Hey everybody! Happy New Year! how was everybody's holiday? i hope it was fun and safe. well anyways, here's another update. i know that they been coming randomly, but i go back to school Thursday so they would be back on schedule next week. i wanted to put up one more before i go back to school.
Oh yeah, because i'm a total idiot that can't spell and don't know the difference between two completely different word, i've been putting 'lend' instead of 'lean'. i know, what a moreon right. anyways, i'm in the process of changing it, so if you see one i missed, just mently replace the word. Anyways, sorry for the stupidness. i'll try to be more smart as i continued to write.
Umm...what else? oh yeah. i haven't said, but thank you guys so much for reading. YOU GUYS ARE COVERED WITH AWESOME SAUCE! (it's better than it sound x]) Also, something else i kept forgiving to say. Disclaimer: i don't own the Twilight characters (no matter how bad i want to) okay, i think that's it.
10. Staying Over
After looking at the picture, he showed me a few more. All of his family. Then I thought it would be nice to relax. After the day we had, we needed it. I took his hand and lean him over to the couch. I let go of his hand and sat on it.
"Sit down with me." I said when I looked up and saw him still standing when I let him. He didn't move. I laughed lightly. "Come on, Masen, I wouldn't bit." I gave a teasing smile. I moved over and patted the cushion I was sitting on.
He sat down and put his arm around my shoulders. I cuddled closer to him. He grabbed the remote off of the coffee table. "So, what does my Bella want to watch?" he said as he turned on the T.V.
I shrugged. "I don't care." I said honestly. I liked the way we were, happy together, like before today's drama. What was in the background didn't matter to me at this point.
He turned to the movie channel. I saw one that I really wanted to watch.
"Ooo, Romeo and Juliet. Let's watch that." I exclaimed. The new age Romeo and Juliet was one of the only love story movies that I can watch and somewhat like.
"Hell no." he said as he turned away from it.
I looked up at him. "Why not? I like that movie." I told him as I tried to reach for the remote but he reached away.
"Because it's stupid. Why would someone want to die like that?"
"It was for love. You wouldn't do that for love?" I challenged him.
"I guess it depends on the person." He kissed me on top of the head. I smiled. I wasn't sure or not if he was talking about me.
"Beside," I got back to the point. "It describes us perfectly. Two people who aren't suppose to be together and people will go insane if they found out."
"Yeah, but it doesn't end well for them." He countered seriously. Something told me we were talking about the movie anymore. I acted like I didn't notice. I reached over him and grabbed the remote out of his hand. I turned my attention back to the T.V.
"You asked what I want watch and that's it." I turn back to it. I heard him sigh then he held me tighter to his side.
"The things I do for you." He mumbled then kissed the top of my head again. Again, I notice he wasn't talking about the movie anymore. He kept going back to this and I wasn't doing this again.
Throughout the movie, we changed our sitting position. Somehow we ended up with me lying against the armrest and his head lying on my stomach. Which wouldn't have been so bad if I wasn't hungry.
"Wow." Was all he said. And I knew what he meant.
I tapped him on top of his head. "Shut up. Give me a break, I haven't eaten since lunch." I got home later than usually. As I soon as I did, I got in the shower. I didn't eat after school like every day.
He sat up on the other side of the couch. "Well, let's get something in you before your stomach attacks me." He joked. I was tempted to kick him in the side. Before I could get the chance, he winked at me and stood up.
"Pizza good for you" he called from the kitchen. I called back yes.
When he got off, he came back in. I sat straight and opened my arms. He sat at my feet and lean into my arms. We lay back the way we were. I played in his hair as we watched the movie. I felt comfortable laying there with him. There is no where I would rather be than there. If it was wrong to feel that way in such a short time, I didn't care about being right; not anymore.
About twenty minutes later, the door bell rang. "That must be the pizza." He said as started to get up. I grabbed his shirt to keep him where he was.
"Sit, I got it." I got up and fixed my clothes. "Stay and watch the movie. Maybe you can learn something from Leonardo DiCaprio. Like being nicer to me." I teased. He gave a fake laugh and I stuck my tongue to him.
I looked out the window first to see if it was anyone I knew. When I saw it wasn't, I open the door.
"Hi." I greeted the guy with a polite smile. He smiled back, but he's was more than friendly. I annoyed it.
"one medium pepperoni pizza?" he said
"How much?"
"For you, I'll give a discount. You can pay five dollars for the pizza then you can go a date with me to make up the difference." He said with a flirty smile. I gave a light cough to keep from laughing. It's not like I was trying to laugh, but what he said was funny.
I reached in my pocket for my wallet. "How about I pay the actually price and give you a good tip." I winked. He told me $10.50. I opened my wallet and found out I only had a twenty dollars bill and a few single. I sighed in annoyance. I really didn't want to break the twenty yet. "Hold a sec." I told him.
