Super short note- this one's long! MWAH!

T.H.E. (The Hardest Ever) by will. i. am

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Chapter 9: Hello, my name is Edward Cullen

EPOV

"Edward, you have to go to school tomorrow."

I felt the tightening in an automatic response. I had avoided her for days. And just the mention of school had my body strung tight again in anticipation. I had been doing so well, down to eight times a day again, albeit every one of those times had a certain brunette starring in the visuals.

But then again I had hidden in my room the entire weekend, so it stood to reason that I was only fooling myself with hiding.

"Is something going on at school?" Carlisle asked from his desk.

I swallowed and shook my head, struggling to look up at him. He believed me more when I could look him in the eye.

"Esme said you were more distant this weekend than usual," he started.

"I'm not struggling with anything at school," I deflected. "I just didn't feel well. I'll go. I'll try."

Same empty promise. Same probable outcome.

I'd be in the bathroom in between classes, cock in hand.

Thinking of her.

"I brought you some medicine to try, Edward."

I looked up at him in shock. This was new.

"No way," I replied gruffly. I wasn't going to become some mindless limpdick.

He nodded and looked down at the papers, effectively hiding his reaction from me.

"It would make things less stressful for everyone," he murmured and looked up at me with pained eyes.

"I didn't ask you to help me," I breathed.

I had been fine before he knew.

I think.

"I just care about your well being, Edward," he maintained. "This activity will only hurt you as you get older."

I remained silent. It never worked well if I argued.

"Whatever is going on at school, we can work through it. If it's a girl we need to discuss it. Perhaps putting you in school was a bad idea."

I stood at his remark, feeling the subject getting way too close to the subject of Bella for me to continue this conversation.

"It's nothing to do with school," I grumbled and escaped to my room, searching out my IPod to drown my thoughts to angry music. I had hoped to talk to Carlisle about seeing his friend, but his idea of pulling me from school altogether made me lose any courage in asking for help.

I refused to think I had issues that would force me away from her.

"Hey, Edward."

I looked over at my door, grimacing when I noticed my brother, Emmett standing there.

"What?" I asked irritably. I didn't have any patience for my over exuberant jockhead brother.

It's not like we ran in the same social circles. If he didn't come and sit at dinner with us, I'd never know he was my brother.

"You going to school tomorrow?" he whispered loudly from the door.

Eyeing him cautiously, I nodded. His face broke out in a shit-eating grin and he tapped on the doorframe hard.

"I'll know to stay out of the bathroom stalls then!" he cackled and tossed me a small bottle, disappearing before I could throw it back at him.

He still held a grudge against me for having to move here.

Not that he was doing poorly. He was on the football team and he had his pick of who he could bang. He had sex anytime he wanted, with no evaluations from the good doctor.

Fucker.

Of course, Carlisle also thought Emmett was a good boy.

Emmett had done more than I had ever done. He was fucking the head cheerleader now and I heard she liked it rough.

Asshole.

I looked down at the bottle and shrugged.

It was the Intense crap. The kind that had menthol or whatever that made it more… intense.

Whatever.

I was out of lube anyway.

And I had a feeling I'd need it tomorrow.

A few times.

No matter how hard I fought against it, I doubted I would be able to refuse my urges once I saw her again.

Sure enough, I seemed to cross Bella's path on several occasions during the course of the day.

As soon as I pulled in Monday morning, my mood dark and my music darker, I stepped out of my car to see her disappearing into the school, her face in profile to me. I took a deep breath and struggled to remain out of the bathroom.

It lasted only until second period when I saw her walking towards the History classrooms.

She was laughing and talking with the Webber girl. I liked her laughter.

She was wearing those jeans again.

I noticed Newton checking out her ass just as I did.

The idea of him touching her fine ass and not me made me see red and my next session was a little more forceful than usual. I was late to class, but I didn't care. In my mind I had flattened Newton out cold and then took Bella furiously in front of everyone against her locker.

That should have lasted me until Biology.

But again just before fourth period as she followed behind Lauren and Jessica like a timid rabbit, I jerked off to images of her in a white dress as I dirtied her up in the woods against a tree.

I was starting to feel the abuse I was subjecting myself to.

So I made a solemn pledge I'd keep my hand off my dick until after Biology.

Until after I talked with her.

And maybe even touched her.

I wondered if her skin was as soft as it looked.

Did she use lotion? Is that why she smelled so good?

Was her hot?

I wasn't helping matters as I thought on these things as I shuffled into the lunchroom, intent on eating my lunch and ignoring the pain in my jeans.

