Chapter Four: Everything You Want

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The door pushed open from behind us.

Alice stood in the doorway, smiling widely.

We both had turned around and stood watching her as she came closer.

I felt Edward tense up beside me as she began to speak.

'There you are, Bella.'

I just kept quiet, carefully avoiding Edward's gaze.

'We're about to put on a movie,' she turned to look at her brother, an exchange occurred, 'do you want to watch it with us?'

I let myself look at Edward.

I shouldn't have.

He looked infuriated.

It scared the hell out of me.

Alice didn't exactly note his recent change in mood.

'Do you mind if we steal her Edward?'

He didn't even look at me when he roughly spoke.

'I don't care, she was just leaving anyway.'

What the hell?

I was so confused.

And I was hurt.

So I let out the gust of air I was holding and shoved off the piano seat.

I then spoke loud enough for Edward to hear the tone of my voice.

'I think I might just go home,' I felt annoying hot and wet tears begin to pool around my eyelashes.

I never cried over a guy.

Especially pricks like Edward.

So I sucked the tears back in and stalked out of the room before Alice could ask if I was okay.

She had followed me out of the room and caught up to me half way down the hall.

'Bella, wait up.'

I didn't turn around. I just continued my path away from Edward's room.

'If you want to, I'll drive you,' she had said lowly from behind.

I whipped around, glad I didn't have to walk home crying and brooding and just all pissed off.

'Are you okay?' she had asked when she saw my flustered face.

I tried to smile but couldn't.

'Did he say something to you?' she went to hold my limp hand.

I shook my head.

'No, I just thought we were friends. That's all.'

Alice sighed as she led me down the stairs and toward the kitchen.

'Bella, there's something you need to know about my brother,' she started, all cryptic as she stood facing me.

I just let her continue.

'Emmett and I are both biological siblings, Edward is our adopted brother.'

Alice let the words sink in.

'What?' I asked, completely stunned.

'Well when Edward was eleven, my father was his doctor at the Seattle hospital. Something had happened with his parents and he was newly orphaned,' she spoke while digging through her bag for her car keys.

'Come on, I'll take you home,' she guided me through a door to the garage when she had fished her keys out of her designer bag.

'So, what happened to his parents?' I asked, my tears forgotten.

'I'm not quite sure,' Alice started as we hopped into her Porsche, 'only Edward and my Parents know.'

I shook my head.

I honestly couldn't believe my ears.

'So Edward was eventually adopted as a Cullen and only select few people know about it.'

My eyes widened as I realised I had become one of those select few.

'Will he be angry if he knew you told me?' I asked as Alice let the garage door open automatically.

'Probably,' she shrugged, 'only Jasper, Emmett, I and my parents know.'

I furrowed my brow, trying to get my head around it all.

'What about Rosalie?' I wondered aloud.

Alice bit her lower lip for a moment before answering.

'Well, I was only allowed to tell Jasper because we're together,' she had pulled out of the driveway now. Trees were whirling past in a huge blur as her car slipped through the traffic.

'Rosalie doesn't know because she isn't that close to Edward. Despite trying,' she added.

I thought about this for a moment.

'So Rosalie wants Edward?' my heart sank at the tidbit of information.

The sky outside had turned grey from the thick clouds that threatened rain. Alice was still thinking about her answer.

'Well,' Alice started, almost amused, 'she kind of chops and changes her mind.'

'About what?' I asked, beginning to dislike Rosalie.

Why couldn't she just make up her mind?

I mean, Edward was gorgeous.

'Okay, she is into both of my brothers. Emmett has always had the hugest thing for her and Edward never did.

'Rosalie loves a challenge, so Edward was more a conquest than anything else. Especially considering Emmett was so easy.'

I heard Alice laugh, it was like bells ringing.

'She never got Edward though, and it still pisses her off.'

I looked away from Alice's concentrating face as she attempted to cross lanes in the wild traffic.

'Why didn't Edward want her?' I asked quietly, hoping she wouldn't make anything out of it.

'No one really knows,' she began, 'it's like with his past. You can only assume why because he isn't likely to talk about it.'

'So you think that may be why his moods suddenly change?' I heard myself ask.

'Well yeah, I mean it must be hard for him,' she sighed, pulling into my street. She looked at me then.

'You know, not having your real parents there for you,' she frowned as she turned the wheel into my drive.

'I think I understand, it was just a shock to hear about it,' I smiled back, the tears completely dried up.

'That's okay,' she kept the car idled, 'I know you won't say anything to anyone.'

'Of course not,' I reassured her.

'Well, this weekend I wanted everyone to go out. Maybe we would all go to the movies?' she smiled brightly, forgetting our previous topic.

'Okay,' I smiled back, feeling so much better, 'sure. What are we seeing then?'

She thought about it for a moment, her cute face tilting to the side.

