Okay, I said I'd upload the last chapter of Forks Was No Chicago here so you could keep read the last of it here and it will be fresh on your mind. I'll try to have the new chapter up by tonight. Sorry again!
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Song for this chapter is Thriller by Micheal Jackson
Chapt. 19 - Skating Rink Misadventure pt 1
"Yes!" Emmett laughed. Bella was frozen on my chest, eyes huge and on Emmett.
"Please no! Please!" She plead in a whisper. Emmett shook his head, relentless.
"Aw, come on! You know how clumsy I am!" Bella's voice came back, rising with her panic.
"Look Izz, I'm bored, obviously Alice is, Jasper will be. I'm sure Eddie will be comfortable just cuddling with you all day, but we aren't. Don't be such a pansy, Bells." Emmett stood up and looked down at Bella.
"Edward." I muttered. He ignored me.
Bella scrambled to her feet awkwardly and stood in front of him. Subconciously she stuck out her chin and planted her hands on her hips. I propped myself up on my left elbow and watched them interact, highly amused.
"I'm not being a pansy! I'm being safe, thinking ahead to protect myself!" Bella cried.
"Dude, are you quoting a condom commercial or some shit?" Emmett scoffed.
"Dammit Emmett! You are so dense sometimes! I'm not quoting shit! I don't want to go skating! I won't go, you can't make me!"
Emmett simply raised an eyebrow at her. She backed away, holding her arms up as a sheild to her face.
"Emmett...Emmett...Emmett!" He scooped her up and over his shoulder. I started laughing despite myself at them. "Shut the hell up Edward and get you ass over here and help me!" Bella snarled.
"Dude, reason with her. She's so damn stubborn." He passed me Bella's tiny flailing body. "Dude, it'd be fun!" Emmett lightly punched my shoulder. "She digs you man. Convince her."
I sighed and carried Bella up the stairs. Jasper stepped out of a door down the hallway, buttoning the top of his shirt. "Uhm...?" He looked at me. I shrugged.
"Dude! We are notgoing to the skating rink! Tell Emmmett no!" Bella said from behind me.
Jasper snorted. "I think it'd be fun."
"Jazz!" Bella complained but he just laughed and walked around us to the stairs.
"Jasper! Jasper!" I felt Bella wiggling, trying to grab him. "Fuck!"
I opened her door and gently flopped her on the bed. I sat down beside her.
"Oh no. Don't even think about trying to convince me. I'm not going. We have to do something else. You don't understand: I am prone to all things dangerous or painful, or, or, emabarassing!" She fell back on her pillows and moaned.
I climbed up and lay beside her, laying one arm across her stomach. "But it might not be dangerous, painful, or embarassing." I whispered, trying to be persuasive.
"Might!" She scoffed. "Dude, it will be. I know it will be. I don't do skating rinks."
"I won't let anything happen to you, love." I kissed her neck.
"You'll get hurt trying to save myass. Then it will dangerous and painful for you, and embarassing for me. Oh, also throw in guilt for getting you hurt." She sighed and rolled till she was laying on her side. Her eyes were closed.
I copied her posture. "I won't get hurt. I am rather good at skating. It's like dancing, when you have a partner, it's all in the leading." I leaned and kissed her nose. She exhaled through her nose, lips tight together.
"Seducing me won't work." She uttered, trying to open her mouth as little as possible. I suppressed my laugh. Truly something else.
"Won't it?"
"...No. No, it won't." She stuttered. I was starting to get to her already. I scooted closer and took her lips, kissing her gently and slowly. "Umm!" she groaned against my lips in frustration. "Arghhh!" She jerked back and glared at me. "I said no. NO!" She sat up quickly and slid to the edge of the bed.I sat up and stalked towards her, watching her every breath.
"Edward.." She whispered in panic. She looked behind her. "I'll fall."
"I'll catch you," I breathed as my nose touched hers. "I won't let you fall off the bed. Or on skates. Or even when we dance."
"You're wrong. You let me fall when I kissed you as we danced." She bluffed.
