Music of My Heart- A Twilight FanFic
BPOV: I had finally had enough of bring Alice's Barbie! After two days of torture, I had finally put my foot down when she brought out the wax and stormed out of her room. I think Jasper must have felt how angry I was because she hadn't come to find me yet.
It wasn't just Alice's fussing that made me upset. It was also the forty eight hours I had gone without seeing Edward. I missed him so much...his crooked smile, the scent of his skin, his voice singing me my lullaby...everything.
So here I was, at the Cullen's house, sulking over how much I needed Edward. I decided to go downstairs and watch some television, but when I walked in the front room, Edward's piano caught my eye. I flashed back to the first day he brought me here to meet his family and how he played for me. The look on his face when he got lost in the music...so peaceful, so beautiful. It could make me fall in love with him all over again. I walked over and sat down in front of the ivory keys, running my fingers over the cold smooth surface, reminding me of his skin, his lips on mine. Wow, I missed him.
Renee had put through piano lessons years ago, but my clumsiness transferred to my hands and I was never any good. I closed my eyes and aimlessly plucked out notes, trying to remember anything I could from my short lived lessons to keep my mind off of the hours that remained until Edward came home to me.
EPOV: I drove as fast as I could through the wet roads of Forks. I had come home early to surprise my Bella. Well, that, and I couldn't stand to be away form her for a moment longer. I needed to see her, hold her in my arms, listen to the her heartbeat accelerate as she looks into my eyes. I needed her.
I walked in the door of my home and froze in the doorway. There she was, my beautiful Bella, my angel, sitting at my piano, running her hands up and down along the keys with a sad look in her eyes. I knew that look. It was the same one that came into my eyes whenever I had to leave her for more than a second.
More than anything, I wanted to see my angel smile. I was about to walk over to her when she closed her eyes and began to play seemingly random notes while a deep look of concentration and frustration crossed her face. It was so beautifully adorable, as was she. My love, my silly Bella. It took all my self control not to laugh at her expression. But I did not want to disturb her, not yet... I was intrigued by her actions. I leaned against the door, watching my wonderful love.
After several minutes of smiling to myself as I saw my angel's hands stumbling along the keys, I could endure no more... I needed to hold her.