Hi, everyone! So last chapter I was a little upset at the reviews I got. Then, in the middle of the night I realized that I had deleted some chapters, so that unable some of you to review the other one! Sorry guys! Also, sorry for keeping you soo long...I had to find a way to write the chapter correctly. After many nights, and finally talking to my bff, I got it!

I do not own Twilight, I am far too normal (or weird, depends of how you look at it...) to own it.

''Bella?'' Edward's gentle voice broke through the peaceful silence of sleep.

''Ummm?''

''Bella, it's still your turn; would you rather be my girlfriend again after all these years, or have this blizzard that brought us all together be a dream in which you will wake up and everything would go back to normal?"

Bella Swan

I stared at him; my brain seemed utterly unable to formulate a coherent thought at the moment. So, I just stared at him, my mouth opening and closing trying to find the words that would express exactly how I felt...or at least my voice.

I was absolute that with my mouth opening and closing, I closely resembled a fish, but my voice seemed to be lost in the sea of emotions that were raging inside me. If only I could voice those said feelings instead of making a complete fool of myself, but tried as I might I could not find my voice.

Edward's eyes held more meaning than ever. His eyes held no hint of humor, and for that I was grateful. As I stared at him, still trying to find the perfect words, but failing, I could see a new emotion start to play in Edward's eyes. He was nervous, that much was easy to see in those green beautiful eyes. As, I watched that emotion in his eyes, I willed myself to speak...to find the words that would reassure him of my feeling for him.

As anxiety began to arise in his eyes, I lastly found my voice. ''You are serious, right?'' I queried. Even though I could see it in his eyes, I had to make sure that what I was seeing was correct.

''Completely, Bella,'' he started. ''I understand that it has been long since we dated in Junior High, about four years, maybe too long, but you have to at least try to understand! Back then, when we both agreed that there could only be friendship between us, I never fully agreed to that decision. When you asked me to tell you what I thought about it, I told you I agreed...but only because you were so sure that was the way it was meant to be, Bella.

''You have no idea, though just how much I regretted that moment over the last four years. I wish I could go back in time and answer differently, Bella. I truly and honestly do. I was stupid...no mentally retarded for the answer I gave you four years ago. Honest.'' He looked at me with many emotions burning in his eyes.

And I believed him, there was no amount of doubt about his words I could make. I knew he was being completely honest with me, he was not kidding around. To be honest, Edward was never the gentleman to joke about the anyway. He was everything any girl could ever wish for; funny, a true gentleman, sweet, romantic, understanding...almost too much. Almost.

So, I stared back. We were both lying down, staring at one another, and I reached up and placed my hand, that was not connected to his hand, on his cheek. I smiled at him, and he quickly smiled back, waiting for me to speak. ''I cannot believe this is occurring,'' I shook my head and closed my eyes in disbelief. ''To be honest, more than once, I wanted this to happen, to tell you so many things I never got to tell you back then, but...wow.''

He chuckled and pulled me to his chest, hugging me closely against him. I placed my head against his chest, while I felt him burying his head in my hair.

We stayed like that for a couple of minutes, until his velvet voice broke the silence once again. ''Tell me something.''

I looked at him, wondering what it was that he wanted to ask. ''Yeah?''

He, once again, stared into my eyes as he ruffled my long hair and spoke quietly, as to not wake up the whole student body I assumed. ''When Tanya confronted both of us over your journal...''

I held up my hand to stop him before he could go any further. I shook my head while I spoke. ''You got it wrong, Edward. I will admit that I have a journal, but that journal that Tanya had in possession was not mine. It was one...that Alice and Rosalie-''

''So wait. You were not lying when you told that to Tanya? So that means that you never felt that way?'' he asked, relieved for some reason.

''Yeah, I was not lying. I have one, but it was not the one that Tanya had,'' I explained. Edward nodded and I realized that he must have thought that was the journal that was mine; that I felt those feeling towards him.

That idea made me want to laugh, but before I could voice it out loud, he spoke before me. ''Wait, you have one then? The real one?'' he asked grasping the meaning of my previous words.

I nodded once again. ''Yeah, I do.''

''If you don't mind me asking, and if I am not invading your privacy, may I ask what you write in it?'' he asked, proving to me the gentleman I knew he was.

''I do not mind, of course not! The journal just has...some things about...things...It's like a diary, except I only write certain things in it,'' I tried to explain, but being careful about not giving too much away of what was written in those pages in my messy handwriting. I would most probably give Edward the opportunity to read those pages, if he wanted to of course, but not yet. This was a new start, and was different from what I was used to, to be honest.

