Hey guys. Just a quick question. I wasn't planning on making this rated 'M' but I can definitely see it going there with the plot. Soooo review and tell me if you think I should keep it 'T' or change it to 'M' so they can have sex ;)
Edward POV
Have you ever gotten this feeling, where it seems as if your heart will burst with so much happiness? Where you feel as if you can't possibly smile any wider or else your face will break?
No?
Well, I highly recommend it.
Bella was beside me, walking and talking, telling me about her classes and her friends Ben and Angela. To be honest, I didn't really hear what she was saying; I was too busy watching her.
Bella uses her hands to talk as much as her voice, describing things with her hands and waving her arms around, coming perilously close to hitting a few people.
It was adorable and completely sexy.
She glanced up at me and stopped walking. I looked at her confusedly, wondering what had made her stop.
"What are you smirking at, Mr. Cullen?"
Oh…I must have been smiling and hadn't even known it. Only Bella could do that to me.
"Well, Ms. Swan, I was smiling at you."
To prove my point, I smiled wider and looked at her intently; trying to tell her without words how I felt about her.
She looked back me, her beautiful chocolate eyes wide, and started chewing on her bottom lip, seeming like she was about to rip a hole in it. But I couldn't have that.
Those lips were mine!
Er, soon to be mine…hopefully.
I lifted my hand and gently removed her lip from between her unforgiving teeth, all the while staring into her seemingly endless brown eyes. I wanted my lips to replace my finger, which was still resting lightly on her mouth, but I couldn't; not until I knew how she felt about me, or even if she had a boyfriend back in New York.
I sighed to myself as I removed my finger reluctantly.
"Sir! Excuse me, sir!"
I glanced around as the same woman from the front desk came running towards Bella and I, her high heels clacking annoyingly on the tile floor.
She was holding my phone. Hmm, I must have dropped it when I picked up Bella.
She reached us and I noticed that her name tag said 'Abigail.' (A/N hehe, that's me :D)
"Here…I think…you dropped…this." She was slightly out of breath from running after us.
I looked down and gave her a big, genuine smile. In this day and age, it's not every day that someone will make an actual effort to return something to you instead of just stealing it, and my phone had all my contacts and papers for school in it.
"Thank you Abigail. I don't know what I'd do without my phone."
I gave her another smile and her eyes took on a glazed look as she stared at me. My smile faded and my eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. Was she on drugs?
Bella coughed loudly beside me, and Abigail jerked back a step, startled.
"Oh, uh, is this your girlfriend?"
God help me.
"Um," I cleared my throat nervously. "Yea."
I heard Bella's sharp intake of breath and mentally slapped myself in the face. I hadn't told her that I was pretending that she was my girlfriend.
Quickly, before Abigail could say something else that would get me even deeper into shit hole I was in, I grabbed Bella's arm and pulled her toward the exit, throwing a quick, "Thanks again!" over my shoulder.
Neither of us said a word on the walk back to my car. I wanted to make a joke about it, but I couldn't find the right words, and all of the ones that I thought of sounded stupid and juvenile.
It wasn't until I was pulling out that I just decided to tell her what happened.
"Um, Bella-"
"Edward-"
"Oops."
"My bad."
"Sorry. Go ahead."
"No no, you were first. Go on."
"All right, well, I just wanted to say sorry for using you like that, but when I walked in she saw me and I knew that she wanted to flirt with me and I really didn't have the time nor patience to deal with it and I just wanted to see you so I told her that I was picking up my girlfriend from the airport so she would just leave me alone and I'm sorry that I didn't tell you but I totally forgot until I saw her with my phone and I sound like Alice now so I'm going to shut up."
I was straight ahead at the road the whole time, but looked up to see what Bella's reaction was. I can't be sure, but I swear I thought I saw a look of disappointment and hurt, but it was gone as soon as I looked, so it might have been just a trick of the light.
"It's fine Edward, really. I mean, we're friends so I don't mind pretending to be your girlfriend if it gets you out of flirting with frisky secretaries."
There was that damn 'f' word again.
Friends.
Bah, who made that word? Because I want to stab them in the face with a knife.
When Bella said 'friends' I felt like a little piece of my heart had been ripped out. Of course she didn't want anything more from me; I wasn't anywhere near being good enough for her. She's beautiful and funny and kind, and I'm awkward and completely unable to verbalize my feelings.
Come on you pussy, suck it up. You won't know how she feels until you tell her how you feel. So stop feeling sorry for yourself and grow a pair, dammit!
I could practically hear Emmett's voice yelling at me.
I shook my head to clear it, trying to concentrate on the road in front of me instead of the Emmett's voice in my head or, even more distracting, the beautiful girl—woman—sitting next to me.
After about twenty minutes of awkward silence, (at least, it seemed awkward to me) I decided I couldn't take it anymore and turned my head to look at Bella, opening my mouth to say something, anything, when I realized that she was asleep. Her head was lolling towards me with her mouth slightly open, and her hair was covering half of her face.
She looked like an angel.
I smiled slightly and continued watching her, tearing my eyes away only when I remembered that I was driving and should not be staring at anything other than the road.
I kept continually glancing towards her as the minutes passed. Occasionally, she would mutter random words or sentences. Once, I heard her say 'pretty green eyes' and wondered again if she had a boyfriend back in New York. Then another time I heard her sigh and say 'Edward' and I almost swerved off the road in surprise and happiness. Maybe she was dreaming about me…or maybe she was thinking about the guy from Wuthering Heights. Personally, I was hoping for the first one and even if it wasn't, I wouldn't be able to tell for sure, so I just imagined that she was dreaming of me.
About an hour into the drive, Bella's head rolled all the way onto my shoulder, and I couldn't help but stiffen at the contact. Her hair was splayed across my neck and shoulders, smelling like strawberries and Bella.
After a moment, she snuggled her face in closer to my neck and mumbled, 'smells yummy, want to lick it.' Again, I didn't know if she was talking about how I smelled or if she was dreaming about cooking class, but, to be honest, I didn't give a damn. Here was the most amazing girl in the world, and she was snuggled up to me and smelling like heaven.
I was, without a doubt, the luckiest man on earth.
Okaaaaay, so….don't kill me please. I know that it's been forever and then some since I updated, but I've just been so busy with everyday life in general I just haven't had the time.
At the moment, I am currently procrastinating cleaning my room so you can have this chapter, so you're welcome.
Now, I don't know about you guys, but I don't like this chappie all that much. It's mostly just a filler until I get to the next one, which will (hopefully) be a bit better.
Anyway, please review and tell me what you liked, loved, or hated. :D
