Chapter 21: Starting Dreams

BPOV:

One year, one whole entire freaking year; I still can't believe Edward and I made it this far. Between delusional exes, crazy siblings (literally), I didn't believe we would ever get passed a first date, but we did. Edward planned on taking me out, but I persuaded him to just stay home and cuddle with me. Honestly, I was looking forward to our night of relaxing.

It had been too long since we had actually sat down and relaxed. After the wedding, everything seemed to be played in fast forward. I always had concerts and interviews, or Edward always had practice and games. It was just so hectic.

My book was doing great on the shelves, and I gone to a few signings. I loved to see how much my fans liked the book. It made me want to write more. I tried to talk Kate into letting me take a little break in music and let me write- it didn't end well. Let's just say, I won't be going to be fighting with Kate for a while now. For such a skinny girl, that chick was freaking strong.

I felt two strong arms sneak around my waist, and I squealed in surprise. I craned my neck and looked at Edward's face. He gave me a soft kiss and smiled.

"What did I tell you about the kitchen?" He asked.

"No, you can't take me away from my kitchen." I complained as he threw me over the shoulder and hauled me to the sofa.

"No, kitchen today, you are going to relax, my love." He said as he grabbed the phone and ordered some Chinese food.

About twenty minutes later, the bell rang and Edward went to go get the food. He came back and sat on the floor in front of the sofa and me. He reached behind him and handed me a takeout carton. I reached around him and grabbed some chopsticks and started to eat. Once I was full, I gave the rest of my food to Edward. The man's stomach was a freaking bottomless pit. God only knows how he stays in shape. He plays football, sure, but dang- the man never stops. I always laughed when my mom would complain about my dad running up her grocery bill. Now I know how she felt.

I rested my head on the arm of the sofa, and rested a hand in Edward's hair, twirling it with my fingers. A few minutes later, Edward was done and he put in a movie, and then came to sit on the sofa. I sat up, and when he once again got situated, I laid back down, my head resting in his lap. The opening credits rolled in and I "awed".

"You would really watch this for me?" I asked as I watched Julia Roberts say her first few lines in Steel Magnolias.

"It is your favorite, isn't it?" He asked.

I nodded and looked up at him. "I love you."

He laughed. "I love you too."

Halfway through the movie, we somehow ended up on the floor, my sitting in between Edward's legs, my arms resting on his knees, his arms around my waist. When it got to the part where Shelby almost dropped little Jack, I was in tears. I knew how it was going to end, and every time I watched it I bawled like a baby. I guess it's just one of those movies that you just loved but hated at the same time.

By the time they pulled the plug on Shelby, my throat was raw from holding in the tears, and my eyes burned. Edward's head was rested on my shoulder, and he gave it a light kiss. The ending finally came, and I laughed when the dingy religious one went into labor. It was one of my favorite parts. And the husband that was dressed up as a rabbit- it was so priceless.

When the movie ended, we shut off the television, and Edward lit the fireplace. He then went into the kitchen for desert. I cuddled in an afghan that Esme had sent over not long ago, and watched as the fire's flames flickered brightly.

Edward sat down beside me and handed me a plate of chocolate cake with coffee ice cream. I took a bite and smiled.

"This is so good." I told him.

Once we were done, Edward reached out a hand for me to take. I took his hand and stood up. He gave me a deep and passionate kiss. It portrayed so much emotion. Everything he had seemed to pour out into this kiss. Every feeling, every word, and every thought- it was all there.

"I have a question for you." Edward stated softly.

I nodded. "Okay."

"I love you more than anything. I've loved you since the day I was sixteen, and I just refused to see it. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to be able to have you in every single way humanly possible. So," he started as he knelt on one knee, "Isabella Marie Swan, will you please do me the honor of marrying me?"

I gasped, trying to figure this out. I looked down at him. "Seriously," I asked him.

"Seriously," he said and swallowed thickly.

I nodded slowly. "Yes, yes, yeah!" I said, getting a little louder each time I said yes.