I walked back in the living room where Edward was still sitting on the couch. I wrapped my arms around his neck then kissed on the cheek. "Baby, do have some money for the pizza boy?" I asked sweetly.
"What happen to you having it?" he asked with a teasing voice.
"I only have a twenty and I don't want to break it." I told him. I heard him give a light groan before unhooking my arms from around him. He got up and walked over to an end table and putted out a drawer. He took out his wallet and tossed it to me. I opened it and took out a five and a ten then tossed it back to him.
I walked back over to the door. "Here. Sorry about that." I told him with a polite smile as I handed him the money.
"No problem." He said he took the money and put in his back pocket. "So, is that guy your dad?" he nodded over my shoulder. I looked over and saw that Edward was stretching. I turned back to him and shook my head. "Your brother?" he tried again. I shook my head again. I laughed in my head. I think he was looking for a reason why I was alone with a guy that looked older than me.
"No, he's my…" I started but I cut off by him wrapping his arms around me.
"Her boyfriend." Edward finished for me. He kissed me on the cheek, as if to mark his territory like a dog. I chuckled. I didn't understand why he did that. Unlike me, he had no need to be worried about me. I already told him I wasn't going to toss us out the window for some high school guy.
He pulled away and let me go. The guy cleared his throat to release some tension in the air. "umm… she gave me fifth teen dollars, do you want your change?" Edward shook his head.
"No, keep it. I said I would give you a good tip." I told him as I took the pizza out of his hand.
Even though he was getting a four dollar tip, I could see in his eyes he wanted something else. Well he wasn't getting it so he had to get over it. "Thank you." He nodded at us before walking back down to his car.
I closed the door behind him. I turned to Edward and laughed at him as I walked to the kitchen. "What?" I heard him said in a humored tone behind me. I shook my head then laughed again. "What?' he asked again.
"Nothing" I said then laughed again. I sat the box on the table. "Hey, where are your plates?" I asked over my shoulder.
"Cabinet." He said as he pointed to one in the corner. I walked to it. He followed me and lean against the one next to it as I opened it.
"What was so funny? Tell me." He gave me a light push.
I turned him. "I just found it cute that you were jealous like that." I said it with a small shrugged. I walked away from him and back to the table.
"Jealous?" he said with a tone that was telling me he thought that was ridiculous. It's just too bad I saw through. "I was not jealous of him." He said as he walked next to me. I placed the plates on the table. I laughed again. "I wasn't." he said, trying to convince me.
I still wasn't buying it. "Okay, Edward, whatever you said." I told him, anyways.
He wouldn't let it go. "What makes you think I was jealous?" he asked me. I gave a light shrugged.
"I just figured. But, you said you weren't, so let it go." I told him with a smile in my voice.
He grabbed my hand and turned me to face him. He placed my hand on his shoulder. "Let's just say, I know how you felt at the restaurant." He said with a serious voice. "If you're dating someone your own age, you can go out on weekends."
I kept my smile on my face. But it changed from joking to caring. "Why are you worried? I told you, you're not going to lose me to some high school guy." I pushed his hair back and reached up and kissed his lips. I pulled away and turned my attention back to the table to open the pizza box. "Besides if I were to do that, I would go for someone with a higher paying job." I joked as put a slice on each plate.
He gave me a light push. He kissed me on the cheek then took the plate out of my hand. We walked back to the couch to finish the movie. We had to rewind it because he wasn't smart enough to pause it when he got up.
When we finished eating we sat our plates on the coffee table. I propped my legs on his and laid down to watch the ending. The ending of this movie always gets to me. I thought it was so sweet how they want to be together.
Most people think that they are dead and not really together. But they are in the afterlife. No more hiding, no more secrets from their family and friends, no worries about what other people think of their relationship.
It must be nice.
After the movie, he started flipping through channels. The blanking light from the T.V. was bugging me.
"Can you just pick something?" I jokely snapped.
He took the pillow from behind him and threw it at me, landing on my face. "Hush you.' He joked back.
I took the pillow and threw back at him and it hit him in the side of the head. He finally landed on a channel. I laid there as we watched inforamicals. I don't know why he chose that, but I said nothing as we watched them.
After about an hour, I tired of watching them. "Can we watch another movie or something, please?" I complained.
He turned to me. "You are never satisfied." He said with a teasing smile. I smirked back. He lean down a kissed me on the forehead before getting up. I watched him as he walked over to the television set. He stepped to the side to the cabinet next to it. "What do you what to watch?" he asked. I told him I didn't care. He pulled out a movie and put it in the DVD player before walking back over to me.
I started to wonder how long I've been over there. "Hey, what time is it?" I asked him.
"I don't know, babe." He said. He lifted my legs up and sat where they were laying then let them fall back on his lap.
I looked at the clock on the played. My eyes popped wide open when I saw the time. I rubbed my eyes a few times to see if I was seeing that right. The clock said. 11:45. That meant I've been over there for five hours. I don't know I how I stayed over that long. I keep losing track of time when I'm with him.
