A/N: 5 years is a very long time….here goes nothing.
Bella is anxious, and honestly that was an understatement. The brunette has been glancing at each clock in every class at least 5 times throughout the day. She could not wait until the day was over so she could spend time actually talking with her girlfriend. In fact she is so focused on time moving faster that the actual bell ringing makes her slightly jump out of her seat. Hurriedly she rushes to close her biology book and head to the next class. Two more hours.
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Rosalie was waiting next to Bella's Camaro when she arrived outside. The blonde was in Peter's hoodie again, nervously shifting her feet back and forth while staring at the ground; her blue eyes snap up to meet coffee ones at the sound of her girlfriend approaching. Taking a deep breath, she gestures to her car with a nod never breaking their gaze.
"You ready?" the brunette whispers. A small smile is given as an answer.
The ride to Bella's' house is a silent one, but not an awkward one. Both girls are mentally preparing themselves for the upcoming conversation. It's Friday and Charlie would not be returning until very late as he had promised an old friend in La Push that he would stop by after work today. Bella of course was ecstatic, with no one else there her and Rosalie could talk with no interruptions.
"Rose" sapphire eyes turn to face Bella as she releases a small sigh. "We can talk about whatever you feel comfortable with. I do have a lot of questions, but I don't want to pressure you into anything okay?" giving a genuine smile she exits the car quickly before her girlfriend can respond.
Bella walks to the passenger side and opens the door, extending her hand for the blonde to take. Lacing their fingers together she gently pulls her towards the front door.
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The room is quiet, they're both sitting on the edge of Bella's bed. The shorter girl sits patiently gazing down at their intertwined fingers as she awaits for Rosalie to say something, anything.
Should I ask a question, she internally thinks after almost 7 minutes of silence. Just as Bella begins to open her mouth, she immediately shuts it, finally hearing Rosalie's soft voice.
"I'm sorry"
"Sorry?" she questions just as softly; eyes coming up to look at the blondes' face.
"Yes" she nods. "I-I wanted to tell you myself but..." she trails off looking away and Bella can see the sadness and tears starting to form.
"No Rose don't be sorry. Hey, it's okay" reaching out she gently cups Rosalie's face guiding her so that their eyes are once again locked onto each other. "You've been through so much and I wish there was something I could do or say to make it better. I understand why it was hard to let me in, but I am so glad you did." Removing her hands and running them through her hair, Bella takes a deep breath.
"I meant what I said Rosalie, I love you. I'm in love with you" the brunette gives a nervous smile. Sure, this isn't the first time she's said those three words, but the nerves are still there; just like the tingles are still there every time her and Rosalie touch.
"Can I play a song for you?" Before she can answer Rose's phone is pulled out and placed on the bed between them and Bella lays back on her bed letting the piano sound fill the room.
I hold you
I hold you closer then I ever knew
I could do
But I'm confused
I thought I'd recognize when love was true
But I'm confused
Am I ready for love?
Or maybe just a best friend
Should there be a difference
Do you have instructions?
Maybe I'm stuck on what I see on TV
I grew up on Disney
But this don't feel like Disney
Smiling gently Bella thinks back throughout their short three-month relationship, music has always been their thing. Reaching forward she pulls her girlfriend down next to her shoulders lightly touching, intertwining their fingers once more as they both keep their gaze on the ceiling. She tunes her ears back to the song lyrics.
You say I turned out fine
I think I'm still turning out
You say I turned out fine
I think I'm still turning out
I hope you stick around
We're gonna figure it out
Who can I turn to now?
When I'm still turning out
When I'm still turning out
Bella knew they still needed to talk, there was a lot more to say about the past two weeks. However, she told Rosalie she wouldn't pressure her, and she meant it. If this was how the blonde wanted to communicate right now, then she's okay with that.
I'm a little kid, and so are you
Don't you go and grow up before I do
I'm a little kid with so much doubt
Do you want to be there to see how I turn out?
I'm a little kid, and so are you
Don't you go and grow up before I do
I'm a little kid with so much doubt
Do you want to be there to see how I turn out?
'Cause I'm still turning out
A/N: 19 year old me and 30 year old me are very different people. I hope this was worth the wait for some of you. The talk is not over by the way, just wanted to post something to get started.