Roommates and Roomdates Chapter 2
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BPOV
That morning I woke up to the sound of Edward's alarm clock. It read six o'clock and we both were groggily half awake and half asleep.
"You can take the bathroom first, Bella," Edward said," I'll make breakfast."
Edward is the kind of person that doesn't like to be late, the perfectionist that every mother wants their daughter to marry and I can't believe that it hasn't worn off and got on me all these years. Our whole lives we have spent together and yet we never changed each other. That's what I love about Edward he doesn't try to change me and I don't try to change him either.
I say something like," Yeah go ahead. Eggs and toast please?"
"Of course, my lady," he says like we're in middle evil times.
I walked to the bathroom like a zombie and stumbled into the shower and I was wide awake when I forgot to let the warm water heat up. I was shivering for most of the shower. Then I got ready for the day and smelled the delicious breakfast waiting for me in the kitchen.
Edward and I both ate in a hurry he told me the cable guy was coming this morning and he'll be working on an idea of a building he wants to create from the ground up by himself.
"I'll be here all day, so don't worry about a thing. I'll try to unpack more stuff for the living room and you said that you'll be home at two?"
I nodded.
"Good we can set up your room if you'd like. I don't want to be stepping over something you want to do for yourself."
"Thanks," I said but focusing on the food he made," This is a wonderful breakfast Edward."
"Well it should be it is made by the wonderful Edward Anthony Cullen."
"Show off," I said under my breath.
"Now get going editor lady or else you'll be late," Edward said hurrying me out the door.
I sighed when I stood outside our front door and walked to the elevator. It was starting to close and I called out," Hold the elevator, please!"
A guy around my age held it for me and looked at me with a smile as I started to jog over.
"Thanks," I said to him putting my back on the left corner of the elevator. We were the only two people on the elevator and I was surprised, but I guess most of the people that live here are super rich and don't have a job.
I went to work that day and just sat there answering George's phone calls. He was busy reading all the stories he received and time to time he would let me read some and give me my opinion on them. I wasn't very keen on the stories today because I felt this urge to go back home. Something disastrous was happening and I wasn't there to fix it. The work day came and passed and I was enthusiastic when I got home.
When I opened the door I saw all of our furniture was organized and the items were decorated beautifully. I heard Edward's sister Alice screaming at him for something harmless and I said," Hello?" wondering where they are in the apartment.
Alice started screaming and hugged me out of nowhere. I saw Edward walk out from his room and he looked distressed.
Alice said," I love this place. The view is to die for. Bella!"
I was startled for a minute and then asked," What?"
"You didn't decorate your room yet. Can I help, please, pretty please with super cherries on top sprinkled with chocolate shavings from the best chocolate ever made," Alice whined like a child even though she was just an age younger than me.
I looked at Edward and said," Umm… Edward was going to help me with it. He has an incredible taste of dimensions and the best way to wake up and go to sleep. You know, where my closet would go and where my bookcase would go so it doesn't get too much sunlight or oxygen."
Alice face looked like she just got shot and I was so guilty for causing that face on her.
She said," Oh! I get," then she whispered," You just want some alone time with your sweetie."
I've also known Alice all my life and somewhere during high school she just assumed that Edward and I were together and you can never win when you argue with Alice or Edward or a Cullen for that matter.
Alice gave me a wink and then looked back at Edward and told him," You take care of my Bella for me, Ok Edward?"
He nodded and then Alice gave me another hug before leaving.
"What was that all about?" I asked Edward.
"Oh… Alice being Alice."
Edward and I started with my room then and it didn't take nearly as long as I thought it would take. We were done in about an hour and a half. Every little piece of memorabilia was in its own place and I especially loved my work space. Edward should be an interior designer from what he did with my room. My desk is a wood like dark brown and Edward added some wood so the cords of my computer don't tangle up and lie around like they used to back in Forks. Also it has a picture framed of me and Edward when we were seven years old playing at La Push.
I lay my back on the bed looking at the ceiling thinking how this man can be any better than he already is. Edward sits in my chair next to my desk and he looks like he's in deep thought.
"Are you trying to count the atoms in the air?" I asked him.
His face seemed like he was surprised that I was talking to him at first, but then he turned it into a mask, stood up and pulled me up by my arms.
