This is an Edward and Bella story. YAY! Here's the summary:

If Only You Knew-- AU, AH, All Human -- Bella and Edward grew up together, first meeting the day Bella was born 3 months after Edward. They were joined at the hip through childhood and only did their relationship turn into something entirly different when they were thirteen. As Bella and Edward turn to each other and spend most of their time together, Bella keeps a secret to herself. One that would crush not only Edward, but herself. Bella's secret and true feelings lurk under the surface until one night changes everything.

Now this chapter says "THEN" which means this is memories between Bella and Edward before their age right now--which is 16 (i changed the age). So when a chapter says THEN it means i'm going back in time. Writing chapters from their childhood together.

Some chapters will say NOW which means it's actually happening. Edward and Bella are 16 and what's happening is actually happening. Hope this makes sense!

-taylorcullenforever


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If Only You Knew

Chapter One:

Like You

Song: More by Tyrone Wells

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THEN

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The house is buzzing with life. Mom is running from room to room, voice snapping at Dad who was putting up the streams wrong. I sit in a lonely chair in the dining room, feet kicking the legs as I let the excitement build in my gut. Today is Edward's birthday, along with mine. Despite the fact that Edward's three months older than I am, we both agreed that we would enjoy it best if we had ours on the same day.

Edward was cooped up in his bedroom, forbidden to come down. Mom, Dad, Carlisle, and Esme are quickly wrapping up Edward's presents. Since I'd had so many they hadn't had time to deal with Edward's. They cut, wrap, tape, before placing them one by one on the balloon infested table cover. I smile as Mom deals with Lydia—my new baby sister—who's relaxing in a baby sling. I steady myself on the table, hands smoothing over everything in awe.

Our parents are really overdoing things. When Esme starts shouting at Carlisle to take care of the food in the kitchen, I decide it's time to go check on Edward. Our front yard connects directly to Edward's; our houses practically on each other's land. I hop over to the front door, turning the handle before slipping my shoes off and leaving them beside the wall. I can hear Edward playing video games from above his room, booms and robotic sounds filling the house.

I slip up the stairs, trying to take two at a time. I fail miserably, stopping before I busted my head open. Edward's uncle—Aro, was using the room right before Edward's. I thought his name was a little too funny for my taste, yet his eyes never failed to scare the living day lights out of you. Aro's door was open, cold air blowing out from a fan he had going. I held my breath as I passed, not letting myself glance at him.

"Hey, loser," I said, jumping into a beanbag beside Edward. He held the controller to his PS2 tightly in his hands, moving with it as he blasted an airplane from the air, sending it plummeting into the ocean.

"What's going on down there?" he asks, turning off the game to look at me. I shrug, wriggling my toes against his carpet, which is much softer than mine. I peak at Edward who's staring at me in a way I can't describe, and don't really understand in the first place. We're both 13 today, I think, wondering if he's thinking the same thing.

"Nothing. They're just putting up streams, wrapping all your presents, cooking." Edward's eyes sparkle when I mention the presents. That's one thing I can't help but love about Edward. His deep green eyes that belong to neither his mother or father. They were bright, crisp, and endless. Yet when he was happy they sparkled with the intensity that could blind you.

"What kind of presents am I getting?" he asks, leaning toward me.

"Nope. I'm not saying." Mom and Dad would kill me if I told Edward he was getting a puppy for his birthday or getting a Wii—which he'd been pleading for. I felt slightly bad for having seen all the things he was getting and not telling him. I understood how he felt—restless because of all the presents just waiting for us.

I stood up to go back over to my house. Edward followed my lead; acting like nothing was going on till I was directly in front of his bed—reaching toward the door. His body tackled mine, pushing me down on the comforter till his fingers were able to locate my sides. He tickled me with such ferocity that I screamed and squirmed from how much it tickled yet hurt.

"Say uncle! Say uncle!" Edward yelled out, on top of me.

"Uncle!" I screamed as his fingers stilled, coming around my back to wrap around me. He lay against me, head on my stomach as I wondered what he was doing. My fingers brushed through the hair at the crown on his head. Still bright blonde like it had been when he was five. He pushed himself up, sitting on the floor before beckoning me over.

I sat next to him, hands rubbing against my sides to relieve the pain that still zapped. I took a glance out of the window, staring in at my house through the open window. I could see Carlisle trying to situate a cheese platter, placing crackers in circles. Edward saw this and laughed, shaking his head.

"Let's play truth or dare," I say.

"Fine. Truth or dare?" I think about this for a second before answering.

"Truth." He smiles.

"Out of all the guys at our school, whom would you do it with?" I swat him on the arm, giggling at he just pulls me toward him so he can kiss me on the cheek.

"Dare." I say, hoping he lets me change it.

"Okay, go into my parents bedroom." He only does to me because we're forbidden to enter his parents or my parent's bedrooms. "And bring me something so I know you actually went in." I scatter into the hallway, pushing open his parent's room to find it oddly comforting. The beds a cream while the walls are painted a deep red. On the nightstand is his mother's favorite clip; one she wore every other day. My fingers clasped around it as I tiptoed my way back. Just in case Aro was watching me and decided to tell we were sneaking around doing God-knows-what.

Edward laughs when I hold the clip out of him. He takes it and I sit down.

"Truth or dare?" I ask.

"Truth."

"Who do you think is the prettiest girl at our school?" I'm hoping he says me but I'm also expecting him to say Rosalie Hale who has breasts the size of grapefruits and curves that make any boy fall to his knees.

"Dare," he says, shaking his head. I sigh, trying to think of something good. He glances at me expectantly. At that moment I wonder what it would be like to kiss him, to really kiss him. Not a peck on the cheek, but our lips together. Without knowing it I've said it out loud.

"What?" He asks, eyes wide.

"Kiss me." He blushes for a moment, wringing his hands. It's just a kiss, nothing to get all crazy about. His hand grasps my chin, titling my head up towards him as he leans in. Our lips meld together. Edward's lips are big and pout-y and are as soft as they really look. We pull back and look at one another.

"What did you think?" I ask.

"I thought gross at first," he says. I nod to keep from embarrassing myself.

"Totally."

"But then I thought, wow."

"Wow," I say, giving the word a try. It matches just fine.

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"Go say hi to Aro." My stomach clenches with fear. Why did I have to go pick dare? But it is a good one. Neither Edward nor I have ever talked to Aro, let alone have been left alone with him in a room.

Aro is lounging on the bed, feet up, his small TV playing. He takes one glance at me before smiling.

When I come back into the room, Edward stares warily at me.

"What took you so long?"

"He wanted to talk." I say, shrugging.

"Just talk?"

"Yeah," I say, watching as he rubs my shoulders with the hands of a man.

"Then why are you shaking?"

"No reason." I say, squirming away.

"Kids! Come on, it's time!" My mom calls, the front door slamming shut. Edward opens his mouth to talk but I grab his hand, pulling him out of the house and over to our party. All the while trying to convince myself that I had told him the truth.


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