(((Okay, I still don't own it.)))(((That picture I mentioned last chap, yeah its on my profile)))(((Edward Scissor-hands is a love story… I never knew that…)))
As I entered the living room, Edward looked up from what he was fiddling with and quickly slipped it into his pocket. I think we both stopped breathing, because I couldn't hear any.
"Isabella, you look beautiful," I raised an eyebrow at my full name, trying not to let on how much he effects me. I was still mad at him for lying, even if he doesn't know I know.
"You can thank your sister, she trapped me," I heard a tinkling laugh coming from upstairs. Once it stopped, Edward was right in front of me, eyes pleading.
"Please don't be mad at me," ah, he found out.
"Then tell me where you went."
He sighed, "I was shopping."
"For?"
"A surprise for you."
I sighed this time, "When will I get this surprise?"
"During dinner."
"Let's go," I give him light kiss to show he is forgiven. He grabs my hand and leads me to the garage, and then to the Vanquish, "So, it's a special occasion?"
"Why else would I leave you vulnerable to Alice and her makeup?"
"I don't know…" silence engulfed the car. It was a semi-uncomfortable. I reached out and pulled one of his hands off the steering wheel. He looked at me and I gave him a timid smile, which he returned with a squeeze of my hand.
"We're here," Edward said, he let go of my hand and got out. He opened my door and held out his hand for me to take.
"Where is 'here' exactly?"
"Oh, just a little restaurant…"
"Edward, how much money are you planning on spending tonight?"
"As much as I want," I glared and he laughed. I couldn't help myself; I cracked a small smile and took his hand.
"So, what is served here?"
"Food…"
"What kind?"
"Honestly?"
"Yes."
"I don't know, it's recommended though," I start laughing at him and he smiled that crocked smile at me.
Edward opened the door for me, and as we entered, everyone turned to look at us. I really don't know why. Well, the girls have a good reason, but then Edward started growling. I REALLY don't know what that was about.
"Edward?" I whisper, placing my hand on his chest. He instantly quite growling and smiled down at me.
"Yes, Love?"
"What's with the growling?"
"Thoughts, guy thoughts…"
"Oh," I blushed, I guess the guys liked what they saw, but I don't know why. I still look as average and ordinary as always. Really, I look the same as when I was human…
"Can I help you?" the hostess asked.
"Yes, reservations for two under 'Cullen'."
"Oh, yes, right this way," She led us to a booth in the back.
"So, when did you get the reservations?"
"Truly?"
"No, I want you to lie to me."
"Okay, okay. I've planning on taking you here for a while, s I got the reservations a couple of day ago."
"Hmm."
"Honestly."
"Then why did you have to go 'hunt' today?"
"To buy you something…"
"Like what?"
"Isn't it beautiful here? And look, a piano!"
"Don't change the subject."
"You'll see exactly what I got you, after dinner," I was just barely pacified with that answer.
"What can I get you to drink?" The waitress asked. Why is it always a girl that serves us?
"Coke."
"Two Cokes," Edward corrected, smiling at me.
"Okay, do you know what you want to eat?" she looked at Edward first.
"Nothing for me," she turned to me.
"Uh…" I glanced at the menu really quickly, "the… spaghetti and meat balls."
"Okay, I'll be right out with your drinks," she gave Edward a 'seductive' smile and I glared at her.
"Bella?"
"Yes?"
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I look away from his golden eyes, they could make me do anything.
"Bella?" I look back at him, wrong thing to do, "please tell me what's upsetting you."
"Fine," I huff, "The waitress was flirting with you."
"And that bothers you how?"
"Same reason you were growling at thoughts."
"Good point, now eat."
"Why?"
"The sooner your done, the sooner you get what I bought you," I start eating faster, I want to know what was so special he had to lie to me about.
"Okay, I'm done."
"Follow me," Edward signaled to someone, but I don't know whom.
"What was-" I was cut off by someone coming over an intercom.
"Ladies and gentlemen, May I have your attention, please? A Mr. Cullen would like to play a song he composed, inspired by his girlfriend, Ms. Masen," I gasped.
"Are you going to play my lullaby? In public?"
"Yes and yes. Now come up there with me," Edward dragged me on stage and did a little bow. I just stud there stupidly until he sat down on the bench and patted the seat next to him. When I was seated, he started playing. When it was over he took the microphone.
"I would like to play one more song for you tonight…"
We've only known each other since the moment we met
But it seems like forever to me
I haven't figured out the perfect way to say it yet
But I suppose at times like these
A man should get down on his knees
How'd ya like to be in my wedding
How'd ya like to walk down the isle
You could be the center of attention
Everyone would look at you and smile
We could send our friends invitations
You could wear a long white dress
If you'd like to be in my wedding, darlin'
All ya have to do is say, "Yes"
Your folks could be seated in the very front row
And cry when we all turn to look at you
We could cut the cake
And we could strike a pose
Like the little bitty plastic bride and groom
And then begin our life-long honeymoon
How'd ya like to be in my wedding
How'd ya like to walk down the isle
You could be the center of attention
Everyone would look at you and smile
We could send our friends invitations
You could wear a long black dress
If you'd like to be in my wedding, darlin'
All ya have to do is say, "Yes"
Say, "Yes"
Say, "Yes"
(How'd ya like to be in my wedding)
Please say, "Yes"
(How'd ya like to be in my wedding)
Say, "Yes"
(How'd ya like to be in my wedding)
(How'd ya like to be in my wedding)
(How'd ya like to be in my wedding)
"So, what do you say, Isabella?" Edward looked so nervous; he had moved down from the bench and was knelling down on one knee in front of me. H was holding open a ring box, inside was a simple ring. It was silver in color and had just a plain band with a medium sized princess cut diamond.
"Edward, I would love to," I flung my arms around his neck and kissed him as passionately as I could while still in public.
I heard a roar of applauds, but I don't know if it was for our engagement or for Edwards's performance. Either way, I pulled away and I blushed, while Edward rested his forehead against my own.
(((Song is "Say Yes" by Dusty Drake: h t t p / w w w . h i t – c o u n t r y – m u s i c – l y r i c s . c o m / D u s t y – D r a k e – S a y – Y e s – L y r i c s . h t m l you should hear it!)))(((PS: it's 11:30,, so it's still today! C: )))