A/N: Well first let me apologize for taking so long. I just kept getting distracted with so wonderful fics. What can I say I'm addicted, plain and simple.

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Anyway one with the story!

All I wanna do is touch you

I wanna I wanna I wanna touch you

You wanna touch me too

Everyday but I all I have is time

Our loves the perfect crime

I Wanna- The All-American Rejects

Chapter 4 – I Wanna

Bella PoV

Oh. My. Fucking. God. I was kissing Edward. I was really kissing Edward- Fucking- Masen.

The day could not get anymore surreal. First Edward catches me dancing like a god damn stripper, he then proceeded to tell me I was beautiful. Okay, he didn't call me beautiful but my dancing. There is no way that the way I was 'dancing' was beautiful. We had this really intense moment staring into each other's eyes. I could've sworn he was going to kiss me. Then the phone rang. Damn phone. It was my dad asking how I was. He also let me know that he was working a double, and wouldn't be home until noon tomorrow.

When I went to start getting lunch ready, Edward wouldn't let me touch the knife. He was afraid I would cut myself. Of all the ridiculous things, the one place that was safe for me was the damn kitchen. Cooking was my passion. The one thing I knew I was good at. It was kind of sweet though, not wanting me to die and all. In the end it was worth it though, Edward looked really fucking sexy in the kitchen. He knew exactly what he was doing with that knife. Never in my life had I thought that a man in the kitchen would be such a turn on. Oh God it was!

Somehow we end up at the table and he told me that he dumped the Bimbo. To which I did a fucking happy dance in my head. I tried really I did, to act sad that their relation-shit was over, not too sure if it worked however. Then Edward continued to tell me he's had some other bitch on his mind. I know for a fact I looked like someone just killed my puppy. Miracle beyond miracles, I was the other bitch. When he said, "You Isabella Marie Swan have been on my mind for a very long time," his voice all low and fucking huskily; I think my whole body turned to mush. I felt as though I was in one of my dreams again, where I'm just about to say something and then I wake up. It never happened though because this was real.

I started crying like the emotional wreck I am. Edward looked so worried, thinking he had said the wrong thing. Yeah, the guy of my fucking dream- literally-telling me he can't get me off his mind was the worst thing he could say.

Before I could think I kissed him, so fast I don't really think it counted. Still my lips touched his, which was enough for me. I started to mumble some kind of apology, after I realized what I had done. He told me to shut up. No really, he told me to shut up, but then he was kissing me. I mean really kissing me, our lips were moving together, and it was a sweet soft kiss. I then found myself straddling his thighs and sucking on his lip piercing. When he grabbed my ass and slid his tongue in my mouth I do believe I lost it. I rammed my hands in his sexy messy hair. I pulled him as close as I could get him, which was not nearly close enough. My body was on fire as he kissed down my neck. But we had to stop, let's just say, there was no doubt in my mind that if we kept going I would no longer have been a virgin. Not that I had a problem with it, I just thought that it was a bit fast. Not to mention that I really didn't want my first time to be in an old kitchen chair.

Everything was perfect, until I opened my mouth and started to apologize again. There was something seriously wrong with my brain, because I was most definitely not sorry for that. He threatened to leave and there was no ways I was going to let that happen. I rushed to assure him that I didn't regret any of it. When I asked him if he meant what he said about wanting to kiss me for a long time, a million things were racing through my head. What if all he wanted was physical thing? Could I do that, just have a physical relationship? Maybe its pity, he feels sorry for me. He was only here kissing me because I was sick. Before my thoughts got the best of me he spoke,

"Bell, I already told you I will never lie to you. Yes, I meant it. I have wanted to kiss you for the longest time."

There are no words to express the way his words made me feel. On top of it all he called me Bell; no one else calls me that. I've been called Bells, Bella, Isa, Isabella but never Bell it made me feel…special.

