AN- Okay I know I promised a scene with Bella and Alice, but when I got started, this is what came out first. It's short, but I had to post it so you could all laugh with me! Alice is coming next. I promise!
So, I was about to post this and realized how much funnier it was to me because I could hear Edward's thoughts. I couldn't stop myself from doing a rewrite in EPOV. For those of you who hate reading the same thing twice, pick your favorite POV, read that and skip to the next chapter. (when I post it) Alice will be there, I promise. For the rest of you, please enjoy the apparent addiction I've developed for writing from both Bella and Edward. Hopefully I'll cut it out. It's way too time consuming. But oh so much fun!
First we have BPOV, then is EPOV. I posted it as one chapter, so you can skip one or the other, if you like.
Ch4 The Morning After -pt 1x1
BPOV
As I stepped out of the shower I laughed, wrapping a towel around myself. I had left my clothes sitting on the bed when I came into the bathroom. My mind was. . . elsewhere. The towel was barely long enough to cover from just above my breasts to just below my butt. I also had to cinch it tight for it to reach all the way around. Good thing Edward had been unexpectedly absent this morning.
When I first woke up and he wasn't there, I had been miffed. I hated waking up alone and he knew that. But I had been in a good humor, rare for me in the morning, because I'd had a very pleasant night's sleep. For a change. So instead of staying mad and pouting, I'd gotten in the shower.
Now, clutching the too small towel securely in one hand I ran a comb through my hair with the other. Draping my hair in front of me, I was trying to get it straight before it started to dry. I started to bend over to reach my clothes on the bed. This wasn't going to work with my towel situation. I realized it would fall off if I reached low enough to get my clothes. I started to close the door for privacy, in case Edward arrived while I was dressing.
"Bella, wait!" A voice called out, choking on the words.
I spun around, so startled I nearly dropped the towel. Edward was standing against my desk frozen, his eyes wide with shock and, something else. It hadn't occurred to me he would come in through my window, not my door. See, mind somewhere else.
"Edward!" I screamed. How long has he been there? "Why didn't you say something?" I cried. He continued to stare. "Edward," I scolded fiercely.
He shook his head and closed his eyes. "Bella! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to. . . when you came in. . ." He opened his eyes for a moment, they were pleading for forgiveness. Quickly, he closed them again. He raised one hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, the other he used to lean heavily on the desk. It creaked.
"Bella when you came in, I was speechless. Then I thought you were just getting your clothes and going back to the bathroom. I didn't say anything because I didn't want to embarrass you." He opened his eyes again, they were truly earnest. "I called out when I realized. . . I wasn't trying to peek, I swear!" He could see by the look on my face, I'd already forgiven him. His true colors showed through again when he finished by saying "Not without your permission anyway."
"Edward!," I tried to sound fierce again, but I was too close to laughing.
"I'll wait for you downstairs," He smiled at me and kissed the top of my head as he walked past.
For goodness sake! It was getting to the point it would just be easier to be married already. I quickly dressed and went downstairs to meet him in the kitchen. As soon as I walked through the door, he put his arms around me, pulling me tight and swinging me off the floor. He buried his face in my damp hair and took and enormous breath.
"Edward!" I laughed again. He let me go and I got busy finding breakfast.
"I thought you might not appreciate it if I tried that upstairs," he said with a smile.
"You thought right." I said trying hard to sound stern, but no quite making it. "That would have been totally inappropriate behavior, young man." He laughed and the sound filled the kitchen with music. "You nearly gave me a stroke as it was!" I laughed.
"I'm sorry I wasn't here when you woke up," he apologized. "You usually sleep later."
"I actually slept really well last night." I said, "Didn't I dream much?"
"Actually, I didn't stay for that part last night. I thought if your dreams were anything like mine were going to be, it would be better if I didn't hear them." He winked at me.
I blushed deep crimson, nearly choking on my cereal. "Edward, you don't sleep!" I said, trying to turn the conversation away from my dreams.
"No, but I do daydream," he said, his voice almost wistful. Suddenly he looked apprehensive, "Maybe you sleep better if I'm not here," he said.
