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I promise, I'll be good?

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(Cullens x  Abandoned! Son !male reader)

(Bella x male read) 

AU. Edward and Bella are not together

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"Mom? Dad?" Peering into the house, disturbed by the disquiet stillness, I placed my school bag down beside the dinning table. "Alice? Emm? Jaz? Ed? You guys here?" 

Silence

Nothing in the rooms, nothing in the garages, no answers to any texts or calls. 

Nothing. 

"Anyone?" Standing back in the living room,  I jumped at the sound of tires crunching on the gravel outside.  Frowning a little as I opened the door, I was greeted with the sight of Bella, a girl that I had grown exceptionally close to, and one of our mutual ... acquaintances Jacob. I tolerated him, though I found it exceptionally annoying whenever he attempted to forcefully imprint on Bella. Not that I could blame him, I myself had a crush on her...a pretty big one.

"Hey, what are you guys doing here? Not that I'm complaining." Smiling at the sight of my friends, it soon fell a little as they shared a look. "Is everything alright?" 

"Y/n..." Jacob stepped forward, his face conflicted, his mouth opening a couple of times wordlessly. 

"Yes? What's up dude? You ok?" Gently placing a hand on his shoulder, my heart began to sink as I watched his gaze, the sorrow in it. 

No...

It was pity. 

"Did you find a note?" He asked, sighing when I shook my head. "The Cullens...your family..."

"Yea what about them? Are they alright?" I pressed, anxiety eating at me. 

"They're gone...they left this morning, they left a letter...Billy asked me to give this to you." I stared at the envelope in his hands,  unable to move, unable to bring myself to read the letter. A soft hand landed on my back, gently resting there. "Do you want me to read it?"

Shifting my gaze to my friend, she offered a small, soft smile. "It's okay," My voice felt raw as I opened the envelope and unfolded the letter. 

"Y/n?" Bella's voice seemed so far away as I fought the tear back, handing the letter to her and turning on my heels, disappearing inside without so much as a word. After a moment, I heard a second set of feet on the gravel, Jacob cussed loudly. "Y/n!" 

"Yes." Spinning, I was confronted with the worried face of my closest friend. "What do you want?"

"Let me spend the day? I don't want you to be alone right now." I bit back a retort, my sharp tongue would not bring them back; and being alone again wasn't something I wanted. 

"What about Jacob?" I asked, worried that if I met anyone's gaze the tears would fall, so I kept my gaze down at the glass of water I had aimlessly poured. "I'll be right back."

Her footfalls on the smooth floors were soft and gentle, the door closing behind her as exited. I could hear the din of Jacobs voice, before the door reopened and I felt her standing just off to my right, behind me. "What did I do Bella? Where did I go wrong?"

"You haven't done anything wrong Y/n," Turning to her slightly with a sigh, I could only shake my head. "Why don't they want me?" 

"Y/n..." softly her arms wrapped around me, gently pulling me closer. 

I wish I could cry. No matter how much heartache I am put through, I never seem to be able to cry. So instead, I lay there, her hand gently stroking my hair as my ear pressed against her chest, her heartbeat steady as I simply lay there, feeling  my world slowly crack...

Before it fell apart. 

"Bella?" I croaked out, feeling her lift her head off mine for a moment, allowing me to raise my own to meet her gaze. "Mhm?" 

"Please don't leave? I- I know I'm-m not the most smart or athletic, and I know I'm just human and I know I-"

"Y/n!" Cutting me off, her soft fingers gently wipe the few tears that fall as she cups my cheek tenderly, her soft eyes gazing into mine. "You are perfect, and....and anyone would be foolish to walk away from you, and I won't leave you ok? I care far to much about you..."

Hearing her words, all I could do was merely nod as I allowed her to guide my head to her shoulder as she wrapped her arms around me, a blanket loosely draped over me as she tenderly stroked my hair as exhaustion overtook me slowly. 

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It had been roughly 4 weeks, I honestly couldn't remember. It was very blurry,  everything became one and I seemed to constantly be unfocused. And what was worse? 

My brain began to forget things in the short term. The psychologist said it was to do with the emotional trauma I had gone through; the reason I would forget what someone told me less than 2 minutes ago. "Y/n were you even listening?" 

