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Crazy Minds & Silly Stupid Love

Summary:
Heart-warming, yet comical love story between two Forks High School students; Edward & Bella. She doesn't want to let him in, and he just can't keep his inexplicable feelings for her at bay, but an unexpected truth threatens to tear them apart. AH, AU. (Has adult rating because of strong language and sensuality in later chapters.) Preview: "Yes, because I can't see myself being with anyone else, but then with you," He sighed, closing his eyes for a moment. "It's like a movie in my head, and I want it. I want it more than anything else, and I want it with you."


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10. The Truth

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"You're serious?" I asked, disbelieving.

"Do I look like I'm kidding, Bella?" He retorted.

"I don't know, it's kind of hard to tell." I muttered. Edward snorted, his arms wrapped securely around me.

"I wouldn't lie to you." He murmured, burying his face in my neck.

"My god, Edward Cullen is a hopeless romantic. Forks high school's hottest bachelor. Come get em' ladies!" I said half-heartedly. Edward pulled away slightly to look at me with a smile playing on his lips.

"You silly, stubborn, beautiful girl." He chuckled, pressing an urgent kiss to my lips.

"You act like I'm the prize, rather than the outrageously lucky winner." I said.

"I wish you could see yourself the way I see you now." Edward sighed.

"You're quite the heartbreaker aren't you?" I rolled my eyes at him. Why does he always say the right thing, and why does it look effortless?

"I've only broken one heart in my life." He said honestly. I was stunned.

"Who? When?" I asked, astonished.

"In middle school. Her name was Sophie." He shrugged casually, as if it was nothing.

"What happened?" The sudden curiousity killed me, and the cat. Edward groaned, shaking his head.

"Nothing. She had a crush on me and drew up the courage to ask me out." He wasn't ending it there, was he?

"And?" I said, urging him to continue.

"And I told her I'd go out with her. It didn't last very long." He said, looking lost in thought.

"Did you like her?" I wondered, still overly curious. He snorted.

"No. I didn't want to bring her hopes down by saying no." He mumbled, uncomfortably.

"So, how long did it last?"

"About four days." He shrugged, looking at me as I thought over this sudden information. Edward has had a girlfriend before, but why does that bother me so much? I mean so what...

"You're jealous." He murmured. My eyes flashed to his. Is that what I was feeling? Jealous.

"No." I lied, trying to deny it. I hated this feeling. Edward smiled, looking away from me.

"Bella, if I ever saw you with someone else, someone who isn't me, I'd go mad." He told me.

"Really?"

"I would kill him. If you let me." He said seriously. How many more times is he going to leave me speechless? How many more times will he say something that makes my heart race, and cause my hope to spiral out of control?

"How long do you plan to keep this up?" I asked him.

"Keep up what, exactly?"

"This . . . , everything you've been telling me." I said, pulling away from the circle of his arms.

"As long as it takes for you to believe me," No hesitation, no pause. He knew exactly what to say before I even get the chance to ask.

"We're going to be late for biology." He said after a moment. I nodded, not really caring about getting to class anymore. Edward reached for both of my hands intertwining our fingers.

"We can talk about whatever you want, Bella. I promise to tell you anything you want to know," He told me quietly, looking ino my eyes.

"I just want you to give me a chance." He added.

"When?" I asked. He smiled slightly.

"On our date? Does that work for you?" He asked.

"That's fine." I smiled back.

"Good. Now, come here." He said, pulling me back into his arms again before crushing his lips to mine almost desperately.

We barely made it to biology, two seconds before the bell rang. I could feel everyone staring at us as we walked into class together.

"You'd think we're Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie." Edward muttered as we sat at our lab table.

"Hardly. You outbeat Brad Pitt all the way, and you're insane if you are trying to compare me to Angelina Jolie." I said bitterly.

"You have it all wrong, Bella." Edward shook his head at me unhappily.

"Only in your opinion." I replied icily.

"I doubt that." He chuckled sarcastically. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Okay then, who would you choose: me or Angelina Jolie, and you have to be completely honest." I warned. Edward stared at me for a long moment, a funny look in his eyes.

"I have an answer to that question, but knowing you as well as I do; I would know that if I chose Angelina, you would believe me. If I chose you, you wouldn't believe me." He said. My shoulders fell, I knew he was probably right about that.

"Oh." I mumbled, looking away feeling embarrassed. Out of the corner of my eye I seen Edward lean in towards me.

