A/N: Woo! My 25th Chapter! Yay!

Mom is ignoring me. Every time I pass her in the hallway she doesn't acknowledge me and when I walk into a room she's in she leaves. I understand that she's upset but is that really necessary? She may be upset, but I'm not. I love Edward and she needs to find a way to understand that I have no plans of ever not wanting to be with him. She's just going to have to deal with it.

Edward and I have been spending almost every second of every day together and it's absolutely amazing. He makes my heart beat faster than it ever has—which is embarrassing since I know he can hear it. He asks me lots of questions, like he wants to know everything he can about me and I do the same. It's surprising that I've lived in the same house as him for years and I really don't know that much about him. I knew he was a wonderful piano player but I didn't know that he loved listening to music performed with a piano.

I also didn't know that he died of Spanish Influenza. I feel like I'm having an out of body experience when he tells me about his death even though he's right next to me and seem completely alive. That's not the most fascinating thing though. To me, for some odd reason, I find the fact that he once had green eyes the most fascinating thing of all.

I try very hard to imagine Edward as a human. With pink cheeks and gorgeous green eyes that any girl could fall in love with. I find myself completely envious of Carlisle because he's seen Edward as a human. He got to see first hand the dashing human that I know Edward was.

And then there's Alice. Who, despite my complete protest, is taking me shopping tomorrow. She has deluded herself into believing that just because I live Edward that I want to change my style to look more 'outgoing and flirtatious'. Yeah, right. I've agreed to go though because it will give Edward the chance to hunt. His eyes have been getting extremely dark lately and I don't want to push it, even though he seems extremely willing to postpone the hunting trip.

A few minutes ago I asked Edward while we were sitting in the living room why he hasn't played his piano lately.

"Would you like me to?" He asked, seemingly surprised by the question.

I nodded. "I like hearing you play the piano." He smiled my favorite crooked smile before standing up and taking my hand in his cool palm. He led me to the room where he keeps his piano. The room is white and very open and echoey. He sat down at the piano bench and gestured for me to do the same. His fingers gently grazed the piano keys and he began playing a song that would put Beethoven and Bach themselves to shame. Suddenly I frowned.

"What?" He asked warily, as he stopped playing.

I shook my head. "I'm feeling extremely insignificant at the moment."

His hands fount the keys again. The melody started off and got softer and softer, becoming incredibly sweet and somehow I detected the melody of the lullaby he has hummed to me the first night he stayed with me.

"You inspired this one," he murmured. The melody become unbearably sweet.

I couldn't speak. He fingers slowly came to a stop and be moved to face me and I slowly fount my voice.

"Beautiful," I said in awe.

He smiled slightly. "Then it perfectly describes you." I blushed.

As much as I would have been perfectly happy to have that moment last forever, Alice walked in.

"Hey, guys."

"What do you want Alice?" Edward asked and he seemed quite annoyed which pleased me.

"I wanted to let you know that it's going to be raining next Saturday and that's when we'll be moving." Oh right. Our inevitable move to Forks.

"Okay Alice. Thanks," Edward replied and she headed for the door. She nodded, looked back and for at Edward and I and winked at me before leaving. I knew my face had to be as red as a cherry.

The rest of the day went by much too fast. We relaxed around the house and at dinner time Edward made me a burger and some French fries. We watched Romeo and Juliet but it was very hard to concentrate on the movie with Edward whispering all the lines in my ear with his perfect angelic voice. Dad coerced us into playing a video game with him and to my satisfaction Edward won by a landslide.

Then we played chess with Jasper and Alice. Jasper creamed me. Watching Alice and Edward play chess was fascinating. They played almost the entire game in there minds and they had barely moved two pawns when Alice sighed and flicked over her king.

Then Esme sat down with us and tried to get our on different samples of paints and carpets. Apparently, when we get to Forks she wants to redo her bedroom. I tried to help but it's clearly not my area of expertise so Edward gave his opinion. I'm beginning to wonder if there is anything Edward isn't an expert at.

At around ten thirty at night we finished watching the latest adaptation of Wuthering Heights and Edward convinced me to get some sleep.

As we laid in my bed I couldn't sleep. I was tired but I didn't want to sleep. Today had been a great day and I feel like I'm going to go to sleep and then wake up and have none of this been real.

"Sleep, love. Your tired," he murmured. I snuggled into his chest and shook my head. He kissed my forehead and murmured against my skin, "I'll be here when you wake up." He began humming my lullaby and I knew it was only a matter of time before I were to succumb to sleep.

As I drifted off to sleep I prayed that life would always be this wonderful and that Edward would always be here.