Disclaimer: All belongs to S.M

Okay this is the first time I write an E/B interaction and I'm really excited about it.

I remember my favorite line from a TV show, Grey's Anatomy. "You never know the biggest day of your life is the biggest day. Not until it's happening. You don't recognize the biggest day of your life, not until you're right in the middle of it." That line couldn't be truer. I never knew what this day would be like. I never knew that I would actually end-up meeting him. My perfect guy, my Edward.

I lost the track of time. It could have been days that I've been staring in his eyes. His were green. I don't want to go all sappy on you, but I could really get lost in his eyes.

"Are you alright?" His voice was velvety just like Bella described it in Twilight. I realized I was still gaping at him, so I shook my head to answer his question.

He looked away from me and returned his gaze to the alley behind, looking for the assholes I presumed. His eyes narrowed. I followed his gaze; the assholes were running away; probably got the angry vibes that were rolling away from Edward. Wait a minute. He is my Edward right?

I looked at him again. He certainly looked the way Stephenie Meyer described him. Bronze disheveled hair, lean but muscular body, and OMG have you seen his jaw?

Focus Izzy.

I snapped out of my daydreams about Edward's jaw.

"So where do you live? I could walk you. It's not safe. You shouldn't be walking alone this time of night. Why were you walking alone by the way? You should know better-"I raised my eyebrows and he stopped his ranting. The guy didn't even know me and he was scolding me. Who did he think he was?

Edward Cullen of course. Shut up.

"I'm perfectly capable of taking care of my own."

Edward or whoever he was snorted.

"A thank you would be nice—"

I looked at him, surprised, because he just said a line from twilight and he knew it. He was looking for my reaction. I didn't doubt it now. He was my Edward.

"Thank you." I gave him my best fake sweet smile and turned to walk toward my house.

"Wait up Be-" I stiffened. Was he just going to call me Bella?

Apparently I wasn't the only one who caught his relapse.

He looked pretty shocked for a vampire. You don't even know if he is a vampire.

He started walking after the a few moments. When he reached me he gave me his significant crooked grin.

"I'll walk you home." He didn't ask me. He just stated so I couldn't say no to him.

I told him the address to my apartment and we both began walking. We weren't touching; however, we were walking rather close to each other. To others we didn't look like couples, but we looked like people who really know each other not two completely strangers.

"What were you doing in an abandoned alley this time of the night?" He asked, breaking the silence that was hovering over us.

I decided to tell him the truth, as embarrassing as it was there was no need to hide myself from him.

"I had a horrific date tonight, and the guy didn't offer to drop me home. I decided to walk. Guess I just lost track of time while thinking." Hoping he wouldn't ask about what was I thinking about. Thankfully he didn't.

"You're lucky I found you then."

"I wouldn't call myself lucky, how would I know that you're actually the good guy?" I was challenging him.

His whole posture became rigid.

No sense of humor then or he had indeed read Twilight.

"I'm joking." I slapped him on his shoulder playfully. He was even more rigid now.

Good job Bella. Can't even carry a normal conversation with someone, right?

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have hit you. You can just leave. I can walk home."

"Hey! Don't be upset. You just startled me. I said I walk you home so I will." He grinned.

I made a mental note to never startle him ever again.

"Do you always walk around at night?" I asked him.

"Do you always walk with strangers to your home? I could be a total psycho for all you know." Smartass.

"You're not. Answer my question please." I insisted.

"Why would I? You are a stranger, and unlike you I don't share my secrets to strangers." He thinks he's so smart.

"I didn't tell you any secrets. So you walking around at nights is a secret?" I smiled at him smugly while making air quotes for secret.

"Don't put words in my mouth Be-" He stopped himself again from saying my name. I wondered why he wouldn't just say it. Get it out in the open, you know.

I ignored his relapse, again and asked him another questioned. I wanted to keep him talking. His voice was really soothing.

"I can keep secrets. Tell me one, please."

"I always walk around at nights." He smiled.

