B POV
Loud whispers woke me and I tried to open my eyes but the bright light quickly make me squeeze them shut.
'Alice! Would you shut up! You'll wake her up!' Edward hissed.
She huffed. "But Edward! It's eleven am already and she's going home today. I just wanna talk to her'
'No! I already told you. I don't want you to wake her up!'
I chuckled silently. I loved listening to Alice and Edward fight. "Too late Edward." I croaked out, my
voice heavy with sleep.
Alice squeeled and Edward groaned simultaneously, both making their way to my bed in a flash.
"Ooh Bella are you okay? I was so worried when Edward called. Why didn't you tell me you were sick?" Alice pouted.
"Yeah I'm fine Alice. Don't worry about me."
"Okay. Well when you're feeling better we'll have a girls night okay?!" She grinned and I grimaced but I could never disappoint her.
"Yeah, sure Alice. Sounds...good." I glanced at Edward who saw my apprehension and laughed at my predicament.
"Alice, don't you have somewhere to be?" Edward asked.
Alice, the ever observant one, totally missed the fact that Edward was just trying to get rid of her and started bouncing on the spot. "Oh yeah!" she screeched. "Jas and I are going to look at wedding venues today!"
"Oh thats awesome Alice. Call me tonight and let me know what they were like kay?" I knew this would placate her a little bit.
She gave me a quick hug. "Okay Bells! Will do! See ya hun," she said as she bounced out the door.
Once the click of her heels had disappeared down the corridoor I looked up at Edward and sighed in relief.
"Hi you," I smiled at him.
He grinned and leaned down, trapping me with his arms on either side of my head. He kissed up the side of my neck,
pausing at my pulse point. "Mmm breakfast," he murmurred against my neck, the vibration of it tickling and making me
giggle. I felt him smile before proceeding with kisses across my jaw and stopping at my lips. "Good morning," he
spoke against my lips, giving me a soft kiss and then pulling back to look at me. "Ready to go home?" He said, walking
out the door to where Carlisle was standing.
"Like you wouldn't believe," I grinned, swinging my legs out of bed. "Oww! Oww, oww, oww!" I yelled, when my leg hit the edge of the bed.
Edward rushed back in from the hallway. "What'd you do?"
"I hit my leg on the edge of bed," I pouted.
"Oh my poor baby," he teased, kissing my pout. "Better now?"
"Hmph," I huffed, glaring at him and holding out my arms so he could lift me off the bed.
"Well aren't we quite the mature one. Come on, let's get you changed so we can go home." he said, grabbing my bag and leading me to the bathroom.
"You're gona have to help me put my pants on Edward. If I bend my leg it hurts."
He grinned at me. "Well that's a change. Usually I'm helping you take them off."
I slapped the back of his head but couldn't stop the laugh that escaped me.
He knelt down in front of me with my sweats in hand, body still shaking from his contained laughter. Bunching up one leg of the pants and grabbed my leg by the ankle and lifted it in while placing a kiss on my knee. I sighed contentedly and he looked up at me smugly before proceeding with open mouthed kisses all the way up my thigh.
"Edward! We're in the hospital!" I scolded him. "Can't you wait till we get home?"
"This is practically my second home. Does that count?" He looked at me with a cheeky grin on his face and I almost melted on the spot.
"No!" I hissed.
By this stage he was at my stomach and I felt his cool breath as he sighed dramatically. "But. I. Just. Can't. Help. Myself,"
he said, each word punctuated by a kiss along the edge of my panties.
I laughed at him and ran my fingers through his hair before taking a step back. "Come on big guy. Finish what you started..." I trailed off and Edward looked at me excitedly, his arms gripping my hips and pulling me back to him to place a kiss oh my belly button.
"What do you think you're doing?"
He looked at me; confused. "Finishing what I started?" he said, sounding more like a question than an answer.
"Oh, no I think you misunderstood." I said, smirking at him. "What I meant was, finish helping me get dressed."
"Bellaaaaa." He groaned. "You are such a tease! It's not fair." It was Edwards turn to pout.
"Hey. I've been without any just as long as you and you don't see me trying to have sex with you in a hospital bathroom!"
