Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the Twilight characters, Stephenie Meyer does. I also don't own any musical works that might make an appearance.
Author's Note: I didn't say it last time, so I'm saying it this time. Bring out the tissues and getting ready to "awe". I won't say too much, I'll save everything for the end.
Oh and just as a small note this chapter may get a bit confusing, just know and remember everything is in italics.
:D
Oh and I guess...Happy Easter you guys!
EPOV:
"You know, this stupid! I should've known you were going to do something like this," Bella complained as she tried to lift the blindfold from her eyes. "I still can't believe you sabotaged my car so I couldn't drive home."
The entire drive home Bella had been complaining. I picked her up and immediately tied the blindfold around her eyes. She spent a good five minutes yelling and complaining to me about how I planned it all, sabotaged her car all for the sake of Valentine's Day. When I told her not to worry and tried to reassure her that it's a good surprise, she started going on and on about how she hated surprises and how I should know better.
Oh, but I did know better.
But where's the fun in doing what you know? You should take risks once and awhile.
"Well, I had to do what I had to do," I chuckled, placing my hands over her eyes just in case she decided to cheat. Carefully I led her out of the car and up the walkway to the house. "Besides you really didn't think I had a full day at the spa and a simple dinner planned for you. Where's the adventure in that? Come on, Bella, you know me better than that."
"Edward! You didn't have to do anything that special for Valentine's Day. You know how much I think this holiday is overrated. You know that!" Bella exclaimed as she tried to take my hands off her eyes.
I unlocked the door and pushed it open still trying to keep my hands over Bella's eyes.
"This is absurd, Edward," Bella exclaimed, "I know where we are. We're at the house, big surprise, Edward. You didn't need to sabotage my car to take me home. We're going to dinner later anyways."
"How do you know that, Bella? What makes you believe that we're going somewhere for dinner?"
"Because you said…"
"I said nothing of the sorts, Bella," I smirked.
She squirmed trying to weasel her way out of my grip. All the while still trying to take my hands off her eyes.
"Nope. Nice try, Bella. You're not ruining the surprise!" I said pulling her hands down from her eyes. I led her out to the patio of her, well our, house. "Now be a good girl and play along. Otherwise you won't get your dinner let alone your dessert."
"Oh I'm scared. You're a growing boy, Edward, eventually you're going to have to eat."
"Aren't you the smart one today?"
"Well, what can I say, I spent the entire day getting pampered, I had time to think," she flirted.
The minute I opened the French doors that led the backyard I was breathless.
Alice did a good job.
With a little help from Alice, the backyard was completely transformed. There were white twinkling lights strung around the trees. The grass was covered in tea lights in small, simple glass bowls. In the middle of the grass sat two chairs, to the side of one of the chairs was my guitar.
"Edward, can I take the blindfold yet?" Bella whined. I laughed, carefully untying the ends of the blindfold, letting the silk material fall from Bella's eyes.
She gasped as her hand flew to cover her mouth. She was surprised, she liked it.
"You like?" I asked.
"Edward…" was all she said.
I took her hand and led her to the chairs. I motioned for her to sit down. I patted the pocket of my slacks. The square box that I made a habit of carrying around the past couple of days was still there. I took a seat on the chair directly across for her and took her hands in mind.
"Bella, I wanted to get you something special for Valentine's Day. It's our first together, our first of hopefully many more to come. I searched all over for the perfect gift. When I couldn't find it I resorted to the thing I know best." I released her hands and picked up the guitar.
"Oh Edward," she whispered as a tear fell from her cheek. She quickly wiped it.
I flashed her that crooked smile she loved so much, took a deep breath and started to strum the opening chords that I'd spent so many hours the past two weeks learning.
I could do this. It's just Bella. Right, just Bella…
I wanna make you smile,Whenever you're sad.
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad.
All I wanna do,
Is grow old with you.
I sat in the waiting room at The Riverside Church on Riverside Drive alongside the Hudson River, in New York City. I was a little nervous, no take that back, I was a lot nervous.
