Hey peoples! Thanks you so much for continuing to read this story. I am literally blown away by the amount of favourites, follows and reviews I am getting! I am so sorry it has taken so long but here are the last two chapters!
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BPOV
Carlisle and I have been together a year. Oh, what a year it has been! We have had such a good time. I finished college in June and volunteered in a school which meant I had the whole summer to myself, apart from the four days a week I spent serving ice cream. I am still not sure how Carlisle did it, but he managed to make his shifts coincide with my shifts so we got time together.
My 19th birthday was so completely different to my 18th. We all, and when I say all I mean all (the rents, Jas and Ali, Em and Rosie and myself and Carlisle), went to an Italian restaurant for a quiet dinner supposedly. But with Emmett that is never quite possible. However, we had an amazing time and some great stories were shared, particularly embarrassing ones about Carlisle which I loved hearing! That night I stayed over, which I had been doing much more of lately. I had so many clothes over there that I had practically moved in. This just seems to be something that happens; once you stay you don't want to leave. Just look at Jas for proof of that!
17th September 2012 is moving day. I hate this already. I am moving to a city 40 miles away to attend university. Most people would be over the moon, away from their parents and time to let themselves go. Personally, I think the student life is overrated but I have to have the "student experience" as both my parents and boyfriend put it, so moving is my only choice. I really don't want to go. Em, Jas and Carlisle helped me move all of my stuff. I had stolen Carlisle's Bruce Springsteen t-shirt and his Killers one, so I had something with his smell on it. After the boys had left, Carlisle stayed behind to watch a DVD in the dorm with me. He left late, 1am even though he had a 12 hour shift starting at 8am the next day. He told me he loved me and would see me soon.
Fresher's week was fun. There were a lot of different things to do and I found some people who would be on my Psychology course. One was a girl from college, Pam, that I didn't know particularly well but because we knew each other through friends we decided to stick together. That weekend I spent on my own in the dorm. I had hoped Carlisle would visit but he got called in to cover for a sick colleague, he had had so much time this summer that he could hardly say no. So I stayed in the Friday night just watching movies and doing laundry. I would have to remember to live by Emmet's rules because no one should have that much laundry in a week! Saturday was slightly better; I went into town and met Pam for lunch. We got to know each other a bit better and I told her about Carlisle, she was the first person I had told, she was really interested and very impressed when I showed her a picture on my phone. She reciprocated and explained her boyfriend was in the Army and was stationed in Germany with her cousin. We had a good giggle and then went back to hers and watched DVD's and ate ice cream. When I left I had to get the metro, which is a train system like the tube in London. I didn't really like this so phoned Carlisle to take my mind off it. Sunday was filled with research in the library and promises from Carlisle to see me the following weekend.
I woke up that Monday with a swollen cheek and the biggest pain in my gum. I went to the emergency dentist and he told me I had an infected wisdom tooth and would have to take pills for the next week. I really didn't care, anything to get rid of the pain in my mouth. I texted Ma and Ali and said I would be home that weekend but to keep it from Carlisle. I went and bought my train ticket on the way back from the dentist.
The week flew by. The swelling in my mouth had gone down and I was able to speak and eat properly again. I was so pleased about that because I could just imagine the shit I would get from Em. We had all decided to go home that weekend and catch up. Ali had stayed home with Jas and enrolled in the Art College that was in our town. She was big into fashion and apparently that was the place to be. Jas was working in the bank as a supervisor so he was home to. I was pleased that Carlisle had someone to share the house with, even if it isn't me. So classes flew by and both myself and Pam packed our overnight bags and got the first train home we could. Ali promised to pick me up and Pam was getting a lift from her sister. I was bouncing when I saw home come into view.
We went straight to Ali's. I had already text Mam and explained the plan; that I would be over for a visit the next day as I knew Carlisle had an early shift he was covering. He had explained on the phone that he would leave the hospital and come straight to see me, well I beat him to it and he didn't have to. As Ali stopped the car I raced out of it, flew up the steps and gathered myself before bursting through the front door. Carlisle was sat on the couch reading the paper and looked tired. The moment he saw me standing by the door he moved with unnatural speed and picked me up in his arms. We shared a passionate kiss in the doorway which stopped Ali from getting through. "Jees Dad, please put her down and let me through or bugger off upstairs and let me through, either way let me through the door!" she giggled toward us. Carlisle acquiesced and moved us into the room and onto the couch, never putting me down. I explained to Carlisle that I had missed him so much that I had to come for a visit. I had also prepared him that Em and Rose would arrive at some point.