"Sorry sir?" Looking up from my notebook, I returned my gaze as the teacher began to rant about my behavior, belittling me; something that I had gotten used to in the last few weeks. Saved by the bell, I rushed out the class and out into the parking lot as the day came to an end. Digging in the glove compartment of my car, I fumbled with the medication container that held the prescription I had been told to take. "Hey...let me help?" 

Gently, Bella's hands softly held mine, waiting to see if she could help or if I wanted to struggle more. "Can I try one more time?" Looking at my lap, I couldn't bare to meet her gaze in the pitiful state I was in. 

Reluctantly her hands slipped away and I attempted again to open the little container, but ultimately failed and handed her the bottle.  Biting open the bottle of water I had in the car, I took the pills while I waited for the shaking to pass, closing my eyes. Once the door closed on her side, her favorite music playing softly, I pulled out of the parking lot and drove slowly up to the house, feeling a little calmer. Bella began to tell me about all sorts of things that had happened in the classes we didn't share, and I listened with rapt attention.

I loved to hear her talk, it was soothing; more so than any medication. She knew exactly what to do as well, whenever I had panic attacks or simply found it difficult to cope, and I could never truly show her how much it meant to me....how much she meant to me. The car ground on the gravel as we pulled up, Bella jumping out first and retrieving our bags from the boot as I grabbed the groceries on the back seat that I had gotten during lunch break. As we entered, we moved in rehearsed synchronization, I unpacked the food, she made coffee, I put on the washing machine, she sat and did her homework before I sat down across from her and helped her.  Though today was different, I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

"Hey? Earth to Y/n?" Humming softly I quirked my eyebrows as I came back down to earth. "Sorry, I got lost in thought. I'm back now though, what's up?"

"Do you like anyone? As in like-like...as in a crush?" Her eyes were firmly fixed to her book, but her writing had slowed to a near stop, indicating she was paying more attention to me than her work. 

"I mean yea, I do...why? It's not like she would ever like me back, I'm pretty sure she sees me as just a friend or a brother so." Rambling I finished off my own homework as she puzzled over my words in her mind. "What do you mean?"

"I mean she spends so much time with me but...it just feels like, I don' know, like she has something else to chase...a four leg shifter if we want to be specific." My words were not much more that a mumble near the end, but she some how heard them. 

"You think I like Jacob? Uh, no. Look don't get me wrong, he's a great friend, but I wouldn't want to be around him 24/7. No, I have someone else in mind." 

"Oh really?" I chirped, turning to my friends face that was slowly becoming redder. "And who would that someone else be?" 

Her silence, amusingly, stretched for a while; the inner conflict present on her face. Deciding to spare her poor heart, I suggested a movie,  lazily stirring my coffee as we moved from the dinning room to the lounge, routinely going about our business as I put  on a movie called 'A Knights Tale'. A fun film, something that we had watched a significant amount as it took my mind off of things superbly, but once again; a subtle change in the atmosphere was tangible and it was beginning to bother me, adding to the fact I could see my friend wanted something, or to say something as least. As the movie moved to a 'quieter' part, it bothered me significantly. 

"Just say it." I spoke, without looking at Bella, someone who I wished was lying with her head on my chest right now. She, however, looked taken aback; "Pardon?" 

"Bel," Now looking at my crush, I used her nickname that only I ever seemed to be allowed to use, her face unreadable. "I know you well enough to know when you want to say something, so just say it. Please? It's bugging me massively." 

"I can't because you'll hate me for it." She shook her head, gazing at her feet as she tucked her knees to her chest. "I could never hate you Bel..."

"Who is your crush then?" She asked, her gaze faltering under my own slightly, but she held firm and I bit the inside of my cheek.

"Bella, do you trust me?" Her words rushed out of her mouth as she frantically nodded. "With my life. Why would you even as-"

"Close your eyes...please?" Heart in throat, I couldn't back out now as her eyelids closed gracefully, slowly I leaned in, gently pressing my lips to hers. 

At first, she was still, yet as I pulled away her hand shot out, lidded gaze leveled at me and a faint blush on her soft cheeks. "I'm s-"

She shook her head and pulled me closer and sealed my apology with a searing kiss the burned my soul; her free hand gently holding my face as my own held her face gently. She pulled back ever so slightly and whispered gently against my lips, sending a shiver down my spine and butterflies to my core, "I'm glad you feel the same."

