Disclaimer: The poster of this story has the name of Alice. Since she has that name, she must be psychic. Unfortunately, in my future she saw a complete lack of Twilight being given to me. What a shame.
BPOV
After Charlie went to sleep, Edward leaped through my window. He sat on my bed and noticed something. Confusion flitted across his face.
"Is someone else in the room, Bella?" Edward asked.
"No," I replied, confused. "Why are you asking me? Wouldn't you know better?" He ignored me.
"What about outside your window? Under your bed? Is someone in the closet?" He asked.
"As I said before, no. Why are you asking me this, Edward?" He continued to ignore me, muttering to himself almost too low for me to hear.
"A faint heartbeat, but no new smell. It's coming from the room, there's I can't hear their mind, and all I can smell is Bella. What's going on?" His eyes darted around the room, then set on the one place I hoped they wouldn't. My volumtious stomach. I gulped.
"Bella," he said cautiously, "I think you're pregnant."
Everything went black.
When I woke up, Edward was in my rocking chair. He quickly rushed over, his face anxious.
"How are you?" He fretted.
"Are you sure I'm pregnant?" I asked, ignoring his question.
"Do you want to go see Carlisle to make sure?" He offered.
"Sure," I said.
I was extremely nervous by the time we were turning into their long driveway. The second I was out of his Volvo, everyone was running out of the house at vampire speed. Alice kissed me on the cheek. She already seemed to know the reason for the visit.
"I'm so happy for you!" Alice exclaimed.
"Hey, what's going on that I don't know about?" asked Emmett, frowning.
"I'm pregnant." I stated.
Emmett's face cracked into a huge smile, probably imagining my baby being a boy and raising him to be a mini-Emmett.
"I hope it's a boy." I was right.
Jasper half-smiled, Rosalie looked jelious, Edward couldn't have looked happier, and neither could Alice. Carlisle and Esme, walking out of the house at human speed, probably not trying to scare me, were smiling kindly.
"Congratulations. Is it official?" asked Carlisle.
"No. That's why I'm here. Charlie would get suspicious if he found tests." I said.
"Follow me," said Carlisle, walking into his bathroom. He had pregnancy tests in there for some reason, though no one knew why.
I walked out of the bathroom, half happy, half shocked, and half scared, but one hundred and fifty percent pregnant. Edward snatched the test away from me then pulled me into a hug so tight that I could barely breath. He kissed me in such a passionate way that it could only be compared to Romeo and Juliet and would have made old Shakespeare himself proud.
Edward did have his limits, however, and he stopped before he got too tempted.
"Which is tempting you more, my blood or my body?" I asked, trying to steady my breath.
"Body. But I can resist. For now, anyway." He was smiling. I stuck out my lower lip in a pout. He groaned at my cute expression.
"I'm sorry, am I being cute again?" I asked. I used my cutest, most innocent expression.
"You are the most dangerous creature I have ever met." Edward sounded mad, but I knew him well enough to know that he was trying not to laugh. When I pouted again he cracked up and chuckled laughed loudly. I started giggling soon after. Jasper, being as sensitive as he was, started to act drunk. Alice laughed at seeing Jasper, and soon everyone was laughin, even Rosalie.
After the giggling party was over, Edward drove me home. Everything had been funny until Emmett fell over laughing and broke the coffee table, and Esme starting yelling at him about how hard it was to find something that went perfectly in the living room in the first place. Now Emmett has a date with Esme to go shopping. The really scary part was that Jasper was the noly thing keeping her from biting his head off.
"That was good Bell, you should make beef stroganoff more often," said Charlie after a hearty dinner. (AN: I am vegetarian, but I know what beef stroganoff is and it actually was not that bad, but my mom makes it all the time but... GO VEGETARIANS!)
I was really hoping I wouldn't have to use stroganoff, but I had to get him into a good mood. Telling him was paramount.
"Ch-Dad, I have to tell you something." I said. This would be painful. "I'm...um, pregnant," I mumbled. Charlie was shocked and mad.
"Who's the father?" He angrily demanded. It was obvious, he blamed Edward.
"Mike," I whispered. "He left right after..." I trailed off, making him seem like the bad guy.
"Does anyone else know?" Charlie inquired.
"No," I replied.
"Then let's just act as if this never happened. So, what's going on between you and Edward?" Charlie asked.
"Not much," I said.
"Well, bye, Bells. I'm going fishing." Charlie said before he left
As soon as my father was gone, Edward came over.
"Hi, Edward," I mumbled through my breakfast. Edward wrinkled his nose at my cereal but laughed when I started to drool milk.
"So, what are we going to do today?" I asked.
"Skinny dipping?" he suggested. I stared at him with wide eyes and an open jaw. "Just kidding. We are going to Wild Waves Theme Park!" he yelled enthusiastically. I made my face fall and my eyes water.
"Bella, what's wrong?" Edward pleaded.
"I wanted to go skinny-dipping!" I was working up tears.
"We can do that if you want." Edward consoled me. I broke out into waves of laughter. His face stared at me perplexed, most likely trying to figure out if psychiatric intervention was necessary.
"Just kidding!" I yelled, still laughing. It seemed to click in his head then. A glare appeared on his face, but it soon turned into laughter.
AT THE WATER PARK
"Gah! Oh, I'm getting you back for that!" I ran toward Edward with hands full of water to splash him. He ran and turned a corner around a waterfall, throwing me off. I rounded that corner and saw him on a squirt gun. Uh oh, I thought.
We had been having fun splashing each other and going down water slides for hours. Edward was glistening in the sexiest was I had ever seen him. He was drenched after all the slides, and he looked hot in swim trunks.
When he learned that I didn't have a swim suit, he took me shopping for one. After trying dozens on, he bought me a very expensive blue bikini and matching flip-flops. I saw the price tag, and my jaw dropped.
Anyway, back to the present. I saw Edward drop to one knee.
Does he need to tie his shoe? Wait, he's barefoot. Whoa, I thought perplexed.
I was brought out of reverie when a small black box was brought out of his pocket. He opened it to show a brilliant diamond ring.
"Bella, will you marry me?"
AN: Yes, I know, another cliffhanger. But you know what's going to happen, or do you?
GO VEGETARIANS!
i'm a vegetable.
- Amanda
E/PN: Please review! By the way, if you like this story so far, read Pussy Willows written by me, Alice, who posts, and greatly edits, Amanda's stories!