Author's Note-This is just Edward's point of view of the engagement. Feel free to skip this chapter because there's no action, but I would be happier if you had the time to read it and review. Next stop-Chapter Drama.

BUT, there is an extra in this chapter. Just a little competition between Joe and Emmett. Check it out if you want. It's at the bottom of the chappie.

I FINALLY FINISHED BREAKING DAWN! WARNING: BD SPOILERS AHEAD! READERS WHO HAVE NOT READ IT YET, SKIP! I can't believe that Irina died! But at least the Volturi will leave the Olympic coven alone. (I like calling them that.) It was an awesome book!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, sadly. -cries and beats up sister- (Sister: "Hey I didn't do anything! What the heck?! Mommy!")

Chapter 4

Engagement

Edward's POV

I watched my sweetheart pull open the window, then take a few gulps of fresh air. She reached up to close it, and I panicked, but then she stopped for some reason. She turned away and went to bed.

I climbed the wall of the Swan house and hauled myself into Bella's room via the window. She was curled up like a cocoon in bed. I sat on the mattress.

Leaning over, I pressed my mouth to her neck. She jumped ten feet into the air and spun around.

"Did I scare you?" I whispered softly in her ear, wrapping a protective arm around her waist. Her shirt had ridden up a bit; the skin there felt soft and silky. She nodded and mussed my already-tousled hair.

I whisper-yelled so I didn't wake her dad. "Hey! I work hard to tame my hair!" She chuckled and ran her hand through my hair again. I sighed and pouted.

We kissed each other sloppily for a while, then snuggled closer and closed our eyes. Bella fell asleep almost immediately, but I lay awake for most of the night, too excited to sleep. I felt the small box in the pocket of my jeans, and couldn't keep the goofy grin off my face.

Finally, I fell asleep around four in the morning.

The first thing I noticed was the sunlight shining through the open window. I yawned and got up and tried to make breakfast for Bella. Tried.

I ended up nearly burning the kitchen.

"Oh, Edward," Bella sighed when she came down and saw the burnt eggs. I gave her a sheepish smile that showed my dimples and she melted.

So, she ended up making her own breakfast. As soon as she was done eating and decently dressed to go outside, I breathed, "I want to take you somewhere." She agreed eagerly.

We both slid into the Volvo and I drove off towards my secret meadow.

While I was driving, I thought. Bella was such a beautiful girl, talented and perfect. Luscious mahogany curls, deep chocolate eyes, skin pale enough to look translucent, but not sickly, rosy cheeks that blushed a million shades of red. And those full, plump red lips, just begging for me to kiss them. How could such an angel love me?

I pulled up at the end of the trail, and Bella seemed to snap out of her thoughts. She looked around, and I saw her breath quicken in panic.

"Edward!" I yelled, her breath coming in quick little gasps now. I was sure she was going to pass out soon. "What did you take me here for?! You know I have the sense of direction of a teaspoon!"

I was quick to reassure her. "Hush, love. I know where we're going." It seemed to appease her a bit, but her eyes still held a wild look to them.

I gently took her arm and led her through the trees, going northeast into the forest. Soon, trees spread out in every direction. But I knew the path well; I'd been to the meadow many times.

Half an hour later, we stepped into my meadow. The tall grass seemed comforting and wildflowers bloomed in an unorganized pattern.

Bella gasped, her eyes going wide. "Wow," she breathed. "It's beautiful."

"Like you," I whispered in her ear, my breath whooshing over the supple skin of her throat. I absent-mindedly nibbled on her earlobe, then licked the spot. Bella's heart pounded in her chest, blood racing in her veins. I tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"Look," I said. "Doesn't that cloud look like a lamb?" I pointed to said cloud.

"No," Bella giggled. "It looks like lion."

"I disagree. See, it has a fluffy body."

"No, that's a mane. Oh, look at that one! It's a daisy!" Bella seemed to be having a wonderful time, and I was happy when she was.

I laughed softly. "Yea. And that one's a house."

We lazed in the grass until sunset, when we sat up. I plucked a single freesia flower and smelled it, inhaling the sweet scent. I tucked the white and pink flower in Bella's hair, behind her ear.

