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Mmmm…I was just having the most wonderful dream…I remember it had something to do with Edward…that must have been why it was so good. But I couldn't remember exactly what it had been about.
I moved around and tried to find a more comfortable position on my bed, but it felt strange and lumpy. I sighed and snuggled closer into my warm, smooth, delicious smelling pillow. I felt my pillow vibrate and mumbled some indecipherable curse words because there would be only one reason for my pillow to be vibrating: It could only mean that my phone was vibrating.
I reached my arm around and slipped it under the covers, feeling along the hard surface of my bed to try and find my phone. It was vibrating even more now, so I must've been getting closer.
I finally reached the source of the vibrating and grabbed it roughly, ready to shut my damn phone up, but, instead of stopping, it made a really weird gurgling noise that I had never heard before. That just made me angry, so I slapped it really hard and growled at it menacingly.
Then, it started laughing. Yes, ladies and gentleman, it was laughing.
But, phones can't laugh, so someone had to be in my room! I shrieked and jumped, trying to get away from the crazy stalker person that was spying on me while I slept, slapping at anything I could reach, and wrenching my eyes open to see the perpetrator just in case I had to pick him out of a line-up.
What greeted my eyes made absolutely no sense.
I was in a car. Not my bed, but a car.
As you can imagine, my first assumption was that I had been kidnapped.
So I started freaking out and trying desperately to open my door, yanking on it hopelessly. It was locked of course.
I went to unlock it when I felt a hand on my arm.
Oh, SHIT!
I turned around slowly until I could see saw a muscular forearm, a long shirt sleeve rolled up past the persons' elbow, and finally, a familiar face with a shock of untidy copper hair.
I slumped back in my chair, simultaneously relieved and embarrassed as hell. I knew Edward had seen all of that from the huge smile plastered all across his face and the fact that he had pulled over on the side of the road.
I couldn't bear to look at Edward any longer, so I stared out the window, making sure that my long hair was able to create a curtain in between us.
Outside, it was drizzling ever so slightly, making everything blurry and surreal. Car headlights reflected off the water droplets and made bright pools of light in the air, looking like the eyes of a gigantic creature. My breath fogged up the windows from how close I was to it, but even when I could hardly see out of the little square of glass, I still didn't turn around. This was just too embarrassing. While Edward was innocently driving the car, I had been groping him in my sleep. In my sleep! I could still remember the way the smooth skin of his chest felt against my fingertips. Like warm silk stretched over some type of strong wood; maybe oak. It was amazing. And then of course, the way he smells.
I was lost in all of my Edward-related thoughts, so I didn't sense it when Edward turned towards me, neither did I expect the hand he placed under my chin as he gently drew my face towards his.
I didn't want to look at his face, so instead I looked at his other hand, which was lying limply in his lap. I don't know why, but I had never before noticed how large his hands were. And it wasn't just that his palms were a great deal wider than mine; his fingers were so long and slender, perfect for playing his piano….or playing something else, preferably something of mine.
Oh. My. God.
Did I honestly just think that about Edward's hands? By the immediate and powerful blush that flooded to my cheeks, I believe the answer to that question would be a big, definite 'yes.'
The hand on my chin tilted my head up, forcing me to look at his face or, to be more specific, right into his jade green eyes. I almost gasped at his expression.
It wasn't amused, it wasn't embarrassed, and it wasn't even disgusted. It was—dare I say?—lustful. That was the only word I could think of, but it described the emotion in his eyes perfectly.
Of course, I was probably just projecting what I wanted to see onto his features, but really, who gives a damn? He looked intense and beautiful and I wanted to smash my lips against his with as much force as possible.
My eyes were still locked with his, refusing to look away and let him win our staring contest. I know it was childish and stupid, but I couldn't help it. I refused to give up. I stared straight into his eyes which seemed to be growing darker even as I looked into them.
Because I was staring into his eyes so intently, I didn't even notice that his face was moving slowly but surely towards mine until I could feel his warm breath on my face, just like all those years ago in his house. My own breathing quickened and I felt my heart doing a two-step, contained only by my ribcage. His eyes were a dark forest green now, looking at me like I was a piece of cake presented to a starving man. It was almost disconcerting…except it was Edward and I had been dreaming that he would look at me like that for far too long.
I leaned in closer and my eyes fluttered closed, waiting for the slight pressure of his lips on mine. Finally, it happened and I again felt that electric shock travel through my body, just as it had the first time, and his lips were so warm and smooth and Edward and—
"Bitches I hope you know, I won't stop 'till I hit that hoe, baby come say hello, and get your drunk ass over here let's bone." (A/N just in case anyone's wondering, the song is 'Bitches' by Hollywood Undead. Best. Band. Ever….Period. :D)
I opened my eyes and saw Edward's do the same. I blinked in confusion at what that noise was and where it was coming from, when I realized with mortification that it was the ringtone on my phone. Well, whoever it was could go straight to Hell because there was no way I was going to answer the phone when I was literally a second away from a hot and heavy make-out session with Edward.
Unfortunately for me, Edward had different ideas. As soon as he heard my phone, he pulled his head back, half of his mouth lifted up into a tiny smile that made me want to kiss him more than before, if that was even possible.
I huffed and dug around in my pockets, trying to fish out my phone before the person calling me hung up; after all, it could be an emergency or something. I finally found it, nestled in my back pocket and answered quickly without looking at the caller ID.
