Unexpected Summer – Edward POV

Summary: Edward Masen's POV of my one shot Unexpected Summer. You don't have to read that story to understand this, but it is helpful.

Rated M

A/N:

1. I have to thank a few people that encouraged me to write Edward's POV. First, my awesome beta Kat. She goes above and beyond when it comes to editing my mess. I love her and the friendship we share grows by leaps and bounds daily. I also have to thank MsKathy for all that she does. She is awesome inside and out. I owe her a huge thank you for letting me be slightly late for the Haiti Compilation. Go check out any of my favorite authors. They are one of the few reasons that I chose to start writing.

2. I also would like to thank the awesome Crimsonmarie for being my pre-reader.

3. I have to thank Stephanie who supports me and helps me be a better author. I love her and if you haven't been reading her story, Don't You Wanna Take a Ride with Me, run don't walk and read it: s/5469761/1/

4. I have to warn you, Edward's POV is much more graphic. He's a poet, artist, smart and confident. When he wants something, there isn't much that can stop him.

4. These songs inspired me a lot in writing Edward's POV. I would recommend listening to them in this order: Beautiful Love by The Afters, Iris by Goo Goo Dolls, Closer by Kings of Leon and Pug by Smashing Pumpkins.

Edward POV

I can still recall with perfect clarity the first time I ever noticed Bella Swan.

It was Valentine's Day and I had decided to stop by the band room to see if my sister Rosalie was in class so I could get her physics notes. Rosalie wasn't there but I would have most likely been blind to Rosalie because I was rendered speechless.

She was sitting on a chair playing the song "Let it Be" on her flute.

Her eyes were closed.

Her luminescent, brown hair was haphazardly pulled up in a ponytail with a few soft curls cascading down her neck.

My god, she was beautiful.

The emotion that her body was conveying added to that beauty. How did I never notice her?

A couple of months ago, I wouldn't have noticed her. I was still in a relationship with Tanya.

However, that relationship ended after one of the longest conversations we had during Christmas. You would think that after we mutually decided that we were better off as friends it would have been awkward but it wasn't. Tanya and I still talked to each other. I truly believe that the fact that we have been friends since childhood made it was easy for us to step back to being only friends. When she and Garrett started dating there wasn't any awkwardness. I don't think I have ever seen Tanya so happy and so in love.

I was drawn back to the present when I heard a soft sneeze.

My eyes re-focused on the beautiful girl that I happened upon.

Bella had put down her flute and was finishing blowing her nose. She stood up and started walking towards the door where I was standing.

I would have moved but I couldn't.

The slightest hint of a blush was emerging from her cheeks.

Her brown eyes looked intently at mine. I swear I wanted to get lost in those eyes.

My mouth opened to say something when the final bell rang. I shook my head at her and gave her a small smile before I ran to physics.

Completely forgetting that I didn't have any notes should have worried me, but I realized that I didn't care.


The month of February flew by in what seemed like a drug induced haze. I stayed at my lunch table with my friends, but the second I saw Bella go towards the band room, I would subtly leave the lunch table and watch her play. I didn't do that every day, even though I wanted to. I didn't want to seem like a stalker, but Bella had completely taken my world by storm. I looked forward to getting up for school. We didn't have any classes together, so the only time I really saw her was during lunch. Lunch was quickly becoming my favorite time of the day. I watched her casually and there were things I noticed about her.

She never stuck to one group every day. She had a lot of friends.

Her smile brought me to my knees.

Her laugh made me want to make her laugh.

My attraction to her grew even more. I couldn't believe that a girl, no change that, a woman, that was as beautiful as her didn't have a boyfriend. She did have a few admirers but, they didn't seem to hold her attention for very long.

It was the middle of March that my one of my glances at Bella got Rosalie's attention. I was doing my physics homework in the kitchen and Rosalie casually asked me if I had ever heard of Bella Swan. I tried to blow her off, but the blush that appeared at my cheeks gave me away. Rosalie knew that blush way too well because we shared that in common. I remembered the first time I asked her about Emmett McCarty she blushed and then proceeded to tell me how Emmett had asked her to go to the Demo Derby for a date.

I told Rosalie about how I saw Bella playing her flute one day and that even though words had never been uttered between us, I was totally captivated by her. I swore Rosalie to complete and utter secrecy about this. She went along with it but mentioned that if she noticed me looking at Bella, others would notice as well.

Of course, one day, I got caught.

I tried to take my eyes off of Bella as she walked into the cafeteria but I couldn't.

She was wearing a long sleeved, dark blue t-shirt that showed the slightest hint of cleavage.

The dark blue jeans showed every single curve that I had been longing to touch.

She was breathtaking as she walked towards one of the many lunch tables.

Her eyes caught mine as she bit down on her apple and I could feel my cock grow hard from the gesture.

We stared at each other like we were in our own world.

I felt a hard tap on my back and that seemed to stop the moment that Bella and I were sharing. I turned my head around and noticed Ben and Angela looking at me with the biggest smiles on their faces.

"Edward, care to tell us what you were staring at?"

"Angela, I was just admiring, Bella Swan."

I cleared my throat and gestured towards my own lunch table.

"Care to join me for lunch?"

"Of course, Edward, but only if you tell us why you're staring at, Bella."

"Ben, really, it's nothing. I can't even remember why I was looking at her, it must of not have been too important."

I hoped like hell that they were falling for my words. I hated telling them a half truth but, it was too soon to reveal my ever growing attraction towards Bella.

"If that's what you say, Edward, then I believe you but know if you need to talk, I will definitely be there for you."

Of course Angela would say something like that. I said the same exact thing when I asked her last year if there was something going on between her and Ben. After one conversation with Ben, who admitted that he thought Angela was way out of his league, I cleverly devised a plan to get those two involved romantically. It was rather easy; my parents were out of town for the weekend so I invited a few people over to my house. After a few mixed drinks, Rosalie suggested we play a game of hide and seek in pairs. Tanya and I were it so that left Jessica and Lauren, Rosalie and Emmett, Jasper and Alice, and Ben and Angela paired up.

Everyone except, Ben and Angela, were in on the plan. We made sure that the only place they could hide in was our coat closet in the foyer. Several minutes later, Tanya and I, opened the closet and caught Ben and Angela in a rather torrid kiss.

Since then, Ben and Angela have been involved. They are a great couple, as well as good friends.


