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It was never mine and never will be, sadly.
A/N: Hmmmmm...I don't really have much to say in this note except thanks for reviewing and if you haven't read Water for Elephants yet, then...you should. It's amazing! I was sucked in the minute I picked it up. Couldn't put it down except when it was absolutely necessary. Finished in three days! Can't wait for the movie. Oh, also, we'll be jumping time sometime in this chapter.
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Oh and I found different picture of Bella's ring. It's in the GITM 9 set on polyvore.
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GITM Playlist Chapter 12: E.T.-Katy Perry
Previously:
"Are you checkin' me out, baby?"
"Guilty."
"I like your ass, too," he snorted.
"Oh, Edward, did I mention I'm not wearing any panties?" I snickered. I'm killing him, I know it!
"You're killing me, Swan."
See? Told ya!
- - - G I T M - - -
You're so hypnotizing
Could you be the devil, could you be an angel
Your touch magnetizing
Feels like going floating, leave my body glowing
They say be afraid
You're not like the others, futuristic lovers
Different DNA, they dont understand you
- - - G I T M - - -
EPOV
She wants to have my babies!
Do I sound like a wimp?
I know I do but seriously...she wants to have kids with me! How can that not make any guy in love squeal like a girl? Like my sister even. I felt like the luckiest motherfucker in the world when she said that. I've only dreamt of it, wondering if the day would actually come when she'd say that to me!
"You are the most adorable man...I am marrying you...of course I want your babies. I love you."
Don't tell me that if the love of your life, the girl of your dreams ever said that to you you wouldn't feel like a superhero. There's no fucking way you wouldn't. But you gotta be in love first.
I even got a kiss for it!
"I love you," my Bella's soft voice flowed through my ears, interrupting my train of thought. I forgot I was making dinner as she sat on the counter in a corny t-shirt that I loved, short black shorts, and long black socks. She looked gorgeous.
"I love you, too, baby."
"Edward?"
"Bella?"
"Do you think about maybe wanting to live here...with me?"
"Yeah, all the time. Waking up to you, laying down with you, seeing you all the time."
"Wouldn't you get sick of me?"
"No. I can't get enough of you, sweetheart."
"Sooo..."
"Are you asking me to move in with you?" I felt so happy. She'd been asking all the serious questions that have to do with taking our relationship to the next step. She asked me to be her boyfriend, she proposed to me, asked me to have sex with her, admitted her love to me every day, she got my fucking initial tattooed permanently on her hip! My girl's been taking the inititative for everything and I've never loved her more. She didn't really ask me to move in, we just sort of agreed on it.
"It's kind of an agreement I guess, I mean if that's what you want, you know..." A blush spread over her face.
Hell yes! I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear then whispered, "I'd love to."
"Really?"
"Just tell me when you're ready for me and I'll rent out my place to someone. More money the better."
"Okay how 'bout in two weeks?"
"Sure. We're not moving too fast are we?"
"I don't think so."
"Alright."
"Kiss?" she asked, puckering her plump lips a little. I leaned down, kissed her softly then picked up her left hand and kissed the finger her engagement ring was on. All of her other rings were on her right hand now so that if anyone looked at her left, they'd see the ring I put on her. I smiled at her, licked my lips and went back to cooking. Suddenly she reached over and scooped up a glob of mash potatoes and stuck them in her mouth.
"I'm gonna paddle your ass, Isabella Marie."
"What'd I do?" she asked around a mouthful of food.
"Get your finger out of there."
"Get your finger out of where?" Rosalie suddenly asked as my brother and sister and Jazz followed inside. Fuckers! They must have smelled the food outside. Great now I have to feed them, too.
"Bells had her finger in the potatoes."
"Ooh, how much are you making?" Emmett asked, practically salivating. I rarely make this meal and when I do, he always knows. He hates cleaning it up though.
"Are you willing to help me make it?"
"I will!" Alice answered, bouncing. "Em, the only way he'll feed us all is if we either agree to help make it or help clean up, you know that. Which are you willing to do?"
"I'll clean," he grumbled, shuffling to Bella's fridge and pulled out a couple bottles of Sunny D.
"You're not gonna find beer. Bella's not a drinker, Em. Her fridge is filled with juice, flavored water, soda, and the occasional wine cooler, never hard liquor. There's ravioli, spaghetti-o's, cookies, bread, granola bars and chips in the cupboards, lunch meat, those lunchable things, tons of fruit in the crisper, and other essential meal making shit."
"Is it bad that it turns me on knowing he knows what's in my cupboards and my fridge?" Bella asked Alice, biting her lip and smiling.
"Not to me. Jazzy knows where all the socks go in our room. That gets me goin'."
"I get a nice reward," Jasper grinned.
"Oh, yuck," Em and I grimaced. I flipped the chicken and covered them back up. In about five minutes they'd be done.
"Emmett, do you think I'm fat?" Bella asked suddenly.
"Bella..." I warned.
"Nah," he shook his head. "You got more curves than a Tennessee highway, Bells."
