BPOV

Project Ever Lasting Edward

Night was starting to end I would soon get to open my eyes and stare into Edward's. I don't sleep much, not with Edward snuggling next to me. I can't help but concentrate on his scent and his hair that has swiftly fallen onto my forehead. His breathing is steady; I try to mimic mine to his to feel a sense of unison throughout our bodies. I'm not sure if Edward knows that I'm awake, if I lay still and not twitch or move I think I fool him. Whether he knows or not I would rather be lying in his arms exhausted then sleeping and never feeling his embrace to the fullest.

I soon felt the sun dawn upon my face. The warm rays filled my cheeks and exposed my pale skin. Within seconds I felt a chill. Firm lips rested on my bashful cheek.

"Morning love" He said, a faint smile rested on his lips.

"Edward" I whispered before I quickly dove into his chest. He tilted my chin up and kissed the tip of my nose and held my gaze.

I turned away from his hypnotic stare and reluctantly climbed out of bed. I faced the wall as I took off my T-shirt, exposing only my back. I could feel Edward watching me intently, taking in every curve of my body. I pulled a tank top over my head making my hair even more of a mess.

"I know you feel it's impossible for us to be together, when I'm…human anyways, but are there any rules about looking?" I said this to be humorous but I was troubled by its real meaning, Edward wouldn't touch me the way I needed him to.

"Bella I've promised you we will try. Looking will only tempt me in ways that you cannot imagine, and besides, I would like to enjoy all of you, all at once."

Once I turned my back to him I felt his cold fingers brush my shoulder and he started to lightly drag his fingers across my skin. He kissed my shoulder as lightly as he could over and over again, his mouth lingered in between kisses. I closed my eyes and a smile was plastered on my face by his sweet touch. I turned around to meet his lips, pushing guidelines. He kissed back with as much passion wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling my body firmly against his. Once he pried his lips off of mine he gave me one last peck and led his mouth to my ear.

"But this is not the time." he whispered. His sweet breath fanned my face lightly, causing my heart to skip a beat.

Still heavily breathing I turned around and left the room to take my daily human moment. The only thing that tears me away from Edward is my human moments. Feeling the cold bathroom tiles on my feet was refreshing, cold and hard like Edward. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror before me. I looked awful, dark circles lay under my red, tired eyes. This whole not sleeping thing is going to be a problem. I splashed water on my face to shake away my fatigue. Quickly showering and brushing my teeth, before returning to Edward.

Getting dressed was always easy, I pulled over a navy long sleeve that clung to my body snugly and dark washed jeans. I only got dressed up from time to time, only when I knew Edward would be paying close attention, this however was an off-day. Edward of course looked irresistible; even in a simple gray coat and jeans. I reluctantly looked down at myself, pulling my eyebrows together in an act of self consciousness, a worried look worn upon my face. Why did he have to look so perfect with zero effort? He noticed my demeanor.

"What's wrong?" he asked

"Nothing, get out of my way you runway model." I said as I sped passed him. He caught up to me only to grab my hand and lead me outside to the shiny silver Volvo.

"No, I feel like driving you today." I said

"We're already running late, maybe it's best if I drive."

"Fine, you do whatever you want; I however am driving myself."

I turned away and started walking towards my truck when he grabbed my wrist and tried to make me look at him. I yanked my hand out of his grasp.

"Edward! I can do some things for myself you know! I'm not going to be your breakable porcelain doll anymore!"

I then quickly got into my truck and started backing down the driveway, turning sharply and hitting something valuable, too valuable. I slowly opened my clenched eyes and turned to look over my shoulder, turning to look at what I hit. There before me was a shiny silver Volvo, with a crunched front end.

"Bella, Bella! Are you alright?"

"Oh Edward I am so sorry! I wasn't thinking, I just wanted to get away and then I got in the car and-"

He didn't let me finish he pressed his cold lips to mine briefly and rested his forehead on mine.

