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Chapter 5: Crazy Eyes

BPOV

I've been looking for Edward, my fiancee, for the last minute or two. Between random people congratulating me and hugs from the people I actually give a shit about, Edward and I got seperated. First, Emmett with his crazy self yanked me away, not even a full minute after Edward proposed. Then, my aunt Mae hugged me, whispering to me how happy for us she was, but that she wanted a baby to hold soon. I outright laughed at that, because she knows that I have to finish school first.

I'm passed off to uncle Marc, and one look in his eyes, and I know that he knew before me. I give him my best bitch brow, but he's not having it. He shushes me, and then does the funniest impression of Edward asking for my hand in marriage. He goes heavy on the stuttering, and I can't help but laugh because Marc still occasionally likes to scare the piss out of him.

I'm passed around to so many of the regulars at Midnight, that the faces start to blur. After one too many hugs, I'm feeling a little twitchy, and go in search of my man. I need to jump him. Soon.

I weave through the group of people until I spot that bronze head of hair. Edward is standing off to the side talking to this blonde chick. From what I can see of her face, she's got that crazy-eyed look that the majority of Eddie Masen's fans of the female persuasion wear. That, and her boobs are one jump away from flapping free. I catch the trail end of her request for a selfie, and I grin. There's always one. One fan who has to ask, and subsequently be shut down.

Edward, however surprises the shit out of me by actually saying yes. He begins to dig into his pockets for his Sharpie pen, but he comes up empty. Lucky for him and Crazy Eyes, I carry a few in my purse. When I'm within touching distance of Edward, I can see that he's mildly uncomfortable with this girl.

So I do what I've always done. What was born out of me being a jealous insecure bitch, now has become our thing. I slip Edward his preferred pen and then lean up onto my tippy toes to smack a kiss to his cheek. As soon as my lips make contact with his stubbly cheek, I feel the reaction I've always gotten, a cheek splitting grin, My arm goes around his waist and I hug him to me a bit, but because I can't resist, my hand slides into his back pocket to grope his ass. Because I can. Also, it never fails to make him laugh.

I stand with him while he signs an autograph for Number One Fan, and then lean a bit away while he takes a selfie. Immediately after her cellphone is returned and she's giggled her way out of the door, I'm back in the arms I've been craving.

A/N: So this chapter and last chapter were a bunch of fluff! They're not done at Midnight and there is more celebrating to do. I am officially on Spring Break, so don't be surprised if you see a chappie or two pop up next week, if not here, then on I Will Never Knock. Cool? Please review!