I huffed, "You kind of let that one slip."

"Why was your date horrific?" He changed the subject.

"I'm a social retard. I thought about running out of the restaurant, just to let the poor guy out of his misery."

"His loss. You don't seem to have problems talking with me now."

And I wonder why.I thought sarcastically.

"Maybe because I've been writing to you for months now" I muttered under my breath.

"What was that?" He asked and I remembered that he probably had a super hearing power.

"Nothing." I didn't want him to know.

"So wanna tell me your name?" He asked after five minutes of silence.

"Izzy." I said while looking at him carefully I wanted to know his reaction. He was good at composing his beautiful face features; however, his eyes gave him away. His eyes told me that he was disappointed; he wanted my name to be Bella. I did an internal happy dance because I just realized he wanted me to be his Bella.

"So wanna tell me your name?" I repeated his question.

"Anthony." Smooth Cullen.

I'm sure I looked like an idiot with a stupid smile on her face.

I decided to relief both of us from having this awkward conversation. I knew this was it, so I took a deep breath, closed my eyes. I didn't want to see his eyes when I told him this.

"I asked your first name, you just told me your middle name."

We both stopped walking. I knew he was looking at me with his emerald green eyes. I could feel the weight of his gaze, but I couldn't look at him.

I didn't know when he moved, he had probably used his vampire speed. So he is a vampire. Anyway next thing I know he was standing in front of me and I could feel his cold breath on my face.

"Open your eyes Bella." And of course I complied.

Someone asked me what was the purpose of life back when I was graduating from high school, I just shrugged told them ask me later because I'm young and I still have a lot to experience. I made a face because let's face the guy that asks this kind of question on is kind of ummm…GAY. Anyway getting of topic here. Back then I didn't answer the question but now I knew the answer. It was hard not to, since the answer was staring right into my eyes. I knew I merely existed to save the goddess right in front of me. I knew why the pixie chick/vamp changed me that day. I now understood what she was talking about. "You realize later why I did this". Umm yeah beautiful girl standing in front of me, point well made.

If I weren't changed I wouldn't be there to save Bella and I can't imagine a world without my Bella.

My Bella looked so scared, but she was completely unaware of her surroundings. By surrounding I meant me growling at the street jerks, they were walking backwards just in time for Bella to see.

I prayed internally that she hadn't heard me growl at the jerks, her heart was beating rapidly, but I figured it was for a completely different reason and by reason I mean me. I didn't wonder why she wasn't scared of me, since I was already aware that she was just being Bella.

I told her I'll walk her. She told me directions. No questions. She told me where she lived without any hesitations. She was really Bella. Not that I doubted it. She talked. I talked. She told me about her disaster date, I was just glad it was a disaster. She asked questions. I answered, carefully, making sure that I didn't reveal too much about myself. I slipped a couple of times. I almost called her Bella, while she hadn't told me her name yet. We were both sure of the others identity, both waiting for the ball to drop. I knew she was Bella. She knew I was her Edward. I say "her" Edward, because I have always been hers, even before knowing it.

I told her my name was Anthony. She got a funny look. Like she knew I was bullshitting. I expected her to let it pass, but she didn't.

" I didn't ask about your middle name…" Now I said that she knew I was bullshitting but man I didn't expect her to know my middle name.

After the shock wore off I realized that Bella was breathing erratically. Just as I leaned in and saw that her eyes were closed. I breathed her scent in. Masochist as I am. Her scent was floral. Not girly floral. Bella floral.

"Open your eyes Bella."

And she did. If I had died in that moment, I would have died happy. If I coulddie would be the correct phrase though.

I wanted to kiss her so much that it hurt. But I had known her officially for less than an hour. So I resolved for planting a kiss her on her cheek.

We didn't talk after that. I just wrapped my cold hand around her warm one and started to walk toward the direction of her house. Her heart beat had increased again, but I ignored it. It was an easy thing to do, since her warmth was distracting me.

