Bella:
Edward and I are dancing in his living room, though I can't really remember why. Music was just playing, so we got up to dance. Actually, the music's pretty loud, and we're both shouting along with the lyrics.
"WE'RE BURNING DOWN THE HIGHWAY SKYLINE!" I shout/sing. I probably sound awful, but Edward does too.
"Bella, you're just, like, so much fun," Edward sighs, sitting down and smiling contently.
"So are you!" I grin, flopping down next to him. There's a loud knocking on his door, so we both go up, giggling, to answer it.
"Do you mind turning your music down, it's 4 in the morning!" A fairly elderly man rants.
"You can join us if you'd like?" Edward offers, gesturing inside.
"I'd rather sleep." The man storms off, so Edward and I go back inside and turn down the music. Only a little.
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I wake up the next morning, lying on Edward, on his sofa. I take a quick look down, thankful to see that I'm still in my clothes from last night. My head, however, is killing me, and I dread to think of how much alcohol I consumed.
"Bella?" Edward hums.
"Sorry, did I wake you up?" I whisper.
"No, I need the toilet," Edward rolls us over so that I'm lying on the sofa, before hurrying off. I wonder into the kitchen, and grab a glass of water and some paracetamol, and leave a couple on the side for Edward. Then, I find the things from his fridge need to make pancakes.
"What are you doing?" Edward asks, making me jump a little.
"I was just gonna make pancakes. Is that alright?" I turn around and show him the mixture.
"Yeah, I, uh, I could have taken us out for breakfast," Edward mumbles. "Are these for me? He asks, pointing at the paracetamol.
"I thought that since you had the same amount of alcohol as me, your head would be hurting as well. And I like cooking, so it's alright," I resume pancake making, while Edward takes the pills.
When I give him a plate with some pancakes, he quickly digs in, moaning in delight. I have to stifle a chuckle at his reaction to food.
"Shit, you're such a good cook," he says between mouthfuls.
"Why thank you," I chuckle, shovelling in some pancakes myself.
Once we're finished, I'm about to wash everything up but Edward stops me. "I made the mess, I should clear it up," I tell him.
"Don't worry about it. I'll do it later," he tells me. We go into the living room and put on the TV, which automatically goes to a gossip channel. Just as Edward's about to change it, there's a picture of us, probably from last night.
"Edward Cullen has once again been pictured with a brunette. Is there something going on between the pair, as this is the third time we've pictured them together?"
A/N: What will Bella's reaction to the news be? :D
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