I hate that I have nothing to say . . . . SO straight into it.

Bella

Edward left this morning to the airport on his way to Dartmouth. I wanted him to stay with me here. I felt like a piece of me died. I missed him so much.

I was sitting in the living room crying, alone in the enormous house. Alice went to college early, Jasper going to the same college. Rose and Emmett left as well, both of them going to the same college. Rose decided to take her car and meet Emmett there. I felt like God had given me Edward so I would be stable and able to stand, only so he could slip him out from underneath me, sending me to fall to my death.

The doorbell rang, and I forced myself to answer it. I was still wearing Edward's boxers and my tank top from last night. I opened the door, a man standing there with a box in his hand.

"I have a package for Isabella Swan," he said politely.

"Yeah, that's me."

"Sign here please," he instructed. I did, then he handed me a small brown box. I smiled at him and then close the door, heading back to the couch. The return address was from Tiffany's. I was instantly excited, tearing the box open. I shed the bubble wrap and opened the little blue box, the white gold locket sitting there beautifully. It was different than I remembered; an inscription on the front. I held it close to my face trying to read what it said. Tears welled up in my eyes.

There was a simple Edward little heart Bella on the edge of the pendant. There weren't any pictures in it, but I knew I could have Esme take care of that. I turned it over; five little words were printed on the surface. The tears fell over.

"Kiss the stars with me," I whispered to myself. Edward was the most charming man I could ever think to love. I immediately put the necklace around my neck, the little heart hanging perfectly right above my cleavage. I sat back on the couch, checking I if there was anything else. There was; a card in the same colored blue envelope. I attacked it open.

Isabella,

I hope you like the gift. You deserve it and so much more. I love you with all my heart and I hope that I get to see you soon so I'm able to kiss those perfect pink lips of yours. Stop crying Bells. You're too pretty to cry. I love you and I miss you.

Edward

I hugged the note to my chest, breaking into ragged sobs. When I finally calmed down, I went to Edward's piano and lay on top of it, looking out of the window wall. There was land for miles, trees and bushes filling up the view. I lay back, still staring off into space. I clung to the necklace I had hanging around my neck, falling unwillingly into unconsciousness.

"Bella." I was dreaming. I knew I was, because I was standing on water, holding onto a cloud. Edward was floating there, his hands neatly folded on his stomach. He started sinking into the water, disappearing. I kneeled down, trying to reach down to him, but I kept hitting my hands on glass. I started looking around, someone was calling my name.

"Bella." I opened my eyes, Carlisle and Esme looking at me. I sat up, realizing I was still on top of Edward's piano.

"Dear, what are you doing on top of the piano?" Esme asked.

"It probably sounds weird, but I sleep better when Edward sings for me or plays my song. I just. I miss him." Esme grabbed my hand, kissing it.

"I miss him, too, dear Bella." Esme smiled at me. I hopped down from the piano, hugging Esme.

"Bella, Esme and I were going to dinner. Would you like to join us?" Carlisle asked I shook my head.

"As much as I love you guys, I have to pack still. But I do have a favor to ask. Can you take me the airport in the morning?" They looked at me confused.

"Edward said you were driving to school," Carlisle said.



"No, I don't have a car." Esme smiled, taking my hand. She lead me to the garage. When she turned on the lights, there was a slick black shiny Audi sitting there. There was a note in the window.

Don't complain Bells. This is me spoiling you
Edward

I smiled and Esme handed me the keys. Smiling. Oh boy did I want to kill that man.

Edward

I got off the plane, James standing in front of me. I walked toward him, greeting my new roommate for the next ten months. Honestly, I preferred Bella to be my roommate, lying on her bed naked . . . .

James voice knocked me out of my little fantasy. "Hey man. How's it been?" James asked, extending his hand.

"Difficult, but nothing I couldn't handle." I shook his hand and picked up my bags.

"You and Bella, still together?" I nodded. "How's she doing? Is she still beautiful? Man that girl has the body of a goddess." Bella did. I was lucky I get to see her completely naked. Lucky me . . . .

"Yeah," I said chuckling. I agreed with him one hundred percent. "We had a pregnancy scare. A few weeks ago. Talk about tough." His eyes opened wide as I told him.

"Woah. Is she still pregnant?" James turned to me, genuinely concerned.

"No, she lost the baby in this huge fight with her mom," I said sadly. I missed the little thing.

"Oh shit. Wow man. I feel for you. But it's cool that you're still together. You're going to have to clear that up with Tanya. She called me this morning asking for our dorm room number. So she could surprise you." I shuddered.

"That chick creeps me out," I said to James.

"You have no idea," he replied.

James and I talked more in his car, as he took me to his house so I was able to pick up my car. I parked it there for the summer so I'd be able to drive it here.

