Okay, so I know I already posted chapter 12, but I came back from a short vacation, and I saw this chapter, and I got thinking that it needed something else... ;) So, here's a little longer chapter with something that will add more drama. :D

Bella's Point of View

Edward drove us to a restaurant called, ironically, La Bella Italia (I couldn't help myself. ;) ). We had a table just big enough for all of us in an empty part of the restaurant, thanks to Edward—and Alice's—negotiations.

We all got similar dishes. Most of us got some kind of Spaghetti or Fettuccini Alfredo, minus Jasper who ordered chicken parmesan. He gave me a look that said I'm not so sure I can do this but I kicked him lightly from under the table, making him sigh, then give me a wide smile.

Dinner was almost over when Jasper stood up and cleared his throat. I smiled, looking at a dumbfounded Edward.

"I'd like to…say something," Jasper spluttered. He turned to Alice, sticking his hand in his pocket. Alice's eyes were wide as saucers.

"Mary Alice Brandon," he said slowly, sliding onto one knee. She gasped, jumping up and down in her seat but remaining quiet. "I've loved you for as long as I can remember. I don't want to live the rest of my life without you…Will you be my wife?"

Alice squealed, locking her arms around Jasper's neck, showering his face with kisses. "Of course I'll marry you," we heard he mumble. The entire table applauded them, smiles planted firmly on our faces.

"Can we go home?" Emmett asked after a short, but comfortable silence, sounding like a two year old. I laughed, looking at Alice and Jasper.

"You guys can go ahead," Alice said. "We'll head over later. Rose, Emmett, don't keep a cab waiting for us." A smile was still on her lips. She didn't look at us as she spoke, only at Jasper. I looked at Edward, confirming he was ready, before waving to Alice and Jasper and heading out the door.

"That was so sweet," I stated as Edward and I climbed into the Volvo. "Jasper was so shaken up about it. He was afraid Alice would tell him no." I shook my head at his hesitation.

"I had no idea that was what was happening tonight; if I had, I wouldn't have come." Edward looked at me with an ashamed expression on his face. "I don't know you very well and I feel like I was intruding."

"Nonsense," I told him. "They trust easily. And I know that I didn't mind." I blushed a little bit, embarrassed at showing his I enjoyed his company—probably more than I should. But instead of laughing—the response I figured would follow—he smiled.

"Well thank you, Bella." His smile was contagious; I couldn't keep one off of my own face.

"You're very welcome." A silence followed, though it was far from uncomfortable. To me, that really judged how much two people could get along; if they could sit in silence and not feel the need to strike up conversation, it meant they didn't need words to be happy. Kind of like love—WHOA. Where'd that come from? I asked myself, confused by the thought. I shook it away, knowing it was nothing.

"Well, miss Swan," Edward said as we pulled up at my hotel. "I'm excited for tomorrow. I know my parents are excited to meet you." He smiled a very genuine smile, one that told me his words were honest.

"I'm excited too," I told him, trying not to bounce too much. "So, what time should I find a cab? Cause I don't wa-" I started, but Edward cut me off.

"Nope, none of that. I'll pick you up at 5:00 tomorrow evening so I can give you the grand tour before we eat," he told me before getting out of the car, coming around to my door, opening it and holding out his hand for assistance out.

I took it, climbing out as gracefully as I could, tripping in my haste. Bracing myself for impact and a hurt ankle, it scared me when I didn't feel the concrete, but a pair of strong, warm arms reaching out to catch me. I dared to open my eyes, seeing the worried—and amused—face of Edward.

Finding my footing, I thanked him.

"Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow," he said in parting, quoting Romeo and Juliet. Just another reason to fall for him.

"Shakespeare?" I asked him, joking. Serious again, I said "That really was sweet. Romeo and Juliet is one of my favorite plays of all time."