He barked a laugh at this and I smiled, having gone too long without hearing it. "You make it sound so tacky Bella. We don't have sex,
we make love." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively at me. I almost wet myself at the look on his face. He was too cute.
"I know honey." I placated him, rubbing his stubbly cheek. "But I'm still not 'making love' in the hospital bathroom."
He sighed but smiled at me. "Ahh well, I had to try." He turned me around to pull up my pants without bumping my injury before standing up
and swatting my ass.
"Hey!" I squeeled raising my hand to slap him back but he caught it in his own and tugged me back into the room. I giggled as he pulled me
along and started to try tickle him before running straight into the back him as he came to an abrupt halt. Carlisle was standing in the
doorway with an amused look on his face and holding my discharge papers. He handed them to Edward and gave him a stern look. "Make sure she
gets lots of rest Edward."
"Yes, dad. I know." Edward rolled his eyes.
"Okay. Well we'll see you guys at dinner on Friday night as usual right?" I nodded. Carlisle stepped forward to give me a hug. "You take care of yourself okay?"
"I will. Thanks Carlisle."
"See ya dad," Edward said, hugging his father. "Thank you." I heard him whisper into Carlisle's ear. Carlisle just gave him a smile and ruffled his hair affectionately before leaving.
Edward turned just in time to see me yawn. "Come on, sweetheart. Let's go home." He grabbed me round the waist and I leant my head on his shoulder as we walked to the car.
By the time we got home I was almost asleep so Edward gently extracted me from the car and carried me upto the house. He set me down at the door and led me straight towards the bedroom once inside. "Edward," I mumbled. "Can we just cuddle on the couch for awhile?" I turned on my sad eyes and looked up at him through my lashes knowing he'd do whatever I asked.
"Sure Bells. Go lie down, I'll go get us a blanket."
I wandered towards the couch, lay down carefully being mindful of my leg and pulled a pillow to my chest to cuddle into before Edward returned. I heard
him starting the gas fire at the front of the living room before I felt the couch dip as he climbed in behind me and wrapped him arms around my waist.
I turned to face him, snuggling my face into chest and breathing him in. He kissed the top of my head and tightened his hold a bit. "Love you." He murmured
into my hair.
I pressed a kiss to his chest. "Love you too."
The next week went pretty fast. Edward had gone back to work after a couple days and my repeated assurances that I would take it easy for the rest of the
week. Dinner at Edward's parents was lovely as usual but as I thought, Esme babied me a bit and hovered the whole night constantly asking me if I was okay
or needed to lie down. As if I didn't get enough of it from Edward. I was lying in bed waiting for Edward to come home from his night shift at the hospital
before I got up to get ready for school when I suddenly felt extremely nauseous. I practically catapaulted myself off the bed, into the bathroom and in
front of the toilet just in time to be sick. I collapsed against the cool glass of the shower and closed my eyes waiting for the rest of the feeling to pass.
I heard the front door open and Edward making his way through the house to our room and wished he wouldn't find me here but knew if I moved I was likely to
throw up again.
"Bella?" He opened the bedroom door. "Are you in the bathroom?"
I managed to groan out a response and heard his footsteps quicken.
"Oh baby, whats wrong?" He knelt down in front of me and brushed my hair behind my ears. "Were you sick?"
"Yeah, must have a bug or something. I'll be right." I squeezed his hand.
"Okay, come on. Let's get you up and..." Before I could stop him he picked me up and I barely had time to face the toilet before throwing up again.
He held my hair back and rubbed my back as I coughed and sobbed for a few minutes. "Shh, baby, shh. It's okay."
"I kn-know," I choked out. "I j-just hate being sick. It's so yuck."
"I know love, I know. Are you feeling better now? Let's go back to bed. You're not going to school like this. It's probably just a twenty-four hour thing anyway. You don't have a fever or anything." I nodded and he scooped me up and placed me on the bathroom counter so I could rinse my mouth out. He scooped up again once I'd finished and put me in bed before stripping his scrubs off and hopping in bed and scootching over to hold me.
"Night darling." He buried his face into the crook of my neck.
"Mmm, love you," was all I managed to get out before exhaustion claimed me and the comfort of having Edward home and breathing softly in my ear lulled me to sleep.