a/n Hey guys, so here is chapter one! (By loving-this-twilight)
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight…or One Direction's song ;)
BPOV (17 years old)
One more day left of Forks High and then I'm free for the summer before College. Edward, my boyfriend, Alice and Rose (my best friends) and their boyfriends, Jasper and Emmett had all graduated and been accepted into Dartmouth. It was going to be the best few years of my life. College with my 'family'.
It was my 18th birthday tomorrow and I'd persuaded Alice not to throw me a party, as after my 17th I had ended up in hospital with a fractured skull – don't ask. It was just going to be a sleepover with the six of us. However what we hadn't agreed on was presents, I didn't want any! My friends all insisted that they wouldn't spend too much on them though. At eleven, I finally dragged myself to bed, after saying good night to my dad, Charlie.
'Good Morning Forks! It eight o'clock here on the morning show!' My radio alarm blared out. I sighed and untangled myself from the sheets. I smiled to myself; this was it, the last day of torture – the last day of High School. Quickly I got into the shower, humming to myself. Charlie had already gone to work – I guess being the chief of police really kept you busy. Once my hair was washed, I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. Carefully, I looked through my clothes; Alice would kill me if I came in to school in a 'horrible' outfit for the last day, when all the photos were taken. I threw on a pair of faded jeans and a navy blue blouse which Edward complimented every time I wore it. I rushed downstairs and when I entered the kitchen, my mouth fell open. There was a stack of freshly made chocolate chip pancakes and a pile of beautifully wrapped presents. Charlie had outdone him self. I wiped the stray tear off of my cheek. I sat at the table and picked up the card. On the front there was a cartoon drawing of a cup-cake. In the inside, it said:
"Bella,
Happy Birthday, hun. Sorry, I had to leave early this morning. Open your prezzies and have a nice time at the Cullen's place tonight.
Enjoy yourself, see you tomorrow,
Charlie :) x"
I smiled widely, that was nice of him. I unwrapped the presents and saw a camera, wow! And a pretty photo album from mom and Phil. As I got up, I sent a thank-you text to mom and dad. Then there was a knock at the door. I ran towards it and then pulled it open.
"Edward!" I sung, happy too see him.
"Hey!" he smiled, hugging me, "Happy Birthday, Bells. I'll give you your gift this evening," I rolled my eyes.
"I hope you didn't spend any money." I said, the only way he could get me something was if he didn't spend a penny. This time he rolled his eyes before he pressed a kiss to my lips. I grabbed my bag and the we were off to school.
*After school, at the Cullen's house – still BPOV*
Edward pushed open his front door and led me inside, by the hand. Emmett and Jazz were decorating the living room to make it look like a proper sleepover. The floor was covered with duvets and pillows. The T.V was in the middle of the room, surrounded by cheesy DVDs. It looked really comfy. Rosalie was sat on the sofa shouted orders at the boys. Alice bounced over to me, smiling ear to ear.
"Okay, first Edward gives you his presents, then we have cake and then we give you our presents." She instructed. I smiled, I knew better than to argue with the little pixie. I was actually quite curious to see what Edward had gotten me. He snaked his arm around me waist and pulled me closer to me.
"I'd like to give you my gift in private, love." He whispered into my ear. I let him lead me outside to the gazebo in the garden. I stood in the middle.
"Close your eyes, Bells." He said, I did as I was told. A few minutes later, I opened my eyes to the sound of music. I gasped, Edward was stood infront of my playing the guitar. He looked so cute. He began to sing – he had written me a song, how romantic. His voice was flawless.
"Your hand fits in mine
Like it's made just for me
But bear this in mind
It was meant to be
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me
I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes
When you smile
You've never loved
Your stomach or your thighs,
The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
But I'll love them endlessly
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do
It's you
Oh, it's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things
You can't go to bed without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep
And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep
Though it makes no sense to me
I know you've never loved
The sound of your voice on tape
You never want
To know how much you weigh
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you,
It's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things
You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you
You'll never treat yourself right, darling, but I want you to.
If I let you know I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh.
And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth
'Cause it's you,
Oh, it's you,
It's you they add up to
And I'm in love with you
And all these little things
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you,
It's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all your little things!" he sung beautifully. He wiped away the tears I hadn't even realised were falling.
"That was the best present ever, Edward, thank you!" I said, smiling. He kissed my forehead and put a necklace around my neck. I looked down and there was a beautiful silver heart resting on my chest.
"What's this?" I asked, he smiled,
"My mom's necklace, she left it to me in her will." He explained, I gasped, he was giving me something so precocious,
"Thank you, Edward," I managed to choke out. He pulled me closer to him, rubbing soothing circles on my back,
"Anything for you, love, happy birthday," he whispered into my hair, while tears of joy cascaded down my cheeks.