Although, I had every right to be nervous, I was getting married today. My wedding was a little over the top for my taste, but Tanya was the one planning I just tagged along giving my two cents here and there.
I loved Tanya and whatever Tanya wanted I would do everything in my power to give it to her. I mean the one way to keep the Bridezilla at bay was to give her what she wants. That's the number one rule of getting married. Whatever the bride wants, the bride gets, right?
I was messing with my tie when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" I yelled.
I heard the door creak open and I looked into the mirror in front of me to see who walked in the door. I smiled when I saw the person who was peeking their head through the door. I turned around and watched as Bella hobbled into the room her hands resting on her stomach.
Bless her heart, here was my best friend, seven months pregnant in New York, for my wedding, as a bridesmaid. Her and Jacob flew into JFK last night. I didn't even get a chance to see her before now. Seeing her now made me realize just how much I missed her. How much I missed having my best friends with me in New York.
I remember the conversation I had several months ago with Tanya about having Bella in our wedding. At first she was a little hesitant about having a huge, pregnant lady in her bridal party, but I reminded her Bella was my best friend. I didn't ask for too much, I let her go all out for the wedding, the least she could do was have my best friends in our wedding.
So a compromise was made. Bella, Alice and Rosalie were in her bridal party, in exchange for Garrett, Demetri, and James, her cousins, as my groomsmen.
Convincing Bella to do it was the hard part. She complained for days about being fat and ugly in a hideous bridesmaid dress. She pulled out every excuse in the book, but eventually she gave in and here she was at my wedding, as a bridesmaid.
"Bella!" I exclaimed as I pulled her into my arms for a hug.
She giggled. "Edward, you look amazing!" she said looking me up and down. Her hands immediately went for my tie, pulling at it. "After all these years, you still can't manage to tie a tie Edward?"
"What can I say? No one ties a double Windsor knot like you, Bella. You look amazing, Bella. Pregnancy looks good on you. I can definitely see that pregnancy glow," I complimented.
"I look like a fat pink whale," She exclaimed folding her arms over her chest.
Her dress was beautiful on her though. It had two inch straps with a scoop neckline and an empire waist, made of beautiful pink satin. It fit her perfectly and the material rolled over her stomach gracefully. The top half of her hair was pulled back into a simple clip, she had curls framing her face and the bottom was cascading down her back in lovely curls.
"Bella, you don't look like a fat pink whale," I chuckled. "You look beautiful."
"You're laughing at me? At least I don't look like a penguin!" she spat back slapping my chest playfully.
There was my best friend.
"Thank you for coming," I said sincerely. I looked at Bella and she had tears forming in her eyes. I walked over to her and wiped the tear that fell down her cheek.
"Bella, why are you crying?"
"You're getting married today! And I look like a giant whale!" she exclaimed.
It was the hormones talking, I just knew it.
"Aw, Bells, it happens to the best of us. You got married. Pretty soon Jasper will get over himself and ask Alice to marry him. Then we just have to pair Rosalie and Emmett off with someone and we'll all be married. We can start a married club!" I said.
"Oh Edward it won't be the same. You're my favorite best friend and now that you're married I'm afraid Tanya will steal you away from us," She said as a few stray tears fell from her eyes. I pulled my hand up to her cheek and wiped the tears away.
"Bella, you promised you wouldn't cry," I said remembering the conversation we had a couple days ago.
"I know I did, but I just can't help it," she sniffled trying to fight back the tears.
"Bella, you're a married woman. We would still see each other all the time if I lived out there in Washington with the rest of you. Don't you worry one bit about it." I was the only one out of the five of us who still lived in New York. I was going to medical school out here before moving back. "Tanya isn't going to stop me from seeing you. Jacob doesn't stop you, does he?"
"No, but that's different. Jake is Jake. Tanya, is well, Tanya," she exclaimed.
