A Musical Love (Edward Cullen Love Story)

Chapter Eighteen

The pic over there is Katherine's....room thing. Idk what to call it. It's not a balcony but I'll just call it that :P And that's the song Edward played for her, cuz I know it has two versions. The one he played for her is this one :)

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Katherine's POV

I remember feeling something nice and cold (and I love the cold) in my bed and snuggling up it.

What I didn't remember was going to sleep with Edward Cullen in my bed. The minute I opened my eyes I saw him underneath me.

I jumped up and fell flat on the floor. "What were you doing in my bed?!?!" I screamed at him.

"You fell asleep while I was playing the piano so I took you up to your bed," he explained.

"And what? You tripped and fell in the bed, got knocked out and when you woke up you were too tired to move?" I asked.

"No, it's just, your dreams, they fascinated me. I...sort of....watched them while you were sleeping," he said sheepishly.

"Dreams fascinate you?"

"Yea I've never had them."

"Sucks for you," I muttered.

"Why?"

"Because dreams are your only escape from the logical world. And in the dream it feels as though it's real life," I said.

"Sounds amazing," he said, staring into space.

"Yeah, it is."

"Buuuuut you need to go now," I said.

"Why?"

I put my hands on my hips, cocked my head to one side and gave him a look that said, 'You're really asking that???'

"Right. I'll go now," he said, getting up and leaving.

I shut the door behind him and while I was taking a shower I thought about what he told me.

Did he really not have dreams? That sucks. Big time.

I rubbed in a huge handful of shampoo in my hair.

But what if vampires lay down on a bed and closed their eyes? Wouldn't they fall asleep or something? What would they do if they got tired?

Apparently, thinking in the shower does not work out for me, because I washed my hair six times absentmindedly.

The shampoo bottle was halfway down. Great, I only just got that thing. I got out, changed my clothes and went downstairs.

When I went downstairs, only Edward was there. I guess Rose and the others still hadn't got back.

Edward was in the kitchen. I walked in, sat on the counter and watched him cook whatever he was cooking. Scrambled eggs and bacon. 

And it smelt good. Sweet Jesus, please tell me it was for me.

"Who's that for?" I asked.

He raised an eyebrow and looked at me. Great I feel really stupid right now.

Who else would it be for Kat? "Right," I mumbled.

He smirked and put the eggs and bacon in a plate and at that very moment the toast popped out of the toaster.

 "How'd you learn to cook so good. I mean, you don't eat," I asked, eating the bacon first.

"Food Network," Edward replied grinning.

 "Hm."

I finished and washed my plate. When I turned around Edward was staring at me with a weird look.

"What?"

Edward's POV

"Who taught you how to play piano?" I asked her.

"Well, this piano teacher dude taught me for a while, and he was really mean, but he could play the piano amazingly, so I put up with him," Katherine replied.

"And how did you manage to get your hands on The Lost City Of Atlantis?" she asked me.

Guess I better answer her.

"I guess you know I came really far back right? In those days, that book was a new release. It was in every store. Alice bought me it for my birthday once and that's how I got it," I told her.

"How old are you?"

"One hundred and seven years old."

"Grandpa," she muttered.

I snickered. We sat on the couch and watched a movie. A horror. Saw. 

"Edward?" Kat called.

"Hm?"

"What is it like...when you...you know...feed?" she asked awkwardly.

I laughed. "You never saw anyone of us feed?"

"No! I don't stalk you," she said.

"Tomorrow come at my room at eleven and I'll show you," I told her.

"Ok!" she said, looking happy.

I never understood why Kat could be happy for the strangest things.

That's kinda odd. I had an actual conversation  with Katherine. She's not that bad though....

Wait, what was I thinking?!?!?! This was Kat! She was annoying. I should hunt. Lack of food was making me think this.

Yeah that's it. Lack of food. Lack of blood more like it. Good thing I'm going to feed tomorrow.

Katherine's POV

Ok, so I'm finally gonna find out what a vampire looks like when they're feeding.

 Why am I interested by this??? Oh right, cuz I'm weird :D

 Soon Alice and everyone else came home. We played charades until it was night.

Emmett, like the big lovable fool he is, pretended to be Avril Lavigne.

Only the Lord knows what goes on in the mind of Emmett Cullen. And why he's obsessed with Avril.

When it was ten, I went upstairs to my room. I dropped on my bed and lay there in the darkness. I didn't have to sleep yet.

I just thought about what was going to happen tomorrow. Was it messy? Was it like in Vampire Diaries?

I fell asleep after about two hours with one thing on my mind.

What do you wear to watch a vampire hunt???