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"Bella, you look...so beautiful." Alice whispered as she slid the zipper upon my wedding dress. I was afraid that my tears were going to ruin my makeup that Alice spent so long on, so I had to dap the corners of my eyes every few seconds repeatedly, to try absorb all of the liquid. Alice wore a stunning gold dress, which matched with Rose's, and we had half an hour, until I was due. I put a hand to my stomach, and patted the flat area where my child grew. So much had happened in the past few weeks, and I couldn't believe we had got here.
Four weeks ago, Edward took me to dinner. This didn't seem to bad, as afterall he had been taking me out more often as his pregnant fiance. What I hadn't expected was him to come out with the best news I had heard since I found out I was pregnant.
Flashback.
"The doctors thought I wouldn't remember it all again. But I can speak for myself." He breathed intimately to me. "I remember...everything that happened when we first met." He paused to let me think that through in my head.
"W-what?" I stammered, and Edward went all tight lipped.
"Love, I remember falling in love with you for the first time. I remember it all. Everything, that I remember remembering." He didn't need to say anymore- I pulled his lips to mine, effectively ruining my lipstick, and when we came up for breath, he had a breath taking smile, which wasn't needed, since I already had run out of breath, with red lippy all over his face. It was pointless trying to remove it, but I tried my best. I rubbed so hard it turned red from the friction anyway, so I couldn't tell where the red lipstick ended and the soreness began.
"You remember?" I gazed up at my love. Edward Cullen nodded brightly, lighting up my whole world once again.
"I wanted to tell you, but I wanted to save it for a good time." He mumbled, and I ran my fingers through his tousled hair.
"Any time is a perfect time." I whispered against his lips.
End flashback.
And not only was me, Rose, and Esme with child, but now Alice has a bun in the oven too. However not from the guy that she expected it to be...No, I'm just kidding. Jazz is happy. About the bun in the oven. It may seem odd that all of us are pregnant at similar times, but its not really. Me and Edward are at the same stage as Alice and Jazz, having met at the same time...Rose and Em have gotten married...and Esme and Carlisle...well that may seem a bit coincidental, since Esme's fertility should be close to rock bottom right now, but things happen. It's not as if she'll give up a baby. Every few weeks, us four would line up and compare our 'bumps' in a picture. With Rose, there was a small thing, but the symptoms were hitting her on full force, and it was a lucky day when she wasn't all emotional. Just in case, we had decided to do Rose's makeup after me, to let her tears dry up before the wedding. Rose came in, eyes red.
"Bella! You look so beautiful!" Rose sobbed, and went over the hug me. "I love you guys!" She sniffled and rubbed her eyes, and ALice ordered her to wash her face, careful to not wet her done up hair. Rose hummed as she patted her face dry and pulled her dress up and pants down to use the toilet.
"Sorry ladies!" She grinned, then flushed the toilet. I smirked. She was so prego. I thought I'd be having more symptoms of pregnancy, besides the nausea sometimes and all, but I hadn't felt much. I was only a few weeks, though, still in my first trimester, so I didn't want to jinx anything. But then again, Edward has made me cut some of my hours of work, so I could rest, but I didn't cut much, and I didn't care either- I got to spend more time with my Edward that way. He'd pick me up every day. Alice spent the next few minutes on Rose, and then it was time. Rose kept her head held high as she descended the stairs of Edward's home with Emmett at her side, and then Alice linked her arm with Jazz, and then Charlie stood next to me.
"Please don't let me trip up." It would be just my luck. Even if I don't trip, I might step on my dress and rip it. Oh god. My stomach tensed and I felt the stage fright coming through. I clutched my stomach.
"Bells? You okay?" I nodded weakly and he led me down the stairs.
II would pretend that I could remember the scenery that Alice had worked her ass on. I would make up random gobbledygook about what I pretended to see. I imagined it would have looked nice. But nothing in comparison to the man at the end f the aisle, waiting for me, waiting for me to marry him. And all worry disappeared. I knew this man was the only one for me, and I pitied myself for freaking out less than a minute ago. I half tugged Charlie down the aisle and he chuckled, and handed me over to the gorgeous man that was my fiancee. Edward Cullen's eyes were bright and so, so beautiful, twinkling with intense love for me and the baby growing inside of me. It was what we both wanted. I knew that I should concentrate on the priest, but only certain words stood out to me.
