BPOV

We had to leave our beautiful wet meadow, we were both soaking wet. His hair looked gorgeous, his shirt clinging to his chest. I don't think I could ever, ever thank him enough for helping me every time. I was so messed up, I didn't know what to think about my Dad's funeral thing. Edward truly helped me clear some stuff out, run it slower.

When we came back it was mid-day everybody else had gone to school, there had been a note left on my glass of milk, still half full. Edward raced over to it and read it out loud for my benefit;

"Dearest Edward and Bella,

Carlisle and I officially granted you a day off, seeing that we have no idea where you went. I hope with all my heart that you two are okay. I'm sorry Bella, we will discuss it with you later. Have a nice day at home, behave…

All my love, Esme."

It was impressive how she got all of that neatly onto one post-it note. Edward smiled at me and I beamed back.

"So Bella, it seems that we have the day and the house to ourselves" he said wrapping his arms around my waist.

"That it does"

"Well, what would you like to do today?" he said, softly into my neck.

"I fancy doing some painting" I answered honestly

"Painting?" he quizzed

"Yeah, unless you had something else in mind?" I teased

"Umm," he raised his eyebrow and bit his lip, but quickly shook the lust out of his head,

"No, painting sounds good" he let go of me and signalled that I could go ahead.

"NO!" I screamed, I turned in shock to the window.

"Shit!" I ran outside to where I had been sitting. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I murmured as I looked down at my ruined sketch book, and I don't know that it was just a build up of held back emotions but I cried. Edward was by my side, in the pouring rain.

"Come on Bella its okay"

"It's ruined" I screamed

"Bella, we can get you a new one!" he shouted back to me, the storms were growing, thunder was shattering around us.

"No! No, you can't just replace something so important! It isn't right. I shouldn't have left it, I left it here to die"

"Bella, come on" he wrapped his big arms around me, around all of me, constricting my arms.

"NO! I can't leave him!" I screamed against the rain.

"I shouldn't have left him. He's gone, it's gone!" I struggled against his hold. My tears were falling like the rain around us.

"BELLA!" he yelled at me above the crushing storm. He turned me around.

"It wasn't a choice you were allowed to make! Stop blaming yourself for things that you could not control!"

"Bella please" he pleaded "please, please come inside!"

He held me close to him, I was still crying; but I had lost my energy. I pulled myself up against him and he picked me up. I wrapped my legs tightly around him, and buried my head into his shoulder. He wrapped one supportive arm under my bum and another around my waist. We didn't stay there long; he whisked me into the kitchen. He dropped me down gently and I walked towards the window; I crouched down to where my ruined sketch book was.

"Do you want me to get it for you?" Edward asked, crouching beside me.

"It's ruined now, the colour has run, the pictures aren't worth shit"

"They were worth everything to you" I just turned back to him. He picked me up and rested me in his lap.

We stayed there soaking wet, watching more of the rain pour down. It was only when I started to shake we moved. He ran upstairs and instructed I got undressed and ready for a bath.

"Bella you ready? I've run you a bath okay? It's hot so it will get your blood moving" he cracked open the door but had his head turned the other way. I was in a dressing gown so I pulled open the door making him fall back a bit. I laughed at him and he joined in. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him.

"Edward, aren't you going to get cold and ill?"

"I'll hop in the shower while you're in the bath, is that okay?"

"Yu-huh, this is going to be like the first bath I've taken without you there"

"Bella, you really don't grant me with enough credit you know" he answered confusingly as he led me to the bathroom.

"Bubble-bath" I said, a little bit excited.

"Yes Bella, a bath, with bubbles" he mocked,

"I'm going to jump in the shower, while you get in the bath, and then I'll race upstairs get dressed and stay with you in here until you are done. I wont be able to see because of the bubbles" he explained, what a wonderful boyfriend.