Speaking of cars, I hadn't heard from Bella yet. I had Esme get an Audi for her from me. She was going to be mad, but I didn't care. I was spoiling her, and I was going to have fun doing it. I wished I was able to see her reaction though. It was one of the things that college made me aggravated about.

At the dorms, I situated everything on my side, James' side already messy. I put the pictures of Bella and I on my desk, a little upset I only had two. One was of Bella and I walking in L.A., and the other was of Bella alone in that little bikini I liked so much. Thinking twice, I took the photo and put it in a drawer in my desk. Everything was organized like I had at home, so I lay on my bed. My phone vibrated in my pocket, the caller ID reading Bella. I smiled.

"Hello, Bella," I said softly.

"Edward! You-I-Oh my gosh! Why did you do that? And the words and the cards and the-" she stopped abruptly, then continued, "-I miss you so much." I smiled to myself.

"I miss you too, love. How do you like my gifts?" I heard her groan.

"Edward you are way too much. I love it all. You are so sneaky. Kiss the stars with me. I don't want to kiss the stars, I want to kiss you." I smiled brighter, picturing how she would be sitting on my bed, her hand tracing circles on my skin.

"Mmmm. Bella, I know you hate when people give you things, but you should see you face when you do get something. I know you love it," I told her in almost a whisper. The fact that I couldn't touch her was killing me.

"I do love it. Thank you."

"Bella are you okay?" I asked, her beautiful voice sounding a little scratched.



"Yes, I am perfectly fine. I've been crying all day." Her words made me frown. "But I'm okay now Edward. I just wanted to hear your voice before I went to sleep. I love you, Edward."

"I love you too, Bells. Call me when you wake up. And if I don't pick up, any time you call me, leave a message. I love you, Isabella."

"Bye." The line went dead, and I set the phone on my desk next to my bed. I took off my shirt and jeans, crawling into bed. It was already midnight.

I woke up the next morning to the annoying sound of instant messaging alert sounds. What the fuck? I thought. I sat up, looking around. I groaned and fell back onto my bed.

"Oh shit man. Sorry. Didn't mean to wake you up," James apologized.

"It's okay." I reached for the slick black rectangle on my desk, checking for missed calls. There were three from Bella.

"When you said to leave a message if you didn't pick up, I didn't think you meant this morning. Well, it is early, and you are probably still sleeping. Call you later, love Bells."

"Okay I thought I might try again since I am naked from the shower. I thought you might have liked that."

"I'm leaving now. Pick up dammit. You're getting me mad. I love you." I smiled, and then dialed her.

"What the hell Edward. It's been four hours since the last time I call-"

"I want to kiss you," I said in almost a whisper so James wouldn't hear.

"That's not fair. You are such a cheater," she giggled.

"What are you doing?" I yawned sitting up.

"I am eating breakfast. I still have a lot of hours until I get to Irvine. Oh my god! I wish you could meet Victoria. She's my roommate. She's-"

"Bella, I want to see you. Not her. On top of me, rocking your hips back and forth. . . " I continued to whisper, even though James was wrapped in his music.

"Please tell me you are alone. You are making me so hot," she breathed.

"Sorry, love. I just woke up and James is here."

"That's okay. I have a pretty good memory. You can picture what I'm going to do to myself later." I shuddered, remembering the morning at Charlie's house . . . .

"Bella, you are so tempting. I'll call you later, okay?"

"Yeah. Okay. I love you."

"You too." I dropped my phone on the bed, grabbing my towel, underwear, and toothbrush.

"Hey Ed, want get a bit after you're done?"

"Yeah." I walked out of the room into the hall, down to the shower room. I brushed my teeth then took a shower, the entire room empty. I wrapped the towel around my waist, after semi drying the hair on my head. For once, it looked rather decent. I must be blind.

After I got dressed, James and I went to the cafeteria getting lunch. Sitting at a table, we talked a little bit about Bella. But I turned the tables on him.

"So, don't you have a girlfriend?" He nodded.

"Yeah. Her name's Victoria. She goes to college in Irvine. She's majoring in English." That was weird. Bella's roommate . . . . It wasn't possible was it?"



"That's funny. Bells' roommate is named Victoria. You don't think . . ." James smiled.

"Believe me dude. Anything is possible in college."

Over the next few weeks, things were very hectic. Bella and I started classes, barely able to talk to each other. Nights were all we had, and some mornings.

Except for today. My classes were canceled today, so I had been lounging around the room catching up on some home work. My cell phone rang, and I gladly picked it up, my angel's voice on the other end. It truly made my day.

"So, what are you doing?" She asked softly, her tone of voice different. I couldn't tell what it reminded me of.

"I just finished writing a term paper. I'm lying down on my bed. What are you doing?" I could practically hear her smile.

