Right so this is something new which I though of and i've moved on to Bella/Emmett pearings because he is so dang hot. So this is aboutBella making a mistake and it come back to literally bite her in the derrier.
This is a tester chapter, soi'll see what you guys think and go from there.
ENJOY!

I was in shock. Wasn't I? Cold, blank and that god awful feeling of time suddenly slowing down around you.
Well wouldn't you be?
I'd come to my fiancee's childhood home, to meet the rest of his family, excluding his mum and dad for the very first time.
Uncle's, Aunt's, sisters...brothers. The whole deal.
But no. My state of silence definitly wasn't due to cold feet, it was down to something else entirely, past grievances coming back with a vengance to bite me in the ass. Hard.

"Bella! Yo girl you up there?" yelled my best friend of 18 years.
"Yeah, I'm here Alice, down in a minute!" I called down to her. "Stupid, fucking, zip." I muttered angrily to myself. The fucker kept getting stuck, no matter how many times I slid it down and up again. It was a solid black little number, that clung dangerously. Let's just say if my fiancee knew I was going out dressed like this, he would throw the mother of all fits, he hated dresses that rested on my knees, and this one just covered my ass. This definitly wasn't something a soon-to-be-married 20 year old would wear and that was ignoring the fuck-me-now killer black platforms I was wearing. I quickly unrolled my hair from their rollers after Alice shouted for me to hurry up again, and gave it a quick spray to hold it in place. It looked good I had to say, so dark brown it was nearly black, the light bouncing off each delicate perfect wave.

I bounced down the stairs as quickly as I could, quickly grabbing for the banister half way down when I remembered my 6 inch disaster-wating-to happen's.

"Fuck me, you look hot! I knew that would be perfect" Alice squealed. She honestly was the most adorable thing you'd ever lay eyes on, sure she went on and and on about being jealous of my curvy figure, but she pulled off the whole rectangular look really well, don't get me wrong she had boobs and shit, just not as much as me. "I'm soooo excited! Bet you can't wait to find out where we're goin' huh?" She raised her eyebrows at me mischievously.

I gave her a dissaproving look "I still don't get why you won't tell me, it is my hen party after all. Plus I want to know why I'm dressed up like a teenage hooker?"

She pulled a mock horror face "Hooker? Bella Baby you do not look like a prostitute, you look like a single 20 year old going out on the town!" She told me cheerfully.

I shoved my left hand in front of her face, flashing her my square princess-cut solitaire. "Engaged 20 year old going out on the town, which doesn't even sound right! Engaged 20 year old going for a cocktail or two at a swanky resteraunt with her girls is more like it." I insisted.

She looked disgusted "A cocktail or two? Are you fucking mental, you're not fifty for christs sake! Now come on, we are exiting the premises!" She flung her matching purse over her shoulder marching towards the door. Now Alice always knew what looked good on her, she was wearing an emerald green halter neck dress, which had some bandeau action going on at the front and was again insanely short. I was suprised her butt cheeks weren't hanging out. It clashed amazingly well with her inky black spiky hair and made her already mesmerising green eyes stand out even more. "We're gonna run this town tonight!" She belted at the top of her lungs.

I rolled my eyes following her out the door.

This club was unreal! The speakers boomed out party rock anthem louder than a bloody jumbo jet, and the lights made every girating body look like they were in constant photo still shots, it made my head hurt.

"Alice this is insane!" I tried to yell to my best friend over the music, how she heard me I have no idea.

"Isn't it great! The others are already here, look there's Lauren! Already got herself a decent lay for the night!" She yelled approvingly.

I located Lauren. It was true, she had a tall blonde grinding against her, he wasn't my cup of tea, but he was alright, a bit too skinny. To be honest I was a little annoyed, I don't mean to sound selfish but this was my hen party, and Alice AND lauren were acting like it was a scope out for the latest talent. Sure if I was single. But i'm not!
I huffed and stormed over to the bar, Alice hot on my heels, obviously not noticing my mood as she was checking out a hot brunette, who also wasn't my dish, but he was good looking. He was wearing a t-shirt with a naked girl plastered across the front of it, which automatically made me judge him, and tight black jeans, that showed off an amazing ass, I had to say. Alice looked towards me, hinting towards the guy with her eyes, pleading with me. I shooed her away with an eye roll and a flick of the hand. Someone might as well have a good time.

