Chapter 5

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"Imagine me and you, I do

I think about you day and night, it's only right

To think about the girl you love and hold her tight

So happy together."

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EPOV

Shortly after Bella went outside to get some air I told everyone I had to go to the library and followed behind her. I wanted to know why she got so jealous because I knew she did. It felt so natural having her sit in my lap and to wrap my arms areound her. I wanted to know if she felt the same electricty, the same spark when we touched.

She was standing in front of a bench and as I got close enough I grabbed her arm to turn her around. I felt her shiver and then her knees buckled and she fell backwards. I caught her and then picked her up bridal style. It was instinct for me to help her and protect her.

I looked down to make sure she was okay but she was unconscious. I could feel her breathing and her pulse was fine so I concluded that she simply passed out. I didn't want to take her to the nurse so I carried her to my car. I put her in the front seat and buckled her.

As I drove up my driveway I heard her mumble, I glanced over to see if she was awake but her eyes were still closed. I carried her up to m room and layed her on my bed. I walked out to my balcony and lit a ciggerette. I was probaby out there for a good ten minutes when I heard her talk.

I rushed back into my room and saw her body shaking, she was still asleep. I walked over to wake her up but she stared talking again so sat beside her.

Jake...no...mom...please...Phil...help!

I couldn't understand what she was talking about but she kept repeating those words. She started to shake a little more so I decided whatever she was dreaming of wasn't a dream, it was a nightmare.

"Bell sweety," I whispered but she didn't wake up s I tried again. "Bell, wake up your dreaming." I said in a normal tone but the only response I got was her shaking a little I started to shake her and started yelling. "Bell, Dammit wake up, please bell, Wake up!"

She looked up at me with tear filled eyes and flung herself into my arms. I Wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into my lap. She needed me, I don't know what her nightmare was about but I would bet it had something to do with her truamatic experience. I didn't question her at all I just held her as she cryed in my arms. At that moment I knew that I had to be here for Bella. She reminded me so much of her.

There was a difference with Bella though, I could protect and help her. I won't stand by and watch the same way I did with Elizabeth. I shivered at the memory.

It had been two hours and Bella's crys turned into whimpers and then into nothing. She looked up at me and smiled sadly. I wiped the lone tear that was running down her left cheek and smiled back.

"I'm so so sorry." She whispered as if she were ashamed.

"Bell it's okay, really." I said reassuringly.

She didn't make a move to get off of my lap at all so I kept my arms around her. We stared at eachother for what seemed like eternity.

"Where are we and how did we get here?" She asked slightly confused as she looked around my bedroom.

"We are in my room, I drove you here after you passed out. Do you remember?" I asked concerned.

She looked up at me and smiled again but this time not so sad. " I remember being outside and thinking after everything that happened in the lunch room and then it goes black and I can't remember anything else." She sighed.

" I followed you out so that I could talk to you and as soon as I touched your arm you fell backwards. I caught you and cradled you in my arms. I looked down to make sure you were okay but your eyes were closed. You were breathing and your pulse was fine, so I figured you just passed out. I didn't want to take you to the nurse because she isn't that great so I put you in my car and drove us here." I asnwered hoping I said everything.

She looked up at me with a twinkle in her eyes. "Thank you Edward! You didn't have to do that." She said greatfully.

We sat there in silence for a couple of minutes until I realized that neither of us ate lunch. "Are you hungry?" I asked worridly. She nodded.

She was looking down when she started biting her bottom lip.

Here we go.

It took everything I had to not get turned on when she looked up at me through her eyelashes. She stopped nibbling her bottom lip and fully looked up at me "Would you like me to make something?" She asked with a smile.

I wonder how good of a cook she is?

"If you want to, You know what they say. "The way to a mans heart is through his stomach."" I replyed wanting to choke myself for being so fucking corny. Bell giggled lightly at my reply.

I showed her to the kitchen and told her to make herself at home while I went to take a shower.

The warm water was running down my chest and it felt amazing. It instantly relaxed my whole body. I kept thinking about whether or not I should ask Bella what had happened to her. I also wondered if I should ask her what was up with her sitting on my lap in the lunch room but I didn't want her to get embarrassed and not do it anymore.

