BPOV
"Edward, it's nothing!" I whined as my vampire boyfriend pulled me to the hospital, clutching my forearm in his icy hand.
"You hit your head really hard Bella. I want to make sure your not concussed." He replied in his velvety voice which made me go weak at the knees.
"You are so over-reacting! I only fell down one flight of stairs, and the floor was only tiles….ugh fine!"
Edward chuckled lightly and pulled me in for a cautious hug. Even though I enjoyed the hug, I wished he would not be so careful around me. I mean I know that with one wrong move he could crush my bones and at any time he may lose control and drink my blood, but I trusted him more than anything. I just wished that he would trust himself.
I pulled my head of his shoulder and drew back to gaze into his golden brown orbs. His face was so perfect. I began to trace his features with my index finger, feeling his smooth icy skin, and laid my hand to rest against the crook on his neck. Slowly I began to lean in, eyes boring into his, my hand slightly caressing his neck.
We were so close now I could feel his chilling breath on my lips; his face wore a look which was impossible to read. And then it came, the rejection, the gentle push back, the sign that I had crossed one of his oh so important boundaries.
"Bella," he sighed, "We need to get you to the hospital" and with that he unwrapped himself from me and pushed me through the hospital doors we had been standing outside of.
I felt the bitter sting of tears well up in my eyes from his rejection but willed myself not to cry as we passed through the hospital corridors towards Carlisle's office.