I became shy again as I told him that I have wanted to kiss him for a long time as well. He asked me for how long I had wanted to, I try to get him to answer first but I could tell he wasn't going to budge. I huffed frustrated and got up from my seated position, pacing the kitchen yelling at him, alright more like ranting. I told him how long I'd liked him and how much I love his damn tattoo and piercing.

I stop suddenly realizing that I had just told Edward everything that I never wanted to tell him. I had just made myself incredibly vulnerable. He could very well tell me that all he wanted to do was kiss me and he had no other feelings for me. I could see all my hopes start to fall one by one.

I felt faint and really uneasy. I began having a full on panic attack. Then suddenly Edward is there in front of me. He was saying something but I didn't really hear it.

Somehow we end up on the couch with me in his lap. Edward continued to tell me he had also liked me for almost five years. He told me that he had gathered up all his courage to tell me how much he liked me only to find out I was moving to Chicago. In that instant I hate my mother a little bit more. If we hadn't moved, if she would have let us stay here with dad like we wanted to, who knows where we would be now.

I sat silently as Edward poured his heart out to me. He had been too afraid to tell Emmett that he liked his twin sister. To be completely honest, I understood. I had never told Em how I felt about Edward, even though I normally told him everything. Emmett has a tendency to be overprotective and overreacted were I was concerned.

Then he brought up my sleep talking in the hospital. I had apparently said 'Edward, love me back', I couldn't remember any of my dreams from that night, only knowing that he was in them. Edward asked if I meant it, if I loved him. The look in his eyes told me he was scared of what my answer would be. I couldn't tell if he wanted me to say no or if he wanted me to tell him that I did love him.

Did I love him? Was that what this feeling was? I remembered what my Grandma Swan told me once. She said, "If he doesn't make you nervous, like your twelve again, then keep looking." She had told me that Papa Swan had made her nervous every day they were together. They had the kind of love I wanted.

Edward definitely made me nervous, in the best way. I had never been in love before, but if I could love anyone, it would be him. So I answered him as truthfully as I could.

"Edward, I don't know if what I'm feeling is love or not. I have never been in love but I really hope this is love because it is the most wonderful feeling."

I was so afraid of what his response would be. He didn't say anything instead he kissed me. This wasn't just a kiss though; it was slow, powerful and passionate. It made my heart swell with elation. I knew then if I didn't love him yet, it was only a matter of time before I did. He didn't say it but I think he felt the same way. I could feel it in his kiss.

After what felt like hours, but was more like minutes of soft kisses and loving caresses we pulled apart. We didn't say anything, just smiled and stared at each other. It was funny how quickly we got back to how were use to be as kids, well with a lot more kissing. Conversation flowed easily and it felt like no time had passed since we had hung out like that.

I went to get us sodas and some chips. As I was starting to sit down I felt a blinding pain behind my eyes.

"Ow, Fuck," I muttered dropping the cans of Coke. Edward got up in a flash.

"Bell, what's wrong?" He asked slightly panicked.

"Umm I think I'm getting that headache your Dad warned me about," I responded as I rubbed my temples.

"Are your pills where I left them Friday?" Edward asked. I nodded slowly. Carlisle wasn't lying when he said it could be really bad. This fucker came on fast too.

Edward was gone and back before I even comprehended he had left. He handed me the tiniest freaking pill I had ever seen and an open soda. I took the pill not understanding how something so small could help such a painful headache. I sat back down with my eyes closed and rested my head on the back of the couch.

Everything came crashing down at once. I was really sick. This wasn't just some twisted dream I was in. I could die. If I hit my head it could be fatal. Why was this sinking in only now?

I started panicking. I couldn't breathe; it felt like my lungs were in a vice. My heart was thrashing in my chest. Tears leaked from my eyes. My thoughts were everywhere and nowhere all at the same time. I didn't want to die.

"Ed...Edward I… I can't… I can't breathe." I wheezed.

"Bell, calm down, look at me." Edward's voice was calm and steady. He put his hands on my cheeks and turned my head towards him.

"Bella you're going to be okay. Take slow deep breaths." I did as I was told, breathing slowly and deeply. It wasn't working. Why wasn't it working!

