Before I knew it, the car was stopped in front of the Cullen's house. Alice and Edward got out of the car while I stayed motionless on the back seat. I heard the door open next to my head.

I lifted my head up, just to see Edward crouched down next to me in the open doorway.

"Let's go." He still sounded tense, but not as angry as before. I lifted all of my body weight up with my unsteady arms and climbed out of the Volvo. Before I could even shut the door, Edward scooped me up into his arms. He somehow managed to shut the door and walked towards the front door of the house. I let my head fall against his chest, inhaling his scent. The door was already open when we reached the stoop, and we stepped inside. Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, Jasper, and Rosalie were standing in a semi-circle around the front door. I should have known that Alice told everyone what she saw in her vision.

"Oh Bella," It was Esme. "are you okay? Edward, take her up to your bed."

"She's fine." Alice chimed in, stepping through the doorway from the kitchen. Before anyone could say anything else, Edward was nearly at the top of the staircase, headed towards his bedroom.

"Sorry about that," He was trying to comfort me. He must have felt my tenseness in his arms. "Alice has the biggest mouth, at least when it comes to the vision about you. She just wants you safe, you understand."

"Mmm." I mumbled, too worn out to say much. I felt Edward set me down on the center of his

lumpy gold bed and pull away. Soon enough he was laying on his side next to me, resting his head in his hand. He stroke my cheek with a cold finger.

"It was that werewolf, wasn't it?" He asked, sounding appalled.

"Yes.." I huffed. I didn't even want to hear his name anymore, let alone think it.

"Do you want to talk about it? No need to, if you aren't up for it."

"It's okay, I guess. He told me he didn't love me, not even as a friend. Straight out. That's it. End of Story."

"I see." Was all he said.

"I don't even want to see him again. That- that dog." I emphasized. Edward laughed.

"A little, harsh, don't ya think?" He chuckled again.

"Be reasonable, Edward." He smiled, scooting closer to my side. There was a faint knock at the door, and Edward sat up, sitting at the edge of the bed.

"Come in." He hissed. Alice slowly peeked through the crack of the door and slowly opened the door the rest of the way.

"How's Bella?" She whispered to Edward.

"I'm right here you know, you don't need a messenger. And I'm fine, honestly."Edward glared at me with breath taking pools of gold.

"Oh, sorry Bella, I though you were asleep." She apologized softly. "Now, I have some plans for the wedding, if you're up for hearing them, that is."

"Anything that doesn't involve him." I stammered. It's funny, I always used to refer to Edward as him when he'd left. It was Jacob's turn to take his toll on me.

"Okay, well, let's go down to the living room, there's more room there." She turned to face the stairs as Edward looked at me, smirking. I sat up, swung my legs over the side of the bed, and Edward helped me up. He didn't let go of my hand as we walked downstairs to the living room together. Alice had a pile of papers in front of her, sitting at the long, wooden table. I sat down next to her and Edward sat across from me.

"Whoever is playing footsie with me, I'd very much appreciated if you stopped." Alice stammered. I looked at Edward curiously.

"Oh, sorry." Edward turned his head, flashing a smile at me. I giggled.

"Thanks." Alice sounded sarcastic. "Anyway, I have plans for the location, the reception, the food, the-"

"Woah, woah, woah, Alice, don't overwhelm her. We've got time. Slow down." Edward reassured her.

"Edward, seriously, two months is not much time to plan, I hope you realize that." Edward sighed, reaching over the table to take my hands.

"Let her talk, then you can faint, okay?" He smirked.

"Go on, Alice." I said, being as polite as possible.

"Alright, now that that rude interruption is over with, I shall continue." She shot a rude look to Edward. "I was thinking about having the ceremony in the backyard. It'll be great!" She sounded so excited, I had to try and show a little interest. I nodded my head in agreement. Edward squinted his eyes at me a shook his head. "And the reception will be here, too. I'll get catering from a family friend. It's going to be perfect!" I thought about something.

"Alice, don't you think people will think your family's a little.. weird for not eating any food?" I asked her.

"Don't worry about that, we know how to hide it." She winked at Edward. He smiled back.

"And now.. for the guests." She said hesistantly. "You said Jak- he got his invitation, correct?" I knew exactly who she meant.

"Hmm.." I sighed. "Yes." Edward squeezed my hands tighter. "I don't know if he's going to come, though, or if I even want him to be there."

"We'll see." Alice replied. "And as for Renee, I'm sending out her invitation tomorrow. She should get it on Thursday, giving you a chance to deal with Charlie first, he'll get his on Wednesday."

Great, I forgot about Renee. She'll be a happy to hear this.

"Same for your friends. Angela, Mike, Ben, Jessica. They'll get theirs on Wednesday." This was going to be a very eventful week.

