Well it has been a while since I have uploaded a story. And while listening to the song One Man Drinking Games by someone-or-other, I came up with this small little story that I may or may not continue onto a bigger story . . . because I like it, I think I might. So this is kinda a prologue if I do.

I do not own Twilight blah blah blah, and I think Stephanie Meyers is one lucky chick.

So the low down; Bella and Edward are friends like BFFLS and shit and like yeah. There not together but are always together.

"You'll just have to find out tomorrow. Bye Edward."

Smiling, I put the phone back on the receiver turned out my light went back to my bed and laid my head back into my pillow waiting for sleep to enclose around me.

It was not long after that I heard a rattle outside my window. Thinking it was nothing I just turned over, but I heard it again and again, three times now and I decided it was time I went to investigate.

I pulled back my curtains a small crack and seen a dark shadow lurking near my back fence. Panicking, I let go of the curtain and ran to my bed pulling the covers over my head and concentrated on my breathing.

It's nothing. It's nothing. It's nothing. I repeated in my head over and over again, but then I heard my window creaking open. I went as still as a dead piece of wood. Not moving, not breathing, and thinking of the worst.

It's a murderer! His going to kill me! I'm going to die! My head was freaking out.

"Bella?" I heard a muffled voice outside of my covers, searching for me.

Please don't kill me! I'm not here. Please go away! I'm not here.

My covers were suddenly tossed back and I quickly sat up but before I could scream a hand was over my mouth and an arm wrapped around my waist from behind me, holding me against this intruder.

"Shhh Bella! It's me!" A loud whisper came from behind me. It was Edward. He slowly let go of me and I turned around to face him and . . .

WHACK! I slapped him with all my might across his face. "You dick!" I scream whispered. "I thought you were a murderer coming to kill me! Don't you-"

Edward grabbed my wrist that had slapped him before it could again. When I lifted the other he grabbed it as well holding them to my sides.

"As if a murderer would come to kill you." He smirked.

If my hands weren't pinned to my sides I would have punched him. "What the hell do you want!" I scream whispered again. "It's like," I looked over to my clock "1:00 in the freaking morning! And we only just got off the phone! Can't it wait until tomorrow?!"

"You know this freaked out/angry look really works for you." He said raising an eyebrow.

I glared at him, just waiting until he loosened the grip on my wrists, then he would get it, straight across the freaking face. But before I could work on anymore of my slapping plan he kissed me! The dick kissed me! Then, I lost all train of thought. He pulled back and stared at me smirking his little face off.

"Done thinking about killing me?" he breathed, letting go of my wrists slowly and placing his hands in his lap. I hated that he knew what I was thinking. All. The. Time. It just was not fair. I was an open book, like my mother had always repeatedly told me. Her "little open book".

He chuckled, probably about the stupid look I had on my face. But I couldn't help it, he stole my first kiss. The dick had stolen my first kiss. And, it. Was. Gooooood.

He leaned forward to whisper in my ear. "I love you Bella." And he kissed. Me. again.

And in this one little kiss, it told me everything. He loved me. He wanted me. Forever. Always.

AN; So you like it? Want more? Reviews are the only way people.

P.S I have a few other stories that I will be uploading soon, as soon as I fix my laptop up.

TTFN x B