Chapter Twelve: Girlfriend
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Twilight, then I'd be able to meet the actors.
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EPOV
When I awoke, I noticed that I wasn't in my bedroom, or my office at the back of my music store either. Where was I? I hoped Jacob hadn't tied me up again and dragged me during the night into some woman's house. He's done it before.
I then remembered. Oh my... Bella and I fell asleep on this couch last night after the movie had finished.
Boy, I am a lucky man. Looking around I noticed that Bella had snuggled up to me during the early hours of the morning on this surprisingly comfortable and large couch. Bella was still fast asleep next to me. I slowly sat up, careful not to wake her.
She looked so peaceful when she slept; no signs of stress or worry etched on her delicate, heart shaped face.
I slowly got up and made my way into the kitchen, determined to make Bella a fulfilling and delicious breakfast. As I crept away, I watched her as the absence of my warmth made her hold onto the blanket tighter. I hope she didn't mind that I had fallen asleep instead of driving home. It was either that or crash the car due to fatigue.
I hoped she would prefer the first option.
Better make something chocolatey to suck up to her. Oh, a chocolate banana milkshake would do the trick.
"Your time is up, Remote," I heard quietly from the living room. I laughed silently. Even in her dreams, she was crazy. But I liked crazy. But not crazy as in the crazy cat lady kind of crazy. Though it's okay if she has up to two cats.
As well as preparing a milkshake for Bella, I also began to whip up some pancake batter from scratch. My mother and father did not let me leave for university until I had learnt to cook foods ranging from breakfast foods to dinner foods to high tea foods. High tea was my mother's idea. She stated once to me that you never know when things may come in handy.
As I carried out breakfast and placed it on the coffee table Bella appeared to be starting to come to her senses.
She sat up slowly and stretched out her arms above her head. I smiled at how adorable she looked in the morning. Bella then noticed me. At first her expressive, brown doe eyes looked confused until it dawned on her that I must have stayed the night.
"Hi," she said softly, rubbing her eyes.
"Hey. Sorry but I kinda crashed last night at the end of the movie. Before I realised it, I was asleep," I said sheepishly while rubbing the back of my neck with my left hand.
Bella smiled, "I understand. It's fine Edward. I'm glad you did, you are very warm." I smirked.
"I made us breakfast." I pointed down towards the two plates and milkshakes.
"Thanks," Bella replied while scooting over to the left of the couch. I took this as an invitation to join her whilst we ate.
Bella moaned when her forkful of pancake hit her taste buds. "This is delicious Edward. Best pancakes I have ever tasted," Bella said.
"Why thank you. I do pride myself on my pancakes. They contain my secret ingredient, my weapon."
"And what would that secret ingredient be?" Bella asked innocently.
"If I tell you I'd have to – "
" – kill me?" Bella asked.
"Nope... I'd have to show you how to correctly use that ingredient," I laughed.
"Is it hard?" Bella asked suggestively.
"Very hard," I implied. We both started laughing. Then I remembered something.
"Bella, sweetie, how is your ankle?"
"Still sore. I just hope I don't hobble around too much. Someone may think it's my natural walking style... I wonder if anyone walks like that," Bella ran off on a tangent.
"Don't walk around on it too much okay? I don't want your ankle to take longer than necessary to heal," I replied in a tone that was firm but gentle... if that made any sense.
"Alright Doctor. If you say so," Bella teased as she leaned forward and picked up her milkshake.
I began to think. Bella was truly an amazing woman and I was extremely amazed that she had let me in on all of her antics.
That's what I really liked about her. I hope one day we would have a family with a television that does not need remotes, and round cornered tables so that when my Bella falls, if I am not there to catch her, she will not hit any part of her beautiful body on any sharp corners.
Get a hold of yourself there Cullen. You haven't even asked her to be your girlfriend... speaking of which. I wondered if she would allow me the honour of calling her my girlfriend, and I her boyfriend.
I decided to ask her. I hoped she wouldn't take it the wrong way.
When Bella had finished her drink, I took the glass from her hand, placed it on the coffee table and then took both her hands in mine, all the while staring into her eyes.
"Bella, I know we have not known each other for long, but I would be delighted if you would be my girlfriend," I said nervously, drawing circles on her palms with my thumbs.
Bella looked at me straight in the eye. She did not answer my question with words, but with an action.
