A/N:

Umm, thanks to everyone who has recently joined the fan base of this story. It makes me extremely happy to know that you read my story, or at least what I posted of it. Also to the readers who were here when I first started the story. Thanks for sticking with me through the non posting spell. I apologize.

Before I start this chapter I have something I would like to address. I received quite a few reviews that really burned my biscuits. I appreciate reviews, all reviews, no matter what you have to say. I can take criticism. I feel it makes me a better writer. But what I will not take is insults. I don't recall who the reviewer was and even if I did I wouldn't call you out in my author's note, but in any case. I am not Stephenie Meyer. I think the book is quite perfect as it is. I am writing a role reversal; so naturally, things are going to be different. Sure the first few chapters are loosely written like the beginning of Twilight, but that's all. If you're looking for Twilight: Take Two, you won't find it here. Please look elsewhere. I hope my little rant doesn't discourage anyone from reviewing.

Well, sorry for the really long Author's Note, here's chapter seven. By the way, one of the reviews said that they couldn't tell when I switched p.o.v. so I'll try to clear that up. Enjoy!!!!!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the brilliancy known as Twilight written by the Phenomenal Stephenie Meyer.

Chapter Seven

Closer

*Bella P.O.V.*

"Alice!" I shouted at my sister. "I look fine. Can you please stop doing to my hair whatever it is that you're doing. I don't like it when you put all of that junk in it. It feels weird when I run." I watched Alice roll her eyes at me in the mirror she had seated me in front of.

"Bella, it's called gel. It's supposed to make your hair more controlled. How are you going to explain your hair looking windswept to your human date? Hmmm? Are you going to tell him that it looks like you just came out of a wind tunnel because you just so happen to run at super human speed?"

I chewed at my bottom lip, a bad habit I hadn't let go of before I was turned. Alice was right about one part of her argument. I definitely couldn't tell Edward that I ran faster than most cars. Hmmm, cars. I wonder…..

"Alice, stop!" I said as she came close to putting the gooey stuff I hated so much in my long brown hair.

"What?" she said looking truly accosted.

"I'll drive. If you won't put that shit in my hair." Her expression changed from one of confusion to complete and utter excitement.

"Which car will you drive?" she asked, eyes alight with joy.

"Mine, of course." I said folding my arms over my chest.

She pouted a little. "I guess that will do."

I hopped up from her pristine little vanity chair and hugged her. "Thanks, sis. You're amazing. And by the way, it's not a date." As I ran from the room, I heard her mumble, "Sure it's not."

I continued to laugh as I walked into my closet to pick out something to wear to the movie Edward and I were seeing tonight. It had been almost two months since I helped Edward cook dinner after returning his books. I found that I rather enjoyed his company and was sad whenever I wasn't near him. But we we're friends, that's all. I think….

I finally decided on a simple navy blue long sleeved v-neck and a dark pair of jeans. I pulled on a long pair of black high heeled boots and began to search for my car keys. Normally I wouldn't have worn heels, but Edward was quite a bit taller than I was and I found that I liked to be closer to his height, so heels it was. I found my keys and ran down stairs. I wasn't really paying all that much attention to where I was going and I almost ran into Esme and Carlisle who were standing near the bottom of the staircase.

"Watch out, dear." Esme said, reaching out to brush an imaginary mote of dust from my shirt.

"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" Carlisle asked gathering Esme's hands in his own to keep her from attacking my clothes. I smiled.

"Edward and I are going to see a movie in Port Angeles."

"Ah," Esme breathed. "You're going on another date? I am so pleased!"

I groaned and Carlisle chuckled. "Esme, darling. I do believe if Bella could blush she would be doing so now. I will save her the trouble of saying what she does every time someone mentions her and Edward spending time together. It's not a date. I think she says it so much to convince herself more than anyone else."

My reply lacked conviction. "But it's not a date."

"Well in any case," Esme said finally getting Carlisle to relinquish his hold on her hands. "I would like to meet your young man, even if you are only friends."

"I don't know, mom. We'll see. I'll run it by him and see what he thinks. But I really don't think it'll be an issue."

"It would be lovely if he would come."

"It would be nice to meet the young man we've heard so much about." Carlisle said chiming in.

"Like I said, we'll see." I said making my way towards the garage.

"Okay, darling. Be safe." Esme said starting to ascend the staircase.

"I always am, Mother." With that I finished the short journey to my car and climbed in. Noting that it was rather cold out, I turned on the heat so that the car would be warm for Edward. I pondered comments that my parents and sister were constantly making about my relationship with Edward. Maybe they were on to something, maybe Edward and I were becoming more than friends. With everything that was a mystery about our relationship, one thing was crystal clear to me. My life felt so much fuller with Edward in it.

*Edward P.O.V.*

"Dad, I'm leaving." I said to Charlie from the hallway where I was sorting out my coat and house keys before Bella arrived.

"Oh, where are you going tonight?" Charlie asked from the living room where he was watching some game or other.