"But I would choose you, Bella. Even if you didn't believe me." He whispered in my ear. I didn't have a chance to say anything to that because Mr. Banner was starting class.

"Alright, Let's get started. How is everyone today? Good, Fantastic?" Mr. Banner asked, looking around the class. Some of the class murmured, 'good,' while others just shrugged.

"Are you all depressed or what?" He asked. Some students chuckled.

"Okay, no one is up for any fun today, I see. Well, let's get straight to business then, shall we?" And boy did Mr. Banner put us to work with pages of notes along with one of his boring lectures, and a pile of homework. Wonderful.

After I finally got out of gym, I noticed Edward leaning against the wall waiting for me.

"This is your last class for the day?" He asked. I nodded.

"Good, I'll be able to drive you home then." He smiled at me crookedly. I rolled my eyes, walking ahead of him. Edward intertwined our fingers just as we reached the parking lot.

"I never thought to ask, but is this okay?" He asked, gesturing to our hands.

"I don't mind. It's kind of nice actually." I could see Edward smiling from the corner of my eye as we reached his Volvo. He held the door open for me before hurrying aroun to the other side. Once we had pulled out of the school parking lot Edward reached over the console and held my hand. I tried not to smile as I looked out the window.

Neither of us moved when he pulled into my driveway. I didn't want him to leave just yet, and I didn't want to go inside because I'd be going in alone.

"Are Carlisle and Esme expecting you home soon?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"No. Carlisle is at the hospital, and Esme was going out for the day with a family friend. What about Charlie?" He wondered, rubbing the back of my hand with the pad of his thumb.

"I think he's working late tonight," I said.

"Do you want to come in?" I added quickly. I didn't give myself time to think it over, I just didn't want him to go yet. Edward stared at me a little stunned.

"Do you want me to come in?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"I wouldn't have asked if I didn't." I retorted.

"Okay." He agreed, sounding a little unsure.

The silence was almost deafening once I unlocked the front door, letting us both inside. Now what do I do?

"Uhm, do you want something to drink or anything?" I asked, feeling a bit self conscious.

"No, thank you." Edward smiled, amused by something.

"What?" I asked warily.

He pursed his lips momentarily. "You're being overly adorable right now, it's painful." He pouted, frowning at me.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled, confused. Edward rolled his eyes walking toward me.

"It's nothing to apologize for." He chuckled, smiling in the way that made his eyes crinkle.

"It's too easy for me to be myself with you." He murmured, brushing a loose strand of hair out of my face.

"Do you want to watch a movie or something?" I asked randomly.

"Oh, why not?" He grinned. We argued over what to watch before we finally agreed to put in Due Date. Edward plopped onto the sofa quickly, raising an eyebrow at me when I sat on the other sofa.

"What do you think you're doing, Bella?" He asked,arching an eyebrow at me.

"Sitting on a sofa?" I said as though I was asking for permission.

"Come here." He said, his eyes daring me to move. I walked toward him cautiously, unsure. Edward pulled me down next to him as soon as I was in his reach. I might have squealed, suprised by the sudden move.

"A normal person would have just asked." I muttered under my breath, trying not to laugh at the same time from the look on Edward's face.

"Normal couples cuddle when they watch a movie together, Bella." He told me quietly, curling me into his side.

"Is that what we are?" I asked. I was going to make some smartass reply, but changed my mind at the last minute.

"Is that what you want us to be?" He asked, looking at me hopefully.

"I don't know, is that what you want us to be?" I was totally unsure of this whole 'us' thing.

"We're not talking about me, Bella. Is that what you want?" He asked, emphasizing the 'you' part. I covered my face with my hands before I answered.

"Yes." I mumbled into the palms of my hands. Edward was silent next to me for a moment, gently pulling my hands away from my face and looking me in the eyes.

"So, if I asked you to be my girlfriend, would you?" He asked, his eyes burning holes into mine.

"I thought I kind of already was." I said. A huge smile lit up his face.

"Well, you are now." He replied quickly before crushing his lips to mine, holding my face in his hand. This kiss was more needy and urgent than the few other kisses we've shared. There was a new edge in the way he kissed me; an excited and hopeful kind of edge. He pulled away after a moment, both of us trying to catch our breath.

"Where did that come from?" I asked a little suprised. Edward grinned.

"I've been wanting to kiss you like that all day." He smiled before pressing another quick kiss to my lips. I giggled when I felt the stubble on his chin against my jaw.

"What are you laughing at?" He asked, pulling away.

"You have some scruff going on." I whispered, running my fingers down his jaw.

"Mmm, does it bother you?"

"Not at all. You look more handsome . . . in a scruffy sort of way." Edward chuckled.

"I think we forgot we're actually supposed to watch the movie." He muttered glancing at the TV screen.

"It doesn't really matter to me, I've seen it like a billion times." I admitted.

"Me either." He agreed. A thought popped into my head.

"So, how come I never see Emmett around school?" I wondered, realizing I've never seen him at school before.

"Emmett graduated last year, remember? He lives with his girlfriend, Rosalie, you haven't had the chance to meet her yet." Edward explained.

"Oh yeah," I said as I connected the dots.

"And Alice?" I asked. He chuckled.

"She's always around somewhere," He said rolling his eyes.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked, his eyes furrowed slightly.

"That depends on what it is." I said evasively.

"Have you ever . . . had a boyfriend before?" His eyes locked on mine.

"No," I said simply. I had nothing to tell. Edward stared at me stunned.

"Really?" He sounded more suprised than I thought he'd be.

"Really, Edward." I told him. I stared at him as he considered this new found fact about me.

"So, you've never . . . ," He drifted off, implying what he was asking. I shook my head.

"Have you?" I asked, suddenly curious.

"No, so we are on the same page." He said.

"Let's continue that conversation another time." I muttered. Edward chuckled, nodding his head. We continued to try and watch the movie, but everytime we tried we ended up distracting each other. We talked about random things throughout the rest of the movie, and started arguing over stupid nonsense about the movie. We argued about why Ethan had his dad's remains in a coffee can, and why he continued to drink the coffee after realizing Peter's friend used the ashes in their coffee.

"Why don't we just agree on the fact that Ethan's a complete dumbass?" Edward chuckled after a moment.

"Fine, but I still win." I said, stubbornly. Edward sat up on the couch and narrowed his eyes at me.

"Oh really? And why do you still win?" He asked.

"Because I had a better point than you did. Plus, my theory is much more likely than yours." I said pointing a finger at him.

"Hmm, I think I'm going to have to disagree with you on that." He said.

"Do what you want, Cullen." I shrugged confidently.

"Are you being smart with me, Bella ?" He asked, arching an eyebrow at me.

"Am I?" I replied. Okay, I was being a bit of a smart-ass, but what was he going to do about it? Before I realized what he was doing, Edward's fingers were against my sides tickling me. I squeeled, trying to roll away from him.

"Stop! Edward!" I yelled, unable to control my laughter.

"I don't think I will." He said as he continued to tickle me until I fell off the sofa, grabbing the front of his charcoal grey V-neck t-shirt and pullled him down with me.

"Son of a . . ." He yelled as he tried to catch himself from landing right on top of me. He hovered over me, looking at me with a shocked expression before we suddenly burst into hysterics.

"This is all your fault because you started tickling me to death." I wined. That only made him laugh harder.

"Yeah, keep laughing, ya big oaf." I muttered. Edward finally seemed to calm down after a long while.

"Oh Bella!" He groaned exasperated.

"You could have seriously squished me." I responded. That cracked him up again. I crossed my arms over my chest and waited for him to calm down.

"I would never squish you, Bella." He chuckled.

"Are you going to let me up now?" I asked.

"I haven't decided yet." He said with a smirk as I scowled at him.

"You're such a little boy." I told him. He tilted his head at me.

"It's just another part of my charm." He grinned. I rolled my eyes and smacked his arm as he pushed himself off of me.

"Crap! It's getting late, Edward." I warned when I noticed the time. He glanced at the wall clock.

"I should get going then." He sighed unhappily. Edward didn't want to leave; he wanted to stay here with me. I watched him grab his black pea coat from the living chair before putting it on.

"I'll walk you to the door." I said quickly, trying to hold on to the time I had with him. I walked just outside the front door following behind him.

"Bye, Edward." I called. Edward stopped abruptly and spun around to face me.

"What are you doing tomorrow night, Bella?" He asked.

"I have no plans of any kind, if that's what you're asking. I'm just doing the laundry tomorrow night," I replied. "Why?"

"Carlisle and Esme go out of town on weekends every once in awhile. Alice always plans a movie night for all of us." He shrugged.

"Okay, but why are you telling me this?" I asked. Edward pursed his lips.

"Alice asked me to invite you, and . . . ," He trailed off. Looking at me nervously as he let out a shuddering breath.

