One Styles

First Fight

*Vanessa's Pov*

Me and Edward are at my house alone and bored with nothing to do. "Hey babe, Go get ready." He said to me while smiling at his phone.

"Where are we going?" I asked confused. "To a club. Now go get ready." I ran upstairs and into my room to get ready.

I wore a Little Black Dress with some black wedges and simple makeup. I'm walking down stairs and Edward is sitting there waiting for me. "You look amazing love but can you go change into something else." My smile left.

"No, why? I like this dress." I frowned looking at him confused. "It's just short. And I know guys are going to stare at you." He said looking at it. "Well it doesn't matter. I only have eyes for you." I said walking to my car.

I let Edward drive and he took us to a club outside of town. The club was sketchy looking but I trusted Edward. We walked inside and instantly heard the Blasting music.

Everyone in there was dancing their hearts out and drinking until they passed out. The smell of Alcohol and Sweat was filling my nose.

*Edward's Pov*

Me and Vanessa were dancing all night. "It's hot in here. I'll get us something to drink." I yelled. She nodded and kept dancing.

I ordered us a couple of drinks and turned around. I'm walking towards her and seen her grinding on her Ex Brad.

Wtf. I can feel my heart sink to the bottom of my stomach. I walk over to her ready to rip her out of his grip.

She notices me and smiles.

"Thanks babe." She said drinking the Vodka. "What the fuck are you doing?" I yelled pulling her off him. "What? I was just dancing." She rolled her eyes and shrugged. "Why were you dancing with him." "Oh my God, Edward, It's just a dance. Relax." She said rubbing my arm.

"You were rubbing your ass all over his dick. How fucking dare you let him touch you like that." I spat at her. "It's dancing." She spat back. I can see the rage in her eyes.

"So you won't care if I dance with some random girl." I said staring into her chocolate brown eyes. "No" she said looking for Brad. She found him and left. Fine let's see how she would feel.

I seen this tall, sexy, woman looking at me and biting her lip. The lady staring at me had nice curves and her dance can make any guy want her. I grabbed her and started dancing with her. She was all over me. I was dancing back.

I could feel my boner starting to show up and I think she felt it too because She turned to me and started kissing my neck. I turned and seen Vanessa walking to the exit. I pushed the girl off me and ran to my girlfriend.

"Vanessa. Where are you going?" I grabbed her hand and she yanked it out of my grip. I was taken back a bit. "Don't worry about me. Go back with your new Girlfriend." She spat and I can hear the Hurt in her voice.

She walked outside the club and started walking to the car but I grabbed her and pinned against the wall. I put my forehead against hers and said, "You're my Girlfriend. The only one I have." "Well it didn't seem like it when that slut was kissing all over you." She said trying to push me off of her.

"Are you serious?" I asked a bit amused. "Why wouldn't I be?" She gave me a look, and I can tell she was angry. "You were all over your fucking Ex. How do you think I felt!" I yelled

"At least I danced with a stranger, who I never even met before or ever had feelings for. I probably won't ever see her again, but You were with your Ex. You had sex with him before." She cringed at my last sentence and I ignored it.

"You're the one who had feelings for him. Well hopefully not anymore." I frowned and stared into her beautiful eyes and I can tell my baby girl was upset with me.

"Edward. You're silly if You think I would ever leave you for him. I wasn't ever really happy with him and I'm always happy with you. You have to know how much I adore you." Her soft voice filling my ears and her gentle hands soothing my cheek.

"You're the only one I care about." She said staring into my eyes and I knew she meant it. "I'm sorry for acting like a whore. I promise no more Brad." "Good because I don't like us fighting." I told her. "Me either. I'm sorry babe." She said kissing me. "Sorry love." I whispered.