A/N: I delayed posting it for a while because I wanted to make sure it was perfect or as close to it as I could get. It still isn't exactly like I saw it in my mind, but I'm still very happy with it overall. And it is LONG. So be prepared, and it isn't the full date. Writers block sucks!
The song for this is "Fall for You" by Secondhand Serenade. I have had that song stuck in my head all week so it just came out in the story. Plus if you listen to the music it goes pretty well. So if you want to listen to it I encourage you to do so the links for everything in this chapter are in my profile.
"My Favorite Accident" won the poll; it actually more or less kicked this stories butt all over the place. So when I can I will be updating that one twice a week and I will attempt to keep up with my once a week deal with this one.
So without further ado I give you Chapter 13.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Nothing but the awesome little place you will here about in this chapter.
Chapter 13: Fall For You (Part I)
BPOV
"Are you ready" Alice asked.
"I've been ready all morning Alice, and if you don't show me soon you are going to be late." I told her exasperated beyond belief at this point.
Alice had gotten me up at 8 this morning jumping around like a first grader on the first day of school. It was frightening to be completely honest. She jumped on my bed and yelled, "Get your cute little butt up Miss Swan, we have places to be, hot guys to see, and pretty dresses to put on."
"Don't you have a house of your own?" I groaned completely content to sleep some more until she pulled my covers off and forced me into a shower. The last couple of hours from there were a blur of her and Rose tag teaming me; one pulling out my hair while the other applied make up.
They took a break while my hair curled and got themselves dressed. Being as gorgeous as they were it took them minutes and they looked stunning as always. They explained to me that my hair was stubborn and that the make-up needed a dramatic look that simply took trial and error to achieve, so I suffered in silence.
Alice was wearing a pink glossy bubble dress that fit her personality to a T. Her spiky hair was gelled out in a careful way so that it didn't look greasy or punk, it made her look like a model especially with her tiny stature. And with her crazy stripper high heels she was my height. (A/N: Dress in Profile)
Rose wore a short strapless dress. It was much more daring than Alice's. It was leopard print silk with a layer of back tool on top and a red belt that made the dress have an empire waist. It looked stunning on her with her wavy blond hair and long toned legs; my self confidence took a huge hit merely being in her presence. (A/N: Dress in profile)
When they were satisfied that my hair had just enough curl they took the curlers out and preceded to bobby pin my hair in various places. I was trying to count the number they used, but at about 20, I decided my attempts were futile and accepted the inevitable. Besides I'd find out tonight when I was taking them all out…
…that is unless Edward takes them out for me sooner than that.
Okay Bella, mind out of the gutter. Just because you have an issue keeping your hands to yourself doesn't mean that he does too. Okay well actually he did but, he probably hasn't even thought about that. God, I'm such a pervert.
I was pulled out of my spacing when Alice spun the chair around to face the mirror. I was shocked. I stood up and stupidly reached out to touch the mirror. I pulled my hand back in amazement when it came into contact with the glass. I was…hot. Wow I didn't think that was even possible.
When I got over my momentary shock I did a little twirl in my dress and was satisfied when I found it floated up as I spun. It was midnight blue, and went down to my knees. It had a halter neckline that was jeweled all the way around, so unfortunately I had to go without a bra. But you couldn't even tell. (A/N: Dress in Profile.)
Alice and Rose giggled at my reaction. I couldn't blame them though, it was a little bit foolish, but I was amazed at what the right dress and a little bit- ok maybe a lot of make-up could do. Rose was an excellent make-up artist, so well that even with all the junk she put on, not only did I look hotter, but I didn't look like a whore.
"Shit it is getting late! I better go anything you want to tell me Bella? I promise I'll act surprised and everything." Alice begged.
"Sorry, but I am bound by the laws of pinkie promises. Besides Jasper is getting such a kick out of surprising you for once, let the poor man have his fun." I coaxed.
"Pinkie promises? What is this second grade?" Rose scoffed from the corner before Alice cut in.
"You're right Bella: he is so excited about this I would feel guilty if I cheated him out of it. Damn him and his adorableness. Can you at least tell me one thing?" She pouted puppy dog face and all.
"That depends."
"Will I have fun?" She asked sheepishly.
"Alice you're with Jasper even if it was stupid you two would have fun anyways. And besides Jasper knows you better than you know you half the time, I'm pretty sure he has it under control. Actually I know for a fact he has it more than under control. You know he even had to call in some special favors for this? You are going to have a blast, guaranteed. Hell I'll even pinkie promise." I threw in for Rose's sake.
