Chapter Seven: Happy
Edward was still glaring at me, while my mum was asking me what had happened. I told her about the Bio accident. When I told her that I had smelt it, she said maybe I should go hunting. I told her I'd go in a bit with Edward. Then I explained how I didn't feel like going to Gym because I hated that I wasn't allowed to show off my real skills and for that sarcastic comment I got an earful off Mum. She said that I shouldn't even joke about going at full speed/strength whist near humans. I might have thought of a clever comment to say back – but I knew it'd get me into trouble so I didn't bother. I did tell Edward it though in my head and he nearly choked so Mum sent him a warning glance then sent one at me.
Of course I then sent her an innocent look and being "mummy's-little-girl", as Edward says, I got it off. So she sent another glance at Edward and smiled at me. Result! I cried in my head, and then started doing my little happy dance.
Edward shot me another glare and I smiled back. Then I told him we were going hunting so to go get changed. And that's why I'm now pushed up against a tree, my legs wrapped around Edward's waist and my hands tangled in his hair. I was panting and probably red faced. Edward looked slightly a mess, but not very much. The only tell tale sign was his hair, which I had been running my hands through. His face was buried in my neck his lips attacking the soft skin there. He was nipping, licking and sucking and I couldn't get enough.
But then that annoying little feeling came back; the very same one that I felt after kissing him this morning. I hated that feeling. I didn't know what it was, and I think I was pretty sure I didn't want to know, either. It went right down to my core and that scared me. Nothing had ever been that deep – the five years I was doing the whole "friends-with-benefits" thing with Edward, wasn't this deep. Kissing him that first time two days ago wasn't this deep. Heck, even being was Chris wasn't this deep.
And then a memory pushed into my head. One of lunch time today. I told Rosalie that I was a head turner and heart breaker. That was true, I couldn't do this deep feeling, and I knew I couldn't. Edward knew I couldn't, he knew me so well that he knew I wouldn't do love ever again – not after what happened with Chris – so he obviously thought this was nothing. That we were doing friends with benefits again.
Even though in my head that sounded great. Sex – but with no strings attached. In my heart that hurt a little. And I couldn't push that nagging feeling away. At least, I couldn't while Edward's glorious lips were moving their way down my neck and into my cleavage. Right now, his lips were on my collarbone and I needed him off me.
"Edward," I whispered. "You've got to stop. Please, stop." I was still out of breath and I needed to be stronger in my voice. "Edward. Stop," I commanded. That got his attention.
"What? What's wrong, Baby?" He breathed. Baby, now that was new. Last time I checked I was Love or, Darling. Never have I been Baby.
"We've got to stop. Before it goes too far and something happens. And we've been gone for a good couple of hours, they'll be worrying." Damn, I was still out of breath. Why the hell does he have this sort of affect on me?
"Okay, we'll go back now." He told me, placing one last kiss on my lips. I'm pretty sure he was wondering what I meant by before it goes too far and something happens.
But, I just shrugged it off; if he wanted to know what I meant he could freakin' ask me. Maybe.
Once again, I raced him home and it was a very close win by Edward. There were a few crude comments mainly from Emmett, and a few off Jasper. Dad just looked at Edward. He grimaced, but nodded very slightly at my dad. I don't think anyone else noticed, but I sure did. Something was going down. And everyone else found out about it while we were gone. I could tell it was nothing to do with what Edward and I had just done because Dad gave Edward that speech years ago and Edward wouldn't have grimaced. Grinned maybe, but he would never have grimaced.
The rest of the night was spent talking and laughing at old memories. Jasper and I shared a few from before he met Alice, though I think maybe she might have been a bit jealous. Because whenever I got the feeling that she was, Jasper would move a hand, so it was either on her knee, or the small of her back, and he pressed a kiss to her forehead, or her cheek. Something little – to show affection.
At midnight, I was curled up on Edward's lap and Dad told me I have to go to bed. I complained and I grumbled. I even tried the puppy dog eyes on Mum – all to no avail.
So, I turned them on Edward. He, too, turned them down but pressed a kiss to the top of my head, and carried me up the stairs to him room. It made my stomach flutter but this time I was too sleepy to even be bothered to try anything to get rid of the feeling so I let it take over me. And I snuggled down into Edward's arms. He laid me on the bed, and just as he was about to leave, I grabbed at the material on his arms.
I pulled him to me, and he got into the bed. Again, he kissed me on my head, and then pulled me against his body. I could feel all his muscles in his chest, I could feel his face move to my hair as he breathed in my sent, I could feel his chest move behind me as he breathed in and out.
"Don't ever leave again." He told me, his face still in my hair. I turned around and wrapped my arms around his chest. His body started to shake as he let out a small sobs. I tightened my grip on him. "I missed you so much. Please, don't leave again, Bella."
"I won't. I missed you, too. My best friend. You're the very best part of me, Edward. I won't leave you again." I kissed his hair this time and I drifted to sleep content in knowing I had my best friend's arms wrapped all around me making me feel safe and warm and happy.
A/N: Happy? It's longer. See... 1285 words. The last one was about 974 or something.
So the baby is born. I am now the proud aunt of little Elizabeth Louisa Scott. She's named after me and Alex's mum. It's so exciting! And I'm happy, that's why I named this chapter 'Happy' and because the last word was 'Happy' but whatever. Alex had to go into surgery to get the baby out (because of complications) so she's still in hospital healing so the next chapter will be sorter, maybe. My brother's not doing so well because he's stressing about not being able to look after a baby by himself. So, we'll be at his a lot.
Love, Louisa. (BlueEyesBurning)
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