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And now for the ride home.

Chapter 12-

"I think I'll walk." I told Edward after we stared each other down for about seventy eight seconds.

I started toward the same direction Jake's motorcycle, thinking maybe I could catch up to him.

Edward grabbed the top of my arm a little hard and led me back to his car.

"If you get raped-which you most certainly will in these clothes," Edward said looking at my outfit again and continued tugging me even though I wasn't fighting back. "Then Jake will probably blame me-and I don't want that to happen since we're such good friends." He said sarcastically.

"You're a jerk, you know that?" I said, prying his fingers off my arm.

He laughed and shook his head-his hair looking model-like in the wind. "Yea, I knew that." He sighed.

He opened the passenger door for me, pretending to be a gentleman.

"Watch your hands," he laughed and slammed the door hard.

I reached for my seat belt and began to pull it but it was stuck. I pulled again but it wouldn't budge.

Stupid Volvo.

Everything in it was messed up-including the owner.

I heard the driver door open; Edward got in then shut his door.

He let out a frustrated sigh. "What are you doing to my car?"

I turned to him and narrowed my eyes. "Actually your car is preventing me from safety-which I'll probably need with your crazy driving." I said, and then began pulling again.

I heard Edward shuffle in his seat then smelled his scent closer to me now. "Let me do it," he said reaching for the belt so that half his body was hovering over mine.

He glanced at me before he began tugging on the seat belt.

My lips were parallel to his and there was no mistake that he could feel my breath on his cheek.

I just concentrated on the building behind him. I noticed that his tugging became less and less. Almost as if he was giving up.

Giving in.

I looked back at him and noticed that he wasn't looking at the seat belt-but my lips.

Now the tugging completely stopped. His left hand was hanging on the seat belt so that it was holding most of his weight and he placed his right arm on the left side of my head so I was trapped and couldn't concentrate on anything-but him.

So I did.

I looked into his green eyes and he looked into my brown ones.

We just stared at each other for a few moments and he began leaning in. I couldn't go anywhere if I tried so I just waited.

His breath was on my lips now-about to touch until…

SNAP!

Edward collapsed on my lap.

"Shit!" He muttered. I was still dizzy from what was about to happen but also surprised that Edward cursed.

I looked over at the seat belt which had been pulled out involuntarily.

Edward still looked angry when he pulled himself up and back into his seat. "Your seat belts fixed." He paused. "Buckle up."

And with that he sped in reverse and out of the parking lot in less than three seconds.

"You might want to slow down." I said; my voice a bit hoarse.

"I know how to drive, thanks," he snapped, keeping his eyes on the road.

I just stared out the window, watching the trees whiz by.

I didn't feel like trying to figure out what caused Edward's mood change. I had no energy. Everything that happened today just wore me out. I knew if I started thinking about how close Edward's lips were to mine, I wouldn't be able to handle it.

We drove in silence, much like our previous car ride together. There was so much tension in the air. I wanted so badly to say something, but I wasn't quite sure what it would be.

I looked over to Edward to see his knuckles white on the steering wheel, again. His eyes were in slits. It scared me a little.

We reached a red light and Edward groaned, pushing his head against the seat and looking at the ceiling of the car. He seemed too eager to get me home.

The light flickered green and I nearly got the breath knocked out of me from slamming in the back of the seat so hard.

"Ugh," I growled.

I started to recognize where we were and realized that we were almost at my house.

I didn't know if I should say something before I leave.

We finally got to my house and Edward was still staring in front of him, his hands still on the steering wheel as if it was a signal for me to jump out.

I looked at him but he pretended he didn't notice.

"Edward…" I began.

"Bella," he sighed, finally showing some emotion, "please-spare me."

My hands tightened in fists.

I was supposed to be the one who ignored and hated him!

I got out and slammed the door as hard as I could, going for the door and not looking back.

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A/N-Hehe. Hope you guys liked this chapter.

Idk if I might write another. I know exactly what I'm going to write but it needs some editing-in my mind. Yes, I write in my mind lol.

I'm actually thinking of writing a book but I don't think I'm that good.

It might just end up lying around in some old book store. Lol.

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