A/N: My thanksgiving present to you... a super long chapter! :)
*nods head* Madi edited this chapter too. (And she even stayed up late to do it!)
Disclaimer: You guys must realize by now that I am not Stephenie Meyer, right?
Chapter 6
BPOV
"Alice, come with me." You could hear the anger in my words. I was mad at her.
I dragged her into her room. Knowing Rosalie had something to do with this, I pulled her in too.
"Why?" I said once I had shut the door. "You KNOW what happens with movies like this, plus two!"
"Because, silly, you need to get over yourself," Alice said.
"What are you talking about?" I asked. I was really confused now.
"What she means, is you need to get over this stupid fear that Edward doesn't like you. Do you want us to go out there, and bring him in here? Or would you like to believe us?" Rosalie asked me.
They didn't let me answer, though.
"Bella, we can tell. It's in his eyes. He likes you, a lot. It's not even funny how much he likes you, and you don't even see it!" Alice practically shouted the last part. I shushed her.
"She's right. The way he watches you... I can tell he wants nothing more than to be with you, and I've known him for a long time," Rosalie agreed.
"Mhm!" Alice nodded her head. "But you keep avoiding him! And ignoring him, and..."
I cut her off. "Stop, I get it."
I did understand what they were saying, but I just couldn't believe them. It couldn't be possible for him to like me as much as I liked him. I would just have to keep avoiding him.
Apparently, I had fooled them because Alice said, "Now, come with me and we'll go get your pajamas."
I didn't like the way that sounded. I was a tad afraid of what she had in mind for my 'pajamas'.
She pulled me across the hall into my room, and Rosalie followed.
"Here," Alice said after handing me a pile of clothes from my drawer. As if you could call it a pile. She had handed me my shortest pajama shorts, and a lacy camisole. The shorts had pink, orange, and yellow polka-dots on black, and the camisole was the same color pink as the dots. I usually wore those under my long pajama pants and tees. I knew if I argued against the outfit, it would only make it worse... so I shrugged and went to the bathroom. When I was done, I brushed my hair and pulled it back into a loose ponytail. When I was done, I walked into the family room.
You have got to be kidding me.
Jasper was sitting next to one armrest on the couch. Alice was cuddled up next to him, with her feet up in the middle of the couch. Jasper's arm was around her. Rosalie and Emmett mirrored them exactly. All of them were in their pajamas. That left the only open spot on the love seat with Edward.
Alice noticed the look on my face and said, "Oh, Bella, would you mind getting some blankets for us all. Three should be enough, right guys?" She looked over at Rosalie and Edward. They both nodded.
I sighed and went to get three blankets from the hall closet. I managed to get back over there without falling. I threw the blankets at Alice and Rosalie. Then I handed the last one to Edward before sitting as far as possible from him on the couch. I didn't turn to look at his expression.
"Okay, let's start the movie!" Alice said.
"WAIT! Let's make some popcorn," Emmett yelled.
"Go do that," Jasper said. "It'll take some time to get past the credits anyways."
Within a few minutes the smell of popcorn filled the whole house. Emmett shut off the lights before sitting back down, and Alice started The Messengers. As soon as the lights were out, I wanted nothing more than to scoot closer to Edward. I knew I couldn't though, and that just made it worse.
I already could tell I was not going to like this movie, at all. The movie started in black and white. Emmett was muttering something to Alice about our TV being broken. Every little thing that popped out scared the crap out of me. I jumped in my seat and screamed too.
A woman was thrown against the wall, and her blood smeared the wall. I was freaking out, and we were only like three minutes into the movie. This is going to be a long night, I thought.
EPOV
I had spread the blanket Bella had given me over my lap. Almost as soon as the movie started, Bella was scared. She kept jumping and screaming at every little thing. I wanted to put my arm around her, and hug her close to me, but I was afraid that would only make it worse. As it was, I put the blanket on her lap when she was shaking.
When I laid the blanket across her lap, she looked at me and our eyes met. Her brown eyes stunned me even further. She muttered 'thanks' and turned back to the movie.
The next 20 minutes or so of the movie were fine, and not supposed to be scary at all. It was just the part where they were basically giving you background info on what was happening. Little things here and there were meant to be scary. When the mom was making the bed and the legs appeared, Bella gasped and grabbed my hand. Then she let go. This happened at just about everything that was 'scary'. By the end of the movie, she was a lot closer to me, and her hand was so close to mine that if I spread out my fingers I would brush hers.
Alice got up to put in the next movie. Emmett handed her the empty popcorn bowl to put on the counter. She sat back down and started The Grudge. The beginning was boring and not scary. Bella fell asleep during this. She had her head laid on the armrest.
The girl in the movie screamed, and Bella woke up. She wasn't quite awake, though. She changed the way she was laying. She had flipped over completely and now was partially on my lap. But that wasn't even the best part. She started muttering things in her sleep.