I couldn't help but laugh. I knew deep down Tanya wasn't Bella's favorite person, but because she cared about me she tolerated Tanya. She put on a happy face and welcomed her into our group with open arms.
"Bella, I promise you. I won't let Tanya steal me away from you guys, okay? I'll do everything in my power that I can," I said as I wiped another tear from her eyes. "Now, stop crying. Alice will kill you if you mess up your make up."
She laughed.
"There you go Bella. Be happy! This is a happy day, I'm getting married," I exclaimed. The corners of her lips perked up forming a smile.
"Congratulations, Edward. You'll make Tanya a very happy woman," She said. "She's lucky."
There was a soft knock on the door right before it creaked open. Jacob stuck his head in.
"Bells, Alice and Rose are looking for you," he said before glancing over at me. "Congrats man, welcome to the club!"
I looked down at Bella. "Go see them. I'll see you after the wedding. Cheer up."
She nodded her head and kissed me softly on the cheek.
"Congratulations again Edward. Save me a dance?"
"Of course, I'll save a dance for the both of you," I whispered as I placed my hand on her stomach. She giggled softly and smiled. "Thank you for coming by the way." I added giving her a quick hug before she turned and left.
I'll get you medicine,
When your tummy aches.
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks.
Oh it could be so nice,
Growin' old with you.
"Edward?" Bella said as she walked into my room.
We had all just graduated from college. She had just gotten married to Jacob right after graduation. Just a few weeks ago she announced to everyone she was pregnant.
Honeymoon baby, of course.
The moment those words "I'm pregnant" left her mouth the cracks and jokes from Emmett about a honeymoon baby came gushing out.
Her and Jacob were packing up their room in the town home we all shared in New York. They were moving back to Washington. Sadly, Bella was going to be the first of us to leave the city we'd all learned to call "home". It was only a time before everyone started to leave as well.
I looked up from my laptop that was sitting on my lap. Bella was leaning against the door with a grim look on her face. She was clutching her stomach.
"Bella what's wrong?" I asked worried. I placed my laptop on the bed and walked over to comfort her.
I wrapped my arms around her pulling her in tightly. I knew that hugs made Bella feel better, they always did.
"I don't feel good," she pouted. I chuckled. "It's like now that I've announced to the world I'm pregnant morning sickness has decided to pay a visit. Except that it's not morning sickness, it's all day, every day sickness."
"When was the last time you ate?"
She stopped to think a moment, pulling her body away from mine. Next thing I knew her hand flew over her mouth as she started to get a queasy, panicked look on her face.
"Bella, are you okay?" I asked.
She let out a small burp.
"Ugh, I think so, I felt like I was gonna lose it just then."
"Please don't," I chuckled. "I love you and everything, Bella, but I'd appreciate it if you don't puke all over me."
"Sorry," she offered an apologetic smile, "To answer your question, I think the last time I ate was a half an hour ago, but I just got out of the bathroom throwing it all up. I can't eat anything now without throwing it up, except water. Well-" She paused. "-come to think of it, even that doesn't stay down sometimes," she complained.
I laughed. She picked her head off my chest and smacked me.
"Edward Cullen that was rude!" she yelled.
"Isabella Marie Black, that was uncalled for," I spat back a smile on my face.
"Well you're disobeying the rules."
"The rules?" I asked.
"The don't-be-mean-to-the-pregnant-lady rules," She explained.
"Bella, you're being absurd. But oh great pregnant one you came to me looking for help. What is it that I can do for you, madam?" I said sarcastically.
A sharp stinging feeling shot up my arm. Bella had slapped my arm this time.
"Ow! What gives Bells?" I said rubbing the spot she slapped on my arm.
"It's the hormones, Edward, they made me do it," her eyes twinkled with sincerity. Sincere my ass. "But I do need your fantastic assistance," she smirked.
"Sure blame it on the hormones. What can I do for you?"
"Well, I'm having a major writing splurge and I can't leave right now in fear I'll loose my mojo. I'm starving and I feel the craving for some pizza from the deli down the block and I was wondering…" she said a smile on her face. She started to twirl her hair in between her fingers.
