I am a HORRIBLE person! I feel terrible for not updating sooner! I just have been so busy! Midterms just ended and Regionals are coming up, along with my championship basketball game- lots of training! So enough of my remorse and on to the next chapter!
Chapter 3: Night of Prom
BPOV
It was finally the day of prom. The junior class was abuzz with excitement all week long.
However, things between Edward and I were the same. It was like he never even asked me to prom. It bothered me so much because nothing had changed. I just wanted more.
I thought back to what Alice said. About me loving Edward. She was certainly right. And I hoped and wished that Edward felt the same. I thought he had when he asked me to prom, but his platonic behavior this past week made me rethink my assumption.
That made an uneasy feeling come to my stomach.
My thoughts were interrupted by Alice and Rosalie, who were now dragging me towards Alice's Porshe.
"Guys what are you doing?" I asked, practically being dragged across the parking lot. Man, they were strong. "I am supposed to ride home with Edward!"
Rosalie laughed. "Not anymore. You're coming to the Cullen's with us and Edward is going to Emmett's with Jasper. We all have to get ready for prom!"
"We will get you ready, then drop you off at your house so Edward can pick you up. Rose is doing the same thing," Alice continued.
I sighed. I just had to remember that I was doing this for Edward. I hope he would appreciate it.
Then something important struck me. "Alice, what does my dress look like?" Alice said she had gotten the perfect dress, but our tastes weren't exactly alike.
"Relax, Bella," Alice said. "You'll love the dress. It will be revealed when we get to my house." She just smiled.
"Okay," I muttered. My stomach was still flipping.
We arrived at the Cullen house and Alice dragged Rosalie and I up to her massive bathroom which connected to her bedroom.
"Bella close your eyes!" Alice cried. Rosalie placed her hands over my eyes.
Alice must be unveiling my dress to me now.
"Okay... open!" I opened my eyes as Rosalie uncovered them. Alice stood there presenting my dress like a game show host.
I just stood there, my mouth open wide.
The dress was the most beautiful garment of clothing I had ever seen before.
It was midnight blue and very simple. It was strapless, and would hug my torso tightly. The skirt poofed out just enough. Nothing too gaudy. The dress was perfect.
In Alice's other hand were a pair of matching blue stilettos. Oh, well. I would just suck it up.
"Oh, Alice! It's perfect! Thank you so much!"
Alice just smiled.
***
I took a deep breath. Edward was picking me up in a half- hour. Alice dropped me back off at my house about fifteen minutes ago. Thanks to her, my hair was half up, with long, tight curls cascading halfway down my back, my slim body was clothed in midnight blue, and my face was made up like a porcelain doll. I really hoped Edward would be impressed.
Downstairs in the kitchen, Charlie was cooking. Pasta and sauce. My stomach started flipping again...
"Oh!" I ran to the bathroom, my hand covered over my mouth. Everything I had eaten today came up into the toilet.
"Ugh..." I groaned.
"Bella?" Charlie called. "Are you okay?"
"No... call Edward! Flu!" I was cut off by more vomit.
"Alright... do you need anything?" Charlie asked, clearly uncomfortable.
"No," I groaned. "Just go to Billy's or Harry's. You don't want to be around this."
"'Kay." With that, Charlie left.
EPOV
I drove to pick up Bella for the Prom. I was very excited, yet very nervous at the same time. Tonight I was going to ask Bella to be my girlfriend. I realized my feelings for her, and I was going to follow my heart. I was just nervous about rejection. Because if Bella said no, our friendship would never be the same again.
I pulled into her driveway, and walked up to the door and knocked.
"Ugh... who is it?" a stuffy, raspy voice said, as the door opened.
"Bella?!" It was Bella. She was wearing a bathrobe, with a box of tissues in one hand, and a cup of tea in the other, all while being swathed in a plush blanket.
"Oh, Edward! I'm sorry! Didn't Charlie call and say-" Suddenly she dropped everything, tea splattering everywhere, and ran towards the bathroom. I followed and pulled her curls back as she vomited.
"Edward, you don't have to do this," she whispered when she was done. "I am so sorry. I thought Charlie called, but apparently-"
"Shh... it's alright, Bella. Just get better," I murmured.
I lifted her off the bathroom tile and carried her towards the couch, wrapping her in a blanket. Then I went back to the bathroom and grabbed two Advils.
I sat on the couch with her as she took the Advils. "Bella, I am going to stay, do you mind? I just want you to be taken care of here." I hoped she would let me.
"Of course, but I am terrible company right now and I don't want you to get sick," she murmured.
I chuckled softly. "It's fine. I've gotten the flu shot already. Plus, I really do want to be here with you.
Bella's eyes went wide and she jumped off the couch, running towards the bathroom again. I followed and held her hair again.
"Thank you," she sighed and I carried her back, again, to the couch.
I smiled. "Not a problem." I had an idea to make her feel better. "Hey, how about I put in a movie?"
Bella smiled and nodded. "I'd like that. How about Titanic?"
I nodded and went put in the movie. I went to sit with her, but realized I should get something for her.
I grabbed a mop bucket, and placed it next to her. She just rolled her eyes.
I laid down on the couch with her, pulling her body close to mine. She stiffened for a moment, but after a moment, relaxed.
The movie began, but Bella had already drifted into sleep.
"Goodnight, Bella," I whispered. "I love you."
Then, I too, fell into a peaceful slumber.
Again, so sorry for not updating sooner! I hope you guys liked this chapter. I knew what I wanted to write, but I wasn't sure how to write it. I hope this was okay! Oh, and the stomach flips Bella was experiencing was the flu, not nerves, in case any of you didn't pick up on that.
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