'What about Australia?' she offered.

I had heard some pretty average reviews about it, but I didn't mind seeing it.

'Okay,' I grinned at her as I opened the door to get out, 'well, I guess I'll see you at school tomorrow.'

She beamed at me from the driver's seat.

'Definitely, see you then.'

Edward hadn't turned up to bio the next day.

Nor did he turn up the following day.

I would sit in front of Jasper, willing his tall figure to casually walk through the door.

Maybe he would even smile at me.

Or he wouldn't.

I just wished I could see him.

I was starting to forget his face and his smell.

And the third day, Thursday, I even kept my eyes on the doorway, hoping he was just late.

I passed people in the halls, wishing he would be there walking towards me.

I would smile, he would smile.

But no, Edward hadn't shown up for days.

It was very disconcerting.

And I really hated it.

And I hadn't gone to Alice's again, despite being invited.

Jasper refused to let me walk, so he would drop me off and then he'd just go back to hang out with Alice.

I was fine with walking. He wasn't.

All I really wanted was to see Edward again and assess him now I knew something else about him.

Would the knowledge of him having been adopted make him look any different to me? Would I immediately understand him?

Turns out I wouldn't.

Edward was there on Friday.

He had braved bio and was sitting beside Jasper.

It felt weird. Every day I was used to turning around and talking with Jasper about things, yet today I couldn't, Edward was there.

I didn't know what to think as I walked into the classroom.

Edward was there in his usual seat, avoiding me.

Jasper grinned at me as I walked into the room.

I just smiled back at him and took my seat in front of them.

I decided not to turn around like I would normally when it was just Jasper and me. So I opened my book and began writing the date in the right hand corner of the next clean page.

Then I felt a weird pushing on the back of my plastic chair.

It would have been Jasper trying to get my attention.

I turned around and caught the said boy's glance.

He smiled and began talking.

'Are you coming tonight?' he said low enough so Banner wouldn't hear.

I nodded, trying in earnest to avoid Edward and the way he aimlessly drew in his notebook.

'Great,' Jasper started, pulling his chair in so he could better talk to me, 'I think I'll drive... I guess you can come to Alice's after school?'

'Yeah sure,' I said quietly, giving Jasper a wide grin.

Edward briefly looked up at the sound of my voice, but quickly looked back down again.

I rolled my eyes, unaware that Jasper was watching.

He just chuckled, nodding for me turn around as Mike had been trying to get my attention.

He held a piece of paper out for me.

And I took it warily, opening it as I turned to face Jasper again.

The look on his face was priceless as he eyed the small piece of paper in his hand like it was a gold diamond ring.

I read it and my jaw dropped.

Mike had just asked me out during bio and through a stupid note while Banner prattled on about the reproductive organs of rats.

Fantastic.

Absolute gold.

I groaned, turning around to write my refusal out.

Mike was supposed to like Jessica, not me.

His face fell when he read my reply.

I added that he should ask Jess out.

Maybe he would.

So Mike turned around and discarded my note.

I felt sorry for him, I really did.

Jasper had seen the exchange from behind me and was laughing quietly as I turned around.

He had stolen the note and was reading.

He nudged Edward awake from where his head lay in his arms on the desk.

He forced the note under his nose, the whole time doubled over in laughter.

I thought it was horrible, yet funny at the same time.

Mike had poked me again and handed me another note.

Right. Here we go.

At this point, Edward and Jasper were both laughing at first note and didn't notice him pass me another one.

Poor Mike.

Wait, I take that back.

His god-awful scribble was disgusting.

He was asking if I liked Edward's... what?!

What on Earth?

What a dickhead.

I just discarded the note on the desk beside me and began writing another back.

That was when Jasper picked up the new piece of paper and read.

I had tried to stop him.

God, I didn't want Edward reading that shit.

He burst out in raucous laughter.

Edward snatched the piece of paper from Jasper, his eyes going wide as he read what was said.

I turned my face away, already feeling the blood rise to my cheeks.

It was bloody awful.

But before I could do anything, Edward had written his own note and was glaring at Mike.

The latter seemed shocked as Edward thrust his own note back at him.

Mike read and his face fell.

I heard Jasper chuckling quietly behind me.

And Edward was still watching Mike menacingly.

And he refused to meet my gaze.

I just crossed my arms, irritated at the situation as it unfolded without any input from me.

I wanted to know what Edward had written. So I turned to him, encouraging him to look at me.

He didn't.

It was so infuriating.

So I spoke to him.

'What did you write?'

He didn't even look at me when he replied.

'I would have told you what I wrote if I really wanted to.'

He looked at me then.

'And I don't want to.'

I raised both eyebrows in surprise.

Where did Edward Cullen get off?

'You're such a prick,' I abused him, and he deserved it.

Adopted or not, he was mean.