"Thank God." He said and stood up engulfing me in a tight hug, nearly sending me into a full on back bend. I wrapped my arms around my neck and he picked me up, twirling me around.

He set me down and pulled a ring out of his pocket. I gasped as I saw it.

"How did you know that it was the one I wanted?"

"A very perky little bird may have let it slip." He said as he slipped the ring on my left ring finger.

It was a white gold ring with three big square cut diamond in the middle, and smaller diamonds wrapping all the way around the band.

He looked back down at me, but I was still looking at the ring. "It's so beautiful." I whispered.

"It's nothing compared to you." I didn't move my head, but I raised my right hand and laid it over his mouth.

"You are going to ruin this moment with your cheesiness. Shut up." I said.

"And telling your fiancée to shut up isn't ruining the moment."

I finally looked up at him and smiled. "I think I can get used to calling you my fiancée."

"How do you feel about Mrs. Cullen?"

My eyes lit up, even I knew. "Isabella Swan Cullen- I like it. And I'm sure my fans will too."

"So you are going to take my name in your music?" He asked.

"Of course, I mean I know that a lot of singers don't, but I want to- like June Carter Cash."

He laughed. "So I guess that make me Johnny." He said.

"I suppose it does." I said and smiled at him.

"I would walk the line for you." He said and gave me a kiss.

# (****BWCY****) #

"Edward can you grab these boxes for me, darlin'?" I called down from the stairs.

Edward ran upstairs. "Which ones," He asked.

"Oh, I don't know. Since we're decorating the tree, I could only assume it would be the one labeled Christmas Ornaments." He said sarcastically.

Edward rolled his eyes and swatted my behind before he bent down to grab all three of the ornament boxes.

"Show off," I muttered.

He winked and started to walk down the steps. I closed the attic door and followed him down to the living room. Edward momentarily lost his footing, but he quickly caught himself.

"I swear to God, you break my ornaments, I'll break your face and cut you off for the rest of eternity." I said.

Edward set the boxes on the floor next to the Christmas tree. He grabbed my waist as I was passing by him. "You like threatening my, don't you?"

I smiled and gave him a kiss. "It's the highlight of my life."

He smiled and released me. I walked toward one of the plastic boxes that held the ornaments and started to get to work. Edward started to help with the tree, and within a few hours, we had the whole tree done.

I grabbed the angel that was supposed to be on the top and looked at Edward.

"Can you give me a boost?" I asked.

He held his arms out, and I walked into them. He lifted me up so I could put the angel on the top.

He put me down, and went to the electric plug on the wall. "Let's see if it works." He said.

When he plugged in the wire, the white lights made our green faux Christmas tree glow. I wanted a real one, but the minute we started looking, my allergies started to kick in so fake tree it was. The ornaments were all a dark garnet color. The ribbon wrapped around the tree was shiny gold.

"Yay, it works." I cheered.

Edward laughed and wrapped his arms around me from behind. "That it does." He said and kissed my shoulder softly.

I looked up at him and smiled. Then, the door bell rang.

Edward pulled away from me and went to go get it. I went into the kitchen to start cooking dinner. Emmett pushed past Edward and sat on the bar. I cleared my throat. He pouted and slipped down from the bar, and then sat on a stool. Rosalie walked in the kitchen and gave me a hug. Her baby bump was now visible, and she loved to show it off.

"Hey, do you need any help?" She asked.

This had been a newly started tradition of ours. Every Saturday since Edward and Jasper's last game, we had all met at Edward and my house to have dinner and hang out.

"Can you cut the potatoes for the soup?" I asked her.

She nodded and started to work. Edward and Emmett sat at the bar talking. After a few minutes, Alice barged in the house, not even bothering to knock. Edward shook his head at his sister's antics and shook Jasper's hand, doing that weird guy-hug thing.

Alice took out the cookies she had brought and went to set them on the dining room table. Emmett tried to steal one, but Alice swatted his hand away. I announced that the food was ready, so we headed to the dining room.

Dinner started uneventfully, but then Alice and Emmett got into a fight, which then evolved into a full on food fight.