"Bella you think I care. All I was thinking about was your safety."

"I'm sorry…I'm such a clumsy idiot."

Before he could argue I continued.

"I didn't even mean what I said back there, you don't treat me like a doll, it just bothers me that I can never be more for you. You always have to be the stronger, better person, while I get to take in all your glory."

"Bella it's not like that, I only do the things I do to make you happy and to try to make our lives a little less complicated, I am only trying to do the acts of a normal boyfriend." I hated how he emphasized normal, like he was belittled by normal. I caught a glimpse of sorrow in his voice that reached to his eyes.

"Fiancé…"

Edward got a great enjoyment of my correction, I did not like to speak of that word. Denial however does not work in my favor. No matter how many times I try to push the label out of my head, I cannot change the fact that I am Edward Cullen's fiancé.

I took his face in between my hands and pulled him closer to me and kissed him. Afterwards I rested my cheek against his chest

"You and I both know that normal is boring and that anything you do will please me."

This made him lighten up even more.

"I do everything for you Bella" he said with a lopsided grin. I responded with blood pumping rapidly to my chest.

"Now what are we going to do about this?"

"Well first, you're not going to worry about this, and then you're going to go upstairs out of the cold and get some rest." I protested by shaking my head

"I am fine."

"Bella, you were just in a car accident, I need you to rest" He said this with smoldering eyes, I couldn't help but feel controlled again.

"No, you're right I think I might need a day off of wedding planning

He carefully took me in his iron grip and headed towards my bedroom. We reached my bed and I was carefully set down.

"Ouch." I stroked my neck and shoulders.

"Are you hurt Bella? Is it anything serious?" he came to my side immediately

"No, just a little aching."

"Let me help."

He sat on the hard bed and turned me to face away from his gorgeous face. He started to stroke my shoulders, massaging my muscles. It was so relaxing, except for my stupid shirt. I huffed with frustration. Edward noticed.

"What's wrong, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, it's nothing like that it feels incredible, just my shirt is itching me." I started to blush after what I said. I didn't mean it like that, I was not going to pressure Edward anymore. I have agreed with his one condition to marry him first.

Before I could think any longer I felt his hands glide off my shoulders and down my arms, going further down the sides of my waist until he had a handful of my shirt. My heart stopped. I turned my head to look at him from the corner of my eye, my mouth open with shock.

"I won't look Bella, I promise."

I touched his hand that was on the hem of my shirt and gave it a little squeeze of approval. He slowly lifted my shirt over my head, careful not to damage my neck even more. He stopped once my shirt was off.

"Go on." I said softly.

He reached for the clasp on my bra and unhooked it with ease. Letting the straps fall off my shoulders. I wiggled my way out of it and pulled my sheets against my chest immediately so I was covered. Once again he started to rub my shoulders. I inhaled deeply when his cold hands touched me, startled by the cold. He pulled away quickly.

"Did I hurt you?"

"No, no you just startled me is all."

"Tell me if the pressure is too much at anytime." He said seriously

"I will." I said as I touched his freezing cheek. He put his hand on top of mine, inhaling my scent.

He continued caressing my tense muscles. I closed my eyes and took it all in, I felt as if I might fall asleep, his hands crushing against my sore flesh made me extremely drowsy. Edward could tell that I was tired because I stopped responding to him. He stopped and slowly ran his hand down my pale back, feeling the warmth of my skin. I turned to kiss him lightly.

"Thank you..."

"You're welcome." He said after giving me one more kiss, me still holding onto the sheets pressed against my chest.

He left for a moment. Once he returned he had my holy pajama shirt and pulled it over my head. I let go of the sheets and snuggled into the feather pillows. He drug his hand from the top of my temple to my jaw.

"Get some sleep Bella."

"Mhm..."

He pulled the covers over me and the last thing I remember is feeling the bed move down slightly as he laid on top of the covers.

A/N: Well there you go! Help me out and tell me if I am ever too out of character.