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The Way I Love You

Edward and Bella do something they shouldn't have. Now they suffer the consecuences. How will they handle the pressure of being parents and other challenges along the way? All human characters. Slightly OOC, not too much though. Edward and Bella are 18. **Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Twilight.****The sequel is now posted. It's called "Total Bliss...Or Not" so check it out!**Create your own banner at mybannermaker.com!


1. Perfect

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Seven o'clock at night, just me and Edward in my house. Charlie was still at Billy's watching the football game. He wouldn't be back for awhile.

I just finished taking a shower, hoping that Edward was waiting for me. I quickly put on my pajamas; my old sweats and raggy t-shirt. I brushed through my wet hair and fiercely brushed my teeth. I stumbled to my room, tripping several times over my own feet.

I was disappointed that he wasn't there; a little shocked, too. He never mentioned a hunting trip, maybe there was an emergency.

I sighed and climbed into bed, curling into a ball under the covers, closing my eyes.

I felt somebody kissing up my neck, their arms around my waist, hugging me close.

I grinned, eyes still closed. Edward.

"Did you really think I wasn't coming?" he breathed huskily into my ear.

I just shrugged, not willing to admitt it. But of course, like always, my blush gave me away.

Edward sighed. "Oh Bella, Bella, Bella, what to do with you."

Trying to get off the subject, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, my body meeting his everywhere. We rolled so that I ended up on top of him. I was in control here. I was ready.

My hormones were taking over my thoughts, and I kissed him even harder, not bothering to ask where he was.

"Wow, somebody's fiesty tonight," he murmered when we came up for air. He grinned and moved his hands a little lower on my waist, tugging at the elastic band of my sweatpants. "I like this side of you," he growled.

Before I knew what he was doing, he had my pants off and they landed on the floor. I was a little shocked, but glad he was going along with it.

My only response was to throw his shirt on the floor. I kissed his lips once more, then moved them slowly down his neck, trailing soft kisses down his chest. When I reached the hem of his jeans, I looked up at him, my eyebrows raised. He didn't say a word, and I took that as my cue to continue. I got them unbuttoned, and he suddenly stopped everything, sitting up. I had no choice but to do the same.

"Your dad?" he asked.

"Don't worry, he's at Billy's. Won't be back for some time," I muttered, and kissed him harshly. I pushed him back down onto the bed. While I continued to kiss him, I finally got his jeans off.

"Wait, wait, wait-" he started, but I cut him off.

"No, no waiting. Now, Edward. I love you."

I knew he would cave. Whenever I wanted or needed something, he would provide it. He looked into my eyes, trying to decipher what was going on in my head, as I'm not usually like this.

He must have liked what he saw, because he rolled us so that he was now on top. He hovered over me and said, "I love you too."

He kissed me with so much passion that my heart felt like it was going to explode.

We both were gasping for air. He stripped off my t-shirt. All that was left between us was our undergarments.

That didn't last long.

This moment was so perfect, so right. I've never wanted anything more, loved anyone more than this godlike person above me.

We made love for the first time that night, the moonlight pouring in my bedroom window.