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Psychotic Female of Many Names
Author of 17 Stories

Rated: T - English - Romance/General - Edward & Bella - Reviews: 56 - Updated: 07-10-08 - Published: 03-10-08 - id:4123710

Dream-Boy

by Psychotic


6. Date with a Gentlemen


Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, etc.


Edward stood at the door of my apartment, looking amazing in black dress pants and a white shirt. In his hands he held a small bouquet of tigerlilies -- my favorite. He must have talked to Jasper.

I accepted the flowers with a large smile, and his answering grin was dazzling. I handed the bouquet to Alice, who said she would put them in a vase for me, and then took the arm that Edward held out for me.

He led me out to his car, and held open the passenger door for me. I smiled up at him before getting in. I seemed to be smiling a lot tonight. I buckled myself in and then Edward was in the car, buckled, and starting it.

"So where are we going?" I asked, breaking the silence.

Edward chuckled. "I'm not telling you. It's going to be a surprise."

"But I hate surprises."

"You'll love this one."

Despite the fact that many people had said that before him and it hadn't been true, I believed him. I suppose I trusted him enough to hope that this would be a good surprise for once in my life.

We drove. And drove. And drove. And drove some more. "Edward, how far are we going?"

"It's about an hour away. Just calm down, Bella. I know what I'm doing."

He finally parked the car. We were at the end of a small, poorly-paved road, right in front of a gathering of trees. There were no trails going into the trees; it was a complete dead end.

"Um, Edward? What are we doing?"

The bronze-haired man got out of the car and came to my side, opening the door for me. I stepped out, and he said, "We're going to walk for a bit."

I looked at him, my eyes wide and fearful. We were going to walk... through the forest? "Are you insane?" I asked him. He just laughed and guided me into the trees.

It was only a short walk, maybe five or ten minutes. Edward helped me the whole way, holding back branches and lifting me over logs and stumps. We soon arrived in a small clearing, almost perfectly round, and I gasped at the sight.

In the center of the small meadow was a picnic blanket, on top of which was a basket, the blanket surrounded by blazing torches. Soft classical music was drifting through, songs that I had never heard before. I turned to look at Edward, who was watching my expression anxiously. I smiled. "Edward, it's wonderful."

He grinned back and led me over to the blanket. I sat down -- with a bit of trouble, I might admit -- and he sat next to me. He pulled plates, silverware, and wine glasses from the basket, then a bottle of white wine. He filled mine and then his own. After, he grabbed a container and dished out spaghetti on each of our plates. I smiled. I should've known it would be pasta; white wine is better with pasta most of the time.

We ate contentedly, with a little conversation here and there. Most of the time it was silent, however. I enjoyed just sitting there with him, knowing that he was there with me. When we were finished with the food and wine, he cleared up.

"Edward, who is this that's playing?" I asked, refering to the notes of the piano I heard.

He looked down, blushing lightly. "That's a recording of my compositions."

"Yours?!"

"Yes, mine."

I was stunned. He played such beautiful music? It was amazing. I couldn't believe something so lovely and wonderful had been composed by Edward.

"I wrote something for you, too."

That caught my attention. He was now standing by the CD player, changing the song. Moments later, a soft lullaby hit my ears, soothing and exciting all at the same time. It was so beautiful. I looked at Edward; he had written this for me?

"It's your lullaby," he said, sitting down next to me again. "Do you like it?"

I was silent for a moment, then said, "Edward, it's amazing. I love it."

He beamed. "It's what I feel everytime I'm with you, Bella."

My breath caught in my chest. Thos were the most romantic words I had ever heard anyone say, and they had been directed at me. Me, plain old Bella. I was shocked, but pleasantly so.

"Oh, Edward... I..." There wasn't words to say what I was feeling. I couldn't describe it. So instead, I leaned forward and briefly touched my lips to his.

When I pulled away, he looked stunned. Oh, no! It had been horrible. My face must have shown my fear, because he said, "No, no, Bella! That was... wonderful. Thank you so much."

"No, thank you, Edward. I've never been happier than right now."

The date finished up a few hours later. For the rest of the time, I laid in his arms, content to just listen to my lullaby. It was nearly midnight when we left the meadow. Edward gathered the picnic things and we hiked back to the car. He was still able to help me, which had to have been a feat with those things in his arms.

With materials in the trunk and us in our seats, we drove back. We didn't talk much on the way back, either, but I was happy. We didn't need to speak. This was enough.

When he pulled up outside my apartment building, he opened my door, a CD in hand. He gave it to me. "Here. It's the CD we were listening to in the meadow. You can keep it. Your lullaby is number thirteen."

I smiled happily at him and said thank you. I hugged him tightly and gave his lips a peck. I didn't want to go inside and leave him, but the day had to end at some point. We waved to each other as I walked into the building.

Alice wasn't there when I entered my apartment, thank god. I didn't want to talk right now. I just wanted to get into my pajamas, lay down, and think about my evening with Edward.

I did just that, but before I crawled into bed, I put in the CD of Edward's music and turned it to my lullaby. I fell asleep listening to the song that told of everything Edward felt for me.

Was it just me or was there something more to that lullaby, something that I was missing?

Oh, well. I would figure it out eventually.


A/N: Yay! New chapter! Finally, right? Ugh, it took me forever, and I'm soooo sorry. I had writer's block. But thankfully, Emma managed to push me into writing it! She decided we were each going to write for ten minutes straight. My block went away, but... she ended up losing motivation and watching TV. xD

Review and be happy!

Psychotic Female of Many Names

07.10.08



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