Chapter 13
dry my eyes so you won't know
dry my eyes so it won't show
i know you're right behind me
and don't you let me go, let me go tonight
lykke li, tonight
~BPOV~
We stood, bound in one another's arms for some time. It felt like an eternity, but we still wanted it to go on longer. I pulled away and just stared into his eyes, realizing how much I had missed him. I had missed his face, his smell, his voice, his electricity, and most of all, my love for him.
When I leaned back, he surprised me. He leaned his face closer to mine, our eyes just inches apart. I felt the static was stronger than it had ever been. He closed his eyes and kissed me. It felt even better than holding him in my arms. I kissed him back, our lips moving together. I wrapped my hands around his neck, and he put his hands on my back. My skin burnt in a very good way where his skin met mine. He smelt so good. I wanted to move my lips down his neck and just drink his blood. I couldn't do that though. I loved him. We kept kissing more passionately until he pulled away. I looked at him in shock, but he was breathless. I had forgotten about his human frailties. I listened to his heart slow back down to a normal pace, and his breathing become more even. I wanted to kiss him so bad. After I'd already experienced it, I wanted more. I was greedy.
~EPOV~
I didn't know why, but I couldn't resist the electric pull anymore. I kissed her without a second thought. Her icy hands wound around my neck, but it felt warm where she touched me. I put my arms around her waist, pulling her closer to me. I started getting dizzy, and even though it hurt, I had to pull away. I pulled back, but still kept her in my arms, waiting for my heart and my breathing to slow.
Bella just stared at me, with a sort of smirk on her lips. After I was alright, I leaned into her again, but she put a finger on my lips. "I don't want you to start thinking I'm easy," she said in a teasing way. She grabbed my hand and led me out of the club.
We started walking down the sidewalk just feeling the electricity between us. I don't know about her, but I wanted to kiss her so bad, it was almost painful.
"Do you want me to take you home?" I asked.
"Right now, I'm not exactly sure where that is," she said quietly.
"Why don't you come to my place?" I invited.
"Don't think you'll be getting lucky," she warned.
"I never thought I would," I answered, blushing.
She laughed and pulled me into an embrace. "I love you," I whispered. It was very low, and I didn't think she would hear me. "I'd be willing to bet that I love you more,"she replied. We stayed like that for a while, then she started walking me towards my car.
"Come on, if you want to get to Forks by morning," she said. I just followed her and got in the driver's seat. She sat in the passenger seat. The whole ride home was quiet, we just held each other's hand and felt the warmth coming form each other. Even though she was cold, she felt warm. It was complicated to explain.
We pulled into my driveway, and I parked my car. I tried to get to her side and open her door, but she was too fast. She opened her own door, and started walking to the house. I ran to catch up with her, and took her hand in mine. I took the house key out of my pocket and quietly unlocked the door. Bella just followed me, not making a single sound. I wondered if that was a vampire thing.
~BPOV~
We walked through the moonlit night, just enjoying the peace. I pulled him into a hug, loving the warmth that washed over me from his presence. I had been so cold all of my life. Now I was with Edward and everything was on fire. He whispered he loved me. He loved me... I had been dying to hear him say those words since I met him. My heart felt more alive than ever. I could almost feel the ghost of its beating. It took me a while to reply, but I came up with a pretty good come-back if you ask me. "I'd be willing to bet that I love you more," I answered. So we went back to his place. I felt somewhat nervous. I didn't know why, but being with Edward completely alone made me feel something like stage fright.
He led me up the three flights of stairs and up to the last hallway. We walked past all the other doors, to his on the end of the hall. He opened up the door. In the center, there was a huge un-made golden bed in the center. There were shelves of music and expensive sound systems. There were books and clothes scattered across the floor.
I laughed. "Don't you have a maid or something," I joked.
"Only on Mondays," he answered sarcastically. I turned to his shelves and started looking through the assortment of music. He listened to a lot, not one specific genre. It ranged from Beethoven to Beyonce.
He was laying on his bed with his hands behind his head, just watching me. I looked at him, in all his perfection. I sauntered over and sat next to him. He smiled at me, then yawned. "Are you tired?" I wondered.
"Just...a little," He said in between yawns. I looked at the clock above his bed. It was already 4 AM.
"You get on your pj's. I'll give you some privacy." I went out the door and stood in the hallway. After a minute, he opened the door. He was just wearing a tank top and some shorts. I almost stopped my habit of breathing.
He went ahead and lay in his bed, patting a spot beside him, where I was apparently supposed to sit. He looked at me, his eyelids slightly drooping from exhaustion. "You can sleep," I whispered. He was really tired, because he didn't seem to notice when I pulled the covers over his limp body. I sat layed back down beside him, and he pulled me into his arms. I put my arms around him, and listened to his breathing gradually slow.
I started humming a lullabye to him. I didn't know why at first. Then I realized it was the song my mother used to sing to me when she tucked me in, before she would say she loved me. I closed my eyes, forcing back the pain. I just concentrated on his breathing, and nothing else mattered.