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EPOV

What kind of fuckery is this?

My eyes wouldn't stop peering at the bouquet. They were lush and red and severely doing my head in. There had to be more than twenty, sitting looking innocent with sprigs of white shit between them. I'd only ever seen a bouquet as resplendent as this once before. Bella placed her arm on my sleeve and tugged, trying to pull my attention onto her. My jaw clenched and unclenched making the muscles twitch as I tried to work out who would have done such a thing.

"Edward." Bella's voice pierced through my thoughts and finally I looked down into her wide eyes. "If you didn't leave them then who did?"

I merely shrugged in response.

"Were they in the truck when Emmett brought it in?"

Again I shrugged. They had to have been. There is no way on earth someone could get past the alarm system. But if they were then why didn't he say anything? In two strides I was at the door and shouting for Emmett.

"What's up?"

"That's what's up." I told him, foregoing any sort of greeting and pointing at the roses. "Were they in their when you brought the truck in?"

"Yeah." It was his turn to shrug, his eyes scanning from me to Bella and back again, taking in the uneasy expression on our faces. "I thought you had left them there."

At least we didn't have to work out how someone bypassed the alarm system. All I had to do was work out who was leaving my girlfriend flowers as she slept in my bed.

"Newton?" Emmett mirrored my own thought process, working through reasonable suspects. "I thought you were just being paranoid last night." He admitted, throwing me an apologetic look.

"Last night?" Bella finally spoke again, her face pushed into my arm, her body utilising my own as a shield.

"I thought I saw someone moving about outside." I admitted, seriously pissed off. I wanted her to feel safe when she was here, when she was with me. Knowing that someone was creeping about outside as she slept was not going to make her comfortable being here.

"Oh. You didn't see who it was?"

"I wasn't sure it was a person." I told her which elicited a raised eyebrow and nothing else. If I could read her mind I would a happy man. Sometimes she just didn't give me a clue. She could be so frustrating.

"Well, seeing as they aren't from you then I don't want them." She marched over to the truck and yanked out the bouquet before stomping over towards the bin and hovering them over the yawning opening. She paused. "Here." Thrusting them at Emmett she wiped her hands together.

"Why Bells, I didn't know you cared." With a flutter of his eyelashes Emmett sniggered before looking down at them confused.

"Go give them to Mrs Hale. It'll win you major brownie points."

"Sweet, thanks Bells." His face still held a frown as he gave me a quick nod and left, letting me know that he was still thinking possible suspects.

Bella walked over to me and leaned her body against mine, wrapping her arms around my torso and resting her head on my chest.

"I'm going home. Don't get worked up about the stupid flowers." She whispered.

"I won't."

I fucking will.

"I'll see you tomorrow." Pushing up on her tiptoes her lips met mine in a chaste closed mouth kiss but her fingernails trailed over my shirt and across my stomach making the muscle tense.

"See you tomorrow." I sighed, admitting defeat when she hopped into the truck. I hate her driving that thing. It looks like a clown car, the kind where all the panelling falls off and she's left with nothing but a steering wheel and a seat.

I'm picking her up tomorrow morning and driving her to school whether she likes it or not.

I felt a sudden compulsion to have her within my sight as much as possible.

BPOV

There was a strange wave of relaxation that descended upon me when I walked through my front door. Charlie wasn't back yet, the house was silent and I flopped down onto the couch to enjoy it. Being at Edward's all weekend was great but I had missed my bed. There is nothing like the feeling of your own bed. It would be even better if he was in it with me, but I would enjoy it nonetheless.

His reaction to the roses freaked me out a little bit. He seemed incredibly discombobulated by them, as was I. Not once in my life had anyone given me flowers. There hadn't been a card with them. The entire thing was a bit weird.

Before Charlie came home I tidied the house, cleaned the kitchen and basically did housework things that we both usually tried to avoid. Alice turned up without me having to even call her, like some sort of psychic she bundled through the door just as I picked up the phone to call her.

"Hello!" She had to shout to be heard over the music I had blaring through the house.

"Hey." Giving her a quick hug in greeting I resumed singing along badly, finishing the dusting as she curled up on the couch.

Eventually I convinced her to help me out, suggesting that it would be quicker if two of us worked instead of just me. I knew she was dying to throw a hundred questions at me so I knew it would work. She was more of a stranger to housework than I; her parents had hired a cleaner so she never had to think about it. Her house was always sparkling and clean.

"Are we done yet?" She whined at me ineffectually glancing a cloth over the same spot again and again. I glanced around and decreed that we had made a decent enough job of it.

"Yup." I nodded. She actually bounced with glee.

"So?"

"So what?" I laughed, knowing exactly what she was thinking.

"I've barely seen you since Friday Bells. I need to be updated."

So I told her. Almost everything. The information Edward had trusted me with about his parents was not mine to share. Alice would only ever know that if he chose to tell her himself. Besides, I didn't have all of that information myself. But I told her about his kiss, his touch, his heart and that he loved me.

"Do you love him?" I hadn't told him yet, I wasn't going to tell Alice first.

"I adore him." I sighed, dropping back onto the chair and staring at the ceiling.

"That's beautiful." She sighed in return.

"When did you know you were in love with Jasper?"

"I feel like I've loved him forever Bella. I don't remember a time when I didn't."

"Now that's beautiful."

We sat in silence for a while. Each of us lost in our own little worlds. I had only ever known Jasper and Alice as a package deal. To love one of them is to love the other. It didn't seem possible that they existed without each other. I'm a cynic when it comes to love. Before I moved to Forks I believed that love only existed in the movies, and even then it was fraught with tension and tragedy. I'd never witnessed real love. Then I met them.

And I was converted.

So now, here I was, on the verge of being something I never used to believe in. Who am I kidding? I'm way past the verge; I'd stepped over that daunting precipice without even realising it. Now I'm plummeting down dangerously fast and something has to give.

Everything's perfect right now.

I don't want anything to change.

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