The days turned into months and pretty soon it was our graduation day; the day that I was eagerly anticipating. The activities around graduation kept me so busy that I barely caught glimpses of Bella.

She was busier than ever. I wanted to talk to her, but at every turn I was getting my attention taken away from my beautiful brunette.

I couldn't keep my eyes off of her.

Her gown was midnight blue, and it set off her skin perfectly.

I was mesmerized when she tossed her cap in the air. Her hair was covered in thick curls, that gently swayed back and forth.

She was breath taking.

Then reality crashed, when my attention was taken away from her.

Lo and behold just about every Cullen and Platt that lived out of state decided Forks was a pretty happening place.

My parents decided to have a party at my house and, no matter how much I wanted to go to the school's graduation party, I was worried about disappointing Carlisle and Esme, who had adopted Rosalie and I when we were four.

Plus, every single time that I ran into Bella during school, my body wanted to do one thing, where as my mouth couldn't find the words.

Which didn't seem to be a problem, before.

By the time the graduation party was dying down at my house, it was close to one in the morning. I was tired and ready for sleep.

As I made my way to my bedroom, Carlisle, asked me to join him in the library.

"Edward, do you have a minute?"

I was tired but Carlisle rarely asked for my time.

"Sure, dad."

Carlisle and I made our way to the library, my second favorite room in our house.

"Hey dad, is there something that you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Well, you know that I got Rosalie a graduation present."

Truth be told, Rosalie's graduation present was perfect for her. She had a ridiculous amount of love for music and restoring cars. So he bought her a 1968 Pontiac GTO that was in need of some TLC.

"Yeah, her graduation present was awesome."

"Well, I wanted to tell you what we got you for a present but it's rather big, so I am going to show you the architectural blue print."

Carlisle gestured for me to come over to his desk. I was perplexed by what on earth could be built for me. Something on a blue print would be expensive.

"Son, I decided that your graduation present should be something that you should be able to enjoy the rest of your life."

I looked down at the blue print and noticed a flash card that said "Masen-Cullen Auditorium".

Tears started to form in my eyes. Only the Cullen's knew about my history before we moved to Forks.

Carlisle and Esme adopted Rosalie and I when we were both four years old after our parents Edward Senior and Elizabeth were killed by a drunk driver. They were extremely close to our natural parents and after the dust settled, we were both adopted by them. I barely remember moving from Chicago to Forks after that but in the years after that they became mom and dad to me. They always told us stories about our natural parents. I remember when I was sixteen I asked them if they wanted me to change my last name to Cullen. They said it was up to me, but I couldn't decide until I turned eighteen. A few months ago, I received a phone call from my lawyer officially letting me know that my name is Edward Anthony Masen-Cullen. It was something that I hadn't told them about yet because I was waiting for the right moment. This felt like the right moment.

I turned towards, my dad, as I struggled to keep the tears from falling down my eyes.

"Dad, I have something I want to give to you."

"Edward, you have given us so much. You don't have to..."

I stopped him from saying anything else.

"About four months ago, I talked to a lawyer and asked him for his advice. He told me what I wanted to be done would be very easy."

"Edward, what did you do?"

I took a deep breath.

"There was something that I wanted to tell you. Something that I did in secrecy, and I wanted to surprise you with."

I took another deep breath and continued.

"My lawyer got back to me a couple of months ago and now I want to you to know that I will forever be known as Edward Anthony Masen-Cullen."

Carlisle pulled me into a strong hug and repeatedly told me how much he loved me.

Moments later, Esme came into the library and Carlisle told her what I did.

She did the same exact thing.

To say that my life with them was perfect would have been an understatement. I cannot tell you how many times I fucked things up, but I think the biggest blessing in disguise is that I truly had a family that cared about me. I was raised with parents that truly loved me, and whenever I did something wrong, I was treated like an adult not a child.

I was brought from my thoughts by Esme's sweet voice.

"Edward, one of the many reasons we decided to give you this graduation gift is because Rosalie let us in on a not so secret crush you have on someone. Does the name Isabella Swan mean anything to you?"

I blushed, of course.

"Yeah, I know her."

"As you know, I also enjoy spending time at the library and for the past few summers I've gotten to know her. I can see why you harbor such feelings for her. In fact, I should have seen it sooner."

"Mom, even if you would have told me about Bella sooner, I was still dating Tanya for the past two years and even though we have been only friends for the past few months there was no way in hell that I would have noticed, Bella. No matter how beautiful she has become in my eyes."

"Edward, we know how much you love music and that is why we chose to give you this gift. There's one more thing we wanted to ask you. It's something that requires a little bit of your time this summer. We know that you are going to UCLA this fall, so we understand if you say no.

"Mom, you know I love to volunteer. Do you remember how much I loved working with dad at the hospital last summer? "

"Well, we wanted to know if you would like to volunteer at the library. I am pretty sure that Bella will be there and I think that would allow you the chance to get to know her better."

Before graduation, I had been so busy that I had barely had time to talk to her. This would give me the chance to get to know her without any distractions and, it would give me the chance to see if I wanted to pursue a relationship with her.

I didn't hesitate at all when I told them I wanted to volunteer at the library.


The next few days I grew more and more excited with the prospect of working with Bella. My heart pumped with anticipation when I walked into the library and saw her luminous brown hair cascading down her back while she was talking to Mrs. Hoffman.

I walked confidently towards them and introduced myself to Mrs. Hoffman.

Bella turned around and ever so slowly brought her eyes to mine. I hadn't been this close to her before, and it took every ounce of courage to talk to her.

"Hi, Bella. I believe we went to FHS together."

I extended my hand to hers, and she met my own hand with very little caution. The smile she gave me was even more breathtaking then all the times I watched as she smiled at one of her friends.

The slight rosy hue of her cheeks was almost my undoing.

Mrs. Hoffman led us towards the auditorium while Bella and I walked together. Our conversation was small in nature, but I was held captivated by her soft, warm voice.

When we got to the auditorium, I saw the piano and I nearly ran towards it to play the song that had been on my Bella playlist on my iPod.

As began to play "Brown Eyed Girl", Bella jumped on the stage and began to dance. I stared at her blatantly. Her hair was moving all around her. Her body swayed back and forth to the song.

It took every ounce of my strength, to not go join her. She held my attention like no one else.

As I ended the song, Bella made her way towards me.

She sat down next to me and she smelled like gardenias and freesia.

I drowned myself in her scent as we started to talk.

