Disclaimer: I take no credit in the characters within this story; those are the sole work of Mrs. Stephenie Meyer. I do, however, take credit for the specific, new traits I gave them and am quite proud of them.

AN: SO, i broke my internet for a little while, but that's what a library is for, right. I'll update as much as i possibly can. hahaha. I love you all! Enjoy! Oh, and i didn't add that turn just yet. I just didnt' have time to work it in just yet. BUT, GUESS WHO'S COMING!! ENJOY!

I was still smiling to myself when she came into the kitchen, an empty plate in hand. She didn't see me at first, my back against the wall where I had been staring out the window. She was scowling, mumbling to herself, but it wasn't until I stepped closer behind her that I could hear. "God! She just can't get it can she? Okay, yes, she didn't know that we were… but common courtesy is to know anyway! And she did know something was going on! She said as much this morning!"

I leaned down, my mouth nearing her ear as I wrapped my arms around her , "did it really go that bad?"

She turned her head to look at me, all traces of her frown and that beautiful smile breaking across her lips. "Ask your sister."

"Where is she?"

Her smile broadened. "She went to take a bath for a few hours."

"Oh no, what did you do to her?"

"Nothing," she acted too innocent as she leaned back into my chest as she shut off the water.

I laughed, leaning down and kissing her cheek, it warmed under my lips. "Oh yeah? Absolutely nothing?"

Her laughter made my heart race. "Nothing but stand my ground. Besides," she paused here, turning in my arms, "could you really ask for more than Alice being away for a little while?"

I smiled, my nose brushing hers. "Very little."

She frowned a little. "And what's among those?"

"A long while rather than a little." I whispered, pushing my lips against hers when she began to smile. Her eyes shut nearly instantly, her cheeks flaring as she leaned against me, pushing against my lips harder. I chuckled, rather surprised by her eagerness. My eyes drifted shut as I tightened my arms around her body, pulling her to me. I felt her arms lift, encircling my neck for a minute before one ran up into my hair, her fingers tangling. My mind was engulfed my flames as I stepped closer, making her back into the counter. Her lips parted a little, a sigh escaping between them and bleeding into my mouth. The flavor was sweet and absolutely mouth watering. It made me let out a little moan. The sound was quickly cut off as she pushes hard against my mouth again. I pushed her back further against the counter, not even thinking about it. The only thing I could hear was my heart in my ears.

"Edward," she breathed against me, her hand tightening. It sent me right off the edge. My hands tightening on her waist and lifting her onto the counter, pushing myself against the wood as I stood between her knees, still kissing her. She pulled back a little, breathing hard. My lips, as if on instinct, carried over her jaw, down her neck, need to feel her. When I hit the collar bone her breathing increased, her head lolled back, I kissed along it before climbing to the other side of her neck. She said my name again, this time carried on a moan. We both froze at the same time. I lifted my head, looking into her. Her jaw was working, her beautiful eyes wide with surprise.

"Are you okay Bella?" I asked, though I knew full well why she had stopped.

"F-fine," she stammered, looking away from me.

I lifted a hand from her hip and turned her head so she was looking at me again. "Bella, I think you should tell me about your nightmare now."

Her cheeks turned near maroon. "What nightmare?"

"From last night," I pushed, trying not to smile too much.

She shook her head slowly, "I never said nightmare."

My heart skipped a beat, my breathing rate increased. "Tell me about your dream then."

She was stammering again. "W-why?"

I leaned forward, laying my forehead on hers, "Because I want to know."

"What made you ask now though?" she demanded, looking at me hard now, "What brought it to mind?"

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I had watched her head off to her room with Alice, had listened from the couch as her door shut, yet couldn't push the urge to follow her away. It had been a week and yet I could still feel her in my arms when I had woken up, feel the jealousy bubble when Emmett had lifted her off her feet and spun her. It made me ill just to think about it. That is the only reason why I stayed in my place; this was my best friend. She needed me to be stronger than this. I couldn't follow her like the lost pup that I was playing. I had to let her be happy, even if that had nothing to do with me.

