Chapter 16-
Bella's point of view
A bright light shone through my eyes and I squinted my eyelids tight and buried my head into a warm, hard body that smelled of fresh masculine scents. A musical chuckle rang in my ear and pulled my dazing mind from the sleep that it yearned for.
"Shh," I mumbled to the musical voice when deeply inside, all I wanted was for it to ring once again and fulfil the yearning that my heart was begging for.
"I think it's time for you to wake up, I'm going to have to go soon," the velvety voice whispered into my ear, lightly blowing a scent of perfume, slightly dazzling me for the moment being. The voice was familiar, like I've heard it for all of my life. Like it was the voice that I couldn't live without. Who did it belong to? Did it belong to a god? The one that brought life and happiness to whomever he meets. Of course, it has to be someone of that calibre. If not, then the voice would be one of my imagination.
"Bella, it's 11 o'clock, I think you've had enough sleep to last you today," the beautiful voice called to me. Of course, there is one person that it could've belonged too, but why would he be here? Why would he be with someone like me? A boring nobody. The, last night was a dream. Of course it was a dream. A person like him wouldn't want to be with a person like me. Of course, it was all a dream.
I could feel the disappointment fill me as a tear slipped down my cheeks. An electric current of some sort raced through me as a soft, gently finger wiped the tear away.
"What's wrong Bella?" the beautiful voice asked, concern filling his voice. Oh no, now I've gone and made him sad.
"You're not real," I answered, my voice breaking in the end.
"Of course I'm real, why wouldn't I be?" the voice asked, confusion colouring his tone.
"Because guys like you aren't interested in girls like me," I whispered, burying myself in to the warm pillow filled with desiring scents.
"Bella, Bella, Bella," the voice chastised. "You are the most beautiful creature anyone could ever lay eyes on. I would be blind not to want to be with you. Don't ever think that you're not good enough for me, because I think that I'm not good enough for you. You are smart, funny, beautiful and kind. How can you ever say that about yourself?"
"Because it's true," I answered.
"Bella, open your eyes," the voice commanded and I shook my head.
"And why not?" the voice demanded.
"Because if I do, then you'll disappear," I murmured softly and I heard a soft sigh being let out.
"I won't disappear," the voice was getting frustrated.
"Promise?"
"Promise." Even thought I was slightly afraid of disappointment if what I had imagined was really a dream, I would accept it, so slowly, I opened my eyes and faced the truth, but the truth was staring straight into my eyes.
"You see, I'm right here," he smiled and I could feel tears welling up in my eyes.
"You're real," I whispered, wrapping my arms around his neck and burying my face into his chest. He let out a chuckle and held me firmly with his arms around my waist. We laid like that for awhile in silence, taking each other in with happiness, until it was rudely interrupted by the growling of my stomach.
"Stupid stomach," I mumbled as Edward let out a chuckle. I raised my head and gave him a glare, but it melted away when I saw the twinkles in his eyes. What is the emotion that was showing in his eyes? I didn't know, but it made my heart soar with happiness. My conscious mind didn't know, but my heart new.
I lifted my finger to trace the bottom of his eyes. Then down his cheek and around his jaw line to the bottom of his chin up to his lower lip.
"You're real," I whispered and he leaned in to give me a kiss but I backed away. I could see the pain in his eyes but I shook my head.
"Morning breath," I mumbled and got up, but was pulled back down.
"I don't care," he said simply and before I could protest that I cared, he pressed his lips against mine and all of my thoughts were lost.
Edward's point of view
She got up to go to the bathroom and wash up. I let out a sigh as I watched her disappear into the hallway. How did I end up this lucky? To be with such a person like her. She was everything anyone could ever want. I've never been so intrigued this much by anyone before. I knew that she was too good for me, but my selfishness wanted to make her mine. So that no one else could have her. I would be the only one. Only me. And only her.
She was making the worst come out of me, and, even if that was bad, I didn't want it to go away. My mother taught me to be a gentlemen, but when I'm around her, everything that I had learned over years are forgotten. Every part of me turns to the person that my mother taught me so well to hide. But now, I don't want to hide anymore. I don't want to hide the self of me that yearns for her touch. The part that won't be able to survive without her. The part of me that would die, if she were ever to leave.
I was truly addicted, and I was losing control of my heart, but I don't want to be cured of this addiction and I didn't want to cage my heart up.
Hello! I'm am truly sorry that it took me such a long time to update. I really do hate moving. I miss my friends a lot and now I'm kind of depressed. Notice how I said kind of. I'm sorry if this chapter is too short for your liking and not as funny as the others, but I do not feel up to that yet. Hopefully I will update soon. Well, good bye for now.