Bella POV
I opened my eyes and gazed above me in wonder. I was in the hospital, there was suddenly a bright light shining in my eyes. I blinked a couple of times.
"Isabella can you hear me?" I heard a voice call me. I looked up at a man with very blonde hair. "If you can hear me, blink." He said. I blinked and he stepped back. My eyes finally refocused. He looked familiar. "I'm , your Isabella correct" he said. That explains it, his green eyes told it all. This was Edward's father.
"Hi, and it's just Bella." I said, sitting up.
"Your father said you fell. I will recommend some pain medicine. Other than that your fine and you will be able to leave. " He said, he was looking at my chart. "It seems you've been in the hospital allot." He commented.
"Yeah, I'm really clumsy; I should get a handicap sticker for it." I said and he chuckled.
"Try to be more careful. I hope you will feel better." He said
"Thank you and I will try." I said and he smiled and exited. I got dressed and was met by my dad.
"Hey." He said. " says you should be fine." He said. "I was worried." He mumbled. I smiled and he smiled an awkward smile back.
I got, home made myself and my dad dinner, and then I got ready to go to Alice's house. I knew that it was silly to get ready and I knew that Edward didn't care but I would still look nice. I already got the okay from Charlie so I just got in my truck and pulled out the directions she gave me.
I arrived there at exactly seven. There house was, well it was beyond words. I met her mother Esme, she was so sweet. Alice led me into the living room where Rose, Jasper, and Emmett were waiting. Alice cut and measured us and stripped us, I was so glad to be the first one done. Esme came in and asked if I wanted something to drink and I nodded, but I said I'd get it, she smiled and then pointed me towards the kitchen and told me to help myself to anything I wanted.
I walked into the kitchen and poked my head in the fridge. They had more food then a restaurant but with Emmett I bet they probably needed it. I just took a bottle of water and shut the door. I was surprised when I turned around and not alone in the kitchen. His green eyes boring down on me, Edward. I ignored him and stalked into the living room.
"Bella." I heard him call but I didn't pay attention to him. I sat down next to Rosalie and he came in standing at the edge of the room leaning against the wall, he looked more like a model then anyone ever had the right too. Alice started talking to me and then a wicked glint came into her eye.
"So Mike keeps asking me to tell you to go out with him. He wants to "tap that"" She said using air quotes. Then I heard a loud noise, it sounded like a growl. I looked around the room and then everyone's eyes were on Edward and when I looked at him, I swear his eyes were black.
"Mike needs to keep his hands to himself before I rip off his hands." He said through his clenched teeth. Why was he acting like this? He didn't even care; it wasn't fair that he acted like he cared when he had a girlfriend! I abruptly stood wanting to be out of there.
"I don't see why you care." I mumbled on the way out. I sat in the island in the middle of kitchen and just looked out the window.
"Bella?" I heard a velvet voice call. I sighed, couldn't put this off.
"What is it Edward?" I said turning to look at him, my mind going blank looking at his intense gaze.
"Of course I care." He said as if it was the most obvious thing.
"Edward, you don't even want to be my friend." I said, I felt tears falling down my cheeks. He rushed over to me and held my face in his hands frantically trying to wipe them away.
"I only said that because I knew that you don't care for me; well not as I care for you. I didn't want to be tempted to kiss you again when I clearly upset you by doing so." He said sincerely. Was he on medication?
"I wasn't upset, wait…what do you mean I don't care for you?" I asked indecorously
"Bella, I'm well aware you don't care for me." he said as if the thought pained him.
"You obviously don't know me as well as you thought you did." I said softly, how could he be thinking this off all things? "I pulled away because I knew that you thought it was a mistake, you have a girlfriend." I said, that was right, he was probably in love with her, and he felt pity for me.
"I broke up with her." He said and I gaped at him, it took me a minute to respond.
"Why?" I asked, barley hearing myself.
