A/N –My first fic so please no flames. I came up with this because I hate the fact Bella is kinda dense (in my opinion) so please enjoy (or try!)
"Why didn't you just let the van crush me and save yourself all this regret?"
"You think I regret saving you?" Urgh, why did he keep answering my questions with questions?
"I can see that you do, I just don't know why." This is stupid; I should just say it while we're both here alone. "No, I take that back. I think you are feeling a lot of inner torment about friendships and closeness outside of your family's bubble. You want to forget about me yet you are bewildered by the fact you may like me. You are worried about the turmoil and how rifts between your siblings may become more permanent. You want to find out more about me because I quite intrigue you and you feel like years of solidarity are finally breaking down and you are changing. People adore you, just for how you look, yet you are not interested in lust: only love." Once the torrent of words began it was easy to continue with everything that was weighing upon my mind.
Edward was stood there, pure gob-smacked shock written all over his face, his jaw slack and hanging open. "Is that enough of an answer that you'll stop ignoring my questions?" I asked. I was still curious about how he had saved me. He laughed and it wasn't forced. "I guess so. But it has left me all the more intrigued," he flashed me a quick crooked smile which made my stutter for a moment, then continued, "that was very deep and no one has ever analysed me that deeply before, though I haven't yet met Aro." He seemed to add on afterthought.
"Aro?" I immediately questioned.
"An old family acquaintance." He replied, blowing the name off.
"OK." I just agreed with him – it was easiest.
"Shall we be friends?" He suddenly burst out, after a moment of silence. It seemed he had been thinking about the request.
Taken aback I countered, "Do you have a multiple personality disorder?"
"Not that I am aware of," he sounded confused which I took grim satisfaction for.
"You just said we shouldn't be friends a few minutes ago."
He looked slightly guilty and sheepish, "Ah yes. Sorry. Maybe I'll take that back. I am uncertain of what to do now so I will go home to Carlisle to straighten things out. I shall see you tomorrow Bella."
"Doesn't Carlisle work in the hospital?" I asked.
"Well yes. I- ... I'm gonna go now." He turned to the door.
"But if you leave now, won't you miss last period?"
"Of course – this is what the Government Education system call 'skiving'." He told me. Talking like I was stupid with a very amused expression on his face.
"But-" I said lamely.
"Don't worry Bella you'll see me tomorrow." He was amazing – I could see that now and completely intoxicating. Then he leaned even closer, his eyes going black (maybe he wasn't lying about the florescence) and my heart stopped.
"I promise – friend."
I was dazed and reeling in aftershock and staring at his retreating figure when I whispered, "Oh, OK." And there was definately a small chuckle in response.
A/N – This is a one-shot but I hope you liked it.