„Did you brought a blanket?" I asked Edward once we finally reached our meadow. It was beautiful meadow in the middle of the forest; it looked like in a fairytale, wildflowers everywhere and butterflies flying around. It was our safe place. We found it when we were younger. Since that day we came here every once in a while.
„Yeah, I took two. Just in case." He said and I smiled at him. Edward always thought about just in cases.
„Great." He handed me a purple fluffy blanket and I spread it on the ground.
"Here you go." Edward said and handed me my edition of Wuthering Heights.
"Thanks." I watched him taking out his guitar. Edward loved to play that thing and he was very creative, he even wrote his own songs. We did this often, I came here to read and he came here to compose.
"Bella." I looked up at him and he looked at me with narrowed eyes.
"Are you till seeing that guy you and Rose talked about the other day?" Did he knew something?
"Am…no. Why?"
"No I was just asking. So if you are not, you can tell me who he was?"
"I really don't want to. You don't even know him. It was just a few dates so." I turned back to my book avoiding Edwards's dark eyes.
"Yeah, but you always tell me everything. I just don't understand why this is such a big secret." He was getting insistent.
"Can you just drop it? It was some guy and now it's over." He looked hurt and I felt bad about it, but I didn't apologized. He kept playing his guitar and I kept reading my book. We usually never fought. We argued sometimes about things like – I didn't like how he treated girls and his arrogance. And about things like – I was so naïve.
"I'm sorry." I looked dup at him. He looked sad and his lips were in a tight line.
"About what?"
"For being angry at you. I just felt stupid that you are hiding something from me."
"It's okay. I would be mad too."
"Yeah." I gave him a small smile and we turned back to what we were doing.
Later that night he drove me home. We didn't spoke much. When we pulled up in to his driveway I didn't hesitate and got out of his car. Edward and I lived next door, maybe that was the reason why we were so close to each other.
"What's the rush?" He asked with a light smiled, but then his face went blank and I could swear I heard him growl. I slowly turned around and saw that Jake's dad's car was parked outside and so was Jake's motorcycle.
"Can I hang out with you?" I asked him.
"No. You don't have to. Charlie probably wants you home anyway." That got me a little bit confused, but I left anyway.
"Hey dad I'm home." I said as soon as I entered the house.
"Hey kiddo."
"Hey Bella." I heard Billy's voice coming from the living room.
"Hey Billy, How is it going?" I asked him once I was done taking my shoes off and walked in to the living room. With the corner of my eye I could see Jake sitting in the armchair next to TV. I felt butterfly's going crazy in my belly, but I stayed clam.
"It's great Bells. How are you?" Billy asked.
"Oh I'm great." I answered. "Okay. I will go up to my room. I have plenty of homework."
I rushed upstairs as fast as I could. I hoped Jake wont follow me here. Suddenly I heard singing and walked closer to my window and opened it wider. There was Edward sitting on his bed with his back turned to me and playing his guitar. I've always love to hear him sing, his voice was mesmerizing. I smiled and leaned against the wall and listened.
You don't see the way I look at you And I'd like to hold you here in my arms Oh, but you, you don't see me
When you are not looking at me
I wish that I could tell you every single thought I ever had
About you and me
But you don't see me that way
And have you never leave
And I'd like to give you all that I have
To have you stay with me
You don't see me that way
The knock on my door scared me. I was so lost in to his singing. I pushed myself off the wall and opened the door. There he stood. Jacob Black. Looking at me like a lost puppy. I opened my door wider and let him in.
"What do you want Jake?"
"To talk to you. I don't like how we ended things. I don't like that we ended things at all. I like you. You like me. So what's the problem? Edward Cullen? He can suck it. He's not your fucking father."
"He's my best friend and I hate to go behind this back and if he finds out about us, you are dead meat Jake."
"I'm not if you tell him to stop acting like a prick. Bella if you really want to be with me you could just simply tell him to accept it and let us be."
I sat down on my bed and looked at my feet. "It's not that easy."
"Why? Maybe because you're in love with him or something?"