A/N: Sorry it's been so long! I really wanted to do this chapter but I've had no time.
Okay, in this chapter it refers to a song, which is 'Everything' by Lifehouse. We are going to pretend Edward wrote it... :)
I hope you like this :) Please review.
Saga Lover
Xxxx
P.S. FIRST EVER LEMON – I really hope it's okay.
8 years later...
"l love you so much. You're my other half and I wouldn't be me without you. You bring out the best in me, in everything. Thank you for putting up with me for this long, and I hope you can bear it a little longer... All of the things we've been through, and the memories we've shared, they are so special to me, and I'll never forget them. I promise I'll be there for you and we'll face things together. I love you with everything in me. Will you marry me? Will you be my wife?"
He spoke quietly, only to me.
"You don't have to answer now... I have something for you first."
.
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He pressed his lips to my forehead, smirked at me, and then wandered over the bar. He grabbed his guitar and walked onto the stage. This was when I realised what he was about to do, and my heart started to beat a little bit faster. I hear him play and sing often, but it had always been covers of other musicians or only little bits if things he had written... but over the last few months, I had seen him writing an awful lot around the flat, which was not an often occurrence usually. I suspected things when he would pluck away at strings in the bedroom, with a notebook and pen, and cover them 'subtly' when I entered.
I had always wanted him to write something... his way of speaking was so stunning sometimes, it could be lyrics.
"This is for my Bella. I love you, baby. I meant everything I just said to you." He sent me a soft smile, and began to play the strings...
Find me here
And speak to me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That's leading me
To the place
Where I find peace... again
You are the strength
That keeps me walking
You are the hope
That keeps me trusting
And you are the light
To my soul
You are my purpose
You're everything
And how can I stand here with you
And not be moved by you?
And you tell me how could it be
Any better than this?
Yeah...
You calm the storm
And you give me rest
You hold me in your hands
You won't let me fall
You steal my heart
And you take my breath away
Would you take me in
Take me deeper now
And how can I stand here with you
And not be moved by you?
And you tell me how could it be
Any better than this?
And how can I stand here with you
And not be moved by you?
And you tell me how could it be
Any better than this?
Cause you're all I want
You're all I need
You're everything
Everything
He stood up closer to the microphone, his eyes closed, his voice full of emotion. I blinked, pushing tears down my face, taking in this beautiful, amazing man that wanted and loved me... forever. I wanted him always. I already knew what my answer was, but this song, made me fall in love impossibly more.
You're all I want
You're all I need
You're everything
Everything
You're all I want
You're all I need
You're everything
Everything
He opened his eyes, immediately meeting my wet ones. He gazed at me, sang to me, meaning every word. His body and music were portraying more than any words ever could to me.
You're all I want
You're all I need
Everything
Everything
And how can I stand here with you
And not be moved by you
And you tell me how could it be
Any better than this
And how can I stand here with you
And not be moved by you
And you tell me how could it be
Any better than this
And how can I stand here with you
And not be moved by you
And you tell me how could it be
Any better than this
And you tell me
How could it be
Any better than this...
The crowd erupted into whistles and cheers, but to be honest, I didn't care. I knew he was amazingly talented.
I pushed my way past people, jogging up to the stage. I watched him thank everyone, searching the crowd with his eyes, as I got closer to him. As I reached the stage, he turned towards me and put his guitar down. I ran up to him I had tears running down my face and a massive smile on my face. I launched myself up into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist and pressing my forehead to his.
"Yes." I whispered, seeing things slightly blurred due to the moisture still running down my face. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes... Yes." And with that, I placed my lips to his, passionately. He was mine, and mine forever, and I couldn't be more happy. He was my everything, my world.
I didn't think about the audience we had, watching us, all I focused on was kissing my fiancé.
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x ~ x ~ x
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We spent the rest of the evening chilling out with the gang, at Midnight Sun, Rosie's bar. Since Edward's performance had been so popular the bar was still packed, and she couldn't close up until the crowd left, so we decided to hang around and catch up.
After leaving school and going to uni's, we hadn't seen a lot of each other, and we weren't used to that. Some of us had shared universities, but we'd been quite spread out, overall. We now all lived in Seattle, so we got to see much more of each other.
