A/n: Thanks again for the reviews, my people. Isabella and Eddie are going to have another mushy-ish chapter, but I promise the drama is near…

BPOV

As I walked through the mall with Alice and Rosalie, I realized I was pissed off at myself. I was actually forcing myself to buy new clothes and bags. I didn't care about any of it anymore. I just cared about what my Eddie was doing, where he was and if he was thinking about me, too. I've never not cared about shopping or material things. And for god sakes, I wasn't even checking out cute guys anymore. Fuck, I am really losing it here.

"Bella. Did you hear me?" I heard Alice's annoyed voice ask me.

"Oh, uh, yeah. The red one."

"That's what I thought. You didn't hear one thing I just said, did you? I asked where you wanted to eat."

"Guys, I am so sorry. I was just thinking…"

"Uh huh," Rosalie replied as she rolled her eyes.

We arrived at the dreaded mall food court to grab a quick bite before I had to be home. At 6:30 no less. All I had wanted to do with my afternoon was go be with Edward, but Alice and Rosalie practically kidnapped me and drug me to my former sanctuary. I was just hoping Charlie wasn't going to play 'parent' too much longer.

After I finished my fries and coke, I looked up and noticed my two girlfriends staring at me with raised eyebrows. Alice placed her hand on top of mine.

"Bella, honey. You've got it bad, don't you?"

"Got what? I don't have anything," I said as I shrugged my shoulders.

"Bella, you love him."

"No I don't."

"Yes you fucking do, Bella," Rose replied, "It's written all over your face."

I looked over at Alice questioningly. I really needed some advice, because let's face it, I was new at this. "I…I…I don't know what to do. He's all I think about. What the hell is happening to me?"

"It's called falling in love, Bella. Nothing is wrong with you, don't worry."

"But…but…I can't tell him or anything. He'll…he'll…freak out and run away! Look at what happened to Jessica? What do I do?"

"Do not fucking tell him, Bella," Rose chimed in. "He will run. It's too soon."

"Well? What did you two do, then?"

Alice began, "Well, I told Jasper first. But it was the right time. We had been together for awhile, and I knew he loved me too. We were in the throes of passion, and it just…slipped out. I wasn't surprised when he told me he loved me back right away. Plus, he's not a romantic retard like Edward." Listening to Alice's perfect story made me feel a million times better. Not.

"Well, I never told Emmett," Rose said, "I made his big dumbass tell me first. I suggest that's what you do, Bella. Just wait, and he'll tell you."

Alice nodded her head, agreeing with Rose. My fears were confirmed. I wouldn't tell him.

"But, he may not l-l-love me…that's what I'm afraid of."

"Ah, you must be kidding," Alice reassured me." I am so sick of hearing your name. 'Bella' this, 'Bella' that. He even talks to Esme about you on the phone. She's over the fucking moon!"

"Really?"

"Really, Bella. He's head over heels," she patted my hand reassuringly. "Now let's go to the lingerie store, girls. I think we owe it to our men."

EPOV

My best friends and I were sitting around my house, playing video games and drinking beer for the hundredth time. I threw down the controller in frustration. I couldn't concentrate. I had Bella on the brain. At school today I had made sure to stake my claim on her. I hardly ever let go of her. Why was she even talking to that loser Jake earlier? He knows she's mine. What were they laughing about? I can tell he likes her. I will beat that little fucker so help me…

"So uh, Edward…." Emmett began and cleared his throat. "How's the new relationship with fair Bella going?"

I avoided his eyes. "Great."

Jasper nudged me in the ribs." How are things in the bedroom?" God dammit. I knew this was coming.

" It's better than great."

"Well spill it fuckface!" "What does she look like naked?" "Does she shave?" "What does she taste like?" There were too many questions being shot at me at once, and it was really pissing me off that they were even asking.

"I'm not fucking telling you assholes! Now shut up!"

"Bro, bro…come on! You always kiss and tell!" I was about to tell my friends to go fuck themselves. I didn't need them anyway. I had her. I began to storm out of the room until Jasper stopped me. "Ed, come back, alright?"

"Fuck that, let that traitor leave!" Emmett yelled.

"Emmett, it's ok," Jasper said," You wouldn't divulge any information about Rosalie's body to us, would you? Think about it. I would never tell you anything about Alice. Just leave it alone."

