Next part for Complications chapter.
I am really sorry it has taken this long for a new chapter but I knew if I started writing then I wouldn't be able to stop so I would get no studying done at all! I hope you all enjoy this; I've tried to make it extra great to make it up to you all xD.

"Neither could I," I teased; it took all my strength not to lean over and move her hair behind her ear. It is so frustrating not knowing what she is thinking and when I can't read her eyes it's almost unbearable. I then started the engine and backed off the drive, I wanted to ask her if we could stay at her house, at least then I could spend more time with her. Bella was good, and why would she want to spend the whole day with me, a vampire.

12. Complications continued.

She laughed although she seemed deep in thought; maybe I read too much into her expressions, she is so interesting. Her laugh was one of the most incredible things; there is nothing ordinary about her, not her looks, her mind and most of all her scent! It was now swirling ferociously around the car like a warning, but the warning should be for her; she is the one in danger. I have no say in this matter I could never leave her now, only if she wants me to.
"I guess that's right. I suppose I slept just a little bit more than you did." She said understanding my joke.
"I'd wager you did." I mused trying to keep up the conversation to prevent my mind wandering to other things.
"So what did you do last night?" Curious as usual, well I'm not giving in to her today. I need to find out more about this girl I have given away so much about myself already.
I chuckled; chuckling is good, even though Bella knows about me being a monster I still have to act human around her. Although being around Bella brings out my human side.
"Not a chance. It's my day to ask questions." Most people would have a thrill out of being able to talk about themselves for a whole day.
Not Bella, why is she always so different?
"Oh, that's right. What do you want to know?" As she said this, the line appeared between her eyes, probably trying to imagine the questions I would ask.
Lets start with easy questions, they may seem simple and irrelevant to her but to me they bring me one step closer to understanding her mystifying mind.
"What's your favourite colour?" I asked as she rolled my eyes, I'm getting better at judging her reactions.
"It changes from day to day." Don't people just have one colour that they like and stick with it? It may change every few years, I thought I was improving my judgements? Obviously not then.
"What's your favourite colour today?" Most girls like pink don't they? Bella will like something completely different, she is so arbitrary. Maybe all of her answers will take me so much time to discover as she constantly distracts me to other things.
"Probably Brown." Brown! What is good about brown?
"Brown?" I asked after snorting about her peculiar words. She seemed offended; maybe I shouldn't have snorted…
"Sure. Brown is warm. I miss brown. Everything that's supposed to be brown – tree trunks, rocks, dirt – is all covered up with squashy green stuff here." That's another thing I've learnt about this girl, when she believes in something she isn't afraid to speak her mind and becomes insistent when someone challenges her judgements. I contemplated her thoughts for a moment then decided to agree as I have many other thoughts to find out, we can't spend the whole day discussing the pros and cons of the colour brown!
"You're right, Brown is warm." Her eyes were such a beautiful shade of brown, very slowly, trying to conceal the fear, I reached over and brushed her hair away from her face as we pulled up to the school gates. It was so unusual hearing so many thoughts after spending most of my time with Bella; I forgot how loud it could get in my head.
"What music is in your CD player right now?" I wonder if she just told me she enjoyed Debussy to make me feel better, she went slightly pink in her cheeks as I asked her this. Why would this question, out of all the others I could have asked, make her blush?

In some ways it was a relief to be at school so her scent wouldn't be so overpowering however it was harder to get the information I needed. She never fails to surprise me, hearing her answer made me smile; I don't often enjoy that kind of music as it is too loud however I also had the same CD in my car. As I rummaged for the CD I asked her,
"Debussy to this?" I didn't hide the confusion as I raised my eyebrow; this then brought the same pink flush to her face.

Okey Dokey! Well I'm not too sure about this chapter; I tried to show the reasons behind Edward's actions, I hope you guys like it. Please, please, please tell me what I can do to improve it because I really want this to be as good as I can make it. I was going to finish this chapter but I thought I will need to post something before you all give up on me for taking too long. Tell me what you think; I really do need your feedback because you are the people who make me want to do this. I have really appreciated your reviews so far so keep them coming and I will continue.