'And you're annoying,' he pretended to not see me, 'turn around and stop bothering me.'

I felt my jaw drop.

Was he being serious?

'Fuck you,' I snapped at him and faced forward, already hating that I was doing what he said of me.

I heard his snort behind me.

'You wish.'

I closed my eyes in frustration, pretending I didn't just hear him say that.

I no longer felt sorry for him.

In fact, I almost hated him.

Well, as much as you can hate someone you constantly think about.

And dream about.

Once the bell had rung, I stormed out the classroom before anyone could even catch up. The last thing I needed was Jasper coming to apologise for his friend's behaviour.

I made the hard left into the swarming corridors as I trudged my way to my history classroom.

I tried to focus on the teacher rambling as to forget about Edward and his strange mood swings.

It didn't work at all.

So I was resigned once Jasper and Alice met me in the car park.

I just sat in the back seat, willing my head to think about something other than him and his words.

But I couldn't.

Even Alice noticed my tension.

Jasper explained it for me.

'Are you kidding me?' she asked, shocked. Then it was followed by a, 'you have got to be joking', and a, 'no fucking way'.

I just looked out the window, carefully pretending to ignore their conversation.

We pulled into Alice's house.

And I didn't know if Edward was coming tonight.

Either way I would pretend like he didn't exist.

Alice had hugged me as we walked into the house.

She squeezed tightly and I flinched a little. But she never noticed.

We got inside and I pulled my bag off my back.

I had brought a change of clothes so I didn't need to pass home before we went to movies.

An hour later and I was forced into the back of Jasper's Chevy with Edward and Emmett.

Rosalie had opted to drive her own car and was meeting us there.

So I was stuck in the middle of Emmett – the hugest guy I knew, and Edward, who seemed to be trying his hardest to keep his leg from touching mine.

I sat there seething.

He was only here because Alice had made him come.

When we stopped, I was going to have to have a word with him.

Or I could just ignore him.

Whatever worked really.

But as we stopped, I couldn't face him. So I just followed everyone into the theatre.

Australia was to start in ten minutes.

And Rosalie was already in there apparently.

So the tickets were bought and we all filed into the chairs in front of the big screen. We all sat in a line toward the middle.

Rosalie and Emmett down the further end, with Jasper and Alice in the middle. Then I sat on Alice's other side and Edward sat on the end next to me.

It felt weird.

I knew he would feel weird too.

You could just see it in the way he sat awkwardly beside me.

I decided to just ignore him completely, looking at the blank screen before me. He seemed to be in a different mood.

Strangely enough, he held out his popcorn for me, offering.

I snorted.

'You can't be serious,' I scoffed, eyeing him as he pulled the bag back toward himself. I must have pissed him off again.

'I was only being nice,' he said matter-of-factly, crossing his arms over his chest.

I rolled my eyes.

'Can you warn me next time your mood abruptly changes?' I demanded with a sneer.

He didn't answer, but sat rigid in his seat.

He was still for a moment before he spoke.

'I want to be friends,' he didn't smile and it made the whole thing incredibly cryptic.

'I thought we were,' I started as I turned toward him involuntarily, 'but I guess the whole 'fuck off' thing gets in the way right?'

I didn't mean to be so sarcastic.

It just came out unexpectedly.

And he surprised me, yet again.

'You told me to fuck off, remember?' he asked, getting irritated again.

I sighed dramatically, knowing full well that he was right.

'Whatever,' I snapped, wishing he would just be nice all the time.

'You're really narky today,' he observed as he offered me his popcorn again, smiling.

I looked at him from the corner of my eyes and tried to ignore him.

'Okay, so I can frustrate you,' he said quietly as the movie began, 'but you really need to lighten up a bit. I mean I could have been worse.'

I let my eyes open wide in shock.

Was he fricken serious?

Surely not.

So I turned to him, narrowing my eyes and snatched his popcorn away from him.

'That's for being a jerk off,' I said as quietly as I could despite the movie in the background.

'Save some for me,' he said as he started watching.

I let my eyes roam the screen as well.

Hugh Jackman was really hot.

But I couldn't focus at all on him, instead my whole body felt inclined towards Edward.

And I was still pissed at him.

It would take more than popcorn to make me happy again.

Trying to watch a movie with Edward sitting next to me was one of the hardest things I've had to experience.

I felt like a little kid ogling the cookie jar.

I could look but I couldn't touch.

It was so pathetic.

I even noted how his eyes shone whenever the screen would light up a bright colour. And I didn't even care if he noticed me staring.

And I knew he had noticed.

I saw him surreptitiously letting his eyes find my face.

And then would smile a knowing smile and continue watching the movie as he had beforehand.

I couldn't work him out.

And boy did I try.

It had me consumed that I couldn't work out how he managed to be so still during the entire length of the film.

And it was a three hour movie.

