Sorry it took a while to get out… I was so damn busy with schoolwork.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.
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Bella's POV
"Bella," he whispers, his voice urgent and passionate, his eyes burning. He gently squeezes my hands that are clasped in his. I suck in my breath in anticipation, holding it. He opens his mouth again, and after a little pause, breathes, "Will you marry me?"
I am shocked by his words- he just proposed to me! And me being me, I do the stupidest thing possible and say…
"Pardon?"
He closes his eyes and repeats himself, his grip on my hands getting stronger. I can see him shaking- it looks as if his body is vibrating at super-speed.
"Why are you shaking?" I ask.
He keeps his eyes closed, and when he speaks, he sounds more vulnerable than I have ever heard him before. His voice wavers on the last word. "I'm afraid."
"Of what?"
He breathes in deeply once more. "Of your answer."
I stare at his closed eyes for a few seconds more, thinking.
The most beautiful, godly, kindest, passionate man on the planet has just asked me to be his wife.
Edward.
Edward!
"Bella," he moans, "Please say something."
"I don't know what to say," I whisper.
He opens his eyes slowly and they are smouldering again. I gasp- he is dazzling me, turning my legs weak, making my heart race.
"Say yes," he whispers. He kisses each of my fingertips, one after the other. His sweet breath fans across my face, and he's so close our eyelashes are almost brushing.
I don't even have to think now- and it's a good job, because I can't. He's turned my brain to mush.
"Yes," I say, "Oh, yes, Edward. Yes!"
His eyes widen. "Yes?"
"YES!" I shout, and grab the back of his head, forcing his lips against mine. At first, the kiss is soft and gentle, but he begins to bring his emotions into the kiss- his joy, excitement and love. Soon he is pushing me back onto the bed, and laying himself on top of me. I can feel his weight on my stomach, and his lips on my neck.
But then the moment is broken, and a noise a bit like a startled foghorn echoes through the room. And a small, black shape rushes at us, like a charging rhino.
"WAHHOOOOO!!!"
It's Alice, of course.
"YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED!" she screams.
Edward lifts himself off me, a massive smile on his face. His eyes are twinkling. He turns to me and grabs my hands. He uses them to pull me up off the bed gently, then he picks me up. Before I know it, he is running- vampire speed- and the house is rushing past us. I see him narrowly miss a lamp, jump down the stairs in one big leap, and then I see a flash of wood and we're outside.
Esme is there, with Carlisle, out on the lawn. Esme is cutting the grass, and Carlisle is walking along beside the lawnmower, talking to her. I can see him gesturing with his long, pale white hands.
As Esme turns the lawnmower to mow a different area of grass, she sees us, and stops.
"Edward," she says, nodding her head to him, "What's got you so happy?"
Carlisle takes Esme's hand and they walk towards us. I can see Alice out of the corner of my eye, jumping up and down with excitement. There is the noise of a door opening from behind and Jasper strolls out onto the lawn, his hands in the pockets of the hoodie he's wearing.
"Bella and I are getting married!" Edward answers, his voice so filled with happiness that it makes me burn with pleasure. I am making him this happy!
"What?" Esme says, her hand on her chest. She thinks she heard him wrong!
"BELLA AND EDWARD ARE GETTING MARRIED!" Alice yells, and the words are interspersed with loud 'whoops'. Alice barrels into Jasper, knocking him backwards to the floor. She lands on top of him, and shakes him by the shoulders. "THEY'RE GETTING MARRIED, JASPER! HOW AMAZING IS THAT?"
Jasper looks shocked, whether at Alice's outburst of words or at her actions. He can feel the emotions of us all, and it's affecting him. He pulls himself up off the ground, and lifts Alice up too. In a motion that he often does when the emotions are overwhelming him, he rubs the place where his still heart is.
"That's wonderful!" Esme says, and runs over to hug us both.
"My son," Carlisle says, and his face is filled with so much pride you'd think he was Edward's blood father. "Congratulations!"