"You have never been to Tennessee, Emmett," Jasper snorted. "Only some highways are like that. You know, on the back roads."
"No I've never been there but you agree with me, right?"
"Yes, I agree with you, Emmett." He then turned to Bella, "You're not fat, Bella. You're a pretty girl."
"Nice shirt, hun," Rosalie commented.
"Thanks. Edward likes it."
"Dinner!" I announced.
August 1, 2011
My family-minus my parents-and I were just about finished with Billy Black's wedding reception. He married Bella's aunt Sasha Higginbotham now Black, just two hours ago. They were going to Cancun for their honeymoon and staying for two weeks. Bella was a bridesmaid, she stood behind her mother-the Maid of Honor-and looked beautiful in her deep blue, one-shoulder gown. The dresses were the same design but different colors. Sasha wore a simple off shoulder white dress, her hair in a bun while Bella's hair fell in soft curls around her shoulders. Em, Jazz and I wore the appropriate attire: dress shirts and black trousers. Rose had on a strapless purple and black dress with matching sandals while Alice wore a black and yellow netted dress with black heels. I swear if Rose's and Bella's outfits were switched around, we'd be color coordinated. My shirt was dark purple, Em's was a light green and Jazz's was white.
Tomorrow, I'm moving in with Bella. My apartment was rented by a husband and wife; Garrett and Kate Ross, a young newlywed couple looking for a place to stay until they could buy a house. I didn't charge them that much a month. Only six hundred a month while I paid a thousand a month; I made a deal with my landlord, Renata. They could use my furniture, my bed, and my TV but they had to keep it clean and I'm taking my dishes, silverware and appliances. They had there own stuff like that. No big animals or loud noises were allowed. They were perfect.
"Edward? You ready to go?" Bella asked in front of me, feet bare, blue heels in her hands.
"Yeah. Where're the others?"
"I haven't rallied them up yet."
"Don't worry, they're coming now," I told her, looking over her shoulder. Emmett had a tipsy Rosalie in his arms while Jazz pulled Ali's jumping form behind him. "You guys still helping me move tomorrow?"
"Yeah," they all replied.
"'K, let's go."
We said goodbye to everyone and we were off.
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Next day...
"Where do you want me to put my dresser, baby?"
"Um," she turned around, "over there in the corner."
"Okay." I didn't think a women would look beautiful in a yellow tank top, jean shorts and white canvas slip ons with her hair pulled high on top of her head...but Bella pulled it off. I wanted to drop what I was doing and take her up against the wall. "You look pretty today, by the way."
"How? I'm all sweaty and wearing ratty clothes. Not hot, Edward."
"I dunno," I shrugged. "I guess you look pretty to me always."
"Are you sucking up, Cullen?" Bella giggled.
"I don't know." I slid my dresser across the floor and placed it in the corner. "I love you. How 'bout that?"
"That's good. I love you, too."
My brother and sister and friends left a little while ago, claiming they had other things to do and left us there to unpack everything. There wasn't that much to do but most of it was heavy and needed to be handled with care. I take it they didn't want that responsibility on their shoulders. I'll get them to do heavy lifting the next time I need it.
Two hours later every piece of my stuff was put in the right place. My clothes were hung, shoes in Bella's-well ours now-closet, my pillow on the bed, my appliances added to her collection, my bathroom shit was the medicine cabinet and the shower had my shampoo and soap. I'm hoping she won't get sick of me and kick my ass out. We both like things in their place and for areas to be tidy so that's a plus. I'm not going to control her, this is her house, she pays for the bills and hopefully she'll let me help out because I'd be more than happy to save some of her money. We'll be able to do more fun things; splurge on rare items.
I'm sprawled on the couch now with a sleepy Bella lying across my chest, her face nuzzled in my neck as we watched The Wizard of Oz on AMC. Her hair is loose and I'm running my fingers through the silky strands from her temple and down her back. She's mouthing the words quietly, trying not to fall asleep. My heart swelled with love for this girl. How can anyone not fall hard for someone like her? She's absolutely amazing. So sweet and so beautiful, I thank God every day for her. Her deep breathing and puffs of air on my neck let me know that she had finally given in to her tired body and fell asleep.
"God, I love you so much," I whispered to her. A small hum was her answer and I ran my hands down her back, feeling every curve under my hands then looked at the clock. It was 10:45, a reasonable hour to go to bed. She snuggled further into me and clutched my shirt in her little fingers. I was still in my jeans and tennis shoes while her shoes had been kicked off long ago.
"Kick her..ass. My...Edward...my love...mmm, love him...husband...Gian...fuck off," Bella mumbled in her sleep. I chuckled and looked at her, discovering that her eyebrows were pinched together in anger. She must be having a confrontation with Gianna about me. I am hers, I'm not going anywhere.
"Bella?"
"Mmm."
"Wake up," I gently shook her shoulder.
"Mmm."
"Wake up, baby girl. I'm gonna take you to bed."
