Stephenie has it all. I just decided to play with her characters and add some of mine. I don't own anything you might recognize.
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That night I fell asleep right after my shower. I knew I should have made sure we weren't fighting and that everything was okay between us, but I felt so bad for what I'd done that I couldn't be around him at the moment.
What felt like minutes after I had fallen asleep, I felt Edward coming to bed and soon, his arms were around me then his lips on my neck.
"Sorry," I heard him mumbling before hugging me tighter to his chest.
I put my hand on top of his that was resting on my stomach and tangled our fingers. "Me too," I said under my breath.
His response was a kiss on my shoulder. I could finally sleep, knowing we were okay.
"Wake up!" I heard Edward saying loudly.
"What?" I mumbled, not opening my eyes.
"Wake up, we're late!" he shouted agitated.
"Late?" I moaned, turning on my other side.
"Bella, I'm serious! Get up! Or I will do it."
When I didn't hear him again, I finally went back to that state right before falling asleep when the bed disappeared from under me and I was in his arms, being carried somewhere.
"Whoa! What are you doing?" I shouted, wide awake.
"I forgot to put the alarm last night," Edward explained sheepishly. "It's six o'clock."
"Six?" I shrieked, trying to jump from his arms. "We have to be at the airport at seven thirty!"
"I know. Hurry, will you?" He put me down and after grabbing my clothes, I rushed to the bathroom. After a record of fifteen minutes total in the bathroom and nearly scattering my brain on the tub, I was out and ready to go.
"Why didn't you wake me earlier?" I groaned as I entered our bedroom.
"I washed then tried to wake you up for five minutes. We'll grab food in the airport."
Just as I was carrying one of the bags to the car, my phone rang. That's when I realized we had to collect Sylvia on the way.
"Hello," I answered quickly, stowing the bag close to the other three suitcases.
"Where the hell are you?"
"We're just leaving," I explained, looking at Edward who was locking up then unlocking and rushing back inside for some forgotten item.
"You're just leaving?" Sylvia yelled in my ear. "Do you realize how late it is?"
"We overslept," I admitted. "Look, we'll be there soon."
"No. We'll meet at the airport. I'm taking a cab or we'll be even later," she told me seriously.
"Okay, okay. See you soon."
"I'm boarding the plane if you don't make it on time."
I laughed. "You do that and we'll take the first one to Vegas," I joked making her groaned.
"O'Hara, quickly," I heard her saying. "I'm in the cab. I hope you are in the car."
"I'm by the car and Edward's still inside the house. I'm going to see what he lost." I hung up before she could make my ear bleed.
Rushing inside the house, I found Edward making a mess in the bedroom.
"We're going to miss the plane!" I announced to him. "What are you looking for? Please, tell me not the tickets."
"My shades," he said serious.
"Are you fucking serious now?" I yelled, grabbing his arm and dragging him out making him whine. "Go and start the engine." I pushed him out the house and locked up.
When we were finally in the car, he opened the glove compartment and grabbed his stupid sunglasses.
"We're going to the airport. Sylvia took a cab," I told him, snapping my seatbelt.
Edward parked outside the airport so we wouldn't have to pay, but that meant we had to carry all our baggage all the way to the airport. Walking faster than ever before, we made it inside and after a quick scan of the flights, we hurried to our gate where Sylvia was waiting. She looked like some dragon from those stories I read as a kid. If she could spit fire, she would have.
"Hurry up!" she snapped, giving her ticket to the woman there.
Once on the plane, Edward leaned into me to whisper in my ear. "You stay in the middle."
"Oh, I see how much you love me."
"Come on, she's gonna kill me. We are even later because of me."
"I'm staying at the window," Sylvia told us, plopping down and glaring out the window.
Edward pushed me to sit down and I gulped, finally sitting next to the devil. He sat on the aisle seat, taking my hand.
We stayed in relative silence for most of the flight. About an hour before we were to land, Sylvia turned to me, sighing heavily.
"I'm sorry, Bella, but…I don't know what got over me," she whispered. "I didn't have any right to do that."
"It's okay. It's our fault for not putting the alarm up," I told her. "Besides, you're still our wedding planner extraordinaire," I told her laughing.
"I told you that I hate that title. I just helped with a few things."
"You're better than Alice, believe me. But don't tell her that," I said.
She smiled, looking out the window again then back at me after a few minutes. "So what had he lost?" She nodded to Edward that was slumped in his seat, snoring loudly.
"His sunglasses….which were in the car."
She rolled her eyes. "Men."
"I couldn't agree more." I nodded.