She rolled her eyes at me and we had a group hug moment before Alice pulled away and said, "Well seeing as you told me a little something I can tell you something."
I just about knocked her over as I embraced her again and waited for her information.
"You're date consists of two parts, and both are thoughtful and sweet. Edward put a lot of work, and I mean A LOT of work into doing this for you. You are a lucky girl Bella. You both are, even if they are my brother's I have to admit they know how to be romantic when they want to."
And with that she ducked out of Rose's room and went downstairs to greet Jasper. I followed her out of the room while Rose stood contemplating what she said for a moment.
"ALICE!" She screamed before running out of the room at top speed going much faster than I thought possible in stilettos. She caught up to her at the top of the stairs and paused to catch her breath. Alice looked sheepish for some reason, but I couldn't figure out why. That is, until Rose spoke.
"YOU KNOW?!" She yelled more in excitement than in anger.
"Of course Emmett can't keep secrets to save his life. Besides he wanted a girl's prospective. But I can't tell you anymore than that Emmett can be romantic and that you will have more fun then you think. I pinkie promised." She winked at me as she said that part and I attempted to stifle my giggles.
Rose threw up her arms in exasperation and air kissed each of her cheeks before whispering something in her ear. Alice then gave me one last hug and I gave her a once over to assure she looked perfect for Jasper. And she did of course.
I could practically hear Jasper's jaw drop and his heartbeat pick up as Alice slowly descended the stairs. Rose and I stayed upstairs figuring it would be best to give them some privacy.
It was noon so Rose still has two hours before her date and I have 7. Seven hours to not fall, wipe off my make-up or screw up my hair. It was going to be the longest 7 hours of my life.
Two hours later Emmett arrived in style with a hot red Mercedes Benz.
Rose and I had spent the last two hours in speculation. I had very little to go on and she had less. All I knew was that it consisted of two parts and Edward had put a lot of work into it. All Rose knew was that it was something she would like and that some part of it would be romantic. But Emmett's idea of romantic and normal people's idea of romantic were two completely different things. So basically we had nothing.
When Emmett knocked on the door to announce his arrival, I assured Rose she looked gorgeous and threw off my heels before bolting down the stairs to open the door. Emmett looked almost nervous when I first opened the door, but then he looked confused.
"Is that my clumsy little sister?" Yeah, he had taken to calling me his younger sister lately.
"Of course, Emmett who did you think it was?" I giggled at his mildly shocked expression.
"I don't know, but you don't look so little anymore. You look…" He paused trying to find the right word."You look hot. Edward is going to have a hard time keeping his hands off you. Good thing I told him about the birds and the bees this morning. I have a feeling that information might be handy tonight." He told me trying to hide his laughter as my face turned bright red.
"Oh you didn't Emmett!" I said completely shocked by Emmett's complete lack of tact when it came to anything.
"I did. And you know what I think you should hear it too. As an older brother it's my obligation to make sure you make good choices."
"ROSE GET YOUR PRETTY LITTLE ASS DOWN HERE BEFORE YOUR BOYFRIEND TRIES TO GIVE ME THE SEX TALK!" I yelled from the bottom of the stairs.
I heard heels clicking on the hardwood above before I saw her heels as she began to descend the stairs. I let out a sigh of relief before retreating to the kitchen to avoid the sure to be inevitable love feast that was about to take place.
Before I could leave the room I heard Emmett's booming laugh, "Don't forget to be safe tonight Bella. I don't want to be an uncle anytime soon!"
His laugh was abruptly cut off when Rose came into view. I threw her a wink before I successfully made it to the kitchen.
Alright just five more hours.
I spent the next five hours trying to keep my mind thoroughly occupied while not sweating, ruining my hair, make-up, nails, nothing. I didn't realize how many things were off limits because of those parameters.
I was also all by myself. Esme had gone on a girl's weekend with Liz and a couple of other moms and wouldn't be back till Monday. Carlisle was working another long shift at the hospital and wouldn't be back till Sunday. So until Edward arrived, I had the house all to myself.
I was going to watch a sappy long movie to take up the time like titanic, but then I realized I would cry, so that was out. Then I was going to listen to music, but that usually ends in dancing which could end in sweating or tripping.
In the end I settled on reading in a kitchen chair so I wouldn't lean back and mess up my hair. I was reading Pride and Prejudice for the hundredth time, and I still couldn't get enough of it. Jane Austen just had such a way with words.
Before I knew it, it was 7 and there was a knock at the door.
"Shit!" I mumbled putting my book down and strapping my heels on.
I fast walked to the door (afraid running would equal falling), but stopped in the bathroom to check to make sure I still looked good.
