The only excuse for taking this long to post is that I just moved to England and started college there. In short, I hate it and I'm really miserable at the moment. I was going to give up writing this story then I read over all the lovely reviews people gave me and that gave me a little motivation to at least have another go at this.
Sorry again for taking so long and a great big thank you to all the fantastic people who reviewed and put this on story alert. The following people are officially amazing and I want to give them all hugs:
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And thanks to Insanity's Partner for the movie suggestion and everyone else who gave me great ideas of what they should watch. Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: Unfortunately I'm not Stephenie Meyer. Sucks to be me, eh?
"We were just about to watch a movie," Alice said slyly, "Care to join us?"
I nodded and sat on the couch a few inches away from Bella. Alice put a DVD in the player and sat on the other side of her new friend.
I almost laughed as I saw the title of the movie we were going to watch appear on the screen. This was going to be an interesting night.
Chapter Eight: Movie Night
BELLA SWAN
I had to tell myself to sit still and not start shaking with excitement when Edward sat beside me on the couch.
Get a grip, he's just a guy. But Edward wasn't just some guy. My pulse wouldn't have raced if Mike Newton had sat beside me in a darkened room, so close that I could have reached out and grabbed his hand, or rested my head on his shoulder.
The title of the movie came on the screen: Brokeback Mountain. This was one of my favourite movies of all time: it always made me cry.
Then I realised that maybe this wasn't the best movie choice now that Edward was watching it with us. Guys tended to stay away from movies like this, this one in particular. What if this made him really uncomfortable and then he had to leave?
I sneaked a glance at him from the corner of my eye. The glare from the television screen lit up his perfect face: he looked almost amused. At least he didn't look like he wanted to kill Alice or me for choosing this movie.
As if he could read my mind he leaned over the short distance between us and whispered, "Nice movie choice, by the way."
"Thanks," I croaked as I tried not to think about close his lips were to my skin or how cool his breath was against my cheek. Or how warm his body felt against my shoulder and how great his cologne, if he was even wearing any, felt. Or how easy it would be for me to turn my head and let my lips brush against his.
Nope. I definitely wasn't thinking about anything like that.
The rest of the movie went on like this. I felt like I was sitting on live wires that could spark at any time. It was an exhilarating feeling sitting beside this teenage god, being so close I could smell him and feel his body heat.
It was worse when Alice left once wordlessly about half an hour into it. The atmosphere seemed electric with just the two of us in the black room, sitting side by side on the couch.
"Bella?"
Before I could reply, Alice was returning with a huge steaming bowl of popcorn in hand. Did he really whisper my name or had I imagined it?
It wasn't long afterward that I started to get sleepy. My eyes were struggling to stay open and I wanted nothing more than to just surrender to sleep and rest my head on Edward's shoulder.
EDWARD CULLEN
The movie was… interesting to say the least. I wasn't homophobic but I hadn't exactly made the effort to go see it either. It turned out to be a good movie- a little tragic and bittersweet- but good nonetheless.
As long as Jasper or Emmett didn't find out I watched it with the girls, I was okay.
But the best part of the night was definitely when halfway through the movie I felt Bella's head drop gently to my shoulder.
I turned to look at her: she looked so beautiful when she slept. Her long brown hair cascaded over her shoulder in loose waves and her bottom lip pouted slightly as if she were mad about something.
It would have been so easy to lean down and take her bottom lip in mine. I'd never wanted to kiss a girl so much in my life as I did then. The only thing that stopped me from doing just that was my annoying little sister who was still watching the movie, with a smirk on her pixie like face.
So I just let her be, watching her sleep out of the corner of my eyes and resting my head on hers slightly.
Too quickly, the credits were rolling and Alice was snapping on the lights and wiping her tears away with one hand.
"We should probably take Bella home now."
I nodded and stood gently, propping Bella up to sit on the couch herself.
I picked her up carefully, slipping my hands behind her back and knees and lifting her slowly. Her arms came to rest on my chest and her head snuggled deeper into my shoulder. She smelled sweet, like saccharine.
Esme appeared in the doorway of the living room, wearing her dressing gown and carrying a mug of tea. When she saw Bella sleeping in my arms, she smiled knowingly.
"Goodnight kids. Be careful when you drive Bella home, Alice," She said softly.
"Why don't you drive her home?" Alice asked innocently turning to me. Before I could even say anything, Esme replied, "Alice, you brought that girl here, now you can drive her home. Think about how she would feel if she woke up and some strange boy, instead of you, was driving her?"
"But Mom," Alice whined, "Edward's not a strange boy! And she has a huge crush on him so I really don't think she would mind that much."
Esme's expression seemed to mirror mine as her eyes widened dramatically and her mouth dropped open. "Young lady, you drive Bella home right now and when you get back, we're going to have a little talk about manners and staying out of other people's business!"
Alice shot me a look before she opened the door for me, as if I'd refused to drive her. Honestly I was a little disappointed that I was going to have to let go of this sleeping angel soon. She was lying so still in my arms that if I couldn't hear her breathing against my chest, I would have thought something was wrong.
Alice opened the back door of her porche and I gently laid Bella down so she was lying across the seats. As my hands slid away from her back she whispered, "Edward." I thought she had woken up and saw me but she was still asleep.
Was she dreaming about me? That thought made me smile like a mad man. When I pulled away, very reluctantly from her, and closed the door gently, Alice was waiting right behind me with her arms crossed and her feet tapping impatiently.
"Say goodnight, Romeo," she added as she started the engine and sped off towards Chief Swan's house with an angel sleeping peacefully in the back seat.
"Goodnight," I whispered.
So, am I too late? Or do people still want to read this?
You might have noticed that I changed my pen-name from mrsjacobblack91 to weesa91. It seems I took too long and Renesmee edged me out cries
Oh well. There's still Jasper…
I also have a fictionpress account under the same pen-name so please go check that out. They're not long stories, mainly one shots.
And thanks for reading!