"How long have you played the piano?"

The piano was my instrument of choice since I was eight, so the answer came easily.

"Why didn't you play in band? You're obviously a very good player."

I knew the reason behind it; I wanted Rosalie to have that opportunity. In retrospect, I don't think I would have ever started dating Tanya if I was more exposed to Bella. In fact, I think Bella would still have been my girlfriend. I gave her the Rosalie excuse and wondered silently how much my high school experience would have changed if I did have band with her.

I caught her by surprise when she barely whispered, "That was very selfless of you."

She thought I was selfless. I couldn't bring myself to tell her all the stories I had heard about her selfless nature. When Rosalie found out about my growing feelings towards, Bella, it could have turned into a negative thing however, it didn't. Rosalie told me story after story about the times in band that Bella would give up the lead solo just so someone else could have the spotlight. During lunch she would offer her seat for someone else if a table was crowded. Then she would walk over to another table. I think I even caught her trying to set two people up.

"I'm not the only selfless one."

She walked away from me and my eyes were immediately upon her cheeks because that same rosy hue had appeared. I walked quietly towards her and Mrs. Hoffman started to explain the details of what our schedule would be like. My ears perked up when Mrs. Hoffman said that on Monday and Fridays from 2 to 7 we would be working with the music aspect. It was then that I discovered that on Wednesdays Bella would be volunteering with the children's reading program from 1 to 5. I couldn't contain the smile that formed because I just found out that Bella had a love of reading that was equal to my own.

Would this illusion of the perfection that Bella was ever crumble?

Mrs. Hoffman went on to explain that Jasper Hale and his fiancée Alice Cullen would be joining us for the summer.

Of course, I knew them very well. Alice was my cousin. Jasper and she are planning on getting married next summer. Specifically, the fourth of July, because three years prior to that day was the first time they met. Within one year they were living together. The second year brought them a beautiful baby girl named Alyssa Joy Hale-Cullen. They wanted to wait until she was one so that she could walk down the aisle with them. The love that they have for each other seems to grow and grow with every day that they spend together. I was looking forward to working with them.


The month of June went by quickly. I was definitely surprised that Bella and I had very little contact. I was beginning to wonder if we would ever see each other outside of the library. I spent a lot of time with various children. I remembered their names but my focus always seemed to be at the private room that Bella was using.

I couldn't help but wonder what she was doing.

Towards the end of the month, on a Wednesday, I decided to go to Tilicum Park. Esme and Carlisle had always brought me and Rosalie there as children and I continued to enjoy going there as an adult.

I was surprised when I saw Bella on a train set alone. As the sun was setting, I noticed that Tyler Crowley was making his way towards Bella. She didn't see him and without any thought I was at her side immediately.

As she looked at me, the same rosy hue came upon her cheeks. She started to climb down the train, and I took her into my arms as she lost her balance.

Her brown eyes met mine cautiously as I pressed her body closer to mine. This was the closest we had ever been to each other. Her body molded to mine easily.

We were the perfect fit.

She bit her lower lip and at that moment I wanted to kiss her, desperately, but somewhere in the back of my mind, there was a voice telling me that it was too soon. I was broken out of my thoughts by her words.

"Sorry, Edward, I have a tendency to do that but you caught me by surprise by being here. I have come to this park for so many years that this would be the last place I expected to see you."

I couldn't help but laugh at her because it seemed as if we had another thing in common.

"Bella, I have been coming here for years. I just usually stick to the swings and have never ventured to the train."

"My train"

It caught me by surprise the way she felt possessive of the train she was on however, I decided to see how she would react.

"Your train?"

"Yes, my train."

She definitely had a playful edge to her voice and I couldn't help to play along a little more with her.

"Bella, I hate to tell you this, this is a public park. That train is for everyone not only you."

I had definitely ruffled her feathers. I absolutely loved that she was this passionate about something that was hers. It made me wonder if she had felt this type of passion in other aspects of her life.

"Would you believe me if I told you that all the times I have come to MY TRAIN that nobody else has joined me... Well, except my mom and dad."

I couldn't help the snort that came from my nose.

"Well, maybe you could share YOUR TRAIN with me sometimes?"

She snorted as well and I was intrigued that she felt that comfortable with me.

"Ha ha. Very funny. Why would you want to do that?"

I couldn't control my body's reaction to wanting to be closer to her, so I moved my body towards her until we were so close that I felt her breath on my face.

"Because sometimes it's nice to do something that is not part of the routine. Do you know what I mean, Bella?"

Her cheeks remained the same rosy hue but, her breath was shaky as she spoke.

"I do know what you mean. It's nice to do something that is not routine, but I'm not that bold. I am more of a creature of habit. On the rare sunny day, you can usually find me at this park. On a rainy day, I can usually be found at the gazebo at Forks Bible Church except on Sundays because my family doesn't go to church."

I was stunned that she was sharing a little bit of her life with me. It was a step in the right direction. We were both creatures of habit.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to spill so much verbal diarrhea at you. I'm sure that you have better places to be at."

To be honest, the only place, I wanted to be at was where she was and the fact that we had ran into each other at the park made me want to spend more time with her.

"Bella, whatever comes from your mouth is most definitely not verbal diarrhea. In fact, I like some the things you say, but let's move past that. Would you like to get a slice of pie with me at Forks Diner? I'm a creature of habit when it comes to religiously going there just to have their apple pie."

There was no hesitancy in her voice when she spoke, "Sure. I have my bike with me so how about I meet you there?"

The gentleman that my dad had taught me to be, refused to let her ride her bike to the diner. I was thankful that my car had broken down because Emmett, Rosalie's boyfriend, let me use his jeep while they looked at my car.

"Emmett, Rosalie's boyfriend, let me borrow his jeep. So it really wouldn't be an issue if you want to put your bike in his jeep, then we could go together."

"Sure, I'll call my mom on the way to the diner to let her know I'll be out a little later than normal."

I couldn't help but to take in her form as we walked towards the jeep. She was wearing dark blue jeans with a jacket wrapped around her waist. Goosebumps slowly formed on her exposed arms that her t-shirt wasn't covering.

I opened the jeep door for her and I noticed her look up to the seat. I realized quickly that she was worried she couldn't make it up.

I reached for her waist and lifted her up to the seat. My hands briefly felt the skin on her waist and a rush of electricity spread throughout my body.

I closed the door quickly and put her bike in the back of the jeep.