Emmett pouted for a moment and nodded in agreement. "Ok, fine for now. But I expect to hear everything when you guys break up."

I bridged the gap between Emmett and me in two bounds and got in his face.

"Shut the FUCK up, Emmett. We are NOT breaking up." I was so sick of these two living vicariously through my sexual conquests. How dare he talk that way.

"Whoa, bro! Ok! Shit!" Emmett pushed me back.

Jasper's jaw dropped and he patted me on the shoulder.

"Listen, man, we're gonna hit the road. The girls should be done soon, anyway."

I watched them walk out the door, and I was relieved. I can't believe I just yelled at my best fucking friend over a girl. But she wasn't just any girl. And I wanted her to know that.

I ran up to my room remembering the purchase I had been waiting to give to her. I rummaged through my desk drawer and pulled it out. I sat on my bed and turned the light blue box over in my hands before opening it to reexamine it.

I bought her a necklace with a simple silver chain, and hanging from it was a square diamond pendant. It was simple and delicate. Just like her. I had been holding onto it for a few days, and felt the sudden urge to give it to her now. I pulled out my phone needing to know her whereabouts. I dialed her number and waited. And waited. "Hey, it's Bella. Leave me a mess-" I slammed my phone shut and threw it on the bed next to me. Where was she? She was becoming like a drug to me, and I needed to be near her, touch her, or something...anything…before I went to sleep tonight.

I felt my abused phone vibrate and picked it up.

Hey. Sorry I didn't pick up. What's up?

Not too much. Just wanted to see what you were up to. Lie. I miss the shit out of you.

I'm currently being held hostage in my father's kitchen watching him eat dinner.

I'll call you in a bit.

Ok, Isabella. You better.

I will, Eddie baby.

At that moment, I got an idea. If she couldn't come to me I would go to her. Perfect. I leapt up from my bed and grabbed my car keys.

When I pulled up to the street behind Bella's house, I was careful to turn off my lights and lightly closed my car door. I cut through the back yard of one of her neighbors, and spied the tree that I was about to climb to get to Bella's window. Her light was on and I could see movement coming from inside her room.

I began to scale the tree, testing each limb before I put my weight on it. When I reached her window, I peered in and saw my beautiful girl between the slit in the curtains. She was looking in the mirror and pulling her hair back, only clad in boy shorts and a tiny white tank top. Bella Swan is pure fucking sex. I almost lost my footing while admiring her. Why did I even do this? Her dad would throw me in the slammer if I was caught.

She picked up her phone and began dialing a number. I was reaching into my pocket to check my phone, because she could very well be calling me. Oh. No dice. Who was she talking to? She was smiling and laughing at whoever was on the other end. It better not be Jake Black or any other fucker.

My emotions were beginning to take over, so I decided to knock lightly on the window. She looked up, a little scared, but got up from her bed and pulled the curtain back. Her face lit up when she saw it was me. She opened the window with ease, and I climbed through, careful not to make any noise.

"Mom, can I call you tomorrow? I just got really tired. Bye." Ah! Good 'ole Mom.

She threw her phone down and flung herself into my arms.

"What are you doing here?" she whispered.

"I had to see you." I whispered back. I inhaled her scent and stroked her hair.

She pulled from our embrace and met my eyes.

"Charlie will fucking murder us if he finds you in here. What were you thinking?"

" I wasn't, Bella. I just wanted to give you something." She kept looking toward me and the door of her bedroom, like Charlie had already heard me. I felt around in my pocket and grasped the necklace in my fist.

"And it couldn't wait until tomorrow?"

"Are you mad I came? Because I can leave-"

She placed a chaste kiss on my lips and smiled. "No, Eddie. I'm sorry," she said and shook her head. "I am so glad you came. Don't leave."

"Come here. I got you something." I placed her in front of me, and we were both staring into her mirror.

"Close your eyes." I fumbled with the clasp on her necklace while she waited. Stupid delicate girl things, why must they be so complicated?

When I got it open, I placed it around her neck and closed the clasp. I looked at her in the mirror while she had her eyes closed, and admired how beautiful she looked in the necklace. Perfection.

"Ok, you can open them."

