''We have no classes together.'' I sighed as I walked over to my truck, the school day finally over.

''I'll take care of it.'' Edward said.

''Please do.'' I said, looking at him with a pout as I came to my truck. I frowned at it, not sure what was happening next.

''Keep your window open tonight.'' He said.

''Why?'' I frowned.

''You'll see.'' He said.

''See what?'' I asked.

''Me.'' He answered.

He picked up my hand and placed a lingering kiss on it, before he walked over to Alice and Jasper, who were smiling at me. I waved at them and received a wave in return from the two of them, while Edward winked. I blushed as I got into my truck, hoping to see Edward soon enough. I truly couldn't stand not seeing him- not after I thought I had lost him.

I had just finished eating with Charlie, and I was now sitting on my bed. My eyes were glued to the fully open window. My hands were rubbing my arms, trying to keep myself as warm as possible. The clothes I was wearing did provide some heat- a white T-shirt with a purple sweater over it and thick grey sweatpants. I had taking care of my nightly routines, brushing my teeth and things as such. Charlie was quite surprised when I told him I was going to sleep, since it was still very early. However, he didn't question me when I just told him I was really tired.

My eyes were extremely sore and dry. I hadn't blinked once since I opened the window. I didn't know what Edward was planning on doing. Was he going to bring a ladder or something? It was obvious he was planning on coming through my window, but how? Well, I didn't really care about the how but more about the when.

My heart couldn't help picking up speed whenever I heard a sound coming from outside. It was quite romantic that he was going to come through my window to see me. I couldn't help smiling whenever the thought crossed my mind. I knew Edward was more than just words. He could act very romantically as well. Like when he played the piano for me. And even the time he taught me how to roller-skate. He always stayed close to me and he was sweet enough to massage my feet, afterwards. And all the times he took me to the meadow and pointed out specific stars for me. He knew so much. Einstein was a complete idiot compared to Edward. Well, pretty much everyone was an idiot compared to him. He had decades of knowledge, not to mention a vampire mind to remember it with.

''Bella?'' I practically jumped ten feet into the air, when someone knocked on my door.

''Yes dad?'' I asked, forcing myself to look at the door. He opened the door and walked in, the phone in his hand.

''You got a call.'' He said.

''Is it Renée?'' I asked, holding my hand out. He looked surprised at my extended hand, almost as if he was expecting me to hide at the thought of Renée calling me.

''Uh, no. It's Angela.'' Charlie said, handing me the phone. Just as I was about to grasp it, I flinched away. I hadn't talked to her since lunch, and even so it wasn't much of a talk. ''Something wrong?'' He asked.

''No, no.'' I said, quickly, taking the phone. ''It's fine.'' I said, bringing the phone to my ear. ''Hello?'' I spoke.

''Hi Bella.'' Angela said. I looked at Charlie and he gave me a nod, before he walked out of my room, closing the door behind him.

''Why are you calling?'' I asked.

''I was just curious about what was up with you and the new students. One second you're all depressed, suddenly they come out of the blue and you're grinning and laughing.'' She said.

''So?''

''And you seemed to be rather good friends with that Edward-guy.'' She mused, clearly hinting.

Well, if they could make up a cover story, I could too.

''I sort of developed a crush on him while they were in Phoenix. I thought he was really cute and we hung out a lot. We sort of got close, but I haven't talked to any of them since.'' I said.

''It looked like more than a crush to me. He was constantly staring at you.'' She said.

''Edward doesn't like me in that way. We're just friends.'' I lied. I couldn't very well say; yeah, well he sort of loves me and me him. I had to act like I would if their little cover story was true- meaning self-conscious.

''Bella, about what you said before-'' She started, but I interrupted her.

''Ang, let's just forget about it.'' I suggested.

''Okay.'' She said, in a happy voice. ''So, tell me about the Cullens.'' She urged, her voice almost cheerful.

''I would, but I'm really tired, Angela.'' I lied. I needed to know what the others were going to say, before I said anything myself.

''Oh. Okay. But tomorrow, at school then? You never mentioned them before and I'm rather curious.'' She said.

''I'll see you tomorrow.'' I said, about to hang up, but she stopped me before I could do so.

''Let me warn you. Jessica is going to be all over you. She's been dying to know what the whole deal about you and the Cullens is.'' She said.

''Thanks for the warning. I'll see you tomorrow.''

''See you tomorrow.''