Many might say that I was being melodramatic; but I did not believe I was. The reasons behind my sudden decision were simple. I had spent hours and hours of my life writing in those white pages of that notebook. Edward was the main and only subject in the words I had written. I had to make certain that Edward would not dart away because I had been such a teenager; I had just written my feelings.

Truth be told, I was really scared that he did not feel the same way as I did, and when he noticed my obsession-for the lack of a better word- for him...he would probably run and hide in Antarctica.

He smiled at me. ''Bella, I won't force any information out of you, I swear I was just curious.''

I rolled my eyes at his ability of reading me so easily. ''I know, I know. Don't worry about it,'' I smiled at him again.

I just couldn't stop smiling at him. This was so unreal, in a way; it was true I had wanted this moment to happen for years, though I always lied to myself about it. I had utterly convinced myself that it was better if we were just friends as how it was decided a few years ago, but I was not positive I believed myself even then...when I told him it would be better to just be friends.

I shook my head, clearing the unwanted thoughts. ''I'm glad you feel the same way as I do. I would not lie to you, I was feeling pretty scared when I asked you that question,'' he admitted shaking his head like he was admitting a bog weakness.

I frowned. ''I loved the way you asked though...even though my voice went missing at the surprise that your words brought me.''

He laughed quietly, and I remembered that we were not in our own little bubble alone; we were in a crowded room with sleeping bodies all around us. ''Your expression was funny at the start, until I began to wonder if you were reacting that way because you were trying to find a way to say no.''

I rolled my eyes at him. ''Like that could ever happen.''

He shrugged, but his green eyes were bright with joy. ''So, I need to tell your brother that I'm your new boyfriend, huh?'' he asked worriedly while I nodded.

I could see that he was scared of Emmett's overprotect-ish behavior. Even though Emmett and Edward had been close buddies since they pretty much met. I remember Emmett telling me the story.

It was the first day of school, and as Emmett entered the new school, he seemed to get along easily with everybody but of course...he was Emmett, always playful. First grade Emmett was no exception. Then, he spotted two boys sitting at a table together; they both seemed to be talking quietly about something, so Emmett curiously had gone over to their table...only to realize that both boys, Edward and Jasper, were wearing Power Rangers shirts.

And there formed a new friendship, a strong one as well.

The story always had made me smile, imagining three young boys talking about the Power Rangers, which had been Emmett obsession when we were young. Now, Jasper preferred history, Emmett loved football or baseball, and Edward was to Shakespeare and literature.

''Yep, you need to tell Emmett, but thou shall no worry for Emmett has always been close friends with you...are you sure it's not a bromance?'' I joked wanting to hear his laugh and succeeding while he frowned in disgust.

''Oh come on Bella!'' he frowned but I could see he was trying not to laugh again.

It was quiet for a little bit and I got lost in his deep green eyes. I didn't realize we both had leaned towards each other until his soft lips were against mine. Unlike when I was younger, my hand went to his head while he kept both of his hands, including mine, wrapped around me.

The kiss was amazing, just like I knew it would be. Even though when we were younger, the kisses were short but extremely sweet. This kiss was...there were no words. His lips against mine where all I could think about.

When we both needed air, we pulled apart, but rested our foreheads together. After a while of just sitting like that, he laid us both down and we talked.

Talked about everything, but nothing at the same time. We talked about each other, and funny moments or funny stuff. He admitted after my pleas that the day when I was gone last week, he had told our friends about his feelings for me, and I smiled at him.

And that was that, we both smiled and laughed. We realized we may have laughed a bit too loudly when a pillow was thrown at us, but that just made us laugh harder, but quieter. Then, Mike Newton stood up as the owner of the pillow that was thrown and glared at Edward before making his way back.

After that, Edward decided it was time to go to sleep and when I looked at Edward's watch I was surprised at how rapidly time had passed. It was almost five o'clock in the morning and we had yet to get a blink of sleep. Edward and I said goodnight and he gave me a sweet goodnight kiss.

Following that Edward wrapped both of his hands around me and pulled me to his chest. I closed my eyes waiting for sleep to find me thinking how comfortable and warm I felt...and not only on the outside.

''Good night, angel. Sweet dreams.'' I beamed at Edward's velvet voice while pictures of a abysmal, warm, familiar, trusting forest green filled my sweet dreams.

OME! They are together! Some of you actually thought Bella was dreaming when Edward asked that! I'm not that evil! I think...anyways, please review! I can't use my computer 'cause I lost my charger so I have to use my Dad's...yeah my sis is mad! Anyways if I don't respond quickly, not my fault!

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