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Moved On... Almost!

Summary:
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!


Notes:
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.)


23. The Proposal

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I cried into the leather, repeating the words in my head over and over again. Realization was beginning to hit me and it seemed to shatter my heart.

I now comprehend why he didn’t want to change me. He may love me, I didn’t completely doubt that - yes, it was still hard to believe that he loved me, boring and ordinary as I was - but he didn’t want me around forever like I wanted him.

Suddenly, I felt two, cold arms wrap around me and I was pulled against Edward’s chest. I cried harder into his designer shirt – staining it with my sobbing- not bothering to try to push him away, it would be useless anyway.

“Bella, Bella, Bella…” he mumbled into my hair as he rubbed my back soothingly.

“How could you even possibly think of that again? Not wanting you is… an outrageous thought. How can you think I don’t love you? Why do you still doubt my love for you? I love you, Bella, with all my heart. I want you forever, just not… like me.”

“Why? If you love me, why don’t you want to keep me?”

“I do, I promise, Bella. Look at me.” He put a finger under my chin and tilted it up to his level. He lightly kissed away the tears that still fell down my cheeks. They made soft THUMPS as they fell on the leather couch.

“Listen to me, okay?” I nodded, still unable to look away from his mesmerizing topaz eyes.

“I love you. I want you to be with me forever, but I want you to stay human. Do you understand me? I want you, I love you, forever,” he then proceeded to kiss me. There was a new way his lips crushed against mine, he seemed to let go of a few of the boundaries.

Finally he pulled back to let me breathe. I took that moment to understand more of his reasoning.

“Why, Edward? Why do you want me to stay human so bad? Is it because you won’t like me anymore after I’m not all soft and warm? Because I won’t smell the same? Is that why?” I questioned, still catching my breath.

“No, that’s not it at all.”

“Then why? Why don’t you want this life for me? Please explain it to me, Edward.” I urged on.

“You want the whole truth?”

“Yes, not sparing my feelings.”

“Okay… you could do so much better, Bella. I know that you believe I have a soul, but I’m not entirely convinced on that point, and to allow me to play with yours, it makes me sick and selfish. To let you become what I am for my own reasons… is the most selfish act I can imagine. Giving in - it feels criminal. It’s the most selfish thing I’ll ever do, even if I live forever.”

I smiled, now I know, Edward wanted me, forever. But he just thought he was selfish. Edward though he was selfish.

“Really?” I questioned.

“Yes, of course, isn’t that enough?”

“Edward… how could you think giving me something I want could make you selfish?”

“Because I would be the one to do it, Bella. It would be selfish and I won’t allow it.”

“So…it’s not that you’re afraid you won’t like me as much when I’m different? You really want to keep me, no matter how I turn out?” I clarified.

“That is ridiculous. You were worried I wouldn’t like you? Seriously, Bella, where do you get those ideas?”

Before I could speak, he kissed me, making me breathless again.

When he finally released me, pushing me away from his chest the slightest bit, he took a deep breath and grasped my shoulders firmly.

“Bella, do you really want this. I mean really, really, really want this?”

“Yes, I haven’t ever wanted anything more, besides you, in my life.” I spoke confidently, feeling like maybe; just maybe, he would give in.

“Then I have a proposal for you. I will… change you… myself… but you have to agree to my condition first.” His face lit up and his eyes sparkled as he grinned wider.

“What would that be?” I asked, too excited to contain myself.

Instead of replying he released my face gently, let go of my hands, and dropped to the floor beside the couch. He held up on finger and I saw him disappear for a fraction of a second, then he was back in front of me, on one knee. Oh my god!

“Isabella Swan, I love you with all my heart and promise to take care of you forever, will you marry me?”

I couldn’t speak. There was butterflies in my stomach and the words got caught in my throat. Did he seriously just ask me what I think he asked me? Was this his condition?

I saw the family, including Jacob had gathered at the threshold of Edward’s door, waiting for my reaction with hopeful smiles plastered on their faces.

“Yes.” It slipped out before I could stop it.

“Really?” he asked.

“Yes, of course. I love you.”

He pushed me back on the couch, tackling me underneath him. His lips crushed against mine and he let go of all boundaries he had. It was our best kiss.

“I love you, Isabella Swan.” He muttered against my lips.

“I love you, Edward Cullen.” I repeated back as my lips moved against his. I closed my eyes and breathed in his scent and copied this moment to my memory, to remember forever.

By this time, the whole family was cheering and hollering, making my eyes fly open. Alice bounced up and down, her spiky, black hair flying all over her face. Esme gasped and I knew she would have been crying if she could. Even Jacob clapped and cheered with Emmett and Jasper.

“Oh, get a room!” Emmett shouted at us as we continued to kiss.

I flushed and ducked my head into the crook of Edward’s neck.

“Emmett,” Edward replied in a stern tone.

He tipped up my head and I couldn’t help but smile at my future family. Edward shifted underneath me so I was now conveniently placed on his lap. He took my left hand and slipped a gorgeous, sparkling ring on my third finger.

The face was a long oval, set, with slanting rows of glittering, round stones. The band was gold - delicate and narrow. The gold made a fragile web around the diamonds. It was beautiful beyond belief. I instantly wondered just how much Edward spent on the ring.

“Do you like it?” he asked me, as he kissed the ring that was now mine.

“I love it… there isn’t words that could describe it, Edward. Thank you.”

“It was my mother’s. You are wearing Elizabeth Masen’s ring. My father gave it to her on their wedding day. Carlisle managed to retrieve it before she was buried with it.

“My mother always intended for it to be mine when she passed. It is the only thing I have left to symbolize her. It’s yours; I know that you will keep it safe, just like my heart, which too is yours.” He kissed my forehead and just gazed into my watering eyes.