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Chapter Six:

I opened the door slowly and hesitated before going in and shutting it behind me.

Edward was sitting at a desk covered in neat stacks of paper, staring seemingly at the wall. I swallowed hard and took a tentative step towards him.

Oh man, what do I do?
Okay, get it together Hannah. You can do this. Just open your mouth and make words happen. You've done that your entire life, now go get 'em tiger.

"You're mad at me." It wasn't a question. I knew Edward was angry. "I am not mad at you, Hannah. I understand why you did what you did." He didn't even look at me when he spoke and I felt the sting that came with that.

"Then who are you mad at?" I asked moving further into the impeccably clean and organized room. I took notice of his impressively large CD collection and made a mental note to beg him to let me look through them later.

"Chris. I am mad at Chris. His stupidity put you in danger," he said lowly, practically hissed.

He did not just say that.
Someone better hood me back!

My blood spiked and eyes narrowed into slits. "Don't. Don't talk about him like that. He made an error in judgment, a mistake. Plus, I was the one that didn't remember the first rule to potions: always bring spares. If I had done what I was taught we both would have left at the same time." I spent a moment to reign in my temper.

He was just worried.
Wow, Edward was worried about me.
I tried not letting that get to my head.

"Either way," I went on. "I told him next time he can't find a demon hunting partner to just come get me and I'll go with him. See? Problem solved."

Edward slammed his hands down hard on the desk causing the wood to splinter. I jumped back out of shock and my back met the door.

"No, not problem solved! How is that supposed to make me feel better?" By now he was on his feet and glaring at me with dark eyes.

"Okay look, I'm not going to let you bully me so back off and cool down. You're not my dad or my boyfriend so if I want to spend my free time vanquishing demons then I'm going to whether you approve or not," I all, but yelled at him. I had taken a few steps closer to him and held his glare with one of my own. Suddenly, a stack of CDs violently launched off of a shelf and across the room.

"Oh shoot!" I exclaimed as Edward sprung backwards. Muttering curses under my breath, I flicked my wrist and lifted the CDs into the air. I could see Edward watching me out of the corner of my eye as I directed each CD back into place by a simple point of my finger.

"What, exactly, was that?" He asked curiously, approaching me once more but I raised my hand up and, with my telekinesis, held him at bay.

"That was my immense anger triggering my magic. Our magic is tied closely to our emotions and anger, which I am feeling a great amount of, is the most connected," I explained and gave him a little push backwards. I could feel my anger dissipating with the close proximity and turning into something else. The same something I was trying to bury.

"Please don't do that. Don't push me away. I don't think I could stand it." His voice sounded pained and when I met his eyes I could see hurt.

"What do you want from me, Edward? Why are you acting like this? No one else is this worked up about it. I just don't get it."

I was getting desperate. I could feel him push through my telekinetic hold and my heart started to quicken.

"You can't tell me you haven't noticed," he said in an almost mocking tone.

"Noticed what?" I bit out harshly, not liking how the tables have turned.

I stopped holding him back and let my hand drop, it wasn't doing much good anyways.

Okay, Hannah, what is he doing?
What do you do?
Run? No.
Shield? No.
Are you even afraid? No
Should you be? Possibly.

He's looking right at you!
Say something!

Before I could get out a word he laughed.
At me.

Bastard.

"Okay, before I decide to launch you out of your scenic view window, you might want to explain to me what exactly is so hilarious where you feel it's proper etiquette to laugh in my face."

At that he stopped right away. I think he could tell exactly just how pissed off he was making me.

"I'm sorry. You're right, that was completely rude of me. It's just what I'm trying to not so subtly hint at is that I like you, Hannah Halliwell."

Before I could even register what I was doing, I threw up my hands and froze him.

"Oh god, oh god, what do I do? Okay, Hannah, calm down. Breathe. You didn't make anything explode, that's a plus. Now you have to unfreeze him. Oh shoot, he's going to know. Stupid, smart vampire. Okay. Okay. Okay and unfreeze him!"

I ranted for about thirty seconds before gaining the courage to unfreeze him.

"I'm sorry!" I blurted out immediately. "I panicked. Nervous habit, heh."

"Was I just frozen?" He asked looking around confused.

"I'm sorry," I said again. "You said you liked me and I freaked out. No one has ever liked me before. I, uh, I'm sorry. I like you, too, if it's any consolation unless that freezing thing made you think I was a weirdo," I rambled until he put a finger to my lips.

"You are most definitely a weirdo, but that's not a deterrent, believe me. And I doubt that no one has ever liked you before," he said with a smile while pulling me onto his couch next to him.

"Nope. Not a one, but Chris never really gave anyone a chance. He's very much the overprotective older brother. It's sweet, though. If anyone did have feelings for me they'd have to go through him and then Wyatt and just wait until you meet Piper, she's truly terrifying. No one wants to date a daughter of a Charmed One. Too intimidating, I guess."

He was smiling wider as I spoke and I raised an eyebrow. "You said "until you meet Piper", I like that."

"I want you to like Chris," I said suddenly. "I can't be with anyone that doesn't. It's very important me."

I wasn't going to budge on that. Boys come and go, but Chris meant everything to me.

"I don't dislike your cousin. The situation just found me to be...hesitant," he said gingerly.

"Hesitant? That's the best you've got? Really?" He just playfully shoved me, lightly though so I didn't go flying into the wall.

"A date," he said suddenly, startling me.

"Uhh... It's the 21st?" I wasn't really sure where this was headed, but pouted slightly as he laughed at me again.

"No, not the date. A date. I want to take you on a proper date," he explained, still chuckling as I blushed.

"I, uhh, I'm going to be dreadfully awkward. I've never really been on a date before," I said while rubbing the back of my neck nervously.

"So is that a yes?" He was smiling that crooked smile of his and it widened as my heart sped up.

Dick.

"Like I'm going to say no, gosh, but keep it on the least fancy side, alright? I'm horrible in nice places. I get all clumsy and left footed." I flopped my hands around and shook my foot out accordingly. "I'm truly an embarrassment to be around in almost every setting, just so you know what you're getting yourself into."

"For some reason I highly doubt that. So let's say Saturday at ten o'clock. I want the whole day. That alright with you?"

I pretended to think for a few seconds, rubbing my chin. He quirked an eyebrow at me and I nodded.

"What do you have in mind?"

His replied exactly how I thought he would.
"Now why would I tell you? That would ruin all of my fun."

I was about to protest but one more of his famous crooked smiles and I was a goner.

Oh boy.