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Chapter 4

BellaPOV

I woke with the annoying buzzing sound coming from the nightstand, right by my head. I groaned, shoved my hand out, dumping the alarm clock on the floor, putting a stop to the noise indefinitely. The sun was barely showing, but enough to lighten the skies in a soft orange glow and light up the bedroom. Listening, it appeared that I was the only one up just now, and working out I had 2 hours before meeting Alice downstairs, I decided it was best to get my caffeine fix to help wake me up, before getting a shower and picking out an outfit that would meet Alice's standards.

The stairs made no noise as I crept down them, not wanting to wake anyone else if they didn't have to. Downstairs was silent, and only a slight glow came from the windows as the sun rose. It gave the place a peaceful atmosphere, where everything was undisturbed and waiting to be inhabited. I smiled and walked past the living room, heading straight to the kitchen but stopped when I seen a figure slouched over the island, perched in one of the stools and peering down into a mug. Thinking it must have been Emmett, up early because of Sammy, I walked in and headed straight for the coffee machine, and noticing it was already made and waiting to be poured.

"You might want to heat it up again. Its been sitting for about 15 minutes…" I jumped at the voice that was obviously not Emmetts. Turning and looking at him properly, I realised that it was in fact Edward, looking blankly at the counter in front of him, wearing only his pyjama bottoms. Because of the minimal light, his skin appeared whiter than normal, his hair a stark contrast as it looked like a nest on his head. Flashbacks of running my hands through that hair, over his back, chest… Mentally slapping myself, I pivoted and went back to fixing myself a cup, doing as he suggested and re-starting the process.

"Why are you up so early?" If I was going to be here for 3 weeks, there was going to be more incidents like this.

"Light sleeper"

"Really? Since when?" When we were together, he was usually dead to the world when he was sleeping, and it took a lot to wake him.

"Why do you care?" He snapped, his eyes scrunching up slightly and his grasp on his mug tightening.

"I was just asking. Jeez, don't bite my head off…" I mumbled back, pouring my coffee and adding my usual 2 sugars and milk, then scanning the counter top for my last ingredient.

"The syrup is in the bottom cabinet, next to the fridge" Shocked, I stumbled over, pulled out the sticky bottle, and poured a teaspoon worth into my drink.

"You remembered?"

"Why wouldn't I? Who else would put syrup in their coffee. Its just weird" If I wasn't mistaken, his lips twitched slightly, like he was trying hard not to smirk. It was one of the longest conversations we'd had without either of us raising our voices.

"I'm sorry"

"What for?" Taking a sip, I hummed in pleasure as the hot, sweet liquid hit my tongue and warmed me up.

"I didn't mean to shout at you at dinner the other day. I was just…unsure what to do"

"Your not the only one" Again, the shadow of a smirk on his face, but he soon covered it up by finishing his own cup, dumping it in the sink, and simply walking away. I didn't mind, I saw this as a step in the right direction, with him finally carrying out a conversation with me without blowing up, or being in the same room without me having a mental breakdown, it looked like things were finally looking up. With that in mind, I emptied my mug, placed it besides Edwards, and skipped out the kitchen to take a shower.

The water seemed to loosen my muscles, which appeared easier to do, probably because of the good mood I was in. I used my normal strawberry scented body wash before scrubbing my hair and rinsing, and drying off. Knowing if I just picked anything to wear, Alice would have my head. I could hear the other showers going so I knew the others were awake. I decided on a pair of jeggings, a white tank top, and the same shoes as yesterday. I didn't do much with my hair, I never usually did, so it was left in its natural waves. Just as I was grabbing my jacket to take downstairs, there was a banging on my door.

"Hurry up Bella. Alice is already on her way down" Rosalie yelled, before I could hear her heels walking away and on the stairs. Was it that time already? I followed suit, and went down to meet the girls before the dreaded dress choosing.

"Bout time!" Alice yelled, taking a bite out of a half eaten apple.

"Its 10 to, Ali, calm down" quickly I made another coffee, knowing I would most likely finish it before we had to go. I didn't bother adding my special ingredient, knowing the looks I would get off people, so I just stuck to the 2 sugars and milk. It wasn't as good as my own, but it was substantial.

