i know its kind of boring but it will get better. everything belongs to stephenie meyer. not me i think in the next chapter i will write from someone else's pov
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BPOV
Before I could walk through the door Edward scooped me up into his arms to carry me across the threshold. He insisted on doing this in every single house we have lived in. Secretly, I loved it and he knew it. Instead of stopping in the living room like everyone else had, he ran right up the staircase to the third floor and into the room which had been his bedroom.
Everything was the same. The golden plush carpet on the floor and walls that he insisted made good acoustics. The matching gold bed where I had agreed to marry the god holding me. The black leather couch. The stereo that was now out dated, and the empty shelves that held the thousands of CD's which where in the back of our car.
Before I had a good look around the room Edward's soft lips were on mine. As soon as they touched me everything else completely flew out of my mind. We existed in a world of our own. I barely noticed that Edward was carrying me towards the bed.
We continued like that for quite some time, until Alice knocked on the door. "Alright you two, we need your help downstairs now."
Reluctantly Edward and I got up, put our clothes back on and walked back downstairs hand in hand at a human pace. When we got to the top of the stairs, the living room I was looking down at looked completely different then the one I had just seen a few hours ago. They had really made progress in cleaning up. The thick layers of dust on the floors and all the furniture had disappeared. The stark white couches had been rearranged. And I could clearly see out the windows that covered the whole back wall.
Alice called out telling us to come to the kitchen. I truly considered grabbing Edward and running back up to our room. "Don't even think about it Bella!" Alice yelled. Damn. I had forgotten about her ability. Alice set us to the task of cleaning the kitchen. Within a half hour the entire downstairs was as spotless as the day we left.
We brought in the boxes from the car and continued to clean up our bedroom. Even though we didn't live in the main house most of the time, we still stayed in the room sometimes.
Edward opened one of the gigantic windows of the back wall and we jumped out. We ran down to the river and leaped over. Once we got to the other side we ran slower, hand in hand to our cottage. I was so curious to see the state of our little home. The house held so many memories for us and they all flooded back to me as I ran. Edward carrying me across the threshold. Our first night together as equals. The amazing night after the victory over the Volturi. And every spectacular night in between. Each detail permanently etched into my vampire brain. I would never forget any of them as long as I was on this earth and that was going to be a very very long time.
I was still deep into my flashbacks when we arrived at the cottage. The outside looked almost the same as I remembered besides the vines growing up the sides. I kind of liked how it blended in with the forest even more than the stones already did. Edward surprised me once again by picking me up into his silky strong arms. In the back of my head I knew that he would insist upon doing this again and I did not protest. As he carried me into the house I knew so well I just stared up into his soft golden eyes. Slowly and deliberately, he leaned down until his lips were on mine. Within the fraction of the second that our lips touched neither of us could hold back anymore and we started off very similar to our first night here.