A/N: Okay so call me chicken, but I just couldn't write it. I know I asked about what you all would think about changing the rating, but seriously I've never written anything like that in my life, and I don't want to ruin something that you all like with a poorly written lemon. So instead I just decided to give Bella and Edward some happy times and skip ahead a little bit!! Oh and don't forget to check out my new story!!
DISCLAIMER: Still don't own anything!
*Edwards POV*
"Bella, I love you more than life itself, more that I ever dreamed that I would love anyone. You make me the person that I want to be and without you I am less than whole. When I think of my future you are the only thing that I see. Bella will you make me the happiest man in the world? Bella, will you…….." *Beep* *Beep* *Beep* *Beep* *Beep* *Beep*
I growled slightly as I reached over the woman that I loved to turn off the alarm clock. Today was the day, the day that my brother would devote the rest of his life to the woman that he loved, and I don't think I have ever been so jealous in my entire life. Not of Emmett and Rosalie, or that he was marrying Rosalie, because in my opinion I definitely got the better end of that deal. Rosalie was nothing compared to Bella, sure Rosalie was beautiful and kind and sweet, but Bella was more beautiful and even more kind and sweet than Rosalie could ever dream of being. Of course I might be just slightly biased.
Bella and I had been in Seattle for a week now, helping to prepare for the wedding. Rosalie had always dreamed of getting married in December, just before Christmas in the snow. But she quickly came to realize that it was a dream that just wasn't coming true, and ever since then she had been a wreck. She decided months ago that she wanted to stay in Seattle rather than retreating to some Bed and Breakfast somewhere in the mountains, quaint and country just wasn't her thing. Emmett had tried to convince her that there was still a chance for snow, but the uncharacteristically bright, cloudless days in Seattle over the past few days had quickly dampened her mood. Pair that with all the stress of Bridal pictures, and finalizing the guest list and menus and Rosalie was about to blow her top. We had all tried to remain as cool and collected as possible but Rosalie was making that harder and harder as the wedding drew nearer.
But it wasn't Rosalie's stress that was bothering me as I lay in bed, holding the love of my life on this beautiful morning. It was the recurring dream that I was having. The one that I have had every night since we arrived in Seattle, the dream where I was proposing to Bella, and the dream about planning our life together, the dream where she says yes, the dream about the happiest day of my life. To say it was frustrating me was an understatement. Bella and I had been dating for just over eight months and I knew that we were no where near ready to take that step. But at the same time we were, I mean we were already living together. She had pretty much moved everything of hers that she needed down into my room when we had gotten home from Forks after Spring Break. It was a rare occurrence that either one of us even went upstairs these days. We even shared a closet now, every thing we did we did together, and any time she needed time to herself she went out with Emma for the day, but that was a rare occurrence as well.
Thinking about Emma didn't help, it was four days before Christmas and right before we had left for Seattle Greg had showed me what Emma would be getting for Christmas, an engagement ring. That might have been what started this whole thing that was after all the day that we left. We had gone out to breakfast together before leaving, Emma and Bella had grown rather close over the past year and she was probably tied with Rosalie for Bella's second best girlfriend. Emma was our age, she was turning 20 within a matter of months and she would probably be married within a year or so of her proposal. Greg had been accepted to Harvard Law, and Emma would be applying to Medical School along with Bella and me at the end of our next school year. We were in nearly identical situations, so why was it that I felt like I was the one in the impossible situation. Sure Greg was nearly two years older than I was. But why should that stop me, our parents married young. My father hadn't even been accepted to Medical school yet when they married, so why should I hold off just because our generation didn't get married as young. Why was I even thinking about this, we had only been dating for eight months. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair, I was thinking about this because I loved Bella with everything that I was, and I wanted nothing more than for her to be my wife. I was ready, but the question was, was she?
I felt Bella start to stir in my arms, and I knew that if I didn't wake her soon either Rosalie or Alice would be knocking down our door. And the last thing I want to deal with was an angry Rosalie on her wedding day. "Bells, come on love its time to wake up," I said nudging her gently.
"Mmm," she answered rolling away from me. I smiled but I wasn't having any of that. I pulled her back up against my chest and started whispering in her ear.
"Come on love, you don't want Rosalie or Alice to come up here and have a fit on you now do you?" I asked softly.
"No, hide me," she said rolling over to face me. She looked up at me, her brown eyes so warm and full of love. "Do I really have to wake up?"
"Afraid so love," I said with a smile. There was never going to be a day that I didn't love this woman with everything that I had.
"But can't you come with me?" she asked.
"Afraid not, apparently this is a spa where they don't let men. Especially the Best Man, and brother to the groom," I said as I leaned down and kissed her.
Bella wrapped her arms around my neck and deepened this kiss and just as I pulled her body up against mine there was a loud knock on the door.
Bella groaned, but all I could do was laugh, "Why don't you go let her in?" I asked leaning down and kissing her once more.
"Stupid little pixie," she said quietly as she climbed out of bed and made her way to the door.
"Isabella why aren't you dressed yet," asked Alice as she made her way into the room.
"Well, mostly because I was trying to enjoy my boyfriend a little bit longer."
"You have all night for that young lady now let's go get your rear in gear."
