Ok guys, this is my first fanfic on this board and definitely my first fanfic of Twilight-I am so so nervous I haven't written one in years!! I actually forget how to write?:P

Anyway this is just a teaser, I really want to get inside the head of both Edward/Bella and really make you feel, as silly as it sounds.

Please review and tell me if you think I should continue??

BPOV.

I really had no qualms visiting Edward at such a late hour, and was pleasantly surprised when he had called me. Actually pleasantly surprised isn't even the term I'd use. I was so elated it wasn't even funny. But still surprised...Edward and I had a connection. There was no doubt about that, but was it deep enough that we could just let go of our inhibitions and be as honest and needy as we needed to be? I knew he was the 'suffer in silence' type, pretty much me in male form, and due to our lack of expressiveness when it came to others; I think we found something in one another. I had no idea what it was, I kind of thought of it as..ourselves, like we just saw ourselves in the other person. We gave, we took, we shared, divided, conquered. The system was flawless....reaching new heights so it seemed. Everyday gradually we became bolder in our quest to have someone to talk to. Tonight was the night in which Edward called me at 2.00 am, he knew I'd be up and I of course felt that there was something strangely romantic in crossing the streets in a dark night, under the bright moon to someone so utterly perfect.

I climbed out of my bedroom window without much effort, wearing a thick sweater over my pyjamas, shielding me from all of tonight's elements. My wavy chocolate brown hair hung in a messy bun and my feet were shoved hurriedly into a pair of trainers. I searched for some simple way to get down, and luckily found a tree to my right with expertly placed branches.

Meant to be, I grinned wickedly.

Taking care, I made my way over and cautiously placed my leg on a branch, holding on to the trunk for dear life. I was so desperately careful because, knowing my luck, any wrong movement or footing could send me plunging to my death. I made my way down with few errors thank god and jumped from the last branch as quietly as I could. I landed with a quiet thudand fell a little onto my knees. At this point all I could do was roll my eyes at my predictable clumsiness.

I picked myself up, and almost immediately began running. The night was so still; and the calm surrounding me combined with my innate excitement just exhilarated me. I passed numerous streets and ducked in and out of alleyways being careful to avoid anything that didn't appear to be kosher. After what seemed like forever running, I eventually made my way to the Cullen house. Sprinting up the drive I spotted a low, dim light that was peeking out from Edwards bedroom window.

I took out my cell phone and texted him.

I'm here.

After a few quick moments passing, the rumble of a key in a lock, turning awakened the dead night.

There he stood; in the doorway. In a plain white t shirt, grey sweats and that hair. The perfectly sculptured disarray of reddish bronze strands that stood on end actually glistened in the moonlight, which somehow-don't ask me how, reached him even under the shade. He held the door open wider and casually leaned against the frame. The silvery glow reached his god-like face; a Greek statue if I ever saw one, all angles and planes. Perfectly formed and defined in every way imaginable. Even his dark eyebrows seemed to have a definite shape to them, unlike any other males.

And his eyes...what could I possibly say about them? They were slightly hooded, darkened, with an inner glow in the most fantastic colour I've ever seen. A piercing emerald green. They actually stilled you and spoke to you-well to me anyway. And half the population at Forks High so it seemed...

His lips curled into a crooked half smile as he ran his hands through that tangled mess atop his head, revealing the toned and muscled arms that belonged to him. His t-shirt hitched up a little and I saw only part of his defined abs and a certain trail of darkness that delved below his sweats. The thought made my mouth go dry.

'Are you coming in?' He questioned me, still with that smile.

My eyes shot back up to his face. How could I say no?

'Of course,' I blushed slightly at the realisation that my mouth was slightly agape. I skipped forward slightly and as I reached the doorway, Edward stepped back-ever the gentleman, he held the door open for me and let me in.

Well, what do you think??