Audio-Visual Challenge—Musical Mastery: "I Wanna Kiss You All Over" by Exile (the original song will be linked on my profile)

Shit!

I stomp my foot and take in a deep breath. I glance around for another door to exit. My eyes fall back to the door in front of me and I see a dark-haired girl open it and leave. And I don't know why it happens, or why in that very second I remember, but I do.

"Never forget that on any given day, you could step out one single door, and your whole life could change forever."

I could run and hide, be hurt and feeble, not stand up for myself, but I don't want that. It was me running out of a door that lead me to be here in the first place. A door gave me Edward, and love, and friendship, and happiness, and so much more.

What would I loose if I opened that door again? Would I let it all out?

I don't think I want to take that chance. So I stand tall and proud, adjust my dress, and tuck my clutch under my arm. After all, Edward asked and wanted ME here.

I turn to walk back in his direction only to smash my face into a very hard chest.

It's hurts like a bitch, but I sigh despite the pain, I'd know that cologne anywhere.

Edward's hands catch my arms, "Bella?" He pulls back to inspect my face. I wiggle my nose, and he smiles at me so big, I feel it in my toes.

"Were you leaving?" His eyes narrow as his thumb swipes over my nose. His thumb lowers to my lips and lightly touches, his eyes dart from my mouth to my eyes.

"I don't belong here." The words are tougher to say than they were to think.

He doesn't skip a beat, "Yes you do. You belong with me."

I want to pout and argue, but I want him to be right too. I want to punch ol' Goldie over there for hanging on my man. I want us to just leave and be alone, that we can do so well.

Yet it all boils down to the fact that yes, I do belong with him. To him. Whatever.

His hands cup my cheeks and his face lowers to mine. My eyes close and my lips tingle. He kisses me just as magically as he always does. Our audience simply a mirage, the world fades, and it's just us.

His hands drop to my waist and his lips pull away, he plants a small kiss on the tip of my nose, "Sorry 'bout that."

I shake my head as he takes my hand and leads me to his table. It's now or never. I can do this.

Alice and Jasper both hug me and say hello. Alice stays close to my side. Her eyes show me that she cares, and I bet she'd apologize if we were alone.

Edward orders me a drink and too soon, Goldie walks toward us. I'll be damned if Edward doesn't yell at her to come over to us. My stomach churns.

"Tanya, THIS is Bella." I look at his face as he talks. His eyes are so animated. His eyebrows tell a story all their own. His arm is around my waist and he pulls me in tighter as he talks.

"Really?" she asks very excitedly. "Bella, it's my pleasure. I'm so glad to finally meet Edward's girlfriend."

My mouth goes dry, and I think I might fall over from shock when she hugs me. I give her back a one-handed pat, not releasing my hold on Edward.

Then those words sink in.

Edward's girlfriend.

I'm sure that somewhere an angel gets it's wings, a unicorn is born, and a falling star zips through the sky all at the same time – because that is a wish come true.

She just stands there with us and they talk. It's about business, and movies, and boring stuff. Nothing is inappropriate except for the way her hands touch him all the time. I don't discount that he's holding on to me, never her. After all, I am his GIRLFRIEND!

I watch as she drinks, and touches, and drinks more, and touches more. Then she's touching m,e and reaching for my hands, and feeling of my hair.

Thank goodness for the few drinks that I've had that stop me from stomping on her foot or swatting her like a fly.

We join Alice and Jasper back at the table. Everything is going wonderfully. Edward never leaves my side. He always has his hands on me, sometimes it's naughty, sometimes it's not.

I keep a good eye on Tanya as she mingles. I notice that she touches everyone, not just my Edward. When I see her lick some other guy's face, I retract my claws out of Edward's arm, just a little.

I hate to admit it, but as the night carries on, I kinda enjoy Tanya. She's funny and smart, or maybe it's because of the drink that seems to stay filled in my hand, but I don't hate her so much anymore.

She seems harmless.

...~{sYa}~...

My shoes are beside Alice's kicked under our table. We've taken up to dancing right there at our table with Jasper and Edward close by.

The alcohol has made my blood run warm, and my lips numb and tingly. I couldn't stand still if my life depended on it.

A familiar song begins to play, except it's mixed with a hip hop beat. I think about my daddy playing this 45 album. He'd grab my mom and dance with her through the house.

I feel Edward's hands on my back before I see him. He walks around me, circling my waist, and pulls me flush with him. I laugh and ignore the warm fuzzies that course through my veins.

We slowly dip and circle, his lips wet against my ear. He begins to sing the words and I begin to burn.

"When I get home, babe, gonna light your fire. All day, I've been thinkin' about you, babe. You're my one desire. Gonna wrap my arms around you, hold you close to me. Oh, babe, I wanna taste your lips, I wanna fill your fantasy."

I pull back just enough to look at his face, he continues to sing.

"I don't what I'd do without you, babe, don't know where I'd be. You're not just another lover. No, you're everything to me."

We've almost stopped dancing. Our bodies are pulled tight to each other, almost as one. I mimic his move, I mouth the words as they belt from the speakers.

"Every time I'm with you, baby. I can't believe it's true. When you're layin' in my arms and you do the things you do. You can see it in my eyes, I can feel it in your touch. You don't have to say a thing just let me show how much."

His eyes smolder, I should tell him I'm already melting. As the song breaks out into the chorus, we both sing aloud.

"Love you, need you, yeah. I wanna kiss you all over and over again..."

I tip toe and kiss him. I realize I said the L word to him. It was in a song, but I meant it, and I hope that maybe he did too. Even if it's just a little.

I pull away and rest my forehead on his chest, I continue to say the words even though I'm sure he can't hear me.

"Stay with me, lay with me,
Holding me, loving me, baby,
Here with me, near with me,
Feeling you close to me, baby."