At first, the things she said didn't make sense at all. But then she said my name, loudly. Alice paused the movie, and looked at us. She smiled, and looked at Rosalie, who smiled too. I could only imagine what we looked like, with her on my lap and saying my name. I could feel myself blushing, which was not normal for me. Good thing it was dark.
"Edward..." Bella said again. I looked down at her still sleeping face. If it was possible, I think I fell for her even more.
"Edward," Alice called me. I looked over to her. She looked at Rose, who nodded before saying, "She likes you, you know."
I could only imagine the amount of emotions that crossed my face; shock, happiness, hurt, and happiness again.
Rose nodded again.
"She thinks you don't like her. That's why she hasn't been showing it."
"Why would she think that?" I couldn't hide my surprise.
They both shrugged.
Emmett and Jasper didn't seem to be surprised by this.
"What, you knew?" I asked them.
"I thought it was pretty obvious," Emmett said. Jasper nodded his head in agreement.
"Your blind, man. I was wondering how long it would take you to see it; or her for that matter." Jasper said. "But, I guess you never did, since Alice had to tell you."
I sighed. "Can we just watch the movie, now?"
"After you tell us if you do like her."
"Fine, I do. Happy? I like her a lot."
Alice smiled and then hit play, and we watched the rest.
I yawned. I was actually really tired. I didn't want to drive home like this.
As if she had read my mind, Alice said, "You know, you guys could just spend the night again."
"Actually, that doesn't sound half bad. I don't feel like driving home."
"Alright, then. You've already got your pajamas. Emmett, Bella and I have extra toothbrushes too, because we just got new ones. We haven't opened them yet. That's pretty lucky."
"That's good," I said. I couldn't come up with anything better.
When the credits came on I muttered "Bella" and gently shook her shoulder.
"Mm?"
"Come on, love. Movie's over, I'll help you to you room," I said. I helped her up, but she was still half asleep. I had only helped her move two steps, and she was already tripping. I picked her up in my arms. Bella was surprisingly light. She was asleep before we got to her room. Thankfully, her covers were still back from the night before. I set her down, and she woke up and looked at me.
BPOV
"Edward," I heard Alice say. I could hear people talking, but I was too deep asleep to open my eyes, or even talk back. I wasn't entirely sure I was awake.
"She likes you, you know."
Then Rosalie said, "She thinks you don't like her. That's why she hasn't been showing it."
"Why would she think that?" He asked.
After I minute he said, "what, you knew?"
"I thought it was pretty obvious," Emmett said.
"Your blind, man. I was wondering how long it would take you to see it, or her for that matter." Jasper said. "But, I guess you never did, since Alice had to tell you."
The fact that he didn't say he didn't like me made me happy. It also made me realize that maybe Alice and Rosalie were right all along. Still, I wasn't entirely sure I hadn't imagined that whole conversation.
Edward sighed. "Can we just watch the movie, now?"
"After you tell us if you do like her."
"Fine, I do. Happy? I like her a lot."
Could he really be saying that? My mind couldn't have came up with that. At least, I don't think so. Alice and Rosalie were right. I should have known. How could I have been so stupid?
After that, I fell into a very peaceful sleep.
I woke up, probably a lot later, expecting to be on the couch still. Instead, I seemed to be in a bed. My bed, I think. I opened my eyes and was looking right into Edward's face. "Edward? How'd I get in here?"
"I carried you in. The movie was over. I tried to help you walk here yourself, but it didn't quite work."
"Really? I don't remember any of that."
"Well, it happened," he said before walking out.
"Wait!" I said, a bit louder. "Where are you going?" I wasn't ready for him to leave. After my possibly real/possibly imagined conversation I wanted him even more.
He walked back over and sat on the edge of my bed. "To the couch... we're spending the night again."
"Oh." I was glad he wasn't leaving completely. Alice must have invited them to stay again. I wonder if she realized how much I loved her right now.
"Unless..." he started to say. He didn't finish though.
"Unless what?" I asked, curiosity getting the best of me.
"Never mind."
"Unless I wanted you in here with me?" I guessed, mostly telling him what I was thinking.
"Um... yeah," he said. He blushed. "But, this bed's sort of...um small."
"Well, it's... um... a lot more comfortable than the...couch. I can make room," I said hesitantly, and scooted over to the wall. I was almost sure I was dreaming. But then again, was my imagination this creative?
"I bet it is," he replied. Then he said, "in that case, I'll go tell Rosalie that she can have the couch this time."
"No, I'll talk to them. I need to talk to them anyway." I had to talk to them. To make sure I didn't imagine earlier, resulting in me making a fool of myself now.
"If you insist."
A/N: I bet you didn't see that coming.
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