It's like one in the morning in good old New York, so I decided to finish up chapter 11!

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Chapter 11: Pleasant Dreams

Bella – POV

The kiss did not last long enough. Although, I am sure we were standing there for a sufficient amount of time. We both pulled away, breathless, and stared off into each other's eyes. His green eyes were identical sparkling emeralds containing happiness, relief, and love. But mostly love.

Could he really love me? His words kept swirling around in my mind. I was his motivation to get rid of his girlfriend. What made me so special? Of course, I don't care. He wanted me, and he still does. I could tell that, that was not going to change anytime soon. Even though it was not even a probable possibility in my book.

Everything felt very surreal, and dreamlike. During the kiss, the rest of the world melted away like a Salvador Dali painting. The only things that were clear just so happened to be the both of us. I wonder if he felt it like that too…

By now, I was waiting for a stupid telephone to ring in the background and wake me up or even Alice shaking me awake, but nothing of that sort happened. It was me, and Edward, down the street from Starbucks, enduring in the single most magnificent event in my entire twenty-one year old life.

My mind is not that creative.

And that was quite sad, seeing as I was an aspiring songwriter. Isn't that one of the requirements? A creative mind? Oh well, I gave it a shot.

He smiled his signature crooked grin. I couldn't help but smile as well. He reached down and pressed his lips softly to my forehead. "Bella…" He whispered. Edward took my hand in his and we began to walk toward his work. I focused on my feet, right foot, left foot, right foot, left foot. Tripping now would just simply ruin everything.

He held open the door for me, as we both walked in. I was greeted once more by the smell of coffee beans. But this time they smelled better, Edward made all my five senses tingle.

Alice and Emmett were both innocently looking at Emmett's magazine, chattering away about an unknown subject. They ignored us as we both entered the Starbucks. I knew this meant that they had seen the whole thing. I felt the blush enter my cheeks, as my face became at least ten degrees hotter. The two of them turned around to face Edward and me, huge smiles plastered on their faces. Yes, they definitely saw the entire thing.

"It's about time!" Emmett boomed with a loud laugh. "Bella, you made the kid almost fifteen minutes late for work!"

My blushed deepened as Edward put a comforting arm around me. "It's alight," He whispered smoothly into my ear, his velvety voice sending chills down my spine. "I don't mind at all."

His loving gaze captured all of my attention. I didn't hear Alice shouting at me at first.

"Bella!" She yelled for the about the tenth time.

I turned to face her. "Huh?" My voice was dazed.

"We should let Edward get to work…and you have to come with me to that important thing I was telling you about." She said with her high soprano voice. I had no idea what she was talking about, but the tone in her voice was suggesting to just go along with it.

Edward leaned down and brushed his lips against my own. In the background, I heard some cat calls made my Emmett. I felt my face turn a deeper shade of crimson. Edward cupped my face in his hands. "I get off at seven tonight," He said. "Would you like to accompany me to dinner?"

A big smile played on my lips. "I would love to."

"You know, I'm sure it would be more romantic if I pick you up from your apartment…rather than you meeting me here…"

I took his hint and gave him my apartment address and number. He kissed me softly once more before he checked in, and Alice dragged me outside.

"Oh! My! God!" She shouted so the whole city could hear. "I'm so glad I spied on you! I would be going crazy right now if I didn't see everything!"

"Gee Alice, thanks for the privacy." I said sarcastically, but it didn't have the same effect because I still had a big smile on my face. It was as if it was permanently painted on there.

"Oh, I know the perfect outfit you can wear tonight, and you should curl your hair with a curling iron, then stick it up in a clip, you know, like half up half down, and then have little wisps of hair dangling…and we could curl those too, and I can get you come shoes and a matching bag…and maybe you can wear that red dress that I saw last week at that store next to the apple store, I always forget the name of if cause it's such a mouthful and oh my god you need to start getting ready right now, oh please Bella, say you'll let me help, I'm going to make you look like a supermodel!" Alice talked so fast the only words I actually heard were 'dangling', 'apple' and 'supermodel'.

"What?" I asked.

"Please let me help you get ready!" She begged. Alice was definitely an expert in this category. I could not deny that. And I sure as hell know that I would look much better if she used me as her own personal guinea pig Barbie doll. Edward would be happy, Alice would be happy, then I would be happy.

"Sure, Alice." I obliged. "You can help me get dressed."

She squealed then grabbed my arm and dragged me towards her penthouse.