I hung up and stood from the bed with a sigh. I glanced at the window before I walked out of my room and down the stairs. I put the phone back in place in the kitchen. I saw Charlie sitting in the living room, watching baseball. I remembered him constantly trying to make me play when I was little, but I always refused. I was stubborn, even as a child. There wasn't a sport in the world that I would play. Not basketball, baseball, soccer...sport just wasn't me. I was too much of a klutz to even consider playing. But Charlie had still tried now and then- unsuccessfully, though.

''What did Angela want?'' He asked as I walked into the living room, sitting down next to him.

''Homework.'' I lied, shrugging. Then sighed, knowing perhaps telling the truth would be a good idea. ''And she wanted to talk about the new kids at school.'' I said, truthfully.

''Oh, right. I heard something about a family moving to Forks.'' He said.

''Why didn't you tell me?'' I asked.

''I didn't think you would be interested.'' He shrugged.

''Well, I would. And I am.'' I said, feeling a bit angry. ''I sort of know them.'' I added.

''You do?'' He asked.

''Yeah. I met them one summer in Phoenix. They were on vacation.'' I murmured.

''Huh. Do they get into trouble?'' He asked.

''No. They're all very polite and well-behaved.'' I said.

''I heard they were all a bunch of teenagers.'' He said.

''Yeah. But they don't act much like teenagers. You would almost think they were older than you.'' I smiled.

''Nice to hear. I don't want to have to deal with troubled teenagers. I thought I would when I heard they were all adopted.'' He said.

''Don't be such a prejudice, dad.'' I teased. ''Um, would you mind if I maybe...I don't know, invited them over?'' I asked.

''Not at all. You know you can always invite friends over, Bells.'' He said, smiling.

''Thanks.'' I said, standing. ''Night.''

''Night, Bells.''

I kissed his cheek and walked out of the living room, heading upstairs. I walked into my room and looked around. Still no Edward. I once again took place on my bed, sitting Indian style, my eyes once again glued to the window. The wait was intolerable. I knew it was still early, but I didn't like it. Why hadn't he come yet? He shouldn't take this long. It wasn't like he had to eat dinner first or anything. And even if Esme wanted him to help renew the house before going anywhere, the house should be done by now with help from seven vampires! So why wasn't he here yet? What was keeping him away?

''Edward.'' I groaned, throwing my head back on the pillows.

''Yes?'' A velvet voice chuckled. I gasped and jumped up on the bed, on my knees. ''I'm sorry I took so long. I had to take care of something.'' He said, smiling.

I started biting my lower lip, blushing. Edward, in all his perfection, was standing by my window. He was dressed in a dark blue T-shirt and grey sweatpants. His clothes were relaxed and he seemed to be so as well. But it wasn't as much the fact that he was here that I was blushing. It was the fact that he was dazzling me with his butterscotch eyes and crooked grin. And the reason for why I was biting my lip was the fact, that he in his hand held a red rose. Okay, so maybe that was part of why I was blushing as well. The rose seemed to just have sprung open. The tips of its petals were curled like any other roses' and its leaves were bowed downwards.

''I know it's not much. But it is only the beginning.'' He said, still grinning as he sat down in front of me, holding the rose out for me.

''Thank you, Edward. Did you buy it?'' I asked, taking the rose and smelling its scent.

''No. I picked it from the woods.'' He said, lifting his hand and moving a stray hair behind my ear, tenderly. I had no idea there grew roses in the woods.

''I love it.'' I whispered, blushing once more.

''I love you, my sweet lamb.'' He replied.

''I love you too, my strong lion.'' I smiled.

I placed the rose in my lap and cupped his face. I kissed him without hesitation, sighing contently as our lips met in a loving kiss. He placed his right hand on my hip, but let the other remain by his side. I wasn't quite as good at controlling myself and let my hands slip into his hair, fisting the tousled, silky soft, bronze hair between my fingers. But it wasn't long before he started loosening up, pressing me down on the bed with our lips still connected. I hummed with pleasure as his hands explored my body, starting from my neck and moving down to my shoulders, down my arms, down my sides and coming to my thighs. He put more pressure into the kiss as he moved his hands up to grasp my hips. It was so wonderful to finally kiss him again. To feel his marble lips move against mine. Just like it was suppose to be.

Him and me.

Me and him.

Edward and Bella.

''I've missed this.'' I panted as his lips trailed down to my throat, letting me fill my lungs with much needed air.

''Kissing stone?'' He joked.

''Kissing you.'' I sighed, blissfully. ''So, Charlie's given me permission to have the new kids over. Do you have any plans for tomorrow?'' I asked.

