Chapter 12! Hope you guys like it!
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Perviously on 'You Found Me'
After a few minutes we both pull away, touching foreheads and trying to catch our breaths. Edward looks up at me smiling. "What were you trying to say before?" He asks, breathing hard.
I laugh as I remember. "It doesn't even matter anymore," I tell him, getting out of the car and racing him to the front door.
That night we fall asleep watching 'Iron Man' again - but this time I'm not shocked to wake up in his arms. Sure, the popcorn scattered everywhere didn't make it overly comfortable but it was one of the best sleeps I've had in years.
Chapter 12: Unknowing
JPOV
"You need to tell me exactly what happened."
"I just did!"
"Then what else was there? What did he look like?!" I practically screamed at him. I need to know if its George.
"He..I" He started stuttering. I wasn't having any of it, instead pushing him against the closed door.
"What?!"
"I didn't get a good look at him. He was wearing dark shades and a black hat."
"DID YOU SEE ANYTHING AT ALL?!"
"STOP YELLING AT ME!" He screams, pushing me so I fall onto my back; him standing over me. "I will happily tell you everything I know but treat me like that again... And that's it." He threatens, still towering over me.
I make a move to stand up, but the death glare he gives me makes me quickly sit back down.
"You want to know so badly?" He asks, looking down at me. "Here it is. The man was pale, but he still had color to him. From what I saw I believe he has a 'L' shape birthmark on his right hand. He was tall, taller than me but not by much. I didn't see his hair but he had a short mustache that was red so I'm guessing that's his hair color. I can't think of anything else but he had an Italian ascent. That's all I know." He huffs, leaning against the wall.
I took the opportunity to stand up so I was near Brad. He doesn't move away, so I take it as a sign I can move closer. I wrap my arms around his waist and lay my head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to act that way." I whisper, trying to soak in his scent.
He pushes me off, keeping his hands on my shirt. "Do you know this man?" He whispers, staring into my eyes and sounding frightened.
"I think so..."
"What's that supposed to mean?! Who is he then? What business does he have with Bella?" By the way Brad spit her name, it was evident that he still wasn't okay with her.
"It's not Bella he has problems with."
"Obviously!"
"It... I.."
"JACOB, WHO IS THIS GUY?!" He yells, grabbing my face. His face shows fear and sadness, but mostly he looks determined.
"My... my father's drug dealer."
"What?..."
BPOV
I can't tell you how long I laid there on the couch - mostly because I don't know how long myself, but it's been a while.
Edward hasn't woken up yet, not that I blame him. We were out late.
I laid there thinking about everything; how different everything is. I smile thinking about last night - the kiss or kisses we shared, how happy it made me, how happy he makes me. Maybe this town isn't so bad.
I start trying to wake him up. First by whispering to him, but when he doesn't listen I try shaking him and he just keeps on snoring. It's clear he's not a morning person. Frustrated, I try tickling him. He tries holding it in, his face turning red with the effort, but clearly my tickling skills are too great because not long after he cracks up laughing. He rolls over to try and get away from me - only to fall off the side of the couch and pull me with him.
Groggily, he brings up one of his hands to wipe the sleep from his eyes. "You know, you could have just kissed me awake." He teases.
I laugh, getting up. "Where's the fun in that?"
"Well," he sighs, finally standing up on his feet. "If I remember correctly, you had a lot of fun kissing me yesterday." He tells me, following me into the kitchen.
I turn my face away, trying to keep from him seeing the smile there. "Is that so?"
"Mmhmm." He teases, standing behind me by the counter. "But you know," he whispers into my neck as he wraps his arms around my waist, his cold breath making me shiver. "If you don't like kissing me," he says, placing kisses up my neck until he reaches my cheek, then turning me around and making me face him. Slowly, he leans his head towards me, placing his lips just centimeters away from mine. "We could always stop." he whispers, pressing kisses everywhere on my face except my lips.
I couldn't take it anymore, so I grabbed the back of his hair and crashed his lips onto mine. Easily, he melted and I quickly pulled away tapping his cheek sweetly. "Nice try," I said to his shocked face.
After breakfast, which took forever because Edward kept eating like he was filling a black hole, we decided to go visit my parents again - and by we decided, I mean my Mom did. Before we could even clear the table, she started calling my phone like crazy, crying about how we never see her anymore and now we're pulling in their driveway, while my Dad's trying to restrain my her from rushing towards us.
"My baby!" She calls, finally loose from my fathers arms and running towards me. Quickly, trying to protect myself, I huddle behind Edward gripping his shoulders.
Obvious to the fact that I wasn't moving my mother simply stood there with her arms crossed glaring at Edward. By this time, my dearest father decides to grace us with his presence and laughter. He walks over to Ma, grabbing hold of her shoulders in an attempt to calm her.
"Relax.." My father laughs, watching the both of us. "Edward, always a pleasure." He winks as he offers his hand.
"Likewise," Edward replies, shaking his hand.
"Come on in you two." My mother cheerfully says and practically hopping towards the door. Who gave her coffee?
Just as we're about to walk in, my dad stops us by placing a hand on Edward's chest. "You two would tell us if there... um.. If you were pregnant right?"
"DAD!" I nearly choke, while Edward's eyes go wide in shock.
"Charlie.. She's only been here for three days." Edward chokes out, trying to catch hold of himself.
"I'm only asking to be sure. Renee and I only knew each other for two days before Bella-"
"OKAY Dad, why don't we just go inside?!" I suggest, glaring at him. Finally sensing what I'm telling him, he walks inside - leaving Edward and I alone.
"Is he always like that?"Edward whispers to me, as we head into the house.
"Why do you think I rarely dated?"
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