What was I thinking, making a bet to see who could resist sex the longest? I can't even think about anything else with her on my lap, how on earth am I going to win this bet? And let's not talk about the sudden dirty talk escaping from her kissable lips. Fuck that's tempting.

"What are you going to do Bella, if dirty talk is only the beginning? Drive me mad?" I whispered near her ear, my hand gently rubbing the soft skin on her thigh.

"Mad as a hatter." She said, forcing a British accent and shit it was hot. I let my head rest against the couch as my eyes wandered over her being, from the crook of her neck to my hand drawing on her thigh. Where has she been all this time, college could have been so much more sufferable with her around.

"What are you looking at?" She said sweetly, a smile painted on her face while her hand slid over mine, trying to intertwine our fingers and I let her.

"You. What, does it make you uncomfortable?" I asked, her eyes gleaming with mischief as I looked up to meet them.

"Only if you're mentally undressing me." She laughed quietly as she shifted on my lap and I wanted her to keep moving.

"Now you have put the idea in my head." I smiled looking over every inch of her. My hand grips around her wrist before my other trailed over the inside of it. "You know, this would make the perfect spot for my tattoo." I was completely adoring her, every inch of her, completely swooning. Before, if I would have seen another guy behave this foolish, I would have made fun of him, but now I understood.

"In your dreams. I give you a whole two minutes until you're begging." She laughed, looking at me dead serious and to be honest I wasn't giving myself any longer than that too, not if she was going to keep up her game.

"We'll see, Snowflake." I grinned and at that moment I saw Ben's head pop up from behind his cards. His gaze was directed to a tall redheaded girl dancing at the other side of the room with a buff guy, well dancing, humping was the correct term for it. I recognized her and I knew things were going to go south quickly. Lexa, his ex.

Ben stood up, his face red with anger while throwing his cards on the table. He paced between the table and the couch deciding what to do, while watching Lexa dance with that other guy. It was hard to ignore them as they were the only two people actually dancing. If I didn't say something, he was going to explode, do something stupid or fucking cry, who was going to say, but I didn't want to find out.

"Ben, calm down... This isn't worth it." I said while he balled his fists and shook his head. "Just ignore her man." I said as I felt Bella's eyes on me. I quickly looked at her confused expression. "That's his ex. She's trouble." I whispered to her while nodding at Lexa's direction.

All of us where looking back and forth between Lexa and Ben like watching a game of tennis and all of us were shocked when the guy pulled her closer, closing the gap between them as they started making out like there wasn't an audience. Ben took his bottle of beer from the table, his eyes glazed, before chugging it down. He looked at it in his hand, considering what to do with it.

"Fuck you Lexa!" He yelled as his hand flew through the air, letting go of the bottle which was about to smash against the wall behind the couch. I quickly wrapped my arms around Bells, tucking her head under my arms as I felt her fingers grip onto my hoodie. She squealed when the bottle hit the wall, glass shattering.

"Fuck!" I looked up, my hands cupping her face as she looked absolutely terrified, her eyes carrying their own personal trauma's. "Are you hurt?" I said, checking if any of the glass could have hit her. I swear to god if a single piece of glass touched her, I'm going to kill Ben. "Bells answer me, are you okay?" I repeated when she didn't answer me the first time and worry washed over me in a heartbeat.

"I think so." She whispered; her eyes wide like a deer in headlights while mine searched for Ben who was raging over to his ex, his fists balled.

"Mia!" I yelled, nodding at her to come over and watch Isabella. She didn't hesitate and stood up. "Stay here." I whispered as I pushed her off my lap, her terrified eyes studying my face.

"No, you're hurt." She said and I held my hand up to touch the spot on my face she was staring at. I immediately felt the warm red liquid that stained my temple but nothing too big to stop.

"It's nothing. Stay here." I demanded as I stood up and chased Ben. "Ben, what the fuck! You could have fucking hurt us!" I yelled after him as he got to Lexa and the guy who kissed her, both of them staring at us. Ben didn't waste any time an pushed the guy, almost making him fall over. I caught up with them, pulling Ben back, wrapping my arms around him with force. "Ben stop, don't be this stupid." I yelled at him to try to calm him down.