"I want you to come. Alice invited Jasper and Emmett will be with Rose. I'm kind of the odd one out." He said sadly. It made me sad to think of Edward laying alone on a sofa watching a movie, while Alice and Emmett will have Jasper and Rosalie there to keep them company.

"I'll be there." I said reassuringly. Edward looked exuberant as he skipped up the porch steps and pulled me into his arms.

"You don't have to come, if you don't want to." He murmured into my hair.

"I want to." I said quickly. Edward tried to hide a smile.

"I'll pick you up. I don't want you driving home late at night." He said looking me in the eyes.

"Overprotective fool." I mumbled. Edward was as bad as Charlie with the whole overprotective thing going on. I heard him chuckle as he pulled away. Oops! I think he heard that.

"I'll call you tomorrow." He told me, pressing a kiss to my lips before turning to his car. Once Edward left, I decided I wasn't going to wait up for Charlie and went up to bed.

After jumping in the shower, I put on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a long sleeved white button V-neck. I was making myself a bowl of cereal when Charlie walked into the kitchen.

"You're up early." He grunted.

"I want to get the dishes and laundry done. Maybe start on some homework," I shrugged as I sat at the table with my bowl of cereal. "Any plans for today, Dad?" I asked, hoping he didn't have anything planned.

"Uh, well, I'm goin' to head over to the Clearwater's in a while. Billy and Sue are throwing together a big dinner and everybody is going." He explained as he sat down across from me with a plate of toast and scrambled eggs.

"Do I have to go?" I asked, biting my lip. Charlie narrowed his eyes at me suspiciously.

"Not if you don't want to. I'd like it if ya did though." He said taking a bite of toast.

"Is it okay if I hang out with some friends from school instead? I kind of already told them I'd be there." I said, using the only excuse I had.

"Don't want to hang out with the La Push kids today?" He asked, sounding a little peeved.

"Not really." He snorted at me.

"I suppose you can go, but who are you going to be hanging out with?"

"Uhm, the Cullen's are having a movie night." I shrugged casually. Charlie's eyes widened.

"The Cullen's? I didn't know you hang out with them." He said, contemplating the fact I am a friend of the Cullen's.

"It's mostly just Alice, but she invited me to go over there tonight" I said. I had a better chance of getting the 'yes,' I wanted if I told him it was Alice I was going to be hanging out with. I don't know how Charlie would react if I told him it was Edward I was spending time with.

"What about her brother? What is his name again?" He asked, trying to remember Edward's name when they met at the hospital the day I fainted in biology. That was a complete disaster . . .

"Edward." I said, giving him a weird look. He shrugged.

"Is Edward a friend of yours too?" He questioned.

"Yeah, I suppose." Dammit, why is this so hard? Charlie never said he had a problem with the Cullen's or Edward for that matter, but I have the strange feeling he hasn't exactly warmed up to them for some reason.

"Is he going to be there with you guys?" He wondered. What the hell is with all the questions? I feel like I'm being interrogated by my own father.

"Uhm, he lives there, so yes." I said slowly.

"I'll let you go and hang out with your friends, but not too late, alright?" He asked, offering a compromise.

"Yup. Thanks, Dad." I smiled happily as I put my empty bowl in the sink.

I spent the rest of the day cleaning the house, doing the laundry, washing dishes, and started on some of my homework. Charlie left just as I was finishing the dishes and told me to have fun and be careful. Edward called around quarter to five and told me he would be here to pick me up in twenty minutes. I finished up the two to three page english essay that is due on Monday before I heard a car honk outside. I threw my books in my backpack, and grabbed my coat before hurrying outside to meet Edward.

He was leaning against his Volvo with a smile on his face.

"Hi." I said, suddenly shy. Edward's smile widened.

"Hi," He murmured as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in close to his chest.

"Did you finish all the house chores you needed to do?" He wondered. I rolled my eyes and nodded.

"Hmm . . . ," He sighed, pressing his forehead against mine.

"What was that about?" I asked narrowing my eyes at him.

"I miss you too much." He shrugged, unable to look me in the eye. As hard as it is to believe him sometimes; it's even harder to block out when he's telling the truth.

"Don't Emmett and Alice keep you occupied during the day?" I asked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Not exactly." He muttered, chuckling.

"Well, you don't have to worry about missing me too much for the next several hours." I reassured him.

"No amount of time with you will be enough." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. That's when it dawned on me; it's only hard for me to believe him because it's the truth he has been trying to tell me, but if everything Edward has been telling me so far is the truth, then, what is he not telling me?