Sadly, I did not create Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, or anything related to those categories. However much I may wish it different, I did not create Edward. Though, we all thank Stephenie Meyer for doing so, and making him so...well, you know. And if you don't know, YOU SHOULD NOT BE READING THIS BECAUSE YOU HAVE NOT READ TWILIGHT. Thank you for your time

BPOV

It was Saturday so we went to Edward's house this morning. Alice was squealing with joy about something the whole time, so Edward shut the door on her. It was actually kind of funny to see Alice that mad. If she was a cartoon there would have been smoke coming out of her ears. After we got in the Volvo and I thought he was driving home, he took a left instead of a right out of the driveway. I was confused.

"Where are we going?" I didn't like Edward, or anyone for that matter, surprising me too often.

"I thought we could take a little detour before we go home. You'll see when we get there." Edward turned to look at my face, and apparently didn't like what he saw there.

"Don't worry, Charlie's still at Billy's watching the game. They're not even close to being done." That still didn't ease the tension. The last 'surprise' I had gotten was Emmett jumping out of a gift wrap box, scaring me half to death.

Could that be it? No. He wouldn't give in that easily….

The car came to a stop in front of a trail. One that looked very familiar.

"Are we going to the meadow today?" I had hoped he would save this trip for a better day, preferably one when I could stare at him glistening in the sun's rays, all afternoon.

But he just smiled and said, "You'll see." I smiled back and went to go climb on his back, bracing myself for the run. Before I could take one step, he disappeared, and I felt his cold embrace.

"Hold still", he said, as a piece of cloth came into my vision. He tied it around my head so I couldn't see anything.

"This is dangerous, you know. I can barely walk straight when I can see. You're crippling me farther." Not only was this true, but I got anxious when I couldn't see his face.

Then, in one of those blindingly fast movements of his, I was on his back. "I promise I won't let anything happen to you, Miss Swan. Trust me. Besides, what possible danger could you be in with me?" He laughed at this, and then we were running. I know Edward was running at the same speed he always does, but this time was different. It took much longer, almost ten minutes, before he stopped. Edward took my wrists in his hands and set me down gently. Though I made no sound as I touched the ground, it was not the soft grass I had expected. It was harder.

"This isn't the meadow." It was not a question. I knew the meadow, and we were not there. I was slightly disappointed.

"You're right, it's not. You have never been here before, or at least I have never shown this to you previously. Do you often go galloping about the forests without me?" He was radiant right now. I could feel it, sense it. Something about this place made him happier than I had seen him all week. I wasn't used to this.

Breaking my train of thought, a bird flew by my ear, and it caught me off guard. I lost my balance, and I could feel myself slowly tipping. I was waiting for someone to yell "Timber!" But before I could hit the ground, Edward caught me. He lifted me up and started carrying me somewhere. His lips were at my ear.

"Don't you think it would be easier if you could see before you started moving on your own?" he whispered. Balancing me with his left hand, his right moved up to my head to untie the makeshift blindfold. "Close your eyes," he told me. I obeyed quietly. He stood me on the ground. His arms were around my waist, hugging me to his chest. A chill went down my spine, but not because he was so cold. "Are you ready for your surprise now?"

"Promise it won't kill me?"

"It's only as life threatening as you are to yourself." Oh, that was comforting.

I sighed and said, "Ok. Bring it on."