"Fuck you Lexa! A week! Seriously!" He yelled, trying to hold back tears and I didn't blame him. They had been together for three years and she broke up with him a week ago without giving him a proper reason. If one thing was true, it was that he was crazy about her. He was willing to go down on one knee for that girl. "With that loser? Are you fucking kidding me!" Ben yelled at her while pointing at the buff guy, Lexa unaffected

The guy she was with approached Ben, leaning in too close for his own good. "Dude I have been screwing your girlfriend for months, the joke is on you." The guy tried to intimidate Ben but instead he gained the strength of thousands and pulled away, his fist flying through the air, hitting the guy right in the nose.

"Lexa is it true? You were cheating?" Ben asked her, loath and a mix of different emotions in his voice. She didn't say anything as she looked at him with a hint of regret and nodded, confirming the guys statement.

"You fucking bitch! Why would you do that to me! Why? I would have done anything for you! I fucking loved you!" He said, almost chocking on his words. But before she could answer, the guy lashed out, his fist colliding with Ben's cheek, sending him backwards.

"Maybe you just weren't enough!" The guy yelled again, while pounding on Ben's face. To my surprise Ben didn't even try to fight back, completely broken as he was. Fuck this, I'm not going to let my friend get beaten like that. I pushed the guy of him with every bit of force before slamming my own fist on his face, my knuckles reminding myself of the blows I gave Drew last time I fought. For a moment I got distracted thinking about that asshat and I felt a sharp pain in my jaw and suddenly I found myself on my back, receiving same amount of blows I had given him. I pushed him of me, before scrambling on my feet, ready to lash out again or to receive but we were both held back by some people.

"Get of me!" I hissed at them, unable to see their faces. "I was just defending my friend." I scoffed, holding my hands up and pulling myself to freedom. The other guy was pulled outside, avoiding trouble and broken furniture as I'm sure that was going to be the next step if he dared to come for me again. I looked at Ben, standing there, his eyes bloodshot and his cheek and lip busted, covered with blood. He watched Lexa leave together with his attacker and I could see the hurt emerging in his eyes.

"Come on Ben, she's not worth it." I said, patting him on his shoulder and pulling him away by his sleeve, his feet almost not knowing how to walk as he stumbled forward.

"No, you don't understand!" He yelled, pulling his arm away. "You don't know what it's like to love someone so much it hurts even to think about living without them." He hissed, tears stinging his eyes and he wasn't even trying to hide it.

I looked over to the other side of the room, my gaze pinned on Isabella watching my every move with worry in her eyes. "Maybe I do." I whispered to myself. "Ben, she treated you like shit, cheated on you, hell she didn't even try to explain. You deserve so much better!" I tried to talk some sense into him. Not my biggest strength but I could at least try.

"I just want her." He pleaded and I felt so sorry for him, knowing I was slowly falling into the same trap myself. I pulled his arm to face me and put my hands on his shoulders.

"Listen! Would you have cheated on her? Would you have treated her the same way she treated you?" I asked him in the sincerest way possible.

"No!" He hissed, shrugging his shoulders and whipping the blood dripping from his nose with his sleeve.

"Then find yourself a girl that would do the same for you. That has just as much to give." I told him, my hand patting his back as we walked to our group.

"You say it like it's easy... the only girl who could do that is already taken." He nodded towards our friends. He better not be talking about Isabella.

Ben flopped down on the couch next to Bella, who's eyes bore into mine, studying my face which felt pretty bruised. She got up and stepped closer to me, her hand latching around my wrist as she dragged me to the kitchen. When we reached it there were some people talking, until they saw us in the doorway as every conversation left the room when we walked in.

"Some privacy maybe?" Bella scoffed at the people staring us down head to toe, who at her words slowly disappeared from the kitchen. Who knew she could be pretty badass? Without another word she pulled me inside, closing the door behind us. She turned me around to face her, looking angry and scared when her eyes wandered over my face. Shit don't look at me like that.

"I'm sorry." I whispered worry washing over me trying to guess what she was thinking. "Fuck, I'm sorry." All the worry subsiding when she came at me, wrapping her arms around me and snuggling her face against my chest. I softly let my arms slide around her shoulders, surprised by her sudden move. She let go of me too soon, as I wanted to hug her for a bit longer, my arms immediately longing for her warmth. Her green eyes studied me for a second before both her hands pushed me back until the back of my legs hit a stool.

"Sit." She demanded and I obeyed her without questioning it, climbing up a stool, her face perfectly aligned with mine now. She swayed to the sink as I watched her every move, from her hands wetting a towel to walking back to me. "You really are a magnet for trouble, aren't you?" She giggled before she pressed the towel to my temple causing me to hiss like the pussy that I am.

"Is that why you are so attracted to me?" I chuckled, trying not to think about my busted face.