Alice and Jasper were married, with a baby about to arrive. They got married the year they finished university, about 4 years ago, and have lived together since. They have recently bought a house on the outskirts of the town, in a lovely area, which was for their new family. She was 8 months pregnant, and knew she was having a little girl, which she was so excited about. Jasper was looking forward to it all as well, doting on Alice constantly, and fretting about things that had to be perfect. He was now a local photographer, and was hired for many things, such as weddings, parties, schools and local magazines. He was popular and well known in the area, meaning word of mouth often served as very effective advertising.
Alice was a masseuse until they both decided she wanted to be a stay at home Mom, and stopped working when she was 3 months pregnant.
Rose's bar was a huge success, and very popular in the area. She began Midnight Sun a year after completing her public relations degree, when she was having difficulty finding a job and saw a place was for sale. They bought it about a year ago and she made it her own. It was modern and classy, with an upstairs club and down stair pub/bar with the stage. The whole place was decorated modernly, with blue neon lights, white counters and dark blue sofas. We all did extra shifts when she needed help. Emmett was obviously the key helper/DIY man, and extremely supportive of the bar.
He was a sports coach at the nearby senior school, and had been for several years. He loved his job and was amazing at it. It suited him perfectly; he could be damn strong when he wanted, and was big enough that none of the older boys stood up to him, and he had a softy side, so was well liked by everyone. He'd made a lot of friends with the teachers as well, including a very close friendship with the music teacher...
Edward had been teaching music at the same school for about a year. He studied music at university and had only considered teaching when helping out first years with their music classes... even then, it took me to notice that every day he helped them, he would rush home, all excited and bubbly, telling me everything they had achieved. So I told him that he obviously loved it, and why not carry on? So he did. He loves his job so much, but I still think a little bit of him wishes he could just create music for the rest of his life.
"How's the book coming along then, Pipsqueak?" The names were still going, unbelievably, just a bit less inventive.
"Yeah, it's okay... having a bit of a writer's block at the moment, though." I replied, taking a sip of the un-named cocktail in front of me.
I had been writing since the beginning of university. Ali and I had been sharing accommodation, and she had taken my writing, read it, and handed it to one of my lecturers. They had thought it was good enough to attempt publishing, to my shock, and helped me try to send it off and visit publishers. Someone was interested, and it sold well, to my extreme surprise. I still can't really take it in that people are reading my novel... Anyway, so I wrote a second book that went down well, so my publisher and manager have been at me to write the next one, which I'm about half way through.
"It'll be okay, love. You'll find your inspiration again soon." Edward whispered into my ear, wrapping his arm around my waist and one under my knees, lifting me onto his lap. I shifted my arms up into his shoulders.
"Thank you," I replied, looking into his beautiful green eyes. "For everything."
"That's okay, Mrs Cullen..." He grinned, widely, kissing my nose. Warmth bubbled up inside of me, and I squeezed myself closer to him.
I giggled, running my hand through his hair. "I think I could get used to that."
He pulled me closer and placed his lips on mine. I leant in and returned the kiss, pushing both hands into his hair. He slid his tongue along my lip, asking for entrance, which I granted, opening my mouth slightly. Heat ran through me, a feeling that never got older, ever. I felt it from the top of my head to my toes, making me shudder and let out a small moan. He nipped my lip with his teeth, gently, holding me closer. I turned my face sideways slightly. As I delved my tongue back into his mouth, he groaned loudly, making our actions known...
"Hey! Enough of that. Keep it PG please!" Alice scolded. "I have sensitive gag reflexes!" Making Emmett boom with laughter.
"Yeah Eddie, no corrupting my little sis."
Edward pulled back slightly, finishing our PDA, and placed one last gentle kiss on the corner of my mouth.
"We're off. Bye." I said, jumping off his lap, out of the booth with a wave. I heard them all chuckle and giggle at us, as Edward called 'See ya, guys' and ran up behind me to place his arms around my waist.
"Anxious, love?" He whispered over my shoulder, placing a gentle kiss on my neck. I shivered.
"We've just got engaged,' I grinned, "I think we're entitled to some us time." And with that, I sped out the door and jogged round the car park, hearing him chuckling behind me. He was faster than I was, and caught me up easily, re-placing his arms around me from behind.
"Got you." He spoke, huskily into my ear. I giggled, and spun round in his arms. Our lips fused, suddenly serious, as he nudged me back towards the car. My back met the passenger door as he pressed against me, our tongues dancing. Heat ran up my sides as his hands moved upwards, one taking its place underneath my breast against my ribs and the other behind my head, buried in my hair. I clung tighter against him, feeling every line, as I laced my finger through his hair and pulled him impossibly closer. This kissing was the best of all. To feel him against me, his hands gentle and passionate, his kisses making me feel it in my toes. I would never get used to it, and I didn't want to. He shifted his hips against mine, making me moan out loud as I pushed towards him, unconsciously.