"Well, it seems you have thought of everything" I replied, he smiled brightly obviously proud of himself and ushered me to get in the bath. I slid out of my dressing gown's sleeves; he took them and spread them out so he couldn't see as I stepped out and into the lovely bath.

"Thank you Edward"

"It is always okay Bella" he said, bending over to kiss me on the fore head.

I closed my eyes and let the water sooth my cold body and my mind. I could hear the running water of the shower start. I tried not to think about his glorious body, I decided I'd take the calm time to think about my father.

He was my Dad, my only Dad. I had gone to Renee's funeral, which I had to organise, since that funeral I visited Renee every day for a month. Charlie, my Dad, had been dead for two years and I hadn't even known, I haven't paid him my respects. I wanted to go to see his grave, to say some things to him that I never had a chance to.

I heard the shower turn off, and I kept my greedy eyes shut as he ran out of the room. I opened my eyes as he came back in, he was carrying a chair. I looked at him quizzically.

"I'm not going to just hover by your side Bella" he answered, that was kind of obvious. I felt kind of dumb.

"You're not dumb Bella" How does he do that? He put his chair down very close to the bath tub and before he sat down he kissed my fore head lightly.

"Are you nice and warm and without hypothermia?" I asked casually,

"Yes, I am well, yourself?"

"I want to go to and see Charlie on Saturday"

……..

EPOV

Bella had decided that she wanted to visit Charlie's grave, it would be good. Well not good, good, but it would be not productive, but she would. I don't know. Once she got out of the bath and I got out of the room. I waited against the door, curious what could make her take so long. I couldn't imagine what she was going through or what she had been through, in fact I don't think I wanted to. All I wanted to do is be there for her, she could not do this on her own, again.

"Edward, move away from the door because I'm about to open the door and as hilarious as it is to watch your shocked face I don't think that it would be fair because you have been so good to me today" she chanted through the door. I did what I was told and was prepared to wrap my arms around her waist.

She opened the door, looked surprised but I wrapped my arms tightly around her. She smiled but wiggled out of my hold and skipped off to her room. I waited sitting against the door.

"Can you not stand up or something?" she questioned as I fell back into her room as she opened the door. I hopped up quickly. She looked lovely in some plain grey cotton trackies and a white long sleeved t-shirt.

"I can stand just fine" I retorted, slowly. So I like to look at my girlfriend and get lost in her glorious body and beautiful face, side affects may include losing track of time and losing your mind and heart because both now belong to her. She wrapped her little arms around my neck; I pulled her up so she could wrap her legs around me.

"Bella" she lifted her head from my shoulder.

"Yu-huh" she said, placing her head so it faces me on my shoulder.

"I think it's too late to start painting"

"Me too" she ushered, her words tingling my neck

"So what would you like to do?" I continued, I was swaying her slightly, she seemed really tired.

"You" she mumbled. That um what?

"I mean, some TV or something would be good" she quickly covered up, pulling her head up to face me. She stroked my cheek lightly. She didn't get down, I didn't want her to get down, but it would make walking difficult. I started walking to the stairs. I was stretching my neck around her to try and see my feet.

"Edward you can put me down" Bella said sensibly

"I don't wanna put you down"

"Well it's either that or we both fall down the stairs"

"Ah I have an idea, jump down a second" she complied; looking really confused

"Okay, now jump on my back" I continued

"Seriously?" I only nodded seriously before I turned around back away from the stairs, and waited for her to jump on.

"Fine" she muttured, she heaved her little frame onto my back. I shuffled her up and held her legs tightly as I started down the stairs.

"Bella?" I called turned behind, her still on my back. I planned to be immature for a bit.

"Yeah?" she answered, confused on my back" I turned to look up the stairs, "Where are you Bella?" I continued.

"Edward! I'm here"

"Where?" I said spinning around making her laugh at my foolishness.

"Edward, I'm in the fridge," she replied, I rushed into the fridge, careful not to drop her.

"In here?"

