Let Me Love You
Chapter Fourteen
It's been a week so far since He left and so far he hasn't come back yet. Not that I was complaining of course.
Things have been going back to normal with Bella and I. We hang out everyday, sharing more about each other like before.
"So, truth or dare?" Bella asked me.
"Dare." Why the hell did I just do that?
"YES!" Bella threw her fist into the air in triumph.
"Great, I've created a monster." I muttered. Truth or dare was a game I told her about one day that I used to play with my siblings all the time when we had nothing better to do. I was surprised that Bella's never played it before, saying something about the Volturi banning it a couple hundred years ago because they had a thing about making even simple games like that violent.
"I dare you to wear a Hannah Montana wig while you jam to one of her songs. Oh, and you have to let me video tape it and upload it on Youtube yourself afterwards." She was jumping up and down so excitedly, she was starting to look like Alice.
"You're joking." I barely whispered, too shocked to talk any louder at the moment.
"Nope, now go, go, go! I saw one on Emmett's dresser the other day, and don't even ask me why he has it because you seriously don't want to know." she stopped me from questioning one of the five famous 'w's.
I began walking up the stairs glumly when I remembered something. I spun back around facing Bella but she held up a hand before I could ask.
"And don't even bother asking where I'm getting the Hannah Montana CD because I saw it in your CD collection a long time ago, so don't give me that lame excuse, 'What are you talking about? I've never seen that piece of monstrosity in my life!' because a certain little pixie's been sharing some embarrassing moments with me while you go hunting."
Damn it. God, kill me now.
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So now here I am, standing in girl's clothing with a blond wig (god, I can't even think the word without shuddering), in utter humiliation. Bella was off to the side with the video camera set up in her hand while she was setting up the stereo system, inserting the CD in.
Her finger hovered over the play button as she turned on the camera first.
"Okay, this is Edward Cullen, or should I saw Hannah Montana, singing 'Nobody's Perfect' for all you fans out there!" she looked at me and winked before saying, "3-2-1!" and pressed play. Oh god.
Well since I'm about to screw myself over, I minus well have some fun with this. So I put on a flirtatious smile and flicked my...wig-shudder- and made a strange pose I saw on one of the commercials for the TV show, eyes locked on Bella the whole time.
[I can just imagine Edward looking utterly ridiculous singling the first part xD I thought it was hilarious when Jackson (from Hannah Montana, yea I watch it, its fucking hilarious ;)) did it xD
Everybody makes mistakes... Everybody has those days... 1 2 3 4!
Everybody makes mistakes... Everybody has those days... Everybody knows what what I'm talkin' 'bout... Everybody gets that way... [x2
I was shaking and dancing like Miley Cyrus in that concert music video that Alice forced me to watch in her 'Hannah Montana obsession' stage.
Sometimes I'm in a jam
I've gotta make a plan
It might be crazy
I do it anyway
No way to know for sure
I'll figure out a cure
I'm patchin' up the holes
But then it overflows
If I'm not doin' to well
Why be so hard on my self?
[Chorus
Nobody's Perfect!
I gotta work it!
Again and again 'til I get it right
Nobody's Perfect!
You live and you learn it!
And if I mess it up sometimes...
Nobody's perfect
Sometimes I work a scheme
But then it flips on me
Doesn't turn out how I planned
get stuck in quick sand
No problem, can be solved
Once I get involved
I try to be delicate
Then crash right into it
My intentions are good
Sometimes just misunderstood
[Chorus
I was strutting around the living room by now. Hey, this is kind of fun!
...not that I'd admit it to anyone.
Nobody's perfect!
I gotta work it!
I know in time I'll find a way
Nobody's perfect!
Sometimes I fix things up
And they fall apart again
Nobody's perfect
I might mix things up
But I always get it right in the end
[Talking
Next time you feel like... it's just one of those days...
when you just can't seem to win
If things don't turn out the way you plan,
FIGURE SOMETHING ELSE OUT!
Don't stay down! Try again! YEAH!
[Singing (x2)
Everybody makes mistakes...
everybody has those days...
everybody knows what, what I'm talkin' 'bout...
everybody gets that way
Nobody's Perfect!
I gotta work it!
Again and again 'til I get it right!
Nobody's Perfect!
Ya live and ya learn it!
And if I mess it up sometimes...
Nobody's Perfect!
I gotta work it!
I know in time I'll find a way
Nobody's Perfect.
Ya live and ya learn it!
'Cause everybody makes mistakes
Nobody's Perfect!
Nobody's Perfect! No no! Nobody's Perfect!
I did the final dance move and saw Bella was blindly reaching up to the video camera, which was perched on its stand, turning it off, because she was currently on the ground laughing so hard, that no sound actually came out, while she was pounding the floor with her fist.
"That..HAHA...was...HAHA...the most...HAHA...HILARIOUS THING I'VE EVER SEEN! HAHAHAHAHA!!!" I started laughing along with her and ripped off the bizarre wig –shudder- and through it at her, landing on her face, muffling her laughs.
"Are you done yet?" I faked irritation, but secretly, I couldn't get enough of the sound of her amusement; it was like a drug, exactly my brand of heroin.
She started to calm herself down, taking in deep breaths—although the beautiful smile was still in place, big enough for the world to see—before answering.
"Okay, okay, I'm good. Let's go!" she zoomed past me to my desktop in my room and turned on the screen. She opened up the site and logged in.
