EPOV

The door opened, and she had the black roses that were taped to the door wrapped in her hair. Her hair was dark brown. "Hello?" she whispered. Well, not she…it was Isabella Swan. My Best Friend. I. Was. In. Love. With. Her. I choked. She fumbled around for the light switch and turned it on with a sigh. Her beautiful chocolate brown eyes zeroed in on me. I couldn't read the expression on her face…it looked…almost...pained? She sighed and put a shaky hand to her head, like she was trying to clear it. "Hey," I choked out. I wanted to say more, but I couldn't. I didn't know why the hell I felt so shy and confused around her. Well…I do…but that never stopped me before.

She bit her lip. She walked slowly and sat on the foot of the bed, wrapping her delicate arms around her long legs. She rested her head on her knees and looked at me. Then a startled look crossed her features. Worry settled in. "Edward, what's wrong?" she whispered. She crawled over the bright pink covers and rested her hand on my cheek. I pulled away from it, and I saw her cringe out of the corner of my eye. I suppressed wincing. "Edward, talk to me." She pleaded. I shook my head; I wasn't sure if I could talk right now with out my voice breaking. I turned away from her so she wouldn't see the tears in my eyes, threatening to spill over. She crawled over my body and curled into my side. Is she trying to torture me?

I looked down at her and smiled weakly. I could easily see the pain and confusion in her eyes. She pulled herself up and pecked me lightly on my lips. My heart broke in two. A tear spilled over. She opened her eyes slowly and looked at me. She wiped it away quickly, her finger leaving a burning trail across my cheekbone. "Edward, please." I shook my head, still unable to talk. She climbed into my lap and looked into my eyes and took my face between her long hands. I tried to pull away, my heart was breaking more by the second. I gave up and closed my eyes. My eyelashes felt cold and wet against my cheek. "Honey, you need to talk to me." I bit my lip so I wouldn't scream at the pain in my chest. I shook my head.

Her hands fell from my face. She took my hands and rested them lightly on her hips. Her lips were at my ear. "I love you, Edward." she whispered. I almost jumped her right there. I took her face roughly between my hands and pulled her face closer to mine. "Say it again." I murmured. "I love you." I crushed my lips to hers. "I love you." I whispered against her soft lips. She smiled lightly. "I'm glad I picked this door." I thought of the conversation I had with Alice and Rose.

"Edward. You're going to be in my room." Alice said, looking me in the eye. "Why?" I shuddered, thinking of the bright pink bed and the light pink walls… "Because. You know that she'll pick my room. Because…well, it's Bella." She giggled. "And you know if you tape some roses on the door, she'll pick it." Rose said wrapping her arm around my shoulder. "Black roses!" Alice screamed. I looked at her like she was crazy. "Bella loves black roses." Jasper explained, wrapping her arms around Alice's waist. "Okay. But what if she doesn't feel the same way?" Emmett laughed. "Dude. Even I can see that she's head over heels for you."

I grinned at her. "I am, too."

"Edward, you don't know how long I've waited for this moment." she sighed contently.

"And you don't know how long I've waited to call you mine." she giggled and pulled away from me. I felt a little empty without her in my arms.

"Just because I love you….that doesn't make me yours." she giggled. I thought about that and slightly frowned. I pulled her back into my arms; I didn't like feeling empty.

"I'll always be yours…" I started.

"Mhm." She sighed, leaning back into me.

"If you'll always be mine." she thought about this.

"Sounds like a deal." she smiled. I laughed and kissed her neck, exposed because her head was resting in my shoulder.

"Thank you!" I smiled against her soft skin. "

I love you." I could hear a smile in her musical voice. I nodded. She pulled out of my embrace and sat across from her, folding her long legs underneath her.

"Did you know that, Edward?" I smiled; I loved hearing her say those three small words. "I believe I do know that." I teased. I pulled her back into my lap.

"So, what would you like to do this weekend, love?" she smiled beautifully.

"Um, I think…I would like to spend it right here." I chuckled. Sounded perfect.

"Sounds like a plan to me." she turned around in my lap, straddling me.

"Ooooo! Can me order take out??" her eyes were sparking brightly, illuminating the milk chocolate that was her eyes. I chuckled. She loved vegetable fried rice.

"Of course." She squealed.

"Thank you!!" she yelled, throwing her arms around me and brought her lips to mine. I happily obliged. I wrapped my arms around her waist, trying to pull her closer to me. She pushed me down on the bed. My hands traveled up the bottom of her shirt. She giggled into my mouth. Her small hands moved the front of my shirt and she tugged on it lightly. It took everything I had to break away and pull her wrists into my hand. She pouted. She lay flat on the bed and I put her wrists above her head.

"Bella…" she broke free and started to lift her shirt off. I took her hands in mine and held them tightly in mine.

"Bella, would you please stop trying to take your clothes off?" I laughed. Her eyes were crazy; on fire. "I love you and I want you." she nodded, biting her lip. 'But…the rules clearly state to keep it 'PG-13'…and knowing Ali and Rose, they really will know." she sighed. "Okay." she said, giggling.