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Moved On... Almost!

This story starts in ch.18 from New Moon. What if the phone didn't interrupet Jacob and Bella? what if they did kiss? What would happen next? would Edward ever come back? What happens when Bella and Jacob become more friends? Who will she choose? A new Ch is up!!! Ch. 24- What is the next step before Bella is changed? What is Bella's request?I HAVE EDITED THE FIRST FOURTEEN CH. SO IF YOU COME AND READ THEM, THEY ARE MUCH, MUCH BETTER!!! ESPECIALLY CH.4 - THEY ARE NOT PERFECT, BUT SO MUCH BETTER ! THANKS!

This takes place right after Bella thought Jacob had left. (In my version Jacob had tried to kiss Bella earlier, after she jumped off the cliff.)

13. Catching Me

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He carried me down to Rose’s convertible that was on the other side of the parking lot. He swung me into the passenger seat. Next to me was a beautiful bouquet of flowers.

Edward got in the drivers side inhumanly fast. “Do you like them?” he gave me my favorite crooked smile, charming me easily.

“I love them, thank you.” I leaned in to smell the white roses that resembled his pale skin.

“I would have bought a rose for every time I thought of you, but I don’t believe there would be enough roses in the world to do so.”

I smiled back at him, thinking of his sweet comment. He kissed me on my full lips, his lips lingering on mine. He groaned, pulling away with a clenched jaw, which he quickly unloosened.

“I missed your smell. That’s on reason I got the flowers, they reminded me you smell. I mean nothing compares, but they have a fraction of it.”

“They have nothing on you. Your smell is just as intoxicating.”

“I was going to stay the same thing about you.” He pulled me on to his lap and gave me a peck on the lips. He ducked his head to my neck and ran his nose down it. It sent chills down my spine and I couldn’t hold back a shiver of pleasure. He didn’t seem aware of it.

“It wouldn’t probably be best for you to be on my lap while I’m attempting to drive,” He snickered and moved me gently back onto my seat. He took my hand and brought my wrist it to his nose and inhaled deeply.

“Hmm…” He dropped our intertwined hands to the seat and stared the car. He drove as fast as usual, but strangely it didn’t frighten me. We were back to the house within fifteen minutes.

He came around to my side before I could even undo the seatbelt. He politely opened my door and pulled me out, keeping a hand around my waist as we walked up to the house. I had a feeling he wasn’t going to let go all night. He opened the door for me and turned a light on, bringing life to the house.

“So… I’m tried, so how about I go have my human moment and you wait in my room for me.” I smiled as I back up from the door as he closed the front door with a silent click.

“Sure, hurry up your human moment as fast as possible. I hate having to be away from you.” Then he was gone. That’s not fair; he didn’t even wait for me.

I skipped my way up the stairs, being careful not to trip. But being me, of course I tripped on the last step. A flash of white caught my wrists pulling them backwards before I was about an inch away from the floor. I felt his cold hands slip around my waist.

“Thanks.” He pulled me up to my feet.

“I missed your clumsiness so much.” He kissed my nose.

“I’m sick of it.”

“I think it’s cute. I love having to catch you, never having to leave your side because you could kill yourself.”

“Got to love that,” I replied sarcastically, fixing my dress.

“So do you need me to come help you with your human moment?” I didn’t know how to respond to that question.

“Um… if you want… to.” I stuttered.

“Do you think you can do it with out hurting yourself?”

“I’ll try. I can’t make any guarantees.”

“I’ll be listening closely. If you need me, yell or speak. I’ll be able to hear you any way.” He chuckled and at a human pace went back into my bedroom. I heard the rocking chair squeak as he sat down and began to rock in it.

I went to go take a shower. It was quick and painless. I used my favorite strawberry shampoo. When I got out of the shower and grabbed my towel to wrap around me before I stepped out. I pulled back the liner and attempted to step out.

My foot got caught on the shower curtain and I tripped over the low wall on the shower. Of course before I could even let out a yelp, a white hand flashed in front of me, catching me. I felt an icy hand on my dripping shoulder and another one around my toweled waist. I looked up into the eyes of my savior.

“That’s the third time in the last two hours. And it doesn’t get old one bit.” He helped me up stand up, but instead of setting me on my feet he sat me on the counter, by the sink. I suddenly realized that I was in naught but a towel and Edward was still holding me in his grasp.

My eyes flashed raked my body, checking to make sure anything important wasn’t reveled. All was good. Expect the towel was a bit too short fro my taste and was slowly riding up my thighs. I tugged at it. But that just pulled it down from the upper part, so I left it alone.

Edward noticed my glance down at my body and my insist tugging and chuckled, holding me at an arms length.

“Don’t worry love, I didn’t see anything. Your beautiful anyway.” he brought me against his chest.

He leaned down and rested his cheek against my head and stroked my wet hair down my back. I felt his cold hands run down my back even through the thin towel and I shivered involuntary. It was hard to ask a question and especially this one, but I was a bit uncomfortable.

“Um… Edward… not that I’m not enjoying this moment very much, but can I possibly get dressed… alone?” he released me and put a hand under my chin.

“Absolutely, sorry I got caught up in the moment of having you back in my arms.” He leaned in and pecked me on the forehead.

“Hmm… your hair smells delicious.” He gently took me off the counter and placed me on the floor while I held on securely on my towel.

“I’ll be outside the door.” He walked out with a final peak and the door closed with a click.

I dressed quickly and turned off the light before I came out the door. When I opened the door I was slightly blind and didn’t think that Edward meant right outside the door. I ran right into his hard, cold chest.

I regained my balance quickly. He still placed his hands around my waist, steadying me. What hurt was my head. It was like running into a rock.

“Are you okay? I told you I was going to wait outside the door.” He seemed to be trying to hold back a chuckle.

“I know, but I didn’t think you meant directly outside the door.”

“Sorry, are you hurt?”

“My head hurts a little, but I’ll be fine.”

“That’s the fourth time today.”

“I wish you would stop counting.” He laughed under his breathe.

“Come on.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me back into the room. I walked to the bed, but his hand stopped me. I waited patiently while he undid the pale blue sheets.

“Is your head ok?” he asked as he pulled back the covers.

“It’s fine, just a little sore.” He picked me up bridal style and slipped me under the covers. He laid down behind me, on top of the covers.

“So… should I begin my very long explanation about why I left, and what happened while I was gone or should you begin first?” he propped his head up on his elbow, turning his eyes full force on mine.

“You first.” I pushed my back up against his chest and laid my head in the curve of his neck.

“Ok… well…”