THE NEXT DAY AT LUNCH

Bella POV

I watched in confusion as Edward got up from his chair, and then climbed onto the table. He cleared his throat loudly,

"If I could have every ones attention please? Thank you. Now, I want to start by explaining why I am doing this. Recently, I haven't been very sensitive or caring to the feelings and needs of my girlfriend Bella, she has been feeling unwanted and un-needed, then I broke a promise, which was really the last straw. I want to take this time to beg for her forgiveness. Isabella Marie Swan-Cullen. Bella. You are the most beautiful and precious thing in my world. You are the person I turn to for comfort, for love, for advice and for protection. You are my safe-haven, my rock. I love you. I love you with all my heart, with all my soul and with all my being. You are the only person I could ever see myself spending the rest of my life with, and I can only pray that I could be that person to you too. Am I that person?" He said this with such a sincere vulnerability that all I could do was nod my head, whisper a 'yes' and fling myself at him. We kissed, and the whole cafeteria burst into applause. After a couple of moments I pulled away,

"I feel like it's our wedding again," I murmured into his ear, gesturing to all the people who were staring at us. He laughed,

"I love you even more now than I did then, which I believed could not have been possible" he grinned.

"I love you" I said simply, before kissing him gently again, then pulling him off the table. He sat on his chair and I sat on his lap, keeping my arms locked securely around his neck. I was never letting him go again.

Alice POV

I was still smiling at Edward and Bella's sweet reunion, when I saw Jasper get up onto the table. I turned to him and glared, my hands on my hips. "What are you doing?" I asked incredulously. This was not what I had seen in my visions. He had tricked me! And I was pissed.

"Apologising," he hissed out of the corner of his mouth. I watched as all the spectators, who were still talking about how cute Bella and Edward were, shushed each other and turned expectantly to Jasper, who was squaring his shoulders. "Alice," he began nervously, "I know that you have been feeling like I don't pay you enough attention, and that I am more interested in my books than I am in you," I huffed, and glared at him some more. "But that isn't true. I have heard every single word that you said, because every word that you say and everything that you do are almost as important to me as you are, and I love you. With all my heart and mind and soul I do, and I want you to understand that nothing, not my books or my guns, mean more to me than you do. You are my future, and without you I am nothing. Please will you forgive me?" a hopeful little smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he looked down at me. I let my hands drop from my hips. I smiled up at him and hopped up to join him on the table. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I looked deep into his eyes.

"I would, but you forgot to tell me how gorgeous I am," he grinned in relief.

"You are also the most beautiful creature I have ever had the pleasure of seeing, is that good?"

"yes." I replied shortly, and leaned in. it was a short kiss, but full of forgiveness and love. The whole cafeteria 'awwed'. I gently tugged on his hand, pulling him off the table where we sat next to Edward and Bella, who were both smiling. Then we turned to Emmett.

"Your turn," Edward snickered.

Rosalie POV

I glared up at Emmett who had taken his place on the table. This ought to be good. He gulped, then squared his shoulders.

"Urmm, for my 'beg for forgiveness speech', I have prepared a poem, so, urm, here goes." He took another deep breath and I continued glaring, though this glare was more expectant then angry. Then he started.

"Rosalie, you think I only like you for what we do in bed

But really, without you I'd rather be dead,

Maybe it's your smile, your laugh or your glare,

Or maybe it's the way you stick by me, we're a pair.

It might be your mind, your humour or your looks,

Or the way you slap me when I read dirty books,

Maybe it's all the fun times we have shared,

Or the times I've laughed while you glared,

Or the feeling I got when you carried me home,

It could be because I sat on your favourite gnome,

Whatever it is I don't want it to end,

Though we may hit a rather bumpy bend,

Because the only thing I really know how to do,

Is look at you and say 'I love you'." Emmett looked down at me proudly when he had finished his poem, and I just looked up at him silently, my mouth slightly open. His smile faltered, but then I flung myself at him. He caught me and we kissed, a long passionate kiss where all the bad feelings and memories simply dissolved. "So you liked my poem?" Emmett asked a few moments later, with a hopeful smile on his face.

"I loved your poem!" I grinned widely, "That was the most romantic thing you've ever done for me!" He grinned back.

"Well, I also got you this; in case the poem didn't work." He held out a beautiful diamond necklace. I smiled.

"Put it on me," I said, turning. He pulled back my hair and clasped the necklace around my neck. I turned back and kissed him one more time. "I love you, Emmett."

Edward POV

Bella and I sat in the back seat of the Volvo while Alice drove. Usually I wouldn't let anyone drive my car, but I felt like I owed it to Bella to sit with her. She laid across the back seat, with her head in my lap. I played with her hair while she looked at me through those long, thick lashes. Suddenly, her thoughts joined the few I could hear.

I liked your speech today, though I would have preferred us to be alone, so that I could act upon my impulses.

I looked at her in confusion, then images of what those impulses were flashed from her mind to mine, and I gripped her arms tightly. "Stop," I begged quietly, but she just laughed. "Just you wait till we get home," I threatened, but to no avail, the images just kept coming.