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In My Time

In My Time by Awsomealice94 Thank you Marauder by Midnight for the banner Isabella Marie Swan and Edward Anthony Mason were just sixteen and seventeen before they met, their destinies never seeming to cross paths. Living in the very outskirts of Chicago, Bella doesn’t want to be married as quickly as society wants. Edward wants to help assist President Wilson by fighting in the World War. Plans seemed to all change when, unexpectedly, with one little spark, a fire seemed to ignite the both of them. Through troubles beyond comprehension, the times of properness and society, influenza on the rise, and abhorrent losses- perhaps even their own deaths, the two of them must concur them all. But can they? A love story to the fullest-but of course, even the best love stories have tragedy and losses nestled inside. (2nd most favorite on the site! Thanks guys! Also-In My Time was on display in Waterstones Bookstore, located in Oxford,United Kingdom for a twilight event)

- alright, I have a VERY good feeling about this story, and I am hoping you will too. Disclaimer- I own nothing, I just write fan fic, and I love doing it :)

8. The Proposal

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~Edward Mason’s Point Of View~

I never liked to disappoint my father. In fact, I craved for a smile and a nod that showed he approved of me. I knew that I couldn’t disappoint my father, and that I couldn’t disappoint my heart.

I had already asked Mr. Swan if I could ask for Bella’s hand in marriage. I was nervous of course, I tried my hardest not to show it though. I could tell that Mr. Swan was actually a little nervous himself, but he did approve of me. My father said that the worst was over, but somehow I disagreed with that.

This, pacing around on the outskirts of a party, was far worse.. My stomach was in knots, and all I could think about was if Bella will say no to me. It was unthinkable to turn down a man once he proposed, but Bella was different. I knew, just from getting to know her that her headstrong personality would get the better of her if a scenario-of a man proposing to her that she did not love-ever occurred.

The one question that had been in my mind since I told her I loved her, played over and over in my mind once more- Does she love me as well?

“Hey Ed!” Leo called to me as I saw him walk towards me.

“Leo.” I gave a nod of acknowledgement to him before looking towards the party in front of us. I looked through all of the people until I found who I was looking for. Bella was with Angela Webber by the lake. Angela seemed to be talking to Bella while she paced.

“What did you do?” I asked him abruptly. Why would Bella be pacing? Unless she knew what I was planning there would be no utter reason.

“Why Edward! I am shocked that you would think of me doing something bad,” a smile was on his face the whole time he was talking, “that really hurt.” He said sarcastically.

“Leo…” I warned.

I didn’t do anything. I was talking to Ms. Mallory. Collin on the other hand…” he rocked back on his heels.

“You didn’t say anything to Bella did you?” I asked him.

“Oh you mean Ms. Swan, the girl who you kissed on your front porch for the whole world to see?” he asked me. I squinted my eyes.

“No, I didn’t say a thing.” He said quickly.

“And you didn’t say anything to give a hint to her on what might be happening later tonight?” I asked.

“Well…Collin may have…it really depends. Besides, how can we tell her what’s going on when you won’t even tellus?” he asked me. I rolled my eyes. Collin said something to her. That or her mother or father did.

“What’s that you’re holding?” Collin asked as he joined us. I had completely forgotten I had been clutching a small box inside my pocket for that last hour.

“Nothing.” I said quickly.

“Oh it’s certainly something.” Leo corrected.

“If you must know it’s just a box…with a ring inside.” I admitted.. I braced myself for the mockery that was about to come my way.

“A ring inside a small box.” Leo restated.

“A small box with a ring inside.” Collin said in a ‘fancy that’ tone of voice.

“A ring to give to Ms. Swan?” Leo asked me as I rolled my eyes.

“A ring to marry Ms. Swan.” Collin corrected Leo, raising his finger up like he was making a point.

“So that’s why you’re so nervous.” Leo said to me.

“Makes complete sense.” Collin informed me. I knew he was lying.

