Note: Sorry for the
delay. Been busyy. So here you go. Title is a song by Matt
Nathanson.
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STILL
He loved how she fit perfectly in his arms. She may be a lot smaller than he was but that was the point; she fits right into his arms unlike his other supermodel lanky bed partners of whom some are as tall as he is. Bella laid right on top of him, with her chin resting upon his chest. Every now and then, she would place her ear to his chest to listen to his heartbeat. She loved listening to the way his heart thumping. And if she had her way, she would have laid there forever by just doing that.
Out of the blue, Edward teased, "You're such a witch". He ran his hands along her beautiful hair behind her back. His line prompted her to arch her body up as she found him with a smirk plastered across his face.
Bella blinked at him, "Excuse me?" She knew Edward was joking, but Bella wanted to know what it meant when he said it. She was insecure, because Edward has probably had a gazillions of other girls in her current position.
Edward simply replied, "You've casted this dreadful spell on me". He pulled her closer and lifted his head to place a kiss on her head, in the midst of her messy but lavender-shampooed hair.
"Well that's too bad for you", Bella shrugged, and then she decided to play along. She raised her left brow with an instigating look, "And do you always say that to your other bed partners after sex?"
"No, only one- You", Edward hastily clarified, "And you're not just my bed partner". Edward never wanted Bella to feel as if he was just using her like she was a few-day tool.
Bella placed her head back on Edward's chest and resumed listening to his heartbeat and the echo of his voice through the inside of his torso, "So am I supposed to feel special?"
"You don't have to", Edward answered wittily,"You are special". Bella always knew, even when they first met that Edward's tongue was not only good at kissing as well as all the other foreign languages in the world, it was good with words. Edward, in fact, was good with his words.
Bella sighed. And he immediately sensed the sudden change of atmosphere, all by her sigh. "What?", he asked.
She was honest enough to tell him. "You don't sound serious"
Instantly, he flipped her over and pinned her at the bottom with his weight. Bella was much smaller than he is and she was confused at what he was about to do. Edward gazed into her eyes, with his arms on the side of her face. "I am serious when I'm with you. I'm already under your spell."
Bella didn't answer, she didn't retort with any clever remarks like always. Instead, she reached her head up and sealed Edward's words with a kiss on his lips, as they slowly picked up from where they left off before.
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There was a loud thump on the floor as Bella fell on the floor, sliding off the couch she made into her bed last night. It was one of those recurring dreams again where she was being put in a room with four-totally-sealed-walls painted with vibrant colours with nothing but a pen in front of her. Each time she reached forward to grab hold of the pen, it moves further away, just like one of those sci-fi movies with psychics who move things around with their mind. Bella was not a psychic for sure, but one thing that has been bugging her was this particular dream which has been occupying her night since the past week.
She had tried to google a dream encyclopedia to decipher its code and found it harder to crack than the Da Vinci Code when there were no results in return.
Bella picked herself up, reluctantly from the floor and soothing her cheek which she fell on. Her house by now looked like a papermade bird's nest with her wanted and unwanted sketches. Her cellphone started ringing and Bella started tossing her papers around the floor, practically making the "bird's nest" look worse, frantically searching for her ringing cellphone.
"Hello?", she didn't even bother checking the caller ID.
Alice's voice came onto the receiver of her cellphone. "You need to get laid". Bella could hear horns blasting in Alice's background.
"Did you call me just to remind me that I haven't gotten laid in 3 months?", Bella replied, in a curious manner. True, she hasn't been with anyone ever since Edward.
"No, I meant you need to get laid to bring back the old and hippie Bella who will go out partying with me till the break of dawn! And oh, three months?! What's with the abstinence?", Alice rambled on the phone.
Bella sighed. "Alice, I have a life to run and sketches to draw"
Alice cut Bella off and moved to the reason why she called, "Well forget all that for a second because I need you this Saturday for this huge family thing at the Hamptons"
"I am already broken up with your brother remember?", Bella rolled her eyes. She didn't need to remind herself that often.
"But you did not break up with me. So Meet me Saturday at my place at 8. And oh, good luck for the prelims tomorrow!", Alice gave a loud smooch and quickly hung up before Bella could decline Alice's request. She should have known that saying No to Alice means affirming that you'll say Yes even more.
Restlessly, she picked herself up and headed for her table as she got her main outfit piece ready for tomorrow's preliminaries.
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"I remember you and me,
tangled in hotel sheets,
for hours"