"Marry...Edward...Bella...Cullen..." I blanked out most of it. And soon it was time for our vows. He began first.
"Isabella Marie Swan. Such a beautiful name, and yet it can only get more beautiful when it includes my surname." I smirked at him, tears pooling in my eyes. "When I first met you, I wasn't sure of what love was, and if it even existed. I had a belief that love was only in books, in movies. And yet...look where I am now. In those 2 weeks that I had known you in Turkey, I couldn't have felt more alive...more in love. And I felt that away from you, those feeling never left. Heck- you made me fall in love with you when I didn't know who you were because of my memory loss." I laughed quietly to myself. "I promise on my life that I will love you more and more each day, because it is possible to do so, because every single day I've known you, I felt that it has. I love you." I didn't bother to dab the trails and streaks of liquid on my face, it was pointless as they would just keep on coming. I hiccuped a sob.
"Edward Anthony Cullen. I can't wait much longer, so I'm going to shorten this so I can be your wife quicker." Chuckles filled the audience, and Edward beamed. "I love you with all my heart, and would never leave your side. When I came to Forks, I was bruised, upset and felt at my lowest. You helped me bring myself back. I was lost and you have found me. And I want for us to grow old together, with grand kids playing in the garden, sitting on the porch swing watching the life that our children have created. I can't wait for us to be parents, and show our children that love does exist, because it is right here." I placed my hand over my chest. "I love you." I whispered.
"Edward Anthony Cullen, do you take Isabella Marie Swan to be your wife?" He nodded.
"I do."
He repeated the question with me, but the names in reverse. I didn't need to think about it. I've wasted so long in thinking about it. "I do."
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." Cheers erupted as I grinned and crashed my lips to his, and he picked me up, spinning me around in delight. I grinned again, and his ego boosted that much more.
"We're married." He whispered. "I love you so much, Mrs Cullen." I blinked and smiled brightly. Mrs Cullen. I love that. We greeted my family and friends from work, casual friends, and my bestest friends of all. Em came over and gave me a gigantic hug.
"Now we're family Bells!" He yelled, and people around who saw me squished up against him laughed lightly.
"Emmett Cullen let go of me right now." He loosened his arms. "I am a very hormonal woman and you aren't helping." Rose nodded and slapped the back of his head.
"Hey! Rosie! I've probably lost millions of brain cells by now from all of that! It's even worse..." He trailed off, and Rose and me gave him a death glare.
"Go on Emmett, carry that sentence on?" Rose challenged him, and stepped forward. Emmett stepped back, and bumped into someone.
"Sorry." He mumbled, and made a dash outside. I looked at Rose and we burst out laughing.
"Being pregnant is so fun! It's a perfect excuse for beating the crap out of him" She grinned, and Edward arched his eyebrow.
"So you're not hormonal?" He wondered suspiciously. Rose nodded.
"Oh of course I am. And it is fucking annoying." She snapped, then looked up at the sky. "Sorry God. Pregnancy hormones, you know." She shrugged then turned back to me, smirking. "Congrats, you guys! Look at you both! You've joined the club! Now it's just Jake and Nessie and Alice and Jazz left!" I bent my head to find Jake and Nessie, who were chatting with Esme and Carlisle, and Jake had his arm wrapped around her waist. Did she know how much he loved her? I could see it in his eyes, the way he looked at her, the way he stood, showing he was proud to be next to her, to be in a strong relationship with her.
"Wait and see, Rose." I winked, and Edward smirked and soon we were on the dance floor, spinning around to a number. I had danced with most people who were invited guests to the wedding, and Edward was getting another dance. He hadn't told me where we were going for our honeymoon, but I wouldn't put it against him to be creative. After all, it was Edward. He kissed me sweetly on the lips, and cupped my jaw as he pulled me tighter against his chest by my waist, and we slowed our dance, just standing there relishing in the newly married status. Our love for each other doubled. Tripled. Every second. Every time my heart beat, my love for him and my baby was getting stronger and stronger. I felt like I could burst, but more emotionally than physically.
It seemd only too soon when it was me and Edward, saying goodbye to our loved ones as we made our way to the car, and we waved them off. Alice had changed me into a lovely dress, and everyone was practically in tears as they waved and yelled their goodbyes. I turned in my seat and took Edwards hand after he changed gear.
"Where are we heading?" I had given up long ago to be subtle about finding out the surprised that was our honeymoon.