"Edwa…it's…it's not...working," I rasped. I couldn't calm down. Everything was out of my control.

Edward got down on his knees in front of me. He again took my face in his hands as he spoke.

"Bella, you have to breathe. Come on baby. Just stop thinking and breathe." He was as composed as ever rubbing his thumbs against my cheeks. I nodded my head giving up trying to talk.

I stared at him, just looking at his beautiful face. I stopped thinking about dying and thought only of the wonderful man in front of me. He was so wonderful. How could he be so calm? If the roles were reversed I don't think I would be able to help him. I would be freaking out.

It was starting to work. My breathing slowed along with my heart. He smiled at me, it was a relived smile.

"There you go babe. Nice slow breathes." He moved his thumbs up, rubbing my temples, soothing the pain I had almost forgot had started this whole mess.

I didn't say anything, too afraid of what would come out of my mouth. Edward moved to the couch again, pulling me into his lap so I was facing him. I laid my head on his shoulder as he ran his hands up and down my back. I was so tired all of a sudden; I could hardly keep my eyes open.

I was vaguely aware that he asked me if I was ok. I think I 'mhmed' my response but I wasn't sure. Then I was drifting off.

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I woke up to a pitch black room. It was dark outside and I could hear the rain hitting the side of the house. We had somehow moved so that Edward was stretched out on the sofa. I was lying on his chest, he was sound asleep. I didn't move not wanting to risk waking him. I laid there looking at him. Edward looked so peaceful and happy, with a slight smile on his lips.

I couldn't imagine how this gorgeous man could want me… Me, Bella Swan. It didn't seem real. I wasn't like any of the other girls he had dated in the past. They were all tall, blonde and super skinny. I was short, brunette, and really curvy. I was the complete opposite to all of his former girlfriends.

What were we now anyway? We hadn't really discussed that. Was I his girlfriend? I really liked the sound of that. Would we be going to Prom together now or would he still be taking the Bimbo? No, I did not like that at all.

My stomach growled pulling me out of my thoughts. I looked at the clock on the DVD player. Seven-thirty-seven...Shit, how long had I been asleep?

I slowly and carefully rolled off of Edward's, thankfully not waking him. On the way to the kitchen my phone beeps. I had a text from Emmett.

Hey sis what's for dinner I'll be home soon.

Of course he would be coming home and want me to have food ready for him. Ass.

Not cooking. How does pizza sound?

Good be there in 20.

As I was hanging up from ordering the pizzas I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist. I tensed and then relaxed into his warm chest.

"How long have you been up?" Edward asked as he kissed along my neck up to my ear. An involuntary shiver ran up my spine. His lips felt so good.

"Umm not long, I was just ordering some pizza. I didn't wake you, did I?" My voice was shaky. His hands were traveling up my ribs while he continued to kiss all along my neck.

"No, not at all." His voice was thick and husky. He turned me to face him.

My breathing was embarrassingly loud but I couldn't help. Edward bent down taking my bottom lip between his, sucking lightly. I couldn't stop the moan that escaped. My arms went around his neck pulling his closer. I felt very bold suddenly as I pushed him toward the nearest wall. When his back hit the wall he pulled back cocking his eyebrow. I smirked, standing on my tip toes; I flicked his viper bite with my tongue before sucking it into my mouth.

Edward lifted me up; his hands on the backs of my thighs. I shrieked out of surprise as he spun so I was now against the wall. Then his tongue was in my mouth moving with mine. Lust had taken us both over. I ground my hips into his, seeking some kind of friction. All I could hear was our moans and the sound of our wet kisses. He moved one hand up to cup my breast, running his thumb over my nipple. My body felt like it was on fire. It was the best kind of torture.

"Oh god, Edward." I groaned as I broke the kiss. He started to trail his lips down my neck again but stopped as someone cleared their throat. I froze and then I slid down Edward's body. Slowly I turned to see Emmett staring at us. The look on his face could only be described as complete and utter shock.

