I was waiting for Bella to come out of the shower, so we could go to our Physics class. We missed our other periods. Bella wanted to stay, but we missed enough days. Mr. Banner is quite—no, really irritated with us. He thinks we're…doing unspeakable things. How could he assume that? It's quite apparent that Bella's very innocent.
I heard the bathroom door open to show my angel, looking as beautiful as always. Bella's hair was dried, and she was wearing...something that she never wears!
My eyes almost popped out of their sockets. She was wearing a black tank top with a V neck that showed little cleavage. She wore denim shorts and there was a jacket wrapped around her waist. It was a white jacket, but I couldn't really see the designs. I sighed with relief. At least there's something that can cover her body from perverted boys. Boys in this generation are just vile—like Mike Newton. I grimaced.
"Do I look that bad?" my beautiful girlfriend asked. "I told Alice that I wouldn't look good in these clothes!"
I shook my head. "No, no, no! You look fine! I was just thinking of something…," I assured her. "You look very, very, very beautiful."
She blushed and muttered, "Thanks." She walked over to the vanity mirror, grabbed a ponytail, and tied her hair in a cute bun. Oh, great. That's going to show a part of her back. My arms itched for her soft body in my arms. Control yourself, Edward!
What a ridiculous torture…
I groaned and ran towards Bella. She quickly became startled.
"What's wrong?" she asked concerned. Her perfect eyebrows furrowed.
"Bella," I groaned. "I need to hug you!"
She smiled apologetically at me. How many times has she done that? "You're not the only one suffering, Edward," she said. "I want to hug you, too, you know."
"Then forget this childish torture, so we can…be like normal couples! I need to…kiss you." I blushed.
"Give in then," she said.
"What do you mean, love?"
"You know, cave in first. Kiss me right now," she said. Her chocolate, brown eyes were twinkling with mischief.
"You guys made a bet on who will give in first?" I asked. "Did you bet on me?"
"…No," she said nervously.
"You know that you're a terrible liar, love," I reminded her.
She sighed, "Yes… Sorry…"
I chuckled. "It's okay, Bella. Let me guess—Alice and Rosalie betted on their beaus, also?"
"Ding, ding, ding, you guessed right!" she exclaimed.
"What's the prize for the bet?"
"No Bella Barbie torture for two whole months, which is obviously for me. For Alice, Bella Barbie torture"—she gulped—"forever. And as for Rosalie, help in Bella Barbie torture," she scowled.
Should I give in? I mean, I could kiss Bella right now. But then Alice makes Bella very beautiful—not that she isn't it's just that she makes her…more beautiful than she is now. As if that could ever happen…
So I chose—
"I don't want to give in," I smirked. "I like it when Alice dresses you up."
She gasped. "You're supposed to be on my side! You actually like it when Alice tortures me?! Do you see the pure horror on my face when she announces Bella Barbie time?!"
"Sorry, love. When Alice dresses you up, you look even more stunning. It makes me want to kiss you right now. Speaking of Bella Barbie, did Alice pick that for you?"
"Yes…" She pouted. Ugh. That pouting is going to drive me insane!
"You know," I said, changing the subject, "there's a dance coming up."
"Wow," she said dully. She always did hate dances.
"And I was thinking of going." Just to see you in remarkable attire, I added mentally.
"Who with?" I could tell she was jealous.
"Oh, I don't know. Someone with beautiful, long, wavy, mahogany hair, ruby, soft lips, beautiful, chocolate, brown orbs, nice figure, and…an adorable blush," I said playfully.
"It's me, right?" she asked.
"She's an amazing kisser," I teased.
"It's me," she sighed.
I fake gasped. "How did you know?"
"You wouldn't know if that 'person'"—she made air quotes around that word—"had soft lips, unless you kissed her. You only kissed me—or did you kiss somebody else?" she asked suspiciously.
"I did no such thing!" I yelled appalled. I would never do that!
She giggled. "Just kidding, Edward!"
Then I had an idea.
We were only about a foot apart. I took a couple of steps towards her.
"What would happen if you gave in?" I asked. I took another step.
"Um," was what she said. "I—I—I d-don't know—know." Her voice was trembling. I bent down and put my face in front of hers. We were only inches apart now; I could feel her sweet breath on my face.
"Would that affect the bet?" I asked almost against her lips. God, I needed to kiss her!
"That would m-make Alice a-and Rosalie win h-hands down," she stammered, blushing hardcore.
"I may be no lawyer, love," I whispered, moving my face so that my lips were at her ear. "But I see a loophole in this bet. It's a great thing for me, but not for you, though."
"Wha—what?" she asked. She was breathing hard now.
"That if you give in now, Alice would torture you forever, which is good for me since I get to see you in wonderful attire, looking even more beautiful than ever. And I get to kiss you now…forever, also."
"I w-won't—" she was about to say, but then she turned my face towards her and kissed me hard.
I pulled her closer to me, and deepened the kiss. She moaned and tangled her fingers in my hair. Oh, how I love this… She opened her mouth letting me in. Man… She is the greatest kisser ever, the best girlfriend; the best person in the whole entire—
Suddenly, we were falling. Luckily, the floor of their dorm was carpet. Bella stopped kissing me, and started to blush again. Her eyes widened in horror.
"I am so sorry, Edward!" she said. "I didn't know I was walking, till my clumsy feet made us fall."
I chuckled. "It's not your fault you're clumsy and strong."
Her blush became more pronounced. I suddenly realized that Bella was on top of me. Her hands were resting on my chest and she felt…soft—way better than a pillow.
"I think I should get up," Bella muttered, but I wrapped my arms around her tightly, so she won't move. She became startled. "Edward, what are you—?"
"Shh," I interrupted her. "Don't ruin the moment."
"Edward, this is a very bizarre position." She bit her lip, nervously. "If somebody walks in, they'll think we're doing something obscene. It'll be embarrassing if Emmett or Alice comes in here too."
I grinned at her. "Some people have inappropriate minds, love. Emmett and Alice just aren't normal people…" I shook my head.
"So you're telling me that Alice and Emmett are…perverted?"
"No, Emmett perhaps, but no; it's just a teenage thing. If you're talking perverted, I can tell you one particular boy…" I grimaced.
"Mike Newton," we said in unison, and then laughed. Her laugh was…magical. This woman…
"Bella…," I whispered, suddenly feeling serious.
Bella caught that. "Yes, Edward? What's wrong?"
"I love you." And it was very, very true…
She smiled lovingly at me. "I love you, too, Edward…"
"Would you do me a favor, please?" I gallantly asked.
"Anything," she whispered.
"Mademoiselle, would you like to escort me to the dance?" I looked in her beautiful, brown eyes.
She kissed me softly, and then answered, "Yes, I would, kind sir."
"Can't wait for Bella Barbie!" I said happily, purposely ruining the moment.
She groaned. "Killer-ruiner moment…," she muttered.
Ah, Bella and her creative words…
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Ugh! This chapter was so short! It infuriates me! I try so hard to make the chapters interesting and long since you guys review all the time, but I'm just so stupid!
I shouldn't be venting at you guys…
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