Edward:
"Who was that?" Bella asks after I've put the phone down.
"Could you not hear the screaming coming from my annoying pixie sister?" I asked.
"Just wanted to make sure." Bella replies, and then walks into my kitchen.
"So, who was that guy I saw you in Starbucks with? 'Cause, you looked pretty cosy. Are you with him…or…?" I trail off, 'cause, this guy has been bugging me for ages. Personally, I want to hunt him down, and, you know, hit him a bit. Just a little bit.
"Oh, it was no one. And no, I'm not with him." Bella replies, but she sounds kinda embarrassed.
"Seriously? You snog the face off a man that means nothing to you?" I ask, then realise how rude that sounds. "Not that I mind, you know?" Shit, that sounds worse. "I mean, I do mind, but not in a way that I'll hate all your ex-boyfriends. What I really mean is…" I say, but am cut off by Bella. Or, more precisely, her lips. On mine.
"I love you, you know that? That guy, he was unimportant. When I saw you with Tanya in those pictures, I was upset, angry, and jealous. He was kinda a rebound, even though we were never together. Happy now?" Bella says.
"Yeah!" I smile, and kiss her again. Then, she rummages around in my cupboards, before finally complaining that Emmett and I have no food. What-so-ever. She said she wanted to make me pancakes for breakfast, but since we don't have ingredients, I offer to take her out. My treat.
To IHOP.
A/N: Yeah... I kinda love IHOP. I wish I lived in America, purely for IHOP. Or I wish there was an IHOP, here in England. Who else loves IHOP? :D
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