"Is that clock right?" I asked him and gestured to the clock on the player. I asked to make sure. There was no way it could be right.
"no." he said. I sighed. I was relieved until he continued. "Its ten minutes slow." He said.
That meant it was later than I thought. "Are you serious?" I exclaimed. I quickly sat up before he had time to say anything. "I didn't know it was that late. I would have left hours ago." I scrambled around the room. "Where are my shoes?" I wondered out loud.
"By the piano." He answered my wonder. I looked over there I saw them. I remembered I took them off while he was playing for me. I walked over and sat on the bench to put them on. "Are you leaving?" he asked as I put the last one on.
"Yeah. I have to." I flipped my hair out of my face as I got up. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before grabbing my keys. "see you Monday." I heard him follow me to the door. I grabbed my jacket off the coat rack and put it on. Just as I was about to grabbed the door, he grabbed my hand.
I turned to him to see why he stopped me. "Bella don't go." He said to me.
I intertwine my fingers with his. I brought our hands to my lips and kissed his. "I have to. It's late."
That wasn't the argument. He used it against me. "You're right. And you won't get home until after midnight, which is later. You might as well stay."
I looked at him in shocker. I couldn't believe my ears. "Are you asking me to sleep over?" I asked. It wasn't that I didn't want to, it just seem sudden and unexpected.
His facial expression changed when he realized what he just said. He released his hand from mine and ran it through his hair. "Ummm…yeah, I guess I am." He said nervously. "But if you don't want to, I understand." He rushed out. I shook my head to stop him from going further.
"It's not that, it's just I wasn't expecting it." I told him.
He looked at me for my answer. I tried to find a reason why I shouldn't but I just kept coming up with one, sex. He said we could wait; there's no reason for him to go back on his word. I couldn't think of another reason not to.
I nodded. "I guess I can stay." I told him. He took both of my hands and put them around his neck then kissed me on the lips. I pulled away when he was done. "Just let me go call my mom."
I put my jacket back where it was before walking in the kitchen. I grabbed the phone and called my house. The phone rang more than a few times. I was just about to hang up when she finally picked up.
"Hello." She said in a sleepy voice. I must've wakened her up. I wasn't surprised that she was way pass just going to sleep at eleven.
"Mom, I lost track of time and staying over." I told her. I wasn't lying. I was staying over because I lost track of time but she really didn't need to know where. She said okay then hung up. I put the phone the base and walked back in the living room.
When I came in, he was watching football. I wondered where he found a football game this late. It must have been one 24-hour sport channels. I walked over to him. He turned his head and met my lips with his.
"Everything okay?" he asked as I sat under his arm that was resting on the pillow.
"Yeah. She was sleep anyways, so if wouldn't have made a difference." I told him.
I groaned loudly when he turned his attention back to the game. He turned back to me.
I hated sports. Since I don't play any, I never learned the rules and the game play to any of them. So every time I tried to watch them, I'd end up getting confused, bored, and annoyed.
"Nothing, watch your game." I said. I place my legs on his lap and laid down the way I was before I got up. I guess I can try to watch it. It won't kill me.
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I opened my eyes and looked around to see where I was. Somehow, I ended up on the floor in a dark room. I got up and dusted myself off.
"Hello?" I called. No one answered me. I had no idea where I was.
I felt around for a switch or something. I would like to have a clue of where I was. Once the lights were on, I still didn't have any clue of where I was. And the lights didn't help, now that I think about it. The lights were dim and didn't do much to help me see.
"Hello?" I called again. "I don't know where I am. Can someone help me?" I called in hope for an answer. I was about to give up when I heard a voice.
"Bella." I heard it. I smiled. I knew that voice oh too well.
"Edward. Where are you?" I called to him.
"Over here." He called from the dark side of the room.
I turned my head to where I thought the voice came from. I squinted in hopes of see a figure or something. Instead, I saw nothing. "Where? Come here, I can't see you." I told him. Once I said that, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and saw him standing behind me. I throw my arms around his neck. I reached up to give him a kiss, but he turned his head away and pulled back
"Bella, please stop."
He unhooked my arms from around his neck and gave me a light push away. "What's wrong?" I asked worried. He didn't answer.
"I can't do this anymore." He said, not making eye contact with me.
"Do what?" I asked. I had no idea what he was talking about.
He looked at me. "This." He gesture to himself then to me. "Us. I can't do us anymore."
I felt my eye water. "Us?" I said with question. "Are you breaking up with me?" I asked. I don't know why I was asking, already knew the answer. It was written on his face. He nodded to clarify what I already knew. I felt the tears start rolling down as soon as he made the motion. "Why? What did I do wrong? If this is about Alice, I told you can trust her."