I threw the door open and I think I may have started to drool at the sight in front of me. But who could blame me? He looked absolutely gorgeous in his form fitting button up shirt and black dress pants. He even had flowers for me and everything, but not just any flowers he had my favorite; lilies.
"Wow Bella you look beautiful." He told me clearly as dazzled by me as I was by him.
"Right back at you." I winked at him.
He chuckled before embracing me in a tight hug and whispering in my ear, "I missed you today."
"Me too." I sighed back into his.
He kissed me lightly on the cheek and held out his arm for me, "Shall we?" he asked gesturing to the door.
"I believe we shall." And with that he led me to the car and opened the door for me before heading to his respective side.
"So are you going to fill me in on your big secret plans yet?" I hedged.
He frowned at me but kept his eyes on the road. "You are so impatient. We will be there shortly or at least at the first stop shortly." He informed me glancing sideways at me to see if I picked up on his hint.
"First place?" I asked feigning confusion.
"Yeah we have two places we need to go to." He said buying my confusion, and who said I couldn't act?
"And that's all you're going to tell me?" I asked.
"Yep." He said popping the 'P' and squeezing my hand.
All too soon I saw him take a familiar turn off into the woods that most people didn't know existed, and we pulled up to a house that I knew immediately.
"What are we doing here?" I asked not faking the confusion I could feel written all over my face.
He chuckled at my face before getting out to open my door. He offered his hand and I took it as we descended the stairs to his house. He opened the door and we both scooted in. The entire house was pitch black except for a little bit of light that I guessed was coming from the living room.
I followed his lead towards the light and stopped dead in my tracks when we crossed the threshold to the living room. All the furniture was removed from the room save for a table in the middle of the room, with two seats, and the grand piano that was still on its rise off to the side of the room.
And to top it all off the only light came from the freesia scented candles that surrounded the piano and the long candlesticks that lit the table. I'm pretty sure my jaw dropped in shock.
I jumped when his hand came to the small of my back and he whispered in my ear," Surprise."
I turned around to see the beautiful crooked smile that I knew would be on his face and wasn't disappointed in the least bit. I threw my arms around his necks and kissed his neck before whispering in his ear, "It's perfect."
"It is now." He told me his emerald eyes burning as he pulled me closer.
We untangled ourselves from each other realizing we had all night. He pulled out my chair and I thanked him before he disappeared into the dark kitchen and reemerged with two plates. He set mine down and my face lit up as I saw what it was; Lasagna, another one of my favorites.
"What?" He asked when he noticed I wasn't eating merely staring at him in awe "It's not that bad is it?"
I laughed at his disappointed face before reassuring him," No I have yet to taste it."
"What are you waiting for?"
"I was thinking about how incredibly thoughtful and amazing you are and how lucky I am to have you." I told him before grabbing his hand across the table.
"I know I'm just that amazing, now go on try it, please." He begged using his Alice puppy dog eyes.
"Okay, okay, I'll eat it. Gosh someone is so pushy." I joked before slowly poking it and lifting it to my mouth. I smelled it quickly first and it smelled delicious. I was tempted to tease him some more, but I hadn't eaten all day and I was hungry.
It was amazing. I had to ask," Where did you get it from this time, it's really good!" I told him my mouth was still full from another bite.
"You really like it?" He asked incredulously.
"Of course I like it, it's incredible wherever you got this from we should go there sometime. If their lasagna is this good I can't even imagine how good everything else will be." I told him still shoveling more into my mouth.
He laughed at me before I began to get self conscience and dropped my fork. Oh god he probably thinks I'm really gross, I mean I did just talk with food in my mouth.
He immediately understood my halt and stopped laughing abruptly. "I wasn't laughing at you Bella; I was laughing at your reaction."
"What was so funny about my reaction?" I asked pulling my hand away to play with my dress fabric while the other twirled the fork on my plate.
"Will you stop this self conscience non sense?" he asked getting out of his chair.
He walked over to my side of the table and crouched down in at my feet bringing us eye level, but I kept my head down trying to hide my bright red display of embarrassment that was playing all over my cheeks. When I refused to meet his eyes he lifted up my chin and took both of my hands in his stopping any fiddling I had been doing.
"I was surprised that you liked the food because I made it." He told me.
That certainly got my attention. My head snapped up and my cheeks flamed even worse as I realized that I jumped to the wrong conclusion…again.
"Really?!" I asked in a squeaky little voice.
"Really" He chuckled as his hand cupped my rosy red cheeks.
"I didn't know you could cook."
