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I can't move.

I must have heard them wrong.

Esme is his Aunt not him mother.

What the hell is going on?

Ok ok I must be on Punk'd. Ashton Kutcher is gonna pop out anywhere at any moment I just know it.

Where the hell is he? This must be some kind of joke.

I open my mouth to question Edward but he just ushers me to the car quickly.

As I get in after he opens the door for me, I wait for him to go around the car and get in himself.

When I look over to him, his hands are gripping the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles are white already.

As I try to say something again, he just erupts.

"How in the hell did they find out already? The fucking interview wasn't supposed to be aired until tomorrow!" he half yells.

I really don't know what he's talking about.

"What the hell is going on Edward? I thought Esme Platt was your Aunt?"

"I was raised with her as my Aunt but she's really my mother. It's a long story that I didn't want to have to go into tonight." looking at me apologetically I can't help but feel his stress as well.

"Well do you feel comfortable telling me? I mean I know you said something about an interview but I'd rather hear it from you if you don't mind." I say. Seriously I really want to know cause I guarantee that I'll have a shit load of questions.

"Sure." he doesn't seem like he wants to share though.

"I mean if you aren't comfortable enough with me to share this, I understand." I look away out the car door not really caring where we are headed.

"That's not what I meant Bella." Great now I've gone and fucked it up.

"It's just a long story and you might get pissed at certain people who are important to you and I don't want to cause trouble." he admits.

"I doubt what ever you have to say will affect me that badly." I rest my hand on his. Finally he looks at me for the first time since we left the restaurant.

"Do you know any place we can go to talk?" he asks.

"Sure. I know the perfect place if you don't mind breaking a few rules." I smirk at him.

He gives me a knowing look of 'bring it on' and I know he's all in.

Our feeble attempt to keep the conversation going on the car ride while I direct him is nothing but noise until he has to share his story.

Once we get to a parking lot I'm a bit nervous. I want to know his story but the place I've brought him is special to me.

"Ok well it's a bit of a little walk but it's better than sitting in the car yeah?" I say to him. As he nods we get out of the car and start the walk.

"Well I guess I should start from the beginning." I can tell he's nervous. I would be too if I was sharing a big secret with someone I barely knew.

I listen as he starts from the beginning of when Esme gave him to her sister, Elizabeth and her husband Edward. She didn't want Edward to grow up in the spotlight that was her life so she tried to protect him from that. He continued on to when he was arrested for grand theft auto and spent jail time for the past 3 years. At that point I got a little worried. Edward seemed so sweet and not someone who would have been able to survive in jail.

After reaching the meadow he continues on about how Esme shared this story with him the day he had gotten out of jail. Things have been a whirlwind for him over the past few weeks. Who could blame him? His life was pretty much turned upside down.

"So I escorted Esme to the charity event I met you at." he smiles at me.

God that fucking smile.

"That's when I wanted to meet my father." he turned away chuckling to himself.

His father was at the event? I didn't know any of those rich snooty men had a child.

"That's when you introduced me to my father." As he trued back towards me he smiled.

I introduced them?

Who did I-

OH FUCK

NO WAY!

"Carlisle is your FATHER?" I sort of scream at him.

Wincing he just nods.

Holy shit! I didn't know Carlisle had a son.

Wait. Carlisle never mentioned having a son.

I've never seen pictures or anything.

Oh shit. Carlisle never knew.

"So Carlisle, did he even know you were his son?" I ask. There's no way Carlisle would have abandoned his son like that for the past 20 years.

"No he didn't know that I was his son. That's where the whole Esme gave me up for adoption came in." he says.

"Carlisle and Esme were high school sweethearts. Esme got pregnant right before graduation and Carlisle accused her of cheating on him." I can see that he's hurt over this.

"I can't believe they were ever together. I mean they're the biggest rivals in the industry. They just always seem so cold to each other." I can remember all the times at awards shows they've had to come into contact with each other. It was never really friendly.

"Well how would you react when you think the one you love thinks you cheated on them?" valid question.

"I guess so. I just don't understand why Carlisle never found out about Esme's son after she had him." I sort of just mumble to myself.

"I don't know either. I mean I loved my life growing up and I wouldn't change it for anything." Edward turns to face me again leaning in.

Our foreheads are touching while he says, "I really enjoyed our night together Ms. Swan. Thank you for a wonderful evening." I can't help but smile and whisper back. "Thank you for sharing your story with me Edward. I'm really glad you asked me out tonight. I had so much fun." I can feel him leaning in closer to me. His breathing hitches before he kisses me. It's soft and gentle. I can't pin an exact feeling on this but I've never felt it before. I can't help but reach for his hair that I've wanted to grab all night. I pull him in and deepen our kiss. When we both need air we slowly pull away.

I know I've got that same goofy smile he's sporting but hey that was a fucking awesome kiss if I may say so.

"Well I'd better get you back home. I'd really like to see you again though." hell fucking yes you can see me again!

"Of course. I get to plan the date next time though." He's got no idea what I've got in store for him.

We take our time walking back to his car.

Why do I feel like I don't want this to end?

I've never had this feeling before.

Not with Jake. Not with anyone.

It's the need to protect him from everyone and anything.

The need to be close to him.

Is it?

No. Can't be.

Oh shit.

A/N: So I will keep what I've posted so far up until I'm able to pry myself away from school to finish this up =) Obviously it's not beta'd nor is it prewritten. I WILL FINISH IT BY THE END OF SUMMER though THAT is my promise =)

Until Next Time!