Crazy Minds & Silly Stupid Love
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."
6. Whip Cream Romance
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Edward invited me to dinner . . . with his family. I didn't realize how long I stood there staring with my jaw slacked, but I was not at all expecting that.
"I know you're probably thinking I'm insane or something, but Alice insists on meeting you," He paused.
"You don't have to come tonight, Bella." Edward said, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose. I tried not to laugh at him for looking almost terrified at the idea of me having dinner with his family. The truth was; I was actually terrified at the idea myself. I hardly know Edward and he hardly knows me. What the hell am I going to do?
"I'd like to meet Alice and the rest of your family." I muttered. Have you lost your mind? Maybe I have, but it was too late now. Edward's eyes flickered back to mine looking stunned.
"Really?" He asked. I hesitated momentarily doubting myself.
"Yeah, what is the worst that can happen?" I shrugged. Are you going to run away screaming any time soon? My mind yelled. Not today, I thought. Edward grinned then looking kind of giddy.
"This should be fun." He teased waggling his eyebrows. Oh dear, and now is when I start running. Charlie is going to have to buy my coffin sooner than he thought...
"I should call Charlie and let him know." I said, frowning slightly as I pulled out my phone. How bad do you think he'll take it?
"I'll just wait by the car." Edward said quietly, I nodded.
"Bells?" Charlie answered.
"Hey Dad, can you handle making dinner tonight?"
"Uh, I'm pretty sure I can handle it, kiddo. Why, are you leaving you father on his own tonight?" Charlie joked.
"Maybe." I muttered.
"Oh, I see and, uh, where are ya going, Bella?" Charlie wondered suspiciously. Lie through your teeth. Lie like you never lied before!
"Angela Weber invited me over for dinner." I lied. You really suck at lying...
"Uh-huh," Charlie murmured unconvinced.
"Can I go?" I asked awkwardly.
"I suppose, not too late though, Bells."
"Thanks, Dad. Love you." I said quickly ending the call. Edward was leaning against the Volvo with his hands in his pockets and stared at me with raised eyebrows.
"Permission granted?" He asked with a smirk.
"Yes, permission granted." I rolled my eyes.
"Good. Now get in the car." He said opening the door for me.
"Bossy much?" I replied, he didn't respond as he went around to the driver's side.
"Do you like Italian, Bella?" He asked changing the subject as he pulled out of the parking lot.
"Of course, why?" I laughed.
"Esme is making Italian for dinner tonight." Edward informed me.
We pulled into Edward's long narrow driveway after the long quiet drive. My mouth fell open at the sight of his home. This is where he lives? I thought incredulously.
"You live here?" I asked him in disbelief.
"This isn't exactly what you were expecting is it?" He smiled.
"Are you kidding?" I said sarcastically as I looked at the huge home. It looked like an oversized wooden cabin with windows bigger than my bedroom. Edward led me up the front porch and paused turning around to face me at the front doors.
"What?" I asked curiously. He smiled slightly before his eyes locked on mine.
"Don't be surprised by Alice." He said cryptically as he opened the door. Should I be afraid or something?
"Esme, Carlisle?" Edward called, closing the door behind me. I was taken aback by the inside of his home. It was so open and modern looking. The large curving staircase was on my left and the hallway beside the staircase led into the kitchen. Straight ahead looked to be the living room, and that was when I noticed a grand piano.
"You have a grand piano?" I asked incredulously as I turned to face Edward who pursed his lips trying to hide a smile.
"It's mine actually." He said looking a little uncomfortable.
"You play the piano?" To say I was surprised was an understatement. What else hasn't he told me yet? Other than the fact that his family is rich, he owns a grand piano, and has some crazy good looks. Edward nodded quietly, his hands stuffed in his pockets.
"Will you play for me sometime?" I asked excitedly. Edward chuckled flashing his white teeth.
"Of course, Bella." He assured me just as his parents came to greet us. The woman must be Esme from the way Edward described her to me earlier today. The Carmel colored hair and her young looks. Carlisle also looked outrageously young with bright blonde hair. Another thing I noticed about the Cullen’s just now is that they all look somewhat pale. I felt more comfortable at thought since I was pretty pale as well. I never cared for tans either.
"Bella, this is Carlisle and Esme," Edward told me.