My mind quickly ran over the last week of my life, starting with the trip to the mall and the excruciating pain I felt when I had held myself away from her when she first stepped out of the dressing room in that dress. Everything sprung on me at once, like a bucket of ice water over my head. I had shivered, my eyes taking in the vast amount of beauty, all of her sexy curves, the sweetness of her blush as she saw me. Then how everything became worse in Victoria's Secrets when I knew that, even though I may be seeing the clothes now, I would never be seeing them on her; she was not buying them for me to see. Then that night, at dinner, and the venom I could have spat on Val as I stared at him, flirting with Bella. And after that going back to the restaurant, the scene from the bathroom, how I couldn't stop myself from touching her, from holding her to me. I had been so close to just kissing her that night; she had looked beyond stunning in that dress. The guy that had stolen her at the club, Mark or Mike or whatever his name was. I never would have let her dance with him if I hadn't wanted to act like a friend rather than a lover. But god, when I couldn't find her, when I raced through the crowed at my panic grew and grew, making my heart want to explode only to see him clutching her, grinding against her… I would have torn his head off if Bella hadn't stopped me. I would have strangled him with his own intestines. But she did, and we went back and… and what? I didn't know; that was problem. The next thing I know I wake up with her in my arms, her body wrapped in my shirt and looking sexier than hell. Carrying her across the lobby, every guy turning green with jealousy as she buried her head in my chest, trying to hide. Dropping her in the pool, soaking her and better seeing the bra that she had picked out the day before. And then turning to find her stripping down, all but naked in front of my eyes. It had been a long time since I had felt that kind of lust for anyone. She was an angel and couldn't see it. I thought I would die when she looked up and caught me staring so blatantly. But she seemed to put it behind her quickly, only stealing my shirt for the day as retribution.

I shivered at the memories of just the past week. My need to go talk to her increased, only making me fight it more. I couldn't do this to Bella, couldn't make her uncomfortable by telling her just how in love her I am, how in love I have always been. I had to whisper to myself, "Get it together Edward. You can't do that to her."

I stayed there for a long time, completely silent as I listened first to the running water, then the blow dryer. All too soon there was nothing but complete silence, leaving me to fester again in my urges to tell her about what was going on with me. Why I was acting so oddly around her. I could only imagined what I looked like; always grinning like a fool. Always all but stalking her. Sulking any time she even glanced at another guy. My eyes rolled back in my head as I leaned back, pushing into the couch. I groaned and tightened my jaw before standing, resolved on doing this.

I knocked lightly before opening the door. She sighed and I was about to speak, figuring she was awake, but she rolled over and I saw her eyes were tightly closed, an odd look on her face. I stopped, just looking at her, now lit by the light pouring in from the hall. She was beautiful, so angelic. It made me freeze and just stare at her as a shadow of a smile crossed over her face.

After ten or so minutes she rolled over again, waking me from my apparent sleep. I took a step back and she spoke, her eyes still closed. "Yes,"

My entire body went ridged. The way she said it, so light and airy, stirred something within my chest. It was the most beautiful sound I had had heard, like no moan I had ever heard. But she topped it quickly.

"Edward," she moaned, her head tilting off to the side as she clenched her jaw. My breath became erratic as I watched her tighter her fists on the blanket. She said my name again, her entire body seeming to tremble. My entire body began to tingle as I watched her tilt her head back, her neck stretching and a little bead of sweat running down her gland. My hand, still sitting on the door knob, squeezed the metal hard as my mind raced, trying to picture whatever she was dreaming. All I could see was her, again thrashing on the bed, as she grabbed more of the blanket. "Yes."

I pulled myself back out quickly, hurrying out the door with another look at the beautiful girl stretched across her bed, moaning for me. I stopped once I had her door closed, my back slamming against the wall next to Alice's door before slipping down onto the floor.. I stared hard at the door across the hall, my breathing still too hard. I couldn't believe it. It was too… much. She couldn't have meant me… no never me. It had to be some other… Edward… I began to tremble again as I took deep breaths. Could she… possibly… want me? Could that ever happen?

I laid my head down on my knees before picking myself back up. No. It couldn't. I didn't deserve anyone like Bella, and she knew that. She wouldn't be dreaming out be. She had told me more than once exactly how great of a brother I was. That kept me in place, no matter how much more I wanted. She wanted one thing, and I loved her enough to honor that.