As I got into the driver's seat, I heard Bella talking to her mom. She was blushing again at something her mom had said to her.

I tried to keep my focus on the road as I made my way to Forks Diner, but having Bella this close to me was wrecking havoc with my body.

Her scent surrounded me and my thoughts were not of the pure kind.

I was ecstatic when we got to Forks Diner. I opened the door for her and when she took a cautious step towards the ground, I offered her my hand.

She took it willingly and confidently, so I kept her hand in mine as we went inside.

The waitress Emelie knew me from my countless visits. She gave me a knowing smile and walked us to one of the more private booths at the diner. Bella sat next to me and her hand stayed with mine.

Emelie looked at me first and spoke.

"Edward, are you having your usual?"

"Yeah."

I looked at Bella briefly.

"I'd like to have a slice of your peach pie ala mode, please."

Emelie left quickly and I took advantage of it.

"Bella, I feel like we barely know each other. Is there any chance we could play 20 questions together?"

"I would like that, Edward, you and I seem to have a little in common already. You can start. I'm pretty much an open book."

"Well, okay, how about your favorite family vacation?"

"I think I've led a pretty good life. There haven't been that many road blocks, but my favorite vacation memory was of one that almost didn't happen."

"Do tell, Bella."

"When I was twelve, my mom and dad, decided that we were going to Disneyland, but that we were going to drive from Forks to Anaheim. We had an RV at the time, so we packed everything up and were on our way when in Southern Oregon the RV broke down. My dad is fairly good at fixing things but the RV was on its last leg, when we left Forks, so we were stranded in this tiny little town that had one gas station, one grocery store and maybe ten houses, tops. At the time, none of us had cell phones so we nearly cried when we found a pay phone."

I mentally told myself that I had to get her cell phone number by the end of the night.

"We were extremely lucky because we called my dad's brother who lived in Portland, and he told us that he would be there to pick us up soon. For the next few hours we played some of the board games that were in the RV. It was a lot of fun. My dad's brother, Andrew, picked us up and drove us back to Portland after attempting to fix the RV."

"The RV was a lost cause."

"When we got to Andrew's house we were greeted by his family. They were amazingly generous towards us and after dinner we were talking in the living room. I wasn't extremely upset about not being able to go to Disneyland. My dad surprised me and my mom when he told us that we could still go on our vacation. Instead of driving, we could take the train to Anaheim and after a little research there was a motel called Little Boy Blue that we could stay at. The motel was only a five minute walk to Disneyland. I can still remember, with vivid clarity, how much fun I had on that vacation. It almost didn't happen, but my dad was bound and determined to make the most out of a negative situation."

My god, she was perfect for me. I absolutely loved how she saw the positive in every situation. I wondered if that was just a unique characteristic of hers.

"So what was your favorite childhood vacation?"

I didn't have to think very hard at that one.

"When I was fifteen, my family decided to go to New York City for vacation. I was beyond excited because my dad had promised me that I could go to some Broadway shows with him. I love music, fiercely, so when we got to our hotel, Rosalie and my mom went shopping while my dad took me to Times Square to buy our tickets. My dad asked me if I had a preference and I said no. Any choice he made would be perfect for me. He decided to take us to see Rent. I fell in love with music even more during that trip. By the end of the week, I had seen 4 shows, two off-Broadway and two on Broadway. Still to this day, that had to be the most amazing vacation. My love of music eclipsed everything. It wasn't until we got home that I realized I forgot my other passion, books. I felt so guilty for neglecting that passion in my life that I took every opportunity to read. A few days after coming home my mom came to me and asked me if everything was alright. I could never lie to her so I told her about the guilt I felt at forgetting my love of books. She merely smiled at me and told me that I didn't forget anything. That I just found something more to love in the meantime. That balance is important but that I was only fifteen. That I was still young and that when I got older there would be other things that would I would feel passionate about."

I looked at her intensely. It was like everything that my mom had told me that day had fallen into place. That maybe this passion that I felt towards Bella meant something. She looked at me, but it was as if she was thinking about something else.

Tentatively, I turned her hand and my fingers slid between her own. I wanted to kiss her more than anything at that moment. Her eyes were fixed upon my own and I heard her breath hitch.

Emelie's voice broke us out of our moment when she brought us the check.

How long had we been caught in that moment? I looked at the clock and realized that it was nearly eleven.

Bella cleared her throat and said she would pay for her own.

"Bella, it was my idea to go out. My dad taught me better than that."

I was surprised that she went along with it.

As we got up from our seats, I took her hand in mine again and paid our bill.

When we got to the jeep, I lifted her with ease to her seat. She was as light as a feather.

As I pulled up to her house, I asked her to wait. I'll admit that my dad's chivalrous nature rubbed off on me but selfishly I wanted to be able to touch her again.

As she got out of the jeep I reached for her hand and helped her. I wanted to see if she wanted to be touched by me as much as I felt the need to touch her so I kept my hand in hers as I walked her to her front door.

"Thank you for the ride home and the pie."

"You're welcome, Bella. I guess I'll see you on Friday when we start the group sessions."

A very small part of me wanted to ask her if she wanted to do something the next day but I didn't want to push her too much.

"Yeah, I am really excited about everyone practicing together. Have you put that much thought at what we are doing for the concert?"

"Actually, I haven't. Jasper and Alice have several ideas that they would like to run by us."

"Oh, maybe on Friday we can get together and talk about it."

"Yeah, that would be great."

We looked at each other as the silence rang in the air before she spoke, again.

"Well, goodnight, Edward. Thanks again for the ride. Next time I think I might just drive my truck to the library, in case I decide to stay a little later than normal."

"You don't have to do that. I've seen you riding your bike around and I have the sneaking suspicion that you really love that bike almost as much as you love that truck."

I remembered seeing that battered, red truck that was sitting in her driveway around town a few times.

"Well, I don't want to inconvenience you or anyone else if I had to ride my bike home at night."

As our night came to an end, I knew I had to get her cell phone number.

"You're not an inconvenience. Let me see your cell phone."

She quirked her eye brow up and I couldn't help but to do the same.

"Please, Bella."

I most certainly threw in a pout in there.

"Sure, Edward. Only if you let me program my number on your cell phone."

"Ha ha. That was too easy."

We swapped phone numbers and shared another look.

I pulled her into my arms and gave her a hug. It wasn't nearly as long as I wanted it to be, but I was extremely happy with how the night had progressed.