"Okay, first we're trying this little boutique not far from where I'm getting my gown, and if that turns up empty, then we'll go to Katie's" Once everyone was aware of what the plan was, even Carlisle who was too busy working on paperwork from the hospital, where he worked as a doctor, we left, taking Alice Porsche and flying off to Seattle. The time in the car was filled with Alice droning on about what she was looking for, which seemed to be mission impossible, what with all these details and features she wanted, some I didn't even know what they were!

"Oh! Also, Esme's friend is coming over before the wedding. She's a hair and make-up stylist, so she'll do that for us at a discount"

"That was kind of her" Rosalie commented, playing around with the radio until a song we all knew came on. Soon we were all yelling the lyrics out while the radio was up full blast.

"HELLO LONDON! HEY L.A. ! TAKE THE STREETS ALL NIGHT CAUSE WE SLEEP ALL DAY!" We screamed, while the car slowed at a red light. A couple of guys waiting at the crossing grinned and whistled at us as they walked past. Rosalie being Rosalie, encouraged them by blowing kisses, while Alice winked. Me, feeling embarrassed, sunk down into my seat while that dreaded blush crept up my neck on onto my face. Only a few minutes later, did we pull up at the roadside, outside a small shop. It looked like somewhere the rich snobs would shop. The exterior painted a flawless cream, with the name of the shop painted on in hold letters, 'Belle Fleur'. In the windows were mannequins modelling elegant white wedding gowns, smaller ones showing off bridesmaids dressed and even a little flower girls dress.

"Hurry up" Alice whined, dragging us by our elbows into the shop. The chimes above the door rung like bells as we walked inside, classical music playing softly throughout, the cream carpets spotless, the white sofa shinning, and the dresses displayed fully.

"Ah, welcome ladies" A small woman walked out from behind the main desk, her grey hair tied up into a lose bun and her glasses hung around her neck. I wouldn't have imagined someone like her to be working in a place that look so high class like this, thought I shouldn't be so judgemental. Maybe I had the wrong impression of this place.

"Hi. I'm getting married, and I haven't got my bridesmaids dresses yet" She tugged us forward, as if to make it clear that we were the one that were in need of help.

"Okay, have you any idea of what your looking for? Colour, style?" She looked Rose and I up and down, as if trying to guess our size by sight alone. Though I suppose if she worked here most of the time, you get good at what you do.

"Well, I was thinking floor length, strapless, oh and I have a green colour scheme, but like, a leaf green?" She nodded, taking it in, and then disappeared behind a set of mahogany double doors. While we waited, Alice starting browsing the wedding gowns on display, while Rosalie sat on her mobile, probably checking up on Samantha.

"I have two dresses that may interest you" She came back out, holding four dress bags, two smaller than the others. I was guessing they were probably my size, as Rosalie is taller than myself.

"Great! You two go try them on!" The bags were thrown at us and we were basically tossed into the changing rooms.

Unzipping the first dress, it was a light green, with gold embroidery along the top and a crisscross waistband. The waist was high, and it was strapless. It look amazing! I made quick work of unzipping it and stripping of my day clothes, before stepping into it, careful not to catch my feet on the chiffon material of the long skirt, and then after struggling for a few minutes, managed to sip it up. It was a little big at the chest, and a big long as it created a puddle on the floor, but it looked gorgeous.

"Hold on!" The small woman jogged over and stood behind me, gripping the zip and pulling it back, so the chest area was tighter and pulled the skirt up at the back. It looked a hell of a lot better, and Alice clapped with excitement.

"Oh my gosh! The other dress better be fucking amazing to beat this!"

"Alice" I scolded. It didn't seem right to swear in a place like this. Rosalie walked out, the dress fitting her better than it did me, and the gold beading matched well with her blonde hair.

"Next!" And away we went. I took extra care to hang the first one up, not wanting to ruin it in any way. Unzipping the second bag, I knew it would be the one Alice picked. It was a deep green colour, a shiny material, with a strapless sweetheart neckline. I was only to happy to slip it on, and it fit perfect, except for the chest being too big again. It was fitted until mid-thigh, where it hung loosely to the floor. The material was pinched to the side, carrying on around until the back with a lace instead of a zip. It was a little awkward to walk in, but that might have been because of the fact that I was scared I would trip and rip it.

"Stop! That's it! Rose! Hurry up and get out here!"

The dress looked even more amazing on her, the only thing I could see wrong was that it was a little small around her torso, but it was understandable. Samantha was only born 5 months ago, she hadn't got her figure back completely yet, though she sure was close.

"Great! Do you want me to alter them or do you have someone you'd prefer to alter them for you?"