After Alice completed with my hair and make-up, we rushed back over to my apartment to get me dressed in the 'most fabulous outfit that Latte Boy will ever see' as Alice called it. I found it funny how we both just joked around and still referred to Edward as the latte boy. It made my nerves ease, not by much though.

I looked over myself in the mirror. Alice curled my hair in perfect ringlets. Half of my brown was pushed back in a small clip, and wisps of hair came down on the sides of my face. My make-up looked like a professional had done it. Not that it looked overdone, but it really made everything more pronounced. My body was covered in a silky navy blue tank top that showed minimal cleavage. Alice said I didn't want to look like trash. My legs were covered in dark skinny jeans. They made my legs look longer, giving the illusion that I was taller. On my feet were dark blue flats. Alice lent me a clutch purse of hers that matched everything. I could have cried right now, but I would probably get myself yelled at for smearing my mascara.

Alice remained at a post watch by the window. Her little hazel eyes peered outside to the busy street. I focused on my breathing.

The first time he asked me out, it was not a date. That was made quite clear. However, tonight was different. I had no idea what to expect. I have never actually been on an actual date before. Where would he take me? Am I too overdressed? What if he thinks my hair looks stupid?

"Bella, you really shouldn't be so nervous. You heard him as well as I did, he is totally in love with you. You look perfect. All you need to do is just need to relax. I'm sure you will be fine tonight, I could see the way he was looking at you, it was like you were the only source of light in his eyes." Alice said, turning around.

"You mean that?" I asked. My voice was barely above a whisper.

"Cross my heart, and kiss my elbow!" Alice giggled. She glanced out the window. "Oh! Here he comes!"

"Oh god!" I screamed. "I'm not ready!" I ran into the bathroom and shut the door.

Of course, Alice to the rescue. "Bella! Get out! You are ready."

As soon as I opened the bathroom door, there was a sharp knock at the door. "Hide!" I whispered frantically as I starting going into a state of panic. Alice ducked behind the futon. I wondered why she didn't just go into the bathroom. Another knock snapped some sense into me.

I ran, and tripped, to the door and threw it open. There stood Latte Boy, I mean Edward, looking positively godlike. His hair wasn't as messy as usual, but it was still untidy. The green shirt he wore made his eyes stand out phenomenally. I couldn't help at smile at the bouquet of red, white, and pink roses he held in his hand. His smile was gorgeous and his teeth gleamed brightly. "For you" He said, coolly, holding out the bouquet.

I took it graciously from him. "Thank you. They're beautiful." I said, admiring them.

"Of course, the poor flowers could never compare to the heavenly beauty that is standing before me." His eyes focused on mine. Oh jeez, he is dazzling me…again.

I blushed at his compliment. "I'm going to go…uhh…put these in water…" I stumbled over my words. "You can come in if you want." I said quickly.

He nodded once before stepping inside. He immediately gave his attention toward my orange cat lying on the counter. "Hey there little guy." He said softly petting him.

"His name is Stewie." I told him, while getting out an old vase I had picking up dust under the sink. I cleaned it off and placed the flowers in it. They were perfect, just like him.

"ACHOO!"

Someone sneezed from behind my futon. My eyes widened with horror. Edward stopped playing with Stewie and stared at me. "What was that?"

"I…uhh…don't know?" I was a very bad liar, so acting dumb was the dumbest thing I could come up with.

As if on cue, Alice stepped out from behind the futon. "Oh! Here's my contact lens…let me go clean this off…" She said before sprinting into the bathroom.

"I'm sure that's a sign to leave…" I said, cautiously.

He let out a joyous chuckle. "Yes, let's go."

He led me down the stairs and to the outside. He hailed down a cab with the classic New York whistle.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"It's a surprise." He said climbing in the cab. He whispered the address to the driver so I couldn't hear. I honestly hated surprises. But this is Edward, his surprise couldn't be too bad. Unless he spent a lot of money on this. I'd rather him not splurge on me.

The cab driver drove through the theatre district then down towards the docks. The only time I had been at this side of the city was when I was first here and was dying to see the Statue of Liberty.

We pulled up to our destination. Edward covered my eyes with a small scarf from his jacket pocket before I could see exactly where we were. "Edward," I whined like a child. "I'm going to trip!"

"I'll never let you fall." He whispered.

And I know he meant it.

He uncovered my eyes and I gasped.

In front of me was a huge party boat. On the top deck there was a table with two chairs set up with candles everywhere. In the corner, there was a small band set up. All along the side of the boats were twinkle lights that shined perfectly with the twilight sky.

"Edward…" I was still in shock. "This must have cost a fortune."

