I Do Not Own Anything Twilight

A/N: EPIC FAIL ON ME. I'm so sorry this took so long to get out. In between illness and the holidays, going out of town, this chapter just did not get finished when it should have. So I'm sorry if I kept you waiting. Annnd basically from now on I won't give you an exact posting date, but I do promise that it won't be too long in between updates. I hope you enjoy this chapter. I'm sure many of you will have questions/comments for me afterwards. Bring it on :) Oh and if you would like, follow me on Twitter. My username is LauraHilary. I often talk about the story, occasionally give teasers, or update on the status of the chapter being written. I think that's all... Enjoy!

Songs that I listened to in this chapter (everything is in order): Away From Me by Puddle of Mud; The Only Exception by Paramore; Rush by Ferras

Chapter 12: Wedding

Somewhere in Seattle:

Bottles littered the floor, and the smell of old pizza boxes reeked throughout the room. There were papers and notes scattered everywhere, containing both useful and useless pieces of information. A young man sat in a well worn recliner and tried to force himself to sleep. He knew that he'd be more comfortable in his bed across the room, but it felt cold and lonely. He picked up one of the pictures nearby and felt like throwing up. The way she let him touch her, it was disgusting.

Looking at another picture nearby, his stomach felt heavy. The way she looked at him when she picked his prude ass up from the strip club. She looked at the guy with reverence and so much love. The young man wished that he were on the receiving end of that love. But it was impossible with that fool around. All women were the same. They wanted something different and foreign to them. And Amish was as different as you could get around here.

So that's why he had to do what he was currently doing. Across the room his cell phone rang. As usual he wished that it was a certain brunette calling to say that she wanted to see him. But alas, it was not. It was just a girl that he allowed to warm his bed every once in awhile. She didn't necessarily want him romantically either which was good. And it didn't seem to bother her that the whole time he kept his eyes closed, picturing himself inside of someone else.

Up to this point in time he'd been working at this all alone. But as the time went by, he knew that he'd have to work harder to get what he wanted. He needed a partner in crime. So he answered his phone, hoping that the girl could help him get what he needed.

"Hello." He stated flatly as he flipped open his phone.

"Yeah. I could use some company later I guess." He said with a sigh.

"I need you to do me a favor though babe. No. Yes. Of course there will be something in it for you. Okay look we'll discuss it more when you get here. Mhm. 'Ight. Bye."

He hung up the phone, a smile gracing his tired face. Things would be much easier now. In no time, she would be his…finally.

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BPOV

"Ouch! Fuck Rose that hurts!" I shouted as she yanked the zipper up on my red bridesmaids dress.

"Well maybe somebody should lay off the Twinkies." Rose said giving me a stern look.

"Pft, Twinkies? No I just cook a lot with Edward. He enjoys his food." I said crossing my arms.

"Maybe you should join the gym with all of that heavy eating. I know you're used to having a skinny ass without work. But you know Edward is going to see you naked eventually and…" I held up my hand before she could finish.

"Rose, butt out. I'll start running or watching what I eat or…something." I sighed.

At that moment, Alice entered the room in her silky white robe with her dress in hand.

"It's time!" She squealed.

Rose and I exchanged smiles and walked over to Alice. I unzipped the bag and pulled out her beautiful white gown. The top was a halter, sequined to perfection. The bottom was layered with a poofy white fabric. I was sure the dress rivaled something out of a fairytale.

"Are you ready to transform into a snow princess?" I asked jokingly.

"Ha ha Bella. I'll have you know that this dress was one of my own designs. I didn't make it of course. But isn't it just perfect?" Alice gazed at the dress fondly.

Esme walked in just as we were getting Alice dressed. She blew out a heavy breath and her eyes filled with tears. It was then time to zip the back of the dress, and Esme did the honors. The photographer walked in and took a few candid shots of the special moment. Rose placed the tiara on Alice's head, and tucked the veil into the hair combs attached. I'd never seen a more beautiful bride.

After a few more pictures, and some last minute primping, we all made our way to the foyer area of the church. Carlisle gave Alice a tight lipped smile, and his eyes became glassy.

"Alice, you look lovely." He whispered.