“Yes I agree.” Leo said sarcastically.

“You two are fools.” I cut them off before any more jeering could continue and walked past them and down into the party.

“He is no fun when he’s nervous.” I heard Collin mutter before Leo laughing.

I made my way around the dancing and ladies gossiping (who actually started to talk even more when they saw me) and towards my mother and father when I got stopped.

“Edward!” I looked down to see my cousin Diana dressed up and looking like a doll as usual.

“Well hello Ms. Diana, you look very nice this evening.” I said, smiling as she giggled.

She was only up to my knees, because she was only three years old. Di and I were close, and she often liked to be next to me whenever she saw me.

“Edward, when fireworks start?” she asked me in her baby voice.

“Soon, Di. Where is your mother?” I asked her as she reached for my hand and began to walk. Her blond curls bounced as she skipped.

“Right there.” She pointed as she continued to make her way with me to my Aunt.

“Hello Edward! I’m so sorry, has she been a pest?” my aunt asked me as she took Diana and handed her to my uncle, who held her.

“Not at all Aunt Jane, she was just being her sweet self as always.” I laughed as Diana smiled up at her father. “If you would excuse me for a moment.” I said to her as I waved goodbye to Diana and she waved as well.

“Have a good time Edward!” my uncle called to me as I nodded.

“Oh there you are! We were getting worried.” My mother said to me as I met her and my father who just had gotten done dancing.

“Your mother was worried, I know you can take care of yourself.” My father corrected her as he winked.

“Diana held me captive for a little while.” I laughed..

“She really looks up to you, you know.” My mother said as my father chuckled.

“She looks up to you literally as well.” I smiled at my father’s joke.

“You’ll do fine, Edward,” My mother told me as she patted my arm, “don’t be nervous.” She could always sense how I felt, but I was almost certain that everyone could tell how nervous I was just from seeing me pace. I wonder if my father was ever this nervous before he asked my mother to marry him.

“It’s true, Ed. Just tell her how you feel, it worked for me.” My father said as my mother leaned her head on his shoulder.

“Go on, Edward. The fireworks will start soon.” My mother said as she gave one last nod of encouragement before I headed past them and towards the lake, where Bella stood leaning against a tree.

Her brown hair was pulled up, but somehow a small strand had gotten loose from the wind blowing. She was laughing at something Mrs. Jessica Newton was saying to her before looking down and playing with the ribbon on her hat she was holding.

She was beautiful, and I couldn’t help but gaze at her, awestruck. That was the women I loved and longed for, and I was going to ask her for her hand in marriage.

“I can do this.” I whispered to myself. And somehow, with just one look at her, my nervousness melted away.

~Bella Swan’s Point Of View~

I held my hat in my hands, playing with the pure white ribbon that was tied to it. I ran it through my fingers; it would be any minute now when the fireworks started.

“Bella, come over here with us!” Jessica Newton urged me, waving her hand to hurry. “You’re never going to get a good glimpse of the fireworks if you are still under that tree..” She pointed out.

I let the ribbon I was holding drop so that it was dangling from my hat. I pushed myself off of the rough tree bark with my free hand and walked over to them. The wind pushed against me, my hair was struggling to stay up. I immediately grasped my hat a little tighter so it would not blow into the lake.

“The wind does seem a bit stronger than normal tonight, doesn’t it?” Angela asked me.

“Yes, it does.” I nodded.

“I do hope that they won’t cancel the fireworks because of it-that would be a rotten thing to have happen.” Jessica fretted.

I nodded again, “Indeed it would.” Fireworks were the best part about our Independence Day; ever since I was little, I would always watch them with Jessica and Angela.

I saw Mike Newton walk towards us; he put his arm around Jessica’s waist.

It seemed like almost yesterday we were running around picking wild flowers for our mother’s, swearing that we would be best friends forever, and thinking that nothing could possibly ever change. But we were wrong. Best friends we did remain, but things around us changed. And things did seem to change almost overnight…Jessica was now a wife and was married to Mike Newton, Angela and I did get older (not to mention smarter) but she had a beau, and I-I had Edward.

