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A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Sorry for the late update. On with the story, and don't worry I won't go as far as something that's rated M potential. This chapter is mostly fluff.


BPOV

I opened my eyes to find myself lying on an unfamiliar bed. My vision was a blur but I identified that the sheets were pink and the room had light yellow walls. Where was I?

I tried to remember what had happened before I was knocked out. Then it dawned to me. Mr. Trace… Birthday…. Danger. Oh god! I might've been raped. I quickly looked down and saw that I still had my clothes on and suddenly someone knocked then came in the room.

"How are you feeling Bella?" he asked me. His velvet voice ringing in my ears, I felt calmness and without a doubt, I was momentarily dazzled. "I'm fine…. What happened?" he looked at my eyes then brushed my cheek with the back of his hand.

"Don't worry; Mr. Trace is never going near you again. I promise." He assured with a smile as he reached for my hand and kissed the back of it. I looked at him, still not contented with his answer.

"Nothing happened. I assure you. I was still there, in your bathroom, washing up when I heard everyone leave. I decided to check on you before I leave then saw that bastard punch you in the gut, you got knocked out." He said. I could hear the anger in his voice as he spoke.

"Where exactly are we?" I asked looking around the room. It had some sort of familiarity in it; the walls were almost the same as the ones I had at my apartment. The door resembled mine too.

"Where at Jasper's place. And this is his room." I nodded then looked around. Everything was……. Well pink, yellow and purple and girly. And I thought he was some sort of emotional guy, I expected dark green walls or even gray colours everywhere.

"You must think he's gay but this room is shared by Alice and jasper, you could see who's the boss in their relationship." He said as he stood up and took my hand. "Come on. You should eat dinner. It's already one in the morning but it's better to eat now than later." I stood up and let him guide me outside where a candlelit table was.

He led me to a table and like the gentleman he is and helped me to my chair. I felt my heart swell.

"What are we having?" he smiled crookedly and walked towards the kitchen. "Don't tell me we're having cereal because I'll just co—" suddenly he came in carrying a plate. He set it down and I was instantly amazed.

"You cooked this?" I said in amazement as I stared down at the tortellini dish Edward served. He smiled and sat down on his chair. I took a forkful and put it in my mouth. It was really good, the best I've ever tasted. I looked at Edward as I ate and saw him just looking at me with sparkling eyes.

"Aren't you going to eat? I'll take it if you don't want it." I joked. He grinned and pushed the plate gently towards me.

"No, Umm…. I was just kidding. Come on, here." I passed him the plate, feeling really embarrassed. His smiled quickly turned into a frown. "You could have it Bella, I'm sorry for making you embarrassed. I insist, you need it more than I do." I nodded, and then continued eating. It was actually uncomfortable eating and having Edward look at me while I do it….

"Do you like it?" he asked. Of course I did. Everything was so well prepared and could be mistaken to b cooked by a professional chef.

"Of course I do. Did you really cook this? You're better than my mom." I laughed.

"Well, I just followed what the cook book said." He said.

"Well, you're a talented one Mr. Cullen." I did not just say that. I blushed then continued eating. I cannot believe I just flirted with Edward, he must think I'm ridiculous! Come on! I'm Bella Swan. And Bella Swan does not flirt.

"I'll cook it for you everyday if you wanted me to." My heart suddenly began to beat faster and my face must've turned redder than a tomato.

"Is something wrong Bella?" he asked as he inched his chair near me. "No I'm perfectly fine. I was just wondering where Alice and Jasper is..."

"They already moved into their new house, nana allowed you to stay here for a while. Oh and something happened to your apartment…." He said slowly.

"What happened?"

"Mr. Trace had your apartment destroyed. It's totally messed up. Sometime after I punched him and gave him a few kicks he destroyed every furniture inside, including the walls and the appliances. I couldn't stop him, because I was with you, carrying you to Jasper's Apartment. I'm sorry." He said as he bowed his head.

"You have nothing to be sorry about Edward. I'm worried about my mom's reaction when she finds out about this. Phil is going to freak and don't even get me started with what my mom would do…" I put my face in my hands, trying to think deep.

"I'll help you." He took my hand in his and made comforting circles with his fingers on my palm.

"You helped me too much. And— oh! How about my art project? My clothes? The gifts you guys gave me earlier?" I was worried by now. That would totally crush them if they found out all the efforts of them finding a gift for me would be put into waste.

"I had Emmett help me transfer them here. So, can I ask you something?" he hesitated a bit in the last part.

"Do you have anything to do later? I was just wondering if you wanted to come with me for the day….. I'm looking for houses." I smiled and nodded. It was my first time to canvas/look for houses, because living in forks, it's simply impossible. One house would last you a life time.

By the time I finished eating I noticed it was already two thirty in the morning. I yawned involuntarily which made Edward look.