"I'm quite happy for you to do them"

"Sure. I'll just need you to fill out a few forms" She led Alice away while rose and I changed back into our clothes and hung the dresses up, leaving them on the door.

"So, I heard about the incident yesterday" I turned to see rose still punching buttons on her phone.

"What incident?"

"The one we missed because we were talking about weddings. What's up with you and Sammy?" Oh god… I hoped they didn't see. It was embarrassing, and if I told her the real reason why it happened, I would literally be in bed for the next couple of weeks crying, just like I was last year…

"Nothing"

"Didn't sound like nothing. Jasper says you just about threw her across the room. Edward had to grab her before you bolted back to the kitchen"

"I wasn't going to throw her! I just… had a cramp, and I didn't want to drop her"

"Bullshit" Finally the mobile disappeared in her bag.

"Don't lie to me Bella, I know you too well. What happened? Do you not like her? Can you not stand babies in general?"

"No!"

"Then what!"

"Please Rose…" I whispered, ready to burst if we didn't move on and stop the conversation here. "Not now" If she could give me time to get used to being around Sammy, maybe then, but not likely…

She seemed to relent after seeing the depression wash over my face. Maybe it was too a strong a word but upset, sadness, panic, seemed too mild to describe how I felt. "Fine".

Alice bounced over at that moment, grabbing her bag and swinging it over her shoulder and checking the time on her phone.

"All done! We have a dress fitting on Saturday, and a last one two days before the wedding. Now, who wants pizza and beer?"

"Sounds good" I followed silently behind them, and Rose seemed to understand she had hit a nerve so kept quiet. Pulling up at Wal-mart, I jumped out and ran inside, scanning the huge selection of beer they had, and decided to choose the third cheapest, grabbing two six-packs and lugged them to the checkout. The checkout girl gave me a weird look, as if I was going to drink it all to myself. Even my life wasn't that pathetic. Shoving the bottles into one of the thin plastic bags I quickly headed back to the car.

"Come on, the guys are already complaining"

"How did they even know?"

"Rose text them while you went in. Emmett wants his booze" Laughing, we stopped by the pizza parlour before speeding home. As guessed, the big teddy bear was standing on the porch as we pulled up, and had the door open and pizza boxes in hand before we had even stepped foot out the car.

"Sometimes I think he loves his food more than his own family" Rosalie laughed, not meaning it literally.

"Don't be silly babe, food is part of the family" he grinned, showing all his pearly whites and then dashed inside, yelling about the pizza as he went.

"I swear if he wakes Sammy then I'm going to smack him so hard he'll be seeing stars for a week..." Stomping past, Rose headed after him, hands shoved into her jean pockets. Alice and I followed a bit more calmly behind her. The pizzas already had a slice missing out of each one, and the first 6 pack was gone as well.

"Jeez guys, chew your food" Jasper stuck his tongue out at me and took another bite of his pizza.

"I want to watch a film! And cause it's my idea, I get to pick!" Alice exclaimed, jumping up and down.

"Ugh… fine, but no chick flicks please!" Emmett whined while taking a pull from his beer.

"I wasn't going to dick-wad" After some more bickering, we finally came to a decision to watch I Am Legend. It wasn't particularly anyone's favourite, but it was the only one we could all agree on watching. We all settled down, snuggling in with their significant other, leaving Edward and I sat awkwardly on the three-seater. He remained with his arms crossed, leaning back but never straying from the small space at the end, but about half way through I could see him relaxing more. Sighing, I pulled my legs up and wrapped them underneath me, and tried to get back into the film, instead of concentrating on Edward.

Why should I care what he's doing? I mean, we've been apart for about a year, it shouldn't matter to me. But for some strange reason, it did. If he had an opinion, I wanted to hear it. If he remembered what I like to put in my coffee, I didn't find it weird, but charming.

Hold the phone.

Charming?

Fuck sake Bella! Get a grip! Just remember that night 13 months ago! He was still Edward, and I still hated him.

Didn't I?

A/N Ta da! I'm trying to complete a chapter a night so I don't fall behind, as I have a habit of doing. But I don't have school as an excuse, and I have nothing else planned like holidays or family visits. And its not like I have a job (Not that I haven't tried…) So if I fall behind, you all have permission to send strongly worded reviews J

Back to the story. What do you think ? Too much happening too fast ? Not enough happening ? I'm trying to spread it out so the story isn't like 7 chapters long.

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