Previously: Bella and Edward are alone, on Halloween, in a big mansion, watching a scary vampire movie.

Chapter Four- Resisting urges

By the first hour I had learnt a few things about survival in horror movies. Edward had been kind enough to give me a survival guide. Every so often when the victim slipped up he would lean close, his warm breath tickling my neck and sky rocketing my heart rate, he'd whisper comments to educate me. For example, so far I had learnt to always sleep with a weapon close. To always run away from danger and not toward noises in the middle of the night. To turn on the lights in the pool house, vampires can already see in the dark, you may as well even the playing field. Also, don't bother investigating yourself, phone the cops…unless of course it's the cops your running from, then phone your friends and tell them your about to star in the latest horror movie. And if the worst comes to the worst, while you're at your sleepover, point the friend you like the least in the direction of the serial killer and hope he takes the sacrifice. Best advice though, hands down, was that if you hear on the news about bodies drained of their blood, just leave town. I valued that one more than ever.

My nails went to my mouth again for some one on one biting time as a power cut broke apart the couples date on the television and he left to find the fuse box in the attic. Edward leaned in again.

"During a power cut, you should simply light candles and find friends till its bright enough in the day to investigate." he whispered. But this time he didn't lean back immediately, he paused, his lips still close to my neck. His breathe warm on my skin. My heart was pounding. "Bella." he called still quiet. I turned fast, my hair whipping out. I froze, my lips mere millimetres from his. "Sorry I chose a horror movie." he chuckled and turned back to the film. I followed his lead and turned by eyes back, but I didn't even register the blood curdling scream of the blonde cheerleader when she found her boyfriend had joined the legion of the un-dead. I didn't even jump when he popped out from behind the curtain and sank his teeth into her and drained her dry of every last drop. Nope, instead I was going at a million mile an hour trying to figure out why he hadn't kissed me. It's not like we hadn't done it before, and he asked for the date. He set up this entire thing, and when I was simply so close to him he did nothing. His arm fell around my shoulders and he hugged me close. Honestly I couldn't understand him at all. Not even a little bit. Mike was an idiot and tried too hard, and Edward was the complete opposite, he was a pure gentleman (well, most of the time) and even when presented with an amazing opportunity he didn't do anything. By the sixth brutal murder I could feel Edward's caution about the fact I hadn't even twitched, never mind jump out of my skin like the first few times.

Sod it, my brain called and I twisted in my seat to meet his gaze realising he had been staring at me. I put a hand at the back of his neck and met his lips with mine. Everything just sparked alight, burning trails of fire tickled my bottom lip and I parted them to taste him. I felt his hands snake around my waist and his own lips fall apart for me. Then all too sudden he was gone and I opened my eyes to meet his dazzling orbs of amber floating with colours of warmth. He shot me a smile.

"We talked about these attacks." he reprimanded with a laugh and another scream from the TV cut him off. I huffed out in anger and sunk back to my seat, an arm stopped my movement.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked and pulled me back to him. My confusion was plain on my face, had he not just brushed me off? "If you're going to attack me again, I'm thinking it would be easier if you sat closer." He pulled me down to sit across his lap and cuddled me into his chest. My heart flew away; he wanted me to kiss him again. He wanted me too. I smiled and pecked his cheek before getting a little of my attitude back.

"You know, you'll have to stop referring to me kissing you as an attack."

He raised his eyebrows.

"Was that not yet another attack? I think it would constitute an offensive manoeuvre." I slowly shook my head from side to side.

"Fine, I'll stop attacking you. If that's what you want."

He caught onto my game.

"That sounds fine to me. Besides," he leant closer still. "I think you'll break before I do." He pulled back and wrapped me in his cold arms. I was sort of getting used to his temperature by now, even if it was really odd. I huffed again and responded with my own arms claiming him. Looks like we would be trying to get the other to kiss them for the rest of the night. In all honestly he was probably right, I would cave first. The sheer electric he sparked in me was worth another try and I wouldn't trade his flavour for anything else in the world. It was indescribable. I wouldn't even know where to start; if I had to try I'd say it was a sunshine yellow sort of taste. You know, like red signifies berries, green says healthy and fruity, orange screams delight and well… oranges. His taste was like drinking pure happiness and starting fires all across your skin. Like kissing the sun and breathing in its warmth. I was dying to try again.

We finished off the film quickly, no care for the dying cheerleader as she took her last breathe. No care that the alleged serial killer was still roaming the streets and primed the ending for a sequel. My care was more focussed in ways to get Edward to kiss me, instead of me always having to 'attack' him. And from his delicate patterns he traced over my skin as we watched, kicking my pulse up with every spark, I could say he wanted the same. I stretched out lazily as darkness enveloped the room again and hugged him closer. He was like the cold side of the pillow I always flipped to and every breath made me sleepier.

"Bella, its school tomorrow. As much as I have nothing against you sleeping here, I don't think Chief Swan will be so happy." he reminded me and I shuffled a bit off his lap, taking an ungraceful stumble as my legs were required to support my weight again. He reached out and stabilised me, a snarky comment just waiting on his tongue. My yawn paused his teasing.

"Come on; let's get you home before I'm shot for kidnapping."

I stumbled into the bright hallway guided by Edward still and found my boots. Tiredly they were pulled onto my feet, another yawn escaping. I waited while he fetched his keys, leaning against the doorway and closing my eyes for just one second. He was suddenly in front of me when I fluttered them back open. I jolted back, either I'd nodded off, or he was insanely inhumanly fast.

