Chapter 6- First Date

After everyone had left, I had spent the rest of my day cleaning my apartment room. For once, I was extremely nervous for my date with Edward. He didn't exactly say it was a date, but it's the same thing, right?

For once, I didn't ask Keira to help me get ready for tonight. It took me twenty minutes to find the perfect outfit to wear. Edward had only told me that we were going out to dinner.

I chose to wear a royal blue halter top, black skinny pants, and royal blue flats.(Outfit on profile!)

Keira would be proud that I picked out a cute outfit for once.

I walked into my small bathroom and got out the little makeup I owned. You would think I owned a bunch of makeup, but the truth is all the makeup I used was Keiras.

I didn't want too much makeup on, so I only applied some lip gloss and blush. I went to my living room to kill some time before Edward got here. I turned on the TV and started watching my favorite show, Gossip Girl, when I heard a soft knock on my door. I smiled to myself, knowing that it was Edward.

I jumped off the couch and ran to the door. I ended up tripping and banging my head on the door.

"Ow... Shit why does this always happen to me," I mumbled to myself.

I pulled myself up, holding onto the doorknob and opened the door slowly.

I felt a million butterflies in my stomach when behind the door was Edward, dressed in dark jeans and a black button up shirt. In his right hand, were a bouquet of red roses.

"Hey," I greeted him sheepishly. He just stood there staring at me. After a couple seconds, I realized he was speechless. I looked down at my outfit, I wasn't wearing something that would normally cause a guy to be speechless.

Edward finally shook himself out of his thoughts and greeted me.

"You look beautiful as always."

He chuckled the second I started blushing. God, why the fuck do I always blush when I guy compliments me??

"Well, I got you some flowers, I automatically thought of you when I saw them today." I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter faster when he handed me the roses and showed me his breathtaking smile.

"Thanks, well, I think we should get a move on if we wanna eat," I don't know why, but our conversations always seem awkward, like we never know what to say.

Edward nodded as I grabbed my purse and keys. We walked out of the apartment and I locked the door. Right before we started down the stairs, Edward stopped abruptly, causing me to bump into him.

"Maybe I should carry you down, so there's no chance of you falling," He said turning towards me with a huge grin.

"You don't need to carry me. Nice try, but I bet I won't fall down at all on our way down." I was pretty much lying and Edward saw right through it.

"Well, I am carrying you whether you like it or not." He lifted me off the ground and started down the stairs, ignoring my protests.

Edward didn't put me down until he had opened the passenger door of the silver volvo opened. I sat down, ending my rant.

He got in the driver's seat and started driving away from the apartment. He turned on his radio and the first thing I heard was Claire De Lune. I gasped, and Edward took notice.

"Do you not like this? I can change it if you like," He said in a half panicky voice. Wow, was he panicking because he thought I didn't like it? Did he want to make me happy?

"No, no, leave it. Actually I love this song." He glanced at me with a surprised look on his face.

"Really? I did not think you would be somebody who would be interested in Debussey."

"Where are you taking me Edward?"

"Just a nice restaurant I know of." He gave me a mischievous grin. We spent most of the drive playing would you rather and talking about our favorite things to do.

After about fifteen minutes of talking, we pulled up to a small, Italian restaurant. It looked much better than the other Italian restaurants I've been to.

Before I knew it, my door was being opened and Edward was helping me out of the car.

We walked in comfortable silence to the entrance. Edward held the door open for me, flashing that crooked grin that I loved. I sighed at how he was such a perfect gentleman. He could take my breath away without knowing it.

The first thing I noticed was the different colors in the room. I felt like I was in Italy. The background music was even Italian.

"Welcome to Avanti Ristorante do you have a reservation?" We were greeted by a tall man with dark hair and a mustache. You could obviously tell he was Italian after heraing him talk.

"Yes we have a reservation for two under Cullen." I still couldn't get over how dreamy Edward's voice was.

I was always left in a daze whenever I talked to him.

The waiter took us to a booth near the back of the restaurant and gave us menus before walking off.

For some reason this restaurant reminded of Charlie and Kyle at the same time. We'd always loved to go to Italian restaurants. I sighed sadly, thinking of the last time I saw Charlie, he was especially happy that day. The one time there was real action in Forks, my father was shot and killed.

I didn't realize I had started crying until I felt liquid flowing down my cheeks.

"Bella? What's wrong?," I could hear the panic in Edward's voice again. I only shook my head, fearing that I wouldn't be able to talk without making fool of myself. Before I knew it, I was being pulled into a hug. My heart started beating like crazy at the close contact with Edward.

I pulled myself from Edward when my crying died down, and went back to my seat. Edward must have thought there was something wrong with me. Wouldn't you think that if your date just started crying and you didn't know what they were crying about?

"Bella, you can tell me what is wrong. Maybe it will make you feel better."

Maybe it would be a good idea, I had never really talked about my father sense I heard he had died.

"Well, my dad and I always loved to go to Italian restaurants and this just brought back some memories. My dad passed a couple of days ago, he was chief of police in Forks and he was shot trying to stop a robbery." I couldn't keep in the tears that flowed down my cheeks again.

I felt Edward's thumbs wiping away my tears. He pulled me into another hug. We stayed like that until our waiter came. I composed myself and acted like I wasn't just crying. It didn't help my mood when the waiter was hitting on me.

We ordered our drinks and stayed silent until the waiter was out of sight. Edward gave me a concerned look, before he started talking.

"Bella, I know how it feels to lose someone you love. It's hard to believe they are really gone. I was devastated when my uncle had died. He was like my best friend. It's alright if you cry, I felt better when I actually did."

I was comforted with the fact that Edward knew how I felt.

"I'm really sorry I had to ruin our date by my crying session." All he did was chuckle and nod before I continued talking.

"I just miss him and I don't know what I'm gonna fo when I'm at his funeral. My mom can't make it out here because of the rain. I probably won't even know most of the people who are gonna be there."

"Well I could come with you tomorrow if it will make you feel better." He chuckled when he noticed my face brighten up. I nodded eagerly. He was just the person who would make me feel better tomorrow.

"Here's your drinks," the waiter said, talking more to me than Edward.

"Are you ready to order yet, or would you like more time?"

Edward ordered our food while glaring at the waiter. The waiter left our table after giving me one last wink. I ignored it and talked the rest of the dinner with Edward. Edward was such and interesting person. We talked about everything from our childhood memories, to how we got in the music business. The food was delicious and it only made the night better.

We left the restaurant happily, and made our way to Edward's car. Once again Edward opened the passenger door for me. The ride to my apartment was spent in a comfortable silence.

Edward ended up carrying me back up to my apartment room after I fell about twice, knocking into Edward.

I unlocked my apartment door and turned towards Edward.

"Thank you for everything."

I found Edward staring at me again, looking like he was debating something in his mind.

"You don't need to thank me at all."

There was a sort of awkward silence at that moment.

"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow. Bye." I turned into my apartment but was stopped by Edward's hand grabbing my wrist.

I didn't know what was happening until Edward's lips crashed onto mine. I found myself kissing him back. I wound my arms around his neck, while his arms snaked around my waist.

I broke the kiss, gasping for air. I looked into his beautiful eyes as he still held onto me. After staring at me for what seemed like forever, he let go of me. He kissed me on the cheek before leaving silently, leaving me standing there with a shocked look on my face.

I think I'm starting to get bad writers block!! Can't think of what 2 write!! Please review if you can! I'll try to update sooner.

-Bri