have)
I wanna be your last, first love (that you'll ever have)
Till you're lying here beside me with arms and eyes open wide
I wanna be your last, first kiss for all time

"You're my first kiss and you'll be the last."

"You're the first girl I loved…and you'll be the last."

I squeezed my eyes so I wouldn't cry. "Oh, God! How do I look?" I asked, worried I resembled a zombie with my mascara all over my face.

"Drowned like a rat. Don't worry. I still find you attractive."

That's when the last song came on. Van Morrison. I sagged in Edward's arms, hugging him tightly. He hugged me back, mouthing the lyrics in my ear.

Little Jimmy's gone way out of the back streets
Out of the window, into the falling rain,
And he's right on time, right on time.
That's why broken arrow waved his finger
Down the road so dark and narrow
In the evening just before the Sunday six bells chime
And way out on the highway
All the dogs are barkin' way down below
And you wander away from your hillside retreated view
Went to wanderin' Northbridge way out on the railroad
Together all the tipping trucks will unload
All the scrapbooks built together stuck with glue
And I'll stand beside you, beside you

I let my tears fall, running my hand over his tie as I focused on his voice. This was one of the songs I'd love to hear him sing to me.

Oh child to never wonder why
To never, never, never, never wonder why at all
Never never never never wonder why at all

I sniffed, burrowing my face in his shirt. It was too much. It was really hitting me.

College was over.

We had to start our lives.

We were going to move away.

Live together.

For the first time, I realized why Renée was so worried.

Moving together was big.

Living together turned into marriage most times.

Marriage.

I looked up at Edward who was watching me with that expression…that said you're the most important thing in my life.

"Are we going to get married?" I blurted out.

He stopped dancing just as the song ended and frowned, taking my hands in his. "Do you want to?"

Why wasn't he as freaked out as me? I couldn't believe what I had asked. I nodded and shrugged and shook my head at the same time which made him laugh.

"Well, if you really want that…you better catch the bouquet."

"Are you serious? I didn't want to ask that…it sort of…came out of its own accord," I mumbled.

He raised my chin with his finger. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you…and I'll do whatever you want."

As we leaned to kiss, We Are the Champions blared through the audio system and the guys from the team snatched Edward away. When he was on Emmett's shoulders, he shouted something about being wet which made everyone laugh.

I was sure we'd end up sick after our little escapade in the cold rain, but I wouldn't change it even if I could.

Emmett seemed to understand the meaning of Edward's words because he let him down, complaining that his shirt was wet. Served him right. Somehow, Edward ended up with the microphone in the center of the court. He tapped a finger to the head of the mic, wondering if it was working then he laughed when everyone heard him.

"Okay, so I'm not sure what I have to say… but what I'm sure is that I'm going to really miss college life." There was a murmur of agreement. "If we could stay in this moment forever, it will be amazing. Not ageing, not having problems, not going to work, you know?" His eyes met mine and a big smile formed on his face. He extended his hand, crooking a finger and beckoning me to his side. I stumbled there, turning as red as my poor deceased truck. "But you know?" Edward continued, wrapping an arm around my waist. "Getting old next to someone you love doesn't sound that bad." He smiled at me. "I have to thank UW for the best years of my life and of course to the Huskies team and Coach Shaw," he added loudly, looking around for him. "Thank you, Coach, for everything," he said softly looking at Shaw, who was nodding, moved by Edward's words.

Then a bark was heard and before Edward could hand the mic away, Spot was on top of him, licking his face religiously and wriggling his tail. Edward hugged him and if I wasn't mistaken, he kissed Spot's head. Yuck!

After that, everyone started filling out and I was saddened again. Edward went to Shaw to talk to him, all the while staying crouched and petting Spot.

Alice and Rose were at my side, grinning. "I was so sure he was going to ask you!"

I gave Alice a look, but didn't say anything. I still couldn't believe what I had said earlier.

"Ready to go?" Edward asked, appearing behind me and hugging me to his chest.

"Yeah, I can't wait to abuse of your shower, one more time."

"You and me both. I feel a cold coming." He kissed side of my neck.

"I'm going to hurt you if you get sick now!" Alice threatened us. "Go, go! Take a warm shower, change your clothes and get in bed."

"You're so damn pushy," Edward grumbled.

Outside was drizzling lightly. We walked in silence. The sound of my heels hitting the pavement or the puddles was the only sound around and it was annoying. Halfway there, I groaned loudly and stopped, gripping on Edward's forearm for leverage, bent my left leg up in the air as I snatched the offensive sandal then repeated the process to the other foot. He watched me amused.

"What?" I mouthed, swinging the sandals to my side, stomping toward our building. Much better.

"You could get sick, you know that?" he asked, catching up with me in a few long strides. He took me in his arms. "I don't want you sick."

I sighed, nodding. I knew I could get sick from the cold and I didn't want to experience pain down there considering my monthly friend was approaching.

Once in his room, I went to the bathroom and filled the tub with hot water then shed my dress, sinking in the water. It was pure heaven.

"Make some room," Edward whispered, appearing inside the bathroom, shivering. I scooted back a little and he jumped in front of me, moaning. "Ah, it's so fucking hot, but it's good."