"Oooh, can we-"
"Not that way, sweetheart. Sleepy time for the tired girl. Come on," I sat her up and helped her to our room. She sat on the bed and fell back. I laughed went to her dresser to pick out some sleep pants then walked to my dresser to get her one of my t-shirts. "Baby, sit up. I have clothes for you."
"Why can't I just sleep in this?"
"'Cause your short will ride up your ass. You deserve to be comfy, you worked hard today."
"Hmph."
"Arms up." She lazily put her arms in the air and I pulled her tank up. "Bra on or off?"
"Off."
"You wanna do it or should I?"
"I'm too tired," she mumbled. "You've seen 'em before."
"Yes, I have."
I flicked open the latch of her bra and slid the straps down her arms. Not that seeing her breasts didn't excite me, they did but right now what I was doing wasn't sexual in any way. I was helping her. She's tired and I'd never take advantage of her that way no matter how much I wanted her. I picked up my t-shirt and slipped it over her head, pulling her hair out from under it.
"You want sleep pants or do you wanna stay in your shorts, Bells?"
"Pants." She fell back on the bed.
I unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them off then put her feet in the pant holes. "Lift up, baby." She lifted her hips a little to allow the pants to sit on her hips. I moved her up the bed and put her under the covers before I went to change my clothes. When I came back out, she was in a deep sleep. I smiled and climbed in beside her then wrapped her in my arms as her breathing lulled me to sleep.
The next morning I woke to an empty bed and the noises of heaving. I shot out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Bella was sitting on the bathroom vomiting and crying. "Oh, baby," I sighed with sympathy. "You should have told me you weren't feeling well."
"I felt fine yesterday." One heave. "It started this morning." Another heave. "I never get sick...oh, my head hurts so bad."
I pressed my hand to her forehead then cupped her face, wiping her tears with my thumbs. "Sweetheart, you're burning up. I think we need to call my dad."
"Okay." Another heave. With that, I walked out to get my phone. I dialed my dad's cell.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Dad. Bella's sick. She's got a fever, a headache and she's throwing up."
He went in to Doctor Cullen mode. "Okay, go to the drug store, get her something to settle her stomach, Tylenol for the fever and the headache, then put her in a luke warm bath and when that's done, bundle her up. You need to sweat the fever out of her. Buy some 7UP, chicken broth, and crackers or dry toast."
"Okay, thanks Dad."
"Anytime, son."
He hung up and then I got dressed. "Baby, I'm gonna go to the drug store and get you some medicine. You wanna come with me?"
"I guess."
She wore the clothes she was in and we got in the car to head to the drug store. I pulled in and helped Bella out. She leaned against my shoulder and we walked in to the store. A woman at one of the counters smiled at me. "Hello, how can I help you? Your sister looks pretty sick."
Bella snorted, "Sister? I'm his fiancee. You don't have a chance so I suggest you get that dream out of your head."
The woman's smile fell.
"Medicine, where is it?" Bella asked.
"Aisle 3."
"I'm sorry," I told the clerk, "she's cranky." I walked away to find my girl. She was picking up a bottle of Pepto Bismol. "Baby? Do you want some chicken soup and crackers?"
"I want it to go away."
"I know you do. I'm gonna take care of you."
"Wow, she's making you take care of her now? How whipped are you, Eddie?" Gianna's annoying voice asked from the end of the hallway.
"Great," Bella groaned. "Now I gotta look at her face and that's gonna make me sicker. Gravy!"
"Listen you mousy little bi-" she was cut off by a slap to her face.
"Oh, my God, Edward, she's got so much botox in her, her face didn't move." She turned back to Gianna. "Now you listen you fake slut. I'm tired, I've got a fever, I'm this close to barfing on you from the smell of your cheap perfume. You will never have him, he's mine. I have the ring, he lives with me, he loves me, how many times do I have to explain this to you?"
"It's only a matter of time-"
"Gianna, this is tiring me. How 'bout you take your fake lips and your nose job and get to steppin'."
"You might as well stop trying, Gianna," I said. "I'm already in love. I really hope you find someone."
"Yeah, maybe when Paul gets outta the slammer-and if he's not gay-you can hit him up," Bella added then turned to me. "They'd be a good match. They're both mean, verbally abusive, kinda schizo. He'd really like you. You can have rough sex all the time, he loves that."
"This isn't over," Gianna sneered and walked away.
"I win another one," Bella smiled.
"Yeah, you did, honey. Let's go home."
When we got home, I put Bella to bed, made her soup-though she wanted to make it herself-then made her take the medicine. It turned out being a lazy day so I went to bed early. The next morning I woke to an empty bed once again. Bella shuffled out, her face it's normal color but there were tears in her eyes.
"Hey, baby, you feeling better?"
"Yeah. My fever's gone and my stomach doesn't hurt anymore but Edward...I..."
"You're what?"
"I haven't gotten my cycle yet. I'm late."
"Are-are you..."
"I think I'm pregnant."
Oh shit.
A/N: Yes, I know it's kinda short but this was just sort of a filler chapter. But you have a cliffie.
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