Chapter 15 - The Car Ride
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Twilight. Sadly.
A/N: IM SO SORRY! I know I haven't been updating…AT ALL! Please don't kill me. This chapter might be a little bit shorter than the others, but I finally produced something. By the way, when bella and eddy-poo (akward) play 20 questions, it's based off the way my bf and I play it. And the purple thing and the candle stories and Edwards strong hate for candles is ALL REAL. I based it off of my boyfriend and I thought you'd all get a kick out of it. But don't tell him I posted it online….CAITLIN! (come home by the way). Alright. Here it is.
OH! I AM DEDICATING THIS CHAPTER TO SWITSZERLAND4EVER. To someone who checks my stories everyday, here you are. I have updated for you.
BPOV-
The car ride started off long.
"What time is it?" I asked. I was timid to get out of the car, Edward made me feel anxious and self conscious.
"Why don't you just look at the clock on the dashboard, Bella?" He answered snidely. Does this man have issues? Then I thought, there's no way…he's perfect.
"Because," I wined. "I'm tired and I don't want to open my eyes." At this point my whole body was curled up on the side of the car seat, the front of me facing the door. My head was rested upon my bent elbow, leaning up against the little shelf where the bottom of the window meets the door. My eyes were shut tightly because the sun was blinding me.
I couldn't help myself by opening my left eye and sneaking a peek at the gorgeous man sitting next to me. He had his infamous crooked smile on his perfect face. His hair was almost shining, the sun was gleaming off of his copper hair. His eyes flickered over to the right and his smile grew as he caught me gawking at him.
"Take a picture, Bella, it lasts longer." His mouth twisted up into a smirk as I blushed a deep red.
"I'm going back to sleep," but before I did, I glanced at the red-numbered digital clock that read 8:30.
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EPOV-
I couldn't get my mind off of Bella. Not because of the fact that she was sitting next to me sleeping soundly but because I wanted to ask her to be my girlfriend. I mean, she told me that she loved me last night. yeah, but she was sleeping genius. But I love her too. Which sounds insane, but I really do feel something more than just 'like' with Bella. She's perfect in all the ways possible.
Glancing over to her, she looked to peaceful and serene as she slept. God, I could wake up every morning and see her face. Today, I told myself, is the day that you will ask Bella to be your girlfriend.
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BPOV-
(DREAMING) -- Edward's strong hand gently touched my cheek as his face leaned in closer to mine. His eyes were locked on my own as the burned a firey gold. His lips just barely touched mine as he whispered truthfully, "Bella I lo--"
I woke suddenly with a jolt. Someone was banging profusely on my window yelling my name over and over again. I knew exactly who it was too. I slowly opened my right eye to peer at the looming figure with the goofy grin plastered on his face. "Hi Bella." He said.
"I'm going to kick your butt Emmett!" I replied as I forced the door open. I then swung my legs over the edge but when I attempted to jump out of my seat, I was flung backwards by my restraining seatbelt.
Emmett saw the whole thing as he doubled over in laughter pointing at me. The big goofball was too busy laughing at me to notice that I gracefully (YES! GRACEFULLY!) and quietly tiptoed over to him and gave him a swift kick in the ass.
"OUCH!!!!" He yelped. Everybody at the gas station stopped and stared at us. I was now the one that was almost rolling on the ground laughing. Emmett had a loopy grin on his face as he stalked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist and flung me over his shoulder.
"Emmett!" I yelled between laughs. "Put me down this instance!"
"No way Bella!" He boomed back.
Then I heard Rosalie's voice from the gas station door. "Emmett! Put her down you big dork!" I could tell that she was in no way mad at him, I could hear the smile on her face although I couldn't see it.
"AWWW ROSIE! You always ruin the fun! First you make me take off my sombrero in the airport and now you're making me put Bella down. It's not like she's getting hurt up here, I mean she can't even walk across a flat surface without tripping!"
For that last comment I punched Emmett hard in the back. "Ow Bella!" By this time everyone was around us and Emmett finally put me down.
"Okay everyone!" Alice chirped. "It's time to get back on the road!"
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"20 questions." I simply stated to Edward.
"What? What's 20 questions?" he asked.
How could he not know what 20 questions was?! It was as simple as the title of the game! Instead of making fun of him for not knowing it (although I had a strong urge to), I just explained the game to him. "It's when I ask a question and you have to answer it back then I answer the question too. Then you ask a different question and I answer it then you do. We start off with simpler questions and then move into more in-depth personal ones." (A/N: I understand that a lot of people do not play 20 questions this way, but it's the way my boyfriend and I play it.)
"Alright," he replied. "Since it was your idea, you can start," he said with a genuine smile.
I let out a chuckle. "Okay then. I'll start. What's your favorite color?" I asked the most obvious and most-asked question in the world, but what the hell. Why not?
"I'm not going to lie," he said. "I have a strong love for the color purple." he let out a short laugh as I smiled at him. "How about you?"
"Definitely blue." I replied. "Okay now it's time for you to ask me a question."
"Favorite candle smell." he stated simply.
"What the hell? What kind of question is that?" I asked through my hysterical laughter. "And for the record it happens to be Macintosh you candle creeper!" I had to keep my legs crossed to prevent me from peeing because I was laughing so hard. Edward lost it when I said candle creeper and realized what a stupid question he asked and joined in on the laughter. "Now," I started with a grin as big as a fat kid seeing a giant cookie, "what's your favorite candle scent?"
He started laughing again and when he finally calmed down he told me "I have a secret to tell you." He said it with the biggest smile on his face.
"Okay candle creeper. What's the big secret?" I asked.
"I despise candles. And kind of scented wax in a glass container that lights on fire makes me want to stab my self in the foot. My mom buys candles ALL THE TIME! She has an obsession. It's like a horny teenager without porn, she has an addiction to candles. And you know what? I REALLY hate Macintosh candles! That's all we have in my house is friggin' candles. Oh, this one time I woke up and she wrote me a note, it was kinda like a scavenger hunt. So I spent like an hour searching for a box that was supposed to hold a great present. Finally I go into the bathroom and in the bottom drawer was a box with the Jordan shoe logo. And I was like 'HELL YES! FINALLY!' because I wanted Jordan's for like 3 years. So I open the box to find it filled with…CANDLES! I was so disappointed."
By this time I was cracking up. "I'm so sorry candle cree- I mean Edward. I didn't know you had such a strong hate for Macintosh apples." I said between muffled giggles. "um…what kind of candles were they?" I asked, when I already knew the answer. I just wanted to torture the hell out of the poor guy.
Edward took a deep breath and glanced over to me. "Macintosh" he said through his gritted teeth, while the corners of his mouth were begging to be turned up into one of his beautiful crooked smiles of his.
For the next 3 hours all we did was come up with twisted candle names and make disturbing nicknames related to candles.