Thanks to all my reviewers, I've finally gotten around to updating. Special thanks to Jenox2009 for the awesome prank! By the way, I'm over my Twilight obsession. I'll still write about it, but I know there are better books. Like Shiver and Linger by Maggie Stiefavater.

EdPOV

I stopped when I heard Jasper's thoughts. Bella…Me…Love? I most have completely stopped, because Bella was tugging on my hand and whispering in my ear.

"Edward, are you okay?"

I shook my head back and forth; then smiled at her. "Yeah, I'm fine, love." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Emmett freeze up. I tried to block my mind from the torrent of thoughts from my ever so loving family.

Alice: I knew it! I knew it! I had a vision like this! You guys are sooo cute together! I think lilies would look great at your wedding…

Jasper: Are you sure? I mean, she loves you too…But she's human!

Rosalie: She human! But she IS Emmy's sister. But she's human! Agh!

Esme: I'm so happy for you Edward!

Carlisle: I'm glad you've found someone to be with.

Emmett: IF YOU HURT HER IN ANY WAY AT ALL I WILL RIP YOU TO PIECES AND BURN THOSE PIECES ONE BY ONE!

Bella smiled, but I heard her heart give a flutter—she really did like me. I realize that those signs were all there. A fluttering heart, pulse racing, breath catching, diverting eyes, I can't believe I didn't notice it before!

But that still left one question—when had this prank turned into something real? I've never been more grateful to Emmett in the entire time I've known him. If he hadn't forced us together, we'd never tried to trick him into thinking Bella and I are dating. We didn't even get to prank him! I was okay with that, though.

EmPOV

I'm actually kinda happy that Edward and Bella are together. They both deserve someone good and they will treat each other well. But if Edward hurts her in any way at all…well, it's not pleasant.

BPOV

I don't know why, but I felt like this wasn't just a prank to get my immature brother back anymore. This was real, this connection between Edward and me. The relationship was fully cemented when he leaned down and kissed me. It was a sweet, chaste kiss, but it was a real kiss.

I loved him, and he loved me. Nothing could mess up this moment.

Except me running into the kitchen and puking in their sink.