"Jesus Christ! You two are acting like two year olds!" I yelled. Then, food came flying to me. I ducked, so it ended up hitting Edward. He wiped the wiped the potato off of his cheek and narrowed his eyes at me and Emmett who had thrown the food in the first place. He got and went into the kitchen, and came back holding something behind him.

I got up out of my chair and backed away from him.

"What's wrong, baby?" He asked as he slowly approached me.

Emmett stood in front of me. "Come on, man. It's not even her fault." Emmett defended.

Edward laughed as he took out a can of whipped cream and reached behind Emmett, grabbed me, and squirted it in my hair.

I screamed as everyone else laughed. "Edward! That is totally not necessary!" I yelled as I jumped on his back trying the get the can of whipped cream. He only brought me to living room and plopped me on the sofa.

"Behave in there, you two." Emmett called to us.

I rolled off the sofa and started to wrestle to get the can from his hands. After a minute or two, I felt someone else, trying to get the can away from Edward. I looked and saw Alice. We grinned.

*FLASHBACK*

"Come on, seriously?" I asked as Edward once again held up my Algebra project too high for me to reach.

I jumped up and tried to grab it, but he just stood up on his the tip of his toes. "Please, come on. Coach is going to be pissed if I don't turn in my project on the due date." I said.

Edward shook his head. "Nope, I don't think so. Take what you said back."

"I will not."

"You were being mean, and don't you know that it is not nice to be mean, Monkey?" He asked.

I pouted and batted my eye lashes.

"No going to work." He said.

"I will not take back calling you an arrogant pretty boy. It's true, you jerk. I wasn't being mean, I was stating simple facts you jerk. Now, give me my math project." I begged.

He shook his head. "I do not appreciate the hostility I am hearing in your voice right now, that can't be healthy."

"Grr," I screamed and jumped on his back.

"Holy crap, crazy chick, get off of me." He yelled.

"Not until you give me my project."

Edward rolled on top of me, and then got up, but I grabbed his feet. He slipped and was now lying on his stomach. I got up and sat on his back, trying to grab the papers in his hand. Edward rolled over so he was on his back with me beneath him.

"Ow, get off of me, you idiot!"

"Get your legs from around my waist first!"

Just then, I felt more wait get added to the top of Edward. He groaned. "Get off of me, Tinker Bell."

"Not until you give Bella her paper back." She grumbled and tried to get my project.

Somehow, we both ended up on top of Edward and had gotten my project when Carlisle walked in. He shook his head. "Son, why do you let those girls get the best of you? You outweigh the both of them combined?"

Edward looked at his father disbelievingly. "I can't hit a girl."

*END FLASHBACK*

We finally grabbed the can, and by the time we were finished fighting, it was obvious that we all needed to take a shower. Alice went into the guest bathroom, Edward went into the basement bathroom, and I went into the master bath.

When I was all cleaned up, I walked into the living room to see that Alice was already done washing up.

I sat down on the sofa and saw everyone staring at me.

"What?" I asked as I looked down to see if I was fully dressed, and I was.

"Nothing," they all said and went back to staring at the television.

"Ya'll, tell me what's up; it is not nice to keep a secret."

Alice frowned. "You got a package from a certain someone. Um, we didn't think you should open up, but it is up to you." She said.

I sighed and stood up and went to the front door, and picked up the package.

I went into the living room and sat down next to Edward who had just walked back in when I had.

"You don't have to open it if you don't want to." He said.

I shook my head. "No, I have to do this." I said and took a deep breath. "Let's get this over with."

I opened the cardboard box and picked up the Styrofoam box that had been in that one. I lifted the lid, and gasped at what I saw.

I rested my head on Edward's shoulder and cried softly. He only held me tight, whispering softly in my hair.

REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW! I am so sorry for that this update was so late, but I had exams and projects and all that other good stuff, but Christmas holidays are here, so I will be right back on track. So, tell me what you think the package is and who it is from! He-he, I can't wait to here who and what.

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