"You have an account?" I raised my eyebrows, curious.
"Well yeah, don't you know a lot of celebrities have their own account these days? It's where they first post their new music videos and what not." She giggled at what I'm sure, was my odd uncomprehending expression.
"They do?"
"Yeah! Jeez Edward, you need to get out more!" she playfully punched me in the arm.
"Ouch!" I feigned hurt. "I do not! It's not my fault I don't hold much interest in the human's media world." I shrugged. It was true, why pay attention to all that nonsense when you're just wasting your life—well time in my case—and could be doing things more in your interest such as talking you your siblings (or Bella), playing the piano (for Bella), reading classics (or whatever Bella's reading), or even as far as shopping (with Bella, of course).
She looked at me in deep thought, as if she was contemplating something, and then had a look as if she was irritated.
"What's wrong? Are you mad at me?"
"Oh, no, just thinking. It has nothing to do with you, well sort of, but its mostly just me." She tried to laugh it off, but you could hear the reluctance in this laugh; it was unlike her usual carefree one, which confused me. I shrugged it off when I realized she wasn't going to let me in on what was running through her mind, so I just turned back to the camera.
I grimaced as I plugged the electronic contraption (that was the cause of my misery) into my computer and loaded it on, before loading it onto the sight.
After a few minutes, views and comment alerts started popping up.
We opened some of them—since there were already 50 and still counting—just for the fun of it, and read through them quickly.
A lot of them were similar such as 'that guy's still hot, even with the wig ;)', 'LMFAO THAT WAS FUCKING HILARIOUS! GOOD JOB, KEEP IT UP!', 'OMG, I LOVE YOU BELLA!', and you can't forget the usual 'omfg what a fagg, you just wasted a good 3 minutes of my life buddy'. Did these silly humans not have anything better to do that watch videos on the internet? [Sometimes not xD
"Well now that were done with...my dare it's your turn." I smirked, as Bella's face dropped so quickly, it was hard for even my quick eyes to catch, "truth or dare?"
"Truth." She blurted out so fast; I don't even think she thought about the answer.
"Hm..." I put my index finger and thumb to my chin, stroking it mockingly in thought, just to add to her torture, which was working by the way. She had become paler then I thought possible, thoughts I'm sure were running through her mind at the most embarrassing question I could possibly ask. "Do you really love Shane?"
"I-I..."
[I was going to leave it there but I decided to add a little more xD
"...Edward, I-"
I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic
You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation
Come on, Barbie, let's go party-
Bella quickly slid her phone open while I, once again today, raised my eyebrows at the ringtone. She mouthed 'I didn't do it!' before speaking into the phone.
"Hello?" Bella answered with her brows furrowed at who could possibly be calling.
Damn phone. I was so close to finding out her answer!
I listened in on her side of the conversation, not wanting to intrude incase it was supposed to be private.
"Oh...I see...I guess I can...you sure?...Yeah okay...okay, I'll be there, bye."
"Who was that?"
"Oh it was..."
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NOW I leave it there MWAHAHA xD Can you guess who it was? What they were calling her for? Hehe, I'd love to here all you guesses and opinions :) Oh, and I forgot to say this in the last chapter, but I was surprised NONE of you guys guessed right on who was at the entrance :O I'm shocked! You should be ashamed of yourselves, I wouldn't make it THAT obvious! Nah, I'm joking, but I was pretty surprised xD
Sorry for not updating earlier, I was pretty busy. It's like all of a sudden, there were these tests I had to study for, and homework given to review for the tests! -.-" it was torture! Ok, well not really, but I hated it LOL and yesterday I went skiing for a field trip, and it was a little creepy cause a lot of people there were staring at me...well more like my hair (not that I noticed, my friend just kept telling me every time it happened...I'm not exactly that observant with this kinda stuff which is weird cause I notice the littlest things like what earrings or shoes a girl's wearing...don't even ask why I do that, I'm just weird like that xD) like they've never seen hair like mine before (it's KINDA like Avril Lavigne's old hair style with the blond on the top and black on the bottom except I have my natural black/dark brownish hair color on top, a layer of 'shocking blue' (but some of it washed out in the front so it looks like a shade scale going from green in the front, to light blue, to dark blue in the back) and then blond on the bottom underneath layer (but sometimes you can't really see it since its at the very bottom layer, unless i have my hair up or I shift my hair around enough). I just thought that was kinda weird since there's a lot of punk/emo people with waaaaaay cooler hair styles with a million different colors LOL. One girl even stared at me with her mouth dropped O.o good thing i didn't notice cause i might have 'accidentally' been rude enough to give her a 'wtf?' look; it's not my fault, it's like a reflex to me xD. Even the guy that deals with one of the chair lifts called it 'racing colored hair' or something like that while I was just like okay...sure...HAHA he even started talking to be about it when I came back down xD Okay anyway, back to the present. The reason I updated today was because...
IT'S A SNOW DAY:D I was jumping for joy (ok, I wasn't but I was cheering and pumping my fists into the air) when I fount out! I'll update again tomorrow if it's another snow day because it's supposed to snow even more tonight (hopefully cuz I have a French test then xD), or I'll just update Friday if I get enough reviews. I'd update tomorrow but if it really isn't a snow day, my friends are supposed to come over for a movie marathon kinda thing after school hehe okay, well I'll update either those days if I get 15-20 reviews for this chapter :)
Check ya later!