Chapter 2.

I still couldn't believe this was real, I knew Edward now hates me for being so irresistible I just needed to be run over now, all you need is a car, and to walk out in front of it, don't worry he WILL save you. The car park was filled with cars, red, yellow, green, you name it, it was there, but they were not as impressive as I thought they would be, the only one that stood out was a silver Volvo, their Volvo. It looked like it was dipped in wax; they must clean it a lot. Then I saw the slim, dark figure leaning against it, I decided to not look anymore.

As I tried to spot a car worthy of me diving in front of, I found it, as I was plucking the courage to jump in front of the oncoming car my heart hammered so loudly I couldn't hear the screech of tyres from the car that was now plummeting toward me full speed. The blur of the car was the only thing I saw from that point on, I felt a force push against me curling me up into a ball, I almost laughed. I feel like a hedgehog! Then a pressure was relieved from my legs as the swung from under something. He was good. I felt a hand; I can imagine was his, which eased me upright. I tried to open my eyes as I heard his melodic voice,

"Bella? Are you alright?" I had managed to open my eyes to see his glorious face fuming, I better shut them again. All I managed to reply was a squeak, before I could help it I was being wheeled off in an ambulance with people prodding me and strapping me to a stretcher, I was brought to the hospital after hours of negotiation, they only asked Charlie to come after a little while, thankfully he wasn't angry.

"Your first day of school and you get knocked down, classic Bella." He mused.

"Where's Edward?" I sounded a bit desperate.

"He's just in the other room talking to Dr. Cullen" Charlie replied

"I just want to thank him for saving my life" I noted. Dr. Cullen entered the room; His golden hair was floating in the breeze he made. My god! His face was stunning, rather like Edward's, but he had a different kind of features. The nurses love him, I bet. Then in came Edward, it should be right for someone to look so good all the time. He looked so effortless, he had changed, He wore a navy blazer over a white shirt with a red tie tied loosely around his neck, His jeans were faded perfectly with a yellow stitching, and his feet were adorned with black and white chequered vans. I didn't know he dressed like this! Where's his tan sweaters and khaki pants? I hadn't paid much attention to his clothing before.

"How are you?" Edward's smile warmed the room, "It's a good thing you're not road kill!" he chided.

"Ha ha, so funny" I said sarcastically, "What's it like being the hero?" I joked with him. It was nice to have a light conversation with him; I thought it would be so awkward. All the people just left the room as we continued talking.

"I'm no hero," he said as predicted "I was just there at the right time." He lied, pretty badly I must admit.

"Yeah…" I agreed sarcastically, "And I'm not clumsy," I joked

"I was there at the right time" he added, more seriously this time.

"You weren't there before I was nearly crushed! You were at your car!"

"And I think you know why." He said mysteriously.

"W-what?" I asked astounded. A crease furrowed in his brow. I always wondered what that would look like. "I know what you are." I announced proudly. He smirked.

"I know you do,"

"How?" My voice sounded broken.

"Alice saw Bella come, she didn't look like you." He chuckled, my jaw dropped. He's in such a good mood!

"Do you care?" My voice broke in the wrong part of that question.

"No, Not at all!" He sounded appalled.

"How am I here?" I asked in a whisper.

"Well, Let's see, you nearly got crushed by a-"

"Not that!" I hissed.

"I don't know how or why." His eyes smouldered. My heart monitor went berserk.

"How embarrassing," I scowled, how machinery could betray me like this.

"I find it…" he struggled to find the word.

"-Adorable?" I finished his sentence angrily.

He drove me home, luckily I was allowed go home that day, no damage was done. The drive home was quiet; we didn't say much at the start.

"Do you have to go hunting soon?" I asked mainly because I didn't want to have to be alone without any notice.

"Not for a while," he reassured me.

"Will it take long?" I really didn't want him gone for longer for a day.

"A few hours." I gasped

"I thought you camped for days."

"That's actual camping, and to, obviously, avoid the sun," he noted, "We hunt very quickly, well, I do!" He chuckled." You know you can never see me hunt." He dropped his voice, he sounded worried.

"Yes, I know,"

"You won't do anything stupid, will you?"

"Is that really my decision it seems I'm incapable at handling myself these days." After a minute of silence his voice came through clearly.

"What are you thinking?" I had lost track immediately after looking at his sharp beautiful features.

"How can you not read my mind?" I wondered aloud.

"You must have some kind of…force-field, or something." he laughed.

"I don't think so."

"How did you find out about me by the way?"

"I read some books." I hesitated.

"What do you know?"

"Everything." I smiled wickedly at him.

"The future…" he was surprised.

"If everything goes to plan., then yes." I said in a hushed voice.

"I'm so angry I can't read your mind." He spoke through gritted teeth.

"I'm glad you can't." I whispered, he turned to look at me, damn his good hearing.

"Why?"

"Because I like my privacy." He laughed hysterically at that.

"What's so funny about that?"

"Eh, Well I have to admit that I was a little bad, I watched you sleeping. It's interesting to watch you, as I never do." there was silence after that. "Are you freaked out by me?"

"No, I was just wondering if I…snore…" I muttered the last part.

"You say words and phrases." His eyes glossed over as if he was remembering something.

We pulled up to the house at that point. Charlie was watching us through the window.

"Will you come to my bedroom when Charlie's asleep?" His eyes widened and his mouth stretched out into a grin. "I don't want to be alone." I admitted shamefully. Charlie was interested in talking to me as I stepped through the door.

"I see you've taken an interest in Edward." He grinned.

"Um , yeah, Dad. I'm really tired, I think I'll just go to sleep now." It seemed rude to just not talk about it, But Edward was waiting for me, and I really didn't want to talk about guys to Charlie. I wished him goodnight and kissed him on the cheek.

I was right, Edward was waiting for me, lying sprawled across my tiny bed, his feet hanging a foot off the end of the bed. My heart spluttered uncontrollably, He beckoned me over with a finger, I cautiously joined him, I lay next to him and lay and hand on his cold, pale hand. He flinched but left his hand there. He turned to me, His golden eyes burned with intensity, He moved toward me until I could smell his breath, sweet and fresh like peppermint.