 Chapter Six:Warning: this chapter contains graphic sexual descriptions. Reader discretion is advised. Intended for a mature audience only. (18+)I woke up an hour before I usually did and started to plan. Breakfast... breakfast... what the hell can I cook for a quick and portable breakfast? I stumbled down to the kitchen, everyone else still asleep. I had no idea what to start with. My mom cooked most of my food, so I had to admit that I was totally spoiled. But, she was a fantastic cook, and she liked doing it. I sighed as I began to look through the cabinets. Cans, jars, boxes, bags, and other packages were just blending together. I shoved my glasses back up my nose. I hadn't realized they had been sliding. This just isn’t working. Coffee, that's what I needed. Lots of extremely dark, very sugary coffee. Now, how the fuck do you work the coffee machine? I was not a morning person. At all. Day star bad. Very very bad. After about five minutes, I remembered how to work the overly complicated machine and started brewing some coffee for myself. And even though I had taken a shower the night before, I decided to take another to wake my ass up. I turned the water up on high, making it as hot as possible before stepping in. Hissing and cursing, I finally got used to the water. The burn was a bit shocking, but it felt good. When I got out of the shower five minutes later, my skin was fiery red. I hoped it would go away quickly. I threw my pajamas back on so I wouldn't get my clothes dirty if I did actually cook. If I couldn't figure out anything out in the next ten minutes, I decided I would just go to someplace and pick it up. That would have been easier in the end. Probably safer, too. Pouring myself some coffee, I took a long drag from the mug. I knew most people didn't agree with kids drinking coffee, but I knew I was addicted. It all started when I was fourteen and started playing some games a bit more competitively. I drained my mug in about two minutes then fixed another. My brain was finally starting to kick in again, so I went to the cabinets once again. I looked through, not really sure what to do until I saw two packages. Perfect. I flicked on the oven and pulled out a couple of bowls and all the things I would need to make my treats. It was perfect. I was just pulling the baking trays out of the oven when Emmett and my mom came in. She was already perfectly dressed for the day. He looked like he got ran over by a train, his normal state in the morning. He wasn't a morning person, either. “What are you doing?” Emmett asked with a curious expression as he pulled the jug of orange juice out of the fridge. I could already tell that he wasn't going to bother with a cup until our mother shot him a wicked look. He sighed and stumbled over to the cabinets, pulling out the biggest glass he could find. “Cooking. What does it look like?” I asked him sarcastically, fanning the muffins off with the oven mitt. I wanted to pull them out of the tray so I could pack them up for the day. "And why exactly are you cooking, princess?" Emmett smirked at me. I heard my mother click her tongue in annoyance at his attitude over her mug of coffee. She might have been well dressed, but she wasn't a morning person, either. Alice was the only morning person among us. “Bella. We decided to have breakfast together this morning,” I explained to him. “Wow, you're so pussy whipped already,” he snorted after draining his juice and pouring himself another glass. Mom should have just let him drink from the jug. It would have been less to clean. He was such an animal sometimes. “Emmett?” My mom called in a sugary sweet voice. I just snickered to myself. Her response was bound to be interesting. “Yes?” He said, looking over the top of my head. “If I hear you say that phrase again I will beat you with my Jimmy Choos and then make you pay to replace them. Got me?” She said in the most seriously frightening voice. I loved my mom. "Yes, ma'am," he said, slouching slightly at being talked to that way. It was hilarious. He was such a kid still. I put four muffins on a plate. Two each of blueberry and two of banana nut. "Here, Mom. I made you and dad some breakfast," I said as I handed them to her with a huge smile. I wasn't planning on doing that exactly, but I did have too many muffins for two people. “Aw, thank you, sweetie. That is so sweet of you,” she said before kissing my forehead and rubbing her hand through my hair, surely making it wilder. “Hey! Where are my muffins?” Emmett pouted. "Why don't you make your own, princess?" I asked, popping the rest into a plastic container. He growled at me, and I growled back at him before putting the box under my arm. I was not letting the thing out of my sight. I knew my brother. There would be none left by the time he was done. I was not having that. “Suck up,” he muttered under his breath as I walked out of the kitchen. “Neanderthal,” I replied back, going up the stairs just in time to run into Alice. “Oh! Hey! Um, just to let you know... I'm leaving early today. So, if you want to ride you better hurry up, okay?” “What's the rush?” She asked in confusion. “Meeting Bella,” I told her with a shrug. "Figures. You find a woman, and you leave us all behind. Guess