Edward's secretly the hot-as-hell-let-me-marry-you-and-bear-your-children-please type of guy. He and Bella have been best friends since….forever! But what happens when guys start to notice Bella? Edward decides to show just how hot he is!
Get Your Own Hot Geek
Chapter 3: Epiphany (Bella's Point of View)
The whole Lauren ordeal made me realize a horrible thing…
I've grown into a coward.
With Edward having taken care of me since we were little, I never grew the immune system-esque defense I needed against the dog eat dog world out there (otherwise known as high school.) Or anywhere else for that matter.
And so here I am, in a big hurry to get out of the girl's locker room - away from Lauren and her cronies. But I couldn't get my clothes on quick enough.
"God dammit, Jessica! Hurry up!!! We need to catch her," Lauren said in a whisper, anger clear in her tone.
"Oh don't get your panties in a knot!" Jessica Stanley, a.k.a. Right Hand to Queen Bee Lauren, said. "I still need to fix my hair."
"I'm going to be pulling your hair if you don't get up-"
"Whatever," replied Jessica in a lazy tone.
Wow, Jessica didn't budge. To each bitch her own, I suppose.
But oh no. Did they mean me? I hurried even more after hearing a bit of their talk. And on my way out, Mike and Tyler were still on the court as if secretly plotting something. I could have sworn I heard one of them whistle suggestively in my direction, which is why I practically ran out and back to Edward.
But as fate would have it no other way, I almost tripped on the door frame just when I thought the coast was clear. Luckily, Edward was there to catch me (again).
"Nice catch," I told him while out of breath.
"Mmhmm," he replied. Edward seemed to be deep in thought as he led us to his silver Volvo. "Shut up Edwick I know what I'm doing…" he muttered.
"Who's Edwick?" I asked. That seemed to snap him out of his reverie.
He seemed taken aback. He probably didn't think he voiced out his thoughts. "Oh! No one, no one! Um, so my house today or yours?"
I laughed. "Does it make a difference? We're neighbors!"
"Ohhhh yeah huh!" Edward said, faking realization and flashing his perfect smile.
The drive home was both quick and slow at the same time. Ever since last year when we were Sophomores, when Edward first acquired his driver's license, my awareness of him as a man slowly grew. Of how he smells of clean laundry with just a hint of muskiness. Of how his forearm's muscles flexed when he picked up his backpack from the back seat of his car. Of how warm his palm feels when he places it on the small of my back, guiding me while walking.
And so every time I'm in an enclosed space with him since then, my mind goes straight to the gutter.
Stupid raging hormones.
Edward parked his car in their garage as I waited for him in my front yard. His house was just to the right of mine. I watched him get out of his car, trying not to ogle (as much as I could). But after he walked to me, I couldn't resist the urge to take off his glasses any longer. I had been deprived of his gorgeous green eyes for too long.
So I reached up to Edward's perfect face and took off his spectacles slowly. He shut his eyes the whole time.
"Honestly, why do you wear these? These are just reading glasses…" I asked, as I reached out and pushed a lock of his hair away from his face but didn't stop there - I started playing with his hair. His eyes were still closed.
Looking down at me and smiling as if he were enjoying me tousling his locks more, he said, "mmm, no reason, they're just cool." He then opened his eyes as I felt infinitely drawn to those green orbs.
Can't I just live in this moment forever?
From an outsider's point of view, we looked like a couple. Really. Or so I hoped. He was my Edward, and I was his Bella. I felt happy that… you know, about his looks - that I was the only one who knew aside from our families. I felt safe in that knowledge. But lately, I've been having some doubts of my own.
"Welcome home, kids," said my mom Renee as she opened the front door behind me. "Oh, and your cousin Angela and your Aunt Jenny came to visit, Bells."
I was about to greet her back, but stopped short. My cousin was here? She was going to see my Edward! Spectacle-less! For some reason, I panicked inside. Calm down, Bella… you don't even know her. She won't flirt with him. Probably. Oh god, why did I have to take off his glasses?
Edward seemed to notice my slight distress because he leaned down and whispered into my ear. "You okay? What's up?"
"I… yeah, I guess I'm just not feeling too well… today's events and all," I reasoned. Well, it was partly true. No way was I going to say oh yeah hey I didn't want my cousin ogling Edward, the love of my life and beyond, because he's the hottest thing since the sun. Sigh.
But that seemed to work because Edward turned to my mom and asked her, "Some girls were particularly mean to her today, and it shook her up. Is it all right if she passes from this small family reunion for now?"
Renee seemed to understand Edward's concern, so she nodded her head and told me, "okay, get some rest. Edward, please accompany her while doing homework though?"
"My pleasure, Miss Swan," Edward replied in his gentlemanly voice. Could one person be more polite? I think not.
Renee smiled back and said, "Okay, I'll bring up some dinner later. Work hard for now, you two."
We walked up the stairs, Edward letting me lead (as usual). He says that I should always go first not because I'm a girl, but because if I fall, he'd be there to catch me.
At the last step, an interesting thought hit me.
No, not that. It was a great epiphany: I needed to make Edward notice me somehow! Good grief. How could I not notice that before?! I was distracted by his comfortable company… ugh. We're best friends, sure, but that doesn't mean I can't try and make him fall for me!
Right?
I hate being a raging hormonal, insecure and hopelessly in love teenager in front of Edward.
At that thought, I knew exactly who to ask for help… the other person who knew Edward as much as I did. His sister, none other than Alice Cullen herself. As if on cue, I received a text from her which read:
R u up for shopping tmrrow??? -A
I replied quickly.
Sure, and I need to talk to you about something, Ali. -B
In less than 20 seconds after I sent my reply, I had received a reply from her.
O its about Edward and a make over isnt it??? -A
How did you know?????? -B
A lil birdie told me! -A
"Ahem," Edward cleared his throat. "Shall we get started on homework?"
I made the mistake to look up at him. It made me reply to Alice that much slower. "Uh…"
Ttyl. Need to do homework with your brother. -B
"O… o… okay, s-s-s-s-so," I tried to reply like a normal human being. Why was I stuttering? Simple. Edward was laying on my bed, book propped up on his chest, head resting on my bed's head board. He looked like perfection. On my bed.
And I was that close on leaping on him and kissing him senseless.
I just hope my plan on making him notice me works. Or at least get Lauren and Jessica off my back with some new confidence!
Author's note:
Little did Bella know the feeling's mutual, and that her gorgeousness will just bring more trouble! Mwahahahah… anywayyy
Alice's assumption of Edward and a make over applied to Edward and his make over, when Bella asked. Not Bella's! She'll be shocked out of her wits next chapter, hearing Bella ask for a make over of her own. Then she'll be confused. Then… yeah haha
I'm lovin' the reception for this fanfic of mine! And I'm sorry I don't update fast enough. I'm a quality over quantity type of person, is why. Feel free to ask for questions about this though!!!