Alice shuffled over to her father and gave him a gentle hug.

"Oh Daddy don't cry. If I start then it'll ruin my makeup!" She said in a shaky voice.

Rose and I exchanged a smile at the moment between the two. Esme patted me on the shoulder as she walked by, and was then whisked away on the arm of one of the ushers. When a few minutes had gone by, the music changed, signaling that it was time for the bridesmaids to enter the sanctuary. Rose went through the doors and made her way to the front of the church. When I counted to fifty, that meant it was my turn to go.

As I entered the room, the eyes focused on me and I felt the blush creep into my neck and face. Attention was never my favorite thing. To avoid tripping, I concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other. My eyes then focused on the front of the church and I spotted Edward standing behind Emmett. He gave me a crooked grin, and I felt a chill race up my spine. Our eyes were locked, and stayed that way even after I was standing beside Rose.

Edward looked beautiful in his white tux, and his bronze hair shiny and wild. His eyes sparkled in the light, hypnotizing me. We stayed in that trance until a different tune began to play loudly on the organ. I reluctantly pulled my gaze from him, and watched the doors as they opened slowly revealing Carlisle and Alice on the other side.

The guests all stood at once, and turned to face the back of the church. I watched as Alice entered on her father's arm, and they both looked very emotional. I looked over at Jasper as he reacted to the love of his life approaching him. The happiness on his face shone like the sun, like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time. In that moment my vision shifted the scene before me, and I watched as I walked down the aisle instead of Alice. Edward now stood in Jasper's place. I gasped realizing that I wanted that, to get married. I wanted it with Edward. It had never been something I'd put much thought into. But after that vision, I saw myself going down that path.

My daydream ended when the music stopped and the minister spoke.

"Who gives this woman to this man today?" He asked.

"Her Mother and I do." Carlisle said as he jointed Alice and Jasper's hands.

The bride and groom looked at each other and grinned, then continued towards the minister. They shifted into a stance where they faced each other, and the ceremony began.

The service continued on beautifully and soon the minister announced the couple as husband and wife. First Alice and Jasper kissed, and then walked up the aisle, stopping occasionally for a picture from the photographer. Then Rosalie and Emmett met in the center of the aisle, linking arms before walking towards the doors. Finally it was time for Edward and I to go. We met in the aisle and he gave me a kiss on the cheek before we began our walk to the back of the church.

A few hours later we were all at the Hilton Hotel for the wedding reception. The ballroom was decked out in red and white everywhere. It was like Cupid threw up, but in the most expensive, extravagant manner possible. We sat at the Bridal Party table, which was decorated with a white table cloth, a crystal vase with red and white roses as the centerpiece, and red cloth napkins. Even the ceramic plates were white with little red hearts. The food from the buffet was delicious and very French. I could tell Edward was hesitant to try it at first, but after a little prodding he gave in. He became very excited about what he was eating, claiming that "they don't make food like this at home."

"Mm I just cannot get enough of this food. Bella do you think we could make this sometime?" Edward asked with a mouthful of food.

"Thanks Edward! I thought it was very Valentine's Day appropriate. I mean who knows love better than the French?" Alice said with a grin.

I sighed, "Edward seriously I'm sure we could make this…but I barely fit into my dress this morning. We've got to cut down on the rich food!" I said dramatically.

"I think you look beautiful Bella. I love your body." Edward whispered into my ear. My whole body reddened at his words.

Before I could answer, Emmett decided to steer the conversation a different direction.

"So Jazz, you excited for all the action you're gonna get tonight?" He asked while wiggling his eyebrows.

Jasper uncharacteristically blushed and looked lovingly at Alice who grinned like the Cheshire Cat. "Yes big brother. You should see all the naughty pieces of lace I bought for tonight!"

Emmett made a gagging noise and shook his head."Shut up Alice I don't want to hear that shit about my baby sister!"

"You're the one that started talking about all the action he was going to get tonight!" Alice exclaimed.

"Yeah but that could mean from any ol' chick." Emmett shrugged. Rosalie slapped him upside the head and shook her head.

"You big idiot. Someone obviously doesn't want any action for themselves tonight!" She said. Emmett stuttered at first but then turned his attention onto Edward.