"Hello?"
"BELLA! YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHAT HAPPENED!"
I winced at the sound of my best friend, Jacob's, loud booming voice right in my ear.
"You're right Jacob, I'll never be able to guess what happened to you, so why don't you just tell me and we can skip the whole 'you have to guess!' thing."
I wanted him to hurry up and tell me because there was still a small chance that Edward would still want to kiss me once I got off the phone. I knew Jacob was disappointed because he huffed out a breath and an exceeding amount of static came over the line.
"Fine! But you know you love me, even though I annoy the shit out of you."
I couldn't help but laugh at that, because it was entirely too true, especially in this particular situation.
"Yeah Jake, you know I love you, now TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED!"
"Jeez Bells, don't get your panties in a twist. I need a dramatic pause before I tell you the big news."
"JUST TELL ME JACOB!"
"Jesus Christ Bella, are you PMSing or something? Seriously chill the fuck out."
I forced myself to take a few deep breaths. In through your nose, out through your mouth.
"Ok Jacob, now will you please tell me what's going on?"
"Well…" Cue the dramatic pause. "I met someone!"
"WHAT?! Jake that's great!"
On the other end, he squealed with happiness, obviously pleased at my reaction.
"Tell me all about it!"
"I want to, I really do, but I have a date to be at in," a pause as he looked around for a clock, "five minutes ago."
"Oh Jake, try and be punctual next time, all right? You don't want your date to think badly of you, do you?"
"I'll try Bella, but you know how I am." He was right; I knew exactly how he was and I was almost positive that he had never been on time for anything in his entire life. But that was just who Jake was, so I always forgave him when I told him to meet me for dinner at 7 and he came at 7:35. Or when he forgot that it was his turn to get the popcorn for our movies nights so I had to buy it three times in a row.
I heard in the other end of the receiver, Jake's old VW Rabbit start and knew that he had to go. Any irritation I had at him from ruining mine and Edwards almost make-out session were forgotten as soon as he told me the big news.
"Have fun on your date Jake. And, even though you do annoy the shit out of me, I still love you. Only a little bit though."
"I love you too. Man, I miss you Bells. It's not half as fun without you around to trip and spill something on someone."
All the affection I had towards Jacob disappeared as soon as he said that.
"You crossed the line right there buddy. No more homemade brownies next time I see you."
"What?! You wouldn't be that cruel to me, would you?"
I didn't say a word and I could tell that my lack of an answer worried him greatly.
"Um, you know that saying, 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned?'"
"Um-hmm."
"Well, you're not gonna be like that, are you?"
"I might be. I guess you'll just never know. Now go have fun on your date and you can call to grovel for my forgiveness later, all right?"
"All right, fine. I'll talk to you later. Love ya."
"Love you too Jacob, bye."
I hung up, relieved to be off the phone and alone with Edward again. I looked up at him through my lashed, trying to gauge what mood he would be in, but what I saw was completely unexpected. His shoulders were hunched up practically around his ears and his fingers were gripping too tightly to the steering wheel; his knuckles were turning a shade lighter than the rest of his pale skin. His entire body seemed rigid, as if someone had replaced his bones with steel metal rods, and his teeth were clenched so hard I though they might shatter at any moment.
"Edward?" I couldn't get my voice above a whisper.
"Yes, Bella?" His tone was stiff and formal. I wouldn't have been surprised if he had called me ma'am.
"Are...are you all right?"
"Perfectly fine, thank you."
I looked at him dubiously, but he wouldn't return my gaze, focusing his attention instead on pulling back out into the lanes of heavy traffic traveling past us.
"All right. If you say so."
He just nodded his head sharply.
Hmm, I couldn't fathom what had gotten Edward so worked up. It wasn't something I had said when I was on the phone with Jacob, was it? I thought about it for a minute but decided that there was no way anything I had said could be offensive to him in any way, shape, or form.
After seconds (or hours) of completely silence, Edward slowly turned his head to me, staring deep into my eyes and hypnotizing me, once again, with his vibrant green eyes.
"Who's Jacob?"
I barely heard his murmured question over the rain now pouring down in sheets on top of the car.
"Just my best friend." I smiled up at him, eager to appease his curiosity.
He nodded slowly once, still looking at me and not at the road.
"So he's not your…" It seemed like he was having trouble vocalizing what he wanted to say because his mouth opened and closed like a fish several times before he finally spit out, "boyfriend?"
For a moment, all I could do was stare at him incredulously. Then I started busting a gut at the idea of Jake and me dating.
Once I got my breathing slightly more under control, I was finally able to respond to Edward's question.
"No, he is most definitely not my boyfriend. He's the farthest thing from it, in fact."
He raised an eyebrow, not entirely believing me, which made me kind of mad and upset, that he wouldn't believe me when I told the simple truth.
"How so?"
Oh, so he wanted me to elaborate. Well, at least it was an easy situation to elaborate on.
"Edward, Jacob's gay."
I'm sorry, but I just couldn't help but leave it at that point. And, if anyone doesn't like me making Jacob gay, then I'm sorry you think that way. I really like Jacob, I just hate all the love-triangles, so I'm fixing it so it's impossible for him to be in a love-triangle.
I also have never seen Jake be gay, so I figured 'what the hell' and went for it :D
As always, review and tell me what you liked, disliked, hated, loved, wanted to make out with (namely Edward) and so on and so forth.
