Has geeky Edward finally concocted the perfect plan to romance the equally shy Isabella Swan. AH OOC

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Romancing Isabella Swan

Today is the day. THE day. 'The Romancing of Isabella Swan,' as I like to refer to it. It's a full proof plan really and today is the beginning and the point of no return. In the next seven days I hope to call Isabella Swan mine.

I have known Isabella Swan for 2 inspired years. I still remember the first time I saw her like it was yesterday. It was the first day of classes, senior year when SHE entered the lunch room at Forks High.

Her porcelain skin was practically glowing against the blue of her sweater. I haven't seen her wear that sweater since high school though. I guess she threw it out. She had looked like an angel. Unfortunately I wasn't the only one that noticed. She had practically every guy in school bowing at her feet.

But she was different, she didn't like the attention. I learned over the year that she was shy, intelligent, giving, selfless and the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. I was a goner that first day when after lunch she showed up in my biology class. In MY biology class where she sat next to ME and looked into my eyes where I drowned in a pool of the most enchanting brown eyes I have ever seen and introduced herself as "Bella." She instantly became my best friend.

We spent a lot of time together. Reading together, listening to music together, just being together.

As much as I wanted to be with her as more than friends, I couldn't. Until her, I was a loner. I had no experience with girls. Even though plenty of girls had thrown themselves at me when I first moved to Forks, I had never asked a girl out or been on a date. I was a straight A student, a self-described mommas boy, I wrote piano compositions on my Saturday nights for cricket's sake.

The feelings that Bella inspired in me were new, I had never felt this for a girl before (I was beginning to think that there might be something wrong with me). Not to mention she was just too good for me. But that was then and this is now. It's our second year at Washington State and I'm going to take a chance.

She was really excited when I told her I would be going to Washington State in Seattle as well. We made plans to get together, to be there for each other and help each other out. What she would never find out was that I turned down my acceptance to Dartmouth just so that I could be with her. My parents weren't thrilled but there wasn't much they could do. Of course, they didn't know it was because of Bella, but they seem to be getting over it now.

All during freshman year I watched out for her. It was during this time that I decided I wanted to take my relationship with Bella out of the friend zone. Even though she was so obviously out of my league I thought that maybe there would be some weird shift in the cosmos and I might have a chance, that she just might want me too. There was tangible evidence of this as well.

It was the summer before freshman year. My parents were taking me to London for 2 months. I was really upset because I wanted to spend my summer with Bella, but they had held strong and I folded. It was the night before I was leaving and I had fallen asleep listening to music at Bella's. This happened every once in a while.

It was late, past midnight when I heard a low moan. I don't even remember if I was already up or if the moan had woken me up, but I was definitely UP. It was the sweetest sound I had ever heard.

When I peaked over at Bella she was slowly moving her hips in a subtle up and down motion. My breathing immediately increased and before I new it I was stroking my very hard penis. I noticed her breathing had also increased and her right hand was conspicuously meeting her own moving hips in the most delicious back and forth rhythm.

As her rhythm and moaning increased so did mine. I had been writing musical compositions for years now, but nothing could beat magic of this melody. As she brought herself to climax, so did I. I always wondered if she had heard me as well. If she had been thinking of me. If only I could read her mind. I'd like to think so, and this gave me hope.

I tried to be subtle and slowly start showing her my feelings by doing little things for her like making copies of notes for the classes that she missed or make her some homemade chicken soup when she was sick. But she seemed hesitant. She had always been adverse to receiving gifts, but there was something else there as well.

I had done similar things in high school as well. Like the time she accidentally dropped her iPod in the toilet. I had a brand new, nice and shiny iPod on her desk the next day. Preloaded with her favorites of course. But this wasn't high school anymore and I needed to step it up.

I know she never dated anyone senior year or since we started university and I had hoped it was because she wanted me too. But this is when I realized that she didn't see herself very clearly, it was like she couldn't believe that someone would do these wonderful things for her.

Then it happened. One of those things that you think can't happen to you. One of those things that only happen on tv shows. Bella was sexually assaulted. Luckily I happened upon the scene before her innocence was taken.

I was heading to the local coffee shop for our weekly meeting when I saw it, right there in the small ally between the coffee shop and a hair salon. I saw Bella struggling, wedged between a wall and low life. His mouth on her. His hands forcing his way up her skirt. She was crying and trying to push him away but he was too strong. I shutter to think what might have happened if I hadn't been there.

I took care of him (aka beat the shit out of him). I have never been a violent person or even used a curse word out loud, but seeing Bella in pain, being hurt, it shifted something within me and I just had to protect her. She was shaken up, as could be expected. After that it just didn't seem like the right time to ask her out. She needed time to heal and that was ok because I was still there for her as a friend. Also, it gave me time to think, time to put together this great plan. Because the truth was a girl like Isabella Swan deserves more than the unoriginal, "Would you like to go out with me sometime?" or me to just awkwardly blurt out my feelings. Which leads me to 'The Romancing of Isabella Swan.'

'The Romancing of Isabella Swan' is the official plan to win Bella's heart. For the next seven days I will be leaving Bella small love notes and poems. Trinkets to represent my love for her and signed secret admirer. The seventh day will be the grand finale of sorts, the culmination of my infatuation where I will reveal myself, Edward Cullen, as the secret admirer. This is where I hope I do not see disappointment in the big brown eyes.

Day 1

Today I am leaving a note. I am going to tape the note to her front door. It is just a short poem that I hope to express my feelings of absolute adoration for her.

