Author's Note: Probably one of the sexiest chapters I've ever written.

Chapter 25

I don't wanna be someone who walks away so easily/ I'm here to stay and make the difference that I can make/ Our differences they do a lot to teach us how to use/ The tools and gifts we got yeah, we got a lot at stake… I won't give up on us/ Even if the skies get rough / I'm giving you all my love / I'm still looking up / Still looking up. ―I won't give up by Jason Mraz.

Bella's POV

Days have passed since Edward awakened. Some moments are good others are bad, but I come every day to visit him at the hospital. He's so focus in school; he even asked me to explain him some of the stuff we've learned. I guess that if I were him I wouldn't be thinking about school or homework. But that's one of the things I like about him, he's all the things I'm not.

He's being released today. I've been expecting this moment since he had the accident. Even though doctors said he was improving I've been feeling anxious and concerned. Our classmates have been asking how he's doing and they can't wait for him to get back to school. He missed the tests we had last week and quite frankly I wish I had missed them too. I couldn't focus and I'm worried about my grades. He's taking makeup tests before Spring Break. Mr. Greene tried to convince him to take them after Spring Break, but Edward refused, he said he's prepared and he doesn't want to expend the holidays studying.

I can hardly concentrate in the last period, I can't wait to go to the Cullen's house and help Edward in anything he may need. Having a cast must be uncomfortable, but at least is in his left arm. At least he won't have to struggle to write in class, but it's still hard to do the things you normally do.

Finally, I'm on my way to Edward. I'm taking him the homework he asked me to receive on his behalf so he has something to do on the weekend. I don't know how he'll manage to type the essay that Señor Molina assigned. I could help him with that, but I'm sure he'll say no, but who knows? Maybe he'll accept my help.

I'm greeted by Alice, who had rushed to the door.

"Bella, you're here! I'm so glad you made it."

"Alice, I told you I would come right after school."

"I know. It's just that I'm really happy you're here."

"Thank you, I'm happy to be here. How's everything going?"

"Great! Check for yourself." I comply and enter the glamorous house. I'm impressed with Esme's great sense of style. I don't know how she manages to keep a big house like this always neat.

"Bella, dear! It's always nice to see you." Esme embraces me into a bear hug. I feel my lungs running out of air. As if she could hear my thoughts she lets go of me and smiles.

"Thank you for having me here, Mrs. Cullen."

"Bella, what should I do for you to call me Esme?"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Cul… Esme. I just keep forgetting to call you Esme, that's all. You've been more than lovely with me, I can't ask for more."

"Mom, are you keeping Bella for yourself again?" Edward smirks walking down the stairs. I'm not use to see him with the cast. But he sure looks incredible, who would have thought he would be ravishing after being in a car accident?

I rush to meet him at the bottom of the staircase. I hug him tight, inhaling his personal and wonderful essence. He's real, he's here with me.

"Ouch." He tries to hide the pain. I keep forgetting he has some broken ribs.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"I know you didn't. Don't stop hugging me because of that, promise?"

"I promise to hug you not that hard."

"I don't like that promise, but I'll take it. As long as you hug me, I'm happy."

I can't stop the blushing coming out in three, two, and one. He guides me to his room never letting go of my hand. As if I could forget the way to his room. I could get there blindfolded.

I'm jealous of his room, it's so neat and big, his closet is like the size of my room. Not that I care for clothes, but I guess every girl wishes to have a walking closet of their own. But that would mean more space to organize, so I stick with my standard closet.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Edward says taking me out of my reverie.

"I was just imagining myself with a walking closet, the hours it'd take to organize it."

"Mine is not that organize. Alice is the one that organizes my clothes by color, by designer and many other categories. Every season is a chaos; it takes me hours to find something to wear."

"That was exactly what I thought. And I don't have enough clothes to fill a walking closet."

"You know that doesn't have to be like that." Edward has insisted many times in taking me shopping but I have refused all of them. I'm happy with my clothes and the thought of him buying me clothes is just unnerving. I have a hard time choosing what to buy and I end up buying what I first tried on.

"I know. It's just that you've done so much for me and that would be just weird."

"Weird?" He looks abashed.