That was the plan at least.

And then she had to walk in.

Oblivious to me as she glided to the lunch line and started fingering the fruit.

I couldn't take it anymore when I saw her pick up the banana and hold it firmly in her hand as she clutched it to her breast. It fit well there.

I wanted to be that banana.

Thrusting.

Fuck.

Who needs to eat anyway?

I found myself back in the bathroom, struggling to come quickly so I could wait for her in the class. But I was harder than I had been in a long time, and knowing I'd see her in a few minutes made it more difficult. I closed my eyes and imagined her again in the lunch line, only this time she was looking at me and teasing me with that banana, her eyes dark with lust as she took it into her mouth.

Deep.

"Ohhh, yeah."

I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth, trying to concentrate. Her tongue on the tip, just before she took it in, her eyes closing as she enjoyed how deeply she could take it. And then it wasn't a piece of fucking fruit, it was me and she was humming and twisting her mouth around me super tight.

Slick and hot and fuck so tight.

"Fuck yeah."

"Edward?"

My eyes shot open, my hand stilled on my cock and I tried to hold my breath, but the burn in my lungs only made me cough.

"Fuck man, again?"

Fucking Emmett.

"Leave me alone, Emmett. I'm trying to take a dump in peace," I growled, hearing how pathetic my voice sounded.

It sounded like I had run a marathon, it was so breathless.

"Dude, whatever. But you were moaning. Get some fiber in your system. Or did you forget the lube?"

I shoved myself back into my pants and readjusted, making sure my sweatshirt was hiding anything before I flushed and threw open the door, scowling at my brother. He merely grinned and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"Fuck off, Emmett," I groused and busied myself with washing my hands.

"Just looking out for you man. You don't need Carlisle getting a phone call from the principal because of your frequent visits," he said, chuckling and shaking his head.

"I've barely been in today, asshole," I mumbled and scrubbed a little harder. The new lube took longer to get off.

Maybe that was why I was taking so long.

"Whatever, man. Don't make it so we have to move again. I'm liking this school. There's some hotties here," he said and wiggled his eyebrows at me.

I grunted and pushed past him just as the bell rang.

So much for a quick yank to get me through Biology.

Because I only felt myself stiffen more as soon as I stepped into the classroom.

Because the object of my obsession was sitting there, watching me.

Hands tucked securely in my pockets; I crossed the room, her eyes tracking me like a tiger does a deer.

Since when did girls become so predatory?

Those dark eyes reminded me of my fantasy moments before and my cock twitched at the memory.

I swallowed and sat down carefully beside her, watching in agony as she licked her lips and turned towards me. I looked at the clock, cursing myself for getting here so early. I was going to have to talk.

Fuck. I wasn't ready.

Ok, like I practiced. Simple words. No touching.

"Um, sorry I didn't introduce myself" I murmured, trying hard to keep my eyes on her face and not on her suddenly heaving chest. "I'm Edward Cullen."

"Bella," she whispered, her voice like honey. I felt that tingling tightness like just before I come clench at my stomach.

Fuck, could I come by her voice?

Absolutely. Especially if was screaming my name.

"You were gone," she continued softly and opened up her notebook, looking away shyly.

"Um, yeah. I was sick. Sorry," I replied lamely.

I grunted softly, not sure why I was apologizing. Her small smile made it worth it.

"So," I started, trying to make conversation.

"So," she repeated and nodded her head, a little nervous before she cleared her throat and pulled out some papers. "Um, I took notes for you. I don't know. Mitosis is pretty easy."

I had been watching her lips as she spoke, full and slightly moist as she had licked them.

And her voice, soft and melodic, made my body shiver.

I wished she would say my name.

Why was she looking at me funny?

"Thanks," I replied and reached out to take the notes from her hand.

I tried not to touch her, but her fingers were there. And I needed it like air. They were scorching hot against my own as I brushed over them. She stifled a little noise, like a gasp and withdrew her hand quickly.

I just wanted to grab her hand and shove it in my pants.

In front of everyone and enjoy how fast she could make me come.

"All right! Project announcements!" Mr. Banner exclaimed from the front of the class, startling both of us. I cleared my throat and turned away from her, trying to concentrate on Mr. Banner.

I needed a distraction in the worst way.

But after having touched her, my hand itched to do it again.

And again.

Everywhere.

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AN: he can't quit her. And don't worry. I haven't forgotten counseling for him..

Got a nasty song you think will work for these kids? Let me know, I got Itunes cards to spend!

I'll try to update again today. Working late today.

MWAH! And thanks for reading!

steph