She opened her eyes and gasped.

"Oh my god, Edward. It's beautiful." She leaned into the mirror and examined it more closely.

Then, she turned and kissed me passionately. My tongue danced with hers as she pushed me back and onto the bed. I broke the kiss.

"Bella, your father is in the next room," I whispered.

"He's asleep, silly. We'll just have to be quiet."

This was wrong, but I could never say no to her. I knew that now. She sat up and straddled me, removed her tank top, and freed her beautiful breasts from her bra. I reached up and kneaded them and pinched her nipples, which in turn led to her grinding her hips onto me. While she dry humped me, I watched my necklace swing back and forth on her creamy skin. She looked so much better in it half naked.

She lifted herself up off of me and unbuttoned my jeans. I helped her along by pulling every article of clothing on my lower half off of me and onto the floor. I couldn't get my clothes off fast enough. I heard a small rip as I pulled off my t shirt and flung it across the room. God, this is wrong. Charlie would shoot me if he happened to walk in.

Fuck it.

She slid her little shorts down and had on nothing underneath. The sight of her smooth sex was making my mouth water. But none of that while Charlie is sleeping in the next room. Bella wouldn't be able to handle that kind of sensation and be quiet about it.

I pulled back the covers on her bed and pulled her underneath them with me. I positioned myself so that I was spooning her from behind. I put my arms around her waist and held her as tight as I could without hurting her. Even though we were as close to each other as we could be, I felt like I couldn't get close enough.

I nibbled her ear, and licked her bare shoulder and neck. Both of us began breathing heavily. I trailed my hand down her waist and touched the wetness in between her legs. She threw her head back against my shoulder and moaned. Loudly.

I put my free hand over her mouth. "Shhh Bella." She nodded her head. I kept my hand over her mouth to make sure she wouldn't have any more slip ups. I lifted my hips and guided my cock slowly into her. It took everything in me not to cry out. She felt even tighter than usual, because of the position, and was so fucking wet.

I began rubbing circles on her swollen clit, and pumped my cock in and out of her. This was driving me absolutely crazy. I began going at a faster pace, rubbing her clit and pumping my cock, not able to help it. I needed release.

I began to feel her muscles clench around me and she screamed loudly into my hand. I panicked and pushed her face into her pillow. I pumped her faster, squeezed her little ass, and spilled deep inside her. I trembled against her back like a little baby, embarrassed that I got off so quick.

I took my hand off her mouth and she turned to face me, laughing quietly. She wrapped her hands around my neck and looked into my eyes.

"What?" I asked her and stroked her cheek. Was she laughing at my performance?

"Nothing," she whispered, "It's just…I am so fucking loud. I need to work on that."

I kissed her on the cheek and smiled. Whew. "Don't change. I like it."

"Yeah, but if I ever want to fuck you in a public place, we're hosed."

I couldn't help but laugh. She was right, after all.

"Edward, I love my necklace. Thank you."

She sighed and I held her for a few minutes stroking her hair, before I realized she had her eyes closed. I poked her. Nothing. Shit, she's asleep, and clinging onto me for dear life. I lay there a few minutes more, contemplating how to move her.

"Mmm. Eddie."

"Yes?"

"Mmm. Bad Eddie." Oh fuck, I forgot. She talks in her sleep sometimes. She must be dreaming.

"I don't want you to go…mmm…don't leave me," she sighed in her sleep and held me tighter. I kissed her hair. Did she think I was leaving her?

"But, I love you Eddie...don't go…"

I froze.

Part of me wanted to throw up, and part of me wanted to jump up and down on the bed like a five year old. Do I love her, too? I don't really know. On the one hand, she has had the strongest hold on me that a girl has ever had. I hate being away from her. On the other hand, love means marriage and kids and white picket fences. I definitely was not ready for that. And I've only known her a short time. I could figure all this out later, but for now, I need to get home.

I shimmied out of her grip, got dressed and slipped out the window, careful not to kill myself on the way down. I made my way to the Volvo, a million thoughts running through my head.

Bella Swan is in love with me. Bella Swan loves me. Great? Oh, shit.

A/n: Oh, you know how boys are. Confused. Well, guys, I'm off to a much needed vacation to the beach, but I'll update as soon as I get back. Later!