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Hey everyone. This is just a little one-shot that may possibly be followed by another chapter. Vote in reviews! Okay, here it is!
My Singer Can Sing (A One-Shot)
My wedding was one week away. Alice was running around like a mad-vampire-woman trying to tend to some last minute wedding details. Edward and I were able to slip away for a while. We went to our meadow for some down time, for some quiet time, for some Edward-and-Bella time.
A few weeks ago, the very thought of marriage appalled me and I'd been dreading the day I had to walk down the isle. But, I had warmed up to it in the past few weeks. I saw it was formally being bonded to Edward for eternity. Being bonded to Edward was quite all right with me! In fact, I made it known that it was what I wanted most. Well, besides Edward himself (This might be partially me speaking, too).
But something had been bothering me. I had noticed a few days ago that Edward had never heard me sing. Everyone had always been telling me to try out for American Idol and that I had such an amazing voice. But the one single person who mattered most to me had never heard my true voice. I wanted to show it to him. I wanted to show it to him before our wedding.
It was now or never.
"Edward?" I said.
"Yes, love?" he answered
"There is something I need to share with you," I said, "This is… well… not sure how you'll react to this. This is something that could be sort of important." He looked at me with beautiful golden eyes that were swimming with worry. I sighed, slammed my eyes shut and started to sing.
Think Fast
Memories are everywhere
The moonlight
The faint resemblance
To your eyes
I thought I
Had it under control
Whoa…
Your name is etched
On the side of my old guitar
Didn't think twice
I played it under the stars
Oh…
When we first met
On that night that I couldn't take back
But, oh, it hurts
To see the shun shining
Like it dies while
I'm crying like a child
It makes it wall worth while
To dream
Whoa
I dream
I dream
The sky and the birds
Your eyes and your words
The last "I love you."
The first "I don't care about you."
I loved you!
How could throw away my words
Like they didn't even matter?
Yeah…
But you
I still dream of you
And you need me, too
It's true
I opened my eyes and saw a very shocked Edward Anthony Masen Cullen. For the very first time, I saw my beautiful, perfect, immortal, vampiric (Oh the list could go on) fiancée so stunned that his mouth hung open. I knitted my eyebrows together. Did he not like my voice?
"Say something," I said desperately, "Say anything!"
"Bella," he said, "I thought you were perfect before! You are an angel. I knew it all along," he joked. I smiled as I buried my head in his stone-like chest. He kissed my hair. "My singer can sing," he whispered.