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Chapter 10: I Want to Be Thirteen Again, I need to be...

BPOV

I could feel myself waking up, hoping that I could sleep more. The light made my eyelids look red and I knew it would be time to get up soon. I sighed and turned over. I felt something hard beneath me, not my bed.

I lifted my head up, eyes closed, and slowly my lids fluttered open. I was met by piercing, emerald eyes. I jumped up and off of him, confused and panicked. This was obviously the wrong thing to do as soon enough I landed with a thump on the floor beside the couch. I rolled onto my back, met by the eyes again, and sighed.

"Good morning to you too." He said while chuckling. I missed his voice. It had become deeper, huskier than the fourteen year old boys voice in my memories. And dare I say it, sexier.

"What time is it?" I said in a huff, he was still laughing. He grabbed my arms and hoisted me up.

"Well right now it is about three in the afternoon. I woke up about thirty minutes ago. We slept a long time." I gasped.

"Oh my God! We've been out over half a day?" he smiled sadly.

"Well that's what happens after three years of no sleep." I looked away, not needing to go back there.

"Where are the others?" I asked listening to the silent house.

"Well according to the piece of paper stuck to my head this morning, Alice and Rose went shopping and Emmett and Jasper have to go and hold their bags. Oh and you're extremely lucky you got out of that."

"Why?" surely she couldn't be that bad.

"Let's just hope you never have to find out." I laughed with him and we both sat back on the couch.

"So what would you like to do today?" he asked.

"I have no idea. You could…it doesn't matter." He wouldn't.

"No, wait, what?" he asked curiously.

"Well…I haven't heard it in such a long time…could you…play for me?" I said while motion to upstairs where his piano was.

"Do you even have to ask?" he said while pulling me up the stairs.

"I guess not…but we should get ready first. I need a human moment. How come, after all this time, you still don't get morning breath?" I muttered the last part.

"What? It's not like you have it. Oh and on the note it said that Alice went to yours this morning to get you your things. Then it said that she is disgusted at you and is banning you from ever buying clothes again without her so she just brought your toiletries. They're in her bathroom with the clothes she demands you put on." He was holding in laughter and he was really starting to bug me. I sighed.

"Where's Alice's room, jerk?" he feigned hurt and put his hand on his heart.

"I'm hurt you think I'm a jerk. You can really get a guy. Anyway, it's this way." He led me to a door and left me to get ready.

Inside was the most Alice like room ever. Everything was bright, in oranges and yellows and pinks. There were designs everywhere and the room was incredibly stylish. At the side there was a door that I assumed lead to her bathroom.

I entered it and found it to be about as big as the room. On the side was my bag, so without a glance at the clothes I stripped and stepped into the shower. The boiling water soothed me and massaged the knots in my back. I washed my hair with my favourite strawberry shampoo and once I had got rid of all the suds, I stepped out and towel dried me.

On the side was matching, lacy black underwear, surprisingly enough, my size. They still had the label on so I would remind myself to thank but shout at Alice later. I pulled on the dark, skinny jeans and the midnight blue tank top. Next to all of the clothes was a pair of four inch, blue high heels that I laughed at. They would kill me. Luckily the shoes I wore yesterday, my blue converse, would probably go with the outfit.

I put the clothes I wore yesterday into a bag and stepped out of the bathroom. I made my way out of the chick flick room and entered the clean, calm hallway of Alice's floor, I was sure there were other rooms but as I had only seen her room it would be her floor.

I crept along, trying to be as quiet as possible, making my way up stairs and across halls. I worked my way up, finally, to the top floor and made my way in front of the furthest door to the left. I could hear the shower running from his bathroom and I thought about whether to knock or not. I decided on not seeing as he would probably complain about it and wouldn't hear me anyway.

I heard the shower go off as I opened the door. I stopped in my tracks.

"Edward?" I whispered.

"Edward!" I whispered again.

I moved forward, he had a few doors so I didn't have a clue which led to the bathroom. I edged forward to an old looking door and placed my hand on the handle just as I was about to open it I heard a door swing open.

"Bella? Don't open that door!" I jumped about half a foot in the air and spun around, tripping in the process. I hadn't known he was so close until I slammed into him hard and proceeded to fall to the ground, me on top of him.