He stopped me. "It isn't about Alice or about anything you did. It's me. I can't risk my job for you anymore." I know he was trying to be gently, but it felt like different kinds of knifes were stabbing me all over my body.
"What do you mean? I'm not good enough for that? I thought you were willing to take a chance." I said. Well, I tried to through my tears. He shook his head. I felt the tears running down faster. I hung my head, trying to wipe them away, but every time I did, more came.
"Please stop crying." He said with no type of kindness in his words. I couldn't listen to him. How the hell could I? he basely just rip my whole heart out of me then not caring if he stepped on it as he walked away. He kissed me on the top of my head. I cried harder at his last touch. He lifted my head to look at him. "You're a smart and beautiful young lady. Anyone would be lucky to have you." Then why not him? He could be that lucky guy but he was walking away from the opportunity He placed his hand on my shoulder. I moved it so it would fall off. "Take care of yourself, Bella."
He turned away from me and started to walk away. I couldn't let him go that easily. I chase after him and grabbed his hand. "Edward, please stop." I told him. He turned around faced me again. "Don't do this. I love you. I can tell you feel the same way. Please don't do this." I begged.
He pushed me away again. "Bella, stop it." He snapped. All the niceness he tried to put out a few moments ago was gone."I don't love you and I never will. Get over it." He scratched his hand out of mine and walked away.
I called after him. He never turned back around to me. He kept walking until I couldn't see him anymore. I called and called his name and still nothing. I broke down to my knees and cried into my hands. All I did was mumble his name through my tears.
"Bella." I heard his voice again. I felt my body being shaken "Bella, sweetheart, I'm here. Wake up." I heard him say. I opened my eyes and saw his face near mine with worried eyes.
He backed away when he saw me trying to sit up. I looked around and saw I was still in his house. I looked at him.
"You fell asleep. I would have let you finish but you must've been having a bad dream because you were mumbling my name. So I woke you up." He explained. Of course I was. Alice said was known for being accident pone and talking in my sleep.
My mind was on the fact he got worried about me just because I was having a dream. I stood on my knees and wrapped my arms around his neck. When he didn't pull away, I held him tighter. He wrapped his arms around me.
"It must have been some dream." He said in my ear. I nodded against his shoulder. He started rubbing small circles on my back. "I'm here. It's okay. It's over and I'm here." He whispered in my ear and kissed me on the cheek.
I couldn't think of why he was trying so hard to comfort me. It was of course, just a dream. As I held him, I touched my cheek with my finger tips and they were wet.
I was crying.
I was crying because of a dream. I wasn't the one to cry at a dream, especially not for the opposite sex. If I had a dream like I had for someone else, I would take that as a sign. But, I was crying for this one. Why I keep doing this? Why was he making me so fragile? Where were all these tears coming from? It seems like I've been crying all day today.
What was different from today than any other day? He almost ended our relationship. Then I had that dream. Once I thought both of those back to back like that, I felt like my brain clicked.
In my dream, I said I loved him. Could that be it; was I falling in love with him? We were only doing this for a little more than a few weeks; a month, maybe. There was no way I could be falling in love that quickly. I must've loved him before and didn't know it until he gave us a chance.
"Bella, are you okay?" Edward took me out of my thought.
I quickly wiped my eyes before pulling back to look at him. "Yeah, I was just thinking."
"About what?" he still had a bit of concern in his voice and eyes.
"That I…" I was about to tell him what I thought I knew, but stopped myself. I couldn't tell him because I thought I had a clue of what I was feeling. Because of the time span, I still didn't know if I was sure. And what if he didn't feel the same way yet? It would be my first 'I love you' to anyone outside my family and friends. And if he didn't say it back, it would be wasted. "I'm glad I stayed." I smiled at him.
I saw his face relax as he pulled it into a smile. "I'm glad you stay too." He closed the space between us and gave me a quick peck. "Since you're staying, I should go get you a pillow or something." He said as he let me go.
"Need any help?" I asked as he got up.
He shook his head. "I got it." He ran up the stairs.
As he left me alone, I tried to force on the T.V., but for some reason I couldn't. Each second he was gone, I felt myself getting antsy. I found myself looking at the stairs every time I heard a door open or close, or any little sound for that matter.
I don't why I was allowing myself to do this. I mean, it wasn't like he left me in the house alone. He was right above me; I could still hear him. So why I was doing this to myself, stressing out nothing. I think I know why.
Before I could finish the thought, I felt something light hit me in the back of the head. I turned around and saw him trying to hold in his laugher. I gave a playful shocked face from his action.
"I'm sorry, babe." He said, still holding in his laughs. He leans down a kissed me on the forehead. When he pulled away, I signaled him to come back to me. He did what I told him. I stood up on my knees and met him half way.
While our lips were connected, I took a pillow from the side of me and hit him in the side of his head, which caused the kiss to break. When we broke, I laughed. I laughed harder when I found out he dropped the things in his hand I didn't realize he was holding.