"You didn't hit the ground. I caught your fall. We didn't even break the kiss." I shot back.
"Dammit. Damn it to hell. Please don't convince me." She closed her eyes shut tight. "Damn eyes."
I kissed her, taking her by surprise. She surrendered and kissed me back, not noticing when I slid her back onto her pillows. "I love you." I whispered into her mouth.
"I..love you." She managed.
"How much do you love me?" I asked, trying my best to sound sexy.
"More than you can comprehend." She said softly. I moved to her neck.
"Enough to do me a favor?"
"Anything."
"Let's go to the skating rink." I said, positive she'd agree.
"No."
"If you love me you will."
"I do love you!" She nearly shouted,
"Then let's go." I said nonchalantly.
"No."
"Bella! I haven't even gotten to go yet." I plead. I actually wanted to go, but I wouldn't force her.
"Go some other day." She growled. Her voice vibrated her throat under my lips, making me shudder with pleasure. Before doing something I'd regret and enjoy, I pulled back and looked at her. Her big eyes were narrowed into slits. She glared at me wordlessly.
"But I want it to be with you." I kissed her cheeks.
"No, you're just saying that to make me crack. I won't budge."
I widened my eyes, trying to persuade her with them. She just glowered at me.
After a while her glare softened and her lips parted, swollen slightly from the force of pressing them together. Her forhead lined when her eyebrows knitted together. She looked like a little girl who'd just found her missing doll, in the road as a car ran over it. She looked devistated.
"Fuck it. Fine, I'll go. But give me a skateboard or something."
"What?" I asked, laughing.
"You heard me." She spat. "So I can sit down on the damn thing and roll around."
"Bella," I chuckled out. "I'll hold your hand, babe."
"Better make it both. Don't underestimate the monster within me."
"The monster within you? You're like a freaking kitten. Well, aside from that mouth of yours." I scoffed.
"Dumb ass, I was talking about my amount of klutziness - don't underestimate my ability to fall on my face. Or ass."
"That's the second time today I've been called a dumb ass. What the hell?" I complained.
She nuzzled my nose with hers. "Well you're my dumb ass. Even though I'm pissed at you right now."
I laughed and pulled her into a sitting position.
"Shall we?" I asked, motioning towards her door.
She muttered something unintelligible, that sounded like a stream of profanities, and got up.
...
We decided to take Emmett's jeep so we could all go in one trip. Bella did, however have to sit on my lap. Rose was better and came along as well. As we got out I lazily hung my arm around Bella's shoulder.
"Impending doom." She groaned dramatically.
"Don't be such a baby." Emmett stalked by and into the door.
"I'm not." Bella muttered.
We entered the skating rink and walked over to the sitting area. It was a little crowded considering the sunny day outside. As I put on my skates, Bella sat beside me and stared at hers. She still had her ratty Converse on.
"Bella," I started.
"I know." She snapped. She sighed and put them on slowly. After they were on she looked at me pleadingly. I would have cracked but then we heard Emmett and Rosalie.
"Wooo!" Emmett howled as he and Rosalie twirled and danced to the pulsing music. I chuckled at the expressions on the other skater's faces. Bella gripped the bench with her hands until her skin was streched white over her knuckles.
"Ready?" I asked as sweetly as I could. She turned to glare at me with exagerated slowness.
"You hate me. You hate me, don't you? Don't you?" She cried.
"No! No, I love you! Come now Bella. Don't be a killjoy." I took her hands.
"Why can't we just go somewhere else? Hmm? It's such a nice sunny day, why waste it indoors?" Bella stood unevenly and wrapped her arms around my torso. "I'm going to fall!" She screeched.
"No you're not. Don't worry." I placed my hands on her waist and held her a distance away from me. "See? Nothing at all to worry about."
She wobbled slightly and then looked at me in defeat. "You're not going to let me get out of this are you?"
I grinned. "Nope."
She sighed. "Well, let's go."
I pulled us over to the edge of the rink. I looked down at Bella. She was gnawing at her bottom lip like it was gum. I bent down and kissed her lips softly.