it's payback though." She smiled at me playfully. "Ah, well- no. Not actually. I was wondering if you and Jasper would like to sit with Bella and me this afternoon at lunch. Let's just say that it totally didn't work out at her old table," I explained with a shrug. "I was going to see if Ben wanted to as well, and she was going to ask Angela to sit with us if she wanted to." “Want me to see if Rose and Em want to as well?” She asked happily. "Rose, sure. Emmett only if you can make him not behave like a savage," I warned her. Alice only giggled and smiled. “Got it. Well, you go ahead. I'll hitch a ride from Emmett. He doesn't have practice today. Besides, I'll have to hurry on home to help Mom with the dinner thing tonight. She's really excited.” I sighed heavily as I began to walk up the stairs, “I figured.” “It won't be so bad, Eddie,” Alice called to me when she reached the bottom of the stairs. “I wish I could believe you,” I muttered under my breath as I went to my to get dressed. I wanted to get there as early as was possible. I got dressed as quickly as I could, trying to find something a bit nicer. It almost felt like a breakfast date. God. A date. I really needed to take her on a real one. I would have to ask her about that later. I wondered briefly if she would want to go out on Friday night. Maybe we could go to a movie and dinner. I would love to be a real gentleman for her. You know, the whole deal with paying and everything. Aro gave me about fifty dollars a lesson for each one I taught, or about five dollars a kid. I had a feeling I would be stuffing in a lot more lessons on days Bella was doing cheer. I wanted to take her out every weekend. Then there was the possibility of making a little extra money at the police station working on the computers. I wasn't sure if I wanted to do that or not though, especially once Charlie figured out I was dating his daughter. The idea of being in a small place with lots of guns with the father of the girl I was fooling around with was frightening. I settled on a pair of khaki cargo pants and a black tee shirt with a button down over it. It was kind of chilly that morning. I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to get it to behave once I passed the mirror in the foyer. It wasn't working. I sighed, giving up quickly. I got to school about twenty-five minutes till the bell rang. A huge smile grew on my face when I realized that Bella's truck was already there. She was eager for this too. I parked quickly and practically sprinted to her in front of the gym, holding my box of baked goods in my hand. When she saw me, she smiled widely and waved. “Hi,” she said shyly, leaning up on her tiptoes to press a kiss to my cheek. “Hi there,” I smiled back. I stood back a second and looked over the clothing she had chosen for the day. She was wearing the tightest black jeans I had ever seen with a torn up pair of purple converse. I couldn't help but laugh a little when I saw her shirt. It said 'know your roots' with a big old fashion gray NES controller on it. “I love your shirt,” I told her truthfully, brushing my fingers over her arm. She looked down at it and then back at me with a small smile, a faint blush tainting her cheeks. “I thought you would. My mom got me this ages ago. I found it going through the closet this morning.” "You never stop surprising me," I said in a quiet voice, leaning down to kiss her softly. It was so tempting to just keep going, but I had to stop myself. I had to force myself to pull away. "Want to go to the cafeteria and eat?" "Yes, please! I'm starving. I hope you like what I brought," she said as we began to walk hand in hand to the cafeteria building. There was hardly was anyone there yet that morning, and I was pleased about that. I felt more comfortable when it was just us two. It was easier to be myself with just her. “Baby, I'm a teenage boy. I'll eat anything that gets close to my mouth,” I replied with a laugh. Beside me, she giggled as her face turned a bright red. “Anything?” She asked with a raised eyebrow as we sat down at the small round table. I set the plastic tub down in front of her, placing my chin on my palm as I gazed at her. “What do you have in mind?” I teased playfully. She stopped taking things out of her backpack for a moment and smiled, reaching over to take my free hand. She brought it underneath the table and slid it up her thigh. I gasped softly when I felt the heat between her legs. I got hard instantly and closed my eyes to take in a deep calming breath. “If you want to, anyway,” Bella said, breaking through my fog. “I won't force you to.” “Trust me, you might have to force me to stop," I said in a low whisper. "I've never done anything like that before, though." “I know,” she answered, scooting a bit closer to me. “I'll probably be horrible at it,” I said in a low and embarrassed voice. Bella just shook her head and brought her hand to my neck, pulling me closer to kiss me. And what a kiss it was. Full of passion and desire. It was packed with lust and need. And it lasted all of twenty-three seconds. The cafeteria doors opened, and a teacher walked in. She and I pulled apart quickly, each of us blushing and looking down at the table top. “So, breakfast?” Bella