"Yeah"

"Bella, I can't see you"

"I'm behind the milk, pick it up, you'll see me", I complied and laughed

"Um, Bella you're still not there"

"Oh that's weird… I must be in the cupboard; you know the one with the glasses in?"

"I know that cupboard well" I spun around just for laughs, and she did, her beautiful laugh echoed through the empty house.

"Okay, so now the cupboard is open… I still cant see you"

"I'm behind a glass"

"Bella, you are behind a see-through glass?"

"Um yeah" she replied matter-of-factly

"Ohh, which one?" I questioned, this was going to be fun, well immature but entertaining.

"That one"

"This one?" I said pointing to a random glass

"No that one"

"Ahh this one?" I questioned again, pointing to another

"No that one!" she said 'distressed'

"This one?" I asked pointing to yet another random one.

"Yeah, that one"

"Okay, I still can't see you"

"Well thing is… You need to fill the glass with the milk"

"Why is that?" Ahh I had her there.

"I think well, because I said to" she answered, I poured the milk into the glass and put the milk back into the fridge. I placed it on the table.

"Okay Bella, I've done as you asked, can I see you now?"

"Um, I think I could work that out" she jumped down out of my hold and sat in the seat beside her milk, starting drinking slowly. I sat on the seat next to hers but shuffled myself and my chair closer to her, her little legs in between mine. I watched her as she drank her milk; I lent my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands. She was dragging this out, she kept on looking down at me and the smile caught the side of her lips.

"Ahh, yummy milk" she said with a satisfied gasp as she placed the glass back down on the table.

"I know of something much yummier than milk" I said coyly as I straightened and pulled her chair closer to mine.

"What would that be?"

"Guess" I whispered against her lips, I quickly moved my lips to trace along her neck.

She sighed lightly as I continued down to the neck line of her top. She placed her cool hands on my cheeks, raising my head back up to hers, where I was quickly met by her lips. I grabbed her waist and lifted her onto my lap; her legs quickly wound themselves around me. She deepened the kiss and wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, her fingers playing with the ends of my hair. My hands were waiting at the bottom of her t-shirt; she pulled away and looked me in the eyes seductively. I picked her up and started wandering towards the kitchen as we begun to kiss again. I thought that walking down the stairs with me just carrying her was difficult but my attention was not on my feet it was on her lips.

Stumbling into the living room, I quickly decided that we weren't going to make it up the stairs. Every time I stumbled Bella would giggle, but quickly return to kissing me. The sofa sprung up on me, well it didn't I just hadn't realised that it was so close, and I, well, we fell over the back and she landed with a small thump on the sofa. I was able to stop myself from completely crushing her and held myself up by one arm placed by her head.

She started to cackle at me, I quickly joined in. She raised her hand up and placed I lightly on my cheek, trailing it through my hair to the back of my head; pulling me closer. She kissed me fiercely and quickly tangled her other hand in my hair, cementing my lips to hers. My hands trailed down her sides, when they reached the end of her top I hesitated, she wasn't ready, I thought to myself. She released my hair and moved her hand down her body to reach my hand hovering over her stomach. She slowly moved my hand under her top and lifted the end up slightly.

"Are you sure Bella?" I said looking down at her, staring intently into her eyes.

"Yes" she said confidently. I hesitated before kissing her again before she moved her hand back to my hair and pulled me in for another strong passionate kiss. I gently moved my hand back under the hem of her top, she sighed at the contact and urged my hand to continue. I roamed her flat soft stomach but it didn't feel right to go that high yet. When I reached there I wrapped my other hand under her top and wrapped it around her waist, I stretched my other hand around her back, pulling her closer to me.

We broke away, and her smile matched my wide smile. I pulled her up so she could sit on my lap again.

"So what do you want to watch?" she asked, looking around – still on my lap – for the remote.

"You" I answered absentmindedly, she looked up at me again, her eyes becoming very quizzical. I stroked a stray hair from her face and behind her ear.

"I do love you" I said blatantly.

"And I, love you too Edward"