"Fine, pepperoni?" I questioned, double checking in case she had some absurd craving.
"Yes please! With pineapple and bell peppers! Oh and get something for you too," she said slipping a twenty in my hand. She quickly turned on her heels and walked back down the hallway to her room.
"Oh Bella?" I yelled out. She stuck her head out of the room.
"Yeah?"
"I'll pick you up some Sprite and Pepto, oh and some saltines while I'm at it. God only knows you're little tummy will need it later," I said. She shot me a death glare and smiled.
"Thanks Eddie. You're a doll!" she blew me a kiss and disappeared back in her room.
I'll miss you, kiss you,
Give you my coat when you are cold.
Need you, Feel you.
"Hey Edward," Bella said as she plopped down next to me on the bench in front of the cafeteria.
It was our senior year in high school. It was smack dab in the middle of December, it had snowed overnight, and the ground was now covered in a beautiful white blanket of snow. The entire day was filled with plans to go sledding after school.
I looked over at Bella who was trying to hide her shivering. Bella had fell under one of Alice's tirades of Bella Barbie and was now sitting next to me in jeans and a simple powder blue off the shoulder sweater, which was sheer. Alice must have been feeling nice because she let her have a camisole underneath and really thin scarf, which wound tightly around her neck.
"What's up, Bells?" I said as I placed my arm around her shoulder. When my fingers touched her shoulders I noticed her skin was ice cold. "Bella, aren't you freezing?"
"Beauty takes sacrifice, Edward," she said mocking Alice, rolling her eyes.
"My ass it takes sacrifice. What happens when you catch a cold and your nose is red and blotchy? Oh and then you have bags under your eyes cause you can't sleep cause you're having trouble breathing or when you miss a week of school because you're sick at home with pneumonia. What then, huh?" I asked. Bella laughed.
"I'm just stating what Ms. Alice told me. I begged for her not do this today of all days. I even tried to bribe her with a shopping trip. No such luck," She explained.
I started to shrug my jacket off my shoulder but Bella's cold hand stopped me.
"Edward, please, it's okay, I'm fine," She pleaded. "You'll be cold. I'm already cold, it's okay. I'm used to it."
"Nonsense, you're taking my jacket. I don't need my best friend getting sick before Christmas," I said pulling my jacket completely off and draping it around her shoulder.
She sighed sounding defeated.
"Thanks Edward. What would I do without you?" she asked as she slipped her arms through my sleeves and pulled the jacket closed. I laughed at the way my jacket practically ate her. (
"Well, for starters you would freeze to death," I smirked. "Come here."
I held my arms out for her and she pulled her body close to me. I wrapped my arms around her and rubbed her body to try and produce body heat.
"You're a good guy, Edward. The girl you find to make your wife will be a lucky one. Mark my words. You know how to make a girl happy. A happy wife makes for a happy husband," she said with a smirk as she winked and nudged me in the chest with her elbow.
"Bella!" I exclaimed.
"What? Stop being such a prude, Edward," she laughed. "You know it's true. You've so much of that damned Cullen charm and charisma."
"Well what can I say, the ladies love Edward Cullen. Can't get enough of me," I boasted.
"Hey now. I just meant it in a way saying that you're a nice guy and any girl would be stupid to let you go."
Even let you hold the remote control.
So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink.
"Bella, love let me get that," I said standing up from the table grabbing her plate in the process.
"Edward, you don't have to clean up. It's bad enough that you spent all afternoon cooking me dinner," she complained. "You know I hate it when you go out of your way for me."
I looked back at her as I placed the dishes in the sink and walked back over to her.
She was right, I spent the entire afternoon slaving over the stove cooking for her. It had been two weeks since our big secret was revealed at breakfast and ever since then Bella's been acting as if a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders. We could finally be together. Our little group was complete.
"It's nothing Bella, really. But if you'll remember correctly I had help remember? Leilah is an amazing cook," I announced.
