Edward POV

Am I stupid? I just asked her for my number. She probably is going to think I'm a stalker. Might as well just tell her that I didn't mean it.

She looked like she was in deep thought. I was getting more nervous by the second. Each second she thought about her answer was like a stab in the heart.

"You're not some kind of serial rapist or anything are you?" She asked, her eyes narrowed.

""No of course not!" I don't know why she would think that, although I figured she would, I would never hurt her. "If I was a serial rapist I would have already kidnapped you because you're alone." And because you're the prettiest thing in the world. No! Stop thinking like that Edward, she probably has a boyfriend. A girl like that doesn't just walk around single.

"Fine. Here is my number. Call me anytime you want, just you know, don't call past 10." She said YES! Well not literally, but it was just like a YES! She handed me a piece of paper from her bookbag. How did she already have her number on a piece of paper? Like I said, she's that kind of girl who already has a boyfriend, or REALLY wants one.

"Thanks." I breathed. This was like getting exactly what I wanted for Christmas, and a little more than what I wanted. I leaned in closer, breathing in her scent. It smelled like freesia and lavender. It smelled GOOD. A little too good, if you know what I mean. I decided I should take a chance, so I kissed her on the forehead. She didn't even pull away! "Good night, sweet dreams Bella. "

"Good night." She said, her eyes glazed over, and she walked away, that's when I noticed what she was wearing. She was wearing a black and white pokadotted dress that tied around the neck in the back. It fit every curve on her perfectly. I could see her pink bra straps and I immediately started undressing her in my mind. I tried very hard not to drool on myself, and failed miserably.

As soon as she was in the car, I was left alone again.

Guess I better get home. Maybe I could call her tonight. I check my watch, and saw that it was 9:14. I told myself that the reason why I was calling her was because I just wanted to see if she gave me her REAL number, not because I just wanted to hear her voice. Although even when I said that over in over in my head, I knew I was falling for her. She was just so beautiful, and she had the selfless personality that not many girls had. Her voice was now my number 1 favorite sound in the world. I checked my phone and noticed it was off.

Damn, forgot to charge it while I was out of the car.

I headed to my silver Volvo. It was my prize possession, and it was a chick magnet.

I got home and sighed. Let the questioning begin.

I turned the knob and opened it wide. It banged the wall, and everyone in the living room looked straight at me.

Damn, shouldn't have done that.

Everyone came running to me and hugging me.

"Oh Edward, I was so worried. Where were you?" Esme my mom said. I could feel her tears on my shoulder.

"Don't ever do that to us again." Alice said.

"Where were you?" My mom asked louder.

"I was at the park mom." I said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"What were you doing there?" She asked pulling back to look at my face. I knew my feelings were etched on my face, because the next thing I know Alice and Rosalie are jumping up and down squealing.

"Edward's in love! Oh, who could it be? Is it Lauren? I'm going to kill you if it is!" Alice said giving me a glance to see if it was her. I was disgusted. Lauren? Ugh! The world has gone mad! I couldn't be in love with any one as repulsive as her. Ok I admit she was good in bed, but I didn't think about her the way I did when I thought of Bella.

"No, definitely not!" I said through my teeth. This was getting on my nerves.

It was like my family could read my mind…or maybe it was just REALLY easy to figure out, which I didn't know. But because of them being able to know what I'm thinking, I was now being asked questions on the girl that I was apparently in love with. Is it that noticeable?

"Yes it is Edward." Rosalie said. Oops! I guess I spoke my thoughts out loud. Double oops! "You look like you've seen the sun for the first time! Although, with all the girls you've been with it's amazing you haven't gone blind." She said eyeing me up and down.

You see, Rosalie is my sister, so is Alice. I just wish my mom had a brother because the more I hang around Alice and Rose; I will lose my manliness, especially when I needed it to get girls out of their clothes.

