Disclaimer: Stephenie owns all these things that I do not.

Also, this is a prequel to Secrets, Lies, & Family Ties. It may or may not be spoiler(ish).

Thanks to killerlashes and messynachos for being in for the long haul.

This one is for radar1230 for waking up the idea that was in my head. Hugs.

We Might Fall

Chapter One – First Kiss Revisited

Edward Cullen kissed me. He kissed me and told me he'd been waiting to kiss me. How long had he been waiting? I'd been waiting for him to do it since I was about 13. I lay in my bed and touched my lips softly, remembering. We'd left shortly after Edward kissed me, Emmett insisting that he had to be up early for Saturday morning practice. I didn't even get a chance to talk to Edward.

But I could still taste spearmint on my lips.

I rolled over in my bed and hugged my pillow tightly, burying my smiling face into it.

Edward kissed me.

I wanted to laugh and yell it out. I wanted to tell someone. I couldn't. I couldn't tell Alice and I most definitely couldn't tell Emmett. He'd kill Edward.

Just as I closed my eyes I heard the sound I would come to hear many times in the next few months.

A soft tap, tap, tap against my window. I crawled out of bed and pulled the curtains back. I wouldn't have been able to stop the grin from spreading across my face, even if I'd actually tried. Edward was there, still in his jeans and hoodie, bouncing nervously on the balls of his feet.

"What are you doing?" I called down to the yard.

"Come down," he whispered loudly. I was downstairs before I even had time to think about it.

"What are you doing?" I asked again when I'd closed the door behind me and he'd jumped the two steps the led to my front door.

Edward didn't say anything. Instead, he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me against his body. He smiled down at me and my heart stuttered violently in my chest before his fingers tangled themselves in the hair at the back of my neck and his lips were on mine.

The kiss was different from the first. It was desperate, needy… and amazing.

"Bella." He whispered my name when he pulled away.

"Hmm?" I asked, dazed.

"I really, really like kissing you." His green eyes crinkled slightly at the corners and I bit my lip to keep from laughing.

"I'm not sure how I feel about it just yet. You should do it again," I told him.

"I can do that." His face was determined as his lips met mine again. And again. And again until I was lightheaded.

"Yeah. I like kissing you, too," I sighed. Edward laughed and touched his forehead to mine, his fingers drawing circles on the back of my neck. I shuddered under his hands and leaned into him. "When did this happen?"

"I don't know." Edward's voice was quiet as his hands moved from my neck and rested on my hips, pulling me closer to him. "I just… I want to be around you, Iz. All the damn time."

"Yeah?" I buried my face in his shirt.

"Yeah. I just – I can't explain it."

"I know." I rested my head against his chest and his arms wrapped around my shoulders. "What are we supposed to do?" My arms went around his middle, holding him against me.

"Good question." Edward chuckled. It vibrated though his chest and I closed my eyes at the sound.

Kissing Edward had started something… something big. It was something that – if we gave into it – could hurt us in the long run.

But I was pretty sure it would be worth it.