"Hey, Em," What the hell else was I going to say. My twin brother just caught his best friend dry humping me against our kitchen wall.

"No by all means continue, don't let me stop you." He crossed his arms over his chest while raising an eyebrow.

"Emmett…" I sighed. I didn't know what to say and apparently neither did Edward. We both just stood there; my back was still to the wall and Edward's hands were now on my waist.

Em broke the incredibly awkward silence.

"I'm just giving you guys shit. It's about damn time you got together." He laughed. I'm pretty sure my eyes got as big as saucers. What did he mean? Before I got a chance to ask he walked up to us looking Edward in the eye.

"Edward, man you're my best friend, but if you hurt my sister I swear on all that's fucking holy I. Will. Kill. You. Got it?" As if to get his point across he jabs his finger into Edward's chest.

I couldn't believe him. Really. Did he just threaten to kill Edward in front of me?

"Emmett, stop being a jackass! Was that really necessary?" I said as I smacked the back of his head.

"Emmett, I would never hurt Bella. She means too much to me." Edward pulled me to him and kissed the top of my head. Then he looked at me. "Don't worry. I said the same thing to Jasper when he started dating Alice." I smiled and kissed his cheek.

There was a loud knock on the door. I looked at Em and tilted my head as if to say, 'go get the door fucker'. He nodded and left us there.

I turned to look Edward in the eye as I asked. "Are we? Dating I mean." I had to know what this was. What we were.

"Well, that is what I was thinking but if you…" I cut him off.

"So, does that make me… like your girlfriend?" I asked in a small voice, looking down at my hands. Please let him say yes, please let him say yes. I chanted in my head. I heard him chuckle I looked up as he answered.

"I do believe that makes you my girlfriend." He had that sexy smirk on his face, the one that did really wonderful things to me. In a very un-Bella-like response, I let out the loudest squeal of my life. Alice would be proud. I jumped into his arms kissing him. I was so unbelievably happy. I felt his laughter rather than heard it.

"Sorry, I'm just so damn happy," I said stepping back, smiling sheepishly.

"Don't, you have to stop with the apologizing. I love seeing you happy, it makes me happy." He kissed my forehead.

I felt totally ridiculous, but I couldn't help it. Finally, after so long, I got to call Edward Masen my boyfriend. I know it sounds petty, if not a little immature, but I couldn't wait to run into Lauren with Edward by my side. I wanted to say something like 'You know my boyfriend Edward right?' Okay, so I will never actually do that, but it was fun to think about. Shit. Lauren. Was he still taking her to prom? I didn't think I could handle that.

"Are you still taking the Bimbo to the prom?" It was out of my mouth before I had a chance to think, my voice laced with discuss.

"Bimbo?" The look on his face was utter confusion, which quickly turned to amusement.

"No, I'm not taking Lauren to prom. She probably still thinks I am but…" He paused, leaning down so his lips grazed my ear. "I was actually planning on taking my girlfriend."

Edward pulled back smirking at me

"You might know her, Bella Swan, short, long chocolate brown hair, sexy as hell." Well isn't he just a damn charmer, I thought. I smiled up at him.

"I don't know about the sexy part, but she is one lucky girl." My voice had taken on a husky tone, I almost sounded sexy, almost. I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a long lingering kiss. I would never get tired of kiss him.

"Alright, cut that shit out. I may be supportive or whatever the hell you wanna call it, but I don't need to see that shit." Emmett yelled as he brought the pizzas in.

I chuckled and muttered, "Get use to it."

We took our pizzas into the living room and waited for Em to pick a movie. Of all the movies we had, the last thing I thought he would pick was Toy Story. Emmett said he needed a refresher before going to see the new one. I call bullshit. I knew why he really picked it, to get under my skin. Don't get me wrong, Toy Story is one of my all time favorites, but Emmett and I have been having the same argument since it came out. Who was better Woody or Buzz? I personally felt it was Woody, while Em felt Buzz was cooler. I wasn't playing his game today; I was in too good of a mood.