"You really think that's funny, don't you?" he asked. I laughed harder for the answer. He jumped over the couch and grabbed both of my wrists. He held them over my head and pinned me down. "I think you own me an apology." He told me as he hovered over. I stop laughing enough to shake my head at the statement. I shouldn't be sorry when he hit me first. "Apologize young lady." He said with a devilish smile.
I laughed at again at his choice of words. If he wanted to play teacher, two can play that game "whatcha gonna do, Mr. Masen. Give me another detention?" I teased.
He chuckled at my reference. I thought he would let me go, but I was wrong. He angled his body so that he was sitting right on stop of me. If you were just walking in, it would look like he was fucking attacking me or something.
"Say sorry.'" He said again. I shook my head again. I wasn't going to give in to him. "fine." he removed his hand from my wrist and moved them to my stomach. As soon as he did this, I knew where he was going. I begged him to stop, but he didn't listen. I tried to wiggle my way from under him, but that was no use because he had me locked down.
He pushed up my shirt and started tickling my bare stomach. I laughed loudly and moved uncontrollably. I hated when people touch my bare stomach. I use to be terribly ticklish there and when I was younger never grew out of it.
"Edward… get…off of…me." I begged through laughter.
"Are you going to apologize?" he said as he continued to dance his fingers all around my stomach. I breathed yes, as I try to get some air as I continue to laugh uncontrollably. "yes, what?" he mocked. I couldn't from his voice that he was enjoying himself; maybe a little too much.
"Stop tickling me so I could say it." I laughed trying to push his hands away. He finally stopped, but didn't let me go. He pinned my hands above my head again. "I'm sorry I hit you after you hit me." I said.
He rolled his eyes. "Good enough, I guess." He leans down and gave me a peck before getting off and releasing me completely. He walked back over to the other side to pick up the things I made him drop. When I sat up, my sides were hurting from laughing so hard and my legs were tired from wiggling under his weight like that.
He tossed a piece of fabric at me. "What's this?' I breathed, still trying to catch my breath. I unfolded it and held it up to see it was a t-shirt. It was a short sleeve burgundy with the words 'Danforth College' written across it in white letters. The letters were faded, so I could tell he use it to sleep in or work out in. I could see why, the fabric felt soft in my hands.
"Pajamas." He said as he put what looked like two blankets and a pillow on the top of the couch. "I thought it would be more comfortable than sleeping in your jeans." He explained.
"Oh, thank you." I said to him before getting off the couch. "Turn around and close your eyes." I ordered him.
"Why?" he lifted one eyebrow in confusion.
"So, I can change." I said as I put my hair in a ponytail.
"Just go in the bathroom." He gesture to the door next to the kitchen. I turned my head to it then shook it. "Then I'll just leave." He said. When he said that, I felt like I flashed back to my dream and was about to relive in. I know that's not what he meant, but I couldn't help myself.
"No!" I said, with a panic in my voice that I didn't mean to put there. He looked at me. "I mean, I'm only going to take a few seconds. Just turn around." I told him. He did what I asked without saying anything else.
I quickly unbuckled my belt and unzipped my jeans. When the belt hit the floor, I saw him slightly turned and peeking through his fingers. "No peeking." I said, throwing my jeans at his back. He chuckled and turned back around. I took my shirt off and put the one he gave me on, keeping my eyes on him this time. The shirt stopped above my knees. "Okay, you can look now." I said as I pulled my hair out of the shirt.
He turned away just in time to catch the flying shirt I sent his way. "You're going to pay for that." he smirked as he threw the shirt to the floor.
"Ooo, I'm so scared." I teased. I creep near the other side, preparing myself to run if need.
"You should be." He said as he started to walk towards me. I remembered what just happened, and realized that he was right.
I started running away from him. He caught me before I could go too far. He caught me around the waist and threw me on to his shoulders. "Put me down." I laughed as he walked me back over to the couch.
He laid me down on it. "Good night, Bella." he smiled before kissing my cheek and pulling back.
"Wait." I said as he started walking back towards the stairs. Again, I felt myself back in the dark room where he walked away from me. He turned to me. "Can you stay with me tonight?" I asked with innocent eyes.
"As much as I would love to, I don't think the couch is big enough for both of us to sleep comfortable." He smiled.
"Then I'll sleep on the floor." I tried to compromise. I don't care if I have to sleep on the piano bench; I just didn't what to sleep along. If I had that dream sleep on his lap, I didn't want to face the one I might have if he wasn't next to me.
He looked at me as if I just said something he never heard of. "I can't let you do that."
"Then sleep on the floor with me, just don't leave me tonight." I said, damn near begging.
He looked at me with widen eyes. I guess he didn't understand why I was asking this. "Ummm…okay." he ran his hand through his hair. "Just let me go get a few more things." I asked him to make it quick. Then I nodded and let him go without saying anything else.