"I realized that even though you couldn't possibly want to be with me, that I couldn't possibly be with Stacy when I was so into you." He said a faint blush touching his cheeks.
"Are you really so into me?" I asked caressing his cheek, to make sure he was really here and no just some dream. He leaned his face into my hand and placed a light kiss on the palm of my hand.
"I really am and so much more." He replied dazzling me with his eyes. I think he did that on purpose, but at this moment I couldn't care.
"How much more?" I asked in barley a whisper. He took my hands and held them tightly.
"I l –" he started to say but then his father walked into the kitchen. Edward moved so we were facing his dad but still had one hand twined together "Hey dad, I want you to meet—"
"Bella." said smiling as he looked up.
"Hi ." I replied smiling.
"Please call me Carlisle; I'm guessing I will be seeing more of you anyways." He said setting down his jacket and chuckling. I laughed.
"Dad, how do you know Bella?" Edward asked, and then he turned to me. "Were you at the hospital? Why? Are you okay?" he asked frantically.
"Edward, son." Carlisle said in a calming voice. "She slipped and hit her head, I ran all the tests and she's fine. So calm down." Carlisle said in a resurging tone and then he left the kitchen.
"Are you sure your okay, don't lie to me." he said looking at my head. I pushed his hands away.
"I'm fine. Now can we get back to our earlier conversation?" I asked.
"Let's take a walk." He suggested. I nodded and he took my hand and led me out the back door. We walked on a path of some sort and then we came to this little meadow. I gasped, it was so beautiful. I saw a small portable stereo and a blanket and a picnic basket. I turned around and he was smiling at me.
"What's this for?" I asked beaming; his smile grew wider in response.
"Just for being amazing you. Come sit with me." he said leading me to the blanket I sat down next to him and stared at the stars.
"Beautiful." I commented.
"No." he replied shaking his head, I looked at him curiously. "Not with you standing here in comparison." He said kidding my hand.
"Tell me what you were going to say in the kitchen." I said, I needed to know. It sounded like…but I doubt that…he couldn't have started to say that. Again he was really worried about me when he heard I was in the hospital… no, I knew he didn't love me, especially the way I loved him.
"Bella?" he asked, and I looked back up at him.
"Yes?" I responded a little dazed.
"Do you really want to know what I was going to say?" he asked. I nodded.
"Yes please." I replied.
"I was going to tell you that I loved you." He said looking deeply into my eyes. I was shocked, in awe. I hoped he would say those words, in my dreams he said those words and he actually said them. "I understand that you don't fell the same way…" he said but I cut him off with a fierce kiss.
"Stop, I love you too." I said breathless.
"Really?" he asked his eyes widening. I grabbed his face in my hands.
"I love you Edward Anthony Cullen." I said and then he was the one to kiss me fiercely.
"I love you Isabella Marie Swan." He said as we laid on the blanket looking at the full moon.
"I need to show you something." He said getting up. He went over to the stereo and pressed play. Soon a beautiful song was playing through the speakers. I was in awe. He came back to me and sat down and picked me up to pull me into his lap. I layed my head against his chest and breathed him in. We just sat there and listened to the song and held each other. As it came to its last note I felt a tear spill from my eye.
"That was beautiful." I said wiping the tear. I turned around to face him he was blushing. "What's its name?" I asked and he blushed harder. "What?" I asked.
"I named it Bella's Lullaby." He said nuzzling his face into my hair. I grabbed his face and made him look at me.
"You wrote this?" I asked beaming. I knew he was special. He nodded. "For me?" I asked and he nodded again.
"You inspired it." He said smiling a little. I threw my arms around him and was kissing every spot I could find. He chuckled.
"So you like it?" he asked.
"I LOVE IT!" I said kissing him.
"Thank gosh, I thought you hated it." He said, I laughed at his relived expression. I sighed and laid my head against his chest again. We talked about music, we talked about all the little things but nothing could compare to the big things that were said before. We're in love and just this idea couldn't keep a smile off my face.