Shakespeare once said,
"For never was there a story of more woe, than this of Juliet and her Romeo,"
But living in my own Romeo and Juliet story, I have to say, I completely disagree with this notion.
I ran down the stairs as I heard the quiet tap on the door, and through the chilly hallway. I struggled to open the door. Stupid deadbolt, I thought to myself. There he was, standing on the porch. My own personal Romeo.
"Hi," I said, breathing in the sent of him.
"Hello. How was your afternoon?" Edward replied.
"It was tolerable. But it seems to have perked up now."
He chuckled and pulled me into the circle of his arms. I held on with all my strength, desperate to stay there, and Edward, noticing my actions picked me up and carried me to the living room. He sat us on the couch and pulled me onto his knee, burying his face in my hair.
"I missed you." I sighed. I always missed him when he left to hunt.
Edward chuckled and pulled me tighter to his chest.
"It never gets easier does it, love? Leaving I mean." He whispered.
It was inevitable that he had to leave every so often. There wasn't anything either of us could do about it.
"I can handle it." I murmured against his shoulder.
"Well at least one of us can." He mused.
We sat silently for a moment, content in the silence.
"What do you want to do tonight? You choose." He suddenly asked.
"I don't mind." I said while Edward picked up Charlie's newspaper. On the front, was a picture of a two people holding hands.
"Let's go on a date." I said suddenly.
"What?" he asked slightly confused.
"A date. We've never gone on a proper date before. Let's do it. Tonight." I don't know why the idea suddenly came into my head, but it did and for some reason, I seemed desperate to do it.
"You want to go on a date?"
"I do."
"Okay…but I'll make a deal with you. You chose what we're going to do, but I get to choose what we do." He said with a glint of amusement in his eyes.
"That seems fair."
"Okay, I'll pick you up later then." He smiled.
"What? Why, where are you going?" I asked, taken-aback slightly.
"Well, if you want to go on a "proper date", then I'm going to have to leave so that I can come pick you up." He smirked.
"…you could have said that that was part of the deal." I said, letting my face fall into a pout.
Edward put his fingers under my chin to tilt my head up. He gently pressed his lips to mine and wound his arms round my back, pulling me closer. He leaned away slightly, his dazzling smile stunning me.
"It will be worth it later. Promise." He whispered.
I pressed my lips back to his and sighed.
"I can't wait."
He chuckled, and then suddenly he was gone. I heard Charlie's cruiser pulling up outside, my queue to start the dinner.