"That and for a whole other set of reasons Lukas." She said while giving me a once over, which for some reason send shivers down my spine. She folded the towel in her hands trying to find a clean spot before she put it on my lip which was obviously cut as I tasted some blood earlier. She dabbed the towel carefully on the cut, her eyes focused while mine watched her long eyelashes flutter over her cheeks. I put my hands on her hips because I could not not touch her and pull her closer. I pulled her between my legs, her lips slightly parted with surprise as she kept dabbing the towel on my lip.

She looked up then diverted her gaze back to my lips, debating on what to do next. She slowly lowered her hand while leaning in close, our noses touching as I waited for her lips to cover mine until they slowly did. The slowness of the kiss intensifying the feelings attached to it, my mind completely taking in their texture, shape and taste all of the above divine. My eyes fluttered shut as she, as slow as they came, pulled her lips away from mine, letting them linger on my bottom lip. I kept my eyes closed, purely enjoying the moment and cherishing it like a rare treasure.

"Would you do it?" I whispered my eyes still closed, my hands still on her hips as she slowly wiped the towel over cheekbone and her other hand gently held on to the back of my head, her fingers wrapped trough my hair.

"Would I do what?" She said surprised as she continued caring for my bruises.

"Would you ever cheat on your boyfriend?" I asked, not sure of my own intentions when the question rolled of my tongue. I slowly opened my eyes, looking at her surprise as she stopped dabbing my cheek for a second.

"Uuhm... I don't think... No, I wouldn't, I don't think I could. Would you? On your girlfriend I mean?" She stuttered confused before carrying on with the towel.

"If I loved someone so much it hurts to think about being without her?" My hands on her hips pulled her even closer before letting them trail up to the small of her back, caressing her skin underneath her sweater. "I would never." I whispered while her forest green eyes looked at me with a thousand questions I wouldn't know how to answer.

"Have you ever loved someone that much?" She whispered. Her hand sliding down from my head to the crook of my neck leaving a trail of tingles on their path.

"I'm a selfish asshole who doesn't know what love is and who treated girls accordingly." I said and I felt her pull away from me while her eyes dodged mine to look at the floor. "Hey now." I whispered, the hand in her back pulling her close again, not letting her put an inch between us while my other hand lifted up her chin to meet my face. But her eyes focused on the wall behind me. Fucking idiot, just admit you have feelings for her. "Bells, you're different." Her eyes met mine but clouded with hurt which made my stomach twist and turn. "Just give me a chance to figure it out." I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her to my chest. "I would never do anything to hurt you. I'm in too deep for that." And relief filled my veins when she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me inseparably close and my face didn't hurt a bit when she put hers in the crook of my neck, gently pressing her lips on the mark she made earlier that evening.

"I don't want to get hurt, Lukas." She whispered against my skin instantly making me feel sad that she thought I would, that I could.

"You won't. I promise." I whispered, my hand stroking her hair and I meant every word of it. If I hurt her unique soul I would never forgive myself. "You mean more to me than your cute little head thinks." I whispered causing her to lift her head and kiss my lips as slowly and deliberately divine as before. Fuck I want her to kiss me like that every time.

"You should probably drive Ben home." She whispered while she put her hands in my neck, folding her fingers together.

"How about tonight?" I said, worried she didn't want to stay anymore just because I didn't admit to my goddamn feelings. Love is such a big word I didn't even know what it meant, all I knew is that I couldn't wait to find out and I wanted to find out with her.

"Another time. I think I'll survive. Take care of your friend's broken heart. I suggest you drive him home, stop at a gas station for a big bucket of ice cream and you two finish it together while watching a sad movie. Works every time." She giggled, pecking a quick kiss on my lips. Why does she have to be so fucking adorable?

"What do you think I am? A sorority girl?" I chuckled, brushing my nose against hers. "But seriously, when will I see you again?" I asked, dying to know.

"I'm having a movie night with Mia tomorrow, so tomorrow?" She said while my hands moved to her hips.

"I have to study." I said disappointed, pouting my lips at her and mentally cursing at my stupid classes. "But you could be my sexy study buddy?" I pulled up my brows at her.

"How about I watch my movie and you fetch me popcorn during your breaks?" She said pulling her brows up as well. I would do anything if it meant seeing her smile and be happy.

"In your dreams." I said as my hands patted her backside playfully causing my stomach to tingle with excitement. Whatever it was, I was having feelings for her. I just needed to figure out what they meant, and I had to do it fast before she slipped through my fingers.

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