"I, my love, am sitting naked on my bed. So where's your roommate?" I smiled at her change of subject. Her voice was still soft and sexy, Goosebumps rising on my arms.

"He left for the weekend to his house. Bella, are you trying to torture me?" She giggled a breathy laugh.

"No, baby, I'm just trying to get you to moan my name."

Bella

"Bella." His voice was stern, but I could hear a little strain. I'd worked him up. I was lying on my bed, my legs spread open.

"Do you know what I'm doing right now?" I asked him, my voice dropping.

"Bella," he breathed, "tell me you are so very deliciously wet right now." I let my right hand travel down to where I was undoubtedly wet, touching myself softly.

"Dripping." I could practically hear him get naked; his breathing hitched.

"Bella, you're being such a tease. I want so badly to feel your soft skin, your hard nipples, your slender hip, that nice ass. . . . Do you know what I want to do to you?" I moaned softly.

"I don't know, mmm, Edward, but your voice makes me so wet . . . ." I trailed of, Edward's voice driving me insane.

"Bella, I am going to shove myself in you so hard you're going to scream. God, Bella . . . ." He breathed a while. "So hard, Bella, you're going to come so fast. Your hips grinding against me."

"Edward," I moaned. "I want to feel you inside me, slamming your body against me." I inserted two fingers, pushing in and out so hard I was starting to whimper.

"Bella, I want you to come for me," he said, his voice deeper now. I moaned again, almost on the verge of shouting. "Bella, drip for me." With that, I imagined Edward over me, slamming his erection into me over and over, climaxing. I arched my back, moaning for him.

"Ahh, Edward," I almost screamed. I heard him moan as he climaxed too. I was panting as he said my name.

"Bella," he moaned. It was the sexiest way he could ever say my name.

"I wish you were whispering into my ear, your hard cock still inside my soaking pussy, Edward."

"That sounds beautiful Bells," he said. "God I want you so bad." I smiled to myself.

"I want you too. I throb at the mere thought of your naked body."

"Mmm," he breathed. I lay back, my head on my pillows. It was only nine here, but it was getting pretty late over where Edward was. I debated on whether saying goodbye or not. I guess it depended on him. "Your body isn't exactly in the purest of my thoughts."

"So how was your day?" I asked, loving how comfortable we were with each other. I pulled back on my panties and my bra, situating myself underneath the blankets.



"Okay. I had to write two papers, seven pages each."

"Killer. I just finished reading a nine hundred page novel for English Literature class," I said. "Edward, when do you think we'll be able to see each other? I need to feel you. I miss you. I miss your voice, your smile, the song you made for me. I need to see you." I wasn't sure if that was too much. I didn't want to sound desperate.

"Bella, we can see each other soon. Maybe in a few weeks. I don't think I can wait for Thanksgiving. I miss you too Bells. I miss your smile, your skin, and the sounds you make when you sleep. I miss everything." I closed my eyes, feeling a bit drowsy.

"You think about me?" I asked, my voice small.

"More than anything else. It's hard to focus when my sexy girlfriend keeps leaving me sexy messages. You have to stop doing that. It delays my schedule," he joked.

"I just want you to know what's on my mind."

"You're a dirty little girl you know that." I giggled. "Goodnight Bells. I'll call you in the morning."

"M'kay. I love you."

"With all my heart." I shuddered as I disconnected our call. I put my phone on the nightstand, falling into a deep sleep.

There was a knock at the door. I woke up, looking around the room Victoria didn't knock; she always had her key. I stood up, pulling my sleeping shirt over my head. I answered the door, a boy standing in front of me.

"Hi, I have something for Isabella Swan," he said. "Sorry to disturb you so early."

"It's no problem. Is the sender an Edward Cullen?" I asked him. He nodded, looking at his clip board.

"Yes. Can you sign here for the package?" I wrote my sloppy signature, retrieving the box. He walked away, but I just stood where I was, tearing open the package. There was another little blue box in it, my heart speeding. I opened it, dangly diamond earrings laying in the box. I walked into my bedroom, putting the boxes on my desk. I pulled out the earrings, looking at them closely. I smiled at their beauty. (on my profile)

"Do you like them?" I turned around so fast I almost fell. I jumped on the beautiful boy that was standing in the door way, slamming my lips to his. He walked inside, closing the door behind him. He turned around so I was pressed against him and the door. His hands traveled up my shirt, tracing the curves of my naked hips. When he pulled away, I hugged him tighter to me.

"Edward," I whispered. "I love you so much.

One of my longer chapters. Well, I hope you liked my experimentation with the dirty talking again. It was kind of difficult, but I got through it. Well, I bet you're wondering why Edward is with Bella . . . Find out next Chapter. Yay!

Esie.