said, clearing her throat. “I've got bacon and oatmeal, some honey. Oh, and I have some hot chocolate,” she explained. "I think you might have gone a bit overboard," I chuckled. "It looks good, though. I brought some blueberry and banana muffins. I wasn't sure which you'd like better." “That sounds so good,” she said in a soft moan. I opened the box, and she pulled one out, putting it on a napkin she had removed from her backpack. She had thought of everything. She had a small container of oatmeal for us to share with a tiny honey bear. The bacon was wrapped in foil so it was still warm. The hot chocolate was in a thermos for us to share. She even had two plastic spoons. I picked up one of the spoons and dipped it into the oatmeal, offering her a bite. She smiled and leaned forward to take it. “I think this is going to be the best breakfast I've had in a while,” I told her truthfully, pouring us each some hot chocolate. “Me too,” Bella nodded, pouring a little bit of honey into the oatmeal as she did so. “I usually stick to frosted cherry pop tarts.” “Blueberry is my favorite,” I chuckled. “That and a lot of coffee.” “That'll stunt your growth,” she teased with a click of her tongue. “I think I might be big enough already,” I said with a raised eyebrow, leaning into her slightly. Bella's breathing hitched and her head bobbed slowly. I couldn't help but chuckle at her foggy expression. She frowned when I did so, pushing my shoulder hard. “Shut up and eat your breakfast.” We each had a muffin, some bacon, some oatmeal, and the hot chocolate didn't survive it. I shoved the rest of the baked goods into my bag for later, helping to clean out her containers and walking with her to put them back into her truck. People filled the parking lot by then, and we weren't really going to have that much time alone. So, I leaned in slowly and gave her a kiss, pressing her body against the truck door. She leaned into my touch, wrapping her arms around my neck. All too soon it was over though, and the first warning bell went off. I stumbled off to class, wishing I didn't have to go to school. Ah, to be an adult. When I sat down in my first class, I realized that James was about three feet away from me. We had never really spoken before, but I felt the need to say something. I cleared my throat, "hey, James..." "Yeah?" He asked, looking confused that I was talking to him. I wasn't surprised by this. I would have been confused too if I were him. “I want to thank you for yesterday.” He shook his head. “Don't worry about it.” “You don't understand. That was really nice of you. No one has ever stood up for me and-” James raised his hand up, stopping me quickly. "Look, it wasn't for you. I don't like Mike. He's an asshat. And I do like Bella. She's a good one. Sorry, it's kind of harsh but true... I don't know you," he explained. I licked my lips and looked down at my desk before speaking again. “Whatever the reason, thanks still.” “I don't know the reasons Bella is with you. But, she's gotta have one. I suggest you don't fuck it up. She's the best you'll ever get,” he said before turning around to actually pay attention to the teacher. He was right in every possible way. I gave a sigh before going back to my book. The first part of the morning crept by, and I just wanted to go home with Bella. I wanted to kidnap her and take her in my car to find a secluded spot so I could thank her. Over and over again. I wanted to thank her for liking me, for wanting me, for wanting to be with me and for every other reason I could think of. For breathing. For existing in the first place… Bella was waiting for me by the cafeteria when I got out of gym class. When she saw me, she instantly walked over to me and wrapped her arms around my waist. "Hi, handsome." “I don't know how you can say that,” I said as I kissed the top of her head. “What's the matter?” She asked with a slight frown. I just shook my head, not sure what to say. How could I tell her that I was feeling utterly insecure? Not because of her, but because of myself. She was amazing. “Let's find a table,” I offered. “Okay. Why don't you go get us some food while I get us one?” She offered, tugging one of the loops of my pants. “Okay,” I answered quietly before walking off. I couldn't even bring myself to look at the table that had pretty much most of the popular people in school at it. I grabbed a slice of pepperoni and cheese pizza, along with a couple of pieces of fruit and a couple of cartons of milk. After I paid, I began to scan the cafeteria and was surprised at what I found. Bella was sitting at a table with my siblings and their partners already happily. Her friend Angela was on the other side of her, sitting next to my friend Ben. There was only one seat left, and it was saved for just me. “Hey, Eddie,” Emmett called when I came closer. “Guys,” I smiled. "We're giving Bella a slight practice run of what it's going to be like with the fam tonight," Jasper explained, waving his hand in front of him. He had gone through it before, and he knew how overwhelming it could all be. “Should I be afraid?” She giggled as she picked up her milk, shaking it. “Be afraid, very afraid,” Rosalie giggled. “Esme is a doll though. Carlisle is Emmett but with