''No, but Alice does.'' He sighed, pulling away and laying next to me. I frowned and placed my elbows on his chest, resting my chin on my hands as I looked at him.

''What do you mean?'' I asked.

''Sadly, I won't be entering this house through the door for a while. Alice will be coming over tomorrow and win over your dad. Apparently, he's going to adore her.'' He told.

''You're talking like you have a plan.'' I said in an accusing voice.

''I do. Or rather, Alice does.'' He said.

''Why did you give her...that look, at lunch?'' I asked.

''What look?'' He asked, looking up at the ceiling.

''A look of hate. The same look you gave...Rosalie...when...when she called me a...a bitch.'' I whispered.

''You're too observant.'' He murmured. ''Now, would you like to know the plan or would you like for me to dazzle you into forgetting about what you have observed?'' He smirked.

''Tell me the plan.'' I urged. ''And then you can dazzle me dizzy.'' I giggled, blushing. He chuckled and moved his left arm behind his head. He used his right hand to touch my back, drawing circles with his fingers.

''You already know how we're supposed to know each other. You're welcome to add any details to the story you wish, as we are just planning on keeping to the basic. Alice chose last summer to be the one we met, as you mother had met Phil and married him, then. It will explain why Renée didn't know about us, having been busy, of course. We moved to Forks from New York, because Esme was sick of the city life- Alice has mentioned that, I believe.'' He said, smiling down at me. ''But that's the cover story. The plan is for your father to get acquainted with Alice, who has already discreetly spread a rumor around the school that the two of us developed a crush that summer, so that it won't seem so rushed when love comes into the picture.'' He smiled once more. ''You'll start hanging out at our house after a while, and you father will be happy that you have gotten more friends. After some time, I'll get the guts to ask you out and we'll become a couple.'' He finished.

''And when are you going to do that?'' I asked, blushing.

''Can't tell you. Your surprise will seem more sincere, if I don't.'' He said.

''Why can't you come over to the house?''

''Your father will dislike me from the beginning, simply because I'm a boy who he has never heard of. If he sees what my twin is like, he'll be less hostile. He won't exactly like me very much, but he won't hate me either.''

''I can imagine Charlie won't be greeting you with open arms.'' I sighed. ''He's been waiting for me to get together with...Jacob.'' I huffed.

''Your father wants you to be with that vile mutt?'' He growled.

''Family friends, you know. He thinks Jacob is this picture perfect boy. But when he meets you, he'll see that Jacob won't ever be able to measure up to you.'' I smiled. ''But...what's going to happen now?'' I asked.

''What do you mean?'' He looked confused.

''With the wolves?'' I whispered.

''Don't worry about that.'' He said, even though he was scowling.

''I can't stop it. I'm so scared of what can happen.'' I admitted.

''Bella, I'm not loosing you again.'' He said, sternly.

''But...what are you going to do? You're not going to fight, are you?'' My eyes widened with fear.

''Bella.'' He sighed, rolling us over so he was hovering over me. He leaned his face down to mine, leaving barely an inch between us. ''Do not worry and do not think about fights. Let me worry about that. You've been through enough and there is only so much you can take.'' He said, ending his little speech with a kiss on my nose.

''I might be physically fragile in your eyes, Edward. But I'm not mentally fragile.'' I said, looking away from the intensity in his eyes.

''I'm not saying you're fragile. I'm saying you shouldn't go through any more pain in any form. Let me take care of things.'' He said, softly.

''Edward, you shouldn't deal with this alone.'' I sighed.

''I can handle it.'' He replied.

''You talk like what you already have gone through was nothing. I was gone for two months for you. Shouldn't that mean you missed me more? Or...was it easy enough for you?'' I whispered.

''Look at me.'' He whispered. I continued to look away. ''Bella.'' He sighed. I still didn't look at him. ''Isabella, look at me.'' He ordered. I slowly turned my eyes to meet his. ''I love you. Ever since the first time I laid eyes on you, all I saw was a beautiful angel. Loosing you killed me. I truly thought I wouldn't survive without you. I...I even...'' He sighed, looking ashamed. ''I even asked Jasper and Emmett to kill me.'' He whispered, almost inaudible.

''You what?'' I gasped.

''Both said no. Thank God they did. I'm ashamed of having asked, but I'm not ashamed to say that if I ever lost you, I would loose the will to live. I love you more than life itself.'' He said. I blushed at his words, but then glared at him, getting angry.