"I guess that's it. Oh, wait! I forgot. I ordered your cake. I've got a picture here, if you'd like to see it?" She asked.

"I guess so.." I looked at Edward. "As long as the plastic bride doesn't make me look fat." Edward laughed, shaking his head. Alice searched through her stack of papers until she got the a sheet with a large picture on it. The pulled it out and set in on the table in between Edward and I.

At first I didn't know what to say. It looked beautiful. Four layers of elegant, perfectly placed round cakes, covered with white fondant with frosting resembling white lace and glossy pearls. On top perched the tiny, plastic bride and groom, at which I'd dreaded to see. It wasn't so bad. They actually looked jut like Edward and I.

"Alice, it's beautiful." I said, grinning.

"Isn't it?" She replied. "Edward?"

"It's wonderful, Alice." He said, smiling.

"Great! I'm glad you're satisfied. Well, I guess that's it for now. And Bella, I recommend you warn Charlie about the invitation before it arrives. Just so that Edward won't have to come save you from any punishments he may come up with."

I shuddered.

"I know. I will." I murmured.

"Okay, well thanks for your time, guys. I'm going to finish printing the invites, I'll see you later."

Before I could look up from the picture of the cake that kept distracting me with it's elegance, Alice was gone, leaving a trail of her scent behind her.

"That wasn't so bad." Edward said to me, lifting up my hand in his and holding it against his face. My fingers tensed at the sudden change in temperature.

"Not at all." I said, smirking. "Now what?"

"Well, we could, go talk to Charlie, or, go back to my room and just talk. You and I."

"That sounds nice." I said. "The you and I part, not the Charlie part." I pulled the side of my mouth down. He kissed the back of my hand that was still in his.

"I promise you, it'll be fine." He reassured me.

"I hope you're right." I frowned.

"I'm always right." He chuckled, pushing his chair back and standing up as I did the same. He held onto my hand as we walked back up the stairs into his room, and he shut the door behind him.

We sat on his bed at the same time and said nothing.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" I asked quietly.

"Hmm.." He was thinking hard about it, you could see it in his eyes. "Tell me about you, Bella. About your life." The side of his mouth pulled up into that perfect crooked smile I loved so much.

"You are my life," I said, almost immediately. "What else is there to know?" I smirked.

"Well, before you met me, I mean." His crooked smile turned into a full-out grin.

"Ugh, fine. But you'll be bored, just a warning." I replied.

"I doubt that." He chuckled.

"Alright then.. well, I was born on September 13th, 1988, but, you knew that already.. Anyway, my mom left my dad and took me with her to Phoenix when I was six months old. I grew up just like any other typical girl would, in dance classes, elementary school, middle school, usually never fitting in anywhere. That's why I decided to move to Forks, with Charlie. For a change. That's when I first saw you. Well, your family. At lunch, the first time. I thought your family was strange, but the most beautiful family I've ever seen." I blushed with embarrassment. Edward stroked my cheek with the back of the fingers. "But you.. you attracted me the most. There was just, something about you. Except for when I sat next to you in Biology. You seemed, uncomfortable, sitting next to me.." I saw his jaw clench.

"Your scent." He confessed. "I couldn't bear it. You smelt so, delicious. I figured I'd try to switch classes, so I wouldn't end up doing something insane. Which didn't work.."

"I figured that was it. Not at first, though. At first I thought you were mad at me. Not like a did anything, though. And then, the day after it snowed, when the parking lot was icy, I remember it like it was yesterday. Tyler's car had slipped on the ice. It would have crushed me to death if you hadn't been there. But you came out of nowhere, you dented the car with your back. After that, I knew you weren't.. you know, normal. A few days after that I went to a Quileute bonfire. I was talking to J-Jake." I forced his name out. "He told me a story about "The Cold Ones", and he told me that that's what your family was. That you were vampires. I didn't believe it at first, until I researched it online. The eyes, the speed, the super strength, the pale, cold skin. It just fit in perfectly. Then, I realized.. I was irrevocably in love with you. " I smiled at him, lost in his brilliant gold eyes.

"I realized that too, the first time I sat next to you in Biology. You were just so.. addicting." He pressed his lips together. I laid down on my back on the bed, and Edward did the same. We turned our heads to look at each other, and Edward craned his neck to kiss me lightly. He rolled in his side, put his arms around me, and pulled me into his chest. I shivered from the coldness of his body against mine.

"Sorry." He apologized, letting me go.

"Hey, I was comfortable." I said, turning my head to look at him. He chuckled, pulling me back against him. We were quiet for the longest time. I felt a humming in his chest as my lullaby played through his lips, slowly pulling me into unconsiousness. I think he knew I was sleeping, because he just stayed there, holding onto me. I wish I could stay there forever.