blond hair and a hot ass doctor. Oh, and he's a major flirt,” she teased. “In the nice way, not the creepy way.” “Ew,” I mumbled at the words hot ass doctor. Bella laughed at her words. “I think I can handle that. Do you think I should bring anything for dinner?” She offered. “No,” Alice shook her head. “That's Esme's thing,” Rosalie explained quickly. They continued to talk, and though I barely was in the conversation, I was still happy to be there. But it made me realize that I had left Ben and Angela out of the whole discussion. I leaned back to get a better look at the two and then gaped at what I saw. Ben and Angela were staring intently at each other like they were examining each other's features. She would give him a slight smile, and he would instantly return it. They looked like at any moment they would lean over and start kissing. What the... “Edward, do you think your mom will like me?” Bella asked quietly, pulling me away from the confusion. I would have to ask him about that later. “Of course.” I pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and lightly kissed her forehead. There was an 'awwing' noise at the table. I didn't even turn around to glare at them. I just looked down at Bella's beautiful face and smiled. She didn't even flick her eyes in their direction. Picking up the box of muffins I had taken out of my bag for dessert, I tossed it at Emmett without even looking. “Put something in your mouths so you can't talk.” “Mm, man these are pretty good,” I heard him say. I didn’t look away from her though. “Good job.” The table laughed around us, but I didn't notice it. It was just a swirl of noise around me. All I could see is Bella's eyes and her lovely smile. All I could smell was her sweet breath spreading over my face. All I could hear was my heartbeat in my ears. I had never felt so high before. I walked to class in a daze, holding Bella's hand the entire time. I was greeted with the sight of a television screen. Yes, my mind sang. We sat beside each other silently, waiting for the teacher to give some sort of instructions. I kept stealing quick glances, only to find her doing the same thing. "Alright, guys... I know you are all so disappointed, but I need to catch up on some grading. You get a couple of free days. All I ask is that you don't get too loud. You can play cards, read, watch the movie, play with your phones, talk just... don't get too loud," the teacher said in a pleading tone. With a press of the button, the movie began. I think it was Gandhi, but I wasn't really sure. Bella pulled out her notebook and a couple of pens before practically crawling onto my lap, sitting between my legs in my seat. I wrapped an arm around her waist and rested my chin on her shoulder, curious to what she was doing. “I'm super excited about tonight,” she wrote in a scribbled very loopy girlish like text. I picked up the pen, catching up to her plan. “I'm a little worried,” I wrote truthfully. “Why?” “Because my entire family is crazy,” I wrote. I felt Bella giggle against me. “I can handle it,” she answered. “I hope so,” I replied in writing. She tilted her head back and rubbed her soft cheek against my jaw, pressing her ass flush against my crotch. Her non-writing hand was on my outer thigh, rubbing and massaging it. It felt so good. My fingers dipped under her shirt, rubbing her soft stomach. “I miss you,” she wrote. “I'm right here,” I whispered in her ear. “I mean, I miss you inside of me." My entire body heated, and I held back a loud groan. “Bella,” I whispered into her ear. “That's not a very nice thing to do to me in front of everyone.” “No one can see us,” she whispered back. Bella picked up her pen again and began to write. “All I could think about last night was you. Dressed like you were in class... All sweaty and hot. It made me so...” she turned her lips and whispered in my ear, “wet.” "Oh, fuck me," I muttered. "I'm not going to make it through today." She giggled innocently, but I knew better. Her hand dragged higher up my thigh, her body wiggling against me. She began to write again. “I have a present for you.” “What is that?” I wrote curiously. “Right pocket. Why don't you look?” I slipped my hand into her blue, jean pocket carefully. At first, I didn't think there was anything in it, well besides the fact that I could feel her underwear on the other side of the thin material. Then I found it. Square and a bit like plastic foil. “Is that what I think it is?” I asked into her neck. “What do you think it is?” She answered my question with a question. She could be so frustrating when she wanted to be. “A condom?” I wrote so no one could hear us. She nodded her head slowly. “Where did you get it from?” I could practically see her roll her eyes. “Well, they have a jar of them in the girl's locker room. But, you know you can buy them at almost any well-stocked grocery store or pharmacy, right?” “I really need to pick up some,” I said into her neck. “Yes, you do,” she answered back. “We're going to need a lot of them.” “I'm never going to make it through this day,” I said again at her words. I was painfully hard. I had to do something about it. I had to do something to the girl in my arms. Nudging her gently, I moved her into her own seat and