"And this is Bella." He told them as they smiled at me.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Bella." Esme smiled as she pulled me into a friendly hug. Holy crap, these people are friendly...
"Bella, nice to see you again." Carlisle smiled at me as he shook my hand.
"It's nice to meet you, Esme." I said. I didn't need any introductions from Carlisle. Well duh! He's your therapist.
"Well, now I see what all the fuss is about, Eddy." A loud voice boomed towing downstairs. My eyes widened at the burly guy who suddenly appeared in front of Edward and I.
"Emmett." Edward's low voice murmured from beside me.
"So, you're Bella. Well, I'm Emmett." He grinned at me before he pulled me in a bear hug.
"Emmett, put her down. You're going to hurt her." Esme said in a stern voice. Emmett laughed and set me down.
"I would do no such thing." He teased rolling his eyes at his mother.
"How about we let Edward show Bella around the house before dinner," Carlisle cut in.
"Alone." he added. Narrowing his eyes at Emmett, who's loud laughter roared through almost the entire house before suddenly Edward and I were alone.
"Well, that was interesting." I muttered, glancing back at Edward.
"If you think that was bad wait until you meet Alice." He teased.
"You make her sound like she's evil." I said.
"She is an evil little pixie. You'll see." Edward chuckled gesturing for me to go upstairs.
"This is Alice's room and Emmett's room is right over here." Edward pointed in front of us before leading me the opposite direction past a closed door.
"And this room?" I wondered curiously. Edward swallowed thickly looking nervous.
"This is my room." He said barely above a whisper as he opened the bedroom door. I glanced around the bedroom as Edward stopped behind me. He had shelves filled with CD's on one side of his room and above his desk there were shelves filled with books.
"What do you like more; reading books or listening to music." I asked. Curiosity kills the cat; what can I say?
"I like them both." Edward said, now standing beside me.
"If you had to choose one." He pursed his lips in thought for a moment.
"I can't choose between books and music. I love them both." He said shyly. Interesting I thought, still looking around his room. The bed was lined up against the wall underneath the shelves of CD"s. An acoustic guitar sat in the far right corner next to a sliding glass door that led to a deck.
"So, you play guitar and piano?" I said emphasizing guitar and piano. Edward looked at me guiltily for a moment, nodding.
"Well, I play guitar too." I grinned going for his guitar.
"Really? Prove it." He said intrigued.
"Watch me." I said confidently, sitting on the end of his bed with the guitar on my lap. I strummed a few chords to make sure he had it in tune; he did. I played the first thing that came to mind trying to ignore the sudden nerves that were getting to me. I knew Edward was watching me, I could almost feel his eyes on my face. I paused momentarily to glance at Edward who was trying to hide a smile.
"I think you can sing, Bella." A crooked grin appearing on his face.
"What if I don't want to sing?" I replied icily.
"Too bad." He chuckled.
"Fine. I'll sing, but you have to sing first." I said trying to compromise. Edward pursed his lips at me debating. A knock on the door causing me and Edward to jump scaring the crap out of us.
Esme opened the door slightly to peek inside with a small smile.
"Dinner is ready you two." She told us before quietly closing the door again. Thank you, Esme! I'm going to have to thank her for that someday. I really was not looking forward to singing in front of Edward today.
Everyone was already getting ready to sit down and eat when we got downstairs. I noticed there were two new faces sitting at the table. Before I had the chance to say or do anything; the pixie like girl saw me and smiled too excitedly, it kind of scared me. Suddenly she was bounding toward me. So, this must be Alice . . .
"Hi, you must be Bella. I'm Edward's lovely sister, Alice.' And then she was hugging me. I admit my arms stayed deftly at my sides, stunned. I caught Edward watching me with an unreadable expression on his face.
"I told you." He mouthed unable to keep his grin to himself.
"I'm sorry about my brother's rudeness and not introducing us himself." She told me giving Edward a look. He rolled his eyes as everyone sat at the table and making their plates of food. Esme definitely made Italian. I could smell the fettuccini Alfredo. My mouth began to water at the smell of Lasagna. She made garlic bread and there was linguine with clam sauce. Dear god, this woman is trying to kill me.
"Bella, this is Jasper by the way." Alice introduced me to the blonde who was sitting next to her.
"Bella." He nodded at me, tipping his head slightly.
