Hey-llooooooooo.

disclaimer:

reality: --to the tune of mary had a little lamb—you will never own twilight. Own twilight. Own twilight. You will never own twilight so ha ha ha ha he.

Me: you are a HORRIBLE singer, you know that.

Reality: I don't care. Because...­--sings again-- you will never own twilight. Own twilight. Own twilight. You will never own twilight so ha ha ha ha he.

Me: --runs away—

Chapter 19

"Come on, Bella, you have to take a shower and then I have to do your hair and makeup and find some jewelry and..." I walked into the bathroom and closed the door on her face. I heard her laugh from the other side. "Just tell me when your done, and then I'll come in there and help you!" she called through the door.

This was going to be a long 2 hours.

After I was poked and prodded by Alice with multiple makeup items (for the second day in a row!) for an hour and a half, I was finally released.

"Come on, Bella! We have to get your dress on!" Alice said as she dragged me into my room. She carefully slipped the dress on over my head (so as not to ruin my makeup or hair.) Then she reached for the shoes and put them on me. (The shoes pic is on my profile too)

"Alright, Bella, time to go downstairs and show the man of your dreams how beautiful you are," Alice announced. I giggled and nodded. I took one step, and then tripped.

Luckily, Alice was there to catch me. "Bella, you really need to learn how to walk in heels," she said.

"Alright, enough about my flaws, lets just go downstairs and see Edward," I said. I cautiously took another step, and I didn't fall. Then I walked out of my room and was about to walk downstairs, but Alice stopped me.

"Edward, turn around and don't look," she said. He turned around and then I proceeded to walk downstairs.

"Alright, you can look now," said Alice as I reached the floor. Edward turned around and gasped. He walked over to me, starring in disbelief. I blushed.

" Alice, you are incredible. First, at prom, I didn't think you could make her any more beautiful. Then yesterday, you make her beautiful again. Then today, wow."

I didn't think I could blush any redder that before, but I did.

"Isabella Marie Swan, you are the most exquisite creature to ever walk this earth," Edward said.

Wow, I could even blush redder than before? I probably looked like a tomato...

Edward, seeing me blush, chuckled. Just then, I saw Renee walk downstairs.

She was beautiful. Her dress was the same length as mine, but it was bright red instead of black, and it had spaghetti straps.

Edward whistled, and I giggled. He glanced at me and gave me a look that said "hey, I want to get on her good side."

"Wow, Renee, you look great!" Alice said as Renee walked into the living room with us.

"Ya, Mom, you look awesome!" I said. Edward looked back and forth from Renee to me and then grinned.

"I am the luckiest man in the world to have these two lovely ladies for dates," he said. Renee and I giggled. "Ladies, shall we?" Edward asked as he stuck out his arms. We both linked our arms in his, and then Alice grabbed a camera out of her purse.

"Wait! I need a picture of this!" she said as she clicked the camera. Then Edward steered us out of the house and into his car.

But it wasn't the Volvo. It was what I knew as Edward's "special occasion car," the one he had taken me to prom in. An Aston Martin V12 Vanquish.

I sat in the back, and Renee rode in the passenger seat next to Edward. I couldn't help but feel a bit jealous, even though she was my mother. And she was married. And over 40 years old. Then again, technically, Edward was 110...

We arrived at Port Angeles 30 minutes later (Edward had kept his driving to a normal speed) expected Edward to stop at the restaurant, but he drove right past it.

"Edward! You missed the restaurant!" I said. He chuckled.

"I decided to get reservations at a nicer restaurant, where we're sure that no one that we know will be at," he said. 10 minutes later, he pulled the car to a stop. Edward ran around to open my door, and a valet parking man opened Renee's. Edward handed a tip to the man, and he got in the Edward's car to go park it. Edward held out his arms again, and then steered us into the restaurant.

"Cullen," he said to the hostess. She looked up from the podium that she was standing behind, and did a double take when she saw Edward.

"Oh...um...what?" she said, clearly dazzled by him.

"Cullen," he said, slower this time. She smiled at him, and then looked down at her papers. "Oh, yes," she said as she looked up again. She looked like she just then noticed my mom and I, and then she seemed to get a bit less friendly, "Martin will show you to your table."

