She Dragged Me to a Chick Flick and I Liked It!

Edward's POV

"Bella, would you like to go out?" We sat on a bench in Esme's garden. Bumblebees were flying from flower to flower. A butterfly even landed on Bella's toe, causing her to gasp. She wiggled her toes and the butterfly flew away. The sun was out, and I had to admit it felt good not to have to hide my sparkling skin from Bella.

She turned and looked at me, her beautiful face looking at me with a curious expression. "What do you mean?"

I smiled down at her. "Do you want to go see a movie, or go for dinner or something? I thought you might like to since you've been cooped up in the house with us for so long." I took her hand in mine, and gently rubbed her palm with my thumb.

Bella turned her face and watched as a robin twittered around the bird feeders. She spoke, her face still turned towards the robin. "If we went out for dinner you would be bored."

"Bella love, I'm never bored when I'm with you."

She glanced back up at my face, wearing a beautiful blush. "I would love to go to the movies, but I don't even know what movies are playing."

I reached over and gently plucked out a piece of pollen that had landed in her hair. "I'm sure we'll find something."

………..

So here I am watching this awful cheesy chick flick with Bella, and I am loving every minute of it. We finally settled on a romantic comedy, because all the other movies looked horrible. Well, this one looked horrible to, but it had been in theatres for a while and we were hoping that the theatre would be empty so we could be alone. We were lucky, besides us sitting all the way in the back row, there was a gaggle of teenage girls sitting right up front, and one other couple sitting in the middle.

Bella sat eating her popcorn, her head resting against my shoulder. I hooked my arm around the back of her chair at the beginning of the movie and hadn't moved it since. I spent more time watching Bella than I did watching the movie. I loved watching her laugh. I loved watching her eat the popcorn, her tongue licking the salt off her lips. Her lips which I knew tasted so sweet, and felt so tender under my own. I hadn't kissed her since that day I played the piano for her, almost a week ago, and I was desperate to feel her lips again.

……..

We walked out of the theatre, hand in hand. It was drizzling lightly, but it was a nice and refreshing. We walked to the Volvo parked at the back of the parking lot. I opened the passenger door for her and she stepped in. I couldn't tell if she was about to roll her eyes or smile at my old fashioned gesture. In the end she gave me a shy smile.

I pulled out of the parking lot, and we drove in silence for a few minutes. The rain was coming down harder now and it pattered against the windshield. I was contemplating, dragging Bella into my room when we got home and seducing her. I thought about kissing her lips, wondering if they were still salty from the popcorn. I wondered about kissing her soft white skin. I would start with her earlobe and then make my way down her jaw line. I would run my lips down her neck, and then down…

"What did you think of the movie?" Bella's voice shook me out of my reverie. I looked over at her and she was looking back at me waiting for my response.

I gave her a crooked grin. "It was ok."

"You hated it, didn't you?" She looked at me skeptically.

I chuckled. "Did you like it?"

"Yes. I thought it was funny. It was a nice lighthearted movie." I looked at her again. She seemed embarrassed that she liked it.

We were on the highway, and I didn't have to worry about shifting gears, so I reached over and gently rested my hand on her thigh. I heard her heart skip a beat, and it made me smile. I squeezed her thigh gently. "I'm really glad you had fun tonight Bella."

"You didn't like? Not even a bit?" Bella asked.

I laughed. "Bella, I spent more time watching you, than I did the movie!"

I glanced over and saw her cheeks turn a rosy shade of pink. She turned her face away and looked out the window.

After a few minutes of silence I looked at her. "A penny for your thoughts?"

She didn't look at me. She just kept on staring out the window. Finally she asked, "Edward, why are you so kind to me?"

I looked at her in surprise. Amazed that it wasn't obvious to her how I felt. "Bella," I hesitated, wanting to word it right, "you must realize how I feel for you?"

She looked at me, and shook her head.

I sighed. How do I tell her that when I am not resisting the temptation to drink her blood, I am fantasizing about her in a very ungentlemanly way? How do I tell her that I was falling in love with her? "Bella, I feel many things for you. I feel protective." I squeezed her thigh again. "I won't let anything hurt you. I want you to be happy and safe. But most of all Bella," I looked her in the eyes, suddenly feeling nervous, "I feel as though I am falling in love with you."

She looked at me with wide eyes, stunned at my admission. Then a look of pain crossed her face and in her eyes. She turned her head to look out the window again. "Why would you say such a thing to me?"

This was not the reaction I expected. "Why? Because you asked and because it's true!"

She sighed. "You can't imagine how it hurts me to hear you joke about something like that."

I was on the verge of cursing out loud. "Bella? Why do you think I'm joking?"

"Why would you love me Edward? I'm just plain old me." She was looking at me now, her hands fidgeting in her lap.

"Damn it Bella!"

Hell! I finally tell a girl that I am falling in love with her and she thinks I'm just teasing her. "I am falling in love with you. I am not joking around and I am not teasing you. I'm not trying to hurt you. I'm putting my feelings out on the line here because I can't even imagine how you must feel about me. I'm a monster and a killer. Every moment that I am with you I crave your blood. I don't deserve any kindness from you, yet you show me every kindness. I'm taking a risk that you might turn away in disgust that a beast like me loves you. I'm risking my own heart!"

She sat in silence, working out what I said in her mind. "Why me, Edward?"

"Because," I pulled the Volvo onto the long overgrown road leading to our house, "you're beautiful and you're sweet. In my long life I have never met anybody like you." I chuckled. "Who else but you would, after being kidnapped by a bunch of blood thirsty vampires, still see a bright side to everything? Who else but you would be able to see the good in me?"

The house appeared before us, and I parked the car, neither of us moving to get out. Bella whispered "Your family sees the good in you Edward."

I looked into her eyes. "Yes, but my family consists of monsters like me."

She reached over and shyly put her hand on my chest, where my heart should have been beating. "You are not monsters."

She leaned over, slowly bringing her lips to mine. I closed the distance and kissed her tenderly. She moaned, and I kissed her more passionately. "Bella…" I groaned, tasting the salty sweetness of her as her lips parted allowing my tongue to join hers. I brought my hand up and clasped the back of her neck, holding her lips to mine, sweeping my tongue into her mouth teasingly.

Finally, she pulled away, gasping slightly for air. I wanted to chuckled and make a little joke about me taking her breath away, but before I could she whispered something to me that I will never forget.

"I've fallen in love with you Edward."