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In Six Months I Lost My Mind But Found My Heart

Chapter Nine: Drunken Words, Sober Thoughts

5th February

4 Months 3 Weeks & 6 Days Left

Bella's POV

After Edward fell off the wall Alice and I raced down to check on him. He was lying in a heap, completely demolishing the bush, giggling away at what just happened. I never thought I'd ever hear him giggle; it's just not something Edward would do.

"Edward, are you alright?" Alice asked, helping me prop him up against the wall. He nodded and slightly slumped down again. "You look after him; I'm going to get some food. The alcohol will get into his blood far too quickly with an empty stomach which will just make him more drunk. Believe me when I say we don't want that."

Alice left quickly leaving me alone with tipsy Edward. I managed to get him settled and sat down on the ground next to him. We both looked at each other then away quickly like we had been caught doing something we shouldn't. I sighed at how weird this is going to get- we still have months together. My mind is not helping matters either; all I'm doing is replaying what Alice said in the lunch hall about Edward being Jealous.

I don't think that Edward could be jealous, what's he meant to be jealous about? It's not as though he likes me that is completely not possible. He's rich, I'm not. He's gorgeous, I'm not. He has a title and an amazing inheritance, I don't. We just do not fit together.

"So...you look nice." Edward said just sitting there nodding at me. For some reason I blushed, who knows why?

"Well thanks. You look...drunk." That's the only way I could describe him. Just looking at him gave away that he was way past use. I wouldn't be surprised if he started slurring his words.

"Thanks. I wasn't going for that look but I'll settle for it. It's hot here, are you hot?" He started pulling at the collar of his shirt, trying to fan some air on himself.

"No I'm not hot." I said shaking my head.

"Well I certainly disagree on that. I would say you're very hot-" I coughed not wanting to hear the rest of that sentence. I still tried to ignore it but ended up blushing any way. "Nope I'm definitely too hot." He started unbuttoning his shirt. There was no way in hell I was going to let him take that off.

"Edward please keep your clothes on." I told him adamantly. He waved me away and worked on the fourth button. From here I had a perfect view of his upper chest and although I would love to see the rest of it, I know it could become chaos.

"Everything will be fine Bella." I put my hands over buttoned his shirt. "Oh come on its hot!" He whined.

"No you need to keep this on."

"No!" He told me stubbornly.

"We are not having this argument." I had buttoned the top two as he had undone the rest.

This was becoming a little squabble between the two of us. I had to move round to get to the rest of the buttons. He kept protesting but I wasn't listening anymore. Somehow in all the struggling that was going on I ended up on his lap. Not quite sure what happened there but he didn't complain and I wasn't going to move until I was sure his shirt would stay on. If it came off and I'm still straddling him who knows what I'll do.

"Bella, stop it!" He was now acting like a petulant child.

"No you need to keep this on!" I argued and continued my attempt to do up the buttons. Suddenly I was practically shoved off of Edward and landed next to him as he tried to flee out of the bushes. "Edward! Edward get your ass back here now!" I called after him, trying to get back on my feet.

"Never!" He cried and I saw his blue shirt fly above the wall when he threw it off.

"Bella!" I turned to see Alice looking at me with her eyebrows raised. She was standing up by the wall holding his shirt; well I can definitely see how this looks bad. I walked round to stand next to her, hoping to see some sign of Edward.

"Please tell me how he escaped you and why he is removing his clothing?" Alice said handing me the shirt.

"He said he was hot, I tried to stop him but he just ran away shrieking and stripping." I explained. She sighed and we both headed off to retrieve the drunk and disorderly Edward.

We found him sitting so casually against a way; you'd think he was sober and posing with how calm and relaxed he looked.

"Put this on you moron." Alice said handing him his shirt.

"No!"He said defiantly.

"Fine then. You give me no other option." Alice whipped out her cell phone and dialled a number before putting the phone on loudspeaker.

"Hey Alice." I booming voice came over the line.

"Hi Emmett. I was wondering if you could do me a favour."

"Sure, anything. What is it?"

"You know Edward's car..."She had an evil glint in her eyes. Edward saw it too as he glared at her but his eyes still held some panic and shock to them.

"The Volvo."

"Yeah. Well I was wondering if you could donate it to-" Edward was off the ground, shirt whipped on and spoke to Emmett.

"Hey it's Edward here. Alice was just kidding around; you don't need to do anything to my car. In fact don't touch it, don't even look at it. Okay?"The guy on the other end laughed loudly.

"What did she get you to do Eddie?"

"Put on a shirt. We have to go. Remember, don't touch my car." Edward shut the cell phone and put it in his pocket. "Happy now?"

"Yep." Alice beamed. Unfortunately we were then rudely interrupted by a loud holler.