After landing in Seattle, it took us over an hour to get through the security and baggage claim and when we finally left the airport, it was well into the afternoon. Edward was on the phone, shouting at Emmett probably while I found a spot away from everyone's way and sat down on my suitcase. I had a feeling we were going to wait for a long time.
"He's busy at work so he's sending Bob," Edward said, coming our way.
"Is Bob driving us to Port Angeles?" I asked surprised.
"I have no idea." He shrugged.
Half an hour later, Emmett's Jeep pulled up in front of the airport and he honked at us. Where was Bob?
"Hey, kids! How the hell are you?" Emmett asked, jumping out of the car.
"What the fuck, Emmett? You said you'll send Bob!"
"Yeah, I missed you too, bro."
"Hey, Emmett!" Sylvia greeted him, taking her luggage.
"Hey there. Let me help," he offered.
Edward rolled his eyes, picking up our bags and throwing them in the back of Emmett's jeep.
"What do you have there? Did you kill someone?" Emmett joked.
"One's Bella's for the wedding, one is ours for the stay in Port Angeles and the other one is for the honeymoon," Edward explained. "Are you taking us home?"
"Yes, actually. But I'm not staying, so we'll have to hurry so I can come back on light."
I stayed in the backseat with Edward while Sylvia was shotgun and they talked and talked, giving me a headache.
"You okay?" Edward murmured in my ear, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.
"I'm tired," I mumbled, snuggling better into his side and closing my eyes.
"Well, sleep, it's a long drive." I felt him kiss my forehead.
"I'm sorry about yesterday," I said into his shirt.
"I forgave you, Bella. Sleep, now."
When I woke up, I was in a bed and it was dark outside. We had made it to Edward's house and I had no memory of it. Crap, I'd been really tired.
Slowly, I rolled out of the bed and went in search of my bag where I had my toiletries. I had to go to the bathroom but I needed that first. I was making way too much noise in my search and I shouldn't have been surprised when light flooded the room, temporarily blinding me.
"Whatcha doing, woman?" Edward asked sleepily.
"Where's my bag?"
He pointed his finger to the corner of the room and I rushed there, opening it and taking what I needed.
"Go back to sleep, sorry," I whispered, going to his side to turn the lamp out.
"Leave it on or you'd break your neck," Edward mumbled, rolling on his side, away from the light.
"Right." I leaned to kiss his head before finally making it to the bathroom.
Once I was done, I went back to his room and turned the light off before crawling behind him. I'd always wanted to spoon him and it was so nice to feel his warm, muscular body in my arms.
The next time I woke up, the sun was coming out of the clouds and I knew it was still early in the day. Edward was still in my arms and I squeezed him tightly, kissing his bare back.
"Mmmm," he hummed, not really awake.
"Hey," I whispered, still kissing various spots on his back.
"Bella?"
"Yeah, who else?" I laughed.
He shrugged, rolling over to face me. "You were poking my ass with your knee. It's kinda disturbing."
I giggled, leaning into him to kiss him. "Sorry."
He licked his lips and reached to trace his finger over my cheek. "I'm sorry too for how I acted the other night."
"Forgiven," I told him. "Besides, it was my fault."
He opened his mouth, but before we could start bickering about who was sorrier, someone knocked on his door.
"I'm up!" he shouted.
The door opened a little and Esme poked her head inside, smiling. I felt my face and neck turning red. It wasn't normal for a mother to see this. Right?
"Good morning, my dears."
"Morning," we answered at the same time. That made her smile widen.
"I have breakfast ready then I'm going to steal Bella for a little talk."
"If you're going to go overboard like you did with Alice and Emmett's wedding…or the week before, you should know that I'm not happy with that," Edward told her seriously.
"I won't, honey. I know neither of you want that," Esme assured him. "Now, why don't you two join me for breakfast?"
The whole day, Esme told me everything she had done and asked if I'd like to change something. I loved everything from the decoration to the way she arranged the tables and to the dishes – some meals were something I'd never heard of before. She asked if I wanted to rehearse, but I decided against it because I wanted to experience that for the first time in exactly a week.
After dinner, I stayed in the kitchen to help her with the dishes, and tried to find out about the surprise honeymoon. She didn't let out anything, just smiling and assuring me Rose and Alice were taking care of the details as in clothing. That scared me because I knew what kind of clothes they liked.
When I finally went back to Edward's room, I found him lounged on the bed, hands under his head.
"I'm bored," he said just as I closed the door behind me.
"Yeah, me too. If we had left the audio system here…" I trailed off. "We can watch TV," I suggested.
"Or you could come here…" he murmured, shooting me a grin.
