There’s not much point in wasting time, though
You want a private lap dance in the VIP room?
Now, think about someone you have a crush on
And that was the first night I dreamt of Edward Cullen
Two long, white hands shot out protectively in front of me, and the van shuddered to a stop a foot from my face, the large hands fitting providentially into a deep dent in the side of the van’s body.
What if I’m not the hero? What if I’m the bad guy?
Bella, your number was up the first day I met you
And you didn’t just fuck her anyway?