'I've been wanting a new life

But you are the one who holds it all'

"Fuck, Bella I'm so sorry."

"She will forgive me, it was before they were together, she just needs to sleep the alcohol off first." I turn around to see how Anna is going with Lincoln. A little too well, as she straddles him in the booth; both their mouths desperately exploring one another's.

"Do you want to stay or get out of here?" Tyson asks as his arm moves around my waist.

"Let's get out of here, I'll just tell Anna we are leaving." I kiss his cheek quickly. "Anna!" Her lips take a break from Lincoln as she looks up at me.

"What's up?"

"We are going to head home."

"Okay, to ours?" She asks.

"Yeah I think so."

"We won't be much longer," Anna and Lincoln both let out a cheeky smile.

"Have you got an uber?" I ask Tyson as I entwine my fingers with his.

"Just ordered one," he says as he leads me out of the club.

Before we can get to the exit though, a tall guy steps in front of me. "You're alright ay," he slurs.

I hold my linked hand up to his face, "taken."

"People cheat," he smiles lopsidedly, his hand moving to caress my cheek.

Before his skin can touch mine, Tyson shoves him hard in the chest. "She said she's taken," he says firmly.

The drunk tall guy puts both his hands up and backs away.

"Sorry he did that," Tyson says with a worried look in his eyes.

"Nothing that hasn't happened before," I shrug.

"Yeah but no should mean no," he says like we are talking about more than just that guy.

"He walked away Tyson," I say reassuringly.

'Yeah, because I was with you, let's stop talking about it;" his grip on my hand tightens.

"Okay," we head out of the club together and wait for our car to take us home. "Let's just go to mine, it's closer."

"Sounds good babe," he kisses the side of my head and my heart swells at his words.

Back at my house, I try to push the way Tyson reacted at the club out of my head, but the concerned look in his eyes won't leave my mind. Before I have time to bring it up though, Tyson has me pinned against my bedroom wall, his warm lips pressing against my neck. My hands automatically go to his soft hair, my thoughts diminishing with each touch.

His mouth making its way to mine as my hands fumble for the button on his jeans. "It has been torture without you," he says against my mouth. I moan my approval as he slowly undoes the zipper on the back of my dress. He lets it slide to the ground, leaving me in nothing but my black panties. "Holy fuck," he whispers as his hand moves to cup one of my breasts, his fingers playing with my nipple.

"Tyson," I beg like I had been years without him.

He moves me to my bed, never breaking his lips from mine, and as I begin to lover myself down; he grabs my hips and slowly turns my body around.

I smile into his mouth. "Is this okay?" He whispers.

I don't answer though, I just slide my panties down and get on my hands and knees on the bed.

"Fuck Bella," his hands moving to my ass, before I hear him opening a condom wrapper. He pushes inside me slowly and I grip the sheets as I take all of him. It is so goddamn deep this way. Thankfully Anna isn't home because I know I'm about to get really loud.

I push back against him and he groans his approval, moving faster inside me. My moans become much louder and he grabs a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back. "Want me to make you scream?" He asks in a voice so sexy; I would have done anything he wanted.

"Please," I moan.

He slams into me with such force, I increase my grip on the sheets to stop from moving too much. He doesn't stop though; he continues to slam himself into me so quickly that my legs begin to tremble. "Fuck Tyson!"

I feel my body building close to release, his hand around my hair tightening as his pace never falters. My moans turn into screams as I come undone, my knees beginning to go weak as he digs his fingers into the cheeks of my ass. He groans loudly, he pumps into me a couple more times but much slower before stopping.

I flop to the bed and he does the same, both of us trying to calm our heavy breaths.

As my eyes begin to feel heavy, he pulls my body closer to his. "I'm sorry if that was too rough," his voice full of concern.

I turn my head to his, my fingers moving to his face. "I don't break easy," I say as I watch his eyes.

"Still, please tell me if I'm ever too rough..."

"Tyson, that was probably the best sex I have ever had." Another ego boost but it was true.

"Same," he squeezes me tight. "When you told that guy at the club that you are taken...did you mean that?"

Oh shit. I forgot about this conversation we were meant to be having. "Yes," I whisper nervously.

"So you aren't getting with other people?" I almost start laughing at him, but stop myself because I can hear the nerves in his tone.

"Only you," I whisper once more.

"I only want you too..."

Some silence.

"How does a boy that reads poetry not know how to make this exclusive?" I say smiling.

He smiles too. "Bella...will you be mine?"

My cheeks go bright red and the temptation to cover my face is strong, but I don't; I know I need to be watching him.

"Only yours, if you're all mine," I reply.

He bites his lip, "I like that," he kisses my temple.

His fingers move to lightly trace my face as my eyes flutter close. "As if you were on fire from within, the moon lives in the lining of your skin," he whispers.

I hum a happy response.

"Neruda was such a romantic," but his words fade out as sleep softly takes me.

I wake disoriented to my phone ringing. The annoying chime invading my senses until I fully wake up. I attempt to reach for my phone with Tyson wrapped around me, fast asleep.

I miss the call but see seven more missed calls from Mum.

It starts ringing again and I answer quickly.

"Bella?" She says with worry.

"Is everything okay?" I ask groggily.

"Charlotte has been in a car accident."