leaned forward. “Agree with everything I say if the teacher asks anything,” I whispered once I got an idea. "What?" She said in confusion, but I was already out of my chair and walking up to the desk, thankful the entire time that my jacket was long enough to cover my erection. "Um, ma'am, Bella and I have a project when need to work on for another class. Since we're not working on anything today, would you mind if we went to the library to work on that instead?" I asked once I came to the desk, all while giving my best smile possible. The teacher looked at me curiously for a moment, then at Bella. Finally, she just shrugged. "Sure. Whatever. But, I better not get any complaints from the librarian. And if there is a class in there you'll have to come back," she said, quickly scribbling a hall pass for the both of us. When she gave it to me, and I smiled brightly. “Of course, ma'am,” I agreed before walking back to my desk. I picked up Bella's things quickly and shoved them into her backpack. “Come on, let's get out of here for a little while.” "Okay," she agreed, standing up without a second thought of what I had planned for us. I picked up her backpack, along with my bag, and threw it over my shoulder. Once we were out of the classroom, I took her hand. "What are we doing, Edward?" She asked once we got into the hall. "Where are we going?" “Somewhere private,” I told her in a soft whisper, picking up the pace once we reached the outer doors. “Where?” She asked again. “There is a place just beyond this wooded area behind the school. I just need to be alone with you. Is that okay?” I asked, turning to look at her nervously. “It’s just this pretty little meadow. It’s not too far away.” "Lead the way." She smiled at me sweetly, biting her bottom lip. I grinned back at her, now almost running. She followed behind, giggling. When we finally got there, I threw down our stuff and picked her up by the waist, swinging her around and laughing myself. "Oh my god. You are such a fucking teasing!" I laughed, kissing her on the lips thoroughly. She laughed breathlessly against my mouth, her legs bent at the knees and her arms around my neck as she held onto me. “I'm not a tease. Trust me. I want it, too. I want you so much,” she said, kissing me again. “Yes, but doing that to me at that moment was a tease,” I informed her, lifting her up off the ground a little bit more. She squealed loudly, wrapping her legs around my waist as her head tossed back. It was so sexy. "I'm sorry! I couldn't help it! I just felt you against me and..." she let out a little sigh before kissing me once again. "And all last night, you were teasing me." “I was not!” I said in surprise. “I didn't do anything.” “Oh, trust me... you did,” she said before firmly planting her lips against mine. As carefully as I could, I shrugged out of my button-down shirt and threw it to the ground so she would have something to lay on. When my arms got back around her, holding her by the bottom, Bella took her chance to tug off her shirt and throw it to the ground. Her bra was bright pink, contrasting beautifully against her white skin. "You are so pretty," I moaned against her neck as one of my hands slid up her back. I fumbled with her bra hooks for a moment before finally popping them off. The straps fell down her arms, and she wiggled her upper body, making the cups fall away from her breasts. "Yes," I moaned as I leaned down and kissed one of her firm nipples. "Oh, god!" She hissed, grabbing my head, and basically holding me there. Like I would go anywhere else, though. There was nowhere else I wanted to be. I nipped and kissed, flicking my tongue over the hardened flesh. Bella groaned loudly, throwing her head back once again. "That feels so good, Edward." I moved to her other breast as I carefully knelt down. By some miracle of God, I didn't fall over. I laid as much of her body onto the opened shirt, which thankfully went down to her knees. “Is this okay?” I breathed, looking up at her. She nodded slowly and pulled the condom out of her pocket and set it to the side. I sucked in a deep and nervous breath as I slowly undid the laces of her shoes and pulled them off, dropping them to the side somewhere. I worked the button of her jeans, tugging them carefully and finally popping them open. The sound of the zipper teeth echoed in my head as I pulled it down, looking into Bella's eyes as I did. She took over for me, looping her fingers into her jeans and panties as she shimmed them down her legs. She laid back, bringing one of her hands between her legs and rubbing herself. I watched in awe as she did. "God, I'm so turned on," she mumbled as she pulled her hand away. Just before it was out of my reach, I grabbed for it. Keeping my eyes directly on Bella's, I brought her fingers to my lips. She tasted so good. I moaned loudly as I sucked on her fingers. She gasped, her eyes growing wide. Slowly I let her hand go as I sank down onto my stomach while I spread her legs apart for me. Women's bodies were so beautiful. Soft and pink, glistening just for me. Nothing ever looked so good. I leaned forward and took a long swipe at the liquid that settled on her lips. Bella mewed, her body arching upwards as I kissed and licked every