I Don't Own Anything sadly.

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Edward Cullen's POV:

My spine felt a thrill of sudden anxiety. I was in disbelief at my own actions; had I really just asked her that? Seriously, I'd only done that to my family members, but they were all fine with it. But that was because they were just that—they were family, not a newly found friend. Of even more importance, this certain newly found friend made me quiver a little inside whenever I was in her proximity. It might crush me if she said 'no. But I'd understand, after all,

It was fairly unorthodox to go feeling up someone's face.

Embarrassment flooded my cheeks and I bowed my head in a desperate attempt to hide it from her. "You can say no if you want." I informed her quietly, moving away from her to give her some room.

But suddenly, I felt a strong feminine hand grab my wrist and hold me in place. "No, you can do it." There was a smile in her voice, gentle and reassuring.

Relief swept over my body; she wasn't saying no to me at all. It felt good to be accepted by her.

Just as swiftly as she had grabbed my wrist, she guided my hand up to her face. She was shorter then me, I noticed. "Here," she said softly.

Her cheek was smooth, satiny and good to the touch. A little hesitantly, thinking that she might push my hand away if I made a false move, my fingertips

glided down to her pointed chin. My fingers moved upwards fractionally to reach her lips. I wondered what her lips would feel like. As smooth as her face,

Or rougher?

They were even more delicate then her cheeks, I discovered. Like two rose petals, the top on thinner then the bottom lip, slightly curved into a smile. I

felt her hot breath against my fingers; I wondered what her breath would feel like against my lips.

My blush returned to taunt me; hopefully she would write that off as reaction to the temperature to the room, not inappropriate thoughts I was having. To

encourage myself to get a grip, I retreated to her cheeks again.

This time, it felt a smidgen hotter then before. Maybe I was imagining it, but I'd indulge myself anyway by thinking she was having the same reaction I

was to touching her lips. "Are you blushing?" I asked, grinning despite myself.

There was a pause. "No," she said, her voice an octave higher then usual. She coughed to clear her throat.

I returned once more to the task on hand, letting myself stroke down an elegant nose. It wasn't as big as Emmett's, nor as pointed as Rosalie's; it was small and petite, a nice nose.

When my hands moved towards her eyes, I felt them close, or rather, I felt her long eyelashes flutter downwards and took it as a sign that she had close them to let me feel her eyelids. So naturally, I did so.

Some romantic people like to say that looking into someone's eyes is like looking into someone's soul. As my fingertips slid down her smooth eyelids, I remembered the saying and was immediately chagrinned—would I ever know what Bella's soul was like if I couldn't look into her eyes for once? As a blind person, that saying couldn't hold much value for me. What would someone assume my soul was like if someone looked into my eyes? That it was paler than most others, with a film casted over it?

I felt something smear against my fingers, snapping me out of my daze. "Did I rub off your make-up?" I asked cautiously.

I felt her nod beneath my hands. "Yeah," she said. "But it's okay; make-up can be fixed."

But despite the fact she wasn't upset about it, I felt my shoulders slump. "I'm sorry—" I began to apologize.

She cut me off by putting a finger to my own lips. "Don't worry about it," she ordered. "And stop apologizing for nothing. You don't need to apologize for something that isn't your fault."

"But your make-up—"

"Isn't important." She laughed a little.

"Are you sure?" I asked suspiciously.

"I'm positive." My hands traveled to her hair, smooth and velevty, it had a certain smell.

"Strawberries?" I asked curiously.

"Wow, good nose you got there." She giggled, My heart melted at the sound. I wanted to be close to her, to hold her, to make her mine, and just to be there for her.

"Its really good smelling." I leaned alittle closer. I was only a few inches from her face, her hot breath warmed my cheeks.

"Edward..." She whispered, I interrupted her, smashing my lips on to the corner of her mouth, great aim. I leaned back.

"I'm sorry, I can't believe I did that. I'm so.." Her lips crashed into mine, she had way better aim. We seemed to be stuck together for what seemed like eternity, but eternity was not long enough. We parted gasping for breath.

"I've been waiting." I blushed intensely. A fire was burning inside my body now, waiting? "Are you blushing Mr. Cullen?"

"Ummm, no." She laughed and I about died. I was totally falling head over heels, and it was because of her. We were standing together, close, very close. "By the way, you're very beautiful."

"I don't agree, Mr. Cullen, I'm quite average." I couldn't believe what she had said.

"No believe me your beautiful." I was now insanely in love with a girl I met only a few weeks ago. She intertwined her fingers in my hair.

"Well thank you. Edward." We were locked in a loves kiss. I was truley happy.

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