… But what if she had meant me…

I closed my eyes and took another deep breath, only Bella's appeared for me. I had to find out. That much was obvious. But I couldn't just… ask her. I had to be delicate about it. Nothing about what I heard. Nothing about what I knew. I had to stay confident. I had to CALM DOWN. I wandered into the other guest room, with the computer, and booted it quickly. I remembered Bella's old, decrepit on that she used to email Renee on.

-- (AN: Yes, I am doing a flash back in a flash back. Deal with it. Hahahahahahahahaha.)

My eyes ran across her room and I smiled to myself. It was perfect for her; nothing that really showed ownership, but completely comfortable none the less. It was the opposite of mine and that made me love it so much more. My eyes landed on the bed, my heart skipping as she sat down on it and slipped off her shoes. "So, what should I bring Edward? I mean, I've only known her for less than a week and I already know just how eccentric Alice is; it makes it difficult to know…"

I smiled as best I could. "Just bring yourself and some clothes and she'll be happy. A canvas is all she ever needed."

"A canvas?" she repeated?

"You'll see." I said with a wink, gnawing on the inside of my cheek as I went and sat on the edge of her bed. It was soft, comfortable. I sighed and fell backwards onto it, making her bounce a little and laugh. I saw a bit of red creeping into her face, but she didn't seem to mind me laying on her bed. "So, Bella, tell me about you.'

She smiled, leaning back against her headboard as she looked down at me. "What would you like to know? I would think you've heard enough by now. You, your brother, and your sister are some serious questioners, you know?"

I smiled and nodded. "Yeah, we are. You can blame Esme."

She shook her head sadly, "I don't think I could ever blame Esme for anything. She seems much to sweet."

I nodded, "Yeah. Everyone basically feels that way. But you better be careful, she has a wicked side as well. Think of Alice, and multiply. She's just sneakier."

I watched the smile that appeared happily, loving it. Basking in its beauty. My god, what was this girl doing to me? As soon as that thought entered my mind I pushed it away. It didn't matter right now. I started talking again, telling her a Christmas story about the mischievous side of Esme when she tried to hook me up with every girl at the party.

We spent nearly two hours spread on her bed, moving only to get more comfortable, just talking first about our parents, then siblings, then we moved to school, and eventually moving into what we wanted someday. Bella wanted to be a writer, to be able to write like Jane Austen. I could see it with no trouble, but it also peaked my interest.

"Do you have anything written?"

She blushed, nodding a little. "A bit, but mostly its just practice, nothing that I'm really hoping to be published."

I smiled, "Can I read it?"

Her eyes flicked to her computer. "Umm…"

"Come on Bella, I won't be critical or mean. I just want to see. I already know your amazing."

She raised both eyebrows and I grimaced. Whoops. "And how do you know that?"

"Your amazing at everything else. Besides, you can hear it in the way you speak." I paused, the look on her face critical. I pulled an Alice and gave her the best plead I could manage. "Please?"

She sighed and stood up, making me realize for the first how close we had been simply because I felt the loss of her warmth. She had probably been an inch or so from my chest, her faces inches from mine. I watched, regretting my move, as she walked to an old looking computer on the desk and pushed the power button. It wheezed and made an odd whining noise as it attempted to boot up. She turned her chair so it was facing me again.

"So, what about you Edward? What do you want to do with your life?"

"Doctor," I answered without thinking about it.

Her eyebrows went up instantly. "Following you father?"

I nodded, "Yeah, its been the plan since I was kid."

Now her eyebrows came down and pulled together, concern on her face as she held my eyes. "Edward, is that what you really want?"

I was surprised by her question to say the least, "What do you mean?"

"Just because it's been the plan it doesn't mean that its what you want. It means that its what you used to want. People change as they grow up. I'm just wondering if being a doctor is what you really want, or what they want for you."

My jaw fell open as she spoke. How could she read me so well? But I couldn't talk about that right now. "No, its what I want. I'm happy with it. I like helping people."

She nodded, a smile coming back to her face. "I'm glad."

The computer flicked on behind her and she turned from me, opening a folder that was on her desktop and pulling up a word document, she was about to turn back to me when she froze. "Oh god! Its been two and a half hours!"

I shook my head, trying to figure out what the problem was. "Umm… okay."

She shut down the computer instantly. "Edward, we have to get back to Alice! She's been waiting! I can't believe she hasn't called."

I hopped up quickly. She was going to murder me. "Oh god. Come on."

"I still have to pack!" she squealed, hopping up and running toward a dresser. Halfway there she tripped, only a foot from me. I dove for her, my arms wrapping around her as we went down. She landed on my chest, my back hitting the ground hard with a loud thud. "Oh my god, I'm sorry Edward! Are you okay?"

I took a deep breath and smiled. "I'm fine. Are you okay?"

Her laughter was sweet as she stood up. "Of course I am! I'm not the one who hit the ground. Thank you."

"Bella! Are you okay? I heard…" I couldn't see the man speaking because the bed blocked my view. The only I saw was Bella's look that was near panic.

"I- I'm fine dad." I bit my tongue as she looked down at me with a sad expression before extending her hand to me. The look on Charlie's face was a cross between anger and shock. She turned back to look at him when I was on my feet. "Alice wants me to go over the night and Edward had to drive me because my car was blocked in. I was getting my stuff together."

He was still looking at me. "I've been home for an hour Isabella. How long have you guys been here?"

I felt her grimace. "A little while."

His eyes peeled as he looked at continued to look at me and I took a deep breath and stepped forward, extending my hand. 'Hello chief Swan. I'm Edward Cullen."

He took it, fatherly anger all over his face. "Yes Edward, I know you father."

I smiled as best I could. "I know, he talks nothing but good about. He was extremely happy when he found out that Alice's new friend was your daughter."

"Why don't we let Bella get packed," he said, glancing at his daughter with a nod.

I bit my lip as I gave her a little smile, trying to let her know that I would get her out of any trouble she thought that there would be. Of course, I wasn't really sure and the panic on her face only seemed to get worse. "No dad, I need Edward's help. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to bring…"

"I'm sure you'll be fine Bella." I said, smiling a little wider at the fact that she was trying to get me out of it. I knew, however, that this was needed if I wanted to get Bella out of any possible trouble. Charlie wanted to talk to me about his daughter, and I wanted to tell him exactly what had happened. "Like I said, all she needs is a canvas. I'll be downstairs when your ready. Take your time."

She nodded, watching as her father led me away from her room. I saw the panic as I closed the door. Facing Charlie again I held the smile, trying to look as innocent as possible as he led me down the stairs. "So, Edward, how long have you been here?"

"A little over two hours I think." Honesty was key.

His eyebrows went up as he pointed out that couch he wanted me to sit on. I obeyed silently. "And what have you been doing for that long? Obviously she hasn't been packing."

I bit my cheek for a second. "Just talking sir. Honestly."

"About what?"

"Parents, family, school." I watched him sit into an armchair, his face hard as he looked at me. "Sir, let me assure you, I know what you are thinking, and I promise you that there is nothing happening between us. Bella is just really interesting to talk to and we got caught up in our conversation."

His face became even more critical. "About parents family and school? How interesting can those subjects be?"

I shrugged, thinking of how to answer. "More than I thought."

"What was the sound?"

"The sound?" I asked, not sure what he had heard.

"The crash." He clarified.

"Bella realized what time it was and ran. I tried to catch her when she tripped and ended up falling as well."

He made a critical snort and shook his head at me. "Listen to me Edward, I know your father and has said nothing but good about his kids. But I also know guys. If you do ANYTHING to hurt my daughter, you are going to regret it. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir." I said nodding. I had no reason not to agree to that. I never ever wanted to hurt Bella.

"Good."

"Okay, Edward, time to go. Now. Bye dad." Bella said, walking into the room with a bag over her shoulder. She leaned down and kissed his cheek. "I put the leftovers in the microwave for you. When you are ready to eat just hit start. Be careful when you pull the plastic wrap off, don't burn yourself. I'll be home tomorrow."

He smiled at her proudly, "Okay Bella. Have fun."

"I will dad."

I stood when she gave me a sharp look. "It was very nice meeting you Mr. Swan."

"You too Edward," he mumbled, giving me the same sharp look at his daughter had. It made me want to laugh but I managed to keep a straight face as I followed Bella out of the room and back to my car.

Once I had it started and was backing out she turned to me with concern. "Was he horrible?"

"Of course not. He was actually extremely civil. Didn't say anything that I wouldn't if you were my daughter. Actually he said less. I'm sorry to say that if I was him and caught a boy in your room the guy would have been inside out before you made it downstairs. It went better than I expected. Of course, he didn't believe a thing we said, but still. I don't think we have anything to worry about." I said, not taking my eyes off the road. It was getting dark. "He really doesn't think we could spend so long just talking."

"Yeah, he isn't really a talker. It doesn't surprise me that he wouldn't believe that. But I'll talk to him. It will be better that way."

We stayed silent for the rest of the ride. I could feel the tension pouring off Bella as I turned up the driveway. She peered at the house nervously. I turned to her after I cut the engine. "Just stay calm and smile a lot. Its not you that's going to get it for this. Alice will forgive you pretty quickly."

"Okay." She opened the door and got out, looking up at the house. The only car left in the driveway was her own. Alice shot out of the door just as she almost reached it.

"Bella! Finally! What took you guys so long? Its been almost three hours!" she wrapped her arms around the girl, shooting me a death glare over her shoulder. "What did my brother do?"

Bella laughed, "Nothing Alice. We just completely lost track of time. I'm sorry it took us so long."

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"Last night…"

"Yes?" she pushed, looking into my eyes as her blush deepened.

I sighed. "You have to promise not to be mad."

She gave me a critical look but nodded. "Okay."

"Well, I had to talk to you… and I went into your room. But you were asleep and I was about to leave when you…" my voice died as her face fell into embarrassment. I shook my head, looking hard into her eyes. "Bella, don't look like that."

She looked positively miserable. "What did I do?"

"I'm not going to tell you if you keep looking like that." I whispered, laying my forehead onto hers. She sighed and put on a straight face. "You said my name."

I felt the heat radiating from her face. "That's not all."

I hated the fact that she could read me, at the same time that I loved the fact. "It was the way you said it Bells."

She knew what I was talking about and looked away, turning her head so I was not leaning my own against hers anymore. I pulled back a bit and sighed, dragging my fingers across her maroon cheek.

"Bella, you said you wouldn't be mad."

"I'm not mad." She said simply, her voice high with embarrassment.

"And I don't want you to be embarrassed."

"Its too late for that." She mumbled.

I groaned and pulled her face so she was looking back at me, taking my other hand off her hip to hold her cheeks between my hands. "Listen to me Bella. You are should not be embarrassed. I have never heard anything as sexy as that last night. And all you did was say one thing. I have not been able to get it out of my head since. I just want to know what you dreamed Bells."

"I can't Edward." She tried to look away from me again, her eyes going down. My heart dropped a little and she seemed to notice. She closed her eyes. "I dreamed about you. I dreamed of you coming into my room and… surprising me by kissing me."

I beamed, rubbing her cheek with my thumb. "Like this?" My lips found hers quickly, my hands still on either cheek. The kiss was hot, but I cut it short, pulling back and looking into her eyes, "Or like this?" I leaned back down to the neck that I had been kissing earlier.

When I looked back up into her eyes they were burning, a sweet look held everywhere else. "Both I suppose."

I smiled again and laid my forward against hers, never wanting to look away from her eyes again. Never wanting to let go of her. My stomach churned then, as if a vat of acid had just been dumped into. I don't know what brought it on, but I felt extremely nauseous. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath and letting my hands fall to the counter. There were automatically two cool hands on my face, moving from my cheeks to my forehead.

"Edward, are you okay?"

I nodded weakly, opening my eyes to look into hers and feeling better nearly instantly. "Yeah, I'm fine."

--BPOV

He certainly hadn't look fine. He had extremely pale, the color bleeding from his face, but it was coming back now. I could see again my Edward. That thought made me smile. My Edward. The boy I had always been in love with, the man I had yearned for, was finally mine. It was unbelievably hard to actually believe. And what had brought it all into being? None other than a stupid, embarrassing sex dream. But that doesn't matter now. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," he assured me, smiling brightly.

"Good," I said, pulling him into a tight hug. He wrapped his arms around me again, pulling me up against his body. He laid he head on my shoulder, "You should go get some more sleep Edward."

He shook his head, "I can't sleep. I tried earlier." He chuckled lightly, "Oddly enough, something keeps distracting me."

I blushed, "Oh yeah? And what would that be?"

"A beautiful girl in the room next to me. I can't seem to stop seeing her in my head. It wakes me up pretty quickly."

"You know, you shouldn't talk about your sister like that."I teased, blushing a little more but managing to push it away. He laughed and I felt him stroking a piece of hair that was hanging over my shoulder. I relaxed more against him, stroking the back of his head. He began humming softly, a sweet song that I recognized from when I was younger. He had started humming it about a year after I met him. It was a sweet tune that I loved nearly as much as I loved him. It was hard not to. Even Alice stayed quite when she heard it, just smiled and listened. It was a lullaby, and, though I don't think I could ever fall asleep when he was humming it simply because it meant that he was close, it definitely worked in relaxing. He stopped after a few minutes, his breath heavy on my neck. I leaned my cheek on his and hummed it back to him, from beginning to end.

His arms tightened around me, and a smile lifted my cheek. "Bella…"

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APOV

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Okay, so I understood why she was mad, but did she really have to freak out like that? It seemed rather unnecessary. And my bath was just not helping me! Only Bella being mad at me could do this. I didn't like her being angry… or upset… or anything really. I just wanted her to be… happy. Always and forever. And now that she was with my brother she would be! Could there be anything better than this? I smiled to myself as I pulled the drain, knowing that I would just have to go to my room, I couldn't interrupt them again if I didn't want to be murdered, that was for sure. I wrapped a towel around my body and cleared the mirror. I was just lifting up my brush when my phone started singing to me, making me smile.

After looking at the screen I accepted the call. "Hey brother!"

"Hey Alice."

"Where are you?" I asked, noticing the loud wind.

"Actually, we're in Seattle! Or, almost. I was thinking about taking a detour and coming out to visit you guys if it was okay. I've got Rose and her brother here with me."

I smiled. "That would be great Emmett! Bella will be so happy! Or, happier. Whatever."

"Happier?" he repeated, confused.

"Guess what Edward did last night…"

I could practically hear him thinking, his mind shooting through things, but not making any connections. "I don't know; what?"

"He kissed her!" I said happily, biting my lip.

At first the line was completely silent, then he started laughing, the information sinking. "FINALLY!!"

"Emmett! Keep your hand on that wheel! You're going to kill us all!" Rose's voice was sharp, making me smile. Maybe she really could handle our Emmett. "Give me the phone and watch the road."

"Hey Rose!"

"Hey Alice! How are you?" the sharpness was gone now, nothing but affection in her voice.

"I'm great! How are you?"

"Never been better. So, are we coming over there?"

"Of course you are!" I said, "Like anyone in this house could say no."

She laughed, "Is that why my dear boyfriend here is dancing about or is there more to it?"

"There's more of course. Guess what our darling brother did."

"Made a move on Bella?" she guessed, making me laugh.

"YES!" I screeched quietly, the excitement building up.

She started laughing. "Oh good! I can't believe he waited so long! I mean, I could feel the energy before them when he stepped up by her side. If Emmett hadn't told me that they were not dating before I saw them I never would have believed it! I'm so glad! I can't wait to see them."

"I take it the Bella and Edward situation is a go?" said another voice at a little distance, sending a hard shiver up my spine. My breath stopped. Could a voice be sexier?!

"Who's that?" I asked quickly, needing to know the name of the owner.

Rosalie laughed. "That would be my brother Jasper. Say Hi to Alice Jasper."

There was a moment as the phone was passed, then his voice was in my ear, again taking my breath away. "Hello Alice."

"Hi Jasper," I managed to choke out.

"I've heard so much about you. Everyone really. Neither Emmett or Rose have shut up since I climbed into this car two days ago. It's terrible."

I laughed, biting my lip again. "No worries, once you get here I'll save you from them, I promise. I know how bad Emmett can be, I can't imagine staying with the two of them together for more than a few hours."

"Well, it's getting better. I mean, I finally got to meet one of the three people I've been hearing about, right?"

I smiled. "Well, you get to talk to one. I refuse to call this a meeting. That waits till you get here."

