brighter than sunshine

It was a cool Sunday morning a light breeze blew in the room, sending her scent lightly into the air, he turned on his side and looked at the blonde as she slept peacefully beside him.

'Wake up'.

She felt like she dreaming it wouldn't be unusual for her to have a dream where she could hear his voice but it felt more real like he was actually there with her.

She felt to comfortable she thought to herself as she fluttered her eyelids trying to adjust her eyes to the morning light.

She stretched slightly and sighed as she turned to her side to find him laying next to her on his side and he was smiling.

'Morning'.

He said softly as she smiled at him sleepy as he leaned in and kissed her.

'Hi'.

She said as he just gazed at her.

'How did you sleep?'.

'I slept like a angel, you?'.

'I didn't, vampires don't sleep'.

'Another myth'.

He nodded

'So if you didn't sleep, did you stay awake all night and just watch me sleep'.

'Yes, you fascinate me when you sleep, do you know that you talk in your sleep'.

'Oh god'.

She groaned as she put her head in her pillow.

'What did I say?'.

She asked her voice muffled and he chuckled.

'You said my name a few times at first I thought you where talking to me until I realised your where in a deep sleep, where you dreaming about me?'.

She could hear the pride in his voice'.

'Yes, it was a good dream',

She admitted and turned her head to look at him to find him smiling at her affectionately.

The shrill ringing of her cell phone didn't disrupt there moment as he turned and picked it up answering it for her as he returned his gaze to her.

'Hello'.

'Hello boy answering my best friends phone'.

Brooke's voice was as clear as a bell to her as she sat up quickly.

'You must be Edward'.

'That would be me which would make you Brooke'.

He replied while looking at Peyton.

'The one and only, so is P. Sawyer there or should I call back later'.

Before he could reply Peyton had snatched the phone away from him and he started to laugh lightly and she hit him playfully.

'Hey Brooke'.

'Don't 'Hey Brooke' is that all you have to say to me, you have a boy in your room, not just any boy but the Edward you have told me about and I'm guessing he's laying right beside you in your bed and all you can say is 'Hey Brooke'.

'What do you want me say'.

She asked her as struggled to get out of bed.

'I don't know, how about what the hell happened since the last time we spoke, what happened to getting to know each other'.

'We still are getting to know each other, he's just keeping me company while the others are in San Francisco'.

'While the families away Peyton Sawyer will play'.

Brooke said with a laugh.

'It wasn't like that we spent the whole of yesterday morning and most of the night painting my room and then we just fell asleep, it was completely innocent'.

'Okay calm down I was just messing with you, so I take it things between you two are going well?'.

'Things are going very well'.

'I'm happy for you Peyton, you haven't sound this happy in a while'.

'I haven't felt this happy in a while'.

She found herself saying not evening caring that Edward was in the room, it didn't matter he knew how she felt.

'So, there's a reason that I called you?'.

Brooke said suddenly her voice changing.

'Is everyone okay?'.

'Yes, everyone is fine don't panic, what are you doing in three weeks'.

'I have no idea what I'm doing tomorrow let alone in three weeks why?'.

'Well my dad has this business trip to Seattle coming up with a pretty important client and they believe in that whole family values thing so parents are pulling me out of school for a week'.

'Brooke Davis are you coming to Forks'.

'I'm coming to Forks, I hope that's okay?'.

'Are you kidding, Brooke I can't wait you can meet Alice, you'll love her and Emily would love to see you again'.

'Yes and I get to meet Edward, see if he's good enough for my best friend'.

'Brooke'.

'Kidding but seriously I can't wait to meet him and see you I miss you'.

'I miss you too, so catch me up how is everyone doing?'.

She remained on the phone with Brooke for at least a hour before they ended the call.

Once she ended the call, she felt him standing behind her as he moved her hair to one side of her neck his icy fingers leaving a trail of heat in there wake.

'Sorry I was so long on the phone, I hope you didn't feel ignored'.

'Far from it, I was happy watching you talk to Brooke'.

'You mean happy listening to me talk to Brooke'.

'Well, yes it was hard to ignore given my heightened senses'.

He chuckled.

'Have you two been talking for long'.

'Ever since she called me that day after you told me what you are, we've been talking it felt right being able to talk to Brooke, she's the only other person in the world who really knows me, she's my best friend and I love her like a sister'.

'I'm glad your still able to maintain that closeness,she sounds as if she really cares for you'.

'She does, after my mum died she came to my house to make sure I was okay, we've been best friends ever since'.

She said with a soft sigh.

'You must be excited that she's coming to visit'.

She nodded as she turned around.

'I am, I can't wait for you to meet her and Alice, I know they are going to get on like a house on fire, they are the same person'.

She looked at him and then moved to look at her newly painted room, it no longer felt like a strangers room, it felt like home.

The warm red walls reminded her of all the fun filled nights she shared with Brooke where they would stay up all night and just talk about boys (well Brooke would talk about boys and Peyton would make some sort of sarcastic comment on Brooke's taste in boys).

Brooke would always be a constant fixture in her house, any time her dad would be away at work there Brooke would be.

'I can't believe it's finished'.

She commented and he nodded.

'I'm glad I was able to help'.

He put his arms around her and rested his head on her shoulder

'Thanks for all your help, the fact that I have paint in my hair is almost worth it, who knew that a 110 year old vampire could be so childish and actually have a paint fight with someone'.

She said commenting the fact that she still had specks of red paint in her hair.

'I don't know what come over me'.

'Sure you don't'.

She replied as he turned her back round.

'What do you want to do today?'.

He asked her and she shrugged.

'Well first I need to have a shower and get this paint out of my hair, then I need to actually unpack those'.