"And?" I asked, walking to him and lounging next to him.
Edward rolled on top of me, pinning my hands above my head. "And we could make out," he said seriously, pressing his lips to mine.
It was nice to make out like teenagers and not having a care in the world. I enjoyed every moment of our kisses and rolling around on the bed. I ended up on top of him and started kissing down his neck, wrapping my lips around his Adam apple earning a guttural moan from him. Edward's hands settled on my ass and he squeezed gently, bucking up. Unfortunately, we couldn't take this further. First, I was on my period and second, we were under his parents' roof. I really didn't want to try anything to make Esme hear him moaning in pleasure.
Edward seemed to realize it too because our kisses decreased in intensity until they were just small pecks.
"I'm gonna shower," he whispered against my lips. "I'd ask you to join me, but…"
"Go," I urged him, rolling on my back.
Once he was in the bathroom, I closed my eyes and relaxed, thinking of how in just a week everything would change. The closer to the wedding we got, the more it settled into my brain that I was getting married. Every time I thought about it, I felt a huge smile forming on my face. I couldn't wait for it to be over and for us to be married and finally alone and careless on our honeymoon…wherever that was.
Suddenly, Edward's phone started ringing from his nightstand. Taking it from there, I saw it was Liz. Unsure what to do, I rushed to the bathroom, knocking a few times.
"Yeah?" he shouted from the other side after I heard the water turning off.
"Liz is calling you. Should I answer?"
"Sure. See if you can find out where they're sending us!"
"Okay!" I shouted through the door before pressing the green button. "Hello, Liz."
"Hi, Bella. Were you sleeping? I'm sorry. I just realized the time."
"Shouldn't it be the other way round?" I asked amused. "And no, I wasn't close to the phone," I lied.
"Oh, okay. Can I talk to Edward? I misplaced the address Esme had given me a few years ago and I have no idea how to get there."
"Oh…um…he's in the shower. I'll tell him to call you because I don't know it either." I realized how stupid I sounded, but it was true.
"Okay, honey. I'm not going to bed until later so he can call me anytime."
"Sure. Uh, and Liz?" I asked tentatively before I lost my nerve.
"Yes, Bella?"
"Can you tell me where the honeymoon is? At least a hint? Anything? I want to know what clothes to take," I rambled, biting my lip.
"Sorry, can't let out. It won't be a surprise, would it, now?" she asked teasingly. "What I can tell you is that you'll both love it."
I felt arms wrapping around me, and Edward's breath washing over my neck. "Oh, Edward's here," I squeaked out, handing him the phone.
"Yes, Liz?" Edward asked, keeping my back to his chest as his nose nuzzled into my neck. He rattled away the address and just as he was saying the number, he stopped. "What day are you coming again?" he asked, stopping kissing my neck. "Oh, I'll tell Dad…uh, Carlisle to pick you up. He's coming home on Wednesday… Nope, not a problem, I'm sure… Right. Okay. Bye."
"Is Carlisle taking free hours?" I asked, titling my head back to look at him.
"That's what he said. He hasn't had a break in a long time," Edward answered. "Go and shower so we can go to sleep. Mom has plans for us tomorrow."
"Don't I know?" I mumbled. I kissed him and went to my shower.
Only when I stepped out, did I realize I hadn't grabbed anything to change.
"Edward?" I asked loudly.
"Did you say something?" he asked, opening the bathroom door a little.
"Yeah, I want some clothes. I forgot them," I mumbled, feeling my face turn red. If it were any other time, I was sure I would have left the bathroom naked.
"Your pjs?" he asked.
"And panties," I added in a small voice.
I heard him shuffling around before the door opened more making me panic and close it, or tried to anyway.
"Fuck, Bella!"
"Sorry, sorry," I said sheepishly, sticking my hand out the bathroom.
He slapped my palm laughing before putting my clothes there. I should have expected a joke from him.
When I left, I crawled in the bed, trying to look everywhere but at him. "Did I hurt you?" I finally asked, peeking at him.
Edward rolled on his side to face me. "What's up?" he whispered. "It's been so long since...you just acted so shy."
"It's not an act. I don't want you to see…that."
"Bella, that is normal. We're getting fucking married! Don't you think I should be used to your normal, natural problems by now?"
"I guess you should be, but still…I don't particularly enjoy…you knowing this. It's enough when I have to explain why I can't have sex."
He smirked, leaning down to kiss my forehead. "You can be so adorable sometimes." With that, he took me in his arms and we settled for the night.
They finally act like a hectic, about to marry, couple, huh? Edward is adorable, don't you think?
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