As I made my way to my house, I couldn't help but think of the possibility of Bella and I becoming an us or a we.

I texted her right before I went to sleep, because I wanted to see if she came off as flirtatious via the phone as she did in person.

"Goodnight, Bella. Maybe next time you can let me try some of your peach pie."

She replied quickly.

"In your dreams, Edward. In your dreams. Goodnight"

I could feel my eyes starting to drift close as I sent her a reply.

"My dreams. Maybe."

That was the first night that I dreamed of Bella.


The month of July went by just as quickly as the month of June did. I spent a lot of time working at the library, slowly starting to pack my clothes for my upcoming move to California.

Bella and I continued what we both referred to our Wednesday night tradition of going to Forks Diner. We found out new things about each other and discovered that, even if we didn't have everything in common, it didn't mean that we couldn't get along. She was firm in her beliefs and the fact that we could agree to disagree at some things encouraged me to keep pursuing her.

It was during one of our diner conversations that I asked her about her relationship experience. Her cheeks became that rosy hue again and when she told me she was once involved with someone a couple of years ago, I felt a jealousy that I hadn't felt before. At the same time, she went on to say that she and Jean Claude hadn't worked out because he was at FHS as a foreign exchange student for one year. She also went on to say that she didn't think she could do the long distance thing. That it would be too hard. It took every ounce of control to not tell her that I would do the long distance relationship for her.

I didn't want to scare her away.

Every night I didn't spend with Bella I would send her texts. Those texts seemed rather impersonal but I wanted her to know that she was on my mind.


Towards the end of July, I got a phone call from Tanya, and she asked me if I would be willing to pick up her sister Kate in Port Angeles that day.

I agreed because I knew that Kate was going through a nasty divorce from her husband. I absolutely hated men who had no idea how to treat women.

Tanya went on to explain to me that the divorce had been finalized and that Kate had received full custody of her kids. She also mentioned that I could stop by her house to get the car seats.

I made my way to the Port Angeles airport and parked my now fully functional Volvo S70.

I got out of my car, made my way to the inside of the airport and waited for Kate. It only took a few minutes until I saw her with her walking towards me with her kids.

I gave her a quick hello and after we left the baggage claim I put her kids in their car seats. Kate got into the front seat and I asked her if she was hungry.

She said she was and that the meager lunch they served her and the kids did nothing for them.

I stopped outside a small restaurant in the heart of Port Angeles and helped get her kids out of my car. Her kids were so adorable and precocious that I couldn't help the smile that graced my face.

I was surprised when Kate smiled and flung her arms around me. Her kids, who were hidden by the car, wrapped their arms around Kate's legs.

She was happy in this moment and I was glad that her divorce was final.

That she could have a new life with her children.

I wrapped my arms around her gently and pulled her closer to me. This was definitely different than the hugs I shared with Bella. This hug was one of friendship.

We pulled ourselves from the hug and walked into the restaurant. Our meal was spent talking about our summers. She said that I seemed different and pointedly asked me if something had changed since graduation. I told her about Bella, the library and our Wednesday night dates at the diner. She asked me if I had made my intentions known and I said I thought I was being pretty obvious about what I wanted. She went on to say that just because we had been on dates didn't mean that we were in a relationship and that it took me almost a year to admit to the fact that Tanya and I were in one. In quick succession, I realized that I only had one more month to see Bella in person and that I had to make my intentions known.

After dinner, I drove Kate and her kids to Tanya's house and dropped them off. I talked to Tanya briefly and asked her point blank how she knew that she and Garrett clicked.

She said that she felt instinctively drawn to Garrett. That wherever he was at, she wanted to be where he was. Garrett started talking to her about one month after we had ended things. He would call her and he pursued her. She blushed when she mentioned that whenever he touched her, she felt this electricity going through her body.

I was stunned because that was the same type of feelings that Bella had brought out of me.

I raced home after our conversation and sent Bella numerous texts. I was surprised that I didn't get a response from her. She was usually very quick to respond.

Soon it was Friday and I was halfway through the piano lessons when my phone ringer went off.

It was a reply from Bella, finally.

"Sick. I'm staying home this weekend. Please, don't come over. I don't want you to get sick."

Didn't she know that if she was sick that it was me that wanted to take care of her?

"It would take a lot more than you being sick for me to stay away from you."

I stared down at my phone and pleaded that she would let me take care of her.

"Edward, I need space right now. Please just give me that."

What the hell, why was she pushing me away. What did I do? So many thoughts were going through my mind.


The first day that I spent without Bella was in silence. The desperation that I felt at not having any contact with her was frightening. I texted her repeatedly with everything that I felt for her.

My world had ceased to exist. I was living as a shadow of who I was.

When Tanya and I broke up, there wasn't this ache in my chest. I wondered, constantly, why Bella wouldn't talk to me.

In my deepest hour of anguish I reached for my notebook and started to write.

To my dearest, Bella.

My heart is where you are.

Your touch is what I seek.

My fingers are desperate to twine with yours.

I haven't kissed your lips.

I haven't worshiped our body.

I want to learn every curve.

I want to kiss your jungle.

Drown myself in your eyes.

With every fiber of my being, I want for you to be mine.

For, I am yours, completely.

The night progressed like that. I wrote and wrote until the early morning hours approached.

There were pages and pages of words of affection, love, and desire.

My body was in autopilot as I took my poems in my hand and made my way to my car. As I got to the foyer, I shared a significant look with my dad and the only thing he said to me was, "Go to her, don't give up on her. She's worth it."

I drove my car to Bella's house and knocked. An older gentleman opened the door and I introduced myself to him and asked him if Bella was home. He averted his eyes and said she was under the weather.

I looked at him intently and I could tell that he was telling me the truth. I handed him one of my letters and told him I would be back later before I walked back to my car.

That weekend I made three trips to Bella's house with a letter. I learned that the older gentleman that was at the door the first time was her dad Charlie. The strange thing is that he didn't seem to be surprised to see me each time I came. We shared a few words with each other, but it wasn't extremely meaningful.

I didn't sleep well at all during that weekend which didn't surprise me at all. In between, nightmares of losing Bella my mind was close to breaking.


The month of August was worse. Bella avoided me at every turn.

She was never at the park.

She was never at the church gazebo.

She would never go to the diner.

