Author's Note: And, without further ado… I give you…. (Drum roll please!) Chapter Four!

Disclaimer: Yes, I own Twilight, Edward, New Moon, Eclipse, and Edward's broken window. Now, it you'll excuse me, the nice doctor lady is here with a very posh looking white jacket for me. Very couture. (Cough, cough, it's a straightjacket, cough, cough.)

Come Whatever May: Chapter Four!

"What do you know about me? You've been talking to me for, what? Five minutes, ten? You don't know me any better than I know you." I was talking soft, and my voice didn't come out as sharp as I had intended. This strange boy made me feel like strangling him, but at the same time I wanted to wrap my arms around him tight and just be there together. The conflicting emotions frightened me, much more than they should. That, in turn, made me unusually anxious, thus, the shaking that could be heard in my voice and seen in my hands.

"I'm very good at reading people, call it a gift. Five minutes is all I needed to read (at least part of) you like a book. You're not the typical teenage girl, that much I'm confident in saying." He folded his arms across his chest and his expression dared me to contradict his observations.

I couldn't, my miraculous comeback was, "I may not be able to read you like a book, but I'm pretty sure you're as far from a teenage boy as an actual teenage boy can get. If that makes any sense."

"I think the cold is getting to you; that made the least sense of anything I have heard in a long while." He smiled at me and reached out to take my hand, which I willingly gave him. Something about being with him just felt right. He directed me across the yard, his steps were light and agile, and for some reason, reminded me of a gazelle. There was no doubt about it, he was very athletic. The complete opposite of me; I traced the shape and line of his leg with my eyes, trying to be inconspicuous. But I'm sure he caught me, a smile was stretching across his face. All of this took only a couple of seconds at the most, and then he had pulled me inside his house. He quickly let go of my hand and spun to close the door and lock it. As the lock clicked, it became a kind of metaphor in my mind. The locked door ended the mundane and unsatisfying area of my life, and began a much more exciting and filling part. I had no idea where this came from; I was certainly more rational than this. But everything about tonight seemed to have thrown the rational part of me out the window.

His house was big, and very light and open. If it wasn't for the huge glass windows that showed a beautiful shot of the moon behind the trees, I would have thought that it was daytime. There were very few lights, just a couple of table lamps and a large antique-looking chandelier hanging from the high ceiling, but the way the lights hit the slightly creamy white walls and the gleaming hardwood floor, it was more like a brightly lit ball room. I hadn't realized I had stopped and stared until Edward let out a small fake cough and lightly shoved my shoulder.

I let out an embarrassing giggle. "Sorry, but you're house is so beautiful. I got sidetracked."

"I know, it happens a lot, my mother has a real knack for home decorating. It's basically her hobby." Did her seriously just say knack? I didn't know that was still in anyone that was born after the 1950's vocabulary. But, I found it cute and endearing. I smiled widely up at him.

"What are you smiling at?" He asked, narrowing his eyebrows, which I now realized he must do when he was confused.

"Nothing. It's nothing." I quickly shifted my gaze away from his face, I was sure that his eyes would make the truth fly out of me, and I didn't want to insult or make fun of him.

I could see him staring at me still out of the corner of my eye, but then he blinked once and again took my hand, it felt natural and comfortable to me, and it seemed the same for him. "Would you like something to drink?" He was so polite, I felt like I was at one of the fanciest restaurants in the state of Washington.

"That would be great." He led me down a short hallway, and gently pushed me into a room that was completely dark. I gripped his hand harder, my insane clumsiness in the front of my mind; surely I would find something to trip over. Edward gripped my hand back, and pulled me in front of him where I bounced softly on a creamy leather couch. I felt Edward hovering over me, and the closeness sent my heart into a frenzy. I closed my eyes, trying to reason with myself. I heard the click of a light turning on and I slowly opened my eyes.

His face was no more than two inches from mine, and my heart kicked up triple time. He looked straight into my eyes, and I stared straight back. I don't know how long we sat like that, it could have been minutes, or it could have been hours, maybe even seconds. But finally someone moved.

He leaned forward, and pressed his lips to mine so softly that if I hadn't had my eyes open just a second before, I probably wouldn't have been sure if it happened or not. I felt a sharp intake of breath that must have been mine, as my chest was heaving. All too soon, he leaned back.

"Bella, I'm so sorry! I don't know what came over me… you must think I'm the biggest jerk."

I raised one eyebrow. "Why are you talking? Lean your face back down here and kiss me again before I explode." Then, to prove my point, I fused my fingers with his hair and gently yanked him down to face me.

He smiled once, and then whispered "Not your average teenage girl," before he once again pressed his lips to mine.

Songs that helped me write this!

Fully Alive by Flyleaf

When It Rains by Paramore

Hero/Heroine by Boys Like Girls…. Wait, the whole Boys Like Girls CD pretty much. It's a great CD… it's poppy, rocky, emo, punky, techno… all in one.

You're Not Alone by Saosin… yeah, the whole Saosin CD too! It's so crazy good!