"Of course she is. That is when she's not eating everything you cook before you can even put it down on the plate," Bella said with a chuckle. "I guess she gets that from her Uncle Emmett."
I kissed her sweetly before returning to the sink.
I started scrubbing the plates with soap and then I felt a pair of arms snake around my waist.
"Let me help you, please," she pleaded. Her fingers playing with the hem of my shirt. I couldn't see her face, but I knew that she had a mischievous grin on her face.
"No. This is your night, I'm not letting you lift a finger. Go upstairs and take a bath. Alice bought you some bubbles and stuff. Take advantage of Leilah spending the night over with my sister. I know I will," I said with a smirk.
When I first had the idea to do something nice for Bella, I went to Alice. She was more than willing to help. She helped with the groceries for the dinner I made, bought Bella some bubbles and oils for her bath and even offered to watch Leilah for the night. I was starting to like the idea of our relationship being out in the open.
"You're being ridiculous Edward. But I'll obey. I'm sure I can find someone to thank you later." She said. She placed a quick kiss on the back of my neck and walked away.
"Oh, I plan on it," I smirked out loud.
"Don't think I didn't hear that, Mr. Cullen!" Bella's voice echoed through the house.
Put you to bed when you've had too much to drink.
Oh, I could be the man,
Who grows old with you.
"Eddie! Lookie, Lookie meet my friend, the good ol' Captain!" she exclaimed as she held up an almost empty bottle of Captain Morgan. That bottle, the last time I saw it was more than halfway full. She took one last swig off the bottle.
I take that back. A now empty bottle of Captain Morgan.
She stumbled in her attempt to step towards me. Luckily, I was able to catch her before she fell flat on the floor.
I looked up at Emmett and Jasper who were sitting on the couch laughing. They reached over and gave each other a high five.
"Come on, Bells, let's get you to the couch," I said helping her over to the living room. Managing to get her to the couch where she practically collapsed on the cushions.
"Emmie, wiiilllll you hand me my driiiiink!" Bella slurred as Emmett handed her the glass that was sitting on the coffee table.
"Here ya go, Bells," He said as she took the glass from him taking a sip. She turned her attention to the TV. She started laughing at whatever was on.
Oh, lord.
I turned my head towards Jasper and Emmett who were snickering. I shot them a glare, they both threw their arms up in surrender.
"What is going on here?" I hissed.
"Well you see…" Jasper started to explain, before Emmett took over.
"We got home and Bella was sitting here crying on the couch. Apparently she failed her final in one of her classes today and was heart broken. Something about her GPA, working hard on some research paper, I didn't quite catch the rest of it. Nobody likes a sad Bella. So, Jasper and I thought we could help," Emmett explained.
"It was only meant to be a few drinks. Started off with a beer, then a glass of wine. Then Bella found her way into the hard liquor in the cabinet," Jasper added. "She started with tequila making innocent margaritas while singing 'Margaritaville'. Then she ditched the mix and the ice. She called it a party with Jimmy, Jack and Jose. Then, she found the good ol' Captain and it was down hill after that."
"Waaasssttiing away agggaain in Margarrrittaville…" Bella sang loudly, off key might I had.
"You both know how she gets. She's a light weight, she can't handle her liquor. I can't believe you two. Where's Jacob?" I questioned. All we needed was Jacob to be upset when he came home to a drunk, passed out girlfriend.
Emmett laughed. "Well you see he's still at work."
"Does he know that you two got his girlfriend plastered?" I asked.
"Oh, I called Jakey hours ago." she brought her hand up and swatted the air in front of her."And for the reccccord I'm not plastered. I'm perfectly cohhhherent!" Bella said matter-of-factly.
I smiled and turned back to Emmett and Jasper.
"How long as she been drinking?" I questioned. Emmett starred into space, obviously trying to figure it out. Jasper started counting on his fingers.
"Well, we got home from class about three hours ago," Jasper announced.