"My friend, Paul, works for the company who owns the boat, he owed me some favors…I got a discount." He explained. "And don't worry about it, you deserve nothing but the best, and that is what I am giving you." I didn't even want to think about how much extra it cost him to pull this on such short notice. His friend, Paul, must have owed him a pretty large favor.

He helped me onto the boat and led me up the stairs to the top deck. On the floor, there were scattered rose petals everywhere. He held out my chair for me before sitting across from me.

"I can't believe you did this for me." I said with a grin on my face as I felt the boat take off from the dock. "It's…so wonderful."

"You are very welcome." He said reaching across the table and holding my small hand in his large one. He turned his head toward the band and gestured them to begin with a nod.

"A band too?" I asked in disbelief.

"Actually, that is my 'band'." He said using his fingers to make quotation marks.

"Really?" I said, intrigued. He did mention a band before. I just remembered about it now. He only mentioned that they weren't serious. Just a small hobby. I looked over. They all looked about my age, except for one kid who looked a few years younger. They were all very tall. All of their skin tones ranged from dark tan to light tan. All darker than Edward's pale complexion.

The band started with soft guitar chords. It sounded like a sweet love song. There were no words, just the smooth music.

A waiter came out and offered us some champagne. "Wow, you really went all out."

"Like I said, you deserve the nothing but the entity of the world." He said, not taking spoiled his eyes off mine.

"Not that all of this isn't amazing or anything, but you really didn't need to do all this for me, I'm not that special." I said, casting my eyes downaward.

"Ah, but that is where you are wrong, my Bella." He said, smirking. "And as for doing things for you, well, be prepared to be rotten."

"You really don't need to spoil me."

"But I want to, Bella." He pushed. "An angel such as yourself deserves it."

I couldn't help but blush. I have been doing a lot of that today. I suppose that was just the effect that Edward had on me.

Our dinner arrived and we ate, discussing things about ourselves. I learned his full name was Edward Anthony Masen Cullen. His was currently studying to be a doctor, like his adoptive father. He owns a silver Volvo which he never drives because of the slow traffic. He also composes his own music.

Soon, we just started asking the most random and pointless questions we could think of. Favorite color. Most ridiculous Olympic sport in our opinion. When was the last time we went ice-skating? The answer for that from me was never. If I couldn't walk across a flat surface without tripping over, then how on earth am I suppose to balance on those thin blades, and on ice too!

"I'll have to take you ice skating one day." He told me.

"No way, I'll fall." I objected.

"I will hold your hand the entire time." He vowed.

"You promise you won't let go?"

"I promise with all my heart." A snort was heard from the direction of the band. The biggest of the guys slapped another one on the back of his head. This caused me to erupt into a fit of giggles. "Paul always knows how to ruin the moment." Edward muttered.

"I resent that!" The guy, whom I was guessing was Paul, shot back.

Edward ignored his remark, stood up, and held his hand out to me. "Would you like to accompany me to the dance floor?"

"…I can't dance."

"Don't worry, it's all in the leading." He reassured.

I reluctantly gave him my hand and he lead me to a section of the deck reserved for a dance floor. The background music was soft, so he began to slow dance with me. I kept my entire concentration on my feet, hoping not to step on his own feet.

The night carried on perfectly. Edward surely made sure of that. Every now and then, one of his friends would make a sarcastic remark, other than that, it was the most romantic evening in my life.

"You look tired." Edward observed.

"You danced with me too much." I said with a yawn.

"We're almost at the dock; I have a taxi waiting for us as we speak."

After the boat was docked, he carried me, on a piggy back ride, to the cab. Around fifteen minutes later we were back outside of my apartment. Edward offered to walk me upstairs.

"Tonight was the most amazing night I have ever had." I told him as we reached my door. "Thank you so much."

"It was my pleasure, Miss Swan." He replied while kissing my hand. I let out a small laugh at his act of courtesy. He let my hand drop as he pulled me into a heated kiss. It was just as magical as the kiss we shared earlier this day. This time I felt like I as floating on a cloud. Edward moved his hands to my lower back as he pulled me closer to him. I wrapped my fingers in his messy hair as our mouths moved in harmony.

He pulled away sooner than I would have liked. "Pleasant dreams, Bella." He kissed me once more before departing down the stairs.

With the surreal feeling of this entire night, I already felt like I was in a pleasant dream.

And it was pleasant dreams that awaited me as I slept.

Aww, how sweet!

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Goodnight...I wish everyone pleasant dreams...of Edward.