Before I had a chance to miss him, he returned. This time he had a fitted sheet, another pillow and something big enough to look like one of those feather mattresses I hear about. "A little help." He said when I didn't make a move.
"What do you want me to do?" I asked.
"Just push the couch back a little and the coffee table out of the way, please." He said.
I got up and did what he said. Once I did, there was an empty space big enough for a nice size sleeping area. "Okay, you're clear." I told him. He stepped over and dropped the things in his hand.
He nodded to the things on the floor, signaling to help me. I gave him a playfully eye roll before bending down.
We laid out the feather mattress and put the fitted sheet on it. I took my pillow and laid down. Edward laid the blanket on top of me, covering my whole body. I felt his weight next to me. I thought he would lay next to me, which was why I surprised when I felt his weight on me. This was his second time on top of me and it wasn't any easier than the first time. I knew he wasn't putting all his weight on me, but still.
"Edward, whoever said you were light, lied to you." I heard him pertain to snore. I tried to push him to the side. "Get the hell off of me; you're heavy." I heard him chuckle as he rolled over.
He removed the blanket from over my head to kiss me on the side of it. I smiled at his touch. He got under the blanket to cuddle closer to me and placed his arm around my body. I lean into his arm.
"If you don't mind me asking…" he said in my ear. I hummed in response. "What was you dream about?"
"You don't want to know." I said. It wasn't that I didn't think he wanted to know, but the fact that I didn't what to tell him.
"Try me." He said.
I turned around to face him. "You really want to know?" I said as I looked into his eyes. He looked back into mine and nodded. I chose to tell him, just leave out what I said to him. "It was about you." I already knew he know it was about him. He said I was mumbling his name.
He frowned his eyebrows in confusion. "What about me?"
"I was dreaming that you broke with me and walked away." I looked away shyly.
"Really?" I heard a slight shock in his voice. I nodded shamefully. I couldn't believe I just told him that. What he said next was totally different from what I thought he would. "Is that why you kept saying 'please don't do this'?" he asked. I turned my head back him in confusion. "While you were sleeping, besides my name, you kept mumbling 'please don't do this'. Is that why?" he answered my looked.
My eyes widen when he said that. Did I really fucking say that? I flipped on my back and covered my face and groaned loudly. "I can't believe you heard that." I whined.
"So what if I did?" he argued.
"Because, that's so embarrassing for you to hear what I'm dreaming about through my own mouth." I told him with my face still covered.
He gently grabbed both of my hands and tried to remove them from my face, but I wouldn't let him. "Bella, please let me look at your eyes." He said. I let him remove him and looked. "There is nothing to be embarrassed about." It was, but I let him continue. "And as for me leaving you, I'm really going to try not to make that ever come true. But, I can't see into the future, so I can't promise that it will never happen. All I can say is that I'm going to try not to let it happen the way you think. Okay?" I nodded. He smiled before locking his lips around mine. I slipped one of my hands out of his to run it through his hair.
When he pulled back, there was something that was chewing at my mind. He positioned himself back to how he was. "Edward, what else did I say while I was sleeping?" I was silently hoping that I didn't say those three words I said to him in my dream.
"Nothing beside those two things." He yawned. I nodded in relieve. If he would have heard that, I would have really been embarrassed. He didn't need to hear that until I'm sure about some things.
I smiled. "Good night Edward." I said.
He yawned again. "Good night Beautiful." he said before dozing off and falling asleep. I smiled at him sleeping face. I could see why I could be fall in love with him. He was close to perfect. I lightly kissed his stiff lips before cuddling under the blanket and closer to him to fall asleep under his arm.
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I woke up the next morning to find the weight - I have gotten use to during the night - gone. I quickly sat up and looked around franticly. "Edward?" I called.
"In the kitchen." I heard him call back. I didn't even think of him being there or in the bathroom. I just panicked when I woke up and he wasn't here. I got up from where we slept last night and walked to where he said he was. "Morning Sleep Beauty." he smiled when he saw me walk in.
"Hi." I said. He walked over to me to give a good morning kiss before quickly walking back over to the stove. "What are you doing up so early?" I walked over to a chair at the table and sat in it.
He chuckled. "More like what am I doing up so late." He corrected me. I looked at my wristwatch to see it was 12:45. "I can't remember the last time I slept that late." As he said that, the oven beeped and he pulled out a tray of bacon. I watched him as he split the eggs he was making when I came in onto two plates.
"You cooked?" I said shocked.
"Don't sound so surprise." He said in a humored tone as he placed a plate with eggs and bacon in front of me. "Besides, it's just bacon and eggs."
"It's just the fact that you did it is what got me." I told him. It's the whole not seeing teachers as people out of school thing getting to me.
"Yeah; well believe it or not, I did have a life before you." He teased. He picked up his fork and started to eat. I gave a dry chuckle. I picked up the fork and started pushing the eggs from one side to the other and back.