"Three Hours?! Oh god, she's going to hate you two in the morning," I said walking over to Bella.
"Bells, come on let's get you to bed. The sooner you sleep it off the better. Have you eaten?" I asked taking the glass from her hand.
"Yup!" she said popping the 'p'. "We had pizza rolls!" she exclaimed. "Eddie, my head feels heavy." She threw her hands over her head and groaned.
"Alright, let's get you to bed, missy," I said helping her up. She leaned her body into mine as I supported all her dead weight.
We some how managed to make it up the stairs to Bella's room and I pulled the covers down off her bed. She immediately laid down and snuggled up to her pillow. I pulled the covers back up over her and smiled.
"Thank you, Edddie. You're the bestest!" She mumbled before closing her eyes and drifting to sleep.
I walked over to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and a bottle of aspirin. Then I headed back into Bella's room I placed them on her night stand.
"Sleep tight, Bella," I whispered pulling the covers farther up her body.
I wanna grow old with you...
I could see the future ahead of us. It has been something that I dreamt about a lot the past couple weeks. I could picture coming home from a long day at work, closing the door behind me, and shrug my jacket off my shoulders. The house would smell of whatever Bella was cooking for dinner. I would walk into the kitchen and see Leilah sitting at the table. Her school books would be sprawled all over the table doing homework…
"Hey Daddy," she chimed. I walked over to her and gave her a quick kiss on the top of her head.
"How was school?" I said as I glanced down at whatever homework she was doing.
"Good. We learned how to spell today. I can spell cat. C-A-T," she said with a smile.
"Good job, Leilah Anne!" I exclaimed giving her a high five.
I glanced over to the kitchen stove. Bella was standing there stirring something in a pot. I could see the smirk on her face. I walked right over to slipping my hands around her waist, resting on her now, very pregnant belly.
"Evening, love," I murmured resting my chin on her shoulder.
"How was work?" she asked.
"Saved some lives today. It wasn't too bad of a day, actually."
"Well that's good. Always the superhero, never the bad guy."
"Oh, I can be the bad guy," I whispered into her ear nipping at ear lobe.
"Edward!" she exclaimed.
"You liked it. Don't lie to yourself, Bella," I smirked pulling her tighter into my arms.
"I love you, Isabella Marie Cullen," I whispered into her ear. She giggled.
The sound of finally having Bella as my own would never get old. The idea of starting a family with Bella was something I could easily get used to.
My fingers strummed the last chords. Setting the guitar carefully down, I looked across at Bella who was sitting there. Her right hand was resting carefully in her lap. The left was covering her mouth, in awe, occasionally wiping the stray tear from her eyes.
"That was, I can't believe, that was beautiful," she whispered.
This was it. The moment I've been waiting for. The moment when I could finally make her mine.
I took her left hand, which currently was wiping a tear, with my right. I stood up slowly. Carefully I bent down on one knee, placing my left hand in my pocket. I heard a soft gasp escape from Bella's lips.
You can do this Cullen. I mentally cheered myself on.
"Isabella Swan, I promise to love you forever — every single day of forever. Will you marry me?" I asked as I pulled the small black velvet box from my pocket, flipping the top open with one hand, a feat I mastered the other day.
"Oh Edward…" she murmured. I looked up into her eyes that were brimming with tears. Smiling I carefully kissed each tear away.
"Yes! Oh my gosh yes!" she exclaimed throwing her arms around my neck. The force of her body against mine knocked us over and we landed on the grass.
"Oops," she giggled, "Sorry, Edward."
"It's quite alright, Bella. I kinda like this position," I smirked.
"Ugh!" she slapped my chest, "you're impossible, Edward Cullen."
"Oh but you love me, Bella," I paused, "soon to be Cullen."
Bella Cullen.
Isabella Marie Cullen.
I really liked the way that sounded. It really did have a nice ring to it.
I shifted our bodies up so we were sitting now. Bella's legs were wrapped around my waist. I brought the velvet box in between us and slipped the ring out of the box.