"Alright, alright I'm going," said Bella as she grabbed some clothes and made her way to the bathroom.
Alice looked at me for a minute before making her way over to the bed and sitting down at the end. "Alright Cullen, now that I have your little wife distracted, spill."
I'm sure there was shock written all over my face as I stared at Alice, and unconvincingly tried to cover myself. "I... I don't know what you are talking about Alice." I wasn't usually one to stutter over my words, but at the moment all I could think was, 'she called Bella my wife.'
"Don't look at me like that, and don't lie to me either. You know I can read you like a book, and you have that look the look you have when you're hiding something," she said. "The last time you had that look was when you were in New York walking around South Street Seaport, hiding your feelings about Bella."
I just stared at her, how did she do it? How was it that she could read me like that, that she knew what was going on in my head as if I were telling her my thoughts as I thought them.
"Alice, really I don't know what you're talking about."
"You know, we all have bet's going," she said.
"Bets on what," I asked.
"Bet's on who is going to propose first, you or Jasper."
"And by we, you mean who exactly."
"Me, Rosalie, Emmett, your parents, Bella's parents, my parents, even Janie has thrown her opinion out there," she said while innocently admiring her nails. "God I need a manicure, good thing I'm on my way to the spa."
"Don't try and change the subject Alice, explain, right now," I said. I wasn't angry, confused was more like it.
"Well my parents, Janie, Charlie and sometimes Emmett think that Jasper will propose first, but your parents, Renee, Rosalie and sometimes Emmett think that you are going to beat him to the punch. Apparently you are more romantic than Jasper, but really your just more openly romantic that Jasper. But I don't know, after the look in your eyes these past few days, I think they may be right."
"What? You mean they are expecting us to get married? Like now?" I asked. I was slightly shocked, I thought for sure that the fact that I had been thinking like this would be a shock to everyone. That no one would see my side, and that Charlie was going to kill me.
Alice smiled and shook her head at me before speaking, "Edward love like that doesn't just come out of no where. You and Bella are meant to be together, forever. You have your lives planned out already, what's the point in waiting when you guys are so obviously in love?"
"I…I thought everyone was going to think I was crazy."
Alice laughed as Bella opened the bathroom door and appeared in a pair of jeans and a tank top covered up by a navy blue sweatshirt jacket.
"Ready Alice?" she asked putting her things back where they belonged.
"Sure thing Bells," she said standing and making her way over to her best friend. "Think about what I said Edward."
"What did you say?" asked Bella looking back towards Alice as she made her way over to the bed.
"Nothing, Edward and I just had a little chat. That's all," she said smiling innocently.
"I know that look Mary Alice, and I don't like it one bit."
Alice simply smiled before pretending to lock up her lips and throw away the key.
"What did she say?" asked Bella.
"Nothing to worry about love, now go and enjoy your massage and whatever else it is that you are doing down there," I said leaning over and kissing her.
Bella looked back and forth between Alice and me for a second before leaning forward and kissing me again, "Love you."
"Love you too Bells," I said as I watched her make her way over to Alice and follow her out the door.
I climbed out of bed and made my way over to the closet to gather my clothes for the day. Breakfast with my father, Emmett, Jasper, and Charlie was in 45 minutes. I had a lot of thinking to do, and I knew just the person to talk to. Who better to talk to about my situation, than someone who has been there before?
Breakfast passed quickly, the four of us mostly giving Emmett a hard time. It's not like my father and Charlie weren't happily married, and obviously after our conversation this morning I wasn't the only one debating marriage at such a young age, but it was still fun riding Emmett about only being with one woman the rest of his life. What I wouldn't give to be with only Bella for the rest of my life.
After breakfast I caught my father's eye before he followed everyone else out of the restaurant. "Do you think I could talk to you for a minute dad?" I asked.
"Sure," he said waving the others ahead. "So Edward what's on your mind?" he asked before I had even gotten a chance to gather my thoughts.
I stared at him for a minute still attempting to gather my thoughts before speaking. "You guys have been placing bets?" I asked with one eyebrow raised.
My father opened his mouth to speak but said nothing, I was slightly shock. My father was a man of few words, but I had never in my life seen him rendered speechless.
I was amused by this and couldn't help the smile that spread across my face. "It makes me feel better actually, I was sure that I was the only one who had been thinking marriage for Bella and I, and I didn't want you all to think I was crazy. But the thought of waiting until after Medical school to marry her, is almost painful," I said.
My father smiled, "Then don't wait. You're mother and I have been watching the two of you since you were in middle school. Of course I don't think Bella realized it then, but she was just as taken with you as you were with her. You are both intelligent individuals, and if you want to be together then there is no reason to wait. Medical school is going to be tough, I don't want you to go into this thinking anything less, but it won't be nearly as hard with your wife by your side. I don't know that I would have made it through if it weren't for your mother," he said.
"Thanks Dad," I said standing.
"No problem Edward now lets go help out shall we. Your brother is putting up a good front, but I think he is out of his mind with nerves," said my father laughing.
There was a strange calm that had over taken me since my talk with my father, I was ready for this. I would help my brother through this day and expect him to help me through mine in return. The only question was how long until that day, and how in the world do I figure out if Bella is as ready as I am.