About halfway through Emmett asked, "Is it just me or did Pixar give those two dirty names?" By the look on his face he was completely serious. I looked at him like he had lost his damn mind. Leave it to my brother to make anything dirty.

"What? Don't look at me like that. How can you hear their names and not think something dirty?" He chuckled. "I mean really their names are Woody and Buzz." It was a little funny, I had to admit. Edward looked at us like we were nuts. It must be a twin thing.

Around ten, I started to get tired again. This damn ITP was kicking my ass. I tried to stifle a yawn but Edward caught it.

"Bell, why don't you go to bed, we have school tomorrow and I should really be getting home." He said as he went to get up but I pulled him back down. I leant over to whisper in his ear.

"Could you stay please?" I didn't want him to go. What if I had another breakdown? Yeah, Emmett was there but it just wasn't the same. Edward was the only one who could calm me down, sooth my worries.

"Okay that's my queue, night Isa. See you in the morning." Emmett said as he headed for the stairs.

"Night, Emmy." I called over my shoulder. I waited until he was out of ear shot to ask Edward again.

"Will you… stay? You don't have to if you don't want to?" I started to get nervous. Maybe he didn't want to stay with me. What if he thought this was to fast?

"Bell, I would love to stay but I don't think the Chief or Emmett would like that very much." He put his hand on my cheek, running his thumb along my bottom lip.

"Don't worry about Daddy. We will be at school before he gets off, and Em, well just leave him to me." I smiled and kissed his thumb.

"If you're sure," He was giving me an out, but I wasn't taking it.

"Positive, I really don't want to be alone tonight."

"Okay, let me call my Ma and tell her I'm staying with Emmett." I squealed a little and kissed him on his piercing.

"I'll go get changed and talk to Emmett give me fifteen minutes and then come up." Without waiting for his reply I took off for the stairs.

When I got to Emmett's room he was laying on his bed throwing a baseball up in the air. He looked lost in his thoughts, almost upset.

"Hey, Emmy can I talk to you for a sec?" I asked, hoping I wasn't the reason he was upset.

"Sure, what's up?" He smiled he trade mark smile, dimples and all.

"I uh wanted to let you know Edward is going to stay the night…with me." I said as sweetly as I could, just praying he wouldn't get all brother bear on me.

"Isa, if I don't say anything about how that really creeps me out, will you help me with something?" He sounded shy, which was just not Emmett, I was the shy one. As long as he wasn't going to freak out on me I'd help him with anything, within reason of course.

"What do you need help with?"

"Okay, umm… so I kind of want to ask someone to the prom but I'm not sure how to do it, she…well she can be pretty intimidating and… fuck…Is, I don't know what to do." He let out a frustrated sigh. This was not what I was expecting, at all. I could work with this. Intimidating? There was only one girl we knew who scared the shit out of all the boys. Rosalie.

"First of all you do know that the prom is a week away, right?" I asked sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Yeah, that is why I'm going crazy. I don't know if she is going with anyone else yet. What if I'm too late?"

"Okay, umm can you tell me who this girl is? It might help me to help you." Please, please say Rose.

"If I tell you, you have to promise not to say anything to anyone." He raised his eyebrow expectantly.

"Scouts honor."

"Rosalie." YES! This was too perfect. We were all going to have our dream dates for prom.

"Well okay. All you have to do is ask her, but it wouldn't hurt to be a little creative. What have you thought of so far?" I asked truly excited.

"Don't laugh, but I know how much she love those rubber ducks and I found a really big one, I was going to write on its back 'Will you go to the prom with me'. Fuck that sounds stupid huh?" He was all flustered.

"Emmett, chill out. No it doesn't sound stupid, I think she'll love that, really." I couldn't believe how much he was spazing out over this, he either really liked her or he was afraid of losing his balls.

"Really, you think she will?" Emmett asked, his face full of hope. It was so cute.

"Yes, now I'm going to go change, Edward will be up here soon." I gave him a hug and turned to leave.

As I got to the door Emmett said, "I'm happy for you Isa, just be careful, alright?"