I know he was teasing, but something about what he said got to me. I didn't know what it was about it; he was just saying I didn't make his life once I walked into it. Maybe it was the thought that with a life before me came girls before me.
How many girls did he have in house, on his couch before I sat there? How many times did he play songs he composed to 'set the mode'? I bet they slept in his bed instead of on the living room floor their first night over. And I bet he didn't have to ask them to stay; they were probably laying down before he could even get the words out; on his pillow, in his shirt. Oh gosh, this shirt. How many times has he passed it from one girl to the next? I officially hated this damn thing.
What was I stressing for? I can't believe I was getting upset about his pass. Of course he had a pass. He said himself, everyone did. Even if that was true, I couldn't help this fucking feeling.
"Bella." he snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked up at him. "Babe, is everything okay?" he asked me. I looked down at my plate to that nothing was gone. I nodded as I tucked hair behind my ear to take the first bit. "You sure?"
I swallowed the food before speaking. "Yeah, I was just thinking."
"About your dream you had yesterday?" he guessed. Something like that, but I didn't tell him.
I shook my head as I took another bit. "Nothing in particle." I said.
"Really?" I could tell in his voice he didn't believe me.
I looked at him and smile. I ran my hand through his bed head. "Nothing for you to worry your pretty little head about." I gave him a small kiss. He let it go. I turned my attention back to my food to finish eating.
When we both finish eating, he took both our plates to the sink. He ran dish water to wash the dishes we used this morning, the ones used last night and some ones that were already in the sink.
"Need help?" I said before he had time to ask this time.
"Sure, I can use it." He said as I walked over to him. "You can dry." He told me as he handed me a dry towel. I took it out of his hand. I was use to doing dishes at home, but that make me hate it any less. But now, I didn't find any problem with it. I looked at him and smiled. He looked at me. "What?"
"Nothing. I just love spending time with you." I when I said that, I feel myself blushing. I turned my attention back to the dish in my hand. "I know it's stupid." I said with a light shrug.
"No, it's not." He grabbed the dishes I already dried to put them in the cabinet. "I love spending time with you too." He whispered in my ear as he walked pass me. I smiled at his words. That had to be a sign. That meant I can say it, but I would have to mean it. And I still don't know if I will.
Screw it; I'm going to take a chance. "Edward…" I said over my shoulder.
"Yes Bella." I really was going to tell him until I heard him reply and chickened out. I decided to go another way.
I scooped up a handful of bubbles from the sink. "Guess what."
"What?" when he turned around, I blew the bubbles from my hand to his face. "Why?" he asked as he wiped the bubbles from his eyes.
I shrugged. "I thought it would be funny and I was right." I started laughing once the words came out.
"It wasn't" he disagreed. He took the bubbles in his hand and blew them back into my face. I jumped in reaction. "But that was." he laughed.
No it wasn't, but I guess I had it coming. But that didn't mean he was going to get away with it. I dipped my fingers in the water and sent drops flying his way. He closed his eyes to shield them from the soapy water. I laughed at him again. He cleared his eyes with the palms of his hands. He didn't do anything but walk over to me. He did the same thing I did, except he sent more water my way than I did him.
He was trying to start a fight. Well, that's what he was going to get. I took a cup that hasn't been washed yet and put a little water in it. Without a second thought to stop me, I threw water at the front on his shirt. He jumped in surprise.
He pulled at the front of the shirt so the wetness would be on his body. "Bella!" he said as if I went too far. I laughed at him as he rung out his shirt. "You think that's funny?" he said. I nodded as I continued to laugh. "Well do you think this is funny?" he said. I stopped laughing when he said that. Before I could ask what he meant, he hooked his arm around my waist and pulled me towards him. He took the cup out of my hand and dipped in the water like I did.
My eyes popped out when I saw that the cup was full. That was way more water then I tossed at him. "Edward, no." I urged as I tried to push myself out of his grip. He held my tighter, making it harder to get out. He gave the same devilish smiled he gave last night as he held the cup over my head.
Then something came to my mind. He wasn't going to do it. He was just trying to scare me. He wouldn't dare to pour all that on me. "You're not going to do it." I challenged.
He crocked an eyebrow at me. "Oh really?" he said. He tiled the cup slightly; just enough to put a few drops on the shirt.
"Wow. So what, a few drops won't hurt." I challenged again,
"I'm glad you think that." he said. After the words left his mouth, he poured the whole cup of water on my head. He quickly let me go and backed away when all the water was out of the cup so much won't get on him. He started laughing when he saw I was drenched in water.
"Oh my gosh, Edward. I can't believe you just did that." I snapped. My snap didn't faze him as he laughed harder. I shook of my hands of the water to clear my eyes. I scratched cup from him and filled it with water. I reached up as to kiss him then pour it down his back. He jumped at the coldness.
"You're going to pay for that, Swan." He threatened.
