A/N: Okay. Just to give a heads-up about this chapter, Emmett lovers, brace yourselves. Emmett is going full on random this time. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Twilight. But I do own the books! Aww, I just making it worse for myself!

Chapter 7

Edward's POV

"What?"

"I said, did you imprint on me?"

"No!" I couldn't let her know the truth. I was trying my best to stop her and I from falling in love, as Alice had "predicted". If one time I let it slip . . . I shuddered at the thought of beautiful Bella mangled. I mean, the whole tribe knows what happened to Emily.

"Edward. Please tell the truth."

"Bella. You don't understand! If I'm anywhere near you when I shift, I could kill you!"

"I don't care."

"I can't fall in love with you! You can't fall in love with me! I'm dangerous!"

Bella walked over to me and started rubbing my back to calm me down.

"Edward, calm down, okay? Look at me. I love you to much to let you go. I trust that you can control your anger. So please, don't leave because you're afraid.", she said through tears.

"Bella." I couldn't think of anything to say. She sat there crying after she told me she loved me back. I can't hurt her now. "I won't leave you."

"I have faith in you. I know you can do it."

"Come on. We need to get going. It's getting late."

"Where's Emmett?" As if on cue, Emmett popped out of the trees.

"Hey guys! What have you been doing since you ditched me?", he added with a growl.

"We talked."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

"Sure. If you say so."

"What the heck is that supposed to mean?"

"Oh I think you know what that means." he said with a sly smile.

"Emmett!" I darted after him while he just kept saying, "Run, run as fast as you can! You can't catch me, I the big muscleman!" I finally caught up to me and I tackled him. But of course he pinned me to the ground.

"Ahh! Get off of me!"

"Not until you say I'm the awesomest wolf who is NOT on steroids!"

"1. No! 2. Awesomest is not a word. 3. We are shape shifters, not werewolves. And 4. Last time I checked, you were on steroids."

"Liar!" he gasped.

"Well you are on steroids."

"Not that! I can't believe you would lie about awesomest not being a word! I can spell it can't I?!" It's a word!"

"Just because you can . . . Wait! I'm not going to argue with you about a word that doesn't exists! Now get off me!" I threw him off and brushed myself off.

"There you are!" cried Bella.

"Come on. Let's get going. Emmett, stop crying and get up."

"My world has just been crushed and you want me to get up?!" he said as he jumped up.

"Emmett. You're standing right now."

"Are you calling me a liar?" he yelled.

"Emmett. Look at your feet."

He gasped. "They're huge!"

"Besides that."

"My nails are hot pink! Who did that?!"

"You did Emmett. Last night. But haven't you noticed that your feet are on the ground?"

"Ohhh. So maybe I am standing up."

"Can we go now? We need to get Bella home."

"Fine." We headed up to the car and got in. I turned to look at Bella who was smiling at me. I just looked at her in confusion.

"What is it Bella?"

"I'm just happy, that's all."

"Okay, what are you happy about?"

"I'm not telling." she said. Then she pretended to zip her lip and throw out the key.

"Will you tell me later?" She nodded her head.

"Does this have to do with a certain someone in the backseat?" She nodded again and then Emmett yelled, "You're going to do what in the backseat?!"

"Shut up Emmett!" we yelled in unison.

I reached Bella's house and opened her door. As we were walking to her the front door, she told me about her little plan

"Okay. This is what will happen. Emmett will get the invite to a surprise party for him Then when he walks through the doors, a bucket of molasses will fall and dump all over him. The a string will be pulled by his foot that turns on the fan full of feathers. Someone will then sneak up and put a party hat on his head. Being Emmett, he'll put it over his mouth as soon as the chicken dance starts. He can't resist but to dance and we film him and use it to show future girlfriends/wife. So basically blackmail!"

"I'm in. But how do we know it will work?"

"Trust me. It will. I know Emmett. It will work."

"Okay. How about tomorrow?"

"Let's get this party started!"