Short, Bella just decides to be funny. Suffering from writers block xX
Currently listening to Metro Station.
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Edward's POV
"Psst. Edward." Bella whispered.
"Yes?" I mumbled against her hair, inhaling the sweet floral strawberry scent of it.
She stifled a giggle.
"Yes?" I asked again, automatically regretting I didn't take her out of the house soon enough before Emmett dared to eat half a bag of chocolate, which she gladly accepted.
"Eddie Boo Bear Boo" she cooed, giggling. I sighed, I hated that nickname, let alone being added to "boo bear boo"
"Eddie wettied his beddie!" she screamed, laughing. She rolled onto the meadow ground roaring with laughter, rolling over and over. I sat there watching, contemplating of how it was possible to "wettie my beddie" when I didn't even sleep or…relieve myself. She finally composed herself, put on a straight face, and stared at me, flowers and grass among her hair.
"Knock knock" she said.
I sighed, feeling childish. "Whose there?"
"Interrupting cow" she replied.
"Interrupting co-"
"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" she screamed and started her uncontrollable rolling and laughing again. I stifled a giggle, trying not to think of things to insult her with for her sugar hangover later.
She kept laughing and laughing, even when I held onto her. A few minutes later, when I thought her high was done, I asked
"What are you thinking about?" I asked.
"The sunset," she replied.
"What else?"
"Being here in your arms. Watching the sun go down, how lucky I am to be here with you. How lucky we can both be together, forever."
I smiled and pulled my arms around her tighter, she snuggled into my chest and sighed and inhaled, no doubt my scent. I did the same with her hair.
After sitting like that for a few minutes Bella asked,
"What do you call a room that's not in a house?"
"What Bella?" I asked.
"A MUSHROOM!" she screamed and started her laughter all over again.