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4 - Do you want me to take you home?

Edward

Bella. What a beautiful name. It suited her. One hundred percent, Bella meant beautiful in Italian. There was no better name for her...

"It's nice to meet you Bella", I said, just being polite. My brain was screaming Nice? NICE! IT'S BLOODY FANTASTIC!!! I had to agree. It was the best thing that I'd had happen to me in a long time. Bella was the best thing that had happened to me, even if I couldn't have her. I hoped I'd be able to be friends with her at least. I held my hand out for her to shake. Bella took it eventually, she seemed hesitant about something. I had no idea what. When she took it I felt something I'd never felt in my twenty-one years of living. I felt an immediate spark between us. It was to good to let go. I didn't care that we weren't even shaking hands anymore, just holding each others hand, staring at one another. I loved it. Then she suddenly let go and looked down. I wanted to raise her head again so she looked at me, but I think that would be going to far after all I'd only known her for - I looked at my watch and was amazed by the amount of time I'd been holding her hand - I'd only known her for ten minutes. And those ten minutes had been bliss. The very best point in my life so far...

Everybody laughed. I didn't understand why, I didn't find it funny. Maybe it was an inside joke... Then why was Jasper laughing? It was beyond me...

When Bella looked up, I could see she was embarrassed, by what I did not know. But she was still blushing a radient colour red. She'd never looked more beautiful... She looked perfect. The way the dress hugged her figure made me long to see what she looked like out of it...

No, bad Edward , I scoulded myself for even thinking like that. I barely knew the girl! All I knew was that she was called Bella, she was amazingly beautiful, and that she knew Emmett some how. That's pretty much all I knew about her! And I was thinking about what she'd look like naked? I must be going mad... All these inane thoughts only ended up with the conclusions that I was either A - desperate B - desperarate and horny or C - desperarate, horny and I had a crush on her. Quite frankly, I think it could be any...

Emmett introduced us to his friends who were Alice - the short one - and his girlfriend Rosalie - the blond. The minute he told us who she was I couldn't help but think Wow, I'm glad I like Bella, if I'd been lusting after Rosalie, I'd hate to think what Emmett would do to me...

Rosalie and Emmett sat down and - from where I was sitting - looked like they were eating each others faces. Alice and Jasper were talking as were me and Bella.

"So...how do you know Emmett?", I asked, it seemed an easy question and it would kill off some of my curiousity.

"Through Rosalie and school", she answered, simple enought. But I couldn't help but wonder how old she was..."How old are you Edward?", she quized. Woah, how did she do that? It's like she was reading my mind... Weird...

"Im twenty-one. You?"

"Twenty", Bella replied after a second of hesitation, like she couldn't remember. How much alcohol had she drank? Hell of a lot if she couldn't even remember her own age...

"What do you do for a living?", I interigated. It felt like we were playing twenty questions or something...

"I want to be either and author or a teacher...".

"I'm a teacher, well, I'm going to be after the holidays", I replied, suprised by what she wanted to be. I'd always wanted to be a teacher or an author, we had something in common. I liked that. A bit too much to be honest.

We kept on talking for hours, talking about music, tv, books. I was suprised to find out that she was a fan of the classics. I was even more stunnded when she said that wuthering heights was her favorite!

"That book is rubbish! It's full of people who just don't give a damn about anything if the topic doesn't centre around them. I don't see how you can like that book when there's things like Jane Austen and Pride and Prejudice that are much better and have better, nicer charecters!", I argued.

"No way, wuthering heights is a great book! The spitfulness of the charecters just shows they only have one good qualitly which is their love for each other! There must make it good in some shape or form right?", Bella retorted.

"Nope, it still sucks", I said, grinning widely at her. She frowned.

"Your very opinionated you know...", she growled, eventually smiling, unable to look serious for a few seconds.

"Yes, I am. You are too, so it's a bit hypocritical to call me opinionated, no matter how true it may be..."

After hours of talking I couldn't believe how much we had in common. It's like she was meant for me and she had just came in to the bar where I'd been waiting for her. She was perfection in human form...

I only realised the time when Bella yawned. Before we knew it, the hours had passed by and we had been sitting and talking for three hours! It was twelve-thirty ruffly, she must have been tierd. The only reason I wasn't was because I'd been so focused on her... And as the saying said, time flys when your having fun, and talking to Bella had been more fun than talking to any of my friends. Maybe because she was a woman, because she was so beautiful?, because we had so much in common yet so many differences? I didn't know the reason, but, I had fun talikng to her.

I hadn't drank any alcohol, I'd been to absorbed by Bella, so I guessed I was designated driver.

"Do you want me to take you home?", I asked Bella, she looked exausted. Bella's head snapped up to look at me, eyes wide, jaw dropped. Only then did I realise that what I had said could be construed in two ways. Bella gulped audioably. "No, not that way", - I wish - ,"Do you want me to drop you off where your staying?", I clarified, still wishing what I had originaly said could mean what she meant it had.

"Ohh, yeah, thanks. I don't think anybody apart from you would be safe to drive, may be I'd be alright, but I don't want to risk it...", Bella murmered.

Bella stood up and wobbled. When she started to fall I acted fast and caught her, wrapping her tightly in my arms.

"Are you okay?", I asked, not letting her go as I steadyed her on her feet.

"Yeah, im fine. Im normally like this anyway...", she replied. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Your definatly not driving", - I turned around to face the others. "C'mon guys, we're going now", I ordered. Everyone got to their feet and began to walk to the exit.

"Umm, Edward?", Bella whispered.

"Hmm?"

"You can let go now", She replied. Opps. I forgot I still had her in my arms. It had felt so right, so natural.

"And if I don't want to let go?", I challenged.

She didn't answer, she just stared at me, looking extreamly confused. I let go of her with deep regret. I didn't want to ever let her go and I'd only known her for a few hours. But some how, it felt like I'd known her my entire life.

"C'mon then Bella", I called to Bella who stood at the spot where I'd let go of her. I was now my the door. She fluttered to my side and we walked out of the bar into the crisp, cold night.

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