I don't know why, but tonight feels different.

He's different.

It's like, breaking up with Kate did something to him, which is weird because he kept saying he needed to do it.

"Life's not over, you know?" I whisper into his dark room. We're laying on his bed, side by side like we've done a million times since we were five and decided to be best friends.

"I know."

"Why so...quiet?"

"I...I don't know."

He's never been heartbroken over a girl, and I doubt this is it.

"Talk to me." I turn my head to face him. In the soft glow of his bedroom window, he seems so serene and beautiful, it's almost heartbreaking.

"I...I don't know how to say it."

"This is me, Edward. You can tell me anything." I take his hand in mine and squeeze it reassuringly.

He turns to face me and whispers, "Thing is...I really wanna be more than just friends."

For a moment, time stops and we just stare at each other, his hand in mine, thoughtlessly caressing and entwining.

He licks his lips and I lick mine. "Okay."

The fact that he wants this is more than I could have ever dreamed of.

When he leans over and touches his lips to mine, my head spins in the best way. Feather soft and full of promises, this first kiss encompasses our entire friendship and seals our life together going forward.

"How long have you wanted this?"

"Since I was five and saw you through your bedroom window when you'd just moved in next door."

I nod. "It was the same for me."

He leans forward again and this time, our kiss grows into more. Passionate and desperate, Edward doesn't hold back and I give as much as I get.

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