"EDDIE!" Lauren screeched could this girl not leave us alone?

Edward turned to look at her, eyes wide with horror when he saw who it was. Lauren held her arms out for a hug and kiss but Edward had other ideas.

He screamed like a little girl, right in her face. It was a blood-curdling scream that chilled you straight to your bones.

Lauren stepped back horrified as Edward sprinted away screaming:

"THE GERMS ARE GOING TO GET ME!"

Alice was pissing herself laughing at what happened, completely understandable since Lauren's face was priceless. Said scowling girl stomped off angry as hell, no doubt plotting something. I had to leave Alice supporting herself against the wall so I could go make sure Edward was okay.

Who knows what he'll be up to now.

I rounded the corner, looking everywhere for any traces of where he could have gone then saw him at the end of the hall, arguing with one of the Math teachers. I walked swiftly up to them, trying to find out if they knew he was drunk.

"Excuse me, Mr Cullen-" By this time I was standing by Edward's side.

"No, no, no, not Mr Cullen. What you meant to say was The Most Honourable The Marquess of Cambridge, then you can add on Cullen if you want. Now let's try again." Edward pointed at the teacher flamboyantly which made things worse.

"Enough of your cheek Mr-"

"No! No! No! Try again!" I grabbed Edward's sleeve before he could whip out his hand to point again.

"Fine! The Most Honourable The Marquess of Cambridge Edward Cullen are you drunk?!"

"Absolutely not you blundering fool!"It would have been believable if he hadn't have slurred on blundering. The teacher was evidently pissed off and it came as no surprise that he asked Edward to leave the school premises immediately, they would be talking to his parents about this. I decided to leave with him since him getting home by himself would be a disaster in the making.

Edward slouched in the back of the car eating the food Alice fetched earlier when he decided to show the world his chest. Neither of us said anything, it's kind of hard to talk when you're chewing, so settled for the comfortable silence that consumed the car.

The food seemed to calm him down a bit.

But not completely.

When I got him into the house and up in his room the chatty Edward came back. Lying him down and putting a bucket next to the bed I headed for the door, only to be called back.

"Bella, I'm not tired!" He whined. "Can we play a game?" He asked smiling at the ceiling. I chuckled at how weird this situation was. I have a drunken Adonis lying two feet away from me.

"No I'm afraid not Edward. You need to sleep and hopefully get some of this alcohol out your system so you're still not drunk when Charlie gets home."

"Okay then, I'll lie here but can you stay too. I don't want to be alone. It's cold." I have no idea what the room temperature had to do with anything but I went over to him and sat on the edge of the bed. He lifted back the covers, which he had settled in nicely, and offered for me to get in. If it wasn't for that cute little look he was giving me I would have come to my senses and left sooner.

Damn him and his cuteness.

Sighing I crawled into the bed with him, he pulled me against his chest keeping me close.

"You're warm." He whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "You also have the softest skin." This time he was making me incoherent by gently grazing the back of my neck with his hand.

"Enough of that. Keep your hands to yourself." He sighed but agreed. Then he kissed my neck causing me to shriek. "What are you doing Edward?!" I asked, my voice shaky and all over the place.

"You told me to keep my hands to myself but not my lips." They returned to my neck."I've thought about this all week and I have to say I love the taste of your skin." I was blushing at least three shades of red when he moved slightly and I could feel just how much he was loving it pressed against my thigh.

"No you have to stop." I pushed him slightly but he came at me with his lips again.

"I don't think you want to stop." He grinned cheekily and I knew my defences were falling. "I want you Bella. I need you. I swear that England is going to run out of cold water if we don't do this. My frustration levels are hitting their max and there is only so much one guy could take." He looked deep in my eyes again, now leaning over me.

"I want you." He whispered before leaning down to capture my lips in his.

I was a goner. He was telling me everything I wanted to hear but there was only one problem.

He was drunk.

This wasn't the Edward I knew. This was drunken Edward, clumsy Edward, screeching Edward. The drama queen. Not the Edward who argued and fought with me over everything and anything, not the Edward who likes Lauren, and not the Edward who thinks I'm common.

Before it was too late I moved my head quickly. His lips crashed against the pillow rather than on mine. Realising what had just happened Edward sat up away from me and allowed me to leave the room.

"Why wouldn't you let me kiss you?" He asked when my hand was on the door handle.

"You're drunk."

"Well you know what they say 'Drunken words are sober thoughts'" He smiled softly at me but I just shook my head and left.

To most people that statement could be applied to but not Edward. He cared about what people thought of him and by kissing me he would be no doubt ridiculed for kissing a common girl.

Princes fall for Princesses, Dukes fall for Duchesses, Marquess fall for Marchionesses – NOT common girls like me.