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Edward's Twilight

Summary:
 The world is on it's axis...and reversed? What if: Edward was the vulnerable human? Bella was the powerful vampire? La Tua Cantante was not a problem with strong Bella? What if...there were other problems? Hey, you, yeah, you with the eyes. Come click on this story. It's worth it. Lol. Chapter 10 is up fool!


Notes:
OKAY! Well, I posted this before, but then I deleted it because I didn't like it anymore. BUT I just re-wrote it, so now I'm reposting it. Let's see how you guys like it now. Yes, the people are out of character, that's why you call it AU: alternate universe! hooray! anway... Disclaimer: It's pretty much all stephenie meyer's...except the idea. I don't own Eddie *hangs head in defeat*


6. Fall For You

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Bella's POV:

What was he doing here?

I mean, seriously! Can't a vampire get some peace around here? I stared at him, his gorgeous face rekindling some odd feeling in the pit of my stomach. What was that feeling? I had never felt it before. Shaking it off, I watched as he sat up from when he had tripped a moment ago.

It was late at night, why was he running through this forest? Didn't humans have bedtimes or something? I tried not to scowl as I saw him…why did I think he was so gorgeous? I'd seen many men in my life, but I couldn't believe how much this one affected me.

"Edward Swan?" My voice sounded sharp even to myself. I didn't mean to be sharp; it's just that once my siblings found out about this, I'd never hear the end of it. And they invariably would, taken to Alice's…talent.

"Bella Cullen?" He asked back, standing up. His voice was so mesmerizing; I had to snap myself out of it. "What are you doing here so late?"

"I might ask you the same question," I said. I didn't smile; I could barely even move…his green eyes were hypnotizing. I was half wondering if I should freeze him and just stare at him. But I suppose that would definitely not be good. For my self-control or for his life.

"Well…" he stepped closer to me, and I flinched. I was shocked. I had seen death pass before my very eyes without even blinking, but here I flinch because this insolent boy came closer. He did not even notice my flinch, but continued to walk closer to me until he was a yard away.

I stopped breathing. Not only was his blood tempting, but I could smell the essence of man on him, and I'm sure the ancient monster inside of me was thrumming for both. I stood up slowly and carefully, watching his every move.

"You are unwise to travel the forest so late at night," I told him, trying to sound nonchalant, as if my teeth weren't aching to sink deep into his fragile skin.

"Right, well…I was taking a run, and I think I missed a turn or something," he smiled, tousling his already untidy bronze hair.

"So, did you get lost too?" My appetite was low. I could not help but flare in anger. My eyes widened.

"Lost?" I scoffed. "I don't get lost."

"Oh, just taking a late night stroll then?" He seemed impervious to my anger. In fact, it was almost as if he were enjoying it.

"I don't think you should talk. Don't you have a bedtime?" I inquired, smiling in spite of myself.

"I do…I just decided to rebel a bit tonight," he smirked sarcastically, causing my stomach to tie into knots. He took another two steps closer.

"Ok, maybe I should leave you to the wolves then?" I quipped, turning briskly and taking a few steps away. How I managed to turn away from that gorgeous face, I will never know.

"Wait, wolves? I thought these were safe forests?" His voice sounded strong, but my distinct hearing could catch the voice of fear deep in his throat. Oh, his throat.

"You're far away from the safe forests, Edward. Getting lost in the dark is not something to be proud of…" I walked a bit further, aware that he was most likely deciding whether to ask for help or not.

This was always the inane question with men. Asking for help is not easy for them, almost impossibly connected to that Y chromosome of theirs. I hadn't ever met a young, handsome and charming man who also didn't mind asking for help from a female.

"Will you guide me to the light then, angel?" He whispered, his voice barely audible for even my superior vampire hearing.

I was doomed.

I blinked and turned on my heel, staring at him in shock. He seemed shocked by what he said himself.

"Excuse me?" I asked. He seemed to pale slightly and I bit my tongue.

"I mean, you wanna help me get back to safety? You seem to know the area much better…" He stammered.

"Sure, if you can keep up," I smiled.

"I think I can…if not, the wolves will have a good dinner tonight," he grinned. For the first time in a long time… I laughed.

A real, throaty, coming-down-the-heart kind of laugh. I had forgotten how good it felt to laugh at something so random, and I held my stomach and laughed my heart out. Edward joined in for some reason, and we were both just laughing. There was a bubbly feeling in my throat, and I was happy.