It was decided that we would disappear for a while. He dragged me upstairs to the bedroom where he immediately started to rip my clothes from my body. I was wearing the Bruce Springsteen shirt under my jumper, I had taken to wearing his clothes a lot. He growled when he saw me in it. He pushed me up against the wall and captured my lips in a searing kiss; I could barely breathe when he pulled away. I had missed him so much. I had stripped him of his t-shirt and was stroking his body lightly with my fingers. He was so beautiful and all mine. I decided I had had enough of the slow approach and rubbed my hand across the hard length in his jeans. He moaned into my neck and I stripped him down to nothing. He grabbed my panties and removed them and my remaining clothes quickly. I was so wet with need, at that moment he trust his fingers inside of me, I moaned. "Carlisle,...need your cock hard and fast baby, we can do slow later," I explained. My wish was granted and he lined his cock up with my entrance up against the wall and shoved into me. I wrapped my legs around his waist while he drove me further and further to the edge. Within seconds of him entering me I came hard. He moved us across to the bed, all the while not stopping his movements. He laid me down and continued to pump in and out of me frantically moaning harshly. His face was a glorious picture, beads of sweat had gathered on his brow, his eyes were sparking electric blue and his lips were entirely kissable. So I did just that and pulled him in for a kiss. He flipped us over so he was on his back and I was riding him. I loved riding this man. I rode him hard and took him in deep. I could feel another orgasm building. "Baby...need you...ung...to...cum with me..." he grunted out while I was riding him. I nodded that I would and a minute later we were both flying over the edge together. I laid down on his chest and stayed could have stayed there all day. "Baby, that is the best surprise I have had since my birthday. I love you so much and have missed you," he whispered into my ear.
"I love you too and I missed you more," I whispered back. I pulled up and jumped up from where I was. Carlisle looked at me quizzically. I took his hand and dragged him into the shower. I turned on the hot water and decided to get us cleaned up. Carlisle had other ideas and braced my leg against the tile and quickly worked my pussy with his hands. I couldn't take anymore and cried out with my orgasm, god I hope no-one is in. He didn't let me recover and pushed his now rock hard cock into my pussy. He continued the frantic pace from the bedroom and we had both cum again in no time. We finished our showers and got dressed. As I had left my bags in the car I put on another of Carlisle's t shirts and some pj pants I had there.
We spent a great night spent with the others, just chilling out. We got some stick from Emmett because he had heard some of the "shower action" as he put it. This earned him a stern look from his father (which made me giggle no end) and a smack to the back of the head from Rose. I went to bed that night and made love into the early hours. Carlisle was completely knackered when he left for work but told me it was a good thing.
The weekend was over far too quickly and although I had seen lots of Carlisle, my friends and my parents I was still devastated to go back. I travelled back on the train in tears. I spoke to Carlisle and said good night. He promised that he would be back to see me soon.
Three weeks later
20th October
I was miserable. I had not seen anyone in three weeks. I spent a lot of time on the phone with Carlisle but ended up crying more than anything else. I got the impression he didn't really want to speak to me so our calls were very short lately. I was so far away and had so much Uni work to do that I couldn't get back. When I tried something came up, my parents had to visit my sick Grandma, Ali and Jas went away for the weekend and Carlisle was working 12 hour shifts to cover the short staffed A and E. I was completely miserable. I was ok when I had work to do but when I was just sat in my room I was completely out of it. I wasn't sleeping and was coming down with some god awful stomach bug, I could feel it, nothing tasted right.
I was sat in my room when I heard banging on the communal door, I shared my dorm with two other girls. I assumed they would get it but had forgotten they had gone out with it being a Friday night. I dragged myself to the door and was shocked to see Em standing there. I was in shock. Why on earth was Em here? Where was Rose? Oh my god, has something happened to Carlisle? I tried to get out my questions but couldn't before Em spoke.
"Bloody hell Tink, you look as bad as he does. Dad is miserable, he hates that he can't get to you and that you are upset all the time. Alice has been keeping an eye on him and has phoned me to stage an intervention of some sort," he motioned for me to sit on the bed as he did the same.
"I am so sorry Em, I can't help it. Every time I hear his voice I feel so happy and then it dawns on me that I won't be seeing him again for a while and I can't stop crying. I know he doesn't need to hear that but I can't help it," I mumble through the tears staining my cheeks. Em pulls me into a hug and tells me everything will be fine. He has come to stay for the weekend and play fairy godmother. That makes me laugh. He looks perplexed so I explain about the image I have of Em in a tutu and fairy wings. He chuckles and then orders pizza, the staple for any planning meeting apparently.