"Bring it on, Masen." I challenged.
After that, we went into a full on water battle. Every time one of just threw water, the other would throw twice as much. We did this until the water from the sink ran out. But that didn't stop us.
He chased me around the sink. Each time he would catch me, I would do something to get away. Until he decided to garb me tightly around the waist, so tight that I couldn't get loose like the last times. He tossed me on to his shoulder like last night. This time he began spinning around. Every few seconds, he would stop and go the other way.
"Edward. Put me down." I begged through laughed. He didn't listen. "Edward. Stop, I'm getting dizzy. Please put me down." I begged and begged. He laughed and finally did what I asked. "Gosh, you're such a child." I teased.
"I'm a child? You started." He said. Yeah, because saying I started it wasn't being a child.
"Oh shut up. You had it coming for attacking me like that last night." I argued.
I gave him a light push on the shoulder. Before I could pull back, he took my hand in his. He stared deeply into my eyes. As he did, both of our smiles slipped in to something else.
He brought our hands to his lips and kissed mine like I did his last night. He placed my hand around the back of his neck. I watched his hand as it slowly ran down my arm and stopped at my hip. He gently pulled me to him.
As I looked into his puppy brown eyes, I was so temped to let the words come out. I chickened out and stopped myself. I didn't have much of a chance to say it anyways, because before I could open my mouth to speak, he crushed his against it.
As soon as he did, I responded. I began sucking on the bottom of his lip. I gripped his hair and pulled him closer to me. I brought my lips back to match his again. The tip of his tongue moved all around my lips, begging to come in. I granted his wish and parted my lips. He knotted his tongue with mine. I hooked my other arm around his neck, pulling him closer; I mean if there was such thing at this point.
He began backing us into, what I can guess, was the refrigerator. I was so into him, that I didn't notice the magnets were suppose to hurt as he pushed my body against it. I could hear myself breathing hard against his lips, but I couldn't stop myself.
Our lips for a short moment as he picked me up and sat me on the nearest counter. When I felt I got enough air, I locked our lips again. I locked my legs around his waist as if to hold him in place. I knotted my hands in hair again and deepen the kiss. I don't know where all this- whatever it was- was coming from. I knew I didn't want to stop.
I felt the warmth of his hand on my thigh. I didn't stop him when I felt his hand creep up the t-shirt. I responded, but not the way someone might think. I gripped his shirt. I didn't even realize I was grabbing it so tightly until I felt the water from it dripped through my fingers. Before I could tell what I was doing, I started pulling at it as to take it off.
He removed his hand from my body and placed it on top of my hand that was on his shirt, to stop me. It almost as if I could feel the reluctance on his lips as he pulled away from me.
He put his hands on the counter and bowed his head as if he was hating himself for what he was doing.. "Edward…" I started, but he stopped me.
"Maybe you should get ready to go home." He mumbled.
Shock ran across my face. I didn't know what to think of what just happen. Something told me that he was sticking to his promise he made me. And was going to stick it from now on, no matter what. I appreciated that.
If that was the case, why was I feeling so rejected?
I tucked some hair behind my ear. I swallowed to get my nerves back, also to catch my breath. That kiss kind of took a lot out of me. "You're right." He backed up to give me some room to get down. I used his shoulder to hold myself steady to get down. "Can you get me a towel?" I asked when I was on the floor. He nodded as he walked to the closet where he kept towels. He tossed one at me when he came back.
I dried my face as I picked up my clothes I had on last night. When I got in the bathroom, I dried myself off a few times before putting on my dry clothes.
When I came back out, I saw him picking up the blankets and things we slept on. "Need help?" I asked. Without looking at me he shook his head. He must have been thinking of the last time I offered to help.
I shrugged it ff. It was probably best if I didn't help again. I sighed. "What do you want me to do with the towel?" I asked him. I wanted to hear him. He turned away and held up his hand. I tossed it at him.
"Where's the shirt?" he asked as he walked in the kitchen and put it on the floor.
"I put it on the sink to dry." I explained. I walked over to the couch and put my shoes on. He walked back in and something came to my mind.
"Can you walk me to my car?" I asked. He was acting so distanced.
He gave a small smile. "Sure, babe." He walked over to me and took my hand. When we got to the door, he slipped on some shoes before helping me put on my jacket. He opened the door for us then I leaded him out. He opened the door of the driver's side for me.
When I got in, I rolled down the window. "One more kiss." I said. He looked around before leaning on the window to give me a kiss. I knew it was supports to be quick, but I didn't want it to be. As I raise my hand to put it in his hair, he pulled away with a light groan.
I knew he didn't want to, yet he did. I knew he was trying to keep his promise, but it's not like we would fuck right here on the top of my car.
"See you Monday." He said as he pulled away then walked back up his drive-way.
I breathed hard when he closed the door. "Yeah, see ya."I mumbled as I turned the key and pulled out of his driveway.
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