single inch of her soft lips. "Edward, oh, god..." She yelped as I took my first taste of her clit. "There," she begged, placing her hand in my hair. I grinned to myself, enjoying the way she writhed and called out my name underneath me as I explored her with my tongue. “Pu-put-t-t you-your fingers inside in me-e,” she stuttered out loudly, her body practically vibrating underneath me. I thought she was going to vibrate away if it weren't for my hands on her thighs. Well, that is a little easier said than done, I thought to myself as I brought my right hand underneath me. At first, I moved my fingers over her lips, getting them wet so it wouldn't be uncomfortable when I pushed inside of her. Slowly I pressed my way in, only one finger at first until I got used to the sensation. I added another finger before I began to lap at her clit again. The noise that came out of Bella was primal. Her muscles squeezed, and her hand tightened in my hair as she screamed. Bella's entire body lifted off of the ground about half a foot. But I didn't stop, though. I couldn't. I loved feeling her like that. Her orgasm went on and on, far longer than I thought was even possible. Finally, after what seemed like forever, she yanked at my hair and pulled me up her body. I expected her to say something. But no, instead she attacked my lips, kissing me as she pushed me onto my back. She tore at my t-shirt wildly, and I shifted up so she could pull it off of my body. In one smooth move, Bella straddled my waist. Her wet center rubbed against my stomach, and I groaned at the thought of how close she was to where I wanted her. “You are amazing,” she said in a breathless whisper in my ear. I was so distracted by it that I almost didn't notice the fact that she was unbuttoning my khakis. She snatched up the condom package before sitting up, scooting back slightly to pull down my pants. "Are you sure you're up for this?" I asked, even though my very hard dick screamed at me to shut the fuck up. Bella tore the wrapper open with her teeth and with her pretty little fingers slid the latex over me. Positioning herself carefully, she caught my gaze. “Oh yes, I very much am,” she said softly. I hissed as she slid down onto me. She giggled in pleasure, throwing her head back so that her breasts were pushed out towards me. Placing her hands on my chest, she began to bounce on top of me... making everything else bounce too. "I'm not going to last very long," I warned, squeezing my eyes shut tightly. I couldn't look, or I would lose it. Jiggling breasts were just too much for me. "Edward, I'm so sensitive. I'm so close again already. Open your eyes, and look at me." My eyes listened without my permission. I took in her lustful expression and brought my hands to her hips, helping her bounce harder. A smile grew on her pretty lips until they parted to form a little O. Her fingers went between her legs so she could play with herself. I could feel her began to tighten again quickly. "Now. Cum now. Cum inside of me," she ordered roughly. It was the dirtiest, sexiest, thing anyone had ever said to me before. It was one order she would never have to give me twice when she was doing that. I moaned, squeezing her hips tightly as my sight exploded into a world of color and light. Bella practically shrieked above me, and her entire body seemed to hunch together in an effort to stay upright after her second intense orgasm of the day. As she came down from her high, she laid down against my body and rested her head on my chest with me still inside of her. “Oh, Edward,” she whispered into my neck, her hand on my chest. “Wow.” “You can say that again,” I chuckled breathlessly, kissing her temple. “I think I need to buy some condoms to keep on me at all times.” “Mmhmm,” she agreed almost sleepily. There was a long silence between us, both of us just enjoying the moment. I rubbed her back gently as her arm trailed up and down my arm. “Thank you,” I said finally, blurting it out a bit too loudly. “What for?” Bella asked quietly, her voice slightly distant. “For all of this. You have to go through so much drama to be with me and yet here you are. I am so lucky for that. Thank you.” “Don't thank me for that. I'm here because I care for you.” “You don't know how much that means to me,” I whispered to her, my throat a little hoarse. Bella looked up slowly and ran her fingers over my jaw before she leaned down to kiss me. A bell rang off in the distance, breaking up our kissing session. I looked down at my watch and groaned in annoyance. The school day was over, and we had missed our last class. Oh well. It was well worth it. But, I knew Bella had to get to practice, and I needed to get home. “Come on, beautiful,” I said as I carefully rolled her over to her back. “We need to get you off to cheer practice.” “Oh!” Bella said in surprise, sitting up. “Really? Aw.” I chuckled, throwing Bella her clothes as I began to dress. We cleaned up as best we could which really wasn't saying too much. She walked with me to the parking lot, stopping by my car. I passed her the backpack before pressing a chaste kiss to her lips. “I'll see you tonight?” I whispered. “I wouldn't miss it for the world.” 
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