Before I knew it, my hands were on his arms, and I was holding myself up. Right when our skin touched, I jumped back and we both stopped laughing abruptly. An electric shock had run through my fingertips the second I touched him, and he was so…warm. It had been so long since I had touched a human, I had forgotten how warm they were. How their blood rushed under their skin, how easily their skin flushed. Edward was staring at me, a slight blush rising to his cheeks. Rush, flush, blush…his blood called out to me.

"We should get going before it gets too late," I said, starting to walk.

"Yeah," he muttered. "So…tell me about yourself."

He seemed to be trying to remain on good terms with me, and I had to honor him with that.

"What would you like to know?" I asked mildly, listening to his footsteps make the leaves on the ground crunch.

"Um, what do you like to do in your free time?"

Ah, free time…if only I had less free time, Edward.

"I like to draw. I like to listen to music, read books, go camping, be with my family," I said, watching his face. He seemed confused about something.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"Nothing, it's just…I like to do that stuff too. I like listening to music, reading, and I liked hanging out with my mom." He seemed sad all of a sudden.

"Liked? You don't anymore?" I had, of course, heard of this Renee that apparently ran out on Chief Swan, but I tended not to care about gossip and rumors. I wanted to hear the truth.

"Well, when I was really young, my parents had a divorce and my mom ran away with me. Life with mom has never been…boring, let's just say," he laughed. I liked the sound of his laugh.

"And you came to Forks to settle down?" I asked, smiling. He laughed again and shook his head. I couldn't help but notice how his bronze hair fell softly against his green eyes.

"No, my mom got remarried to this guy. His name is Phil."

"And he doesn't like you?" I asked, my eyes blazing with anger. I had too much experience with inattentive stepfathers.

"No, no, Phil likes me fine. I think. It's just that…he moves around a lot and mom always wanted to go with him, but she couldn't drag me along."

"That's nice, you moved here so she could go with him?" I asked, smiling again.

"No, she sent me here," he sighed longingly, and I looked up into his sad face. "She didn't want me around anymore…"

"I'm so sorry…I…" I stopped when he suddenly started laughing again.

"Just kidding, I moved here on my own," he laughed.

"Ugh!" I raised my hand and was about to slap him on the arm or something, like I did when Emmett or Jasper joked around with me, but then I realized that I could really hurt Edward with my vampire strength. I put my hand down and curled my fingers together.

"So what about your family?" He asked, his voice soft. I resisted the urge to swoon.

"Well…Carlisle and Esme are wonderful parents," I said hesitantly.

"And all of your brothers and sisters are…"

"Adopted, yes."

"Do you remember your parents at all?"

"Just barely…" Not that I wanted to remember. "Carlisle and Esme are much better parents."

"That's good. So what were you doing out here so late?"

"Same as you were. Out for a run…needed to think."

"Yeah. Running really clears my mind, you know? I used to run track in my old high school." He seemed proud of that fact. I smiled slightly.

"Hmm…I'm quite the runner myself…" I smirked.

"You're not thinking what I think you're thinking, are you?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Well, that depends…what do you think I'm thinking?"

"I don't know exactly…you're hard to read. I can usually guess what people are thinking pretty well…" He seemed to be scrutinizing me with his eyes. I rolled my eyes at him.

"What? Are you saying you're a mind reader now?" I asked.

"Nope, I'm just very attentive to people," he grinned. I liked his grin. When he smiled, his whole face seemed to lighten and his eyes would be bright.

"Maybe you have a gift," I said, trying not to think about how great he looked.

"Maybe…but I suppose it doesn't work with you?"

"I hope not…" I sighed playfully. Playfully? Did I really just think that word? Something was clearly wrong with me...

"Why?"

"Because then I can't surprise you…" I grinned. I sped up slightly. "Race you!"

I started to run slowly, keeping a human pace. I heard his laugh behind me as he followed me, running closer and teasingly poking my shoulder.

"You'll never beat me!" I laughed, running faster. He sped up just as much, getting ahead.

"Run, run, run, as fast as you can! You can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man!" He did a silly dance and kept running, his heartbeat echoing in the forest around me, his blood pumping under his skin.

I raced after him, pretending to be out of breath. He was breathing harshly, but the boy just kept running!

"Edward, I'm tired," I lied, panting. He laughed and ran back, his pants matching my own.

"Sorry, I just got into the whole running phase." He smiled cheekily at me.

"How can you run so fast?"

"I dunno, it just happens." He shrugged. We continued walking, where I couldn't help but smell his wonderful breath as his breathing turned back to normal.

"Music!" I said. He turned to me and raised an eyebrow again. "What kind of music do you like?"

