Undercover Princess

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Chapter 7: Our Little Secret.

Bella POV

My eyes closed, I had no idea why I wanted this to happen. I thought I was meant to be fair; fairness wasn't kissing someone before the other had a chance to prove them.

But I want this so bad, but it was wrong. Before she could think Oliver's lips were on mine. His moulded to mine, but I couldn't help but compare him to Edward. Edward and I's was just a simple peck, but it felt so right. But this, this, it also felt right. Other than the fact that it wasn't fair to Edward made me stop. I pulled back and said, "Stop Oliver. This just isn't right," I said softly. He pulled back, obvious hurt in his eyes. The look made me want to cry, I hurt a friend. I continued with my homework, flushing deep red with embarrassment. I glanced back at Oliver, his face grave. We quickly did our homework in an awkward silence, unlike the silences with my father. Oh how I missed him, just thinking about it nearly brought me to tears. Oliver noticed and looked at me, a concerned look in his eyes.

"Are you okay, Bella?" He asks, concern and worry lace his voice. All I could do was nod; I was never the one to express emotions freely. I look up at Oliver, sadness was clearly shown in my eyes.

"I'm sorry," Oliver whispers as he pulls me into an embrace. I could feel tears slowly slide down my cheeks, landing on Oliver's arms. We stood there, almost 20 minutes had passed. I backed away and smiled a weak smile.

"Sorry 'bout that," I say and head into the kitchen, preparing dinner. I started to boil the pasta, stirring occasionally. Yes, I was making spaghetti. I smiled as I heard Oliver's footsteps.

"Need help?" He asks, I turn around to look at him. He stood in the small kitchen, his head almost touching the ceiling. I shake my head and bite my lip to keep from laughing. I've never noticed before, I say mentally.

I continue with my cooking, I hear the television being switched on. Oliver was watching TV. After an hour dinner was finally ready. I set the table with two plates, glasses and cutlery.

"Oliver! Dinner!" I call out as I lay a portion of sauce and pasta on each plate, a saucer of grated cheese in the middle. Oliver comes and joins me. I sit as her digs in.

"You got a little...something there," I say, giggling as I look at him wiping his cheek. I point and giggle. Oliver just grins and wipes his cheek.

"Have I got it?" He asks, grinning. I nod and giggle. We continue eating.

I kept thinking, serious on the inside. Which should I choose? Edward, oh Edward. He was sweet, charming, loving and funny. Oliver, Oliver was the one who had to protect me. To care for me. He was funny, sweet and kind. Surely, it would mean he could protect me more if we were together. Maybe it was what my father would have wanted, maybe it was why he chose Oliver. I shook my head and smiled.

"Everything alright? No planning mass murder?" He asks, chuckling. I giggled and smiled.

"Just thinking," I said. Tomorrow, I would have to break it. I would have to quit this game. Tomorrow, I would have to break Edward's heart and maybe my friendship with them. Oliver nods and clears the table. I smiled, grateful he was helping. I walked upstairs slowly.

I shot for the sky, I'm stuck on the ground-

I heard my phone ringing, I quickly grabbed it and looked on the I.D.

Alice, I thought.

"Hi Bella," I heard on the other end. Only Alice would have this cheery voice.

"Hey Ali," I said, an accidental sadness found in my voice.

"Well, who are you gonna choose to be your husband in waiting?" She asks, I could hear herself and Rose giggling on the other end.

"Promise not to hate me?" I asked meekly, I knew she would hate my anyway.

"Rose and I promise to never hate you on our new Gucci heels," She promises and I could hear Rose gasp. I smiled, the thought on Rose on the bed. Her red lips forming a perfect 'o' in a gasp.

"Oliver, I chose Oliver," I whispered, tears welling in my eyes. I hear gasping on the other end, as if someone was hyperventilating. I was unsure. "Alice? Rose?" I whisper, I closed my eyes and let the tears fall.

"Sorry," I hear Rose say. The gasping was still in the background, Alice was hyperventilating. She was because of me. "Why'd you choose him Bells?" Rose asks, worry in her tone. I shrugged it off.

"It's what my father would have wanted," I say, lying gently onto my bed. I inhaled, it smelt like home.

"Oh,ok. When are you going to tell Edward?" She asks, the gasping stopping suddenly. I knew Alice was disappointed.

"Tomorrow morning," I say.

"Okay, don't forget. We're going to sleep. Ciao," Rose whispers as she hangs up before I could reply.

How could I do this, my friends were disappointed. Only one person would be glad I made this choice. It would be Oliver.

I gently placed my phone onto the bedside table. I curl up; I couldn't be bothered to change. The door creaks open, I look sharply towards it.

"Are you okay?" Oliver asks gently. I place a smile on my face and nodded. He seemed to buy it, or just chose not to notice it. He closes the door before whispering a soft goodnight. I look away, outside my window. The moon, it looked beautiful. Lightness in darkness, I wish I was that moon. I closed my eyes and slowed my breathing.

Soon enough, sleep came. I was glad. Dreamless. Peaceful. Perfect. I sighed, it felt like heaven.

A/N: So I'm back! Who missed me? ;D Well, I've had my laptop for like a month but I got stuck with writers block. So hard to think of ideas. Holidays are coming next week, I'll try and update then. I'll try finish this story, but I might be working on other things. Please don't hate me D;

I got a lot of reviews that said people thought of Bella as a whore. I kinda agree with them, but I guess this makes me feel happy. I don't know why. I'm back now, and I got everything figured. I know all my mega ideas, and I can't wait to write them.

Ciao,

xx-vampire-dorky-xx