The Boy Next Door
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I'm sorry it's been so long, but I'm actually pretty proud of how soon I've updated considering how busy I've been. I can't believe that I have made it to chapter 8, and don't worry, there should be much more drama coming up soon! Anyways, thank you all so much for reading, and an extra thanks to those who have reviewed, followed or favourited.
Chapter 8
BPOV:
Previously:
"Yeah, you two were having quite the moment until Edward noticed us." Alice said accusingly.
"It really was nothing." I said, trying to convince both them and myself.
"We'll see." Rose said and they both smiled. We all went to sleep then, and I woke up tired but excited to spend the day with Edward; he already felt like a best friend.
I was awake before Rose and Alice were. I looked at the clock on Rose's nightstand, which told me it was a little past 9:00am. I wondered for a minute what to do, but decided to go downstairs when I smelt bacon frying and could hear Emmett's booming voice drifting up the stairs. When I came into the kitchen I saw that Edward and Jasper were sat together at two of the breakfast chairs facing away from me; but Emmett turned to me and beamed.
"Bellsies here!" he yelled as he rushed to me and grabbed me into a bear hug. I saw Edward and Jasper smiling at me over Emmett's huge shoulder. I could only grimace back at the pain of being squished against Emmett's chest. After Emmett had put me down, we all ate breakfast; Rosalie and Alice joining us soon after.
We all went to get ready after light conversation over breakfast; I was delighted that Rose and Alice only kept me captive for 15 minutes to 'get me ready'. I wore some of Rosalie's clothes; some dark blue jeans, a flowery white t shirt and (to my dismay), a pair of black ballet pumps. Rosalie and Alice left to go shopping, and Emmett and Jasper decided to spend the day at the gym, leaving me and Edward alone.
"So, you ready?" He asked me.
"What are we doing?"
"It's a surprise, but you might get cold. Do you have a jacket?" I shook my head no.
"Wait there." He said and I complied, watching him sprint upstairs, coming down seconds later and carrying a navy blue hoodie. It looked soft and cosy. On the front seemed to be a school logo, and the back had CULLEN written in block letters in white.
"It was the leavers' hoodie we got given from my old school. I love this hoodie." He said, smiling from the memories. He passed it to me and I slipped it on, breathing deeply his scent that now swirled around me. He smelt amazing; there was definitely a hint of cinnamon there. I had to regain myself before he realised what I was doing.
"Err, Bella?" he asked. I loved him my name sounded coming from him.
"Yeah?"
"You may want to change your shoes too. Those might not be suitable." He said sheepishly. I smiled at that and immediately kicked them off. He let me get my favourite converse from my house, and then we went back to his house where he picked up a picnic basket from the kitchen. I don't even know when he had packed it. He then looked at me expectantly.
"What?" I asked, bewildered.
"Do you know any good picnic areas? We just moved here. There was a great meadow we could have gone to near our old house. Is there anything round here?" he explained.
"Well, I've never found anything, but I guess I never really looked that hard." I admitted.
"Well, we'd better get looking then." He said, heading for the back door with the basket in his arms. I followed him out, and we walked together in a peaceful silence across his back lawn. That was the thing with Edward, the silences we shared weren't awkward as they would be with most other people; they were nice. I saw that their garden, like ours, had no fence and just lead straight into the woods if you walked far enough.
"What's your favourite colour?" Edward asked as we got to the edge of the woods; he turned to look at me and I looked back.
"Green" I blurted out before thinking about it, and then blushed and looked down.
"Why green?" he asked, looking rather perplexed. I figured I might as well tell him, I was never a good liar, my God awful blush always gave me away.
"It's the colour of your eyes." I admitted, not looking up, although I saw him smirk out of the corner of my eye.
"Ugh, don't be so big-headed!" I huffed, stalking ahead a few paces, I wasn't going to risk running as I would most likely fall. He caught up easily and grabbed my arm, pulling me gently to a halt.
"My favourite colour used to be green as well," he began, and I pulled a face at his odd use of the past tense.
"Now it's brown." He whispered, his breath caressing me; which was a thousand times better than the smell from the hoodie. I was momentarily dazed; he was dazzling me with that crooked smile, so I tore my eyes away from his face to avoid embarrassment. The fact that my eyes were brown kept flashing through my head, but I continued to push this thought away, he couldn't have meant that brown was now his favourite colour for that reason? It had to be a coincidence.
We kept walking and he continued his game of 20 questions; he asked me about each of the many broken bones I had suffered throughout my life due to my clumsiness, about my friends, and boyfriends (or lack thereof), which surprised him. When I asked him about his love life he was surprisingly shady, but I didn't push it; I didn't want to make him uncomfortable.
Our game was cut short when I saw an opening of the woods ahead. We had veered off the path some time back, and had been walking for about 10 minutes. The opening presented us with a meadow, to which we both smiled; proud of our finding.
"I think we've found our meadow." He said, still smiling. I liked the sound of our meadow a little more than I should. We walked to the centre and Edward put the basket down. He then delved inside and pulled out a large picnic blanket, which we sat down on.
Edward pulled out his iPod and a wireless dock. He set them down and put the iPod on shuffle, while proceeding to lay out a rather large array of food. I was impressed with his taste in music, and smiled to myself as the lyrics to "Somewhere only we know" played gently. It was shocking how fitting the lyrics were, as the meadow was now our "somewhere only we know":
"And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know"
Okay, well that's it for today. I really am sorry about the times I am making you wait, I know it's not fair, but do not fear! I come bearing good news! In about a week and a half, all of my exams will be over and then I'm all yours! Thanks again to all those who have followed, favourited, reviewed and just read this story! Please review, it motivates me more than you can understand to hear what you think. Okay, enough from me :P
Will write again SOON,
Lili x