I really need to fix my sleeping pattern. :| Enjoy!
"I want you to be my girlfriend," Edward said, his face contorted in pain and misery. When his eyes met mine, I could only stare back - shell-shocked.
I've been pondering about our situation for days, trying to come up with a good term for what Edward was to me. But none of them seemed to fit. I didn't want any of them to fit him because they only covered half of what he was to me. That wasn't right on his part and mine.
But this. This was something different. And I was glad he had thought of it.
"Really?" I asked in reply, my voice a hushed whisper. My heart was beating a hounded miles a minute and my lungs felt like they were about to collapse on me, but I didn't care.
He nodded. "Yeah, Bells. I would really love it for you to be my girlfriend."
I smiled at the nickname he had given me and at the way his words made me feel.
Don't get me wrong, I've had boyfriends before, but none of them were like Edward. I didn't feel what I feel for him with any of them. Those relationships were biased and boring, not like my energetic and spontaneous one with Edward. And I liked the change. It felt like this was what I needed, and I would probably be a fool to let this glorious hot dream go. So I did what I knew was in my heart and mind.
"Okay," I said softly. He looked up and his face showed shock.
"W-what?"
I couldn't help but laugh. Where was the Edward that didn't ever show surprise? The one that was never caught off guard?
"Yes," I said more firmly, this time moving closer to where he was sitting. My face was inches away from his and I could feel his every breath fanning against my skin. He sat motionless for a few minutes, letting my answer settle in his mind before pulling me to him.
"Thank you," he whispered into my hair, his arms squeezing me tighter to him. "Thank you so much."
I smiled and pulled away from him, my hands cradling his face, before saying, "You're acting very unlike yourself. So who are you, and what have you done with the Edward I know?"
He chuckled. "It's you, babe. You make me do things like this."
My head moved side-to-side as he smirked. He knew I hated those cheesy names, and he used that to his advantage. To be quite honest, those names were starting to make me smile and feel butterflies in my stomach every time he would say them. I kept that hidden, though. I wanted to hear them, and if he knew I liked them, he might stop calling me them.
"Right," I replied before pulling his face closer to mine. I let my lips touch his in an instant before pulling away slightly. His eyes smoldered into mine and his hands griped my hips tightly. I smirked.
"Tell me," I whispered, turning up my failed attempt at being sexy and sultry. "How is it that I can make you do that?"
Edward tried to capture my lips with his, but I was too quick. When I heard him growl as I kept avoiding his lips, I pulled further away from him. My feet planted themselves firmly on the floor before I let my arms slid off of his masculine chest. His hands tried desperately to grab onto something of mine, but failed as I started to walk away with an extra sway in the hips. Thank you, Rosalie, for showing me this. I walked all the way over to the kitchen before leaning up against the counter. It took him approximately five seconds before he was there, standing in the doorway.
"You left me," he said, his voice thick and husky. His head started to shake and his crooked grin morphed onto his sweet lips. "Not nice, Ms. Swan. Not nice at all."
"What're you going to do about it?" I retorted with a smirk.
I liked this way too much, but the feeling dropped when Edward started to take small steps forward. My smirk fell, and I started to move with the counter until I was trapped in a corner. Edward's body moved up against mine, his arms locking me in place. He moved his head until his forehead rested on my shoulder and his lips were even with my ear.
"This," he whispered, causing a very nice shiver to travel throughout my body.
I tried to protest, but his hands placed themselves back on my hips. His fingers felt cool and rough - like hands of a musician - against the hot skin of my stomach and hips that were showing. His lips kissed the skin of my neck, freezing me in place. I stood still as his lips traveled lower, stopping right at where the neck line of my tank top was. My breathing grew rapid and a whimper escaped through my lips when he pulled away with a dark chuckle.
"Revenge's a bitch," he murmured with a sloppy, lazy smirk.
"You're telling me," I replied before grabbed the back of his neck with my hands. I pulled his face to mine and attacked his lips the way I wanted him to attack mine. His hands squeezed my hips and pulled me closer to him before they tugged. I complied with his demand and jumped, his arms capturing my bottom as I wrapped my legs around his waist. Edward pulled away first, but moved to my neck.
"You're going to be the death of me," he said against my skin, his lips tickling softly. "Do you have any idea how unbelievably sexy you are right now?"
I giggled and ran my hands through his beautiful hair. "Nope."
Edward scoffed and met my eyes. "Really?"
"Yeah, why?"
His eyes were on fire as his eyebrows scrunched up together in confusion. I cupped his face with my hands, trying to ease it.