"I saw this and immediately thought of you," I whispered as I slipped the ring onto her finger. The ring looked perfect on her finger. I placed a single kiss over it and looked up from her hand to be met by Bella's warm brown eyes.
"I love you, Bella," I whispered.
"I love you too, Edward," she cried wrapping her arms around my body again.
Bringing my finger up to her cheek I wiped the tears of joy falling from her eyes. I leaned in and brushed my lips against hers. Just as I was about to pull away she pulled her arms around my neck tighter pulling me closer to her, deepening the kiss.
My eyes widened in surprise. I sometimes found myself forgetting she wasn't as fragile as the thick file on her clumsiness at the hospital made her out to be. This Bella, the one with her legs crushing my body to hers, her arms locked around my neck and those perfectly edible lips attacking mine.
I felt her little pink tongue trace over my bottom lip before she sucked it into her hot, hot mouth, nibbling on it. I couldn't help but moan against her when she did that. The noise apparently encouraging her on, as she released her hold and dove her tongue back in, vying against mine for dominance.
She tasted, like everything Bella that I came to know and love, more so than anything I thought possible. Her hands knotted in the back of my hair, tugging lightly. The way she shivered as my fingertips grazed lightly up and down her back. With Bella, all I ever wanted to do was touch, be touched, hold and be held. It could never be enough.
She would never be enough.
Our kiss, if you could call it that continued with increasing passion. She moaned into my mouth as I moaned into hers. The only form of oxygen between us coming from the breaths we had taken in what seemed like an eternity before she dove her lips back to mine.
I never wanted to stop. Kissing Bella was something I would gladly give up the rest of my existence in this world to continue. How could I ever want to stop? Was stopping even an option?
Unfortunately.
Breathing was.
"You're always telling me to remember to breathe, Edward. You should follow your own advice sometimes," She giggled.
"We're gonna get married," I whispered to her staring into her the beaming brown eyes.
"We are, finally," She sighed wrapping her arms around my body, resting her head against my chest.
"I couldn't have said it any better."
"Alice is going to be thrilled that she gets to plan another wedding. I can't wait to tell her," Bella exclaimed.
"Well…"
"Well what, Edward?"
"She kind of already knows. She helped me set it all up. I've been with Leilah all day. How else do you think I pulled this all off?"
"Oh my gosh, that's the reason why she-I can't believe she-ugh! I can't believe she didn't tell me!"
"Well, while we're on the subject of telling people. Rosalie and Emmett know too, they stopped off at the spa to sabotage your car," I admitted.
"What?! I can't believe the two of them. They didn't even hint towards anything," Bella huffed.
"Love, I didn't want them to ruin the surprise. Don't be mad at them. I'm sure they'll love to hear the story over and over again anyways."
"Well, I guess you're right."
"How about that dinner?"
Bella smirked.
"Dinner? What's that? I think we should skip right to desert," Bella cooed batting her eyelashes at me.
"Well, you don't have to tell me twice."
What'd you think? Did you like? Just as any FYI the "Bella will you marry me?" quote belongs to Stephenie Meyer. It's how Edward proposed to Bella, in Eclipse (if you're curious, chapter 20 pg 460. That information courtesy of twilight-quotes[dot]com). I found it fitting to use, yes?
The song Edward sang to Bella (in case you didn't know) is "I Wanna Grow Old With You" courtesy of Mr. Adam Sandler, from the movie "The Wedding Singer". It's one of my all time favorite movies.
Oh and incase ya'll didn't hear yet…I'm co-hosting a contest with Miztrezboo (she wrote a whole series of pack stories and her new one Voices Inside My Head), Goldentemptress and Nostalgicmiss (whom both write some amazing stuff on their own, but they're currently writing a collab together call Sox for Sex) and Kyla713 (who is co-writer of The Office). It's a fantastic contest called "Forbidden Love Affair: A Contest of Hidden Desire". Submissions start the 15th, for more details please see my profile. :D
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