-The Next Day

-6a.m-

(Bella's POV)

I was sleeping soundly when I was jolted awake by Edward shaking my shoulder.

"What?" I asked groggily.

"Get up and get dressed," he urged. "I've got a big day planned for us." I looked at the clock. 6a.m. HA! False!

"Can it wait until I've had some decent sleep?" I asked.

"Not unless you want Charlie tagging along," he replied. I groaned and flopped back down onto the pillows.

"I don't even care," I said into the soft white pillow. He laughed and lifted me up. The blanket fell away from my bare body. He stared at me.

"Or we could just stay in today," he said, not looking at anything near my face.

"Edward," I said, rolling my eyes. He didn't respond. "Edward," I snapped. He looked up at me.

"Huh?" he asked blankly. I threw the blanket off me and pulled my robe on.

"Get your tongue off the floor you big lug." I went into the bathroom and opened the suitcase on the floor. It was supposed to be really warm today so I pulled on the white cotton dress that Alice had packed for me and the one Edward loved. I dressed and combed out my tangled mess of hair. Edward opened the door and pulled my hair away from my neck while I tried to do my makeup. His cold lips were pressed to my throat, distracting me.

"Get off," I said weakly. "I'm trying to get ready." He smirked and pulled away, laughing. "What?" I asked, pulling my hair into its usual ponytail. Then I saw what he was laughing at. I had a huge hickey on my neck from last night. "Edward!" I yelled angrily. He was already across the room, doubled over laughing. There goes my hair looking good today. I finished getting dressed and put on some flip flops. We snuck past Charlie's room and went outside. It really was warm out. Despite the clouds and even and 7a.m. Edward held the map while I snapped pictures.

"Let's walk over to the shopping plaza, love," he suggested. "It's a couple blocks away." We started to walk in the direction but I ended up with my foot stuck in a pothole. After a few minutes of struggling we managed to get it unstuck. It stung and I realized that I had a large gash up my ankle. Using Edward as support, I limped back to the hotel. Charlie was already up and met us as we were coming out of the elevator.

"What happened to you?" he asked.

"I got stuck in a pothole," I explained. He helped Edward get me to the room and put a washcloth to my ankle while Edward went to get my first aid kit. Thank God he knows me and packed that thing.

"You are such a klutz, Isabella," he said, gently brining my ankle up onto his knee and touching an antiseptic covered pad to it. I hissed gently when it stung.

"Sorry," he said. I nodded and glanced at Charlie, who had his eyes firmly fixed on the ring. I shifted uncomfortably. Charlie looked up at me.

"Sorry if it hurts, love," Edward said, breaking the silence. He looked to Charlie. "Can you get some ice from the mini bar please?" he asked. He went reluctantly. Edward bandaged me up and had me hold the ice to my ankle. It felt really good.

"Better?" he asked. I nodded.

"Thank you," I said. He smiled and stood. I tried to stand to but it hurt to walk on it. I gasped and sat right back down.

"Just lay down," he instructed. I did as he instructed. He brushed my hair out of my face and hummed my lullaby. And it wasn't long before I fell asleep.

A/N-Guys I'm sorry I'm switching everything around. I know I said they were going to Paris and made everything in Italy. But that's the way I had originally written it. So if you guys spot any mistakes like that, let me know and I'll fix it