"Oh, Bella, you can sit next to my brother," Alice smiled at me innocently. Internally I was having a fit, I never once said I wanted to sit next to that thing we call Edward.
"Thanks." I said bitterly sarcastic, throwing a glance at Edward who was pretending he didn't notice. I glared at him when he wasn't looking as I sat down next to him.
"Have as much as you'd like, Bella." Esme told me. I wanted to cry and scream like a baby all at the same time. This is too much...I'm going to be sick by the time I'm done and then all of it is going to go to waste when I vomit.
We ate and everyone was having conversation, trying their hardest to get me to open my mouth and speak. To my dismay words came out of my mouth whenever someone spoke to me. As Edward sat beside me looking like the slap happy prick he was. One of these days . . . he will pay for this.
"Oh, Bella, you never got to sing for me in room. Why don't you sing now?" Edward suddenly turned to me, a wicked smirk on his face.
"You sing, Bella?" Emmett cut in looking like a kid on Christmas morning. I hate Edward Cullen...I tried to think of an excuse to get out of it, but had nothing.
"You don't have to sing for us, Bella." Esme cut in, looking at me sympathetically. Is she the only one in this whole damn family who understands, or is everyone else just against me?
I silently thanked Esme again for saving me from singing. I waited a moment for everyone to get distracted in their conversations, and then I stepped on Edward's foot really hard and pinched his thigh as hard as I could.
"OW SHIT!" Edward jumped up from the table and knocking over his chair in the process. I started laughing my ass off like a hyena while everyone else stared at Edward with shocked expressions.
"Edward! Watch your language." Esme scolded. Carlisle glanced back and forth between Edward and I knowingly, quietly chuckling to himself. I could hear Emmett trying to catch his breath from laughter and Alice was just grinning at me looking pleased.
"You ok over there brother?" Alice muttered trying to hide her laughter.
"Dude, Edward man. If you have to take a dump why don't you just say so." Emmett barked, cracking up again. I put my head in my arms trying to hide my face I was laughing so hard, tears spilling out of my eyes.
Edward was still standing next to me rubbing his thigh. I glanced up at him to see if he looked mad, but found him staring at me looking somewhat amused, but he also looked like he wanted to literally kill me, or eat me. I wasn't sure which.
"You are in so much trouble, Bella." He growled in my ear. I knew I was as good as dead, but couldn't seem to care less.
"Edward can you put the dishes away for me and then bring out the dessert," Esme asked after we all finished eating. I was stuffed, my stomach felt like it was a ticking time bomb just waiting to blow.
"Bella, you can help him bring out the dessert. If you'd like" Esme smiled at me.
"Of course." I said as I stood up to follow Edward into the kitchen.
"Hey, could you start the dishes for me while I get the dessert out?" Edward asked.
"Sure." I muttered. I let the water run for a moment, waiting for it to get hot. I heard the fridge open and close. Then it was quiet for a moment.
"Bella?" Edward murmured. I turned around to see what he wanted when I was sprayed right in the face with something white.
"What the hell?" I screamed as Edward continued to spray me with what looked like whip cream.
"Revenge is sweet, my dear." Edward told me laughing his ass off. Once I got the chance I went after him. He looked terrified for a second before he went to take off. I snatched the whip cream from his hand as he tried to slip past me. When I quickly grabbed the collar on the back of his shirt and pulled him toward me, squirting his hair with the whip cream.
When I could see his face I pointed the whip cream right at his head and pressed, letting the whip cream splatter all over his face. He tried relentlessly to grab the whip cream from me. Finally, I gave in and stepped back to see how much I got him. I laughed hysterically when I noticed his whole head was covered in whip cream and so was his hair.
Edward wiped some of the whip cream off his face with his finger and licked it off, staring at me like I was prey. Oh shit . . .
"Bella, Bella, Bella," He tisked, shaking his head as he slowly stalked toward me. I inched backwards until I bumped into the kitchen counter. Now you have nowhere to go, you dumbass! You are a dead girl! Like I didn't already know that.
He stopped in front of me an arm’s length away. I never seen him look this way before, as if he was on a hunt for prey and I knew I was his prey. His green eyes almost looked darker in some way, smoldering even. Did I mention how I terrified I am right now?
He is so going to kill you for that! You are so dead . . .
"What am I going to do with you?" He said, looking at me curiously.
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