A/N: Since it's my first story, bear with me. I may take a while uploading each chapter, but patience is a virtue as my dad taught me. Thought I would let you know, the next chapter will be back to the future, but in EPOV [Edwards point of view].

Shout out to my beta Musings of a Shaken Mind. Love her as she helps me out :)

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BPOV -twelve hours earlier.

I awoke, the sunlight beaming through the crack in my bright blue curtains. They matched my bed covers, which were a lighter shade than the blue of the walls. It all tied in nicely with the white-stained furniture. Alice and Esme, of course.

As I my thoughts continued with their ramblings, I felt the cold arms wrapped around me tighten. He knew I was awake, of course. I turned myself over onto my other side and pressed myself closer to him. I looked up, automatically paralyzed when my gaze met his. It took me a moment before my heart rate returned to average. Taking a deep breath, I suddenly realised that I probably looked a state. As I always did in the mornings.

"Can I have a human minute?" I whispered, knowing that he would have no trouble catching it, with his inhuman hearing.

I knew he would not deny me. "Of course. Take your time, love," he replied in his unbelievable voice. He smiled at me, before releasing me gently.

I went over to my wardrobe and pulled open the doors. My jaw dropped the second that I looked in. My clothes had disappeared! All of my old comfy jeans, sweats and shirts had disappeared… and all that remained were stupid designer brands. I scowled. This had to be the work of that pesky pixie.

I glanced at Edward, who just shook his head at me, as resigned as I was. He obviously didn't understand her motives any more than I did. Turning back to my wardrobe, I pulled out a green towel, a pair of old sweats, white tank top and a baggy yellow hoodie. At least Alice had left me some sort of comfortable clothing. I walked slowly to the bathroom, knowing that he'd be there when I was finished.

I took my time in the shower, allowing the hot, steamy water pour down my body, the aroma of my favourite strawberry shampoo filling the room. I got out of the shower and dried myself. Pulling on my clothes, I towel-dried my hair as I walked back to my room. I stepped inside, pulling the door closed behind me, and turned to see Edward's perfect face just inches away from me. His beauty was, as always, momentarily stunning. The scent of his breath was shockingly lovely. I couldn't help myself any longer. Pulling his body to mine, I pressed my lips feverishly to his. I could feel him tense beneath my hands on his chest, but he relaxed in a moment and responded. I locked my fingers in his hair, holding his face to mine. He let me breathe for a moment, his cold lips moving to the skin of my neck. He laid a row of gentle kisses, moving up to my jaw line, before meeting my lips again. His hand slid down my back to my waist, leaving a trail of fire. It slid down to my knee, before wrapping his hand around the underside of it and hiking it up around his hip. This was not his normal behaviour. I took the opportunity and pushed myself closer to him, moving my lips with his. My hand rubbed up and down his back, attempting to hold him there, but it didn't last long. Before I knew it, he was pulling away, allowing my leg to drop from his hip. He took a step back and took a deep breath. I, too, started to breathe again.

'Sorry' I muttered.

'It's okay. It was my fault. I shouldn't have been so encouraging.' He lifted his head, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose, and stared straight at me. I saw the corner of his mouth lift, not quite reaching his eyes. I just looked at him, smiling back, my heart racing. I sighed and raised and eyebrow at me.

'Why do you do that? I questioned him.

'Do what?'

'Dazzle me.'

He looked at me as if he had no idea what I was talking about.

'Dazzle you? I don't know what you mean.'

'Stop it! Yes you do.' He just smiled at me. 'Stop it!'

He turned away from me, staring at the tank top that was on the floor. I couldn't remember when that came off. My eyes caught his and I could feel my cheeks turning scarlet as I looked down to see myself standing in my black sweats and my brand new green lacy bra Alice had bought me. I walked over and intended on picking the top up but he beat me to it. He picked the top up and pulled it over my head, his hands tracing my body as he pulled the top down to my waist. The feel of his cold skin on mine was beyond anything I had ever felt before. I would definitely not get used to that. His arms wrapped around me and I let my head rest against his chest, inhaling that beautiful scent. I turned to look up at him and wrapped my arms around his neck, my hands entwined. I kept my head close to his chest and pulled him closer to me.

'I love you Edward Cullen' I murmured.

He stiffened. That was the first time I have ever said it aloud. He relaxed after a moment, smiling to himself. He leaned in and kissed the top of my head, sending a shiver down my spine.

'I love you too Isabella Marie Swan'.

The smile on my face was massive, the corners reaching up to heaven. I blushed.

'I already knew that you did though. You said it while you talked in your sleep last night, but I was still good to hear you say it when you were conscious.' He smiled to himself once more before letting me go so he could look at me. I just stood there frozen to the spot. I blushed, going a deeper red than I already was. What else had I said in my sleep last night? I tried to remember back to my dream last night, but nothing stood out. Hopefully it wasn't that bad.

'What else did I say?' I asked him, curious to know what he had actually heard.

'Nothing of importance. Just you said my name a couple of times before you went back to being silence.' He smiled at that. 'But, you were also saying his name as well' I heard him hiss at that, making me feel guilty. He didn't smile, but was concentrating on keeping his breathing steady.

'At least your name will always be the last thing I say before I sleep.' I smiled, satisfied with my comeback. He didn't seem pleased though. My arms dropped from around his neck and were crossed over my chest at the same time as my lower lip began to tremble. I made my eyes go all 'puppy-eyed' and sulked. I knew he couldn't resist that, and soon afterwards, he was standing there laughing at me.