I knew she wants to talk, but she doesn't know what to say. Or where to start. I wanted to know the moment she found out about me. But we had time for that. We could have forever if she wanted. I didn't want to act like the Edward guy in Twilight and tell her she can't be a vampire, because I knew Bella would win. I mean one look in her eyes and I was done. She could ask me to jump out of an airplane and I would do it in the blink of an eye. I don't know if I would die or even get injured, but I would do whatever Bella wants.

When we reach her place she tugs my hand. Tries to tug my hand and I follow her to the directions she's pulling me. We sat on the stairs of her apartment. Still holding hands. I didn't want this moment to end, but I knew she had to sleep.

I made a serious effort to get up, I swear her gravity was pulling me even closer, but I had to let her sleep. I didn't let go of Bella's hand when I got up. She tried to hold me firmly in my place, but she couldn't. She's too fragile. And I'm too heavy.

"I'll be back tomorrow." I whisper, ever so slowly.

"I could be dreaming for all I know…" she mumbles, mostly to herself, but I heard her with the vampire ears.

"Baby, you're not…"I tried to reason with her.

She looked surprised. I realized that I had just called her "baby" and by the way she was blushing I'd say that she likes that.

I kissed her cheek again.

"Sweet dreams baby." I emphasized on "baby" I knew it would make her blush, which it did.

I was about three steps away from her. Yes, I did in fact count the steps that I was taking in the opposite direction of where Bella was standing.

"Wait."

And I froze. I turned on my heels to face my beautiful girl.

"Wait, just for a second I'll be back soon."

I nodded. Wondering why she had told me to wait.

She took her time. Well maybe for a human she was actually fast, but for me or a vampire it was long.

She handed me a box. I had never been shocked out of words before, but this night has proved that nothing was the same with Bella. I never expected her to give me presents.

"You got me a present."

"Don't be stupid Edward." The first she ever said my name. My heart would have skipped a beat, if I had one, heart beat that is. I do have a heart it's just futile.

She pointed to the top of the box that was when I saw what was written in the box.

"Letters to Edward" was written in girly hand writing.

My eyes were bugged out. I looked up to her.

She looked self conscious, fidgeting while playing with the sleeves of her coat.

"I didn't know you were real but these really helped," her voice was so low. I just stared at her.

"Just so I know that tonight wasn't a dream when I woke up in the morning." She explained.

I was still shocked.

"Have a good night Edward." With that she placed a kiss on my cheek. I was still too stunned to realize that she had just kissed me.

I wanted to tell Bella everything, but she didn't ask. I guess I didn't ask her anything in return as well. We had time. I didn't want any secrets between us though.

-Letters to Edward-

That night when I went home, I was sure of two contradicting things. One, I knew that everything has changed; I knew someone somewhere out there will always care for me. If I disappear someone will notice. I knew that I wasn't alone. I knew that the pixie vamp girl wasn't the only one who knew of my existence. Two, I understood that meeting her didn't change anything as well. I knew that even if I hadn't met her and I disappeared for some unknown reason she would have realized. We were connected in an unfamiliar strange way. Bella was everything I needed, obviously wanted, and more.

I sat on the bench of my piano, still on a Bella high. My every thought was evaded by her. I glanced at the box she gave me. The box was labeled "Letters to Edward". I was unworthy. Unworthy of her and this box would just prove that. She had written to me for almost a year. While I was sure someone like her didn't even exist. She told me she doubted my existence as well, but you don't write to a person who doesn't exist. I wanted to prove myself to Bella and I had an idea. I thanked Stephenie Meyer for planting the idea in my head and started to compose a song which I already knew what I would name, Bella's Lullaby.

Scenarios. They're basically a series of your imagination just glued together. We, and by "we" I mean us girls; we make scenarios in our heads. We don't necessary call them scenarios. We call them dreams, but that's not true, since we're wide awake when we're imagining how it would feel if a guy that we liked kissed us. We make numerous scenarios in our head about the perfect guy and how we meet.