After taping the note I sit and wait. I am hiding out of sight in hopes of seeing her reaction to the poem and I am not disappointed. She looks shocked but flattered at the same time and begins to glance around the parking lot as she makes her way to her car but I am hiding well and she does not see me.

Day 2

Back in high school I sketched a picture of Bella. I never told her about my sketching talent because the only thing I sketched was her and I didn't want her to see.

My favorite sketch was of her sitting under "Old Fogy" reading a book. "Old Fogy" was what we called the huge tree that was exactly in the middle of the picnic area. She looked absolutely stunning and not to brag but my sketch was quite good.

Today I want her to see what I see. An absolute beauty.

She works at Borders book store as a barista and was working tonight, so I left the drawing on her car and waited.

Again I was not disappointed. She took sketch out of the enveloped and looked absolutely awed and once again took a look around. She was on the phone almost immediately after getting in her car with a huge smile on her face. No doubt calling one of her girlfriends to gossip about the gesture.

Day 3

Today I'm going to step it up a bit. I am leaving another poem that expresses my deep love and also a small clue as to my identity. I do not believe that this clue will actually help her in determining my identity, really it will be just enough to drive her crazy with curiosity.

I am leaving the poem and gift on her normal desk at her morning class which made watching her reaction a bit harder, but not impossible.

I watched her enter the classroom and head towards her desk. The small storage closet located at the front of the room allowing me the perfect view of her desk. I could see her clearly as I peaked through the closed blinds.

Again she was genuinely shocked but had a huge smile on her face. She didn't even bother looking around this time and went straight for the note. As she read the poem her porcelain skin faded into the most beautiful rose colored blush. If that poem made her blush that much I can't wait until she reads tomorrows.

Then she slowly untied the small bow from around the small square box and opened it. Her eyebrows where smashed together in the center of her forehead in concentration and I could almost see the little gears in her head ticking away. But she had no idea.

Day 4

This is the middle of my seven days and the turning point of my gifts. Today the gifts are going to really show Bella my heart. Laying it all out there for her to see. Today is about sexy Bella and I am going to let her know exactly what she does to me.

Today I am going back to her apartment. I wouldn't want her to read this poem or open this gift out in public. Today I am waiting outside her window and thanking God that she lives on the first floor. I am sure she will tote the shoebox sized box back into her apartment before opening it and this is definitely one reaction I don't want to miss.

I see Bella heading to her front door about the head out. As she opens the door and starts to walk out she lightly kicks the box and then looks down. As I thought she brings the box back inside with her.

Just as she is about to open the box I hear some yelling coming from behind me. I begin to understand that the yelling is being directed at me and slowly turn around to face four cops guns drawn.

"On the ground, face down, hands behind your head, NOW" one of the officers yells at me. I realize that someone must have called the cops thinking I was some sicko peeping Edward. Crap.

I follow the orders being yelled to me and before I know it I am handcuffed and being lead towards the front of the building where I see the cops cars and a small crowd forming. Great.

"This is just a huge misunderstanding, I swear" I try to explain to the officers but they don't appear to be listening to me. I try again, "I swear I'm not a pervert, I was just giving my friend a gift"

"Hey kid, remember a few minutes ago when I explained that you have the right to remain silent? Well I suggest you heed that right" the officer still holding my arm said.

And then I see Bella being escorted out of her apartment by a female officer but she doesn't see me. I have two options. Call Bella over so that she can explain that we are friends and get this misunderstanding sorted out but then be outed as her secret admirer only half way through my seven day plan or get arrested for peeping, probably still get outed as her secret admirer and not get to follow through with the plan. Weighing the options there is really only one choice.

"Bella! Bella! Over here!" I yell out. She whips her head around and our eyes locked. I see those gears turning again. She's putting it together. I am her pervert. I am her secret admirer. I am in love with her. But she instead of coming over she turns towards a tall man with a mustache who sort of looks like her. Her dad, it's been a while since I've seen him but that is Charlie Swan. What is he doing here?

Why isn't she coming over here to help me? Maybe I embarrassed her. She hates being the center of attention. "Bella please, I'm sorry, let me explain! Tell these guys we're best friends so we can get this straightened out!" I yell out. She's only about 20 feet from me now. She looks up at me again with a strange look on her face.

I look towards her father as I hear him say, "Do you recognize him Bells? Says his name is Edward Cullen."

I look back towards Bella as I hear a faint gasp "Daddy, he was my high school biology partner. I'm sure of it. Yes, I remember now."

"Bella what is wrong with you! We've been best friends for 2 years! I know you better than anyone! You know me better than I know myself! We love each other! Don't do this!"

"I'm so sorry Edward, I don't know you. We barely even spoke to each other in biology"

What the hell is happening? As I'm staring into Bella's perfectly distraught face while being lowered into the back of a police cruiser I hear that perfect voice say, "Is he going to be ok Daddy?"

"He'll get what he deserves Bells, I'm only worried about you and that you're Ok. Ok?"

"I'm Ok Daddy"

AN: Ok, so I hope that that wasn't to confusing for everyone. It makes perfect sense to me because I wrote it but I know that it may make no sense to everyone else. Basically every interaction that Edward had with Bella was all in his head. Delusions.

I posted a pictures of what Edward and Bella in this story look like. Go to my profile. Then click my twitter page. Then I have a link there.

BPOV will be coming soon. It will shed light on the actual poems and gifts that Edward sent and maybe even the ones that he hadn't sent yet.

Please review and tell me what you think. I feel I may have rushed it a bit. Not given it the right amount of time to develop. I have tons of story ideas but I want to get better at writing before I do a multi-chapter fic.