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Chapter Four: Sleeping Beauty Edward's POV
After departing from Bella and the group, I quickly set out to get the luggage. I was infuriated by what the check-in girl was thinking and the way she was acting. Her thoughts were like daggers set out to stab Bella to death just because she wanted Bella's looks and me (why is it always me they're after?): Oh my god, he is so good looking! Better start putting on my cutest express—who is she?!?! She's with him! UH, THIS IS SO UNFAIR! RAWR! HE SHOULDN'T BE WITH HER, HE SHOULD BE WITH ME! Hmm…maybe if I imagine knives stabbing her to death, maybe she'll just disappear. Or better yet, let me throw the keys to their room at her! Oh, oops. Throwing the keys wasn't the best idea…he looks like he's mad at me. Now I want to cry…he doesn't like me!
That girl's mind was so plain, but her thoughts made me want to hit her. No one has a right to talk, or think, about my Bella that way.
I hurried as fast as I could at a "human" pace to get our luggage and get to our room. Leaving Bella alone to go up to the room was tough and it made me anxious. I hated leaving her; trouble seems to always find her when she's alone.
I hope Bella got to the room safely. I don't know what I'd do if something happened to her.
After I found our luggage, I ran up to the room not even bothering with the elevator. The sooner I saw my Bella, the better. On my way up, I passed an elderly couple who stared at me. I thought I may have been acting un-human and gave away what I really was, so I read their minds. I was glad to find that neither of them thought I was out of the ordinary, but their thoughts were humorous. When I read the man's mind, he only wished he looked like me: muscular, handsome, and wanted by all women. However, when I read his wife's mind, I had to suppress my laughter: Uh, he is gorgeous! I wonder why I got stuck with Earl when I could have someone like him! Earl is such an old geezer compared to him…
I quickly forgot about the elderly couple when I found the door to our room. I pulled out the key—carefully holding all the luggage in one arm—and unlocked the door. The door swung open easily and opened up to a spacious living room. One thing was missing though: Bella.
I searched the living room thoroughly and still Bella was nowhere. Panic rose in me as I thought of bad things that might've happened to her. I frantically looked through the front closet, the kitchen, the bathroom, and the bedroom, but still no Bella.
She has to be here, she just has to be. Damn cover-up, I can't smell anything else but it! I could've already found Bella if I wasn't wearing this stupid stuff!
That's when I heard it; the soft puttering of a heart met my ears. Immediately, I recognized the heart as Bella's and let relief spread through me.
She's just asleep somewhere. But where?
I walked back into the bedroom as I followed the faint beating of Bella's heart. I looked around the room and realized that during my frantic search I had not noticed the space between the bed and the wall. I took a peek to see if that was where Bella was and found her peacefully asleep, curled into a tight ball on the floor.
She's beautiful…A sleeping beauty.
A faint sigh escaped my lips as I looked at her with caring eyes. Carefully, I walked over to her and picked her up, gently cradling her head against my chest as I set her on the bed. Slowly, I lay down beside her and wrapped a blanket around both of us.
After we were both settled in with Bella snuggling into my shoulder, I chuckled. The thought of when she woke up and found she was in my arms would bring a deep scarlet blush to her cheeks. Then, my retelling of how I found her would bring an even deeper blush to blend with the first.
I can't wait until she wakes…she's going to blush so much!
Whenever she wakes up, her features are always relaxed making her look even more beautiful than she is normally. Her hair sticks from angles as if she was attacked by a blow dryer, and the blow dryer won. But her wild hair-dos she has when she wakes up never lessen my love for her, only intensifies it.
I peeked over at her again.
She's so peaceful. I wonder what she's dreaming about.
I leaned down and lightly kissed her lips, enjoying the momentary pause of her heart.
She reacts the same way to my kisses when she is asleep!
With that thought, he planted another kiss on her lips to see if the same reaction happened again. Her heart paused, the rebooted as it picked up tempo.
