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So I decided to write one of those Edward & Bella practicing fics! This is just really fun to write, and I hope you enjoy.

Rated M for lemons (soon to come) and language.

Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Stephanie Meyer, I just like to make up stupid little stories about them.

Chapter 1

~Bella's POV~

June 7th, 2008

The meadow was lush with greenery; the air humid from the morning dew, the sun hot. We sat in the middle of the grass, our hands entwined, talking about absolutely nothing important as Edward played absent mindedly with a strand of my hair.

He pressed his cold lips against the nape of my neck, sending refreshing shivers up my spine. He moved to my jugular, his favorite spot on my neck, and kissed it gently. He moved up slowly, feathering me with soft kisses, stopping at his destination, parting my lips with his own.

His kiss was eager; rougher than normal, something I hadn't expected. I took in a sharp gasp, causing him to immediately pull away and have me at arm's length.

"I'm sorry, Bella," He said quickly, panicked. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I shouldn't have – "

"What? NO! You didn't hurt me!" I bellowed, attempting to pull him in for another kiss, but he didn't budge. I wasn't even sure he noticed my advances, but seemed to move further away.

"Edward, you didn't hurt me," I said in a more composed tone. "Really, I liked it. I want that. From you." I couldn't help but blush, even though I've said those words one too many times.

He gave me a brilliant smile, flashing his teeth. "Soon, love. The wedding is fast approaching."

"Not fast enough," I grumbled, trying my best not to pout.

"Look whose warming up to the wedding after all."

"Haha. You know what I meant."

He chuckled, settling back into the soft grass, closing his eyes. I watched, completely mesmerized as the sun reflected off of his marble skin, glistening as if there were thousands of diamonds implanted in his pores.

I was still fascinated with this phenomenon, running my fingers along the length of his arm as the rainbow-like reflections danced across my skin.

I couldn't help but question reality once again. I had to be dreaming. There's no such thing as vampires, right? It was only a matter of time before I wake up in a mental hospital, I was sure.

"You know…" I trembled, sure that he noticed. He sat up on one arm, looking at me intently, urging me on.

"Never mind," I sputtered, trying best not to make eye contact with the vampire before me.

"Oh, no you don't, Isabella Swan," He said teasingly. I could hear the strong curiosity in the undertone of his voice as he gently laced his fingers around my wrist, stroking my hand.

"Tell me," He pressed, pulling me into his chest. I shook my head, nuzzling into him in a poor attempt to hide my face. I could feel the heat pooling in my cheeks, and was sure my heartbeat was erratic.

"I'm going to assume it's much worse than it really is…"

I groaned, knowing he wouldn't let this go until I told him. I knew it was an argument waiting to happen. Inevitable. I took a deep breath, preparing my thoughts.

"It's just that…well…" I stumbled over my words, not sure how to phrase what I was about to disclose.

"I know you want to wait till after the marriage to…you know…" I was sure Edward was worried about my heart possibly beating out of my chest and onto the grass, or at least a mild heart attack.

He nodded, still staring intently on my face. I mentally scorned myself for not having the courage to say 'sex' in front of my soon-to-be-husband. How is this ever going to work?

"I'm perfectly fine with that, Edward," My voice was still a bit uneven, but my breathing was now in perfect control. His features softened at my words, as if he's been relieved from a huge burden.

"But…" I went on, looking to his face for emphasis. He immediately tensed again, his eyebrows furrowed with concern.

"There are so many other things that are in between chaste kissing and actually doing it, Edward." He sighed, looking to the grass, avoiding my eyes. He looked pained, ill. His features were strained with disapproval.

"We can't, Bella," He said in a stern manner, closing his eyes and holding his breath.

I felt rage build up in the depths of my gut. I took a deep breath, trying to ease the rejection I felt.

"What do you mean 'we cant'?" I spat, trying to remain at least somewhat under control.

"It's too dangerous. I might –"

"Hurt me? Lose control? Ugh. Typical Edward." I mumbled, rolling my eyes. "What was that a couple of weeks ago, then? You were ready to put out for me right in this very spot." I said, reminiscing to the time where he said I gave too much away - the time where he was ready to consummate our relationship right here in the grass. Was that a bluff?

"Were you lying? Toying with my fragile human mind?" I was unaware that my voice rose into another octave, and I was now standing.

"No, Bella. I wasn't 'toying' with your mind, nor lying."

"You make no sense at all," I said, defeated, slumping to the ground.

"You know, if you don't want to have sex with me, then you can just tell – "

"You're absurd!" His raised voice caught me off guard, cutting me off. "How can you assume such a thing? Absolutely ridiculous!"

"You're the one that's rejecting all of my advances. What do you think I'm supposed to assume?"

"Well, not that."

"What then?"

Edward gave me an exasperated sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.

"Bella, listen to me. I'm doing this for your own well-being. You know that. I've explained this hundreds of thousands of times, and I'm not doing it again. End of discussion."

I huffed, completely unsatisfied where this conversation has lead. Whenever I simply implied our physical relationship, he closed himself off, locking his mind away.

"So that's it then?" I growled, my fists clenched into tight little balls.

"Yes, moot subject." He closed his eyes and laid silently back into the grass, taking a deep breath, his face soft, unreadable.

I waited for him to say something, anything. To at least flinch. He did none of that. If it wasn't for the supernatural tendencies I've become so accustomed to, I would be worried he was dead.

