I woke up on Friday morning to the sound of a car honking it's horn, Edward!

'IZZY! COME ON WAKE UP, EDWARD'S HERE, I'LL SEND HIM UP!'

Charlie shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

I couldn't be bothered to get up really, I knew he wouldn't really send Edward up here, so why should I get up.

'Izzy? Are you up?' I heard Edward's voice say amused from the door.

I screamed because I wasn't expecting him to actually come up here, as I was screaming I some how managed to fall of my bed and slam onto the floor with a bang.

'Shit! Are you okay babes?' aaawww he's never called me 'babes' before.

I smiled slightly, he reached down and picked me up but I slapped his arm before he could lift me.

I must have hit him hard because suddenly he was wincing and holding the top of his arm.

'Don't scare me like that, I could have had a heart attack' he chuckled lightly but I glared at him.

'Sorry, go and get ready I'll wait here' he picked me up and held me against him, leaning down to kiss me but before he did I slapped my hand over my mouth.

'What's wrong?' he asked with a frown.

I mumbled a response under my hand 'Morning breath'

He keeps leaning closer but I push him away and run off.

I ran into the bathroom and started to get ready.

He really was going to kill me.

EPOV:

I was in my room getting dressed, black biker boots, electric blue jeans, black top with a black leather jacket over the top.

I know people think I'm weird and socially awkward but that's just who I am, I don't judge them so why should they judge me?

And yes I do wear make up, my mum calls it wearing eye liner but its actually GUY liner!

Ask any Emo or goth or gay person.

But that's it, nothing else.

'Edward! It's time to go and get Izzy!' my mum, Esme, shouted from out side my door. Too loud.

'Mum, I can hear you, you don't have to shout' I replied in my normal voice. I heard her sigh and trudge off. I just laughed at her behaviour. She was always so loving.

I may be different but I am still a mummy's boy at heart.

Putting my piercing in and cleaning them, I went to go and get Izzy.

I was now in the car outside her house listening to Linkin Park, my favourite band, waiting for her to come outside.

I saw now sign of life so I got out the car and walked up to the front door. Knocking twice a man with brown hair and a moustache answered the door with a smile.

'You must be Edward, I've heard a lot about you from Carlisle, I'm Charlie' he smiled and held out his hand for me to shake.

' Hey, yeah I'm Edward' I took my hand out of my pocket, made his hand into a fist and bumped it with my own.

He chuckled lightly and shook his head commenting 'Your just like my Izzy, always bumping fists and with the make up, clothes and hair' he nodded his head and shouted up the stairs asking is Izzy was awake and up also saying that I will be up there.

Charlie sighed and just told me to go up, so that's what I did.

On the stairs, there were pictures of Izzy when she was born and growing up. One in particular caught my attention, it was her 14th birthday and she looked completely different, she had a light brown hair, pale white skin, and no piercing or tattoos at all.

She must be new to the whole thing.

I reached the top of the stairs, it was a bit obvious which room hers was because it had a bright blue door.

I knocked softly before asking,

'Izzy? Are you up?' she was lying in her bed still, tangled up in the sheets, it made that question sound amused.

I wasn't expecting what happened next, she screamed!

ACTUALLY SCREAMED!

And fell of the bed and onto the floor, it sounded like it hurt.

I was concerned about her safety now. So I rushed over.

'Shit! Are you okay babes?' I asked, my brow furrowing.

I just realised I got a new nickname for her, Babes, huh I could get used to saying that all the time if I could.

I reached down to help her up but she slapped my arm, quite hard might I add, so I held my arm as a faint pain shot through it.

'Don't scare me like that, I could have had a heart attack' she said seriously.

But I think we both knew that was not likely so I chuckled, she glared at me hard until my laugh died down and then stopped all together.

'Sorry, go and get ready I'll wait here' I told her whilst picking her up and onto her feet.

I leaned down to kiss her but she put her hand forcefully over her mouth to stop me.

I was upset that she didn't want to kiss me.

'What's wrong?' I ask frowning.

She mumbles a response that I barely hear.

I think she said,

'Morning breath'

I just laughed at her and continue leaning down to kiss her until she pushes me away all together and ran into the bathroom to get ready.

I took this time to look around her room.

It had black walls with one blue feature wall behind her bed.

The curtains and lampshade were both blue as well.

The carpet was a strange shade of grey. The bed was black with classic metal roses welded onto it. The sheets were a mix of, black, blue and green. Sort of a metallic colour. There were five pillows all the same colour as the duvet.

She had some grey draws around the room, one giant wardrobe that had posters and stickers of skulls, crosses, peoples names and band pictures on it.

One name caught my attention quickly, it was mine and hers in a little heart in the top left hand corner of the door.

I smiled a wide grin and turned around when I heard the door to the bathroom open.

I walked over to Izzy, wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her deeply.

We both pulled away gasping.

'What was that for?' she eyed me carefully.

I decided to be sneaky and reply,

'What? Am I not aloud to kiss the person I love?' I kiss her again, this time a quick peck on the lips, and let her go.

'I love you too' she pecked my cheek before grabbing her bag and walking out the door with me in tow.

IPOV:

Oh My God!

He really loved me, and I loved him too, I mean who wouldn't.

I just remembered that I have another tattoo appointment for tonight and I knew exactly what I was getting.

'Hey Edward? Can you come to the tattoo parlour with me tonight?' I wrapped my arm around his waist and inhaled his scent.

'Yeah sure, I'm thinking of getting one as well anyways' he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and opened his car door for me letting me get in before going around to the drivers side.

'Thank you' is all I say until we are at school ready to face another day being a social freak in a school of Chavs, Mike Newton and Jessica Stanley.

Joy!

Note my sarcasm.

(A/N; NEXT CHAPTER IS THE TATTOO PARLOR AND A SKIP FORWARD A FEW MONTHS. INBOX ME IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS)