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Chapter 7

"Bella..." I heard the soft whisper say again. "Bella..." There it was drifting off over and over again.

"Hmm?" I hummed in response towards the voice.

"It's Edward, Bella. Wake up. I need to talk to you." It said.

I felt a tight grip on my shoulders, shaking me repeatedly and the movement rippled through my body causing me to jolt up, and my eyes open into the darkness.

I looked down at my body, sweating against the leather and sighed as the night flooded back into my memory. I got up off the bed and stood up to change.

"What time is it?" I asked him as I took my shoes of and aired out my feet.

"Three in the morning. Everyone left an hour ago and I rushed over to your house. You left." He accused.

I walked over to my closet and grabbed a baggy shirt from the top stack and walked into the washroom then changed. When I came out Edward was still there, leaning against my headboard.

"What?" I asked him bluntly.

"Why'd you leave? One second you were having so much fun and the next you're gone, just like that."

"Well obviously you know where to find me." I mumbled to myself.

He rolled his eyes and patted the spot next to him and I went to sit down. He put his arm around me and pulled me in. "I thought you were pretty amazing tonight." He smirked.

"Ugh." I groaned, trying to pull away from his strong embrace.

"What?"

"That is the thing Edward. I don't wanna have to dress like a slut to get your attention." Before I had time to think, the words slipped my mind. I wanted to take them back but it was too late.

"W-what?" He stuttered.

I thanked g-d that is was night time and he couldn't see my immense blush through the layers of darkness.

"N-nothing. Forget I said anything."

"No. What do you mean?"

"Just go Edward. You'll be saving me a lot of time and embarrassment if you just leave and pretend this conversation, last night including all the other nights you've come here, never happened."

"Why?"

"Because it kills me that you come here." I admitted. "Why do you even do it?"

"Because I like seeing you." He said, just like that.

"That isn't good enough!" I shouted at him.

"Well what do you want me to say?" He yelled back at me.

"That you care about me and for me, that you've been doubting your feelings for me or something along that line. That maybe, you think we could be something more and could see yourself having the slightest bit of attraction for me despite my lack of tits and ass or the dull colour of my hair and eyes. I love being your friend but that is all I ever see myself as and I feel you see me the exact same way. Just the freaking friend. I hated having to do what you made me do tonight and then, when you said you wanted to see me work the pole, I got even more angry. I am not Tanya and I felt like a whore wearing that outfit!" I screamed, pointing at the floor where the scraps of leather remained. "But do you know why I did it? Because I am completely and utterly, insanely, and madly in love with you."

I took deep breathes to calm myself, and closed my eyes. That felt amazing, getting all of that off my chest but at the same time, was it the right thing to do? We'll he think it is always going to be awkward now between us and we'll slowly drift apart as he deals with his life and I deal with mine? Because if that is how it's going to be, he should just walk away now and spare me some of the agony I'll have to face.

I could hear his body get up from the bed and I thought I was going to hear him descending from my room, but instead I heard his shoes stomp against my old, wooded floor towards me and all of a sudden, my red cheeks were in his large palms and a pair of lips were pressed against mine.

Wait...his lips were pressed against mine.

Edward Cullen was kissing me.

I was kissing Edward Cullen.

No one pinch me.

His lips were soft, moist and warm, like every night before he goes to bed he'd swipe them with Vaseline. His hands knitted into the bottom roots of my teased wavy hair as my petite arms wrapped around his neck, pulling his mouth closer onto mine as I kissed him back. Each soft peck was tender and romantic at first as we gently sucks on each others lips over and over again My arms moved down his broad chest then wrapped around his waist. But then, I felt his wet and hot tongue graze my bottom lip and I allowed him to kiss me deeply, as we explored each others mouths wildly.

I never ever thought this would happen to me. Who knew addmitting your feelings would make a guy respond like this?

When his hand's had had enough in my hair, the trailed down the sides of my body, over the baggy shirt and down to my thighs where my bare skin shone, making it's way onto my ass, which was covered by a little thin piece of underwear.

I moved my hands into his bronze hair and knotted them in good, hoping they'd never have to leave, arching my back and pulling his mouth thoroughly into mine.

We continued kissing each other when his feet began to trail towards the bed, pulling me along so I followed. His back pressed against my old, ripped duvet as I straddled on top of him while leaning down to kiss his thin lips against and again until he pulled away to have a breather.

"Bella..." I heard his breathless voice. "As much as you might kill me for saying this, that outfit you have on right now is the sexiest thing I've ever seen you wear and I love the bare legs. Also, when I saw you for the first time in that leather outfit...my thoughts weren't the cleanest." He smirked. "But...that isn't the first time I've had dirty thoughts about you."

"Really?" I asked in disbelief.

"Really. You are as sexy as hell."

"Was this before or after you dated Tanya?" I murmured.

"Since I met you. So...before, during, and after."

"So then why did you go for Tanya if you liked me?" I questioned.

"Come on Bella, I never thought you'd even think of me as 'your type'."

"Are you freaking insane?" I inquired.

"I guess so." He smiled, pulling my lips to his for another quick kiss. Or it was supposed to be one but we both elongated it, of course.

When we pulled away, it was my turn to say something. "Edward?"

"Hmm?"

"I think you are the sexiest man on earth and I am completely in love with you and even fantasize about you and I don't usually have dirty thoughts during the day but in my dreams...let's just say they are more than PG13." I laughed.

He chuckled with me and pressed his lips to mine again, again, again, and again. I loved how it was instinctive and easy though. There was no hesitating, no second guessing...it just flowed.

And for the first time, as I fell asleep in Edward's arms my thoughts were a lot different than they usually were.

Now I feel as though I'm good enough.

The last thing I heard before finally drifting off to sleep was four words escaping from Edward's lips. "I love you too."

ya ya ya...i know this is getting to be more and more and more than be no more but this is simply a remedy. It probably wont be that long seeing as bella isnt a wimp in this story

loving you

xoxoxo

NikCul