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Chapter Seventeen: Good Enough

It was silent for a few long moments that felt like hours to me. The moment had been right. I had felt that. But as the seconds wore on, I began to wonder if I should have just kept it to myself. I should have known he wouldn't return my feelings.

I didn't look up after I made my confession. I was too afraid of what I would see written on his face. So I kept my eyes locked on the keys that he had just entranced me with, waiting for him to say something.

But as seconds turned to minutes, my patience dwindled. I finally made myself speak.

"I don't expect you to say it back of anything so don't feel pressured. I just…I've wanted to tell you for a while and after that song…it sounded like it was written for me." I realized I had put my foot in my mouth again. "I mean…it just sounded like…I don't know…how I've felt before. And I just figured that well…" I as rambling now, and no matter how much I wanted to, I couldn't stop myself. It was better than the awkward silence. "I understand that you don't feel the same way so don't feel bad or anything. I figured you wouldn't so I wasn't going to tell you originally. This just felt like the right time and-"

I was finally put out of my misery by Edward's finger coaxing my chin up and then by his lips crashing down on mine. My cheeks were bright red by this point due to embarrassment, but with Edward kissing me, I forgot what I was embarrassed about in the first place.

After a few minutes, he finally pulled back, but he kept my face between his hands.

"You are the most absurd person I've ever met. You know that right?" He said with an amused smile on his face.

"I'm glad I amuse you." I said as I looked back down. I was still too embarrassed to look into his eyes.

He laughed. "Yes you do amuse me, Bella. First of all, that song was written for you and about you. You were the inspiration behind every note, behind every chord. That's the way you would sound if you were a melody."

I smiled and blushed at him as he spoke, feeling slightly relieved that I hadn't made a complete fool of myself. But I waited for him to address the bigger issue here. The issue of him not being in love with me.

His face got very serious as he looked me over. "But I'm kind of mad at you." He said as he stroked his hands down my face, letting them travel down the sides of my neck and then down my arms where he landed on my hands, which he held.

"Why?" I asked, confused.

"Why would you think I didn't return your feelings?" He demanded, but he didn't give me the chance to answer. "You act as though I was going to deny you. Of course I love you, you silly girl. I've loved you since the night I stayed at your house during the thunderstorm. How could I not love you?"

I couldn't help the tears that trickled from my eyes, but they were happy tears accompanied by a genuine smile.

"You do? You love me?" Anyone could hear the hope in my voice.

"Yes Bella. I love you. Why on earth is that so hard for you to believe?"

I sighed, deciding to be completely honest with him. "It doesn't make sense for you to love me. It never will." I said simply.

He looked confused and angry. "Why would you even say that? It makes perfect sense because we make perfect sense."

I bit my lip and sighed again. I wanted to be honest with him without sounding pathetic. "I don't know. I just don't think I'm good enough for you. I'm not good enough for a lot of people." I said simply.

He frowned, a look of determination on his face. "I want you to listen very close to what I'm about to say to you Isabella Swan. Your mother is a selfish and cruel person for what she did to you. She missed out on getting to know an amazing person and I hope she regrets that for the rest of her life. But I would never take you or your love for granted the way she did. Now that I know that I have your love, I will never let anyone or anything take that away from me. Your mother isn't good enough for you. Anyone who thinks that they are better than you isn't good enough for you."

I couldn't help reaching forward and grabbing his face so I could pull him to me. I kissed him with a passion I could only hope he felt and understood. HE kissed me back with the same amount of passion that I was giving him. With the same amount of love.

"But wait." I demanded pulling back. "What took you so long to reply after I said it? You almost gave me a heart attack or something."

He shrugged. "It's not every day the girl of your dreams says she loves you. I was a little surprised if I'm being honest. And I wanted to be sure I wasn't so tired that I imagined it because I'm delusional. Your little rant helped prove that I was awake and that I wasn't dreaming." He said with red cheeks. But then he smirked. "And plus, you're really cute when you get embarrassed like that."

I couldn't help but smile.

"Can you play it again?" I asked him, referring to the music that was still laid out in front of him.

"Anything for you, love." He said. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead and then turned back to play my song.

This time, instead of watching his hands fly across the keys, I watched his face as he played instead.

His eyes were closed for most of it, showing me that the music sheets he had in front of him were unnecessary. He had a soft smile on his face as he played, showing that he truly enjoyed playing this piece.

Watching him play my song again, I realized I should have watched his face when he played it the first time. Because every time he opened his eyes to peek at the music, there was no doubt that the only emotion in his eyes was love.

Hey everyone! I know this chapter was kind of short, but I felt bad leaving everyone with cliffhanger like I did haha :) But I hope you enjoy this chapter. I'll see if I can post another chapter by tonight or tomorrow morning :) REVIEWW! :)

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