I grumbled, standing up, turning away from him and marching to end of the clearing, not willing to stop.

"Where do you think you're going?" He was right beside me in an instant, gently grabbing my arm, which I yanked away swiftly.

"I'm going home," I said, walking into the dense forest.

"Bella? Home is that way," He said, giving me a quirky smile and pointing in the opposite direction.

"I was taking a detour," I snapped back, continuing to walk straight ahead.

He suddenly appeared right in front of me with a crooked grin. "Hey," He mocked, startling me as I jumped back.

"Move," I groaned, attempting to push past him. He stood like an immoveable wall. Every time I moved, he moved, holding me back.

A teasing grin was plastered across his face every time he stepped in front of me. He was amused by my frustration and anger. He was having fun.

"Let me through!" I attempted to push through him again, this time he wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me still in a strong hold.

"You're going to get lost," He whispered in my ear.

"I'm sure I'll eventually find my way." His amused expression finally faltered, his cheeky grin turning into a scowl.

"Bella, please don't be like this," he grimaced. I tried to wiggle myself out of his strong hold, but failed.

"Don't start with me, Edward," I warned. He loosened his grip and stood back, eyeing me carefully, apologetically.

"Ugh, just take me home." He abided without a sound, picked me up swiftly, placing me on his back.

In a matter of minutes we were back at the Volvo, Edward strapping me in gently in silence, as I remained furious.

The ride back was exactly the same: quiet. I crossed my arms over my chest and stared intently out the window, trying to make my anger and disapproval obvious.

"Tell me what you're thinking," He broke through the invisible barrier between us. I could feel his eyes bore into the side of my head, thick with curiosity.

Trying not to make eye contact, I rebuked, "You know exactly what's wrong."

He sighed, "Please don't think I'm using my weaknesses as an excuse to not get physical with you. Believe me, there is nothing I want more than to consummate our relationship."

I turned to face him, irked by the mere fact that it seemed he was paying absolutely no attention to the road and instead my face. His deep topaz eyes were wide, his face sincere.

"Actions speak louder than words, Edward," I said mulishly. His gaze fell slightly to the floor as he took an unneeded breath, and turned his attention back to driving.

He turned into my driveway, turning off the car, and walked me to the door, ever the gentleman.

His topaz eyes were a bit darker than they were before, possibly from our previous conversation. He kissed my forehead, breathing in my hair, cherishing my scent.

"Don't be angry with me," He murmured, attempting to dazzle me with his smoldering golden eyes.

"It's difficult to stay mad at someone like you," I said bitterly, flashing him a sarcastic smile.

He gave me his infamous crooked grin, pulling me into his arms.

"I'm going hunting tonight. I'll come back around midnight. You don't have to stay up for me." I suddenly felt terrible and immature for the way I treated him. He was so selfless, compared to me, always taking my health into account.

He only has my best interest in mind, I kept saying to myself.

"See you later, I'll miss you." He placed his lips on mine softly, causing me to swoon. My breath got caught in my throat as my mind began to soar, his sweet, sandalwood-like scent made me feel faint and giddy.

My silly teenage hormones set into effect. I laced my fingers through his hair, pressing my lips to his, not willing to let him go.

Edward attempted to pull away, but I followed his lips with mine as he tried to break away.

I heard the door swing open and a disapproving groan gurgled in back of me.

Edward gave me a disgruntled look, as if to say 'it's all your fault.'

My face burned as I attempted to cover it with my hair, ducking my head in embarrassment.

"Good evening Chief Swan," Edward said politely, "Just returning your daughter for the night."

Charlie stared him down with his arms crossed and his face purple. Edward returned this gesture with a peaceful smile.

"Well," Edward began, breaking the awkward silence, "I should leave. Goodbye, Bella," He said in a soft tone, kissing my forehead.

"What's the rush? Got a hot date?" My dad grumbled. I rolled my eyes and gave him a sharp look.

"My family and I are actually going out to dinner. We have reservations," He lied smoothly. I held back a smile as he winked discreetly at me, as if it was some kind of an inside joke. Well, technically, I guess it was an inside joke.

"Oh really? Where you guys going?" Charlie looked genuinely interested, since he ate in every diner within a 50-mile radius of Forks. Of course, he didn't understand how his question made both Edward and me uncomfortable.

"Uhm. Outback Steakhouse. In Seattle," He answered coyly.

"Ah, you like that steak?"

"Sure," Edward smiled.

Another awkward silence fell upon us as I looked nervously between the two. Charlie was still eyeing Edward carefully, as he gave Charlie an uneasy smile in return.

I spoke up quickly, trying to save Edward from my father's wrath and nonsense questions. "I don't want to keep your family waiting. You do have reservations, after all."

"Right," He laughed nervously. He turned his attention to me, taking my hand in his, kissing my fingers softly.

"Guess I'll see you later," He smiled, dazzling me with his eyes.

"O-Okay," I said breathlessly. He nodded once to my father, addressing him as Chief Swan, before going to his car. He waved to me once more through the windshield and sped off, as I watched in awe.

"That man always has you dumbstruck," Charlie groused, making his way through the door.

I choked on a laugh, blushing furiously, and followed him into the kitchen.

It was definitely going to be a very long and monotonous evening without Edward.

So what do you think? Silly Edward.

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