I smiled at her. "Freesia. It smells just like you."

And how do you know how I smell?" she asked me coyly.

I gave her a false cocky smile and said huskily, "I watch you every night from your closet. You're interesting." As soon as those words slipped out of me, I wanted to slap my hand over my big mouth.

"You watch me? What are you? A stalker?" Bella teased.

I blushed furiously. Wait! I blushed? I never blush! "I didn't mean to let that slip," I muttered.

As the last tints of red faded on the horizon, I pushed my hand into my jeans pocket, feeling excitement bubble in my gut and a lump of eagerness rose in my throat. Mountain lions--not butterfies-- attacked my stomach.

I pulled out the black velvet box and slid to one knee in front of my beloved. "Isabella Marie Swan," I began, staring up at her through my eyelashes, a trick I knew that almost always made her melt into a puddle. "I've loved you since the moment my eyes landed on you. You have been my sister, my friend, my lover. There is no other wish in my heart than to make you mine for the rest of eternity. Bella, will you marry me?"

She just stood there and stared at me, her small mouth open and her eyes wide as saucers. Maybe I had proposed too early? Maybe Bella didn't want to marry me? Worries swirled in my head, making me dizzy.

Finally, she said, "Yes."

It was as if the world had exploded at that moment. Fireworks lit up in my eyes, and the meadow disappeared. I could almost see us on our wedding day, her gliding down the aisle and me waiting for her on the alter. Purple elephants could've fallen out of the sky in pink tutus and I wouldn't have noticed.

I shouted joyfully and picked her up, twirling her in my arms. We laughed happily and kissed passionately, pouring all our love and joy into that one kiss. I slid Elizabeth Masen's wedding ring on her finger. My true mother's ring. I was the only adopted one in the family.

"Thank you," I gasped, love saturating my tone. But what if Bella didn't want to get married early? "The wedding's after college," I told her.

We sat in my--no, our--meadow, gazing wordlessly at each other and lost in our own little worlds.

"We have to go home," I said finally, breaking the comfortable silence. Bella pouted cutely, but I stood my ground using a lot of self control.

When we got back to her house, she turned to look at me through her lashes. "Will I see you tonight?" she whispered, her breath blowing across my face and stunning me momentarily. I internally shook my head.

"Yes," I decided. "Keep your window open."

"By the way, you never told me how you get into my room to spy on me," Bella reminded me. I almost blushed again.

"Window," was all I said. Then I kissed her softly.

Meanwhile...

"I challenge you to an eating contest!" Emmett declared to Justin.

"You're on!" Justin shouted.

Alice brought out trays and trays of food. Oysters, beans, fruits, veggies, chicken, steak...every edile thing you can name was there. Jasper sat at the head of the table like a king and said, "On your mark, get set..."

"Hurry up!" Emmett roared.

Jasper shot him a dirty look. "Go!"

Immediately, the two boys started stuffing their faces with food.

Emmett was leading, two plates of shrimp ahead. But soon, Justin gained a plate, devouring three strips of bacon before his opponent. The race was very close, one person pulling in front of the other before the other overtook.

Finally, Justin shoved his last lobster into his big mouth and shouted through the mouthful of food, "Ah wi! You loo, Ebbit!"

"Ew, Justin. Talk when you don't have food in your mouth," Paul scolded.

Ten minutes later, Tony piped up, "Hey bro, don't you look a little green...?"

"Yea," Paul said.

"Definitely," Alice and Jasper observed at the same time.

"Totally," Rosalie commented, looking up from her nail polish to scrutinize Justin.

"I don't feel so good..." Justin said before clutching his stomach and running off to the bathroom.

"HA HA HA HA HA!" Emmett howled, laughing so hard he nearly wet his pants. Or maybe he did, but no one noticed. Either way, Justin came out looking much better and drinking a glass of water.

"I wouldn't laugh if I were you," he said calmly.

Emmett was still rolling on the ground, clutching his sides when he suddenly stopped short. A weird color invaded his face.

"Whoa," Jasper whispered to his wife. "That cannot be healthy."

Then, without an explanation, Emmett ran off towards the bathroom.