The only time I saw her was at the library and it felt like she was deliberately distancing herself from me. I would plead with my eyes for her to look at me but she kept her focus on her group of guitarists. There were times that I thought I caught her looking at me, but as soon as I turned to look at her she was engrossed in something.

She would show up for the volunteering sessions right on time, never early, and would leave straight afterwards. I had hoped that she would have been riding her bike but, she drove her truck everyday thus I was never able to catch up to her.

On a Thursday afternoon, I was talking to Ben when Angela joined our conversation. Her eyes were shooting daggers at me, and I wondered what I could have done wrong.

"Angela, why are you giving me your death glare?"

The look she gave me grew even colder and I shuddered.

"Well, let's see, Edward Masen. I would have never pegged you for a player, but it seems you definitely know how to string women along."

I was shocked.

"Angela, I have no idea what you are talking about. I have never been a player. You know that I have only been in a relationship with Tanya and that I was completely devoted to her."

"True. However, how could you have hurt Bella so badly that she refuses to talk about you around me? I swear I should have never taken her to Port Angeles, because that was the day that she stopped talking about you. The sudden glow that she had to her skin was dulled by seeing something she wasn't meant to see."

I took a deep breath.

"Angela, what day did you and Bella go to Port Angeles?"

"About three weeks ago."

"Three weeks ago? Oh my god, Bella saw me with Kate, didn't she? There is nothing going on with me and Kate. I was just picking her up from the airport. Did Bella see the hug we shared? Oh my god, this cannot be happening. Kate is just a friend. That's all she is. She may be newly divorced but the feelings I have for Bella surpass friendship. The feelings I have for her are of love, adoration and I long for her constantly."

Angela looked at me with wide eyes and an open mouth before she spoke.

"Leave it to Bella to see something that isn't there. Edward, do you really love her? If so, I have a proposition for you."

"Of course, I love Bella."

"Well, Jessica and Lauren are throwing a party at Jessica's house tomorrow night. Bella will be there. I know that she's been avoiding you. This will give you a chance to talk to her. I trust that you will take advantage of this time."

"Yes, all I want is a chance."

"Edward, take advantage of this. She is definitely worth the effort."

Ben spoke up then as well.

"Go to her, Edward. Show her how much you care for her."

I spent another night writing poems about Bella.

It was nearly 10 when I arrived at the party and saw Bella several feet in front of me towards the library.

I nearly ran towards her. I had missed her so much.

After she walked into the library, I waited a few minutes, attempting in vain to get control of the emotions that kept coming to the surface.

When I opened the door, I looked straight ahead and saw Bella.

She looked as beautiful, as always.

She was wearing a green shirt and a white skirt.

I thought blue was her color, but the green in that shirt brought out her skin out even more.

I slowly walked towards her.

"Bella."

My body moved towards her until I was only a breath away. She turned around slowly and hesitantly looked me in the eye.

"Bella, I won't take no for an answer, but would you please just listen to me? The past two weeks of not seeing you, talking to you, being with you have been hell. Angela told me what you saw."

When she put her fingers to my mouth, I nearly lost it. It had been so long since I touched her.

"Edward, you don't owe me any explanation. You and I are just friends. You can date and have sex with anyone you want. You don't have any ties to me except in the boundaries of friendship."

I wouldn't let her believe that all we shared was a friendship.

What we have is so much more than that.

I gently removed her fingers from my mouth and enveloped them with my own while I kept my eyes on hers.

"Bella. I'm tired of you avoiding me. I'm tired of driving around town wondering where you are. I miss you and before you say anything else I need you to understand a few things."

She nodded her head hesitantly, as I guided her towards the sofa. I deliberately kept our hands intertwined.

"Bella. Let me start at the beginning. I have a lot of explaining to do. Halfway through our senior year I noticed you. It was just a couple of weeks after Tanya and I broke up. Before you even start, Tanya and I broke up because we decided we were better off as friends. We love each other but only as friends. I didn't realize it, because I have never been in a relationship with someone before Tanya."

I took a deep breath and continued.

"Well, like I said, a few weeks after Tanya and I broke up, I noticed you. You were sitting in band class playing your flute before everyone showed up. You were playing 'Let it Be' by the Beatles. I was entranced watching you play. I watched you for a couple of minutes before the late bell rang, and I literally rushed my way to class."

I reached for her other hand, desperate for her contact. My eyes searched hers out and I didn't try to contain the tears from falling. I wanted her to know me. I wanted her to feel comfortable crying with me if she needed.

"I don't want to scare you but for the next months that followed, I made brief stops to hear you play. I began to look forward to those couple of minutes a day. We didn't have any classes together and I began to curse my unselfish nature by letting Rosalie play the piano instead of me. Sometime in May, my mom asked me if I could drop off some books at the library for her. It was there that I overheard Mrs. Hoffman talking to someone on the phone about the newly expanded music wing, and that she needed to talk to you about adjusting your volunteering schedule. I knew that my adoptive dad, Carlisle, had donated a large amount of money to have that wing made so when I went home I asked him why. He said that he donated the money because of me. That I deserved to have that wing because of the sacrifices I made to make Rosalie's dream come true."

The tears that were coming down my face were no longer small.

When her hand reached for my cheek, I nearly lost it. This small gesture of comfort on her part meant the world to me. The emotion behind it was something that I had only experienced with my own family. This emotion was different. I had no idea how to categorize it.

"Edward, you have always been selfless. Why should that surprise you?"

I coughed slightly.

"Bella, it's not that. When I found out you were going to be volunteering at the library I knew that I had a chance at getting to know you better. Before graduation, the only thing I was excited about was going to college. That first day that I saw you at the library, everything that I was looking forward to with college went straight out the window and even though we didn't get to talk a lot, I looked forward to those three days a week when I would see you."

"Everything changed when I saw you at the park on your train."

I couldn't help but laugh at that.

"You were a breath of fresh air to me. I relished in those couple of hours that you and I would spend at the diner. You did enjoy them too, right?"

I held my breath cautiously.

"Yes, I did, but that's beside the point."

I put my finger on her lips.

"Shh, Bella. Let me continue."

She nodded her head slowly.

"My sister Rosalie kept pestering me about why I was so happy when I would come home from one of our Wednesday night outings. I joked to her that I was having pie with a friend. She went on to say 'Well... Edward... Are you sure it's just a friend? Are you keeping something from us?' I was shocked. I quickly explained to her that my friend was you. She snorted, and I'm sure she was just joking, but in a six year olds voice she said, 'Edward's got a girlfriend.' When I didn't laugh at her admission, I realized that I truly did want you to be my girlfriend."