A man with a nametag that said "Martin" gestured to us to follow him. He directed us to a table in the back of the restaurant, and then handed us our menus.

"Someone will be right out to take your drink orders," he said with a heavy French accent.

"Thank you," Edward said as Martin left. I looked around at the restaurant, and saw that the name of it was Beau Nourriture. I wondered what that meant in French.

"'Beau Nourriture' means 'Beautiful Food' in French. Not a very original name," Edward said with a frown. I guessed that Renee must've been thinking the same thing, and Edward had answered her thoughts.

A girl with unnatural blonde hair and a nametag that said "Adélaïde" walked up to us.

"Do you know what you are liking to drink?" she asked, in a heavy French accent as well.

"I'll have a red wine," Renee said.

"Um, I'll just have a Coke," I said. She turned to Edward, and gave him a warm smile. To warm for my likes.

"Just water for me," he said, grinning back at Adélaïde. She looked like she was going to faint.

"Um, I'm sorry. What would you like?" she asked. I looked over at Renee who looked at me; both of us had raised eyebrows. We made eye contact and both giggled.

"Water is fine," he said again. Adélaïde smiled at him again and then walked away.

"Edward!" I said to him.

"What?" he asked.

"You know what. You shouldn't go dazzling people like that! She's probably back there right now freaking out! And then she's going to come back here and faint when she looks at you again!" Edward was laughing.

"Sorry. I didn't even notice I was doing it. I was just being friendly."

"Theres a difference between 'friendly' and 'flirtatious'. That was definitely flirtatious. Now, don't do that again!" I said. He roared with laughter.

"Alright, alright, I'm sorry." Just then, Adélaïde returned with our drinks.

"Here are your drinks," she said as she fluffed her hair and batted her eyelashes at Edward.

"Thank you," he replied, but he didn't look at Adélaïde. He was starring at me the whole time.

"Is do you know what you are liking for your dinner?" she asked.

"I think we need a few more minutes," Edward replied, still not taking his eyes off of me. Adélaïde looked at me with angry eyes, and then turned back to Edward.

"Well, Monsieur, I will be back in a few minutes," she said, attempting for the last time to get Edward's attention back. When she failed, she turned on her heel and stormed back to the kitchen.

Renee and I laughed, and Edward looked at us questioningly. "What did she do?" he asked. Neither of us could answer because we were laughing so hard.

We all picked up our menus and looked for what we would like to eat. Something caught my attention; Zucchini Soup with Pasta. I liked zucchini, and I liked pasta. I would give it a try.

I looked at how much it cost, and gasped. Everything on the menu was incredibly expensive.

"Edward, do you see how expensive everything is?" I asked him. He waved his hand as if to say "oh, whatever."

"Bella, its fine," he said.

"Edward, I can't let you pay for all this!" I said.

"Bella, this is my treat. You know we can afford it without a problem. Just let me pay for it." I sighed in defeat and nodded.

Adélaïde came back a few minutes later and took our orders. She saw Edward's and mine hands intertwined under the table, and then she finally put two and two together. But she still attempted to flirt with Edward. Of course, he paid her no attention.

When we were almost finished with our dinners, a band came onto a stage at the front of the restaurant and began to play. Edward stood up to my mother and took her hand. "Would you like to dance, Renee?" he asked her. She blushed and nodded.

As Edward effortlessly twirled Renee around the dance floor, I couldn't help but feel jealous again. Yes, it was my mother, and yes, I hate dancing, but that was my Edward. I wanted him all to myself.

As the band finished the first song and began to play the second, Edward walked over to me and asked me to dance. I accepted right away, and Edward was surprised. Then he seemed to understand why I accepted so soon, and he grinned.

He used the same technique from prom of me standing on his feet, since he and I both knew that if I were to attempt to dance that I would probably break my neck. As Edward and I danced together, he seemed distant, and nervous about something.

"Edward, whats wrong?" I asked him. He seemed to zone out of his own world and looked at me.

"What? W...what do you mean?" he stuttered. Theres that stuttering again.

"You seem sort of...distant..." I replied.

"Oh...well...um...I don't know what you mean..." he said. He sounded very nervous about something, and I didn't know what. "It's ok, Bella. Everything is ok. Just...just don't worry," he said. (its funny because right now I feel just as nervous as Edward does because I REALLY get into my stories...)

