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My One Love

I changed the summary: Our lives are stories that interwine with each other... our destinies are all related to one thing: love. No matter if you believe in it or not, everyone has a soulmate, it just takes some work to find one. This is a story about Bella, Edward, and other characters of twilight series, including some visitors that you will simply love! Please read the sequel to this story: Love's Light *stephanie Meyer owns all, and im just a normal addicted teenager*  (banner by Marauder by midnight--Thank you)

Bella is a danger magnet...and she's through with being ms. nice girl. Read through Bella and Edward's love, events that will make you laugh and cry, and get ready for some VISITORS!

6. Reluctant Beauty

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Edward’s POV: I slowly pulled the curtain of the shower and turned it on for high pressure. I turned around and saw...

…The most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my entire existence.

It was a symbol, no an incarnate of wholesome innocence and clarity. I could have sat down and just stared at this fulfilling sight for the rest of my days. But of course, that was rude and as Bella was now redder than a bottle of ketchup, I ducked my head, and had to look down at her feet.

I would have given anything in the world to hear my love’s thoughts right now; her heart was racing and her blood was singing out to me.

I was breathing harder than usual—which was stupid, because I don’t even have to breathe.

I slowly unbuttoned my jeans and put my thumbs into the belt hooks. With my self-conscious mind in hazard, I pulled off my jeans, followed by my boxers, and then my socks.

My jaw was clenched so hard, that if I were a human, it would have shattered. I directed my gaze to not linger over some specific spots of Bella’s body as looked up and into her eyes. They were tightly shut.

I was as slow as a snail when I closed the small space between us and I put my arms around her shoulders. She shivered and opened her eyes.

Bella’s POV:

Edward is naked. Edward is naked, and I am naked. Edward is naked, and I am naked, and now he’s holding me.

I shivered as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me closer into his icy hard chest. I slowly opened my eyes and looked up at Edward’s face.

He had the same look as he had downstairs. He was really nervous…I guess I’m not the only one then.

He pulled me over to the shower and I got in. There was so much estrogen running through me, that I could barely breathe.

The water was hot and it hit my body with a rush. I looked at Edward and he was looking at me, and I could see his jaw flex, as it was clenched shut.

I started to worry about a number of random things. What if he didn’t like me? Why would he like me anyway? He is so perfect and I’m so imperfect. What if he loses control? I must smell even more in the shower right? How could it be possible that someone this perfect would want to be with me? How is it even possible that he exists?

“Edward?” My voice shook. He reached down and wiped the water from my face.

“Yes, my love?” He whispered in my ear. It was so…dazzling.

“Are you…ok? I wouldn’t mind stepping out if you can’t control the smell.” I said.

“Bella, you’re smell isn’t anything next to your body this time.” He smiled a crooked smile, which impeccably looked even better in blue.

He reached over my head and grabbed some soap. He handed me a bar and we both started to scrub the blue paint off of us.

I tried to remain a good girl and not look at certain parts of him, but it was like mission impossible. And it wasn’t like he was such a good boy either, you know…

After we both were squeaky clean, he turned the nozzle and the water stopped coming. He pulled the curtain and stepped out. I didn’t fail to notice that he didn’t let go of me the entire time we were showering.

He reached out with one arm and grabbed two white, fluffy towels. I quickly grabbed mine and wrapped it around my body. His hand was still on my shoulder as he wrapped his towel over him. I would never get used to his vampire speed.

“Um, Edward? You can let go, I’m not going to run off.” I giggled and looked at his hand.

“I know, I just don’t ever want to let go.” He snaked his arms around my toweled waist and pulled me as close as possible.

It was so amazing. Since the first time I saw him, I always felt electricity between us. I always wanted to touch him and be around him. But now, the spark between his body and mine were impenetrable and I couldn’t help but reach up on my tiptoes and kiss under his chin. He stopped me mid kiss and gave me one of his own on my lips.

I smiled and whispered, “I love you” onto his lips. He grinned and said, “I know.” I playfully smacked him on his arm and he grabbed a hairbrush on the counter.

He brushed through my tangled brown hair down my back. Every time I winced because he had pulled a tender root, he kissed my hair.

It was so unbearably sweet, that I had to choke back tears. He picked me up and carried me into his room and to his sofa. He laid me down and crouched over me with a playful grin plastered on his face.

“Bella?” He asked, suddenly cautious.


“Do you have any clothes here?” Like a reaction, my face turned red at my stupidity.

“Crap! No…what am I going to do? I can’t go home looking like this!” I started to panic.

“Bella! Calm down, you can borrow something-“ he said, but he was interrupted.

Suddenly the door burst open and even though this was the most surprising and unexpected day ever, I was even more surprised by who walked in the door.