"So what about you man? Are you guys getting a room?" He asked with a sly grin. I started to protest, "Emmett shu-"

"Maybe." Edward said with a shrug. Everyone at the table went quiet, and the shock on Emmett's face was comical. He'd obviously tried to turn the heat onto Edward. We all stared open mouthed at Edward for a few moments.

"Bella would you like to dance with me?" Edward asked with his hand held out to me.

"Of course." I smiled and took his hand.

"The Only Exception" by Paramore began to play, as Edward pulled me onto the dance floor. He pulled me as close as possible, our noses were even touching. Stuff like that, to me, was just as good as sex. It was so intimate and so out of Edward's comfort zone. I couldn't ask him for more, but I was curious about his earlier comment.

"So Edward?" I gnawed my lower lip and looked up at him.

"Yes my love?" He asked.

"What you said to Emmett at the table. Were you serious? You know, about getting a room?" I asked timidly. His smile surprised me. I expected him to act embarrassed by my question.

"I thought I would tell Emmett exactly what he wanted to hear. I knew it would shock him, and quite possibly shut him up." Edward said wryly.

"Oh. Um well I think you did just that." I said with a giggle.

"We could though you know…get a room." Edward said not looking me in the eye.

"Wh-what?" I stuttered like an idiot.

"I've never stayed at a place like this you know. It would be a cool experience." Edward said quickly.

"Of course. Yes, you're right. Cool experience." I said thickly.

The rest of the evening continued nicely. The speeches were made, the garter was tossed, the bouquet was thrown, and the cake had been cut. We did a mock-rice throwing goodbye to Alice and Jasper. They were staying at the hotel in the penthouse overnight, and would leave for Hawaii in the morning. So instead of taking off in a car, they took a night ride in a white horse drawn carriage around downtown Seattle. All of us filed back inside to the lobby of the hotel. Some of the wedding guests went back to party a little more, but Edward and I lingered behind. He looked nervous and I wasn't sure why, until he grabbed my hand and walked towards the front desk.

"Yes I'd like to book a room for the night?" Edward said it like a question. His palms were a little sweaty too. The woman behind the desk eyed me curiously and then began typing on her computer.

"How many will be in the room?" She asked.

"Two." Edward said.

"One room, two queen beds?" She asked again, still typing.

"Just one. King sized if you have it." Edward said. I looked up at him with shock. One bed? Was he serious? I started to wonder if he didn't intend for me to stay with him.

"Okay one room, king sized bed. Anything else?" The attendant asked.

"That'll be it." Edward said with a smile as he handed her a shiny silver credit card.

"Thank you Mr…Cullen. Your room number 314 is on the fourth floor. It's ready for you now." She said, sliding two keys over the desk.

"Thank you." Edward said taking the keys with a confused look. He then took my hand and led me toward the elevator.

"Edward wait a second." He stopped and looked at me questioningly.

"I have a bag in Esme's car. I brought it just in case I didn't go home." I explained.

"Right. I'll run out and get it for you. Wait here." He said with a smile.

Edward returned a few minutes later with my duffle bag and we continued into the elevator up to the fourth floor. When we reached the door to our room, he flipped the card back and forth in his hand, trying to figure out how to use it.

"Here let me." I said while taking the card. I slid the card into the lock, and quickly pulled it out. The little green light lit up letting me know that it had worked. I opened the door and took a shaky breath as I walked inside. I immediately spotted the bed, and a lump formed in my throat. There wasn't a couch in sight. Edward stood silently behind me. When I looked, he was staring at the bed too. I walked over to one of the chairs by the window and sat down. I didn't want to make him uncomfortable. He walked farther into the room and sat my duffle bag on the floor.

"You know Edward, if you call down to the desk, we can request a cot. I don't mind sleeping on it."

With a slight shake of his head, he replied, "Don't be silly Bella. There is plenty of room in that bed for two people." He tried to sound confident, but I could hear his voice quiver slightly. I stood up and walked towards him.