"Why don't you sleep. The room you woke up in earlier should do since it's the only room in jasper's apartment." He said as he stood up and offered his hand. I took it and he led me to the room still not letting go of my hand.

"Where will you sleep?" I asked as I looked for my bags. I found it at the corner of the room and walked towards it to find some clothes I could sleep into.

"The couch of course." He said as he started heading out of the room.

"Wait, why don't I sleep on the couch and you'll sleep on the bed?" I said as I picked a pair of old sweats and a tank top and some underwear too.

"I'm not that old…. So my back will be totally fine. I insist, please take the bed. The couch is more than okay." I bit my lip and proceeded with changing my clothes in the bathroom.

The bathroom was unexpectedly…. Plain, clean and well……white. It was almost empty, which is normal because they just moved out. I saw a towel, a new toothbrush, a tube of tooth paste and my shampoo, soap and conditioner all settled in a corner with a note on top of it. I picked it up and read the note… I hope I haven't forgotten anything… -Edward.

I smiled to myself and quickly took off my clothes and stepped into the shower, the water was nice and warm. I felt my body relax and my muscles loosen up. Fifteen minutes or so later I stepped out and dried off, put some lotion that I found on the counter, brushed my teeth and put my clothes on.

I left the bathroom and found the bedroom empty. I set my laundry down in one of the empty laundry basket in the corner of the room. I yelped as I heard a loud thump outside. I rushed to the living room, finding Edward lying on his back on the floor.

I rushed to his side and heard him grunt. "I'm fine. I just fell, no big deal. Do you need anything?" he asked as he stood up and saw him with only a pair of pajama bottoms and no shirt. I blushed and walked away as fast as I could towards the bedroom.

I closed the door and leaned against it, trying to catch my breath, which I didn't know I have been holding earlier. I must have blushed a thousand shades of red, I felt so embarrassed. I've seen half naked men before, but Edward's was…. Was… I couldn't even describe it. It was like seeing Adonis himself half naked, only a hundred times better.

God, I sound like a perverted idiot! I made my way to the bed and settled myself between it. I hated sleeping in beds like this. Too big and lonely. I pulled the thick sheets up to my chin and closed my eyes.

I tried to sleep, but my body wouldn't cooperate. I started to count sheep in my head and figured after the first three hundred that it was not working. I suddenly felt guilty about making Edward sleep in the couch. I mean, he practically has more rights to the place than I do….. I guess, but besides that he shouldn't be sleeping in the couch. Period.

I got up and walked slowly to the door. I opened it just enough for me to peak outside. The living room was dark but had one dim lamp turned on. I hissed when the door creaked as I attempted to open it. I came out of the bedroom and walked towards the couch where Edward was supposed to be sleeping in.

As soon as I came near it opened my mouth to find that Edward wasn't there. "I'm over here Bella." I heard Edward call. I turned around to find him sitting in the kitchen, holding a cup.

"Would you like some tea?" he said as he took another cup from one of the kitchen cabinets. He looked at me and I nodded. I sat on what of the stools and waited for the cup of tea. "It's only been five minutes and you're already up?" he laughed as he handed me the cup.

"I felt guilty" I blurted out; I put my head down of embarrassment. "Why would you be guilty?" he asked.

"Because you're sleeping in the couch and I'm sleeping on a comfortable queen sized bed all by myself. My bed in my apartment is single….." I replied, sort of unaware of him laughing at me already.

"Why are you laughing?" I said embarrassed.

"I've never laughed this much before I met you." He confessed. His face was serious and his eyes were filled with sincerity. Once again I felt my eyes make contact with his, it was such an intimate moment between….. friends? I don't know, but in didn't want it to end.

"You must be kidding me. right?" I said in reply.

"Of course not. You're different Bella. And I'm not just saying that because you're young, talented, and beautiful but because you're unique, in every way I think of possible." He smiled that lopsided smile I've always seen him do.

"Now, maybe you should go to sleep. We have a very tight schedule tomorrow." I bit my lip, I didn't want sleep yet. Well, truth to be told, I didn't like to sleep alone, especially in an unfamiliar environment.

"I'm scared. Could you…. Stay in the room instead?" I said embarrassed. And for what seemed like a hundredth time this day, I blushed.

"Are you sure? You wouldn't mind?" I nodded. I handed him my cup and he washed it together with his cup. "I'll go ahead." I said as I stood up and walked towards the room.

I felt my heart beat faster as I settled myself on the bed. A few minutes later Edward came in, with a shirt this time, but left nothing to imagination because it was plain gray and skin tight.

God, please don't let my sleep talking ruin everything.

A/N: thank you for reading. I'm sorry if I had spelling or grammar mistakes. Thanks again. tell me what you think, and suggest please.