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The short drive to Bella's house seemed unbelievably long from start to finish. I decided to park a little further down her road. If her father came home early, I don't think it would make him happy if he saw a car parked in the driveway.
I had only seen Bella's house in the dark but now I could see just how old it really looked. It was one of those houses that kids make up scary stories about. Kids would say a house is haunted and if you enter it a lonely old woman will possess you for eternity.
I would probably be afraid of the house myself if I didn't know Bella was waiting inside.
I knocked on the door, wondering what today would be like. I was seriously nervous, to say the least, that Bella would reject me. I knew that it would probably be for the best if her and I didn't go out. It would save both of us the heartache. Though, that wasn't going to stop me. I would go through hell just to be with Bella. But more than nervous, I was excited. Being with Bella is always fun, more so than with Emmett or Jasper. Bella just gets me in ways Jasper or Emmett will never understand.
The door creaked open and the face of an angel greeted me. Bella's hair was pulled back in a ponytail, giving me a nice view of her neck, which I was already imagining myself kissing.
"Hi." Bella smiled shyly at me and I couldn't help but grin back.
"Hello." She stepped away from the door, allowing me to come inside.
The house was filled with fish mantels and pictures of Bella and other family members. It also smelled like bacon and eggs, causing my stomach to growl. I didn't even realize how hungry I was. Bella laughed at my growling stomach.
"I made breakfast. Would you like some?" Before I even answered she was at the stove, preparing her and myself a plate of food.
We ate in silence and it wasn't awkward to me. However, Bella shifted in what seemed to be an uncomfortable manner ever few minutes.
I was surprised when she spoke up.
"Edward?" Her voice was barley over a whisper. I cleared my throat before answering.
"Yes?" I couldn't even tell if I actually answered back or if that was just in my head because I was staring into her eyes, and that was enough to make my head crazy.
"Do you want to hang out in my room?" My heart raced in my chest at the thought. I knew we wouldn't do much but the thought of being in my, hopefully, soon-to-be girlfriend's room was making my heart pound.
"Um... Yeah, that would be cool." After tidying up the kitchen she led me up to her room. I had only been in Alice's room before and that hardly caused this reaction out of me.
When we stepped into the room at the end of the hall, her room didn't surprise me. It was neat and smelled just like her; it didn't have bright colors or posters of boy bands on the walls. It did, however, had a shelf full of books and CD cases. Her bed was twin sized with an uncomfortable-looking brown blanket on top. In the corner was a rocking chair that looked like it would break under the slightest bit of weight. To the left was the oldest computer I have ever seen. I noticed the monitor had a crack placed right in the middle.
Her eyes fallowed my gaze to the computer then back at me.
"My dad broke it. On accident, of course. He would never purposely break something." She sounded like she was reassuring herself more than me.
I gave her a smile once my eyes found hers; it wasn't until then that I noticed soft classical music in the background.
"You like Beethoven as well?" She only nodded.
"Are you nervous?" I asked after several minutes of awkward silence. She let out a breath slowly before sitting down on her bed; I did the same.
"Kind of," she admitted quietly. I scooted slightly closer to her.
"Of what?"
"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed with things in the end." She looked like she wanted to add more.
"End of what?" She wasn't making much sense. What would disappoint me?
"End of today… end of high school… end of your life." I noticed how her hand was getting close to mine. Would it be okay if I held her hand? I decided it would be.
"Why would I be disappointed then?" I stroked her soft ivory skin with my thumb. Her hand fit perfectly in mine. What else of our bodies fit perfectly together? I blushed at the thought; she didn't notice. Or if she did, she didn't say anything.
"You're very smart, Edward," she began, but I didn't let her finish.
"So are you," I pointed out. She sideways glanced at me for a moment, and then looked forward again.
"Maybe. But, once high school is over I'm staying in Forks, Edward. You... you'll be in some Ivy League school studying whatever it is you want to study."
"Medicine," I told her. She laughed loudly at that.
"That's exactly my point. I know you like me, Edward." She faced me once again.
"I do."
"And I know you want me to be your girlfriend."
I nodded slowly.
"And that can't happen. I won't let it." She sounded so sure that it would never happen that it made me want to cry, yell, and kiss her all at the same time.
"Why?" It came out at a whisper but she heard it.
"Because, Edward, if we went out and lasted until graduation you would be ready to take off to some other town, or even some other state and I would be ready to stay here. Forever. This is where I belong, Edward. I don't want to get attached to something that will just be taken away from me in the end." Her hand found my cheek and I automatically leaned into her warmth and comfort.
"I'll stay here, too, then." And I would. Just to be with Bella. Of course I wanted to be a doctor and save lives somewhere far from Forks, Washington. But, more than anything, I wanted to be with Bella.
"No. No way! I would never want to be the girl who held back somebody who could have gone so far." Her hand dropped from my face and I immediately missed the comfort. "I won't let you become a could've been, Edward."
"You're breaking up with me before I even get the chance to ask you out." I somehow managed to see the humor in that and gave a small chuckle. "Bella, can we just forget about what will happen in the future and just focus on now? Because, I know now I want you to be my girlfriend. Who knows what will happen in seven or eight months?"
She bit her lip in the most endearing way possible. "Okay," she whispered.
"Does that mean you'll be my girlfriend?" I leaned in slightly; I could see the corner of her lips turn up slightly.
"If you agree to some of my Terms and Conditions." I was glad her voice had a playful hint to it.
"I'll agree to anything as long as you say yes." I scooted until or knees and thighs were flush up against each other.
"Okay, 1) you can't tell anyone we're dating. Not even your closest friends. If anyone finds out I'm dead and I don't know how literal that phrase is in the situation. 2) No public display of affection for the same reason and 3)..." She paused for a second before continuing. "You have to realize that you can't help me, Edward. Just being there is all the help I need from you."
These rules really pissed me off. I wasn't mad at her, of course, but I was mad at the fact we had to obey these rules or else we would never see each other. However, just knowing that Bella is my girlfriend is enough.
"I agree," I whispered just before our lips touched. I somehow forgot just how magical it felt when our lips were moving together. What made it more magical was the fact that we were kissing on her bed.
"What's your middle name?" I asked breathlessly when we pulled apart.
"Marie...Why?" I pulled her off the bed and onto her feet, and when her feet were securely on the ground I answered her question. "Because I want to ask you the right way." I knelt onto one knee and took one of her hands into both of mine.
"Isabella Marie Swan, will you give me the honor of becoming my girlfriend?" Her cheeks radiated pink, causing my smile to break out to a full grin.
As soon as her head made the slightest nod my lips were on hers once more. How did I go seventeen years without this feeling? It was worth the wait; that was a given.
The rest of the day was filled with kisses and soft touches. I knew now that there was no way out of this relationship, and I liked it that way.
But all that mattered is that today I, Edward Cullen, walked away with the most impeccable, gorgeous, amazinggirlfriend.
All I can do is pray that that will never change.
I beggining to think that not many people enjoy reading my story, I will only know if you review.
So maybe I shouldn't continue? I'll be judging by the amount of reviews.