Hey everyone, here's the start of a fanfic. It takes place somewhere between New Moon and Eclipse sort of lol..please review and tell me what you think. I have written this chapter in EPOV also (and about whilst Bella is asleep) but i have only got it on paper. It is better than this chapter but if everyone likes this then i will type it up for you. please tell me what you think and feel free to tell me any suggestions that you would like to see happen in this story....(enjoy :D)
BPOV
'Night dad' I said as a quietly snuck upstairs. I heard him grumble something before I opened the door to my all to familiar room. Taking in a last breath I scanned the room until my eyes finally rested on what I was after.
And there he was.
My beautiful god lay casually on my purple quilt. I smiled still standing by my door.
'Hello, beautiful' he breathed.
My heart literally melted every time he spoke to me like that…Edward Cullen talking to me?? Edward Cullen in my room?? Edward Cullen calling me beautiful??
Edward Cullen…mine
'Are you just going to stand there Bella?' Oh right he was talking to me. I felt my cheeks smoulder slightly as I perched myself next to him. Would I ever get used to this?
'How was dinner?' he asked...honestly curious.
'Ok, I suppose…Charlie has a lot on with work so we didn't get to talk much' I replied whilst Edward stroked my hand in those circular motions he knows I love.
'How was your evening?' I mimicked.
'Slow' he stated. 'Very Slow'.
I smiled and then bit my lip. He knew what I was going to say.
'Human minute?' I nodded and grabbed my bag.
He knew me so well…why he ever asked me what I was thinking was beyond me. He always knew.
Stepping into the bathroom I slumped my bag on the side and began slipping off my jeans and t-shirt. Still in my underwear I picked up my toothbrush and began the routine of scrubbing. Next was the radio on the side…I fiddled with it until I found a song I liked. It was an old track…mid sixties I think. Edward could probably tell me if I asked him.
Quickly shimmying my way out of the deep blue underwear I was wearing I stepped into the warm water. I had just finished rinsing the shampoo out of my hair when I realised I'd been quietly singing along to the track. I felt my stomach slightly twist as I knew Edward would have heard me perfectly clear.
It wasn't that I was a bad singer…quite the opposite really. I used to sing a lot when I was younger. Rene used to love listening to me sing, especially when I played the guitar along, But I stopped all of that when I moved here. I felt the sting in my eyes as the tears I hated so much began forming. STOP!! I told myself and picked up my strawberry conditioner as a distraction.
Getting out of the shower didn't go without drama. My foot slipped on a small puddle and I rushed to grab the sink before by bum had time to crash on the floor. Phew. It was one of those moments when your heart feels like it has froze…like when you miss the bottom step.
Slipping on my little cotton shorts and top, I quickly rubbed my hair through with a towel and brushed it. Soft curls had already begun to form around my face when I emerged from the bathroom.
I walked (almost skipped) back to my room and peeked around my door. There he was. As if I were never gone. I rushed to put my bag back on my desk and went to cuddle up to my stone god.
'Welcome back' he mumbled in my hair.
'It's good to be back' I smiled.
'Tell me something Bella?' he asked as he pulled my chin up so our faces were inches apart.
'Yes?' I gulped. A little confused.
'Why have you kept that beautiful voice of yours all to yourself?' he chuckled.
I couldn't even remembered what he had just said to me. He was dazzling me.
'Well?' he pushed.
Before responding I yawned involuntary.
'I'm sorry, your tired, we'll talk in the morning.'
He was so considerate. Also putting me first. But this time I didn't complain. I was very tired and didn't particularly feel like having that conversation right now, or anytime at all really. And so I snuggled up to Edward's chest as he hummed my lullaby.