I gasped as we landed and looked at him. Skin. I looked down and blushed harder than ever. He was only in a towel. A very small towel, very low on his hips. I slowly worked my eyes up and found myself staring at his chest. He was always muscled but time really had done him good. Before I could be caught ogling too long I snapped my head up to look at him.

His expression was unfathomable. I slowly shifted myself, still on him, so I was closer to his face, to lead me from temptation (that being his insanely sculpted chest). His eyes suddenly clouded over in…pleasure? And that's when I realised what exactly I had shifted from, in turn making me rub up against.

Oh shit.

My eyes opened wide as did his and I quickly rolled off him. We lay there in embarrassment and awkwardness. And yet there were only two things on my mind.

First of how much I wished I was still on top of him, with all the rubbing and second I was certain…he was huge.

He then jumped up and ran back into the bathroom with clothes in his hands. Only twenty seconds later, he appeared and the word awkward didn't do this situation justice.

"I am so sorry, I just didn't know which door, and then I had no idea if…I shouldn't have come in the first place and then with the moving and-" he cut me off with his deep, velvety chuckling.

"Oh, so you're laughing at me now? I thought you always promised not to laugh?" I said teasingly.

"What, like all the times you've promised to watch where you walk?" he said as he started laughing harder.

"Hey! I came through! I promised to watch and I did, I never said it would help, did I?" he just carried on laughing.

"Okay, okay. What's behind the door? I didn't mean to…but I didn't know which was the bathroom." He immediately looked uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, it's okay. If you don't want to show me or its private, I understand, I-"he cut me off on my disappointed rant.

"it's not that I don't want to show you…" I looked down. He then grabbed my face and gently made me look up.

"It's just…I don't know what you'll think." I smiled.

"I promise I won't laugh…unlike some people I know." He laughed a little. He placed is hand on the knob but hesitated.

"I don't know whether to show you…just, tell me if it makes you uncomfortable." He slowly opened the door. I stepped in but stopped in my tracks.

Everywhere in the small box room was…me? On every wall were Edward and I from the age of ten to fourteen. There were a few pictures of me when I was younger which I had given him, I only had a few left and some of him younger but all in all…it was me.

I looked at him. He was staring intently at me. He ran his hand through his wild hair and averted my gaze.

"Some…erm…I had some from then and…err…you gave me a few and so did Mrs. Mitchell when I went back and…erm…yeah…"

I made my wall around the walls, scanning my past. Reliving the moments in my memories. Pictures in the home, at the park, in our rooms, it was a memorial to our life together. And then I stopped.

"Bella?" Edward said quietly. He was close behind me.

"How did she get this? I thought she didn't find out until later?"

I looked at the photograph in front of me. It was my first night at the home. It was when we declared our best friendship and he soothed my nightmares. It was when we said we needed each other.

I could feel the tears prick my eyes. I let my hand fall from the photo and I looked down. Edward slowly spun me to face him and lifted my chin. His eyes we slightly wet, he looked so sad. It hurt to look.

"I meant what I said…I need you." He whispered. He looked as vulnerable as he had then. And then I was in his arms.

I held onto him for dear life, I didn't ever want to let go. All those memories, everything we did or said. He fixed me and I fixed him, we're the same person, two halves of a hole. And without him my half has been braking. I need to be fixed and he needs to fix me.

"We've…sure got intense since we were together last." I whispered into his chest. He chuckled.

"Yeah, well you were funnier as a kid. I swear, look how dramatic you are, attention seeking!" he laughed and I hit him. He held me and we stood like that forever, or so it seemed.

"Fix me…" it was so quiet, I wasn't sure if I had even heard it. But I had. I looked up at him as he smiled sadly down at me.

"My life literally depends on it." I whispered.

I saw his eyes travel from my eyes to my lips. I instinctively looked at his, not a good idea. The two plump, red, lips that I knew better than anything I had ever seen or touched were beautiful and calling to me. His soft pink tongue darted out to moisturise his lips and that was it.

Slowly his head ducked down, at an impossibly slow pace. His eyes darted from lips to eyes, lips to eyes. My head slowly lifted towards his and I could feel the tension in the air. His fingers came up and brushed the side of my face and palmed my cheek. My eyes fluttered close and I leant into his hands. I felt like I was on fire and wanted more. My eyes slowly opened and he was an inch away. We moved in and our lips were just about to meet and then…

"Dude's, SNOWBALL FIGHT!" followed by "Ow, Rosie!" The slamming door and Emmett's booming voice made us both jump about ten feet in the air.