"I will Emmy don't worry."

When I got to my room I rushed to change into my night clothes. I decided to forgo my normal ratty sweats opting for a cute pair of pajama shorts and a matching top Alice had gotten me for my birthday last year. I quickly brushed my teeth and sat on my bed waiting for Edward. I didn't have to wait long before he knocked.

"Are you decent?" he asked through the door.

"Yes, come on in." I chuckled.

He opened the door and started walking in but then he stopped. He just stood there staring at me.

"What?" I asked feeling a little insecure.

"You lied, Bella." He paused.

"Edward…I lied?"

"You are utterly indecent – no one should look so tempting, it's not fair." His voice was low and husky as he walked towards me. His eyes seemed darker, his breathing heavier.

"I..." I didn't know what to say. All of a sudden it was really hot in my room.

Edward sat on the bed as he ran his fingers up and down my calf. My body seemed to ignite with his touch.

"So beautiful." He murmured quietly. He looked me in the eye as he leaned forward taking my bottom lip in between his, running his tongue along it. The moment our lips touched my mind shut off and my body took control. I fisted my hands in his hair pulling him to me wrapping my legs around his waist wanting to find purchase.

I moaned loudly when I felt his hand cup my breast. It felt so good to have his hands on me, touching me. I wanted more. More everything. More touching, kissing, skin. My hands moved to the hem of his shirt, tugging it upwards. Realizing what I wanted he pulled back and took it off. Oh god, he's perfect. I thought as he his shirt fell to the floor. I ran my hands down his chest almost reverently. Pushing his shoulders gently showing him that I wanted him to lay back I straddled his legs. I can honestly say I had no idea what I was doing, I was running on autopilot. I kissed him hungrily, sliding my tongue into his mouth tasting his warm rich flavor. Edward tasted like dark chocolate with a hint of mint, the same way he smelt. So terribly good.

Edward ran his fingers along the hem of my top and then moved his hands up underneath it. He lightly grazed the underside of my breast with his thumbs. He then proceeded to cup them, squeezing gently. I leant into his touch moaning loudly. Grinding myself into his now very hard erection, I finally got the friction I'd been wanting. From the groan that came from Edward, he liked it as much as I did.

"Oh god, Edward."

"Bella, ugh yes."

We started to move at a fevered pace. It felt like he was everywhere at once. Edward's hands were in my hair, on my hips, thighs and breasts. I kissed from his lips to his jaw, and up to his ear, nibbling on the lobe. I continued to grind myself on him shamelessly. All you could hear was our panting and the occasional moan.

I realized suddenly that I was close, so very close to falling off the edge of bliss.

"Edward …. I'm… ugh so close." I moan into his ear.

"Baby… me… too." He panted.

He griped my hips, pulling me down harder to him. Edward began moving with me, faster rougher. He moved one of his hands up cupping my breast, then pinched my nipple. That was my undoing, my climax racked my body. I lost all coherent thought. I felt like I was in another world.

The next thing I knew, Edward was rolling me over onto the bed, kissing down my neck. I felt like my bones where made of jelly, I couldn't move. I didn't want too.

"Bella, baby, are you okay?" Edward asked sweetly.

I couldn't stop the giggle the left my lips. "Edward, I am better than ok, wow…just wow."

"I know exactly what you mean…wow." He breathed against my neck.

My eyes started to grow heavy, sleep ready to take me.

"Goodnight, Edward." I whispered.

"Sweet dreams, Bell." He draped his arm over my waist, pulling me closer. Then he was singing, it was soft and quite. I recognized the lyric immediately.

How does it feel to know you're everything I need

The butterflies in my stomach

They could bring me to my knees

How does it feel to know you're everything I want

I've got a hard time saying this

So I'll sing it in a song

I soon fell into a blissful sleep. Dreaming of the boy with his arm around me, singing about how much he wanted and needed me. So much.

*peeks out from behind computer*

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ECLIPSE came out yesterday! Did you see it! I did. I loved it.

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