Jasper is grinning. He thumps Edward on the back.
"We have to tell Emmett and Rosalie!" Esme shouts, and sprints into the house to get the phone. Her steps are light, and she looks happier than I can remember.
Edward finally puts me down, and brushes the back of his hand gently across my cheek. He kisses me affectionately, and then takes my hand and gives it a squeeze.
"I have a ring," he tells me. "In my room."
"You have a ring already?" I say, my voice as light as air. I am still so surprised that Edward proposed to me and we're getting married, that I can hardly speak. As he takes me upstairs, my thoughts go to my mother.
She would have hated me getting married… she said that it was a waste of time because men would just push you around and you'd just end up getting divorced within the year. But she's not here to tell me what I can and cannot do! I have never wanted anyone so much as Edward, and I can have him! I'd be a fool to give this up! No, not for my mother. Not for anyone!
Edward turns his back to me and pulls something out of a drawer. My heart splutters when I see the shine of a diamond on a simple but beautiful ring, and he slips it onto my finger. The sunlight from outside makes the diamond glitter, just like Edward's skin.
"Oh, Edward!" I breathe, "It's beautiful!"
"It was my mother's," he tells me. Then he kisses the diamond, and then my lips.
"EDWARD!" Alice shouts. "BELLA!" She appears in the doorway of Edward's room a second later.
"Yes?"
Alice slowly walks towards me.
"Her fingers are crossed behind her back," Edward whispers to me.
"Will you let me do the wedding?" she asks.
"NO!" Edward says straight away.
Alice pouts, with big shining eyes, and it makes me feel so bad. How could I say no to her? It's cruel!
"Of cour-" I begin to say, but Edward holds me by the shoulders and spins me so I am behind him.
"Don't guilt trip her Alice," Edward snarls, "This is going to be what she wants in a wedding, not what you want."
"Now, now, Edward," Esme shouts from downstairs. "Keep your voice down, Carlisle's on the phone!"
Alice pouts bigger, and blinks her eyes a couple of times.
"Don't look at her Bella," Edward tells me. "Alice, stop it!"
"Fine," Alice whispers. She sounds hurt. I see her hang her head as she walks out of the room.
"Wait!" I shout, and in a flash, Alice is back in the room. She looks hopeful. "You can do the wedding," I answer.
"YES!" Alice screams, and hugs me fiercely. Edward has to remind her that I am human or she would have hugged me too tight and broken my ribs.
When Edward and I are alone again, he sighs with relief.
"Emmett is going to want to speak to us tomorrow," Edward says. "He's coming back with Rosalie from England in a week."
"How do you know?" I ask. I don't remember anyone telling him…
"Esme was thinking it earlier," Edward said, "And I could hear Carlisle talking about it as I argued with Alice."
"When are we going to have the wedding?" I asked. My heartbeat was increasing at the prospect. I'd be the blushing bride- how appropriate!
"After Rosalie and Emmett come back, of course," Edward said. "Probably at the end of the summer, if that's okay? I want to go to school with a wedding ring on my finger!" He flashed a smile at me, his teeth sparkling.
"We could have it the week before school," I said.
"Yes, that'd be perfect," Edward said, "Alice just had a vision and is booking it now…"
I listened carefully and I could hear Alice's voice, low and persuading, floating up the stairs. She was booking the church and reception… probably begging because it was such short notice. The wedding would be in three weeks!
"Bella," Edward muttered.
"Yes?" I said, tracing his jaw line with my fingertip.
"Do you mind if we go away before the wedding?" he asked, his voice tentative.
"Where did you have in mind?"
"Just to see that author, Victoria…" Edward said.
"Why?"
"It's nothing," he said softly, "I just want to put my mind at rest about something." It sounded like there was something else, but I didn't press him. Everyone had secrets- it was natural. I trusted him.
"Of course we can go," I smiled, running my hand through his hair.
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Sorry about the tense in this chapter… it might have gone a bit weird. Forgive me- my brain is being slowly fried inside me doing coursework!
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