Hey guys, this is my first fan-fic, so please cut me some slack.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters; Stephanie Meyer does.

Here's Chapter 1

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Chapter One: Overreaction

BPOV

It was a Saturday and I woke up to the lovely feeling of Edward's lips at my ear. He was murmuring "I Love You" over and over and kissing my ear between each chant. I guessed he knew I was awake. He started trailing his hand on my left cheek and chuckled softly when it slowly turned red from my ever-present blush.

I smile and twisted around so I was no longer lying on my back and faced him.

He looked lovingly into my eyes for a while longer. "Breathe Bella," he told me.

I let out a breath that I hadn't been aware I was holding. I saw a flash of humour in his eyes and mine narrowed slightly in response. That was when I noticed that his eyes were dangerously dark. It was evident that he hadn't hunted for quite a bit.

"Edward," I said, disapproval colouring my tone, "when was the last time you hunted?" Edward's glorious face managed to look sheepish as he smiled my favourite crooked smile and looked up at me from under his lashes; deliberately trying to dazzle me into dropping the subject no doubt. It almost worked; almost.

"What do you mean Bella?" he asked, his voice smothering but at the same time innocent.

"Edward, what is it going to take to convince you that I will not disappear into a cloud of smoke the moment you turn around?"

Ever since we came back from Italy, he rarely left my side. Only when I needed to use the bathroom, or shower, or when I was dressing, did he ever actually turn his wary eyes away from me; and even then he makes sure that I keep talking so that he knows I'm still there. If he could read my mind that would not be necessary, and it is at times like those when my silent head really annoys me.

When he absolutely had to hunt, he would make sure that at least two of his family members stayed with me. "Babysitting," Emmett once called it. You could look at his worrying for me as sweet, and it was, but to an extent; that extent being when it got in the way of more practical things.

"Bella, honestly I'm fine, really," he said. "I could probably go for one more week without hun-"

"Listen to me Edward," I said, placing my hands on either side of his face. "You are going hunting today whether you like it or not. You are not going to worry about me," I stared into his eyes, daring him to object, but unexpectedly, he kissed me, his lips crushing mine. I kissed him back, my previous notion currently forgotten.

When Edward pulled away, much too soon for my liking, he smiled crookedly at me and I just about melted under his gaze.

"Love, if I go hunting today, I won't be able to come back until late Sunday," he said. "Are you sure you want me to be away for that long?"

"No, Edward," I answered simply. He smiled, but I held up a finger, letting him know that I wasn't finished yet. "I don't want you to be away for that long, but it really isn't a choice, for either of us. Your eyes are almost pitch-black and I would rather have you go away for two days than know that you are struggling and hurting yourself just to be with me." He sighed and got up, pulling me up with him.

"Alright, but if anything happens and you need my help, you'll call me, yes?"

I rolled my eyes, "Yes, Edward."

He sighed again and kissed my forehead before going home to change his clothes and get his car. I headed to the bathroom and brushed my teeth then got into the shower. The warmth of the water was soothing, but nowhere near as good as the feeling of Edward's cool skin on mine. I washed my hair with my favourite strawberry shampoo and once I finished rinsing myself off, I wrapped myself tightly in a towel and headed back to my room.

I wasn't surprised to see Edward waiting there, already dressed and ready for the day. I walked over to my small closet and picked out a white tank top and a pair of faded blue jeans.

"I'll go wait outside your door," Edward said, suddenly appearing behind me. I turned around, pecked him on the lips, and smiled. He left my room but I could see his shadow from underneath my door.

"So," he began, "Since none of us have really hunted in a while, I'm going to have them switch over every few hours. That means you're going to have to be watched by Rose and Alice first, then maybe Emmett second, although I'm not sure if I can trust him that much; but we'll keep it close," he went on with his list until in the end, the plan was while the others switched over, he would be hunting then he would stay with me while the others went hunting afterwards. I was okay with this plan, it wasn't entirely horrible.

I sighed. Because I knew that he not only could perfectly hear me moving around my room and didn't need to keep me talking to calm his nerves, but also because I would be staying with Rosalie for at least six hours. There had been some progress between myself and Edward's other 'sister', but not enough that you might call us 'friends', and we are going to be 'sisters' soon, wonder how that will work.

I was broken out of my reverie by Edward bursting into my room. I wasn't fully dressed yet, I had only managed to put on my underwear, bra and jeans, but nothing else. I stood there, in the middle of the room staring at him until he looked down, got out, and closed the door.

"What on earth was that?" I demanded a little late.

"I'm sorry, love," he said through the door. "You just took a while to respond that's all."

I shook my head as I finished getting dressed. I looked for my flip flops and upon finding them, I put them on. I thought of Alice then, Edward's other 'sister', only more hyped-up and pixie-like, and imagined her disapproving look when she caught me wearing this. She would most likely offer to go shopping with me then do my makeup and hair and there would be not stopping her once she started. I winced at the thought of having to sit in front of Alice's bathroom mirror for hours while she poked and plucked at me excitedly. Edward's voice forced the image from my head.

"Bella, love, are you done yet?" he asked anxiously. Why did it bother him so much?

"Yes, Edward, you can come in-" I was cut off by Edward's lips on mine. You would think he would wait for me to finish the sentence.

"Are you hungry? Shall I make you some breakfast?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm hungry, but no, I can make my own." I answered him.

He carried me to the kitchen and I grabbed a bowl from the cupboard and a spoon from the utensil drawer and put in some cereal and milk. I sat down and started to eat while he watched me. No matter how many times he did that, he still managed to make me blush self consciously. I would look down at the table and his fingers would come under my chin pull my head up. "Please don't hide your face," he'd say, and he did just that.

When I was finished eating, I got up to clean my bowl and spoon then went back upstairs to clean my teeth again.

We set off for the Cullen's house in Edward's Volvo.


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