Over the rest of the long weekend, Edward and I are always together… always touching, unable to be apart.

We don't need to be… this… this is perfect. Just the two of us with Alice and Jasper in the little townhouse… it's all I could ever ask for.

That's when I realize that the time is now.

"Edward?" I whisper as we watch the end of the sad, sad movie.

He's stroking my hair and dropping kisses on my head, anywhere he can reach. "Yeah baby?"

I close my eyes for a minute and breathe in deeply. When I exhale, I push away from his chest and look at him.

He looks back, worried and yet also curious.

"Move in with me."


Shall he say yes... or shall he say no?

Oh and may I ask, what is the true definition of a drabble? Because you see, my friend (who is also reading this) and I were debating about it. She says that it's short chapters that have a non-linear pattern and therefore my story was not one. I said that mine was in fact a drabble.

And so I am asking you, my dear readers... :D

please review

bexie25

(P.S. Those of you who are readers of A Choice, I will be updating very soon. I have rewritten the next chapter at least five times and only now is it working out. It will still have a certain Unwelcome Visitor, but it will have a... funnier underlining rather than a... not so funny underlining.)