She sighed again but wrapped her arms around me.
Bella POV
Kissing me like this, he could convince me of anything. Even skating. His arms tightened around my waist and I tangled my fingers into his soft hair, pulling slightly.
He grinned against my lips and pulled away. He raised one eyebrow at me. I pretended to have no clue as to what he was smirking about.
"Ready?" Edward asked again. Before I could answer, he was pulling us into the crowd of skaters.
He left one hand at my waist, taking my left and laying it around his neck. Then he held my right hand firmly in his. Before I could protest, we were waltzing on our skates, around and around, in perfect synchronization.
I was enjoying myself, I threw back my head and laughed when we continued to waltz as they played "Low" by T-Pain. My hair was flying around me. I closed my eyes and felt like I was flying. I was still laughing when I felt Edward's full lips kiss my throat.
"Are we enjoying our self?" He asked.
I raised my head back up and looked into his green eyes. They sparkled in the pulsing lights of the dancefloor.
I kissed him quickly and then said "Yes. I have officially swallowed down my pride and admitted - I am having fun."
He beamed. "Good, because I am, too."
"Ah, Jazzy!" Alice sang as they zoomed by.
I snorted. Edward rolled his eyes. He spun us around again. The music stopped for a moment. We spun still. "Edward," I giggled, I couldn't help it. "Why are we walzting to..er, not waltzable music?"
"Would you prefer a different style of dance?" He smirked. I opened my mouth to protest but it was cut off by a familliar song beginning. I started laughing. Edward looked at me, confused.
"What..?" He asked looking behind him.
"Listen! Do you know what this is?" I snickered. I could almost hear the click in his head as he recognized the song.
"Thriller." He stated.
I nodded. Everyone suddenly skated out to the oval shaped floor. Alice and Jasper rolled up to our right, Rose and Emmett to our left.
"Dance off?" Emmett grinned. I snorted.
The music got louder, I could hear the wolves howling. Emmett and Jasper joined in with their own howls. Edward moved me to his side, and I clinged on to his arm desperately.
"You won't fall." He smiled.
I opened my mouth. "Please.." I rasped. I was going to die if he let go of me! "Edward, please!"
He looked at me for a moment.
It's close to midnight, something evils lurking from the dark...
Alice and Rosalie were shaking their hips in front of my brothers. Emmett and Jasper had a look of hunger on their faces. And a little drool too. Ew.
"I won't let you fall, baby." Edward murmered.
Baby. He called me baby. Sure, it was an affectionate name for someone you loved. You thought of them as your baby. Or babe. Honey. Love. Sweetheart. Darling. Ecetera, ecetera.
But in this case, it made me feel like a baby. Not Edward's baby, but an infant. Unable. Incapable.
I glared up at him. His eyebrows shot up to his hairline. "Bella, I...Bella?"
"What? Why are you looking at me that way? Stop staring and take your place. I'm going to dance, baby." I sneered. Edward's face showed his recognition: he saw I was pissed and determined.
When he turned his head to talk to Jasper, I sank down to the floor and started to untie my left shoe. It was perfect that the lights were off as the introduction was still on. I pulled my skate off and flexed my toes. I swiftly took the other off. I tied them together and slid them out of the rink and into the table area. I hopped up in my sock feet and smiled just as Edward looked at me. He pecked my forehead and then my nose, then my lips.
We all just swayed to the beat, patiently waiting for the chorus.
Darkness falls across the land, the midnight hour is close at hand...
Edward took my hands in his. He mouthed I love you. I winked at him, trying to hide the smug twinkle in them.
Finally the chorus came in.
Thriller, Thriller...
We all did the movements: left, right, left, right. Clap, slide, clap, slide, left, right, left, left, right.
I was doing it rather well. It was the only dance I could do. Luck was with me today, for I had not fallen yet.
As the song wound down, Emmett broke out in a full on ass shake. I burst out laughing as the other guys shook their heads. "Nutcase." Jasper muttered. Rose rolled her eyes, but grinned in spite of herself.
