A/N: Hi Peeps! This chapter is slightly random…you can find Bella's dress on my page…it'll be under Bella's Dress, Chapter 6…Review please…xx
Chapter Summery…Date…All Human
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Chapter Seven: Bella's POV
When Edward and I got to the restaurant, he hooked his arm around my waist and pulled me into his side.
"You look beautiful, by the way." He said as we sat down at our table. I looked my self up and down. I had a white lace dress on and cute white kitten heels. My hair was loose, in its natural out-of-control curls.
"Thank you, Edward. Might I say, you look rather dashing yourself," I leaned towards him and ran the tip of my right shoe up the inside of his thigh. He hissed, a low seductive sound, escaping his lips. The sole now rubbed against his crotch and he moaned quietly.
"Bella." He said through gritted teeth. I felt his thighs tighten around my ankle and I slid my foot back to wrap around my ankle, effectively taking it back to myself. I concentrated on Edward, his green eyes scorching into mine. I suddenly noticed what song was on in the background, I loved this song; it reminded me of Edward. Flightless Bird, American Mouth by Iron and Wine flooded my mind and I closed my eyes to concentrate on the lyrics, whispering them quietly to myself. Edward's hand silently curled around my cheek.
"You like Iron and Wine?"
"Edward! They are the best bloody band in the whole world!"
"Of course they are!" He grinned back at me. "So do you have any plans for tomorrow?"
"Well, Alice and I were going to look at apartments but I already have a home, so no."
"Cool." He left it at that. Weird.
Edward unlocked the door to our apartment, eager to get inside after I had made a promise with him. Once inside, he crushed his lips to mine and scooped me up so that I was cradled in his arms. He practically ran into the bedroom, his excitement getting the better of him. He laid me on the bed and hovered over me. I rolled away and ran into the living room.
"Bella…" Edwards strained voice came from the bedroom, muffled by the covers. I clicked on some seductive music and swayed my way back into the bedroom where Edward was sitting wide eyed. I started my strip show…nervously!
Edward's POV
Last night had to be one of the best nights of my life. Bella seductively stripping and holy crap, she was worth the wait. She had accidently stubbed her toe on the bedpost while performing and had started swearing uncontrollably with the pain. I gently picked her up and cradled her against my chest as I sat on the bed to examine her toe. She put some ice on it and seemed fine after that. Five minutes later, she started where she had left off.
I woke in the morning with an utter sense of happiness. My girlfriend was here, snuggled up against me. Bella stirred and her eyes flickered open. She kissed my collarbone and suddenly spoke in a small husky voice.
"Shouldn't you be getting ready for university?" She said.
"Yeah." I quickly hopped out of bed and got dressed. Bella suddenly bolted for the bathroom.
"Bella? Are you alright?"
"No. Don't come in. You don't want to see this!" I ignored her and stumbled into the bathroom to find Bella hanging over the toilet, being violently sick.
"Honey, don't cry," I said brushing away her silent tears and pulling her hair away from her face. She rested her head against my chest and I wrapped my arms around her.
"Do you want me to stay here?" I asked, kissing her hair.
"No. You have to go, I'll call Alice."
"Ok." I slowly got up, trying not to jostle her. I grabbed my bag and walked out of the door."
Bella's POV
I heard the door click as Edward left for university. I stumbled into the bedroom and fell asleep for a few hours. I woke up feeling better so I got dressed and made myself some lunch. I sat down on the couch under the duvet to watch TV when I heard the phone ring.
"Hello?"
"Bella, can you come and get me. I'm on the first flight of stairs and I already can't get any further." It was Edward.
"Why?"
"They sent me home because I was sick. They told me to stay off tomorrow as well." I put the phone back on the hook and ran down the stairs to get Edward. He was sitting on the first flight of stairs, like he said.
"Hey," I said as I hooked an arm around his waist and guided him up the stairs.
"I think I caught your bug!" He mumbled.
When we made it up the apartment, I sat back down on the couch while Edward got dressed into his pyjamas. He came and lay down on the couch, his head in my lap and his feet dangling off the edge. I ran my fingers through his hair, again and again, soothing us both.
"Edward?" He didn't answer. I peered down at him. He had fallen asleep. I pulled the duvet over him and went into the kitchen to make some soup from Edward's expert recipe. Thirty minutes later, he wandered through to the kitchen rubbing his eyes.
"Hey, sleepy!" I said, hugging him.
"Hm."
"How do you feel?"
"Not so good. I could do with some coffee."
"You know the ultimate 'sick' food and drink?" I asked.
"No…"
"Mocha and Chicken Noodle Soup."
"Ok." I laughed at him and went back to stirring my soup. He suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the back of my neck.
"How come you're not sick anymore?"
"Because I slept for a little longer than thirty minutes." I laughed and he joined in.
A/N: Will put up Chapter 8 soon…byeee xx