"Liz taught me last weekend while you girls went shopping." He told me his eyes shinning with pride at his accomplishment.
"Wow, I have to say I'm impressed" I admitted.
"Glad to hear." He told me getting back up to the other side so he could finish his meal.
We both discussed trivial things while we ate figuring that serious discussion could wait. I told him all about my makeover from hell, which he thoroughly enjoyed. And then he told me how nervous the guys were about their dates.
When we finished eating, I could tell he was getting nervous because he began to tap his fingers on the table. I put my hand over his to stop his movements and he looked up at me apologetically.
"Sorry." He mumbled.
"What's got you so jumpy all of the sudden?" I asked.
"I want to show you something." He told me getting up and walking to my side of the table.
He already had my hand so he simply pulled me up. When he did so, he pulled me right into his chest bringing us nearly eye to eye, despite the height difference. I looked deeply into his eyes trying to decipher his mood and all I found was anxiety, anticipation, adoration, and nervousness.
I waited for him to pull me towards whatever it is that he needed to show me, but when he didn't I felt he may need a little assurance. I squeezed his hand tightly and gave him a quick kiss, "Lead the way."
He seemed to snap out of it and pulled me over to the corner of the room by the piano. He hesitated briefly before pulling his hand out of mine and sitting on the bench. I immediately felt disappointed, but it was quickly dispelled when he patted the space next to him. I complied.
"Do you remember when I told you on our first date that I could play?" he asked nervous again.
"Of course I remember it." I assured him.
"Well I kind of understated it. Music is one of the most important things in my life. I love to play, I can get lost in the notes or simply let my hands take over and express everything I feel, maybe even better than I can with words." He told me pleasure evident in his eyes as he told me about his passion.
"And early this week the night after you saved the boy and let me sleep over, I got to hear you dream. It was one of the most amazing moments I've ever witnessed because as you slept you told me something. You told me that you loved me." He said finally turning to look at me.
"I do, very much so." I confirmed.
"And I you." He said reaching over to grab both my hands and placing a kiss on each of them. "It was after you said that my music, my other love, came into my mind. While you slept my mind made up a beautiful composition all for you. I couldn't sleep that night because it was all that preoccupied my mind. In the morning I came back to the house and got it all out of my head. I had Alice help me make sure it was perfect, that's why we were late for work." He told me looking sheepish.
"You wrote a piece…for me?" I asked incredulously.
He nodded in embarrassment, but I was having none of that.
"Play it for me."
"You actually want to hear it?" He asked surprised.
"Of course I do. I've wanted to hear you play since the moment I found out you could and now I finally get my chance."
"Okay." He said a bit nervous.
He positioned his hands in the right place over the ivories and closed his eyes. At first they took on a look of deep concentration and his eyebrows furrowed like he was thinking hard about something. Then abruptly it passed and was replaced by a serene expression. He was so beautiful in that moment that it almost took my breath away.
Then, he began to play. It began quietly, the notes soft and almost unbearably sweet, like a lullaby. As he continued I began to understand that this was how he saw me. It was the single most beautiful piece of music I had ever heard, and he had written it for me. There was so much love in it that you could practically feel it radiating from the piano. (A/N: Music in profile)
I almost closed my eyes, but reconsidered after realizing what a loss that would be. I needed all my senses to thoroughly enjoy his piece:
My vision began to blur and the tears sprang from them as I let the music overwhelm my senses. My eyes took him in as he played his heart out to me and if I thought he had looked beautiful ever before in my life, I was wrong. Nothing compared to him playing. He looked like an angel with the soft glow from the candles illuminating his face.
My nose smelled the freesia candles. I knew he had picked them because when he told me I smelled good, he told me I smelled like freesias.
My sense of touch had found itself being pulled closer and closer to his body. My hands, which had previously been resting in my lap ached to touch him and settled on his thighs.
And the sense that seemed to be the most overwhelmed was my ears. They listened closely and intently to the music that was playing straight from his soul. They could hear how well it corresponded to the loud beating of my heart. The two sounds seemed to be in sync.
As he got to the end the music began to slow until the very last note sounded very softly. It hung resonating in the air around us for a few seconds combining with the smell of the candles, the sound of our heartbeats and the continuous waves of emotion rippling off both of us.
I was speechless as I watched him slowly remove his hands from the keys. He kept his eyes shut tightly for a couple of seconds and I saw a single tear spring from his eyes and fall onto my hand which was still resting on his thigh. He sat very still for a few more seconds before slowly opening his eyes and turning to catch my expression.