But let me tell you something none and I absolutely mean that none of the scenarios are as good as reality. Reality is so much better, it's better than dreaming, day dreaming, making scenarios, combined. I felt a slight squeeze on my hand. I didn't have to look up to see what he wants or what is he asking me. He wants to know what I'm thinking about. I squeeze his hand, well try to would be more appropriate since he's so freaking strong, I'm letting him know that I'm fine. I smile, and make an effort not to look at him. I know he's smirking because he has a pretty good idea why I'm avoiding looking at him.

Earlier today when Edward came to my place, at 4 AM mind you. No really I'm glad he came over early because I was restless.

He was very cliché about it as well, throwing pebbles at my window, to wake me up.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"Wanted to see you," he said feigning innocence.

I yawned. "You left me 5 hours ago, and you've known me for less than 12 hours," said I, trying to reason with him.

"Is that your way of telling me that you don't miss me?"

Suddenly I remembered that this was Edward, my Edward the one that I spent all last year thinking about.

"Are you using the window or you'd rather use the front door?"

That crooked smile.

"Window would be fine." He stated, still smiling crookedly.

I took two steps backward, just giving him space; I didn't know how good his powers were, if he had any that is.

In a blink of the eye, there he was, standing gloriously in my bedroom.

"Hey." He said.

"Hey."

We stood there awkwardly. Let's face it, Edward and I didn't know each other.

"I thought this would be less awkward." I mumbled, too low for human ears, but the superhuman in the room heard me perfectly clear.

"Tell me about." He said in return.

"No I'd rather you tell me why you're here?"

"Are you saying you don't want me here?" He said challenging me.

"Get to the point Edward." Trying to sound stern, I was enjoying this playful banter.

"Okay okay, I was reading the letters that you gave me. I came across this one," holding the letter up "and I wanted to read it when I'm holding you."

Awww he's so cute, and I'm blushing again.

"Which one is it?"

"You'll see shall we" he said pointing to the bed.

I lied down on the bed, he was next to me again in less than a millisecond, I was facing him, but he was lying on his back. In a swift motion he placed my head on his chest and wrapped his left arm around me. I let out a breath. I could get used to this.

I felt a kiss on top of my head.

"Comfy?"

I just nodded.

"So let's see…Dear Edward," he stopped "have I told you that I adore the way you start all of the letters?"

"Are you going to read it, or are you just going to ask questions about each word?" With that he started reading again not for long though since he couldn't control his laughter.

"Dear Edward do you want your letters because I assure I would send them to you right away, just tell me where to send them. Please." He couldn't read anymore, so I slapped him on his chest.

"Stop laughing at me."

"Sorry baby, it's just really cute, and I envy that you had hope. And I didn't. I didn't think my personal angel exists." He said with a sad tone, while tightening his arms around me.

"Just read the rest of it." I figured reading the letter would keep his mind off of these thoughts.

"Your wish is my command love."

Hello, puddle of goo here.

With that he started reading the letter, this time with no interruptions. I kind of phased out, because of his melodious voice; I was making a good scenario in my head. I swear I could just make a movie about Edward and me, just kissing in different places.

"…real and fantasy, will collide. Until then let's keep writing to you, my Edward…and yes I'm blushing at the thought of you being mine…"

"You do blush easily" he said mostly to himself while touching my cheeks, and just for the sake of it I blushed more.

"…for only once a month. I'll promise I won't forget you, honestly how can I forget the most amazing creature on earth. I love you my Edward."

Eerie silence.

This is what I mean about awkward situations. My heart was beating rapidly, again.

After what felt like two days, he finally said, "Can I hear you say it?"

"Hear me say what?"

"You know?"

"No I don't really know."

"Beeellaaa."

"Edddwaaaarddd."

"This can take a while."

"I don't know what you want me to say." I shrugged. I had a good guess about what he wanted to hear.

"I want to hear you say that you L-O-V-E me."

"How old are you again?"

"Don't change the subject love."