"No, no, not like that. I mean, I have a hard time choosing what to buy and I don't want you to get desperate and leave me or that you may find something you want me to try and I would end up buying it just to see you happy but deep down I would hate it." I take a deep breath, sometimes I forget to breathe while talking.

"You know I'd never ask you to do something you don't like doing."

"I know, I just needed to let it out. Now, here's your homework." I say while I take out the books from my backpack.

"Thank you, Bella. I know you're probably thinking I'm crazy for thinking of homework instead of focusing in getting better, but school is almost over and I want to graduate with the rest of the class, I want to go to prom with you."

"I want to go to prom with you too, but I also want you to recover properly, I don't want you getting exhausted and going back to the hospital."

"That won't happen, Bella. I had started working on my essay before the accident, so I just have to adjust it to the new requirements." He graces my face with the back of his hand. My heart is a hummingbird trying to find its way out of my chest. I can't hold it back anymore. I reach out and pull Edward closer to me. I place my hand over his chest; it seems I'm not the only one with a hummingbird. I smile to myself. Edward leans over me and we start kissing frenetically, we've never kissed like that before. It's rough, it's new, and it feels so good. I'm carried away by my emotions and I end up biting Edward on the lip, I thought it was a soft bite, but I guess I was wrong. He pulls away from me and I end up licking my lips a sugary metal liquid covering them. I chew my own lip, it tastes like Edward.

Edward has placed his handkerchief on his lips, the white cotton fabric is now covered in red. I feel sick, I never meant to hurt him. I don't know what took control of me. I have never bitten someone. I can't stand myself right now; I can't look him after what I've done. He probably thinks I'm a savage. I just run away toward my car. I'm so embarrassed for what I've done that I don't care of saying goodbye to anyone. Luckily the way to my car is clear and I don't have to give any explanations.

As if I wasn't embarrassed enough, I realized I left my keys inside my backpack in Edward's room. I can't go back, but I can't walk to my house either. I also need to get my backpack so I can do my homework. I just hope no one is around on my way to Edward's room. I pull myself together and walk to the door, which unfortunately locks automatically after you close it. I have no other way but to ring the doorbell.

Alice comes to the door. She looks at me as if I were a stray dog or something. "What happened? Why did you flee thru the stairs? Are you and Edward fighting?"

"No. We're not. I just left something in my car and when I got there, I realized I had left my keys and the door closed right behind me." There, I hope she buys it.

"Oh. I thought something had happened between you two. You left in such a hurry. You didn't say goodbye." Alice pouts as a baby trying to break my heart.

"I'm sorry. But don't worry, we're fine. Everything's fine." So I hope so.

I get to his room and find him looking out the window. He's still holding the piece of fabric on his lips. The red liquid is now a dark burgundy. He turns to find me grabbing my backpack.

"Bella, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. It's all my fault." He says as he walks towards me.

"No. It's all my fault, I don't know what I was thinking. I thought I was being gentle, but I guess, I got carried away." I can't look at him, I'm too overwhelmed.

He's inches away from me. He tries to tuck a stray strand of hair behind my ear, but I move before he reaches me. Edward is perplexed by my reaction.

"You did nothing wrong, Bella. I pulled away hastily and got hurt because of that. It was very unexpected and I didn't know how to react and my only instinct was to pull away. Not because I didn't want to kiss you but because that was new to me. I'm really sorry if I hurt your feelings." He caresses my cheek and this time I let him tuck the lose strand of hair that was covering my face.

I look up at him and smile, my arm reaches for his lips. They don't look that bad, but they're definitely redder that usual. In a closer inspection a small bruise lays in the middle of his bottom lip. He flinches as I examine his injured lips. I carefully pull down his lip and I'm stunned to see another bruise, I bite my bottom lip in response.

"It's not as bad as it seems." He smirks and I can't help myself and smile. Of course is not as bad as a car accident, but I don't want Edward to be in any degree of pain.

"I know, but still…" I'm interrupted by Edward; he kisses me softly on the lips.

"That wasn't bad. See? I didn't flinch this time."

A/N: What do you think? Did you like it? Thank you for reading my story it means a lot to me.

Disclaimer: I do not own the lyrics of the song I won't give up, written by Mraz and Michael Natter, and produced by Joe Chiccarelli. No copyright infringement is intended.