AN: Hello my lovely reader's thank you all for your lovely comments again. I'm sorry if you asked me any questions and I haven't answered but I have so many and so little time to answer them all!

I hope you like this chapter though many of you will probably be mad at me at the end...

A Drop in the Ocean

Chapter Twenty Six- You'll Always Have a Home

Bella POV

It was two hours before Paul came into sight. His shoulders were slumped and his head was down. He looked lost and defeated and I hated seeing him like that. He didn't see me until he was standing on the path to his house and when he did see me he stopped, his eyes widened in disbelief like he never thought he would see me again.

I stood and locked my eyes with his as he whispered my name.

"I never should have run; I've done enough running to know it doesn't solve anything." I said not looking away from him.

"Bella I-"I stopped him.

"Let me finish, please." I said smiling, when he didn't speak I continued. "I was upset and hurt but I didn't have the right to be. I left and you were free to do what you liked." I smiled sadly, wishing he would come closer but if he felt like I did he probably couldn't move with overwhelming emotion.

"I know we have a lot of things to sort out and I know it isn't going to be easy but I don't care, I love you Paul and that's all that matters."

He was before me in three long strides, he said nothing but pulled me into his arms and crashed his lips against mine. The kiss was hungry and filled with need. He held me against his chest his hands cupping my face as he devoured me. Somehow he opened his door without letting me go and we stumbled into his house never once breaking away from one another.

We never made it to his bedroom but instead we ended up in the kitchen, the contents of his fridge rattled as he slammed me against it, I was aware it should have hurt but I was too lost in Paul to care. Every touch, every kiss and every caress was filled with love, with a need that burned within me and it seemed it burned within him to.

Our clothing fell to the floor piece by piece as we explored one another like never before. He made me feel things I had never felt before with just a touch or kiss, his hands were like magic and I was in ecstasy. We fell to the floor in a tangle of limbs while the room filled with the sounds of our whispers and moans, our blissful sighs and our dancing lips.

It wasn't the first time we had made love but it was the time I would always hold closest to my heart. As he moved within me his lips very rarely left mine and if they did it was to pepper kisses along my jaw or whisper a sweet-nothing into my ear.

We fell over the edge together; clinging to each other like our lives depended on it and even when we were both lying naked and breathless on the floor he didn't pull away from me. He stayed inside me, gazing down at me like I was everything he ever wanted and more.

I closed my eyes and smiled, I couldn't remember a time when I was happier.

"I love you to Bella, more than you'll ever know." He whispered.

My smile grew tenfold; I leaned up and pressed my lips to his.

"So, what happened to going slow?" he mumbled against my skin while softly pressing feather light kiss on my collar bone.

I laughed, "I guess slow really isn't us."

He tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, his eyes were soft and his smile was blissful.

"Move in with me Bella," he whispered his eyes hopefully as he gazed down at me.

I could see it, in his eyes, that he thought I would reject him again. I thought about it, saying no would be the logical thing to do but was it the right thing?

"I know it's soon and I know you wanted us to date and to get to know each other again but Bella, I already know you, I already love you and I want a life with you and I want it to start as soon as possible." He spoke with such conviction and yearning that I found myself nodding slowly before smiling, the idea growing on me every passing second.

"Yes, I'll move in." I said laughing happily but also shock.

Have I just agreed to move in with Paul?

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"Bella, this is madness," Charlie stood at my door red faced and angry.

I shoved jeans and t-shirts into my suitcase trying as best as I could to explain to Charlie.

"I love him dad, we want a life together. Why is that so bad?"

His face was turning purple, "you have all the time in the world, why now? You've only just got back; don't you think this is a little fast?"

"Why not now! We love each other and we have nothing to fear anymore. We can be together." I sighed and stopped packing long enough to stand in front of my father. "I'm happy dad, please be happy for me."

Charlie sighed and stared at me before looking around my room. "I don't want to see you get hurt Bella, not again. I want what is best for you and I don't think moving in with Paul is the best thing right now."

I sighed and turned away. I would never convince Charlie it was a good idea but fortunately I was old enough to make my own decisions. Though not having Charlie's support was difficult it wouldn't stop me.

The silence lasted what seemed like a life time before he spoke again. "When do you go?"

I turned and smiled softly, he looked grumpy but no longer angry more resigned to the fact that I was leaving whether he liked it or not. "Tomorrow morning."

He looked close to tears which had me fighting back my own. "I'll cook dinner tonight then, to mark the occasion."

I smiled and tried to contain my laughter. "You're going to cook?"

Charlie just glared playfully and walked away but not before his eyes flickered around my room one last time. "You'll always have a home here, remember that Bella."

A Drop in the Ocean

I stood in front of my new front door, the key in hand. I had woken up to a bouquet of flowers and an envelope on my bedside table from Paul. The key was in the envelope along with a note that said to let myself in and he would be there around lunchtime with a surprise. I had smiled and sniffed the flowers full of happiness.

Everything is going right.

I turned the key in the door and smiled as I heard the soft click before the door swung open. I stepped inside my smile never faltering, I pulled my suitcase along behind me, it only held essentials but it would do until the Pack had some time to move my other belongings to Paul's house... no, our house.

I pushed the bedroom door open and wrinkled my nose. It smelt of old clothes and smelly socks... a really mans room. I set my suitcase down in the corner of the room then got busy collecting the clothes from the floor before putting them in the wash and then deciding that the whole house needed to be cleaned and aired.

Two hours passed and all the windows were open, the house smelt fresh and clean and the floor wasn't littered with dirty clothes and old beer cans. The stains on the carpet were gone and the dust that covered every surface removed, I sighed contently and let myself fall back on the sofa.

I closed my eyes, remembering when happiness seemed so far away with so many hurdles and obstacles in the way. How times change.

I looked at the clock, one o'clock, Paul would be back shortly. The clock hung on one of the living room walls, its colour dull and marked.

"This place needs a lick of paint," I mumbled to myself already wondering what colour we could paint it.

I laughed to myself; it all seemed so unreal like a dream that I would surely wake up from.

A knock at the door had me smiling, "You didn't give me your key did you?" I called and opened the beaming.

My smile fell, it wasn't Paul at the door.

"Bella..."

This is where I wake up from my dream!

AN: Don't worry I'll update soon, I promise. Hope you enjoyed please let me know what you think... and who could be at the door?