He chuckled, making me close my eyes and just listen. "You are just like I imagined."

"Is that a good thing?" I pressed, hoping I had made a good impression.

"Oh yes, extremely. So, tell me what has my sister and Emmett so worked up! I can't be left out now."

"Edward kissed her last night," I whispered into the phone. "It was… extremely exciting."

"I'm sure it was," he whispered back, making me shiver. "Okay, my sister is trying to hit me so she can talk to you again."

I smiled. "It was very nice talking to you jasper, I'm looking forward to meeting you!"

"You too Alice. It won't be too long I hope." I nearly bit through my lip at that. God I hope not.

"Okay, so we are just a few hours away! We'll see you soon Alice! I can't wait to see Edward and Bella together! Bye!"

"Bye Rose!" I said, smiling at myself in the mirror and nearly jumping up and down as I waited to get rid of the phone and go get ready. The line clicked and I snapped my own shut, running out of the bathroom with the brush still in my hand. My bedroom door slammed behind me and I hoped I hadn't disturbed Bella or Edward. I run to my closet, quickly going to the back and pulling out my favorite baby pink dress (pic on my prof). I run my fingers along the smooth fabric before walking back into my room and laying it on my bed. It was perfect.

I hurry to the vanity Bella had set up with me in mind and ran the brush through my hair. After it was done I sit down, realizing that I had to calm down if I didn't want to be sitting there for an hour with nothing to do. I begin to run the brush through my hair again and imagine what Jasper looked like. I heard a little bit about him that day I had first me Rosalie. They were twins.

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EPOV

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Bella ran to get dressed about an hour later, deciding that if Alice caught her still in her robe we would both be murdered. I went back into my room as well, laying down on my bed and smiling as I thought about the last hour. It's amazing how even though we hadn't spoken it had been completely comfortable with us stretched on the couch, my arms around her while we took turns humming one song or another. I still couldn't believe that she had returned my lullaby earlier. How long had she known it? Had I really hummed it that often around her? I had never noticed…

There was a soft knock on the door.

"Come in."

Alice peeked her head around the door, "Hey Edward, can I talk to you?"

I smiled at her, knowing she had already been reamed once and didn't need it again. "Of course Alice."

She came in, closing the door lightly behind her. She sat down on the bed next to me, a robe wrapped tightly around her body though her hair was done up perfectly in curls. I didn't question this. She had probably been bored out of her mind while she tried to give Bella and I privacy. She smiled at me. "I'm glad that you two are finally getting together Edward."

I blushed and looked away, "Yeah." I paused, not sure if I wanted to know the answer to my own question. "How long have you known?"

She took my hand. "Remember that day when you guys went to get Esme's gift?"

I looked at her, surprised. "That's it? Really?"

She laughed. "How long have you known?"

I felt my cheeks burn a little more. "Longer."

She punched my arm, "Come on Edward. I won't tell her anything. I swear. This conversation is between you and I."

I sighed, looking at my sister. "Since the day that I met her."

She closed her eyes, shaking her head. "You waited too long brother. What were you thinking?"

"I'm not right for her."

Her eyes shot open, her jaw falling, "Edward, there is no one that is more right for her! She GLOWS when she is around you. No one else understands her like you do. You're her best friend!" she sighed, surprised by her own outburst. "And she is right for you Edward. You two are meant to be together. You always have been. You know that first day, when I went and introduced myself to her?"

I blinked a few times before speaking. "Yes."

"Well, I looked over and caught her staring at our table, but it was mostly at you. And you had been so… closed off lately. I got the weirdest jolt when I saw her and I had to meet her because I suddenly felt like it was meant to be. I didn't know what was meant to be yet, but I knew something was. And then I figured out exactly what it was after school that day. When you got to the car you were smiling, really smiling Edward, and it was so… unexpected. And then you told me that you had met Bella and just saying her name made you lips twitch. Everything I said about her I saw you make notes on. It was all in your eyes. I didn't think you really wanted her then, but I knew that you would. And that day when you attacked Emmett just for asking her to tell us something… I knew. I want you to listen to me, you two are meant to be together. I swear it."

I was flabbergasted. Then I managed my next question. "Alice… how long has Bella liked me? How long have I wasted?"