I wrapped my arms around him and we stayed there, getting warm until the water turn cold. We showered and rushed to the bed, getting under the throw that was spread on his bed. We snuggled, Edward spooning me as we wrapped in the throw. It was a good thing we hadn't dressed because body heat started working its wonder soon enough.

"Wake up."

I moaned when I heard him. When I didn't move, he started shaking my shoulder.

"You have to get up, come on."

"Later," I mumbled, bringing the throw to my chest and snuggling better under it.

"Bella!" Edward shouted, ripping the throw off me. I screamed, glaring at him.

"I'm freezing."

"I can tell," he answered, smirking. Shit. My traitor nipples were pointing out.

I got out of the bed, grabbed my clothes and locked myself in the bathroom. Once I was done, I left with my toothbrush in hand.

Edward was already dressed, waiting for me on the bed. "Did you get mine too?"

"No, I didn't know if you brushed your teeth."

"I did before I woke you up." He rushed to grab his toothbrush while I took in the bare room. I was sure going to miss this.

"Think about it like this. We're going to start a new phase of our lives soon," Edward whispered, wrapping his arms around me, nuzzling my neck.

"Yeah, you're right. Let's leave the keys."

We carried the last bags to his car then went to Mrs. Cope. It felt like a lifetime ago when I was pleading her to take me off the RA program. Edward did most of the talking, giving her our keys. He kept nodding and smiling, I wasn't really paying attention to what they were talking. Before I knew it, we said goodbye and went to his car.

I had finally called the car service to collect my truck, last week. When they told me they were going to use it as scrap iron by taking it to pieces, I burst in tears. Edward had looked amused, but he tried to be a good sport and be on my side. It didn't have the wanted effect when he kept chuckling under his breath.

We found Jasper leaning against the side of Edward's car with coffee in his hands. I squealed and rushed to him, feeling really silly.

"I love you, you know that, Jazz?" I grabbed a cup of coffee and kissed his cheek.

"Good morning to you too, Bella." He smiled.

"Where are the others?" Edward asked, joining us.

"Already left. Alice wanted to discuss the wedding. She went as far as to have Emmett wear his iPod. So I have to ride with you," he explained.

"Oh, I thought you were going home," Edward responded, shrugging and opening the back door. "Hop in. Just push the boxes to the other side."

"Ah, I wanted to be shotgun."

"Don't even think about it," I snapped playfully, opening the passenger's door and sliding inside.

Jasper scowled at me before turning to Edward. "We should stop somewhere to grab something to eat."

"I know."

Our stop was at KFC from where Jasper returned to the car with three bags of grease. Edward was still nursing his coffee when Jasper started rummaging through the box.

"Fuck, man! Give me something here," he groaned, turning to his friend.

I slapped his hand away, grabbing a bag from the backseat. "You drive. I'll feed you."

By the third hot wing, it got messy, but no one really cared. We stuffed ourselves with the unhealthy food. I knew Edward had stepped wrong a couple of times, but I didn't know about Jasper. He looked like he hadn't tasted grease in a very long time.

By the time we arrived to Port Angeles, we were sated and Jasper had passed out in the back seat. Lucky him. Apparently, shotgun wasn't allowed to snooze. Every time I closed my eyes, Edward poked me, probably getting off on it.

Esme greeted us with her motherly love, hugging and kissing us. After talking about the end of the year, we had dinner where Esme explained that she had to go to Carlisle in Seattle for a few days. Alice started whining that she wanted to go too because there were still things to do for the wedding. We had just left the city! Jasper and Rose decided to take an early flight home and in the end, they were the only ones to accompany Esme. Alice and Emmett were saying goodbye to their fiancés, while Esme was saying goodbye to us.

"Oh, you wouldn't believe who your father bumped into yesterday before he left!"

Edward shrugged, cringing. Ah, the past coming back to bite him in the ass?

"It was Sylvia. She's back in town apparently. John's been talking about it nonstop for the past month," she explained, smiling.

"Sylvia Silverstone?" Edward asked in a high voice I didn't recognize.

"The one and only."

"Oh, I see. Um, she hasn't visited?" I could tell he was nervous for some reason. Was she some ex-girl that he had dumped?

"I thought I told you. She went with a scholarship to Northwestern. She just finished pre-med, and decided that she wants to become a nurse practitioner. You should hang out now that she's in town."

"She lives in Chicago?" Edward almost shouted.

Uh huh. I didn't like at all how this sounded. The others were suddenly paying attention too.

"Oh, right. Chicago. Yes, she lives there." Esme nodded. "We have to go. I hate driving in the dark. Be good and-"

"Don't talk to strangers, don't accept candy from creepy guys, don't open the door to unknown persons…" Emmett supplied, smirking.

"Smart ass," Rosalie grumbled, slapping him.

Esme shook her head, smiling. "I was aiming for be good and don't get into trouble."

We laughed at Emmett, but I could tell Edward was troubled by this Sylvia person. I didn't want to ask and be that nosy kind of girlfriend, but I was really curious.

Esme kissed us and as she was on her way to the car, I sneezed loudly. Alice huffed, glaring at me.

"Some tea and aspirin will be just fine, dear," Esme told me before ducking in the car.

Uh...don't throw with stone before you see the next chapter. I promised no drama, I'll keep that promise. :)