I turned back to the bar waving to get the bar mans attention, who was pumping a beer halfway down the counter. He obviously didn't see me as he moved onto the next customer, which annoyed me, I at least wanted a fucking drink to get me in the mood.

"Hey!" I yelled angrily leaning halfway over the bar.

He looked at me and raised a brow "Wait your turn sweetheart!" He yelled back, while grabbing some glasses form above him.

I slammed my hands down on the counter and leant back in the bar stool scanning the crowd for Alice or anyone. She was about 10 feet away from me, and was moving fast even for her, she was moving her hands all over this guy, his neck, chest, stomach, everywhere, while devouring half his face.

"So, what can I get you sweetheart?" I heard in my ear, making me jump a mile in the air, I swivelled around on my stool glaring at the bar men, while he looked like he was desperatley trying not to laugh.

"Sex on the beach" I answered grumpily barely looking at him, but I see him raking his eyes over me, hovering a little longer than necessary at my chest.

"Well, I don't know darling, we have only just met." He said pursing his lips, definitly trying to tease me.

"Oh very funny. Do you want me to tell you're manager you're sexually harassing the customers? Now go get my drink, sweetheart" I mocked him pointing towards the many bottles of booze behind him making him scowl at me.

"Wow. Something has your panties in a twist, and not in a good way. If you're going to be a moody bitch maybe a club isn't really your scene huh?"

Whoa.

"Are employees allowed to talk to the customers like that?"

He looked me straight in the eye "I'm allowed to talk to you however the fuck I want sweatheart" and with that he turned around fixing up my drink. Jeez I don't know why i'm so pissed off, but rude much? Sure i'd been a little grouchy but he doesn't even know me! I could be on the brink of suicide for all he knew and his "moody bitch" remark coud have sent me over the edge.

He put my drink down in front of me, none too lightly I might add, and I handed him the exact amount, no tip. HA! teaches him to be an unpolite asshole.

About half an hour and five drinks later I'd had enough. I was sick of watching everyone else enjoy themselves, and having to sit on my bill like a goody two shoes. What on earth made Alice think i'd enjoy this! Sure if I didn't have a fiancee i'd be having the time of my life, but watching everybody else get some action while I looked like nun Mary wasn't half mood dampening. I got up and grabbe dmy bag heading towards the door. I had to wiggle through so many bodies I swear my feet never touched the floor. Eventually I made it to the door and burst through leaning against the wall in a finally empty room.

wait...room?

Shouldn't I be outside?

I looked around me and only then realised how drunk I was. The whole room tilted so much I could barely make out that I was in a black corridor that was lined with what looked like to be empty beer boxes. Oh I must've stumbled into the "employee only" section of the club. Whoops. I turned around, rather unsteadily to leave, and collied with a brick wall that sent me sprawling onto my ass in the most undignified position. I looked up at the offending object, realising it wasn't an object at all. It was a person, a man to be specific, a barman to take it to the next level. Great.

I huffed and closed my legs, making no attempt to get up as he smirked at me, i'd just fall down again, humiliating myself even further.

"I rather like you at that height." He said suggestively. I rolled my eyes. So original. "Still a bit moody are we?" He asked coruching down to my level.

"For fucks sake, wipe that bloody annoying smirk off your face and help me up?" I said. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up. Fuck he was strong. I stumbled too far forward landing with my face in his chest.

"A liitle eager there love, all you had to do was ask." he smirked. Again.

And then I got a really good look at him. I'd been so pissed off before I hadn't been paying much attention. But oh my god. He was gorgeous. He was massive with hugely defined muscles, a sharp angular face which was insanely cute when he smirked due to the two dimples that formed on his cheeks and had messy blonde hair that shone with flecks of light brown. His chest was completely hair free and sparkled with a light sheen of sweat and his pecs were so defined they looked sculpted not to mention that ... was it even a six pack? More like ten pack, fuck me sideways!