She leant forward and placed her lips on mine, "Yes," she murmured against my lips.
I smiled and responded as she looped her arms around my neck and deepened the kiss.
After what felt like a couple of minutes, Bella and I pulled apart, both bearing bright smiles.
"You've made my morning," I murmured as Bella snuggled up into my side. She hummed as I stroked her hair. Neither of us wanted to move from that position.
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As I was placing the dirty plates and cutlery in the kitchen sink, revelling in the fact that Bella had agreed to be my girlfriend, I heard Bella scream from the lounge room. I quickly ran into the room and noticed Bella, who was standing on the coffee table, was glaring evilly at a huntsman on the left wall.
She looked at me, her eyes pleaded for me to get rid of it. Just then the huntsman took a couple of steps towards the right.
Bella screamed again.
Alice burst through Bella's front door as soon as she heard Bella scream, "Are you raping Bella?!"
I half laughed-half choked. "No Alice. There's a huntsman spider on the wall over there and Bella screamed at me to dispose of it," I said pointing over the left wall.
Alice just looked guilty, "Oh sorry. You can never know why a woman scre... OH MY GOD A SPIDER!" She only just realised what I had said, and proceeded to jump up on the coffee table with Bella. They stood there and hugged each other, glaring at the spider.
"Edward, get rid of it!" Alice shrieked.
"How?" There are many ways to banish it.
"I don't know... rape it?" Alice quivered.
"I don't think that would be highly productive in getting rid of it," I pointed out.
"You're right. Don't rape it. It may not like it and then all its spider buddies will be after you because you raped it. You need its consent," Alice said.
"How about you throw the remote at it? They are both evil and can make remote spiders as babies. OH MY GOD! Don't do that either," Bella yelled.
"Right. No rape or remote spiders. Got it," I muttered as I walked towards the kitchen to grab a salad bowl and a piece of cardboard big enough to cover the top of the bowl but thin enough to slide under the bowl when I place it over the huntsman.
"Don't leave me Edward. You're meant to be my boyfriend," Bella yelled.
Alice piped in, "Ooh he asked you to be his girlfriend?"
The entire time I searched for a salad bowl I heard Alice and Bella discuss how her and I were now going out. Alice wanted to do a triple date lunch tomorrow. Bella agreed to, as long as they survived the spider that had been looking at them.
Honestly girls. It's just a huntsman.
I returned back into the lounge room and saw that there was not two, but three people now standing on the coffee table. It's going to give out and break any moment now.
Emmett was the third person. Yep... definitely going to break.
"Dude, I know I don't know you all that well. But man up. It's a spider," I spoke to Emmett.
"Have you seen that thing? It's bigger and thicker than my pile!" Emmett exclaimed.
"Ew Emmett too much information," Alice cried.
"Chill pixie. I meant my pile of junk mail on my coffee table at home. Trust me... my pile is bigger and thicker than that spider," Emmett said suggestively.
"Alright, move aside ladies. Time to let me get rid of the theat." With that I placed the bowl over the spider, quickly swiped the thin piece of cardboard underneath the bowl and was instructed by a screeching Alice, Bella and Emmett to dispose of the thing down the end of the street.
So I had to walk the entire length of Bella's street holding a salad bowl. I got some weird looks. It probably did not look too good. I noticed that I only had my jeans on and no shirt. Ah damn.
I wandered back into the house. Bella came skipping up to me. She gave me a chaste kiss on the lips as a thankyou and I wrapped my arm around her waist, drawing her closer.
"What's this I hear about lunch tomorrow?" I smiled to Alice.
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A/N: Yep, so um... sorry that this was posted extremely late. No real excuses. The spider reference actually happened to me. As I began to complete this chapter I saw a huntsman crawl on my roof into my bedroom. I shrieked and had to get my father to remove it outside. Check out my new story if you have not already done so. It's called Five Dates and is on my profile (:
Please review. I hope you're all still out there... again.
I know this is random but I've found a website of parodies for the song "Milkshakes". I've decided to post one each time I update.
1. My magic brings Voldemort to the yard, and I'm like 'that's hurting my scar". Damn right that's hurting my scar. I'll escape him... in my flying car.
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Chapter Thirteen Teaser: "Bella, Bella, Bella, time is getting on, but you aren't getting on."