''Never ever commit suicide in any way. Or even consider it! If you die, I swear to God, I will kill you.'' I threatened. His respond surprised me.

''I'm already dead, and if I die once more, you'll kill me a third time?'' He chuckled.

''I'm sorry if I'm not bursting out in laughter at the thought of your death.'' I said, still glaring.

''Bella, you know I don't take death lightly. But you must admit, you can be quite amusing sometimes.'' He smiled.

''Maybe we should move away from the subject.'' I mumbled.

''Perhaps we should. What subject would you like to discuss?'' He asked, lifting himself away from me and sitting neatly on the bed.

Edward's on my bed...

''I have an idea.'' I smirked as I lifted myself up, crawling over to him and straddling his waist. ''Let's not talk.'' I said, pressing my lips to his. I kissed him, lustfully, as my hands fisted in his hair.

''Bella.'' He chuckled, placing his hands on my cheeks and pulling me away, gently. ''No.'' He said, smiling.

''No?'' I questioned, frowning. ''You do know what I'm talking about, right?'' I asked.

''Isabella Swan, your father is just downstairs.'' He said, in a mocking and scolding manner. ''So no.'' He added.

''What if I promise to be quiet?'' I asked, kissing his neck.

''What if you distracted me, and your father walked in on us?'' He replied, softly pulling me away once more. ''No.'' He repeated.

''Emmett's right. You're a real party-pooper.'' I pouted.

''I'll make it up to you.'' He said, winking.

''And how are you going to do that?'' I asked, smiling.

''Hmmm...well, what are your plans for Friday?'' He asked. I frowned, but thought about any plans I might have made.

''Well, I was thinking about going to Emi-'' My eyes widened.

''What's wrong?'' He frowned.

''I forgot about Emily! I have to tell her you're back!'' I shouted, just to get a hand over my mouth.

''Shhh!'' He hushed, looking towards the door. He looked back at me a short moment after. ''You're lucky your father is so engrossed in the game. Now, who's Emily?'' He asked.

''Emily Young. She's Sam's fiancée.'' I smiled.

''You mentioned a Sam last night as well. Who is he?''

''He's the wolf pack's Alpha.''

''He's what!'?'' He hissed.

''Shhh. Remember?'' I teased. He didn't look amused, though.

''Have you been spending time with those mutts?'' He asked, angrily. ''Bella, those things are extremely dangerous! They loose their temper very easily and loose control!'' He added before I could say anything.

''I've stayed away from the wolves.'' mostly. I rolled my eyes as I continued. ''It's only Emily I've been talking to, and she isn't a wolf. And I couldn't exactly talk to anyone else about the heartache I was feeling, because I thought I had lost my vampire fiancé. She's a really good friend and I'm not going to loose the only human being I can talk to, just because her fiancé is a wolf. She could very well choose to ignore me, because I'm engaged to you, but she wouldn't. We can't help who we fall in love with.'' I said, softly, caressing his cheek. He leaned into the touch, placing his hand upon mine and sighed.

''I'm not saying you have to loose your friend. I just...I don't like the idea of you being anywhere near those moronic, vile, wild, repulsing-''

''I get it.'' I interrupted. ''No dogs. Fine. I'm more of a cat person, anyway.'' I said, shrugging. He shook his head, his cheek still resting in my hand, but his expression was amused.

''Are you just trying to reassure me or do you want a cat?'' He asked.

''Charlie's allergic.'' I murmured. ''And I can't very well let it stay with you guys. One of you might eat it.'' I sighed.

''We have better control than that.'' He said with a laugh.

''Sure, sure.'' I replied, rolling my eyes.

''Don't sure, sure me, Miss Swan.'' He said, pushing me back down on the bed and growling playfully, causing me to giggle.

''Then what do you want me to do to you?'' I blushed.

''What I want is for you to behave. Something you have never quite been capable of doing.'' He smirked.

''Guilty as charged. But give me a break. How can I behave, when you're right here?'' I grinned.

''Sure, sure.'' He chuckled. ''Now, Friday, plans or not?'' He asked.

''Does the wolves know you're back?'' I asked.

''What does that matter?''

''Well, if they don't know, then it wouldn't be a very good idea for me to show up at Emily and Sam's house with your scent all over me.''

''They don't know yet.''

''Then I'm all free.''

''Good. That means you'll be all mine for the whole day. I've got a surprise for you, that I think you will quite enjoy.'' He smiled, leaning his face down to mine, our lips meeting in a long kiss.


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