Guess you're wondering how I knew about his abs? He wore a dark blue, completely unbuttoned shirt that was carelessly shoved up at the sleeves and low riding light blue jeans that allowed me to see the top band of his Calvin Kleins. I realised just then that I was gaping like a fish and instantly shut my mouth and blushed madly.
"See something you like?" He asked titlting my chin up with a finger. His eyes, they were such a light blue, like the carribean sea had just mirrored itself in them.
"Er-um"I stuttered uselessly, as his face came closer and closer to mine, him glancing down at my lips sedcutively, waiting for me to pull away.

But I didn't. I don't know why. But I fully blame it on his eyes and the alcohol, he must've hpnotised me or something.

His lips were feather light at first, barely brushing mine, and I involuntarily sighed, which he definitly took as consent. He slowly moved me back into the wall and I gasped when I felt the cold surface colide with my backs flushed skin, he cupped my face with both hands, smoothing them back into my hair and tilting my head back as far as it would for better access. I moaned more loudly and skimmed my hands over his rock hard stomach, feeling up over his pecks and around his neck. He deepened the kiss, not even bothering to ask for permission to enter my mouth, and his tongue collided with mine hungrily, stroking and probing. I heard his chest rumble and he grabbed my thighs, hoisting me up the wall and wrapping my legs around him, one hand staying high on my thigh while the other cupped my ass. I ran my hands down his chest, purposefully rubbing my thumbs over his nipples, and I smirked when I felt his chest rumble against my hands again. "Wipe that smirk off your face" He breathed against my lips, pushing me farrer into the wall so he could run his hands up the sides of my body and brushing my dress covered nipples just like i'd done to him. I gasped into his mouth when he squezzed my breast harshly. I hadn't worn a bra so the sensation was amazing as the soft fabric moved with his hand. I buried my head in his shoulder as he continue kneeding both my breasts, occasionally pinching my nipples while tracing soft open mouthed kisses down my neck, licking and nibbling. Things started to get heavier when he shoved his hand roughly between us and he hoisted my dress up so it bunched around my waist, my red silk panties on full display. He glanced down appreciatively.

"Sexy" he murmured, and captured my lips again. His warm hand trailed down my stomach and to the edge of my knickers and he brushed his thumb teasingly below.
I growled at him, which he seemed to like as he smirked at me raising one side of his mouth a mischievous glint in his eyes. His hand started to do indescribable things to me, pumping and rubbing...whoever said guys couldn't multi-task is a downright liar. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back so it was resting against the wall, a tight coil of anticipation and energy curled in my centre as his fingers moved faster and harder, and when the coil sprang lose I let out a cry that got half way stuck in my throat it was so pleasurable. I was breathing heavily as I opened my eyes and he was panting softly his teeth biting his lower lip, watching me. Edward had never made me come like that, ever, and I don't think he ever would.

My eyes suddenly widened. Shit. Edward. My fiancee. What the fuck was I doing! I was getting married in a couple of months! And here I was in the back of a skanky club being fingered like some cheap slut. I cursed loudly and and pushed against his chest trying to lower myself to the floor, not even bothering about grace, so much so that I nearly face planted the linoleum. His arm grip my elbow steadying me.

"Woah. What's going on? Where you going?" he asked sounded slightly annoyed.

"Erm...look I-I'm sorry I shouldn't be doing this I've g-got to go." I managed to fumble out my words while detatching his hand from my arm and literally running out of there. I scanned the club manically looking for Alice, nearly tripping over flailing limbs multiple times. I finally saw her in the back corner with that same brunette pressed up against her. I shoved through the crowd not bothering to apologise as people glared at me. "Alice!" I shouted urgently jerking her away from the guys lips. "We need to go. Please, Alice can-can we leave, please?" I spoke urgently, tripping over my words and concern suddenly showed on her face.
"Yea sure, let's go" She said touching the side of my face worriedly and shrugging apologetically at her guy "Sisters before misters,ya know how it is, see ya around Jazz" and with that she kissed him on the cheek and grabbed my hand dragging me behind her.

All that was going through my head was the memories from that drunken night and a constant stream of profanities, nothing else. This is bloody fucking typical, I make one tiny mistake. Yeah, come on give me some credit I didn't even have sex with him, I was drunk and stopped half way through, and if you had seen him and been in my position you'd be pretty impressed right now.

Oh, and somehow he just happens to be my fiancee's brother.

Coincidences suck.

So I'd be grateful if you reviewed, should I continue or not, I've never done a full length fanfic before, but I really enjoyed writing this.

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