Hey, guys! I'm thinking about just posting on Saturdays, turns out I'm way too busy on Friday's as well.
But anyways, here's another chapter! I hope you enjoy!
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~dontyouthink13

"Oh, I've loved you from the start,

In every single way,

And more each passing day,
You are brighter than the stars,
Believe me when I say,
It's not about your scars,
It's all about your heart."

All About Your Heart - Mindy Gledhill.

Bella's POV-

When I wake up, I can see the sunlight coming in through the windows. The room is colored in a soft orange, due to the sunrise. I forget for a minute, that I am in California. I forget that I'm completely naked right now. I think I am in Edward's arms, and that we overslept over his alarm, the alarm he always readied for when he needed to leave in the middle of the night. I feel his arms around me, but he smells different. Wrong, almost. My sheets aren't usually this soft, and I realize I'm naked. Edward would absolutely not be okay with it, so why am I lying on his naked chest? My nose scrunches up in confusion, and when I see brown chest hairs, instead copper-red ones, I remember.

I remember everything.

The whole thing. I am no longer a virgin. I'm no longer a child. Almost 18, and I lost my virginity last night, to my blue eyed boy. I feel myself shift as I remember. I raise my head to look at him, and he's sleeping peacefully, arms tight, and warm around me. I remember the words he uttered to me, while I gave him the one thing that I was supposed to keep for a green eyed boy.

"I would never hurt you."
"Because I'm in love with you."

I gently untangle myself from his arms, and pick up his shirt, and tug it on while I try to walk to the bathroom. My legs are shaky, and that particular spot of me feels sore... But it's not as bad as I thought it would be. It was just like a soreness after going to the gym. Nothing.
I lock the bathroom door, and look at myself in the mirror. My cheeks are flushed red, and my eyes are shining. My heart feels lighter, like there's no hole in it, for now. I wonder how long it'll last, before the piercing pain comes back to me.

But when I look in the mirror again, I allow myself to close my eyes, to remember every single detail of last night. I don't want to forget a single thing.

I remember Ed Sheeran singing softly in the background, the song on repeat, singing about falling for eyes that don't know you yet.

I remember his mouth on places that I have never touched myself, the room becoming hot, and I remember fireworks bursting in my body.

I remember icy blue staring into bitter-brown, holding hands, only feeling his constant warmth. His sweet words.

"I'm in love with you."

My lips smile without command, and I remember the unexplainable feeling of being filled for the first time, in a way only my blue eyed boy deserved.

My fingertips travel to my lips, and I remember the open-mouth kisses to his soft neck, trying to keep quiet.

My fingertips travel to caress my cheeks, and I remember the way he held my face, swearing he would never hurt me.

Could it be... that I really was falling in love with John? The thought confuses me, because I had already decided that Edward was forever. It was eternal, undying, undoubtful.

I look at my reflection again, and run my fingers through my hair. My face is scrunched up in confusion, not knowing how in the world this happened.

I jump when I hear a knock on the door, and I hear John's muffled words saying, "Bella. Are you alright? I woke up like 5 minutes ago, and you've just... been standing there. Is everything okay?" I hear his voice, and I grin, and yank the door open, my confusion stored away for some other day. His gaze turns from concerned, to confused, to goofy, as he grins stupidly, right back at me. For a minute, we just look at each other with these expressions on our faces, and I know he's thinking about last night. How impossible it seemed before it actually happened. How it seemed like it was actually supposed to happen. Finally, I can't take it, and grab a fistful of his hair, and pull his face down to mine, immediately searching for his lips. He quickly helps, and leans down, and kisses me. Soon, my legs are around his waist, and he's tugging his shirt off my body. I don't mind, because I need him again. Those feelings were last night were too unfamiliar, almost uncomfortable, but they were wonderful as well.

When he's done making me see fireworks with his mouth, he pulls the covers on us again, and grabs a condom. I stop him and say, "Take the covers off." He raises an eyebrow, but complies. He slips the condom on, and in the pure nakedness of both us, nothing hiding us from anything, not even when my phone vibrates from a call of green eyed boy, John simply turns off my phone, knowing, and loves me again, and makes me sees stars, like never before.

~...

He's asleep again, and I stare at him, brushing his hair out of his face, and smile when he randomly holds me tightly against him. The soreness between my legs doesn't exist, and I know we should be out playing in the beach or something, but I lay in bed, knowing that when he wakes up, he'll want me again.
And God knows I want him too.

~...

My phone rings after my blue eyed boy makes me see stars two more times, and I answer, forgetting to look at the ID caller.
"Hello?" I say, my voice happy, chipper.

"Bella, sweetheart." A green eyed silky soft love voice responds.

Oh, here's the hole in my chest. I was wondering when you were coming.

Silly Bella. Nothing lasts forever, don't you remember?

~dontyouthink13