AN: I don't own…

Edward and Bella have been neighbors all their lives. Bella was born blind, but Edward never minded, they were inseparable. Somehow during high school they turned into best friends with benefits. But all is about to change this summer.
AH/AU OOC. Rated M for lemons.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

~ William Shakespeare ~

Day 1: Graduation

Bella's Point of View

Two strong arms picked me up and twirled me around. I shrieked in false shock. And he laughed out loud.

There was only one person that would toss me around this carelessly. As if I was a human, like the rest of them. I'm only blind, but I swear some people treat me like I'm disabled in every possible way.

Not him. Thank god.

"Put me down, Edward!"

"Bella, baby, this is going to be the best summer ever!"

He yelled in my ear. He put me down, but still held my shoulders, slightly shaking me in excitement. I fought a smile.

"No need to shout, I'm not deaf."

He chuckled.

"Let's get out of here, I want to show you something." He started walking, pulling my hand to follow him. But I didn't budge.

"Na-ah, I promised dad that I would have a celebration dinner with him."

It sounds fancy, but in fact it only means me cooking for the both of us and eating in front of the TV. Edward knows this of course.

"This is your graduation day, you shouldn't be working. Have dinner with my family. They won't mind. Emmett's coming too, so there will be plenty of food."

"Shouldn't it be: Emmett's coming too, so there will be no food left whatsoever?"

"Mom has been stuffing the fridge this entire week. And Rose is coming along, so he's not allowed to eat too much," he said and he added in a conspiracy whisper "she's working on his figure."

I laughed out loud. I know Emmett never cared much about healthy food, but nevertheless, I never heard any girl complain about his figure. Quite on the contrary.

"Come on now," he pulled me again "this won't take long. What I want to show you is back home anyway. Call your dad to get dressed and come over."

When Edward is this enthusiastic, he usually gets his way. He's kinda shy so when his beautiful smile appears, no one can resist. Or so I've been told.

I'm not falling for the smile though, I just like him happy.

"Wait, I need to say goodbye to my friends first."

Edward groaned and loosened his grip.

"I'll never get you back home" he muttered.

But he sighed deeply and grabbed my hand again, pulling me in the other direction. Towards the happy and giddy sounds of teenagers set on the loose.

Once we got close enough, we were swallowed by boys and girls, who seemed to be sharing one major group hug. I kept hearing "Bella you have to stay in touch" and "Bella I'm going to miss you so much". I was crushed and embraced and kissed by several friends at the same time.

All the while, Edward had my hand in a tight grip. He came across as my silent protector, but right now, I knew I was the strong one. Edward hates crowded places, and he doesn't like the teenage 'oh my god love you so much' kind of thing. He only opens up in small groups with people he knows.

I slightly squeezed his hand back.

When we were finally able to untangle ourselves from the mass and started walking towards he his car, he was able to relax again.

He still held my hand. He was one of the few people I trusted in guiding me. He's been doing it his entire life, even when he's distracted, he never forgets to point out a step or puddle.

To be honest, it's not just a trust thing with other people. I just hate to be dependent, so most of the times, when somebody offers me their arm, I quickly unfold my blind cane and reject them politely.

All except Edward.

There's no point really. He knows me inside out. I don't need to pretend around him. And he doesn't pretend around me.

As soon as we got into his car, he let out a phew, while firing up the engine and speeding away from the parking lot.

"Glad we got that over and done with."

"Oh come on Edward, there must be some people you're going to miss too."

"Not really."

"How about Lauren?"

"Bella, that's ended a long time ago."

"I think she'll miss you."

"Yeah, well, too bad for her. Wasn't my type anyway."

"Lame, Edward."

"I know. I'll miss Miss Porter though."

I chuckled. "I never get why all the boys like her. She's not even a nice person. At all."

"Jeez Bella, you can be so shallow sometimes. Miss Porter got such nice boobs."

Now I laughed out loud.

The windows were open and I enjoyed the wind in my hear.

He was right, this could be a beautiful summer.

"What are you thinking?"

I turned my head towards him, even though there was no use.

"I think I might look forward to this summer."

"You think you might? Come on Bella, we'll have a blast, I promise."

My grin got wider.

After he parked the car in front of his house, he took me to the back.

"Okay, now close your eyes, and no peaking" he said. This was one of our inside jokes. It meant that I wasn't allowed to touch anything, so I crossed my arms and let him lead me.

"Up one step. And another step. Duck your head. A few more steps forward. Okay, now open them."

I moved my arms in front of me and heard Edward hold his breath in anticipation. I had no idea where I was.

In front of me was a counter. I let my hand slide slowly over the surface, as I took a step forward.

"Careful with the head."

I lifted my arms to feel what obstacles he was talking about. There were cupboards, dangerously low.

"What is this?"

"You have to guess. There's a lot more to discover."

He got impatient though, and took my hand to lead me. I felt the edge of a table, and next to it a couch. And then suddenly I knew.

"It's the camper you rented."

"Yep. You like?"

"Wow, I can stand up straight in this."

"Of course, what did you expect? That we would be hunched our entire vacation?"

"Sort of." I smiled.

"So, what do you think?"

"Show me everything."

This was the cue he had been waiting for and he enthusiastically let me feel every corner and every cupboard, the toilet, the fridge, and the couch that could be turned into a double bed.

He pulled me closer to him, my back against his chest and his arms around me, whispering in my ear "I want to change our rules a bit this vacation."

I shivered at his breath against my ear.

"Not gonna happen, Cullen." I freed myself and turned around to frown in his direction.

"Oh come on! You've got to be kidding me. We'll be sleeping in one bed for three weeks, and I'm only allowed to touch you once a week?"

"Is that why you wanted this vacation?" I exclaimed in fake offense.

"Aw, Bella you know that's not true. Fine, we'll keep the rules. But you're going to be begging me to change them."

"Sure." I smiled. He might be right on that one. If Edward wants something, he usually gets it.

I decided to change the subject "Too bad you can't fit your piano in here. No Cullen concerto for me for three weeks."

"I've got my tapes, and I'll bring my guitar."


"Just picture it Bella, the two of us in the middle of nowhere, with a campfire roasting some meat and singing songs all night."

"Are you turning romantic on me now?" I teased.

"Whatever Bella, I see you smiling, you look forward to get away from here as much as I do."

"Come here," I said, and I gave him a bear hug. He sounded like he wasn't really in the mood for my teasing so I decided to play nice.

"You're right. I'm looking forward to our road trip and I think this summer is going to be great."

"Our last summer as neighbors."

He would soon be leaving for college, while I hadn't really made future plans yet.

I swallowed and pulled him even closer to me.

Hopefully not our last summer as friends, I thought.

AN: So this will be the story of the road trip Edward and Bella will make the next three weeks, day after day with alternating POV. Are you interested?