Bella:

Suddenly the TV has been turned off and I look to see a very angry Edward.

"I'm sorry…uh, I didn't realise they took a picture of us. I should probably, um, go, or something," I mumble, standing up to leave. If I were him, I would be annoyed about constantly having people comment on my love life and assume I was going out with whoever I was pictured with. Of course Edward isn't going out with me.

"What?" Edward asks, facing me. "No!" he shouts suddenly.

"Um, no to what?" I ask, maybe just a little nervous.

"Don't go," Edward pleads, quietly, "please," he adds.

"Ok," I nod, sitting back down.

"I'm sorry about how I reacted," Edward tells me.

"I understand. I'd get annoyed if I was pictured with someone only a couple of times and everyone thought we were dating," I assure him.

"That's not it! No, I was annoyed because of the way they were depicting you. They're calling you just a brunette, and how they called you dull before. Bella, you are in no way dull, you're beautiful, and funny, and amazing. I just…I got annoyed at it. Sorry if I scared you or anything." Edward thinks I'm beautiful? Everything else he just said is forgotten because, well, he thinks I'm beautiful! I think he's beautiful.

"I'm not scared. Nope. Not at all," I tell him, trying to hide my grin. He thinks I'm beautiful!

"Why the stuttering then?" Edward smirks, leaning forward.

"W-What st-stuttering?" Smooth. Real smooth.

"That," he chuckles, only about two inches away from my face. Oh god, oh god. Breath in, breath out, and repeat.

"Oh," I squeak, biting my lip to hold in the squeals. Edward reaches forward and tugs on my bottom lip with his thumb, releasing it from my teeth.

I think I'm about to spontaneously combust or something.

"Much better," he smiles, gently resting his hand on my cheek. I lean into his hand, unable to resist. "You truly are beautiful," Edward comments. It's only now, when he's so close to my face, I realise how wonderful his eyes are. The green is unlike any colour I've seen before. Perfect, like him.

"You have pretty eyes," I blurt, blushing at my admission.

Edward chuckles, still keeping eye contact with me, leaning forward a couple more centimetres. "May I kiss you, Bella?" Edward asks quietly, so quietly I almost don't hear him.

A/N: Do you think they will kiss?

Oh, and, anyone know the song from the last chapter? :D

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