We quickly went back into his room and he shut the door to…room Bella? Edward looked at me longingly and I looked away, when I looked back he was rubbing his neck in an uncomfortable way.

Emmett suddenly burst through the door, and if it were any other time I would have laughed. He looked madly in awe, like a little boy on Christmas day.

"Snow!" He whisper yelled, which by Emmett sounded like normal yelling.

I giggled and Emmett laughed, ran over to me and swung me on his back. I screamed and he ran us downstairs to the others, leaving Edward alone to follow.

~After the snowball fight~

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" I was crying with laughter. Emmett had been screaming for the past three minutes while running around the Cullen household. Edward and Jasper decided to take revenge on him for smashing their faces into a mountain of snow. They also decided that great revenge would not only be stuffing a pound of snow in his underwear but also spray painting his car…inappropriate things. Thankfully he hadn't seen his car yet.

"Emmett, stop screaming already and change out of your damn clothes!" Rosalie yelled at a still screaming Emmett. Always following her commands, Emmett sped up to his room to change.

Jasper was chuckling, resting his head on Alice's lap, Rosalie was sat on the armchair holding in her laughter and…Tanya was leaning against my- Edward on the sofa. I still wished she was a bitch so I could have a reason to hate her.

I myself am on the floor on the other side of the room to Edward, becoming quickly uncomfortable. The snow fight was incredibly funny, that is until Tanya came by and we had to stop. I still think Rosalie did that on purpose.

"Hey guys, I better be heading back…" it was around five and Charlie was meant to be home soon, he said something about tonight that I couldn't remember though.

I saw Edward frown in the corner of my eyes but I ignored it. Alice huffed.

"But why? You can just stay over again; we can take you to school in the morning."

I thought hard. "I, err…" and then I remembered "have to get back for Jacob." He and his dad, Charlie's best friend Billy, were coming over tonight.

"Who the he- who's Jacob?" Edward asked, annoyed.

"My friend." And boy did his face fall. I had to do something about it.

"Err…well him and his dad are coming over…but I'm sure Charlie wouldn't mind meeting you; he'll probably be kissing your feet. Curing the depression of Bella and everything…" I said looking down.

"Well if that's okay with all of you…" everybody nodded.

"Well I better be going anyway. Have fun, see you later everybody." Tanya quickly got up but not before giving Edward a lingering kiss. I looked away. We all said our goodbyes and finally me and Edward made it to the car.

His jaw was tight and so was his grip on the steering wheel.

"What's wrong?" I questioned.

"How do you know this Jacob?" damn, he had no right…okay maybe he did.

"My friend, I told you. He's Billy's son." He flexed his jaw.

"And do you like him? How much do you like him?" that was it.

"Edward! Christ I'm sorry, but you don't get to go there! You sit there making out with Ta- you are a hypocrite, anyway. You have no right! Okay you have a little seeing as you're the most important person in my life, but you cannot be in the position you're in and then get angry that I am friends with somebody!" I turned away but needed to say something else.

"We never had an actual proper fight, ever. We would sit there at the home, hand in hand. We'd sit there on our own, or with Angela, and we'd be in our own little world. You would come into my room, call me love, lay down beside me and you'd kiss me softly and hum me to sleep. You were my Edward! Then you left and I was alone- you know that doesn't even matter. I finally get you again but its not the same, everything has changed!" I was sobbing hard now and he looked broken, I probably did too. "I don't want to be me, I wanna be thirteen again. I want pain to be tripping and reality to be you. I don't want all the crap that gets in the way; I just need it to be how it used to be. How we used to be."

And with that I ran from the car and up to the porch. I got the door open in a flash and ran inside, I could hear Edward following me. I slammed the door and slid to the floor.

Then the banging started.

"Bella!" I heard his muffled, beautiful voice and cried harder. Eventually he gave up and then there was silence.

Edwards POV

Shit!

That's it. I cant do it anymore. This needs to end now. By tomorrow, I will make Bella happy whatever it takes.

My Bella will finally be mine, fully, again…

Kind of a cliffy ;)

the next Chapter will be drama, tears and...well you'll find out soon enough ;)

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-Beccaaaa,x