His hand wandered down from my ribs, over my hip, leaving a trail of warmth as he cupped my thigh and lifted it around his waist. I grinded my hips with his, again, feeling his hardness through my thin dress, making me shudder. He pulled back, and looked down at me anxiously.
"Are you cold?" He asked rubbing his hands up and down my arms. I giggled.
"No, I'm the furthest thing from cold at the moment." I smirked, pushing my hips against his again, to emphasise my meaning. He groaned, deliciously, and pushed back, automatically. "Take me home, Edward."
"Of course, baby." He replied, his voice rough and low after our activities. He placed one last kiss on my lips, and pulled away, opening my door with a sexy smirk.
As we drove out of the car park, I realised we should have just continued against the car, as the heat and ache between my legs was bordering on unbearable. I tried to subtly rub my thighs together to gain some sort of friction, but it wasn't the same after just feeling Edward against me. Edward must have noticed what I was doing, as a hand suddenly appeared on my knee, stopping my movement.
My eyes shot up to him, but his eyes were trained on the road with a smirk.
"Are you okay?"
"Fine." I almost whimpered.
His hand then gradually moved downwards, along my bare leg, and up my dress. His finger tips were soft against my skin, and warm, making the heat grow even more. I was getting impatient now. I crossed my arms as his hand stopped moving.
He was teasing me.
Fine, if that's the way you want it.
I leaned over towards him, and placed my hand very deliberately, on his thigh, a centimetre away from his prominent bulge in his trousers. He gasped. I grinned. I put my lips against his ear as I squeezed my fingers.
"You. Are..." I ran my fingers against him, making him release a low groan, "Cruel." And with that I sat back in my chair, removed my hand completely.
He turned to face me with a shocked face. It wasn't often I had the confidence to tease back, but when I did, boy did it turn him on. He cleared his throat.
I smirked, looking out of the windscreen, seeing that we were almost back at the flat. He pulled in and parked, wordlessly, getting out. I opened my door and stepped out, expecting him to be waiting by the front of the car. Instead, I was picked up by my waist and hoisted over his shoulder, much to my surprise. I screamed, and he chuckled.
"That's what you get for teasing me." He laughed.
"Put me down!"
Our apartment was in a small block, beside the river and the park, and I loved it. You could look out of the window at the green grass and trees, yet still be a second away from catching a taxi or going to the shops. It was modern, and gorgeous.
Our apartment was on the third floor, out of 4, with a large lounge and dining room, kitchen, two bedrooms and a bathroom. It was perfect. Also, Esme had decorated it as a Christmas present, the year we had moved in, so it was done to suit me and Edward perfectly.
As we reached the door, he pulled me down, and I was about to have a go at him for yanking me like that, when his mouth crashed down on mine, and I suddenly remembered what we were doing. I groaned loudly as he pushed up against me, renewing the ache and heat between my legs. He grabbed me around the waist and lifted me, so I could wrap my legs around his.
He managed to open the door, and we stumbled through the lounge and down the hall, to our bedroom. He leaned over the bed, and lay me down in the middle. He gazed down at me, hovering over my body.
"You're so beautiful. You know that don't you?" He whispered, pushing back a strand of my hair.
"You tell me every day, I should know by now." I whispered back, leaning up to kiss his cheek.
"You love me." He grinned down at me.
"Yeah, but you love me, too." I smirked back. I loved that we still said this after years and years. It was our special thing. I pulled him down to me, by his collar, and kissed him.
He met my lips with similar enthusiasm, making me moan. Our tongues twisted and our hands groped, trying to get to each other fast enough. His hands found the bottom of my dress, and he lifted it up and off of me. I was left with my bra and knickers on, as I lay panting, from the kiss. I reached up and unbuttoned the first few buttons of his shirt, until I could lift it over his head. I never got used to seeing his body. His smooth and toned chest was perfect and I immediately ran my hands over his strong muscles. My knickers were gone soon after. He brought my bottom lip between his, nipping it with his teeth. He knew exactly what that did to me. My body felt like it had ignited, and pulled him closer frantically. His hard length pressed against me, and I groaned, loudly.