Suddenly I realized that this might be the last time I was with both of my friends as a single woman. Not that it would make much of a difference-I always knew it would happen sometime. But a part of me yearned to be that seven year old with her best friends running through our meadow, picking purple and blue flowers to make our mother’s happy, so they wouldn’t be mad at our grass stains on our small pink frilly dresses from falling and running so much.

Suddenly I heard a big boom, which immediately had ‘oh’s’ and ‘ah’s’ following after it. It broke me out of my reverie completely.

I looked up to see red and blue fireworks exploding in the sky, making the plain dark night all the more beautiful and colorful.

“Oh Bella! Look at that one!” Angela pointed to a huge firework that just went off. I gazed at it as the sound of murmuring and excited giggles from children were around us.

Suddenly I felt a small tap on my shoulder. I spun around and gasped.

“I’m sorry I startled you, Bella.” Edward apologized. My heart started to beat faster and it took all of my strength to not hyperventilate or faint when I saw his extremely handsome face.

“You didn’t startle me, but all the same, it’s quite alright.” I said. I silently thanked God that my voice sounded normal and that I didn’t lose it from nervousness.

“Do you mind if you accompany me on a walk?” Edward asked me.

“That would be lovely.” I squeezed out.

Somebody lit candles around the dance floor, adding some light. But the fireworks provided enough of it.

White, blue, and red lights from the fireworks danced on Edward’s face, making his features even more evident. Explosions continued to happen around us as he started to talk.

“Bella, I have been meaning to tell you something rather important.” He began. I had my hands clasped together to keep them from shaking as I nodded. He looked down at me before stopping. I immediately did as well, and he took one step in front of me so that we could look at each other eye to eye.

“Isabella, I want you to know that I love you more than life itself, and that I have given my heart to you,” he said as I nodded once again, trying to get a handle on my spinning mind, “And that I promise to devote every possible moment to you, to give you eternal happiness, and to never stop taking care and loving you as long as we both are on this earth and beyond.” I felt as though my knees would buckle as he gently took my left hand. I was trembling as he dropped down on one knee, never once breaking eye contact or letting go of my hand. This was it.

“Isabella Marie Swan, will you marry me?” he asked me, whispering it. I didn’t realize why my vision was blurry until one wet tear slid down my face. I was crying, but from happiness-not from being sad.

“Yes.” I whispered back to him. It was as if my heart took over my brain, making the word automatically pop out of my mouth. But this time, I was glad it did.

His face lit up, a smile spreading on his face as he reached into his pocket to pull out a small black velvet box-still holding on to my left hand. He opened it up and slid something on my finger. Even in the dimmed light it sparkled, it was the most beautiful ring I had ever seen in my life. It had a white gold band and had tiny diamonds leading up to one giant diamond in the middle.

He kissed my left hand with his soft lips before standing back up. I was also suddenly aware that I had as big of a smile on my face as he did.

“Edward, it’s beautiful,” I said to him before adding, “and I also wanted you to know that I love you.” I whispered.

His eyes lit up, “You don’t know how happy I am right now.” He whispered back.

“Somehow, I think I do.” I replied, my bursting with happiness and elation. He leaned in and kissed me, his soft lips gently crushed against mine, his arm around my waist as the fireworks danced up in the sky above us. Of course we both pulled back, partly because I felt dizzy, partly because it was not proper for an engaged couple to show much affection in public.

We both heard clapping behind us from the lake, and when we turned around I realized it was our family members and friends clapping for us. I laughed as Edward did too; Collin and Leo were clapping along with Angela and the Newton’s. The Masons were clapping too-Mrs. Mason looked like she was crying from joy. My Mother was delighted (anyone could tell) as my father gave a nod to me as I caught his eye.

We were engaged to be married…..the words even sounded odd in my mind.