A/N: Hope you like this one. Most of this story will be just Edward/Bella. But I know you all love Alice and Emmett moments so I'll try to include them as much as I can. Peaceloveandreviews ! :)

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The next day I wanted to stay home just in case Edward may stop by again. I mean, why wouldn't he? He didn't want to leave at all last night. But who knows. Guys can be so hot and cold anyways. I don't want him to think I have no life. Plus, our kitchen was in some desperate need for some food. So I decided to drive up to Port Angeles to get some groceries. There was a small little mart in Forks, but I didn't like their selection. Plus, they make you pay for these big, bulky and crappy brown bags. Who pays for bags? I am not that lazy. But I am cheap.

I hooked my ipod up to the old truck I had and reluctantly passed Chase Coy. I went to Taylor Swift. Because I really couldn't listen to All Those Nights again. It would make me turn right around and await Edward's possible return to my house.

I was driving so the first song of hers to come on was You Belong With Me. My favorite, goodie.

It kind of reminded me of Edward too. More of my situation with Edward.

You're on the phone

With your girlfriend she's upset

She's going off about something that you said

Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do

I'm in my room, it's a typical Tuesday night

I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like

And she'll never know your story like I do

She wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts

She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers

Dreaming bout the day that you'll wake up and find

That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you

Been here all along, so why can't you see?

You belong with me

I strummed my fingers along the steering wheel and listened along. But of course, all of my thoughts were about Edward. I could listen to a song about body odor and it would remind me of him. Not that he has body odor. I would just be thinking about his perfectly chiseled body, and his heavenly sweet odor. And not that there would be any songs on my ipod about body odor. But I wonder if there is any songs about body odor…

Yes! My thoughts were not about Edward for point two seconds! That's an accomplishment. Truly.

About two hours of heavy traffic, idiotic drivers, road rage, and rush hours later, I pulled up into the Port Angeles Marketplace.

And then about an hour of price comparing, deli sampling, line waiting, and grocery loading later, I pulled out of the Port Angeles Marketplace.

I don't really think it was worth it. But whatever.

Then, finally, I was home. And it was seven o'clock. I was beat. Terribly, terribly exhausted. And tired.

Maybe Edward can wake me up…

Ugh, what am I doing? For one, he has a girlfriend. For two, I don't even know if he is going to show up. For three…I am way too tired to think of a three right now.

So, I made my way to bed, but I left my window open. It was a little chilly, but I don't care. I had a blanket to snuggle up with. And hopefully Edward soon, if he comes.

I didn't put my ipod on like I usually do, because the wind in the trees were making calming sounds. And I wanted to be able to wake up if Edward does come.

Next thing I knew, I was awaken by a thump. Edward was in my room.

But I looked and it wasn't anyone. It was just the neighbors across the street slamming their car door shut. Damn, they could be so loud.

"Did that wake you?"

I looked across my room. It was Edward, sitting down. I would have found this a tad creepy, but I did leave my window open. I bet he was just waiting for me to wake up.

Then, he puts his hands up. "You caught me. I was going to leave. But…you looked so peaceful. Did you know that you talk in your sleep?"

I blushed. I must've looked a mess. My hair was always such a mess even from a twenty minute nap. And then I looked at the clock. It was eleven thirty.

"Um, yeah. It used to drive Renee crazy. Did I, um…say anything?"

He chuckled. "You said my name. And then you said 'you belong with me'."

"Oh." I said, blushing so badly. He must think I am naturally red.

"I love that I can make you blush that way, Bella," he said, as if reading my mind.

Then, he started walking towards me, and I gulped in.

"I have something to, uh, tell you," he said.

I nodded my head and pulled my knees up to my chest as he sat down across from me, putting his head on the wall from the way my bed was positioned against it.

"I broke up with Tanya."

My heart started thumping so loudly, I was sure he heard it.

"Oh…are you okay? Is she okay?"

"I'm fine. And really, I don't care how she is. Bitch deserves it how she's treated me. She told me she can do better anyways."

I inched towards him, releasing my death grip on my legs.

"That's impossible." I said.

Simple words and I knew that he could tell how I felt about him clearly.

"No, Bella. I believe her."

I entwined my fingers with his, and pulled him towards me on the bed. "There is no one out there better."

I don't know where my sudden confidence came from, but my blush didn't go into hiding or anything, it was still there.

He turned his head towards mine, and looked into my eyes. We weren't very far apart. "Are you sure about that one?"

"Wh-what do you mean?"

He sighed. "Bella, maybe I'm not as good of a person as you see me."

"Don't say that, Edward. Just because you hang out with jerks doesn't mean you are one."

"I…I guess so. I just—I don't know."

I kissed his cheek quickly, and I became embarrassed of my actions. His cheek just looked so…kissable.

He smiled and took his hand and rested it gently behind my head. He started to pull me closer to him, and then his lips touched mine. He went to pull away, but I kissed him harder this time. He crushed me against him and we stayed like that for the longest time.

Thunder crashed and I jolted up. He chuckled. "Damn, I better get going," he said, looking at the time. Midnight. Once again.

"Stay," I said, breathlessly.

He looked at me. "Fuck it, I'm not going anywhere. Let me close this window, though. It's starting to rain."

Once he closed it, he looked at me, and his face looked like he was unsure of what to do.

"Would it be wrong if I were to ask to sleep in your bed with you tonight?"

I smiled, relieved that he wasn't having second thoughts about leaving.

"I'd like that."

Then, he pulled me into his arms, and started singing All Those Nights.

His voice was so velvety, and beautiful. It was better than Chase Coy's. Ten times better. If only he could record that song, I'd listen to it all the time. Even more than I do now. I wonder if he would play it for me, guitar and all.

I drifted off into a nice sleep that night. Best sleep I have ever had. Because I was right where I belonged, and he was right where he belonged, in each other's arms.

A/N: Review my little lovesick birds! :)

xoxo, B.