"Off." I let out a strangled order as I tugged on his belt loops. He reached down and undid his trousers. I pushed them down with his boxers, with my feet, and he kicked them off fully as I wrapped my legs back around his waist. His hips met mine for the first time tonight, with nothing inbetween. This made us both pull closer as we rested our foreheads together.
He slipped his hands behind my back, and tugged off my bra, leaving us both fully exposed. His lips touched above my breast, worshipping me. I ground my hips against his, need the friction so badly.
"Please, Edward."
He looked into my eyes, lovingly.
"I love you so much, Isabella Swan." He spoke, huskily.
And with that, he slid smoothly into me.
I sighed heavily, feeling him all around me. His hands touching me, his lips at my neck, connected to him in an un-human way. I felt his love as he moved gently out and back into me. I felt everything, making me groan into his neck. He pulled his face back and his eyes met mine, with all the passion and love being shared between us. Our foreheads held together, and I let out a shaking breath, feeling emotional. This amazing man was mine, forever, he wanted me. Our love was so strong and an undeniable force that spurred along continuously. Our lives were one, and I knew that everything in me was part of him, we were whole and intense and incredible. It's something unreal, but real to us. Oh my god, I love him so much.
Our lips met softly as we continued to rock. It may not have been forceful or rough, but it was passionate and low building. One of the times when you know it's earth-shattering and unbelievable.
His eyes closed, feeling everything. I watched him, taking it all in. I groaned as he grinded into me once again, deeper this time. I flung my head back, and squeezed my inside muscles, making him groan into my neck.
"Fuck, Bella." He whispered. "Don't... or... unngh.. I won't last long.." he pushed into me harder, grinding my clit between us, making me shout out.
I could feel the coil building in the pit of my stomach, knowing I wouldn't last much longer. I knew he was holding off for me, and I didn't want that. Suddenly, his hand snaked down between our bodies, and started to rub hard on me, making it build up even quicker.
"So..close.." I whimpered, grabbing at his back and shoulders. I was on the edge, almost over, and I wanted him with me. "Let go, Edward." I whimpered.
He was determined to be gentlemen. Then I had an idea. I pulled him close, and moaned into his ear:
"I am so looking forward to being Mrs Cullen."
He groaned loudly and shoved harder than ever into me, spurring me over the edge and into ecstasy.
"Edwaaarddd." I screamed, my body writhing underneath him, and he released into me. I had never felt a stronger orgasm, as I was feeling right now. My whole body was convulsing and felt like fire, as the pleasure rolled through me.
He groaned loudly into my neck.
"Fuuuck."
He kept on pushing into me, riding out the waves with me. I tightened my legs and held him as close as I could, feeling everything.
We came back down to earth, eventually. Worn out, we lay tiredly on the bed, regaining our breath. He rolled over, pulling me with him, so he was on his back, with me laying on his chest.
"I love you, too." I whispered, kissing the skin next to my mouth. He reached down and kissed the top of my head, squeezing me tight.
"Sleep well, my fiancé."
And with that, I drifted off into the most peaceful and awesome sleep ever.
x – x – x – x – x – x
I felt cosy and warm when I drifted into consciousness the next morning.
We were lying on our sides, my back to him, spooning. I snuggled back further into his body, as his arm tightened around my waist; His other arm was being my pillow.
"Morning, beautiful." He smiled down at me. A grin spread across my face, because I, Bella Swan, got to wake up to this every single day of my life.
"Hey," I grinned.
We lay in bed for a while, snuggled up and enjoying the Saturday off. We ended up in the lounge, with me writing and Edward plucking away on his guitar, contently. It seemed I had some new inspiration to continue with my book, and when I had these moments, I was out of reality for hours. Edward kept me hydrated with mugs of tea and fed with lunch. I felt bad that I was working today, but Edward insisted, saying I should do it because he wanted to fiddle on the guitar.
The phone rang around 4 ish, much to our surprise. We'd been in a Edward-Bella bubble for the last 18 hours.
"Hello," Edward answered. "Yes, that's me... oh... just for enjoyment..." He'd looked confused, but now he looked in shock. "Excuse me?... but... are you sure?..." Now he was grinning. "Okay... I'll see you then...thank you, thank you very much."
"Edward? Who was that?"
He sank down into the chair beside me, looking a bit dazed.
"Oh my god..."
A/N : Thank you for reading :) I'm really nervous about this! Please let me know what you think.
SagaLover
xxx