"You think that would break me?" He smirked. "You'll have to wait and find out." He laughed. "Nothing can break me from this important secret. I arched my eyebrow, and let go of his hand, smacking him on his chest, and dragging my hand slowly down.
"Are you sure?" I smirked, and his eyes widened.
"Y-yes." He stammered, and I grinned wickedly, pushing down on his crotch, then putting my hands in my lap.
"Actually...never mind. I don't want our first sexual act as a married couple to be road head. " I muttered quietly, and I saw Edward gulp.
The ride was pretty close to silent, but that was silent of conversation, besides the 'I love this song!' and 'Of course! It's the best song in history!' We said that a lot as we sung and danced to the radio. There are plenty of awesome songs.
We reached the airport and Edward made me shut my eyes as we waited in the queue.
"Come on! Isn't this a bit too extreme? The pilot will tell us where we are going!" I exclaimed, and I felt arms turn me around. Oh god, was I shouting at nothing, or even a freaked out stranger?
"Honey, quieten down, you're looking like a mad woman." I heard the smirk in his voice, and I frowned.
"Well if you told me where we were going then maybe I wouldn't be so pissed off!" I snapped, and I was immediately pulled into Edward's chest.
"Love, the baby wouldn't want you to be angry with me." Just the mention of my baby sent me into my happ place, and I relaxed immediately.
"Sorry baby." I mumbled, not sure who I was talking to, the fetus or my husband? I cleared my throat. "Am I getting odd glances? Be honest."
Edward sighed. "Uhuh." I groaned against his chest, and couldn't wait for when I would get to sleep. I was exhausted. It had been a long, long day.
"I'm tired." I muttered, and I felt my closed eyes feel heavy, even though they were already shut.
"It's a sign of pregnancy. Embrace it." He hushed and I felt cross.
"Well you can talk! Here I am, throwing up my breakfast, lunch and dinner, and in a few months gonna push a fucking melon out of an orange sized hole, and you can be the one all calm and collected? Oh hell no, mister!" I pushed him away and leaned against a suitcase.
"Honey, that's not ours. " I sat up immediately, and my back leaned into Edward's chest. "I'm sorry for putting you through this." He sounded hurt, and I pouted.
"No no no, Edward. I'm sorry. Blame it on the hormones. I do love you and want this baby, it's just...you're being fucking annoying at the moment." I raised my hands in the air and Edward chuckled quietly to himself, but I could hear him.
"I'll try to make it easier for you, shall I?" I nodded happily.
"Great, thanks!" I said sarcastically, tapping my foot. "How long is this queue? I mean, I've been swearing at possible children! I should control my mouth, seeing as we'll be parents soon. I don't want my child to grow up to know that language so early in life. We must warn Emmett, and everyone else." I mumbled. I couldn't have my child having their first words to be a swear word! That won't look good at all.
The queue passed by eventually, and soon we were at the counter.
"Don't mention where we are going..." I heard him whisper. I smirked.
"You know, my hearing has gotten a lot better since I can't see anything..." Edward didn't trust me to not look, obviously the first sign of a loving husband, and gave me a blindfold to wear, which was a night eye mask.
"Enjoy your flight!" The woman brightly answered when we left.
"Any guesses?" Edward wondered, and I pouted.
"If I get it right, would you say it was where we are going?" I had an ounce of hope in me.
"Nope." Well that lasted long. He took of my blind fold so he didn't have to direct me everywhere throughout the airport.
I remained silent most of the way, and looked around some shops, buying some food for me and the baby. I didn't ever rely on the 'eating for two' excuse, as I knew it was not true. I had a craving for ice cream, and bananas, but I also couldn't have food that I once loved, such as orange juice, as now it was revolting to me. Or pineapples.
"Did you know that I know where we are going?" I asked as he read from the long list of flights throughout the world.
"Oh yeah?" He didn't believe me. I wasn't exactly bluffing.
"Yeah. I know you. And Alice. Alice would want something extreme and romantic, and somewhere where we can be with each other a lot, without crowds. And also a warm temperature." I saw a tint of panic in Edward's eyes. "So that rules out the cold, crowded areas like England and France...and you would follow her direction, and she would give you a few options and you had to pick the one that you know I'd love. I would think that you chose Turkey as that was where we had met, but I think that you would think that was too obvious, unless you were expecting that I'd doubt you, and so forth. SO if it wasn't Turkey, from this list here I think it is an option between Morocco or... Egypt." I stood proudly for a moment, but Edward shook his head.