She looked over to her right wall where boxes where stacked on top of each other.

'After we've unpacked what do you want to do?'.

She shrugged.

'I want do absolutely nothing'.

'Absolutely nothing, sounds'.

He moved his lips closer to her and kissed her softly before pulling back.

'Perfect'.

He told her finishing his sentence and she sighed.

'This kissing thing is getting easier for you'.

He laughed.

'It's all down to practice'

He replied smugly and she rolled her eyes.

'Listen I'm going to head home quickly while you take your shower but I'll be back by time you come out ready to unpack'.

'Okay, I'll be here',

He walked past her as she headed into the bathroom and turned on the shower, then walked back into her room and gathered up her clothes for the day.

He picked up his jacket and shoes before walking over to her, she took his hand and took him to the front door.

'I'll be back soon'.

He told her before kissing the top of her head and walking to his car.

As he walked into his house he was greeted by Alice who skipped delicately to his side with a beaming side.

'Hello Alice'.

He said as she followed him to his room and sat down on his on his sofa.

'How was Denali?'.

He asked her as he took of his jacket and hung it on the back of his closet door.

'It was good,they all say hello, how has your weekend been?'.

She asked skipping to the real subject.

'Well, you should know considering you sent me home'.

'I'm glad I did, so your heading straight back to her after you get changed'.

'That's the plan she still has some unpacking to do'.

Alice feel silent for a moment and he looked at her and smiled as she did.

'Well have fun'.

She said before skipping out of his room.

'You didn't have to use the front door'.

She told him as she opened the door and he looked at her as she stood in front of him in ripped jeans and tank top, hair curling loosely on her shoulders.

'Well I didn't want your neighbours calling the police on the strange boy who just jumped through your open window',

He commented as he followed her to her room to find that she had already opened several boxes and now there where piles of albums on her bed.

She walked over to a pile looked through it and then placed it on the selves that he had assembled with out a problem.

He handed her another pile which she took and then placed on a different section.

'I'm not strange, okay'.

'I'm not saying a word'.

She turned and looked at him with a hand on her hip.

'Look it's a thing I've always done, I can't stand when music is just pushed together I like my collection to be in order not just but genre but sub-genre'.

'I better get to work on my own collection before you rearrange mine'.

'Well you better get to work'.

They spent the next few hours unpacking her stuff finding the perfect place for everything, while discussing there favourite musicians,artists and books.

They where now in the living room sitting on the sofa now watching a movie, well he was watching a movie she was studying his face and he looked at her for a split second and then looked back at the screen.

'What are you staring at?',

'Nothing, I was actually thinking if it would be okay for me to draw you?'.

He turned his attention from the movie and smiled.

'I would be honoured if you would draw me'.

'Okay don't move'.

She got up quickly and ran up to her room returning moments later with a sketchbook in her hand and a pencil tucked behind her ear.

'Do you want me to pose'.

'No I don't work like that'.

She sat across the room from him and opened the sketchbook to a blank page before placing her pencil to paper, she looked at his face closely as she started to sketch his outline onto the paper, she didn't have to look at him that often because she had his face burned into her mind and it wasn't likely to fade away any time soon.

He kept his eyes on the movie but every now and then he would glance over at her and just watch her draw, he took in every detail the way she bit her lip as she sketched, the way she played with her hair and the movement of her hand as it moved across the page it so delicate as if she didn't want to mess it up.

She caught his gaze as she looked up from her piece of paper and then looked back down.

He didn't disrupt her as she sat there and drew, then suddenly she stopped and put the pencil on the floor beside her but clutched the book to her chest a look of uncertainty in her eyes.

'Can I see it?'.

He asked her and she nodded as she handed him the book and returned to her spot across from him.

He turned the book around and looked at the image in front of him, it was him without a doubt, he was amazed by her talents he had seen her sketch in Alice's mind and from what she had shown him but this was something else and he was almost surprised that she was uncertain about it.

'Is it okay?'.

She asked as she bit her lip nervously and he nodded.

'It's brilliant, your brilliant'.

'Are you sure, I was scared I messed it up and your too perfect to mess up'.

'It's perfect, believe me'.

He motioned for her to come to him and she bit her lips as she got up and walked over to him, she wasn't used to feeling like this things seemed so different but they where the complete same, colours seemed brighter, it was just a amazing feeling that she never wanted it to leave, the way he looked at her made her feel like she was the most important in the world to him.

He smiled at her as he took her hands as he slowly pulled her down to sit by his side on the chair.

She settled back her head resting just on his shoulder, he moved his arm and she moved so she was in a more comfortable position.

She could feel his lips moving gently in her hair it was almost like he whispering into her hair but when listened she could hear no sound at all.

But it was relaxing and she felt her eyes slowly start to close and then she could hear a gentle humming sound it was so dreamlike, she slowly drifted to sleep by his side.

He picked her up gently to move her to the sofa, when she said his name, he looked at her but her eyes where still closed.

'Edward'.

'I'm here'.

He whispered as he lay her on the sofa, pulling the throw from the side and covering her with it before sitting back down beside her with a cushion on his lap and she moved forward and rested her head on the pillow.

He looked down and found her eyes where slightly open.

'I really like you'.

He leaned down and kissed her face and she sighed.

'I like your kisses'.

He chuckled at her comment as she closed her eyes again as she found his hand and held it in her own as she feel asleep.

He played with her hair gently as she slept and he closed his eyes with her, he may not have been able to sleep but he could enjoy this moment.

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter it was just a few nice moments between Edward and Peyton.

In the next chapter there will have been a time jump of three weeks for Brooke's arrival, Jacob will be appearing at the same time Brooke is in the story,

Hope you all enjoyed this chapter.

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