My eyebrows went up in question to his actions and he didn't say anything. I searched his eyes for something familiar, but he looked lost, and like he wasn't here anymore only his body was.
"Edward?" I asked scared that he would just stand there emotionless again.
Edward cleared his throat and started saying something too quick for me to hear and it was too quiet that I doubt that he even heard himself.
"Huh? Edward what's going on?"
"I… ," he looked away from me," think that you are going to love NEW YORK CITY, THE BIG APPLE, THE CITY THAT NEVER SLEEPS!" Edward said in a great bravado voice like an announcer on ESPN.
I was worried for a moment because he started singing some random tune and moving our arms up and down and twirling me. He acted more like Emmett than Edward the man that I knew since pretty much birth. Edward that let me cry in his arms when I had my first break up in freshmen year. Edward the baseball captain and took his team to nationals. The Edward that talked technical physics when we were watching The Office. The Edward that tuned a piano he made himself at the age of fifteen for a week and did nothing else. Edward that only showed me his designs he has dreamt of the night before. He was gone. I just hoped that he was still there deep inside and was only a mask of Emmett was shown at this moment.
"Umm… Edward… why are we dancing?"
"Because we can silly goose." Edward said and tapped my nose with his second finger.
"Yeah I'm going to look at the cookbooks your mother gave me, ok?"
"Whatever Bells. But you should know that I hid chocolate in one of the cookbooks so I won't eat anymore."
"But you know where the chocolates are." I asked in total and utter confusion.
"Shhhhhh… only the Edward that put them there knows. I'm not that Edward."
"Uh-huh." This is going to be a strange night I thought.
I walked into the kitchen and took out the cookbooks Esme bought for us as a house warming gift. I flipped through all of them for about half an hour and for every five pages I turned there were pictures and Edward ooohhhhed and/or aaahhhhed.
I decided to make some chicken with rice and vegetables as a side.
"I'm going to the supermarket. You coming?" I asked him trying to urge him with my eyes to say no but sadly he said," Oh would I, of course I will!"
We walked to the Safeway closest to us and I went to get some chicken, leaving Edward do whatever he wanted. That was a serious mistake because when I turned around when I picked out the chicken that looked the best he was eating the cashews from the bin and a worker saw and started yelling at him.
When did Edward do that? Honestly, Edward was kind of a germaphobe. He would always get so mad at me when I stole a fry from him at lunch or something. I was starting to wonder if I was in some reality show like wife swap, but like best friend swap and someone else's best friends looked just like mine and acted like my annoying brother.
Epiphany
I bet Emmett put Edward up to something. He's always making up some scheme and of course yesterday he was here almost all day. Stupid Bella, why did you not see this earlier?
I bought the rest of the things we needed for dinner and pulled Edward out the store and we walked back to the apartment in silence. I was hoping he noticed that I was giving him the cold shoulder.
As we entered the apartment I slammed the door and shrieked at him," WHAT IN THE WORLD DID EMMETT PUT YOU UP TO THIS TIME!"
He looked indifferent and wouldn't look me in the eye. Oh come on. Ugh!
"What are you talking about, Bellsie," he asked innocently.
I was furious and red," You know what I mean! WHY ARE YOU ALL OF THE SUDDEN LIKE EMMETT! WHEN HAVE YOU EVER ATE FROM A STORE BIN AND GOT YELLED AT BY THE STORE MANAGER!"
"Calm down Bellsie. It was nothing to worry about."
"STOP CALLING ME BELLSIE. ONLY ONE PERSON THAT CALLS ME THAT AND I HATE HIM FOR WHAT HE IS PUTTING YOU UP TO!"
"Emmett? You know, I was just trying to be more interesting Bella," he said sincerely and I believed him.
Stupid Cullen charm. Stupid, stupid, stupid Bella.
"Why in the world would you want to be more interesting," I still pressed because to me he was is the most interesting person in the world.
Edward took my face in his hands and said," Because… I like you Bella. Like love you… I don't want to be just best friends."
That was it. He is going to be the end of me.
Ohhhhhhh :O that's a cliffy isn't it, huh, huh? Yeah well, you might hate me because I also hate cliffys. During writing this chapter I was listening to the Foo Fighters new album and I felt like I was missing something when I finished listened to all the songs. Sad as it is, the world isn't fair, so you have to wait.
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