CHAPTER 1: Chocolate Hearts and Desperation

"Chocolates and flowers?"

"Did you get them?"

Turning on the speaker phone, I threw the phone onto my bed and searched for an outfit. "I did"

"And…" he urged, causing me to roll my eyes. We had had this conversation a hundred times and while I waited for him to give up, he just kept going.

The chocolate and flowers I was referring to wasn't that simple. Having all the money at his fingertips meant that a hundred delivery boys brought in thousands of lilies; my favourite of course. And the chocolates had piled up until I took some to La Push.

"I gave them to Charlie and Sue" I sniped and pulled out my favourite Led Zeppelin tank top. As it was an original, it was washed out but I didn't care.

A small sigh crackled over the line. "Bella, I'm trying here"

"And I asked you not to" I argued.

"Is this because of Jacob?"

An aggravated scoff left me and I held onto the towel when reaching down to pick up the phone and end the call. "Okay that was stupid" he pleaded and I paused, "…but I'm going out on the limb here" he reasoned, sighing heavily.

"Again, you don't have to" I reminded him of our last conversation where I basically told him to fuck off.

Nonetheless, he was determined…persistence – I suppose I could credit that. "Bella Swan, I want you back and I am not willing to give up" he vowed fiercely and I could imagine his eebrows furrowing like they did with his seriousness.

"You had me but you let go" I whispered, hating how that wasn't the first time I had said those words.

Releasing another breath, he lowered his voice into a feeble whisper. "I was stupid"

"Yes" I nodded.

"And idiotic"

"Yes" I agreed, setting the phone down to cross my arms.

A small laugh surprised me. "Is this helping?"

"Maybe" I reasoned and dropped the towel so I could slip into the acid wash jeans. "Keep going" I pushed with a small smirk. I couldn't pretend that I wasn't enjoying how hard he was trying. What girl wouldn't want a man at his feet?

"You are all I want; all I need. When I left – I was only thinking of your safety" he repeated and I had to hold in the humoured and very un-ladylike snort. "I really do love you Bella and I will do whatever it takes to prove that"

Now I felt somewhat guilty…

"How am I doing?" he wondered which made me finally laugh.

Staring at the phone, his words spurred in my mind and I was suddenly conflicted. "Ask me tomorrow"

"Bella…" he groaned again.

Just as I was about to tease him, the sound of a purring car interrupted the silence. It wasn't the familiar drone and hum of the police cruiser.

With the phone still in my hand, I pushed up from the bed and tentatively approached the window. Pushing apart the curtains, I looked down to the driveway.

"…Are you even listening to me?"

Snapping back, I realised I had missed whatever he'd been saying. "You love me. You want me. Yeah, I got it. Gotta go" I hastily surmised because anything I felt and thought was suddenly eradicated.

"Bel-"

I ended the call abruptly and set the phone aside. Reaching down, I grabbed the lock, before pushing the window open. A small laugh and gasp leaving me when the figure emerged from the cherry red car. "What in the hell?" I chuckled under my breath, shaking my head slightly.

After a fraction of a second, he cupped his hands around his mouth. "Rapunbel! Let down your hair" he called out amusedly with gleaming forest-green eyes.

Shutting the window, I turned to lean on the wall. "Asshole" I muttered, adorning a small smile.

Then I went downstairs to greet my unexpected guest.

A/N: Hope you have a wonderful valentine's day. As inconsequential as it is, show some love. And as Ellen says, 'Be good to one another'

Who is the guest? Should Bella take Edward back?