Life is good I can't complain,
I mean I could but no one's listening.
Your image overwhelms my brain and it feels good.
Good. Good.
Now I'm rolling my window down.
I love the wind, but I hate the sound.
Your like a tattoo that I can't remove and it feels good.
It feels good. It feels good.
LIKE WHOA, ALY & AJ
.SOLAR FLARE.
"Is that really a reason you don't want to change me? That's so-" I searched for a word that could sum up what I thought of Edward's lousy excuse, "lame."
"It's not lame, Bella," he laughed, "I think it's called being in love, hopefully you know a thing or two about that," he bent over me on my bed and kissed me, not staying there nearly long enough, "I don't want to have to see you in pain."
"Edward, I thought I explained this to you before: you are my life. I would do anything for you. If that means going through that kind of pain for three days, I'll deal. Besides, if the pain I had in my arm last year is any indication of what it will feel like the emotional pain of growing old with you would definitely outweigh the physical pain of being changed."
"Bella, I think you really underestimate the pain. What you felt in your arm was nothing compared to how it feels once it takes over your entire body-"
I covered his mouth with my hand, "Edward, have you ever spent everyday watching yourself get older than your future, your soul mate, your, ugh, fiancé?"
"You know that doesn't matter to me. I'll still think your beautiful, no matter how many wrinkles are on your face."
I gasped at him and touched my cheeks, "I don't have wrinkles. Besides, it doesn't matter what you think," I wiggled my finger that was decked out in our engagement ring, "We have a deal, Edward."
"We can't exactly call it a deal if it's this one sided now, Bella, dear," Edward smiled my favorite half smile.
"I don't know. I'm still sticking to our original deal," I smiled, "including our augmentation of it," I rolled over and he willingly moved with me. I kissed him, pushing the limits. I played with his collar and the top few buttons. I loved the new found power I had.
"I thought I made it quite clear that the deal no longer applies?" Edward said in between the tender kisses, "I'm quite willing to go ahead with your demands."
My heart fluttered and Edward smiled even more. He was making this terribly hard on me as I was on him. I rolled back over to my side of the small bed, wishing that Alice would set up more of the sham slumber parties that I had learned to enjoy to their full potential.
But Charlie would get suspicious if I was constantly at the Cullen's, I was already there more than normal due to wedding plans. And as Alice had said being a Cullen meant I had to be painstakingly responsible; I had to put Charlie and Renee first. I had only a few more weeks with them, I had forever with Edward.
"Edward, no!" I laughed, his lips and breath tickling a fine trail down my neck, collar bone and the neckline of my shirt, "We're doing this the proper way! Or do you need the 'responsibilities speech' from Alice?"
He groaned and gave up his seduction of me, "Please no more speeches from Alice!"
Alice had turned into quiet the wedding tyrant, she might be small, but give her an ounce of power and she would multiply it to the max. I wondered if it was possible to have more than one talent, because Alice would definitely have the abilities to become the next worldwide known tyrant.
"She got to you, too?" I asked, concerned about his happiness, "Do you want me to give her a talk? She knows that if she goes overboard I'll never talk to her again and I think that if what she's doing is making you upset it qualifies for some good old fashion threatening," I said with mock anger.
"Like you could scare Alice," Edward scoffed.
"I could call off the wedding and we could go to Vegas tonight. We could be married before Charlie even realized I was gone!"
His eyes lit up, "You know I'm more than willing to do that."
Part of me did to, most of me did. I wanted to run off with Edward like a spontaneous young couple desperately in love. I wanted to kiss passionately in the car after the stranger at the chapel pronounced us as Edward most desperately wanted us to be known as, Mr. and Mrs. Cullen.
"And face the wrath of Alice?"
Edward shrugged with an air of nonchalance, "So she doesn't talk to us for a few decades… like I plan to let you out of that bed," he growled into my neck, "Be selfish for once Bella, please."
I thought of Jake and the pain he was in. No one at La Push would answer my calls or return my letters. I was being selfish and hateful just by making this choice.
"But Alice bought the dress already," I said searching desperately for reasons to not disturb Alice's delight.
"And I've seen it. And you would look gorgeous in it, but I like you better in those old jeans you wear while doing chores. The ones with the holes in the knees," his fingers brushed an icy hot line down my thigh to my knee, "Alice can find another use for that dress."
"Like what?"
"I don't know. I don't care," I looked at his face. He was desperate, his eyes were smoldering again.
"I thought you weren't going to convince me to do anything your way anymore? I thought this was going to be about what I wanted," he looked away, ashamed, "Are you getting cold feet, Edward?" I was shocked. After all the hoopla he had made about getting married was he trying to get out of it?
"No, yes… no. I don't want this big fancy wedding anymore than you do. But I also don't want you to give into… peer pressure."
I sighed, I wanted to give into Edward's pleas, "Edward, this is what Charlie and Renee need. Please, just let them have it. I'm going to have to break their hearts in a few months, let me give them this."
He sighed and pulled my blankets around me, pressing my head to his chest, "Selfless to the end," he muttered.
"Except with you," I smiled up at him, "I'm not going to share you with anyone."
"Good," he kissed the top of my head and shifted under the covers, "Because I don't plan to share you with anyone else either."
AN: I don't think this story is going to have a continuous plot... I'm just going to write the fluffy stuff that we all know is going to follow Eclipse. Wedding, fulfilling certain demands ;D and Bella being changed...
I'll probably be pushing the T rating in the next chapter or the one after that but I'm sure you guys can survive. I'll warn you if it it goes graphicer than I thought... nice grammar.