"Do you really want to know?" I nodded. "It will ruin the suprize..." I nodded again.
"I don't like surprises, and I caught you out big time."
"We're going to Turkey, to the same hotel." He looked down to the floor. "I actually had been counting that you would keep doubting yourself on that one which would have worked, but I want to quit that game now." I walked up to him and kissed him softly.
"I can't believe I got it wrong! And I mean, when I heard some little girl mention Egypt I thought I was heading in the right direction..." I looked up at the list of flights. Ha! He was so silly. My silly husband. There were no flights to Turkey, Antalya were all tomorrow after dawn, and I knew for a fact that our flight was today/tonight. I won't call him out on it, though, as he tried his best. But nobody can beat the Bellster! I tried to hide my smugness, covering it as being smug for breaking Edward, as he took my hand and led me wherever we were heading. I was too mesmerised with him to bother looking.
We got to the plane eventually and the flight attendant smiled at me as I walked past Edward, who was looking through the camera pictures. I saw a flash, and turned around to see another flash as I grinned.
"Ma'am, do you have your tickets?" The flight attendant stopped me. I nodded and gestured to the man trailing behind me.
"My husband has them."
"Ok, well enjoy your flight!" She said. I smiled at her.
"Why thank you! And how is the weather in Turkey?" Her smiled faded, and gave me an odd look.
"Ma'am, are you sure you're on the right flight? This is a fl-" I heard Edward's hard stomps from behind me, and I sighed, wanting a definite answer where I'm stepping a plane onto.
"-yes we are definitely on this flight. Here are the tickets." He handed her the plane tickets, and she glanced at them and nodded once.
"Ok, well enjoy your flight!" she repeated, and I scoffed, stalking forward onto the plane. I heard Edward sigh as we sat down, me next to the window.
"Bella. We're not going to Turkey."
"I knew it."
"Please don't ask. Don't spoil the surprise for me."
"Ok." I mumbled, biting my lip. Edward tilted my head to look at him.
"I love you." He whispered and I fell in love with him a bit more.
"I love you too." Edward smirked and tilted his head to kiss me on the lips. I mumbled against his lips. "I can't wait for our honeymoon."
"Bella, our honeymoon has already begun." He laughed, and squished my lips together.
"E-wad." I whined. "I need to pee." Edward stood up automatically and helped me up. We were in first class, so there was plenty of room, but helped me to the toilet anyway. I groaned. "Edward, I'm not heavily pregnant yet." The same flight attendant appeared suddenly, and I knew she heard me speak. I narrowed my eyes at her. Was she jealous of me? Bitch. I stormed past her, Edward on my tail.
"Love, not so fast!" He laughed, obviously delighted of the thought of me being heavily pregnant with his child. What was wrong with him?
"Edward I'm not looking forward to this pregnancy. I'm only looking forward to when it's all over." He caught my lips with his tenderly, and I saw the flight girl eye us from behind Edward. I smirked, ha. I win. When had I become such a bitch?
"You'll soon love pregnancy, especially the time when you will have a aphrodisiac like a bomb." His lips turned up to a wide smile, and pulled me towards him. I heard someone clear their throat, and I turned towards little miss bitch.
"Excuse me, but we have other passengers on board." I rolled my eyes at her, and told Edward to stay right there, as I went to pee in the lavatory. When I finished I opened the door to find Edward pressed up against the opposite side, and the bitch was there, chatting with him.
He looked relieved to see me, and I saw the girl turn around incredulously at me. "Bella!" He came to lift me into a hug, and I gave the girl the bird behind his back.
"Hey honey! Thanks for waiting for me! I love you." I was milking it!
The bitch tapped on the floor with her flat heel.
"I love you too Bella." He sighed and picked me up, carrying me to my seat, and I giggled.
"What was that girl doing?" I smiled at him, and he groaned.
"Oh god she was trying to chat me up. Didn't she see the ring on my finger? I mentioned that I was waiting for my pregnant wife, the love of my life, and she still didn't back down! How badly did she want it?"
"N'awhh! The 'love of your life'?" I grinned and kissed him strongly.
"Of course!" he shook his head, smiling so bright I didn't care where we were going. I just wanted to be with him. Forever.
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