A slight blush spread across her cheeks as she opened her eyes and realized where she was. She smiled when she saw me staring into her eyes.
"Hey there," I whispered.
"Hi." She grinned, revealing the trait I loved the most about her: her smile. My dead heart always stopped beating when she smiled at me (not that it still beat).
"How are you feeling?" I asked politely as another smile spread across my face.
Can't wait to tell her where she was curled up sleeping when I found her!
Bella's POV"How are you feeling?" Edward asked giving me a smirk; that smirk made my heart leap with happiness, and caused my legs to go jello-like.
"Tired, and sore. I feel like I slept on the floor." My voice was weak, but Edward still heard me.
Why do I feel like I've been sleeping on the floor for hours?
Edward chuckled, amusement filling his eyes.
"What?" My voice was back, and with a vengeance.
"Nothing, nothing," he said chuckling more. "But, there is something."
"What then? Tell me." I was getting annoyed. He always did this when he had something to tell me, and something important most of the time.
"Fine then. I found you curled in a ball sleeping on the floor over there." He pointed to the floor between the wall and the bed.
Instantly, a deep burgundy color spread across my cheeks, enflaming my skin with warmth.
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!
"No!" I gasped, clearly not liking what I heard.
Edward's amusement deepened. "If it makes you feel better, you looked absolutely adorable." He grinned, thwarting his effort at making me feel better.
I rolled away from him and sat up on the edge of the bed. My attempt to escape his laughter was worthless as he followed and sat beside me.
"Bella? Are you all right?" he asked with a worry in his voice.
"I'm just great," I said sarcastically. "I wake up to see my vampire sweetheart, who has brought me all the way to Jacksonville to see my mom, laughing at me because I fell off the bed and slept on the floor." I took a breath, then started again. "And, to top it off, when my vampire sweetheart 'tried' to make me feel better, he only made me feel worse."
There! Hope he feels guilty now!
Edward slid off the bed and stood in front of me, then bent down and sat Indian style. He took his hand and gently made me look into his eyes.
"Bella," he said, all teasing gone. "I didn't mean to make you feel worse. Your blush was, as it always is, amusing to me." He paused and looked into my eyes, contriteness radiating from his. "Please forgive me," he whispered into my ear as he swept me off the bed onto his lap, and into a passionate kiss.
My heart leaped into the heavens, beating faster and faster until I thought it might race out of my chest. My breathing became raspy as the kiss lengthened. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Edward pulled away.
"Well, since you're not mad at me any more, we can get ready to visit your mother."
Crap…I forgot about that.
"Okay, I just need to take a shower. It'll be fifteen minutes at most," I said assuring him I wouldn't take long and ruin the schedule he planned for us.
"Be quick. While you're in the shower, I'll pick an outfit out for you," he said as he walked out of the bedroom to get the luggage, and then returned. "I also need to get ready."
Uh oh, Edward choosing me an outfit…This may be a terrible thing to agree to, but I'll take my chances.
I climbed off the bed and retrieved my suitcase from the pile of luggage Edward had made in the middle of the floor.
"Well, I'll be back soon," I said to him as I walked to the bathroom. "Don't pick anything I wouldn't wear!"
Edward's POV"Well, I'll be back soon," Bella said as she walked out of the bedroom to the bathroom. "Don't pick anything I wouldn't wear!"
Hmm…I don't think that is something I can agree to!
"We'll see about that!" I replied humorously. "You'll wear whatever I pick out no matter what."
Bella popped back in the door. "That depends on what you pick out. If it's something I won't wear normally, then I won't wear it, and that's final." She went back to the bathroom.
"'That's final,'" I said, mimicking Bella to annoy her.
"I heard that!" she shouted from the bathroom, no trace of annoyance or anger in her voice.
I quietly laughed, enjoying every moment of her company.
I can't wait for her to see what I picked out for her to wear!
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