A romantic at heart.

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          Edwards pov:

      I'm so nervous. What will Bella think. Will she like it? Uggg!!!

I fidgeted on my perch in the tall oak beside me and Bella's meadow. I had artfully transformed it into a romantic candle lit shelter. With the moon and stars shining bright, it would be the perfect night, if all went well. What if the candles started on fire and lit us on fire. Our death would be slow and painful. What if she rejected my invitation, thus snapping the fragile bond we had rekindled.

  Suddenly, my phone shrilled in my pocket. I swiftly pulled it out and pressed accept. Alice's voice in my ear pulled me out of my reverie.

" I just saw you totally ruin this perfect night we had made by running away. Let me just tell you this. If you run away again, Bella will NOT forgive you. She runs away back to Volterra, Italy to work with the Volturi.  She then lives out her days there, unloved and neglected. DO YOU WANT THAT TO HAPPEN??!!!!" The line went dead.

Then, I heard light footsteps crunching against the underbrush.

"Edward?" I heard Bella call.

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