"Not possible," I replied, washing my bowl out in the sink. "Last night was a fluke, most nights I need you there to fight off my nightmares." His eyes softened.
Then they twinkled, "Or maybe I left you so exhausted, you didn't dream at all!" He put his arms around me again.
"You wish!" I laughed, "You just wait mister, I'll show you exhausted!"
"Is that a promise?" He breathed into my ear, finishing with a kiss below it.
"It was supposed to be a threat!" I said pulling my head back and blushing again. "We had better get going, before Alice has a chance to call and bawl you out for making me late."
"She's coming here, actually. That's the other reason I was late this morning. It took longer than I expected to convince her to do the planning here today." He grimaced, "Though what happened upstairs is probably what she meant by 'don't worry, we're already even.'"
"Alice hates dragging all her wedding junk over here! Why would you ask her to do that?" I wondered.
"Well, I don't think it would be. . . prudent for you to come to my house today." He said.
"And why not?" I asked, I hated being told I shouldn't do something.
"Lots of reasons, the biggest being Emmett." He smiled at his own joke.
"What?" I didn't understand his cryptic remarks.
"Emmett has been practicing falling off the furniture to make a big scene the next time you come over." Edward explained, laughing.
At first I thought it was just Emmett teasing me about my klutziness, then I realized what he meant. "You told them!" I shouted, shocked.
"Of course not, my Silly Bella," He laughed again. "This is my family, no secrets, remember? Alice had a vision, she told Jasper. . . you get the idea."
"And Emmett didn't tease you about it? He's waiting to tease me?" I asked. That didn't sound like the Emmett I know and love.
"No, actually, he teased me at great length, starting the minute I got home." He admitted, "But it didn't bother me, so he lost interest and concentrated on ways to tease you."
"Oh," I said. "Wait a minute, it didn't bother you? Since when?"
His topaz eyes were soft and warm with tenderness. I melted looking into them. "Bella, hearing you laugh last night," he paused, his arms around me were keeping me from slipping to the floor. "Watching you completely loose yourself in it," he paused again, the sparkle in his eyes taking my breath away. "It was well worth any price."
I was speechless. Instead of trying to gather my thoughts into a coherent sentence, I reached my arms around his neck. I pulled him down and kissed him soundly on the lips.
Ch 4 The Morning After pt 1x2
EPOV
Bella wasn't in her room when I arrived. Alice had been unexpectedly difficult. I had expected her to put up a fight, but she had gone a bit overboard, really. I heard Bella's shower turn off and decided to wait in her room for her, like I did every morning. I leaned against her desk, so I could see her beautiful face when she walked in. That's when I noticed the pile of clothes at the foot of her bed.
Before I could think, Bella walked through the doorway. My breath caught in my throat and my heart almost started beating again. Her hair was draped in front of her, dripping as she combed it with one hand. She was singly the most beautiful thing in creation. My vampire eyesight could see individual drops of water sprinkled like dew across her shoulders, as well as steam still lifting from her skin. Her smooth, soft, porcelain skin.
I lowered my eyes to her feet, but was unable to keep them from trailing back up her slender legs. Just in time my view was obstructed by a too-small towel she was clutching in her other hand. I almost sighed in relief, when she started to bend over, reaching for her clothes. The towel started to pull open. I shut my eyes.
She'll just get her clothes and leave I thought, then you can pretend you were never here and this never happened. Not that I would ever forget what I just saw. I heard the door start to close and opened my eyes. Bella wasn't leaving! Say something you jerk! My brain screamed. Finally I got my throat to cooperate.
"Bella, wait!" I choked.
Bella spun around, so startled she nearly dropped the towel. I felt both dread and hope at the thought. Cad, I scolded myself.
"Edward!" Bella screamed. "Why didn't you say something?"
I was still enthralled by the sight of her.
"Edward," she scolded fiercely.
I shook my head to clear it, and closed my eyes to break the spell. "Bella! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to. . . when you came in. . ." I opened my eyes to plead for forgiveness. She was still glorious. I quickly, closed them before I started oogling again. I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to focus on something other than her perfect body. I leaned heavily on the desk and it creaked under my weight.