"Bella, I'm disappointed, what if I was an evil sadistic vampire coming to drink your blood?"

"I'd be dead?" I offered and followed him out to his car. He refused to let go of my hand, not that I complained, but I wasn't quite that fragile. "Besides Vampires don't exist." I added when he held my door open for me to step in. He laughed and pushed it shut before re-entering on his side and throwing the car into reverse. I gripped the seat.

"Good lord, how fast do you drive?"

He laughed.

"Fast enough." he simply answered. "How do you know vampires don't exist anyway? The idea had to come from somewhere." I leant back against the seat, another yawn sneaking around my hand as I tried to hold it in. He laughed. "Have you been awake all night Miss Swan?"

"No…Movies make me tired…" I turned to look at him "What?" I asked.

"Nothing, just that you were jumping out of your skin for the first hour, then suddenly it's so boring your ready to fall asleep."

"What can I say? You just don't have the power to entertain me…I mean lets review. The first hour I was actually bothered by the movie and I was wide awake. Then the rest I was thinking of 'assaulting' you and I felt bored. Clearly Mr. Cullen your kissing expertise needs some work to keep your dates awake."

He smiled at my lies.

"You didn't answer my original question: how do you know vampires don't exist?"

I sighed.

"Vampires are darker versions of fairy tales. If they existed we would know, after all we are their food source."

"Not necessarily. If we assume all vampires need is blood, why can they not hunt animals instead of humans?"

"You mean like killing Bambi? That's not very hardcore scary vampire of them is it?"

"Who said all vampires have to be scary?" he challenged and I fidgeted with my fingers.

"I don't know, but it doesn't matter. Luckily for me, I haven't met any vampires and until I do I'm pretty sure I'm safe. So stop trying to scare me." He chuckled and pulled the car around a tight corner swaying me sideways. "Thought being a vampire would have its advantages…staying alive after a car crash where you're driving would be good." I jibed fearful of his control over the car on the narrow roads.

"Bella, I'm a very responsible driver."

"A responsible driver who can push for 70 on woodland roads?" I questioned. "If you're aiming to win points with my dad, the chief of Police may I add, by getting me home on time. You best think of the speed limit and keeping his daughter in one whole piece." He slowed down to 50, still not happy, but safer. "Thank you."

"And Bella." he spoke as he came closer to my street "My kissing skills are perfect." I could vouch for that! "And may I offer as a reason for your tiredness that you can't wait to fall asleep so you can dream about me all night."

"So deluded…it's such a shame." I muttered in response and he swung the car around the corner and parked at the edge of the pavement. Charlie's cruiser was out. Strange, he said he'd be in.

"Wasn't Chief Swan meant to be home?" Edward commented. I nodded and fished for my phone. Crap, I left it on silent, no wonder I didn't hear anything. I read the text my father had left. I sighed; he had been called in to work for some reason or other.

"Work called for him." I explained. He nodded and climbed out. I met him round his side.

"I'd hate to leave you home alone." he hinted.

"Lord forbid if I invite a vampire in." I mock swooned and dragged him down the path to the front door, fishing for keys. At the click of the lock I pushed open the door and stepped in, inviting Edward to join me. It's not like he was an evil vampire going to bite me. I placed my keys and purse down on the kitchen table flipping on the light as I went. Charlie had left a note.

Bells, phone me when you get in, got my mobile.

I sighed and handed the note to Edward as I dialled. He read and placed it back, sitting himself on the bottom step of the stairs to watch as I paced.

"Hey Bells, sorry I'm not at home." I could hear the creaking of his office chair as he moved, probably to lean back and rub the bridge of his nose like he usually did when he was stressed. "I might not be back till late either. Patrol found a body by the docks. Hasn't been identified yet and it may take some time." he sighed across the line and I pulled a chair along the floor to sit.

"I'll be fine. I'll lock the doors and stay inside. No worries. Did they…umm, do they know how he died?"

"She" he corrected "Bodies pretty fresh and nothing more than a wedding ring and tanned skin to go on. Whatever did this did a real number on her. Bite marks across her neck, draining her blood. We're thinking an animal got a hold of her. We're looking into hotels seeing if she had a husband she came into town with. It might take a long while." It made sense she was wasn't from Forks. Mainly because my dad knew nearly everybody local, but also because it was damn near impossible to tan here. Not that I minded, pale happened to suit me.

"Alright, stay safe dad." The chair creaked as he moved again.

"You too Bells. Make sure you lock the front and back doors."

"Will do." I promised and hung up. No sooner had I finished the call than Edward was also saying his goodbyes.

"I should go. Stay safe Bella." he touched my forehead with his lips then was walking out the door.

"Bye." I spoke to the door as he hurried down the drive. Wow…if they're not throwing themselves on you, they're running away. I sighed and locked the door, rounding to the back and doing the same. Only when I was pulling my tired legs upstairs I actually realised he had kissed me, not the other way around. But my success was short lived. Did it actually count if it wasn't on the lips? Either way…he caved first and somehow I still was left craving his taste. I changed quickly promising myself a shower in the morning before school. After setting my alarm I let myself flop down and settle into bed. Needless to say, my diary was thrilled I had wrote so much about such a weird day.