"That would take me forever to explain. I'm a music fanatic. I like rock, classics, some pop, definitely the 80s and 90s era, and I hate country or hard rap. I'm really into the jazz thing these days, because I was in the Virgin store at the Seattle airport while I was waiting for my flight, and I picked up a Michael Buble CD. I never realized that the blues could be as powerful. Definitely enthralling, and I love the piano he plays in the background. Also, I can't lie, his song Lost really got to me," he finished.

I stared at him, unable to say anything. He had said the whole thing so fast, and so passionately, I could tell he was really into music. I liked him better already.

"Wow, that's…awesome."

"Yeah…I'm a freak about music. For my birthday every year, my mom takes me to whichever concert I want, and I started my musical obsession when I was like, eight. What kind of music do you like?" He seemed to intensely need the answer, as if it were a question between life or death.

"Oh, same…I'm really into band music. As in, each decade had it's great bands, and I like sorting out which one was best from each," I explained. He looked interested, and I hadn't talked about music in so long, so I started and couldn't stop. "The 50s were a bit obnoxious at times, but of course Elvis brought out the best…also, the Andrews Sisters were good too. 60s, the Beatles, duh. The Everly Brothers, The Shirrells and Beach Boys were pretty good at the time. 70s were nearly the best, with Led Zepplin, Pink Floyd, Bee Gees and The Eagles were all right, Queen totally annoyed me though, and you can't forget KISS and the Who. 80s were my favorite. Best music, best lyrics, completely fun decade. Who wouldn't like it? Red Hot Chili Peppers, Def Leppard, I'm not going to lie, I was in love with Duran Duran for the longest time, and Aerosmith, Guns n' Roses obviously, Bon Jovi, U2 is still pretty much one of my favorite bands, ACDC made rock history, oh man you can't forget The Police, The Clash, The Cars. 90s made it completely crazy what with my FAVORITE band of all time and ever, The Goo Goo Dolls, Vertical Horizon, and the Verve, and that's where New Order really got amazing, Metallica, Nirvana, the Foo Fighters, Green Day'sold stuff was awesome, plus I totally had a thing for the lead singer of Oasis after their hit 'Champagne Supernova'. These days, I'm pretty much listening to everything, trying to narrow it down. I'm definitely loving Buckcherry's new stuff, OneRepublic, Fall Out Boy (even though they're so fake), Maroon 5, KT Tunstall, Panic!at the Disco, and I think I'm in love with John Mayer. plus like tons of others…" I trailed off, finally finishing my rant.

I had been watching Edward's face this entire time, to see how crazy he thought I was. But actually, he looked like understood, like he was really getting what I was talking about. That was something new.

"I'm definitely feeling your vibe here," he said in response to everything I just said. "It looks like we have much too much in common in the music era. Only one disappointment though…" he sighed.

"Oh dear, what?" I asked.

"You didn't mention Train and they are the best 90's band out there. Everyone knows that!"

"That's partially true. But, they didn't even get famous until they're one hit wonder, Drops of Jupiter, which didn't even come out until 2001."

"Hmm, very true. I guess they didn't really get started until that one… Oh, and also, the Counting Crows!"

"Ah, you're a crows fan?" I laughed at the look on his face.

"Bella, who isn't? That's like saying you don't like the Sex Pistols!"

"They're ok…" I trailed off, smiling at his astonishment. "What? Edward, they were only together, for like, 2 years in the 70s."

"Are you telling me that you heard 'No Feelings' by them and did not bust a move?" We both started to laugh loudly again, and I shook my head.

"No, but I think the most recent thing I busted a move over was probably Shake It by Metro Station. Embarrassing, but so true."

"Oh man, I loved that one!" He exclaimed. “What about Fall For You by Secondhand Serenade. Awesome song.”

“Yes, that one’s really good.”

And without further ado, Edward stopped in front of me and started to sing the chorus of that song, his voice thrumming feelings I haven’t felt in a long time…


But hold your breathe
Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind
Or I wont live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
You're impossible to find

He ended with a huge smile, and his green eyes were sparkling in the moonlight. His words awakened some deep part of my heart and I felt my stomach clench as he chuckled at the expression on my face. I am definitely falling for him…We were holding hands, and I couldn't let myself let go of him. I could feel his blood thrumming under his skin, but it didn't feel as tempting as it usually did.

That is, until the inevitable happened. As Edward laughed, his other hand swiped past a tree branch and I actually heard his skin tear slightly, and the irresistible aroma of fresh blood pouring from his hand caught me by utter surprise.

With an ache deep in my throat, I moaned slightly at the sight of pure sparkling red, sensual blood oozing from his wound. Oh my…