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Story: I Need Your Tongue /8851616/
Chapter: 2 /2/
Author: khanspunk /2078641/
Reviewer: Alice Cullen
This story was written and created by khanspunk as a twilight FanFiction. The original characters belong to Stephenie Myer, and the story contained herein belongs to khanspunk. It is advised that you read the original story first.
(EPOV)
Across the room I watched Bella's decadent lips wrap around her strawberry. Her satisfied moans and sensuous licks added to the perfection of an already blissful morning. Cute imagery there.
That is until my annoying psychic of a sister decided to interrupt my voyeuristic pleasure. Her incessant texting had me considering a number change. Muhahaha. Oooh, is it me?
You've had your fun Edward! It's my Bella time! –A Haha, it is me.
I rolled my eyes. I had no desire to cater to her at the moment; Bella was now peeling a banana… Oh Edward. *Rolls eyes at crepily obsessive brother*
Stop being creepy Edward! 30 minutes! –A Oh that is exactly what I was thinking, this so is me.
"Stupid pixie," I griped. My gaze was again pulled from my screen. Unbearably cute as ever, Bella giggled as she crossed the room with banana in hand. My scowl had already faded before she curled up into the small kitchen seat beside mine.
"Have we been summoned?" she asked while, thankfully, resuming her peeling.
"No you've been summoned," I grinned, "I doubt Alice cares if I'm there. I think she has been suffering from withdrawal symptoms."
"I've been a horrible friend this summer, haven't I?" she bemoaned, her mood changing instantly. She proceeded to cover her face with her hands, banana forgotten on the table.
I pulled her into my lap and removed both hands from her face. Her brown eyes gazed at me concerned under wrinkled brows. "Alice knows I've been monopolizing you," He does that a lot. I whispered reassuringly. I was not the least bit regretful. "She knows it's entirely my fault. She's not the least bit mad at you."
"Really?" she questioned.
"Really honey." I assured her with a lingering kiss. "You just better hope it's not Bella Barbie-time though."
And just like that, her concern faded into wide-eyed horror. I couldn't help but chuckle. Hey! There is nothing wrong with dressing up.
(BPOV)
I cannot believe Edward left me alone with her. I am NOT that bad.
Here I sat on Alice and Jasper's bed cringing before a smirking Alice. Everyone else had gone hunting, including my unreliable coward of a boyfriend. She makes it sound like she is being laid out for the slaughter. Hehe 'unreliable coward of a boyfriend.'
"Don't look at me like that Bella; you'd think I was going to bite!" Her smile got even wider. This is starting to sound like a horror movie. That reminds me, I should take Bella shopping for some new clothes.
"Har har Ali." She smiled at my nickname for her. "Let's just get one thing straight. I draw the line at evening gowns." I put on my best stern face. "And no mascara this time, my eyes swelled up like a big ole tomato last time. Edward was apoplectic! You'd think the graceful undead would know how to apply a little mascara…" I would NEVER apply mascara wrong, and definately not enough to cause swelling. It must have been Bella's fault.
"You flinched!" Called it. She interrupted. "That was entirely your fault missy!" She folded her arms and turned up her delicate nose. "It would have been entirely on you if Edward turned me into a pile of ashes." Oh he wouldn't do that... Would he?
We glared at each other for a moment before erupting into peals of laughter, both of us collapsing on the bed. I almost forgot how much I enjoyed spending time with her. Oh she BETTER not forget. WE are going on a shopping trip this weekend. I wonder if I should tell her about this?
"So," I continued after we recovered "what brand of torture is on the agenda today?" *Rolls eyes*
Her suspicious smirk from earlier returned. Do I have an evil plan? I am excited!
Oh God. Hehe."Alice…" I warned.
"Don't be dramatic Bella; I want to help you with your quest." She explained excitedly as she turned quickly to face me. Definately a very devious plan indeed.
"Quest?" I inquired.
"Why, for Edward's tongue of course!" she exclaimed bouncing and clapping her hands.
Oh. My. God. Kill me now. This sounds like fun. I can't wait to see how it ends!
Writers Note: If anyone knows of a story they would like to see end up here please let me know. This takes so long to update because it takes ages to find a suitable story to write about, and then I have to get permission from the author, which I don't always get.
~SophieAngel69