Before my brain could catch up to my impulses I had thrown myself into his arms and was currently placing kisses all over his face, anywhere where my lips could reach. He chuckled lightly at my reaction before stopping me.
"You liked it?" He asked seemingly surprised by my obvious approval.
"Liked it? Edward, I loved it. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. You are incredible, I simply don't measure up." I told him before returning my lips to his for a kiss that I hoped would tell him just how much I loved his music.
When I pulled back to breathe he kissed my neck up to my ear and whispered, "It is I who does not measure up."
Before I could respond to that he decided I had a long enough break for breath and our heated kiss continued. I had somehow found my way onto his lap and was loving the feel of his body pressed closely against mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist, straddling him,and pulled myself close. He got the hint and stood up realizing that the bench was not sufficient space for the two of us.
He didn't get far. He sat me down on the piano keys making the loudest most unharmonious sound possible; my ass was no Edward in terms of piano skills. But despite the sound, Edward was all I could think, all I could feel, all I could touch, all I could smell. I was immersed in him and all I wanted was to quite literally have him immersed in me.
Unfortunately when I reached for his shirt buttons he had other plans. He grabbed my hands before I could get further than the first button. He shot me a disapproving look and attempted to hide the lust that was residing just below the surface.
"What?" I asked innocently holding up my hands like a criminal surrendering.
"You know what. As much as I would love to continue this, we still have one more place to be before the night is over." He told me assuring me with his eyes that he in no uncertain terms wanted to stop.
I tried my best pouting face but to no avail. I decided it was best to give in and be a good loser who knows maybe we could continue this later. Unfortunately now I was all keyed up.
"So where are we off to now?" I asked as I unwound my legs from his waist and ungracefully plopped off the piano.
"You know I'm not going to answer that right." He said attempting to straighten his clothes and make it look like we almost didn't just have sex on his piano. Keyword being almost.
"Yes, I know but I was hoping." I replied as I tried to straighten up as best as I could. "What time is it anyway?"
"Eleven."
"Seriously? Where are we going to go at eleven o' clock at night?"
"Ha-ha I'm not falling for that Bella." He chuckled as he began to blow out all the candles leaving us in pitch black. I couldn't see where he was.
"Bella!" He yelled as he grabbed me from behind.
"AHHHHHHHH!" I screamed jumping forward. "Shit, Edward that was not funny!"
"It most certainly was. I wish I could have seen your face." He pouted.
"Edward, we are fighting." I said before trying to blindly feel my way to the door.
Before I got very far I felt his breath tickle my neck and his arms wrap around my waist.
"And where do you think you're going?" He inquired tightening his grip as I tried to squirm out of his arms.
"I'm going to the car!" I told him continuing to struggle.
"You're going the wrong way, Love." He told me before pulling me in the opposite direction.
I stopped struggling feeling dumb, again. It wasn't long before the cool air hit us and the car came into view. He opened my car door, but before I could climb in he turned me around and kissed me fiercely.
"You know I was kidding right?" I asked.
He chuckled at my apologetic face before letting me get in and walking around to the other side to get in himself. We drove in relative comfortable silence until I decided to turn the radio on. I was going to flip to one of the classical stations, but the song on the radio caused me to freeze mid-progress. I grabbed his hand from the center consol and squeezed it tightly in mine. He returned the squeeze recognizing the song as well.
(A/N: Link in Profile)
'The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting
Could it be that we have been this way before
I know you don't think that I am trying
I know you're wearing thin down to the core
But hold your breath
Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind
Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
You're impossible to find
This is not what I intended
I always swore to you I'd never fall apart
You always thought that I was stronger
I may have failed
But I have loved you from the start
Oohhh...
But hold your breath
Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind
Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
It's impossible
So breathe in so deep
Breathe me in
I'm yours to keep
And hold onto your words
'Cause talk is cheap
And remember me tonight
When you're asleep
Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind
Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind
Or I won't live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
You're impossible to find'
And almost as if we were in perfect sync he stopped the car, seemingly in the middle of no where, just as the song ended.
To be continued…
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So yeah I left it there. I couldn't get the second part of the date to come out right and it has been TWO WEEKS!
I was not about to make you wait any longer. I will have to next part out by tomorrow or Monday it all depends on whether this writer's block feels like lifting or not. I can write my other story fine and I had no problem with the first half of the date, but this half is being a butthead! The worst part is that I know what is going to happen but I can't get it into words. It is the most infuriating thing EVER!
Ugh, anyway review pretty please with Edward on top! Maybe it will help? I don't know I'm grasping at straws now.
Xoxo- Sendmeonmyway