"Bella when you came in, I was speechless." I tried to explain, "Then I thought you were just getting your clothes and going back to the bathroom. I didn't say anything because I didn't want to embarrass you." I opened my eyes again to search her face, Was she furious? "I called out when I realized. . . I wasn't trying to peek, I swear!" I could see by the look on her face, she had forgiven me already. Relief caused me to be unthinkingly honest. "Not without your permission anyway."
"Edward!," Bella was trying to sound fierce, but was too close to laughing.
"I'll wait for you downstairs," I smiled relieved that she still wasn't mad at my horrific blunder. Unable to resist, I kissed the top of her head as I walked past. It smelled fantastic.
I waited for Bella in the kitchen. As soon as she walked through the door, I put my arms around her, pulling her against me bringing her feet off the floor. I buried my face in her damp hair and took an enormous breath.
"Edward!" she laughed again, music to my ears. I let her go so she could get some breakfast.
"I thought you might not appreciate it if I tried that upstairs," I said with a smile.
"You thought right." She said trying hard to sound stern, but no quite making it. "That would have been totally inappropriate behavior, young man." I laughed aloud. "You nearly gave me a stroke as it was!" She laughed in return.
"I'm sorry I wasn't here when you woke up," I apologized, knowing how she hated to wake up alone. "You usually sleep later."
"I slept better than usual last night." she said, "Didn't I dream much?"
"Actually, I didn't stay for that part last night. I thought if your dreams were anything like mine were going to be, it would be better if I didn't hear them." I said, winking.
Bella blushed a rich crimson, nearly choking on her cereal. "Edward, you don't sleep!"she argued.
"No, but I do daydream," I sighed, and very pleasant ones at that. A disturbing thought occurred to me, "Maybe you sleep better if I'm not here," I said.
"Not possible," she replied, washing her bowl out in the sink. "Last night was a fluke, most nights I need you there to fight off my nightmares."
I was glad I made her feel safe. Then a different thought came. "Or maybe I left you so exhausted, you didn't dream at all!" I said, gathering her back into my arms.
"You wish!" she laughed, "You just wait mister, I'll show you exhausted!"
I thrilled at the possibilities, "Is that a promise?" I breathed into her ear, kissing the soft skin beneath it.
"It was supposed to be a threat!" she said pulling her head back and blushing again. "We had better get going, before Alice has a chance to call and bawl you out for making me late."
"She's coming here, actually. That's the other reason I was late this morning. It took longer than I expected to convince her to do the planning here today." I grimaced, realizing why Alice had been so outlandishly difficult., "Though what happened upstairs is probably what she meant by 'don't worry, we're already even.'"
"Alice hates dragging all her wedding junk over here! Why would you ask her to do that?" Bella wondered.
"Well, I don't think it would be. . . prudent for you to come to my house today." I said.
"And why not?" She asked, irritated.
"Lots of reasons, the biggest being Emmett." I smiled at the mental picture.
"What?" she asked.
"Emmett has been practicing falling off the furniture to make a big scene the next time you come over." I explained, laughing at the memory.
It took a second to click, "You told them!" she shouted, shocked.
"Of course not, my Silly Bella," I laughed again. "This is my family, no secrets, remember? Alice had a vision, she told Jasper. . . you get the idea."
"And Emmett didn't tease you about it? He's waiting to tease me?" she asked, confused.
"No, actually, he teased me at great length, starting the minute I got home." I admitted, "But it didn't bother me, so he lost interest and concentrated on ways to tease you."
"Oh," she said. "Wait a minute, it didn't bother you? Since when?"
How could I make her understand what last night meant to me? "Bella, hearing you laugh last night," I began, trying to find words, "Watching you completely loose yourself in it," I paused, relishing the memory. "It was well worth any price."
Bella stared at me. Then she reached her arms around my neck, pulling me down to kiss me soundly on the lips.
Okay from here on in, I'll really try to make up my mind before hand whose POV to tell it from and stick to it. I'll try.