"Really," he mumbled before turning back to me. "Well, I shall see you tomorrow, then," he told me. Taking my hand lightly in his, he lifted it to his lips, kissing it with a small amount of pressure. Though the action shocked me, I didn't let it show on my face. Before he climbed into his car, I made sure I gave him a hug and a thank you.

While waiting for the elevator to come to take me to my floor, I thought about tonight. Why had Alice invited Edward? Not like I minded, but I wanted to know. And why did he kiss my hand after quoting Romeo and Juliet? Again, not that I minded, but it would be nice to know.

After waiting another couple minutes, the elevator arrived, making the quick trip to my floor. Thank the lord my room was near the elevator, because I was dead on my feet. A opened the door, hurling myself on the couch. Realizing I still needed to take a shower, I groaned, standing up and trudging my way to the shower. The warm water cleared my head, filling it with comforting steam. I sighed when the water started to run cold, climbing out and sliding into my pajamas.

Then, I fell asleep, dreaming of a certain green eyed boy that I was falling for—and fast.

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Edward Point of View (from dropping off Bella)

Knowing I had intruded on a very personal moment had made me feel bad about accepting Alice's request to take Bella to dinner. 'She'll feel lonely again,' she had told me. But secretly, I was elated that Bella had been willing to spend the time with me, and it made me even happier when I learned that she was excited to be coming to my home tomorrow. I knew the air would be a little tense after the whole…Lauren issue, but soon, everyone would be comfortable.

Climbing back into my car after making sure Bella was safely inside, I couldn't keep away the smile off of my face despite the trouble I would face at home. Mom and Dad would be mad that I snuck out—again—but hopefully they may be able to see what a sweet girl Bella was. After all, she was gorgeous, intelligent, and she was kind. Not to mention she didn't treat me like royalty like anyone else would. It hurt me to know that, soon, she would have to leave and go back home to the states. I never wanted to see her leave.

I shocked myself with the last thought, not realizing my feelings for Bella were so strong. But she was all the things I thought and more. I couldn't explain how much I just wanted her to be mine. I didn't care that we'd only known each other for less than a week; I'd never in my life met anyone even half as interesting or intelligent or caring as Isabella Swan. I was falling, and falling fast, but I couldn't help my attraction for her.

It made me that much more excited for tomorrow night.

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I finally pulled in at the palace at about 7:30. No one noticed me as I slipped into the garage, where I noticed a new car. Figuring it was one of my dad's that I'd never seen before, I got out of my Volvo, walking inside with a large smile on my face.

But as soon as I walked in the door, the smile vanished. In place of it took a scowl and a bad attitude, reserved only for Lauren.

"Eddie!" she screamed, prancing over. I tried not to cringe as she gave me a very awkward, one sided hug. As soon as she let go, I turned to my mother.

"She decided to come visit you," she said with a look of strong distaste, as well as in her tone. "I guess she could join us for dinner tomorrow night with you and your guest, Bella." At the mention of Bella, Lauren snorted.

"Bella? You mean Bella Swan?" I nodded, my anger becoming worse and worse. She gave a small laugh, one that showed her distaste.

"What's wrong with her?" I asked, my tone a bit too sharp.

"Nothing, if you like geeky bookworm girls that have no taste in clothes…or friends for that matter. It doesn't help that she's ugly," Lauren stated as if she were telling me the capital of the United States. Deciding I shouldn't let my anger get even worse after her comments about Bella, I told everyone a brisk goodnight, heading upstairs to my room where I collapsed on my bed, falling asleep to visions of a certain brown eyed beauty that I was falling for faster than I could imagine.


Yayyyyyy! I couldn't help myself, I had to bring Lauren into it to cause drama, cause in it, I'm going to say Bella and Lauren went to school together, and like in Twilight, Lauren's 'all that'. Haha. So, let's pretend her dad's in parliament so that way it all worked out with the whole 'Edward has to marry Lauren' ordeal.

And I am sorry this is all it is, but I am starting on a new chapter in like......two minutes, I swear.

I LOVE YOUUU.

Erinnn.