Alice was a shopaholic. Total shopping-crazed shopaholic. All she did was shop. I had a full closet of clothes that she bought me that I will neverwear. I'm just glad that we moved here to Forks, because here in Forks, they don't have many malls that Alice could raid. For the ones that Forks did have, I knew they would be out of business by the end of this month, because of Alice.

Rose was a musician. She loved to play guitar. I admit that I play piano, but I don't play it till 3 o'clock in the morning on a Sunday before school. I loved the pieces she wrote, don't get me wrong, but when you have an amplifier up till it might catch on fire and your hitting solos every minute, it can get a bit ANNOYING. She was working on a song for her boyfriend, who wasn't even good enough for her. He just wanted to get into her pants, and it was so obvious that Alice started to tell Rosalie that the tight dresses she was always wearing were so 'last season'. When really she was just trying to get Rosalie out of them so her boyfriend wouldn't jump her. It worked, to an extent. She still wears tight jeans and shirts, and it isn't helping. So I don't know when she'll come home crying and scarred for life from him. It was only a matter of time.

It wasn't like I did the same thing. I wanted the same thing that he did with any girl. I wanted to get into girls pants. I was sick. I was a sick person who was no longer a virgin since age 13.

My mom was a stay home mom. She cared way too much for us that she would sit in the living room waiting for us to get home. She made us every meal of the day, before we moved here. Now we would be going to Forks High School, and she wouldn't be able to feed us for lunch.

Dad was never home. Ever since we moved here he went to the hospital and worked there. He had all day shifts. So when he was home he was curled up I a ball somewhere asleep.

So I was here with 3 ladies. I'd learned to use my manors a long time ago and it helped a lot when trying to get girls. But somehow I wanted to go out and drink with guys, which I never did because I am always so busy with girls. Sitting at home letting my sisters mess with my hair and clothes or pretend that I am in love with a girl I hardly know was NOT an option. I wanted to change, and it was all because of Bella, and I hardly knew her!

Of course everyone knew that I had had been in bed with more girls than it was possible, but I really had feelings for Bella, and if the only way to be with her was to change then so be it.

I was a player. My soul purpose was to get girls out of their pants and then break their hearts. Why was it so hard for me to think about Bella and me in that way?

I wanted the best for her. She was that kind of girl who was shy, but was amazing in bed (or so I've learned). But I didn't want to do that to her. I didn't want to hurt her, and I'm sure I would do anything for her to be happy. And I hardly knew her.

"If you excuse me, I need to call someone." I said hoping that they would all understand. I was always calling girls. That hope was flushed down the drain as soon as Alice opened her mouth.

"Who?" She said, cocking her head to the side. I knew what she was talking about.

"Oh it's just a friend." I said shrugging my shoulders. I always said that when I was talking about my personal life with my sisters and my mom.

"Well, tell me I can keep a secret." Psh, yeah right.

"Umm…you keep telling yourself that." I said biting my lip to fight the laugh that was building up in my chest.

"You shouldn't have said that." She said before pouncing on me and tickling me. I was laughing uncontrollably, and before I knew it, everyone that was there was tickling me. I couldn't breathe I was laughing so hard.

"Stop…it!" I said desperately trying to get up. If only I could get these 3 girls off of me, I could run to my room and lock the door.

With all my strength I pushed past my sisters and my mom, running as fast as I could to my room. I locked the door before sliding down the door and sighing happily.

I missed times like that. When the whole family would laugh and have a good time. When dad was home and playing truth or dare with us or video games with me. Dad was never home anymore. Neither was I. Last time he was home and awake with a smile on his face was when we lived in Alaska. Back then, he didn't have a job. He went to the interview to Forks Hospital and we immediately moved. I missed my friends. I missed my old life. I missed the hot girls. But at the same time I was happy to move here. It was like starting over. I just wish that Dad didn't have this stupid job.

A single tear slid down my cheek. I loved my Dad. He was like my role model. I would never tell him how much he meant to me, mostly because he wasn't around for me to do so.