As the song ended, Edward and I sat back down. "I'll be right back, Bella," he said. He walked up to the hostess desk and looked like he was asking her a question. She said something back to him, and then walked back to the kitchens. She came back out a minute later and said something else, to which Edward nodded his head. Then Edward walked over to the stage where the band was taking a break, and said something to them. Then he walked onstage and sat down at the piano.

I gasped. He was going to play the piano, in front of all these people. He began to play, and I could feel tears coming to my eyes. It was a song that I would know anywhere, even if it was 50 years from now. Even if I was asleep. Even if I was dead, I would probably do some sort of response to hearing it.

My lullaby. Edward was playing my lullaby.

Now the tears were streaming openly down my face. Renee looked over at me. "You know this song?" she asked me. I nodded.

"He...wr...wrote it...for...for me," I said. It was very hard for me to talk because I was crying. I looked back at Renee, and I could see tears forming in her eyes as well.

I looked back at Edward, and I could see so much emotion on his face. He looked up from the piano and looked at me. He saw the tears falling down my face and smiled slightly at me. I smiled back.

When the song finished, everyone began to cheer. He stood up to take a bow. When everyone stopped clapping, he reached for the microphone that the band had been using earlier. I looked over at Renee with a questioning look, and she inclined her head as if to say "just watch."

"That is a song that I wrote myself. It was inspired by that beautiful lady over there," he pointed to me, "Isabella Swan. My girlfriend. But she is so much more than that. She is the person that I want to spend the rest of my life with. I'm sure that most of you don't think it's possible to find your soul mate at age 18, but it is possible. I have found mine. Bella," turned to look at me, "Bella, you are the love of my life. You are my life, my happiness, and my light. You are the most important person in my life. Without you, my life would have no meaning."

I was crying so hard now, it was hard to even see Edward through my tears. Then it hit me. Everything that had happened in the past few days started to add up. I realized what the plan was. I realized what Alice must've seen, why Charlie knew about it, and why Edward had insisted that Renee come to visit. Why Edward had been so nervous tonight. It all clicked into place.

Edward got off the stage and walked back to the table where I was sitting. He reached in the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a small, red box.

I put my hand over my mouth. When he reached me, he slowly got down on one knee.

"Isabella Marie Swan," he said. He opened the small box and I saw the most beautiful ring in the world inside it. It had three stones, the one in the middle was topaz, just like his eyes, and the ones on the sides were diamonds. I gasped, and I heard Renee gasp too.

"Isabella Marie Swan," he said again, "will you marry me?"

I couldn't say anything. No noise would come out of my mouth. All I could do was cry, and then I began to laugh a little. I smiled and nodded.

"Yes," I managed to get out. He smiled the biggest smile I've ever seen, and the slipped the ring on my finger.

Then he stood up and picked me up off my chair. And he kissed me, long and hard, in front off all those people. I heard Renee squeal with glee, and when we broke apart I saw Adélaïde standing in kitchen doorway, so angry she could probably break something.

Just then I heard all the people in the restaurant cheering. I began to laugh, and I was crying at the same time. Edward grinned and kissed me again. Then he wiped my tears away, but they were replaced with new ones.

"Isabella, you have just made me the happiest man in the world," he said. "I wasn't sure if you would say yes."

"How could I not! In front of all these people, and those were the most beautiful words I've ever heard. And then you played my lullaby, Edward, that was the most wonderful thing I'll probably ever experience."

"I love you so much, Bella," he said.

"I love you too," I said. Then he leaned down to kiss me again.

I have one thing to say---EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

Ok. So throughout the whole second part of this chapter I was literally shaking because I was so nervous, and crying at the part when Bella was. And I'm the author! I've been planning this since like...3 weeks ago. I've written and re-written the words Edward says over 20 times. And still, I was crying during it.

Im sorry if you didn't want them to get married. I just thought it was so perfect...i couldn't resist. Oh, and for those of you who are all "wtf? Why isn't Renee pissed off?" its because Edward asked her permission to marry Bella first. She was totally pissed off then, but now she's ok.

Please review!

-danielle-

p.s. Picture of the ring on my profile!

p.p.s. yes, that does seem like a good stopping point, but the story isn't over yet!!!!!! theres still A LOT more to go!