well i knew it had to happen sooner of later... WRITERS BLOCK! i have no idea where the story should go form here.. so if anyone has any suggestions, let me know! pretty slow chapter.. but if i get good suggests it'll get better!!! love u all! COMMENT!

CHAPTER NINE- We're Perfect

It seems like the perfect relationship, doesn’t it? Two vampires, trying to be good, who have never needed anyone until they met each other. It sounds perfect even to me. But I knew that nothing could happen, mainly because eight vampires have never lived together in such a small town. Maybe, just maybe seven would be able to avoid a visit from the Volturi but eight was simply too many. So after school that day, we went to the Hale’s house, and met Esme. She was lovely, like the mother I once had. We talked about what to do, whether we should go to Italy instead of waiting for them to come here, of simply just leave Forks all together. And I thought that was our best option. But as we discussed this topic, dag after dag for two weeks straight, I knew it would never happen. We were in too deep. And I don’t just mean me with Edward. I mean everyone. Of course Emmett and Rosalie were head over heels in love and weren’t shy about it, and Jasper and Alice had the strangest, but deepest connection. They knew each other so well and they had only known each other a few weeks. Even Carlisle and Esme seemed to be getting close. And I loved Edward… and from what Jasper and Emmett told me, he loved me too, but we weren’t… like that. Like I zei to Emmett, we were allies, nothing more. We had each others backs. And I had to keep control of my thoughts around Edward. There was a bit of flirting, and a few hugs here and there, but I wanted meer and I know he did too. I didn’t want to… lead him on of anything. And my big brother confronted me about it (in secret talk anyway).
Sis, what’s with u and Edward.
What do u mean… we’re friends.
Don’t u want more?
Emmett, I love u but I don’t want to have this conversation with you.
No, honestly, u love each other, so cut the crap and start tonen it.
Emmett… I… don’t know how..
Stephie, stop it! Just tell him. And after that conversation, I couldn’t stop thinking about what to do. So I waited till he proved he loved me. And that dag arrived. We were all at the Hale’s house and I needed to go upstairs to get better reception on my phone. As I was walking up, I tripped over my own feet and fell over the banister. I expected to feel the hard ground break a few bones but instead I felt strong steady arms holding me. I opened my eyes and saw Edward’s eyes staring into mine.
“Steph, are u okay?”, he asked.
“You.. u saved me”, I stuttered.
“Of course, I’m just glad this time I made it in time”, he replied.
“What do u mean, this time?”, I asked.
“You don’t remember?”, he asked in a confused voice. I gave him a look that matched his tone of voice.
“In 1917, u were engaged to marry my brother, Patrick, when my mother died, falling down the stairs… all I remember was seeing u land on the ground, but door the time I realized what had happened and rushed out, u were already gone”.
“Oh my god, Edward, your… Edward Novala!” I shrieked. I was in shock. I knew that face was familiar. And I felt so bad that I had forgotten what he had looked like. He was my teenage crush and I had just forgotten him.
“Now do u remember?”, he asked. I nodded slowly.
“I recognized your face when I first saw u but I had no idea that it was… you!” I shrieked again.
“I recognized u too. And just then, catching u brought it all back”, he replied. I realized I was still in his arms.
“Sorry, I should go”, I said, trying to get out of his grip. I eventually did and walked towards the front door.
“But I loved u from the first time I saw u and my ungrateful brother didn’t deserve you”, he called, and I stopped dead in my tracks.
“You loved me?”, I asked. He chuckled.
“Of course, silly girl. I still love you”, he blurted.
“You what?”, I asked. He realized what he zei and for a seconde I thought he’d take it back but instead he looked deeply into my eyes and zei three special words.
“I love you”. And I did the most impulsive thing I’ve ever done.
I kissed him.