About halfway through he actually turned to me and asked what I thought of it. I just sighed, having been too busy thinking about him than paying attention to the movie...

'It's not how I pictured Australia,' I had said when I turned my head toward him for like the fiftieth time that night.

'It's not,' he grinned, 'there's a lot more city and lights.'

I just laughed.

'You've been there?' Now I was amazed.

'Yeah, when I was fifteen,' he went to dig a hand into his popcorn that I held.

I thought for a moment, trying to imagine him there.

How could I?

I hadn't been there.

He shoved a handful of popcorn into his mouth and turned his attention towards the screen again.

I decided to take a sip of the coke he had bought.

I had already drunk all of mine anyway.

And suddenly I really needed the bathroom.

So I stood up, deciding to leave my handbag on my seat, when Edward stood up as well.

'You going to the bathroom?' he asked, knowing me so well already.

I nodded and he let me past.

'I'll come too.'

So we walked out through the theatre doors and into the foyer where numerous banners for upcoming movies were hung from the ceiling.

I found the ladies room and made my way over, knowing that Edward would be following.

I didn't bother looking back at him as I went inside.

He was leaning against the wall casually when I came back out.

'You took forever,' he teased with a smirk, 'we've probably missed half the movie.'

I just rolled my eyes and stopped in front of him.

'Well, you wanted to come.'

He grinned at me, letting his perfectly white teeth shine in the dim light.

'That's true.'

Then he seemed to be straining to hear something.

And I heard it too.

It was one of the oldest songs I could remember hearing on the radio countdown when I was younger.

They were playing it over the speakers around the foyer where we stood.

'I know this song,' I almost laughed at Edward who was still trying to make it out.

'Me too,' he'd agreed with me, 'but I cannot for the life of me, remember what the name was or who the band is.'

I thought for a moment and the chorus came on.

I decided to repeat it, hoping the name would be in there somewhere.

'He's everything you want,' I mused and he followed me.

'He's everything you need,' we laughed simultaneously.

And then continued still.

'He's everything inside of you that you wish you could be.'

Then I put mine in.

'He says all the right things at exactly the right time.'

And then Edward had to end it.

Typical.

'But he means nothing to you and you don't know why.'

The laughter had died at the last line.

Neither awkward nor really comfortable, we both just stood there.

I was scared that perhaps he would have another drastic change in mood.

But he didn't.

'I remember who they are now,' he said without any humour.

I just looked upwards, into his remarkably hypnotising eyes.

'Vertical Horizon, and the song I'm pretty sure was called Everything You Want.'

'Yeah, I remember now,' I let myself smile, 'they were your typical nineties rock.'

Now this made him laugh.

'Yep, they were.'

We then made our way back to the theatre. I followed Edward as he disappeared into the dark.

His leather jacket was gone and he was wearing just a plain dark green, long-sleeved t-shirt that he had pulled up his lean forearms.

There were a few protuberant veins that snaked their way around his muscles under his snowy white skin.

He also had a sterling silver chain-sort-of-bracelet around his left wrist.

Something was engraved there, but I couldn't see what.

The sterling silver around his wrist matched the chain around his neck. It was only long enough to dip below his collarbone.

All in all, he dressed well.

Right down to his dark fitting jeans and shiny black shoes.

His bronze, almost copper coloured hair was the best part though.

The way it came back off his face as though he had just been in a photo shoot made my heart sink.

Could he be any more perfect?

Alright, his bizarre changes in mood made up for his god-like looks.

At least that made him somewhat normal.

Like me and my incredibly ordinary hair, face, body and personality.

Everything was brown, pale and dull.

That's how I saw it anyway. But then again, maybe I was just your average teenage girl who really didn't know any better or saw her image differently than everybody else.

At least I wasn't ugly.

Like intensely so.

Maybe I should at least try makeup?

Scratch that. Bella Swan does not wear makeup or heels or anything stupid like that.

At this point, Edward had turned to me with a puzzled expression.

We were both stumbling up the dark steps toward the rows of seats everybody was sitting at.

I thanked God that Edward couldn't hear my pathetic thoughts.

Sometimes being a girl really sucked.

But he just grinned widely at me and let me pass into the aisle first.

He didn't touch me or anything, but I felt like his hand might have been inching to.

It was like an imaginary warmth was spreading through the small of my back where he might have placed his hands, but didn't.

It was almost like his hand was hovering there before he quickly pulled away.

Maybe I was just insane. You know, it came with being a hormonal teenager.

Well, we both sat.

And we watched the movie, not looking at each other, or inching closer like the clichéd 'get together' scene in a romantic chick flick.

It didn't feel awkward, despite knowing what the other two couples down the row of seats who were doing.

I thought perhaps Edward ignored it simply because both his brother and sister were in there somewhere.

He was just ignorant of it.

I liked his way of doing things.

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