Bella:
"Wh-What?" I splutter. I'm convinced I heard him wrong.
"Would you slap me if I kissed you?" Edward chuckles, leaning his forehead against mine.
"No." As soon as the word leaves me Edward crashes his lips against mine, holding the back of my head with his hand and passionately moving his lips. I move my lips in sync with his, closing my eyes and just enjoying the moment. I'm overwhelmed by emotions running through me. Edward thinks I'm beautiful. Edward's kissing me. And he's a pretty good kisser.
Breaking apart for breath, Edward pecks my lips a couple more times. We're both breathing heavily, though all I want to do is kiss him again. That was just…wow.
"Um, are you free tonight?" Edward asks, looking almost nervous.
"Maybe, why?" I tease playfully.
"Would you like to go on a date with me?" Edward asks, looking down at his lap. Have I actually managed to make this Hollywood star nervous?
"Of course," I grin, pecking his cheek.
A few more kisses later, I say goodbye to Edward since I need to find something suitable to wear tonight. We do exchange numbers, though, so we can arrange times for our date tonight. I'm sure Rose will help me with that, though.
When I get home I pick up my post, and then text Rose to meet me in my apartment. Almost instantly she barges into my apartment, asking me to explain everything.
"He kissed you? Oh my god!" Rose squeals as she tackles me into a tight hug.
"Yep. Now I need your help for date clothes," I tell her.
"Certainly. First, though, a drink to celebrate," Rose declares.
"Nothing alcoholic, please, I drank so much last night." The headache is beginning to go, but more alcohol will just bring it back.
I walk into the kitchen to get Rose and I some drinks of juice. As I walk back into the living room, I see Rose looking through my mail.
"You do realise you've got a letter from Pearson, the publishers, right?" Rose asks, holding up a letter.
"It's probably a rejection letter," I tell her. So far I've had two letter of rejection for my first novel I've written, called 'Twinkling Game'.
Despite what I say, Rose opens up the letter anyway, while I take a sip of my drink. I sent out the book to publishers on a whim, so I'm not particularly surprised that no one has wanted to publish it.
"Oh my god," Rose exclaims.
"What?" I ask, walking over to her.
"They want to publish it. Your book. They want it!" Rose screeches, jumping up and down.
Without speaking, I take the letter from Rose and read it myself. They want an interview. With me. To discuss my book.
I think I scream a bit. Maybe a lot. All I know is that Emmett comes in 10 minutes later to ask about all the noise.
A/N: The song from chapter 20 was When You Were Young by The Killers, in case anyone wanted to know :)
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