"I think I'll get changed into my pajamas. I'm really tired." I said quietly as I grabbed my bag. Inside the bathroom I slipped of the red dress and then washed the makeup from my face. As I looked through my bag, I mentally berated myself for not packing cuter pajamas. I put on the pink and yellow striped boxers and a white tank top, and with a sigh, exited the bathroom.

Edward was standing by the window, looking at the view. He had removed his jacket and tie, and had even unbuttoned part of his shirt. He was stunningly handsome and it sent butterflies straight to my stomach. I cleared my throat and he looked at me nervously.

"I uh, didn't bring any extra clothes." Edward said so quietly that I could barely hear him.

"If you want to sleep in your boxers or whatever…it won't bother me Edward." I said.

He nodded and seemed to contemplate my words before slowly unbuttoning the rest of his shirt and sliding it off. I held in the gasp that whooshed through my body. I'd never seen Edward without a shirt before. His skin was pale and smooth, and his body was nothing short of perfect. His muscles were toned, and you could tell that it was from actual hard labor, and not from gym equipment. Then he slid of the tuxedo pants and I bit my lip. He was wearing cotton blue boxers, simple but so incredibly sexy. When he looked at me, I licked my bottom lip instinctively. Settle down Bella. You're going to freak him out.

Trying to distract myself, I walked over to the bed and turned down the covers. I climbed in and shimmied underneath the covers. After a moment, I felt the other side of the bed lower down. Edward scooted under the covers, but the bed was so big that we weren't touching. I reached over and shut off the lamp, and prayed that I'd be able to sleep knowing that Edward was right beside me, in only his boxers. The thought of him in his boxers, right beside me in the bed made me shiver.

"Are you cold Bella?" Edward whispered.

"K-kinda." I whispered back. I heard the blankets shuffle around, and then Edward was right beside me. His skin was hot against mine and I shivered again.

"You are cold." He said putting his arms around me.

I turned my neck and looked at him. Our eyes met and I couldn't help myself as my face went towards his. We kissed softly at first, but then I turned towards him. My breasts pressed against his hard chest, and everything changed. Our legs tangled together as our mouths moved feverishly against each other. I waited for Edward to pull away, to stop us, but he didn't. Instead he moved over top of me, and our eyes connected once again. One kiss. Another kiss. He begged for access into my mouth, drawing his tongue across my lower lip. Without thought I wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him closer. That's when I felt it. Oh my God, he's hard. Instinctively my hips thrust towards his erection, trying to create friction with my center. It had been so long, and I'd wanted this with Edward for so incredibly long. It surprised me when he began meeting my thrusts with his own. A familiar feeling began to build in my lower abdomen. I moaned at the sensation.

The sound of my voice awoke something in me, and then my mouth was saying "Stop!" while my body screamed "Keeping going!"

"Bella? Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" Edward asked, sounding concerned.

"N-no Edward. I-" I shook my head, not knowing how to respond. I wasn't sure why I'd stopped him.

"Are you sure I didn't hurt you." Edward asked unsure.

"Not at all. That…that was amazing Edward. It's just, are you sure that you're ready for that step?" My breathing was still uneven and ragged.

He didn't answer right away. I knew that he must have felt conflicted, and I could practically hear the guilt pouring from his brain.

"I'm…I think I'm ready Bella. How can I know for sure though?" He whispered.

"Edward, if there is any question in your head about whether you're ready or not, then that's your answer. You'll know for sure when you're ready. I don't want you to regret anything. It would hurt…both of us." I wasn't sure where the words were coming from. But I knew they must be true.

Edward blew out a breath and then ran a hand through his disheveled hair. "I don't want to stop. But at the same time…like you said…I want to know for sure. I don't want to ruin anything."

He was clearly frustrated, so I lifted up and kissed him softly on his pillow-like lips. Then he kissed me back, and we once again found ourselves moving together. Edward groaned and I knew that if I didn't stop soon, it would be too late. Gently pushing on his chest, I broke the kiss and turned onto my side facing him. Edward moved to his side as well, and wrapped his arms around me. His chin rested on my head, while my head rested on his chest. His heart thumped wildly, and I smiled knowing that I was the reason for its fast pace. Edward sighed as I nestled against him."I love you Isabella Swan."

"I love you Edward Cullen. Goodnight." I breathed.

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