Em stayed for the weekend and we investigated what I had to do about moving home. Apparently there was a waiting list for people who wanted dorms but couldn't get anywhere. I got the first five off the list and began to phone around. Em looked into the cost of travel if I moved home. Apparently, I would be saving quite a bit if I moved home and could still use my grant for travel. I finally find someone who is interested and invite them to come a look around. She comes over and has a look around. She decides there and then she wants it. I have to be out by November 1st as that is when I am paid up to. I smile for what feels like the first time in weeks and hug Em so hard. I have two weeks to be out of the dorm.
Two weeks later Em, Jas and Carlisle come to uni to help collect my stuff, there seems to be a lot more than there was previously. I had already spoken to my parents and explained that I would be moving in with Carlisle. We had decided this was for the best as I spend more time there than anywhere else. The first two weeks of living with Carlisle was surreal. I went to uni during the day and spent my nights with Carlisle. We spoke about the three weeks and Carlisle explained that he didn't like to hear me cry when he couldn't do anything about it. It was a hideous time for both of us, we decided to put it behind us.
We finally got into a routine and it worked. I managed to change some of my classes so I would not be travelling just for one class and found I only had to travel 3 days a week. I also managed to get a job at the local supermarket. Although Carlisle had said I didn't need to work if I didn't want to, I did because I didn't want to be accused of sponging and wanted to earn my own money anyways. I was doing an early shift at the supermarket when I had to leave the floor and dart into the bathroom to be sick. I hadn't felt right for a while and I assumed the sickness was just coming out of me. It had been brewing for weeks. After the 3rd day in a row that I had done this I decided to call Rose, as Ali was away for the week with Jas.
"Rose, I have a question for you. When you started uni were you susceptible to flu and tummy bugs and stuff?" I asked whilst on my break.
"Not really Tink, I had a few but not this late in the semester. Could it be something you ate?" I decided she could be right as we'd had a Chinese the night before. I thought no more of it and got back on with my shift. The next few weeks progressed and the sickness subsided, I put it down to a dodgy Chinese take away.
A couple of days before Carlisle's 40th birthday, I was organising the bathroom cupboard when I noticed a box of tampons that I had stashed there when I first moved back. I began to panic. I shouted for anyone and got Rose. Part of me was thankful it wasn't Em, although he had been the most awesome friend/step son ever lately. Rose took one look at my face and the blue box in my hand. "What's going on Tink? Why'd you yell like that?" Rose asked carefully. We sat on the bathroom floor and tried to work out when my last period had been. I had been at uni, before I came home that first weekend. Oh! I decided to act rationally and take a test. That way I would know for certain what was going on. Rose and I nipped out to the supermarket, bought what was necessary and went back to the house. Ali was on the couch waiting for us. We quickly told her what was going on. "I think you should do it and not tell us the results. I really don't want to find out before the would-be dad does, in case he is a dad, do you know what I mean?" asked Ali. I thought that was a good idea. I disappeared to the bathroom and took all three of the tests we had bought.
Carlisle's birthday started off well. He had managed to get the day off so there was no repeat performance of the birthday lunch from the previous year. I made him breakfast in bed for him and gave him his presents. This year I had bought him tickets to see Bruce Springsteen and the E-street band when they played at the O2 in London, along with an overnight stay. Hopefully, I would get to go too. It was over Christmas time and I had already cleared with Gladys that he have that weekend off. He finished his breakfast and I gave him a second gift box, similar to the first but thinner and longer. He looked puzzled by this second present but took it anyway. He opened and looked at the contents carefully. He looked straight at me, his expression confused and bewildered. I started to panic as he took all three pregnancy tests out of the box. One had a double pink line, one had a cross and one said the word pregnant. "I'm going to be a Dad? Again? Really? Oh My GOD! Really?" he spluttered out through his smiles. I smiled back at him and confirmed it. I had had some time to get used to the idea since I took the tests three days previously.
We walked downstairs where everyone else was. They gave Carlisle his presents and asked what he had received from me. "From Bella I received two fabulous presents," he paused and looked at me slightly panicked. I nodded my head and he continued, "Bruce Springsteen tickets at the O2 and this. He held up one of the tests."
"Okay, she got you a stick?" asked Emmett. Rose smacked him upside the head and muttered something under her breath.
"Well?" asked Rose and Alice together.
Carlisle and I looked at each and told them it was positive. There was uproar in the living room and Em came bounding over and just gave me a small cuddle. "Wouldn't want to squish anyone, now would I?" he said sheepishly.
"You can still hug me Em," I replied. Carlisle became an organising demon that day, he pulled some strings and got us in for an ultrasound that day. At 1pm we heard our baby's heartbeat and found out it was due in May/June the following year. I was so happy.
"What a fabulous birthday this is Bella, and here I thought you couldn't beat last year. I worry about next year, how will you top this?" he asked with a smirk on his face and bent down for a passionate kiss.