"Edward, please, just stop for a minute."

I had to get to her listen to the rest of the story. Just so she knew that Kate and I were just friends.

"Bella, I am almost finished. Then you can have your say."

"Okay."

"Towards the end of July, Tanya asked me if I would mind picking up her sister Kate from the Port Angeles airport, because she had to work and most of her family was up in Alaska helping with Kate's move. I didn't have to work and have always had a strong friendship with the Denali's even after the relationship between Tanya, and I ended. I hadn't seen Kate in a while so when I saw her again I was happy to see the woman she used to be. Her marriage ended badly, and her ex-husband was an abusive ass hole, fortunately, Kate and her kids were able to break free from him."

I had to be closer to her.

"Bella, that hug you saw between us was just that. A hug that was shared between two friends. There is absolutely nothing but friendship going on between us."

She took her hands away from mine and stood up. I couldn't stand to watch her walk away from me.

"Edward, it doesn't matter. You and I are just friends. That's all we ever were. It won't matter in the next month because I'm going to UCLA."

I moved quickly and turned her around to face me.

"Bella, ask me where I'm going to college. Ask me, now."

"It doesn't matter. I won't ever put someone through the whole long distance thing."

"Bella, ask me."

The joy that I felt when she said she was going to UCLA, just like me, radiated within my body. We wouldn't have to do the long distance thing. We could live in the same city. We could explore where our love could take us. I felt a sob escape my throat.

"Where?"

I moved my hands from her shoulders and cupped her face in them.

"Bella, I'm going to college at UCLA. I'm either going to study Music Theology or English Literature."

I didn't bother to see her reaction. I moved my mouth towards hers and kissed her, gently.

Her lips were so soft and gentle. I let a sigh escape my lips.

My hands moved from her face, down her arms before, they reached her hips.

I pulled her closer to me while encouraging her own exploration of my lips. I wanted her to enjoy this kiss as much as I was, if that was even possible. In all of my dreams, I had never imagined a kiss between us would have been this good.

I gently pulled my mouth away from hers while taking a deep breath. I kept my forehead against hers.

"Bella, I need to show you something. Please let me take you to my house."

There wasn't any hesitation in her voice when she said yes.

I took her hand in mine and guided her to my house. The only thoughts going through my mind was that I was finally going to show her my words. I was either going to scare the living hell out of her or she would open her heart to me.

We talked but I barely could keep up because I was so focused at how her hand felt in mine.

That we had talked.

That she had listened.

That we wouldn't have to do the long distance relationship thing.

That we could explore our relationship and that we had barely scratched the surface.

As we approached my bedroom, I opened the door for her to go in first. She didn't take cautious steps as she made her way to my book shelf. I watched as she reverently touched the books.

"This is my bedroom, Bella."

I went to my stereo and put on Bella's playlist.

I walked slowly towards Bella and wrapped my arms around her waist. As I brought my mouth towards her ear, she shivered slightly. I couldn't help to smile at that.

"I want to share something that I wrote."

She turned in my arms and said yes. I took one of my hands and twined them with hers.

As we sat on my bed together, I became nervous for some reason. I looked into Bella's eyes, desperate to get some courage from her.

"It's okay, Edward, you don't have read that to me."

I found the courage that I lacked when I looked into those mesmerizing brown eyes.

I turned on the bed so that Bella and I faced each other. Her hands were still enveloped in mine.

I barely noticed when the notebook fell from my bed.

I reached for her waist and lifted her into my arms so that she was sitting on my lap. Her legs wrapped around my waist as her arms went around my neck.

"Bella, I don't need the notebook. I wrote this for you."

She will tell you that she is just a girl.

She doesn't see that she really is a woman.

She is coming to her own.

She isn't selfish.

She has the deepest brown eyes that I just want to get lost in.

She would say that her body is not perfect.

I would say that her body was meant to be loved by me...

"Only me."

Her lips were on mine instantaneously. This kiss was not like the gentle kiss from before. It was filled with passion, lust and most of all love. I lost all semblance of control when her tongue reached for my mouth. I couldn't help the groan that escaped my mouth. I was right. The passion that she had for music and books also included a passion for me. My hands slipped under her shirt and the skin to skin contact drove me insane.

I had to slow it down; I didn't want her to think that I only brought her to my bedroom for sex. I gently pulled my mouth from hers before dropping sweet gentle kisses to her lips.

"Bella, I didn't bring you here for sex. I brought you here because I couldn't wait anymore. I've been admiring you from afar since February and when we got to know each other at the diner, I started to believe in destiny. I started to believe in fate."

Her eyes showed a hesitancy, a vulnerability that I hadn't seen before.

"Edward, what about Tanya? You were with her for almost three years. Did you love her?"

I had no idea how to explain Tanya to her, but I gave her my best determined look and started to talk.

"Bella, I don't know how to explain this, so I hope this makes sense. The Cullen's adopted me when I was four; I barely remember anything about my parents. The Cullen's and Denali's have always been friends. Tanya and I grew up together and we were inseparable as children and teenagers. When we were around 15, we were curious one day and kissed each other. It was our first kiss. Well, pretty soon our friends at school started assuming we were together because we have always been affectionate with each other. After the kiss, we started dating. Going to movies, parties and other things. About one year ago, I started to feel like the love I have for Tanya is more towards friendship, but I couldn't bring myself to break her world like that. So I continued going through the motions of being in a relationship with her. I won't lie to you. I did have sex with Tanya but around Christmas, while our families were celebrating, Tanya came to me. We wound up talking about our relationship all night long."

"As the sun was rising, we both realized that the love that we have was more like the love between friends and not lovers."

I took a deep breath and continued.

"Bella, I know it sounds strange, but after Tanya and I broke up we easily went back to our friendship. However, when I saw you for the briefest of moments, I started to like you. I was discreet and asked Rosalie about you but pretty soon she put two and two together. By the time we graduated, I knew that I was going to get to spend the summer with you, thanks to Carlisle's gift to the library."

I looked at her. Trying to convey how much I had grown to care for her.

"When we started going to the diner every Wednesday, I actually started to believe in fate and destiny."

When she moved off my lap I was scared. I swung my legs to the side of the bed to get to her but she directly placed herself in between my legs. I lifted her body up towards mine, refusing to have any less contact with her. Her legs went around my waist once again and I clung to her like a lifeline.