"I am not changing the subject Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, I just want to know how old are you, where are you from, I know you're a vampire, but I need to know how that happened. Where do you work, where are your parents, when were you born. What the hell were you doing in the alley, how long have you known about me. I need to know about you before I tell you that I love you Edward, because if I tell you that's it there's no going back. I want you to assure me that I'm not insane. I'm not going head first into something that could be the end of me." I took a deep breath.

We weren't lying on the bed anymore, both sitting Indian style. He was gazing at me with an amused look.

I huffed and lied on the bed with my back to Edward. I didn't hear a thing, but there he was spooning me.

"I'll tell you whatever you want know." He whispered, only pausing to place a kiss on my shoulder.

"But I want to know about you too, I'm so far gone Bella that it scares me, my whole existence is because of you and you know how intimidating that can be? I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you, and I'm not trying to scare you away or anything, but I think we're past the 'ohh I wanna be exclusive' or 'will you be my girlfriend', because there's no one else, and you know that Bella. You know that it's just you, and after reading the letters I know it's just me, Bella, so can you tell me you love me, because I long to hear it. I'll tell you everything you want to know." He paused. "I love you Bella, so much that it hurts." It was faint but I heard it. All through his speech my heart was on a race. My cheeks were bright red because I was blushing.

"I love you Edward." With that I turned to kiss him full on the lips, taking him by surprise. He wasn't responsive for mere seconds only, and then he flipped us over so he was hovering over me, and showering me with kisses.

Kisses on my jaw, kisses on my eye lids, kisses on my cheeks, forehead, below my ears, my nose, and virtually every surface of my face that was available to Edwards reach.

After making out for five minutes, Edward decided that it was too much for him. I didn't push it. We went back to our previous position. His left arm wrapped around me while I laid my head on his chest.

"I'm forty two."

"Huh?"

"I'm forty two."

"I'm sorry but don't say it like that it makes this feel disgusting, how old were you when you were changed?"

"Twenty two"

"That's what your age is from now on." I was joking and he knew it.

"Yes Ma'am."

"Always the gentleman?"

"For you my Bella, always."

The rest of the morning we talked about his life. He cleverly out skirted the subject of his parents, and I didn't ask. We had time. Infinity if I want it and God knows how badly I want it. He told me about pixie and I was in shock. I would worship the ground she walks on, because she gave me Edward. He told me he could read minds, but not mine of course, and we both knew why, but we really didn't want to talk about the other Bella and Edward.

We kissed again a lot. When it became too much for him, he suggested we go to his apartment, because he wanted to play for me.

I agreed. Because saying no to Edward is impossible.

He is irresistible and he knows it.

That's how we ended up walking in the streets holding hands. He wanted to walk to his house.

We made a bet to see who would last longer with wanting to kiss the other person. One minute out of the house, I looked at him and I couldn't resist, but I convinced him that the kiss didn't count and just because I'm his Bella he accepted it.

That's the reason I'm avoiding eye contact with him now.

Another squeeze of my hand.

"You're in lala land again."

"Just thinking about this morning."

"Or just avoiding eye contact so you wouldn't feel the need to kiss me." He said smugly. He knows me too well, for someone who just met me last night; he even knows me better than most people that know me all my whole life.

"I'm winning that bet." I informed him.

"We'll see baby."

Edward's apartment was beautiful. It was well furnished. Homey. It was warm. It wasn't big, just the perfect size.

He gave me a brief tour, and then dragged me toward the piano. I sat next to him on the piano chair, playing with his hair at the nape of his neck, while he played for me.

I knew the song was about me. When he was done playing, I put both of my hands on his face, forcing him to face me. Then I kissed him.

After a minute of kissing, he mumbled against my lips "You lose."

"Shut it." I said placing my lips on his again.

He was vibrating with laughter when he said, "I love you Bella."

This moment was just perfect. It was our moment. It was reality. It wasn't a kissing scenario that I'd made up in my head. It was just us. Edward and Bella.

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