"What?" I asked. "What's wrong?"
"You're beautiful, Bella," Edward said in a firm voice. "Don't let anyone ever tell you different."
I nodded my head. I didn't really agree with him, but I didn't like the sudden change in his attitude. I wanted the Edward that was all… I don't even know how to describe how he was two minutes ago, but God damn it, I wanted him back! I liked that Edward the best.
"O-okay," I said, my eyes burning into his. "I won't."
"Good."
He set me down on the counter and placed his forearms on it. His face was level with mine as he stood in between my legs, letting me see every single emotion that was running through his body in his eyes. Two of his fingers played with the fabric of my pajama pants animatedly as we stared at each other.
"Bella?" he whispered, breaking the nice silence we had fallen into.
"Hm?"
"Come to this party with me?"
"Didn't we just go to a party?" I replied with a smile, remembering how nice Emmett's party had turned out.
He nodded and chuckled. "Yes, we did. But this ones different. This one is being held in honor of my father."
"Oh?"
Edward only once told me about his parents, and that was the night of Emmett's party. Other than that, he never wanted to talk about them whenever I brought them up. To me, they sounded like wonderful parents, but whenever I asked, Edward would shut down and grow angry or upset. I immediately changed the subject every time because I didn't want him to think I was prying, but it worried me. A lot.
"Yes," he replied as he brushed a piece of hair away from my face. "He donated a lot of his time here at the hospital in Seattle whenever he visited a month ago, and this is their way of repaying him. My mother invited me, and I feel the need to go, but I don't want to go alone… I can't go alone."
"Why?" I asked. I instantly regretted it after seeing Edward's eyes glaze over like the usually did whenever we talked about his parents.
"Because," he said with a sigh. "It's - It would be too hard to endure without you."
I waited for him to say more - begged him with my eyes to say more. But he wouldn't budge. I sighed in defeat and looked down at my hands, seeing that his were clenched into fists.
"Okay," I said for the millionth time today. I felt like I had overused the word too much lately. "I'll go with you."
"Thank you," Edward replied. His lips connected with the skin of my forehead, placing a small kiss there.
"When is it?" I asked. It was bad enough that Aro had recently piled my plate full of articles, but adding this in with it seemed unbearable. But I'd endure it, just for Edward.
He thought it over before pulling out his cell phone. I watched him as he swiped his finger across the touch screen, his eyes never leaving the screen.
"This Friday," he said once he placed his iPhone onto the counter next to me. "Please tell me you have nothing planned."
I smiled. "That's my only free night, so be glad. Aro's been harassing me with so much to do lately. I feel like he's punishing me for something."
Oh, I don't know… Maybe it's the fact that your article about Edward is a month overdue now, my brain retorted.
Fuck. I had forgotten about that.
Edward kissed my forehead again before saying, "Don't overwork yourself, babe. I don't want to have to worry about you."
"No need to worry about me," I replied with a faux reassuring smile. "I'm used to the overload of work."
Edward hitched up an eyebrow and his crooked grin was back on his lips. I couldn't help but smile. The playful I-want-to-make-out-with-you-now Edward was back, and I liked it… A lot.
"Right," he said as his hands gripped my waist again. "Well, maybe I should drop by less since you have a lot of work to do? That'll give you more time to focus."
I shook my head and latched onto his hand as he began to move away from me. I looked up at him with a worried expression. I didn't know where this feeling was coming from, but I knew that I didn't like it when I had to see Edward walk away from me.
That was new… And odd.
"Don't," I whispered. "Please, don't."
Edward rushed back to where I was and grabbed my face in his hands. "I'm not going anywhere. Not until you tell me you want me to go. I'm here, Bella. I'm here."
I nodded and used my fingers on his belt loop to pull him closer. His lips lingered on mine as he waited for me to say something.
"You're not going anywhere," I murmured against his lips. "Not now. Not since I've just found you."
"I'm here," he whispered out in reply. "I'll always be here."
And with that, his lips grabbed mine. We kissed slowly and tenderly, letting all the raw worries we were feeling in that moment go. His hands caressed my face as mine gathered the fabric of his shirt sleeves. When we pulled away, he kissed every inch of my face before leaning his forehead against mine. My eyes were locked with his and I knew that I didn't ever want him to leave.
"I'm here," he said again.
"I know."
N'awwh. So many Edwardnalities (Edward + personalities = Edwardnalities!) in this one. I like it. ;) And Bella really needs to focus more on work. Geeeeeeeeze, haha. Reviews are love! Just like you guys! Lovelovelove!