I stepped out of the shower and threw on a pair of blue jeans and a shirt, not really paying attention. I walked downstairs and was about to enter the kitchen when I heard the most beautiful voice coming from the kitchen. Bella was singing and I wanted to listen because her voice seemed to soothe me for some reason.

I leaned up against the entrance and crossed my arms. She paused for a moment an I thought she heard me come in but then she started again.

I know all about, about your reputation.

And now it's bound to be a heartbreak situation.

But I can't help it if I'm helpless,

Everytime that I'm where you are.

You walk in and my strength walks out the door,

Say my name and I can't fight it anymore.

Oh I know, I should go

But I need your touch just too damn much.

I loved her voice and was wondering why she picked this song to sing. I wonder if it was directed towards me. I cleared my throat so that she knew I was there and she turned and smiled. She looked so happy cooking, almost like she was in another world completely.

"Mmmm smells great." I said incapasitated by the delicous smell.

"I hope you like pasta! I made stuffed shells." She said with a smile that touched her eyes.

"I love stuffed shells, thats my favoite," I said cheerfully.

I wasn't lieing either, it really was my favorite dish. My mother used to make it for me all the time, before she died.

"It'll be done in a minute take a seat," She said joyfully.

I went t the fridge and grabbed us each a soda and then took my seat at the table. While we waited I decided t ask her a question or two.

"So... you and James huh?" I asked nosily. She turned around as afast as humanly possible and glared at me.

Well that answered my question, I laughed to myself.

"So you and Victoria huh?" She asked ith a disgusted look on her face.

The timer dinged and she pulled out the food. She placed some on two different plates and then crossed the kitchen and grabbed a bowl off of the counter. She turned and started walking back.

"I was drunk when I agreed she could be my girlfriend." I mumbled hesitantly.

Bella gasped and I heard a bang. I turned to see what had happened, when I saw the salad bowl and all the salad all over the kitchen tile. She was staring at me blankly, confused, and hurt.

"Oh," she said in monotone as she bent down and started picking the salad up. I walked over and kneeled down next to her so that I could help clean up.

"I don't want her to be," I said truthfully.

She looked up at me with a fake smile. "I'm sorry about the mess." she said quietly.

I was right, she was into me. I decided to ask my question again since she didn't answer.

"What about you and James?" I asked again watching her face.

" He is just a friend, if that." She said with a shrug.

He didn't matter to her, but I knew she mattered to him. I wanted her to stay away from him, but I couldn't just tell her to. I needed to come up with a plan. I needed to figure out a way to keep him away from her.

After we picked up the salad mess we sat down and ate. I loved her cooking ans told her so a couple times. After we ate we went back upstairs to my room and talked. We started to talk about music and movies when my plan came together in my head.

"Hey Bell," I interuppted her mid sentence.

"Yeah Edward?" She said giving me timid smile.

"If I thought of a way to get rid of Vicky as my girlfriend would you help me?" I asked pleadingly.

"Sure, I hate that bitch." She said with a mischevious smile.

Before I could let her in on my idea my bedroom door swung open. There stood Emmett, Jasper, Rosalie, and Alice glaring at us.

"Can I help you?" I asked quirking an eyebrow.

No one answered and I was getting ready to ask again when Emmett turned his stare to Bella.

"What the fuck happened to you, we were worried that something happened to you." Em growled at her.

That was it! Since I've been here everyone talks down to Bell, but not anymore. I'm here now and she doesn't deserve this shit.

"If your going to be so loud when you say shit to Bell then you should leave! If you worried you should sound more concerned than angry." I snarled at Emmett. Bella blushed and put her face down.

"I passed out and Edward found me. When I became conscious for about a minute I asked him to take me home, but he didn't want to leave me alone so he brought me here." She lied.

"Yup." I said popping the p.

They all stood there in awe staring at me. Alice pushed through them and came inside my room.

"I told you guys that she was with Edward." She said with a smirk.

How did she know? She always knew everything.

Everyone stayed for awhile to hangout. Rosalie went with Alice to her room, Jasper and Emmett were raiding what was left of the food that Bella had made, and Bell and I stayed up in my room.

"So your plan?" She questioned.

"Well I can't just tell her I don't want to be with her because that is mean," I lied.

"So I was wondering if you would pretend that I asked you to be my girl. That way I had an excuse." I said hopefully.

"i don't know... I mean... okay. Under one condition." She agreed.

Her and her conditions. She always had one condition for everything.