"Uh, Bella and I are going to the movies." I said dreading the comment that I knew was coming. Charlie was nothing if not consistent, so it was inevitable.

"You sure are spending a lot of time with Bella lately. Don't you have any guy friends to hang out with? You know, to hang out with and catch a game every now and again?"

I sighed deeply. My mom always said that I was born a few decades late. The things that most boys my age got up to really didn't interest me in the slightest. I was thankful that my mother had not pestered me about it, but Charlie wouldn't let it go.

"No Dad, I don't have any guy friends I can, you know, catch a game with." I sighed again. "Sorry to disappoint you." I added under my breath.

"What was that, son?"

"Nothing, Dad." At that moment I heard Bella's car in the drive. 'Perfect timing.' I thought to myself.

"I'll see you later," I added and pulled open the front door. I wasn't really paying attention and I almost ran into Bella.

"What," she asked a slight smirk on her face. "I don't get to speak to the Chief?"

"Not tonight," I said grabbing her hand and towing her off the porch. I pulled open her door and she slid into the driver's seat. When I had folded my long limbs into her car she sped off down the road at her normal dizzying speed.

It was a typical evening for us. We saw the movie and chatted about it while I ate dinner. For whatever reason Bella never ate when I did. She was always not hungry, or just ate before she left home. It really didn't bother me and I enjoyed her company immensely, so why ruin a good thing?

The difference in the usual routing of our outings came on the way home. We were driving in a comfortable silence when Bella asked me a question that I had been pondering the answer to for the past week.

"Edward?" she had asked.

"Yes, Bella?"

"What would you call us?"

"What do you mean 'call us'?" I had asked a little confused.

"I mean us, Edward. Are we just friends, more than friends or what? Because I've been running this through my head for a while now and I can't figure it out. So I need some of your brilliancy to enlighten me."

"Well," I began clearing my throat. "I don't really know. But I do know this. I love your company. Every moment I'm away from you feels like an eternity. I find that whenever my mind is not occupied you are the only thing on it, and even some time when I am occupied my thoughts center on you. So I don't know what we are, but I know what I would like us to be." At this point we had made it back to my house and Bella had killed the engine and turned out her headlights.

"And what is that?" she said with her face turned towards her window. I curled a finger under her chin and turned her face towards mine. I peered into her golden eyes.

"I would like for us to be more than friends. Bella, I would like it very much if you would be my girlfriend."

She took in a shallow breath and said in a quiet voice. "Okay."

"Okay." I said with a slight smile. She touched my face.

"I love how your smile occurs on only one side of your face most of the time. It's so charming." She said in a voice just above a whisper.

"Thanks," I said leaning closer to her. "I love everything about you." I leaned closer to her. Our lips were a whisper apart. I searched her eyes one last time and closed the distance. I had expected her lips to be cold. The rest of her was cold; it was just something that I expected. What I didn't expect was the electric current that pulsed through me, and heightened when she wrapped her arms loosely around my neck. I pulled back and looked at her.

"Thanks for enlightening me," she said with a smirk.

"Hmm, you too," I said and her smile widened. She glanced at her watch and sighed. She slowly unwound her arms from my neck.

"Until tomorrow," I said and she smiled and nodded.

"Until tomorrow." I put my hand on the door handle but she stopped me. "Oh, I almost forgot."

I turned back to look at her angelic face. "Yes?"

"My parents really want to meet you and I told them I would ask you and see what you thought…."

"Umm, sure. That would be nice."

"Okay," she said seeming to brighten.

"Okay then," I said and climbed from the car. "See you tomorrow, Bella."

"Good night, Edward."

I looked back as I pushed the front door open and watched her speed away.

'Wait,' I thought to myself as I stepped inside the doorway. 'Why is the door unlocked and half open?'

"Charlie?" I called into the quiet house.

*Bella P.O.V.*

I pulled into the garage and killed the engine. I was on cloud nine. I was utterly elated with the way things were going. At this rate, there was no way in hell Alice's vision could ever be true.

"Alice darling," I called as I entered the house. I was surprised to see her sitting on the stairs head in hands. I rushed to her side.

"Alice! Alice! What's happened? What's wrong?"

She looked up at me with sad eyes. If she could cry her face would have been drenched with tears.

"Bella, I am so sorry. It wasn't supposed to happen this soon. I am so sorry!"

If I had a heartbeat it would have stopped at that moment.

A/N: So there's Chapter Seven, my dears. I hope it isn't going too fast. If enough people tell me that they feel it is I'll do a rewrite. Or try to at least. I'm sorry for the sort of cliff hanger. I hope you all enjoyed it! Please, please, please review. I deeply covet your thoughts about my writing so willingly turn them over and I won't have to be mischievous. Ha Ha, just kidding. But really though, please review. I probably won't post chapter 8 until I hear from enough of the readers. I hope you all enjoyed this. Good bye for now.

Devil