The look that she gave me led me to tell her more.

"Bella, what I wanted to tell you the most… The most important thing is that... I am completely and madly in love with you. I love you like Robert Browning loved Elizabeth Barrett but so much more deeply and after our nights spent at the diner, I realized that I loved you not as a friend but as something more."

"Edward, I don't know what to say."

"Bella, you don't have to say the words to me. Let me show you how much I love you."

I waited for her answer. I was elated when she said yes.

I gently lowered our bodies down to my bed and turned us over so that I was on top of her. My legs split her legs apart and I was pretty sure that she could feel how hard my cock was for her. I raised my head up and moved so that she was sitting between my legs before I lowered my face towards hers. I wanted to take my time with her, so I placed barely there kisses on her forehead and moved my lips towards her neck. I could feel her pulse beating strongly as I lavished her neck with my mouth. I slowly started to unbutton her shirt. The black lace bra she was wearing made me gasp.

Was there a color that didn't look good on her?

I looked at her again and then placed my hand on her heart, "Is this okay?"

Bella looked at me intensely and with a boldness that surprised me, took the front clasp of her bra off. My eyes drifted to her breasts and as my fingers tentatively touched them. They were beautiful, just like she was. The rosy hue that covered her cheeks also covered her body.

The intensity of my yearning for her brought out a different side of me all together.

With a deep need, I had to tell her how much I loved her breasts.

"Your breasts were made to be worshiped. They fit my hands perfectly. I have imagined this for so long. I cannot tell you how many nights I spent wide awake wondering what your breasts would feel like."

I couldn't stop. I had to keep going.

"Your entire body was made for me to worship."

Her words encouraged me even more.

"Tell me, Edward. Tell me, everything."

I paused and moved my body over hers while brought my mouth near her ear.

"I wrote so much, Bella. Over the past six months, I wrote so much poetry that I filled three notebooks."

"I have one song on the piano."

"You inspired all of it, Bella."

She put her hands on my cheeks and delivered a bone crushing kiss. Her hands were all over me at once. I could barely contain the happiness that exploded from my body. Her hands moved to take off my shirt and it was with extremely nervous hands that I attempted to remove the button on my jeans.

As I struggled with my jeans, I heard her laugh. I let out a few fucks and shits as I tried to remove my jeans. I couldn't help but laugh with her.

"I'm so used to my button fly jeans but they are all dirty so I was reduced to wear these."

She sat up a little bit and moved slightly away from me.

"Here, let me help. I'm not expert, but I think these are not that much harder to open."

This was progressing so much more quickly than I had expected. I wanted her, but I wanted to make sure this is what she wanted too.

"Bella, is this what you want? I'm not so sure I'll be able to stop once our clothes are off."

"Yes, I want you Edward. I want for you to be my lover."

I kissed her hard again, and as I started my exploration of her body, I covered her neck with open mouthed kisses before I whispered..

"Beautiful."

I peppered her stomach with sweet little kisses while saying,

"Gorgeous."

As I made my way to her jungle I uttered,

"Ravenous with need."

I was initially surprised that her pussy was bare, but I couldn't contain my smile. I had never been with a woman who was bare.

"So very soft"

My hands and fingers moved over her body the way they moved over the piano until we were naked. There wasn't any fear in her eyes when she saw my exposed cock. Although, the look on her face told me that she was probably wondering how it was going to fit.

I laughed at that look.

"Don't worry, Bella. It hurts the first time, but I'll be gentle."

I moved my hand to my drawer and reached for a condom. The positive of having a doctor in the house was that we never ran out.

She looked at me curiously as I put the condom on.

My finger touched her cheek and the rosy hue came back.

"Bella, that blush is one of the many things that kept me up at night."

My lips were on hers again and I slowly moved them down her body.

I had to explore her again so I kissed a path down her neck, to her breasts and to her stomach before I placed a kiss at the entrance to her jungle.

I growled when I tasted that she was already wet for me. This would be something that I would not be able to control.

I kissed, licked and teased her jungle thoroughly. She trembled when I slowly moved my finger to her entrance. I moved my finger while I took her clit in my mouth and sucked. She was on the verge of having her first orgasm with me. My god, I hoped would be able to enjoy this for the next four years. When she screamed my name repeatedly, I couldn't contain the smile that graced my face.

I moved my head from between her legs and looked at her seductively while I licked my lips.

She lifted her body and brought her lips to mine and kissed me hard. Tanya didn't like to kiss me after having oral so it was a pleasant surprise.

I groaned when she wound her fingers in my hair. She tilted my head, slightly, and deepened the kiss. I kissed her back hungrily and our tongues met time and time again.

She pulled back slightly.

"Your turn, Edward."

I looked at her hungrily and I felt myself get lost in her eyes. I lowered my body over hers. I told her how much I loved her. How much I wanted her. How much she had meant to me.

I then gently pushed the tip of my cock into her wet jungle.

We both gasped at the intimate contact. I moved slowly at first because I knew this was her first time. When I was completely within her, I felt as if I was home; that this was where I was meant to be for the rest of my life.

I knew that this was going to hurt her so I tried to be as gentle as possible. I moved slowly in her. I almost stopped when an errant tear escaped her eye. She didn't speak to me but gave me a look and touched my cheek with her hand that reassured me that I was doing fine.

I brought her to her orgasm first. I was worried at first that I wouldn't be able to give her that, but the moans of pleasure coming from her mouth drove me towards my own.

I wanted to remain in her arms but I had to take care of the condom, so I pulled away from her and tossed the condom into the trash can.

My arms went around her waist before I could miss her warmth and I nuzzled her neck with kisses before we fell asleep in each other's arms.

The last words she said to me before I fell into a deep slumber were,

"I'm falling in love with you, Edward."

A/N: You may all laugh at what my first boyfriend referred to as my pussy :-) I had a very hard time writing Edward's pov so I apologize if my dialogue seems too formal and that my Edward acts older than most 18 year olds. I will explain that in future chapters. Yes, I am continuing this story. I am thinking that it will be maybe seven chapters in length. I have a outline in place but I am not going to be posting on a set schedule. I work full-time and have a boyfriend that I barely get to see enough of. Lastly, thank you so much for reading my mess and know that every review, favorite story, favorite author and author alert mean the world to me. Thank you, to the readers.