I inhaled deeply, wiping the tear off, and picked myself off the floor. I remembered that I needed to call Bella before 10. So I quickly reached the phone. But before I even picked it up to dial, my hands froze. What was I going to say? Hey Bella, I'm in love with you. Not happening. When I tell her I am in love with her, I want it to be romantic.

Wait! When did I decide that I loved her? The answer was beyond me. If I ever saw her again, I'm not sure I would be able to look at her the same way again.

I mentally slapped myself. I was THE player. I had had sex with more women than all my guy friends put together. So why did I feel all queasy in side and nervous when I thought about asking Bella out?

I told myself it was because she was insanely beautiful. I didn't love her did I? No, I did not. Right now, more than ever I wanted to talk to my Dad. To ask him what the feelings I was feeling meant. Trying hard not to cry, I picked up the phone. I listened to the dial tone for a minute and set the phone down. I couldn't do this. I had done this a gazillion times and I couldn't do this. I couldn't even call a girl I hardly knew. I had called girls that I knew less about and I had not one pinch of nervousness.

I was losing my player style. Being without my guy friends was doing this to me. I remembered faintly, sleeping with every girl in Alaska. I was wanted. Not just by girls, but by the police. I remember getting in trouble with my parents when I came home in my boxers with handcuffs on. I smiled at the memory. The girl I had been with name was Tanya. She was a yeller for sure. I always liked yellers. But because of her yelling, the neighbors heard her and called the police. I had been in jail for 2 days before my parents got bail. I was grounded from going out for a week. My parents were rich. And therefore I had amazing clothes, (thanks to Alice) that always picked up girls in a blink of an eye.

With all my will power I picked up the phone and dialed the number. There were 3 rings and a man answered the phone.

"Hello?" The man said. It made me extremely jealous. What if she was with him? What if they were together?

"Um…Hi. May I please speak to Bella?" I asked with my most convincing gentlemanly voice yet. Jealousy was building up quick. If I wasn't careful, I was going to sound like a murderer.

"May I ask whose calling?" The man asked.

"I'm Edward Cullen; I am a friend of Bella's." There was a pause on the other line.

"Ok, here she is." He said.

"Um, Hi? Is this Edward Cullen?" There was something in her voice that sounded like she was excited. No, that couldn't be. Excited to be talking to me? Edward Cullen? I must be imagining things.

"Uh, yeah this is...I-I was just wondering if you wanted to go out some time?" I stuttered over my words. This was the first. I had never stuttered over my words. EVER. Especially when I was talking to a girl.

"Sure, I would love to." She said YES! She said YES to ME! I swear I was doing a happy dance. Wait? I had never been this happy to have a girl say yes to me…Hmmm, that's peculiar. That was when I realized that I was in love with her. Whenever she spoke to me, my heart quickened its pace. When I had heard her sing I had thought I was in heaven. When we had shook hands I felt un fire. Whenever I thought of her I felt like I was flying

Damn, that sounded corny. But it was true.

"Ok how about Friday night? I'll pick you up." I said. Then I realized I didn't know where she lived.

She giggled at something then said, "You don't know where I live."

"Oh well I guess we could meet up at a restaurant?" I asked. I didn't know what kind of restaurants there were in Forks. Should have taken a tour on my way home from the park. I mentally slapped myself for forgetting to take a tour of Forks. How stupid of me!

"We could meet up at Texas Road House." She said it as if she was in deep thought.

"I guess that sounds ok, I'll see you at Texas Road house at 7 o'clock." I finally said.

"Ok, goodbye Edward." Just her saying my name sent thrills through my body that hadn't happened in a long time.

"Bye Bella. Sweet dreams." I said before hanging the phone up and plopping down on my bed. I fell asleep as soon as I hit the pillow, and dreamt sweet, dreamy, amazing dreams of Isabella Swan.