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Chapter 5

"Do you ever wonder where we go after we die? Like do we go straight to heaven, or do we have to go to take a test or something that determines if we go to heaven or hell? "Edward questioned, playing with the hem of my shirt. His voice was low and it had a strange undertone in it, like he had thought of this before.

We were lying on the hood of Edward's old Volvo, staring up at the starless sky. The moon was our only light, and the sky looked like a big black canvas that seemed to run into a never-ending path of darkness. "I don't know," I shrugged. "I may not be a very religious person, but I do know that's not gonna happen when we die." I murmured. My eyes were trained on the dark sky, willing a star to magically appear.

Edward leaned on his elbow and looked down on me. His eyes were smothering, a growing inferno of jade. I wondered why he asked me a question like that. Was he fascinated with death or something? He didn't seem like the kind of person that would be into that kind of stuff.

"Why do you want to know that?" I voiced my earlier thoughts.

"I just …I just feel…" then, as though he was jolted awake from a bad dream, he sat up and stopped himself. Suddenly, angry at him for keeping secrets from me, I sat up too and pointed a finger at his nose.

"Why are you always like this? You make like you want to tell me this huge secret then you shut down," by now I had stood up and my voice had risen. "Do you not trust me? If not—"the feel of muscular arms wrapping around my body, momentarily altered my outburst. His muscular arms wrapped themselves tighter around me as my breath hitched from the feel of his big body against my own. He smelled like the woods; Dark and mysterious. Every curve of his body molted into mine like they were made especially for me; like the missing puzzle piece that didn't seem likely to fit but it did anyway.

I felt Edward breathe in the scent of my hair as he whispered desperately, "I'm sorry Bella. God, I'm so sorry to be putting you through this, but please don't give up on me. I know I'm moody sometimes and I don't always give you straight answers. I know we've only known each other since the beginning of summer but…I do trust you. I do, Bella."

With every word that left those sinfully red lips I blanched whiter and whiter. He trusted me? Instead of dwelling on these confusing thoughts, instead, I decided to just hug tighter and consume more of his addicting scent. Hoping, his muscular arms could squeeze the fear right out of my bones.

"Really, I didn't know you felt that way about me." I whispered, hoping that I didn't start something I would regret.

With eyes that seemed too wise for someone so young, Edward stared at me for a long while before speaking. " I feel like I have this connection with you, Bella. Don't ask me why or how, because I don't know. All I know is that you should change your name to Angel, because that's what I feel you are to me. My angel."

Why did it seem like every time I looked into this beautiful, sad boy's eyes and listen to the grave words that flow from his mouth, I fall deeper and deeper into his entire being?

" No, thanks, I think I'll stay with Bella. It's much more underrated," was my witty reply as Edward smirked and tucked a stray strand of brown hair behind my ear.

"I'll just call you angel in my mind then." He said quietly, turning back to stare up at the black sky.

I think I just fell even deeper.

...Hotel Heart...

" Edward seriously?" I said unbelievably as strawberry icing was smeared on my face for the tenth time. I heard a giggle and looked over to find Edward stirring the cake mix with an innocent look on his face, humming a tune like the saint he wasn't. I glared at him and wiped the sugary sweet icing off my face.

"What?" He asked with big puppy eyes as he wiped icing off my face. " You have a little icing on your face, you know." He said licking his fingers.

We were currently tackling the third thing on Edward's list, which was baking a cake. When I asked Edward why that was on his list. He said that Strawberry Cherry cake was his favorite thing to eat but it mom always made it for him. He wanted to be able to make his favorite thing to eat. Of course, I was by his side making it with him. Edward being the playful child that he is, was constantly smearing icing on my face or throwing cake batter on me.

"I wonder how it got there." I said through gritted teeth as I took a handful of cake mix out the bowl and throwing it at his hair and face when his back was turned. Edward turned back towards me with strawberry cake mix falling from his hair and into his face. I didn't even try to hide my laughter as he just stared at me with narrowed eyes. Then, before I could even make a run for it, Edward grabbed me around the waist and smeared icing all over my face and hair. I screamed, laughing at the same time, as Edward and I ran around his kitchen throwing icing at each other.

This was the most fun I'd ever had in my life. Edward made me feel young and free. He made me smile real smiles and laugh real laughs. He made me feel like a teenager. I get these butterflies and caterpillars in my stomach when I see that bright sparkle in his eyes because I somehow think that's because of me. And I never want this feeling of utter happiness to end. I just want to freeze this moment and live in it forever.

...Hotel Heart...

A few hours later after Edward and I had cleaned the mess we made and finished the cake, we were up in his room eating cake on his bed. I was lying across the bed with my head hanging over the side and my feet in Edward's lap. I felt Edward poke my stomach and I sat up to look at him, with an eyebrow raised.

He smirked when he saw my face. "You have icing on your mouth," he said reaching over and wiping the corner of my mouth softly with the pad of his thumb. Our faces were right in front of each other ,and I could see every speck of gold in his eyes and every little freckle on his nose. His eyes were on my lips and mine were on his eyes. I felt like something was about to happen that would change our worlds forever. Edward licked his lips and eyes met mine briefly.

"Bella...can I kiss you?" His breath was a soft whisper that clouded my brain. I couldn't even breathe much less speak. My unblinking eyes were trained on Edward's, afraid if I closed my eyes for one second he would disappear and I would wake up from a blissful dream. So, I could muster was a small nod that seemed to make nerves jump in my brain.

Slowly, painfully slow, Edward's pink, soft lips descended upon my own and I was awakened from my trance. Suddenly I could feel everything and nothing all at once. Hot yet cold. Smooth yet rough. Good yet bad. It all happened so fast that I can't even sort my jumbled thoughts. The only thought that I could see clearly was that Edward's lips felt completely right on mine. Was that wrong?

~~*Hotel Heart*~~

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