AN: Okay, seriously. Who doesn't love an "Edward-takes-care-of-Bella" fanfic? IDIOTS! Haha anyways please review!
Disclaimer: All rights go to Stephanie Meyer. Edward is just my puppet. :D
Calculus. Ugh. The most dreaded class of seniors worldwide. I suppose it wasn't as bad as it could be, what with sitting right next to the most perfect boy in the world. Edward, I sighed the name, even in my head. With his flawless and chilling skin, his glass smooth lips, his melodic harmony of a voice, and his disheveled bronze hair, he was more beautiful than any male model alive. It was a struggle to pay attention to the teacher, almost on a daily basis. I had no idea how I was even going to graduate with my constant wandering of thoughts.
After the dreaded class was over, Edward gathered both our books in one arm while his other hand reached for my own. As soon as our skin touched, I sighed.
But Edward had a different reaction.
"Bella, are you feeling alright?" He asked, brow furrowing in confusion.
"Yes." I answered, confused now as well.
"Well, your hand is warmer than usual..."
Now that he mentioned it, I did feel a bit off. I had an achy feeling throughout my whole body, and I was switching between being too hot and too cold constantly. But I knew that if I told Edward he would flip out. And no one wants a flipped out Edward.
"I don't know what you're talking about Edward. I feel fine." I stated, trying my best to lie.
Of course he saw right through it.
"Bella, don't lie to me. I know you don't feel well."
"Honestly, Edward, I feel fi-" But before I could even finish my sentence, Edward's hand had flashed up to my forehead, checking my temperature. The next thing I knew, I was being carried to his car.
"Edward? Where are we going? We have one more period left, you know." I told him, looking up into his dazzling topaz eyes.
"We're taking you to Carlisle. I want to find out what's wrong."
"What? NO! Edward, really I'm fine. All I need to do is rest, really!"
But he just unlocked his car doors, put me in the passenger seat, and buckled me in.
I made attempts throughout the car ride, but I knew it was useless. When Edward decided something, there was no point trying to change his mind.
So he whipped me into his home, and lied me down on his un-necessary bed.
"Carlisle will be home in about an hour, just rest." Edward said, pulling the comforter up to my chin.
"Edward, really. I'm fine." I spoke with determination. There was no way he was going to overreact over something so small.
"Bella, just humor me please? If something is wrong, I want to get it checked out. Better safe than sorry."
I sighed, and closed my eyes, hoping me resting would put him somewhat at ease.
So I think this is going to be a three-shot. Not sure yet. Please review! It gets better within the next chapter!