Thriller ended and Edward took my hands and started to skate away. My sock feet glided along slightly less smooth. We sat down at our table while the others stayed on the dance floor. Some cheesy disco song started playing.
"This is my jam!" Emmett bellowed. I shook my head.
"I didn't know you could dance. And on skates." Edward mused. "You lied to me."
"No, I didn't. I can dance to Thriller, but nothing else. And besides, you asked if I could Waltz and all that other shit. The Thriller dance is epic, a classic, true. But you didn't mention it, for you were only referring to-"
"You are such a con artist." Edward cut me off, laughing. I smiled at him across the booth.
"Me? Never!" I waved my hand.
"But really, how did you do so well? You were better than me, but before...you couldn't even stand on the skates! Then you did that?" He shook his head in awe.
"Oh...you know. Just...you...you know." I mumbled, trying to avert my eyes from my feet under the table. Edward followed one of my quick glances. He gasped and pulled my left foot into his lap in one lithe movement.
"Son of a bitch! No wonder!" He said, exasperated. When he glared at me I smiled sheepishly. He still glowered. I pulled out my doe eyed pout. His glare wavered, but otherwise stayed.
I pulled my foot free and jumped up to make my way over to him. Impossibly forgetting I was in socks, I slipped. The floor came up to meet my face and I closed my eyes tight and held my breath waiting for the impact. Edward's arms caught me easily.
"Oh!" I looked up at him. He was pressing his lips together tightly as to not laugh. He pulled me into his lap. "Sorry I decieved you." I said kissing the tip of his chin.
"How did you do it? One moment you have skates on - the next you somehow don't. And how did I miss that?" He asked.
"You looked away, I dropped down to the floor and took them off and slid them out of thin rink. In fact..." I trailed off looking around at the tables. I spotted my small skates tied together under a booth occupied by an old couple. "Look! There they are!" I pointed. Edward saw them and turned to laugh into my hair.
"You're brilliant, but I will get you back. And also, why did you get pissed when I called you baby?" His breath gave me goosebumps. I shivered.
"Oh...um you know. I'm weird about things sometimes. I wasn't pissed...well okay a little," I corrected when he raised an eyebrow. "I felt challenged you know?"
He smiled. "No, I don't know. I don't feel challenged when people call me baby."
"You know what I mean."
"So in other words, in order to stay on your good side, I shouldn't call you baby?"
I grinned. "You can I suppose." I faked nonchalance. "It is rather nice to have a pet name." In truth, I loved when he called me lovey-dovey names. I was such a wimp.
Edward smiled and leaned in until his lips touched my ear. I shivered again. "Okay then. Because I rather enjoy calling you that. It lets others know that you are mine. I like that. I'm proud you're mine. Others should envy me that."
He cut off my snort by kissing me hard. I couldn't kiss him back, his lips were too forceful. Then they softened and I kissed him back with as much fire as he was giving. I loved kissing Edward. His lips were perfect. And at that moment every other person vanished. I didn't care if there was a five year old pointing and yelling "Cooties!" I didn't care if the old couple was muttering about our lack of modesty. I didn't care that the pervy thirteen year old at the snack bar with bad acne was fantasizing he was the one having the makeout session with me instead of Edward.
All there was right now was Edward's lips, Edward's tongue, Edward's taste, Edward's hands...
I can't say how long we stayed melded together. My lips eventually went numb as did my tongue, but I refused to break away. I felt giddy due to my lack of air and the heat from Edward's cheeks was lighting my own aflame. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. If I had enough air I would've sighed. I pulled my tongue back into my mouth and gave his bottom lip a gentle squeeze with both of mine and then finally, regretfully I pulled back.
Ah, air. I hadn't had any in so long..
Edward's face was flushed, his high cheekbones a dark pink, his eyes bright. His lips were a dark rose color and swollen. And his hair, it was even more disheveled than ever.
He traced the planes of my face with the fingers on his right hand while his left stayed on my waist. Both of my hands were on his chest. I smiled as I felt his chest heaving fast and deeply as his lungs sucked in oxygen.