"Just kiss me already," I mummered, earning a chuckle from both of us as her fingers laced themselves with mine while her lips tenderly loved mine.  

And for once in the last however many weeks, I felt like I had a home... 

"Please don't leave me?" 

" I won't. You mean more than the world to me Y/n."

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Just look at me, please?

Half- ghoul, male reader x Alice Cullen  ) 

Word count is just over 4k.

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'Blood. Food. Something unfamiliar. It's been like that for the last 2 weeks. I just wish I knew what it was.'

I was so lost in thought that I wasn't paying too much attention to where I was going, bumping into a friend of mine from class. "Oh sorry Alice, I wasn't paying attention. Are you okay?" 

Quickly scooping her books quickly together, I handed them over to her as she laughed a little at my expense. "Y/n, its okay I'm fine. Thank you." Her brow creased a little as her expression became more serious. "Are you okay?" 

For some reason, I never could meet her gaze, it gave me too much anxiety. "Um, yea..." Inhaling to steady my nerves, there was that strange scent again, "Yea, I'm okay. In the uh,  loosest sense of the word."

An awkward pause, and I could feel many eyes landing on me as Alice went to speak again, the social tension and overwhelming presence of still bodies causing me to speak first. "Anyway, I gotta go, next class. See you around Al!" 

Stepping around her, I quickly pushed through the crowds until I reached outside, and even then I didn't stop until I was clear of the few stragglers mingling outside the school. The weather was nice, not sunny but not cold either; the blanket of clouds keeping the air a comfortable temperature as I leaned against the wall of one of the dull buildings. 

Inhaling deeply, I scratched around in my bag as I flung it off my shoulder, "C'mon where is it where is it?!" 

Freezing, I closed my eyes as I heard footsteps approaching, there heartbeats crystal clear. "Hey freak! Looking for this?!" 

I knew exactly who it was, and I had every reason to tear him to shreds; I really did. But then I would probably draw the attention of local authorities and that was not something I could afford. "Jonny, give it here. Unless you want to die?"

"Oh I'm so scared!" Raucously laughing as he took a step closer, "And what will you do to me? Huh?" 

"You know, I never tolerated bullies." Without so much as opening my eyes, I flung my fist into his stomach, winding him and causing him to drop the ventilator I so desperately needed. "You little-"

His fists came flying, but met only air as I ducked and dodged, not willing to give in to my desires. Thankfully, I didn't need to as a sweet voice rang out and I felt John being thrown backwards. However, my relief was short lived as the wind exhaled and the scent of the person wafted up to my nose, her presence excruciatingly close. "I suggest you leave, unless you want trouble?" 

"Are you okay?" I heard her turn to me, a gentle concern lacing her words. "You dropped this by the way. Are you asthmatic?"

I shook my head, grasping the ventilator as best as my trembling hands could, lifting it to my lips and inhaling the RC suppressant as it filled my mouth. "Then why do you have a ventilator?" 

"Alice..." my voice was becoming raspy as I fought of the hunger, "Not a good time for questions."

As I took another puff, I rolled my eyes internally as she asked, "Why?" 

"Because, Alice Cullen. I'm hungry and tired, now if you'll excuse me." Again pushing past her, I felt a twinge of guilt, sadness even. 

'If you knew what I was...if I hurt you, I could never live with myself.' 

***

"Y/n..." I called out, but he was gone. I felt someone drop down beside me, turning with a dismissive glace I shook my head at Edwards antics. "Boy problems, sis?"

"I just can't figure him out. He doesn't smell like a human, but at the same time he does. I can't see his future or his decisions. I can almost smell the blood on him. I keep bumping into him, I can't forget him. When we do talk he never looks at me, and..." Sighing softly, I shook my head turning away from my brother. "He never seems to be happy."

Edward was quiet for a moment, before his hand fell on my shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I can't read his mind either, but I'm sure we'll figure out. Maybe this is the challenge you saw?" 

"Maybe..." Watching Y/n's form retreating to his car, I watched as he threw his bag into the boot before he got in and pulled off. 'What are you hiding Y/n?'

***

Exploring the forest at night, alone; never a good idea. Especially if I'm in it, and you're a human. Gently whispering a passing prayer, I set to work on devouring the body in front of me. A suicide victim, I'd guess around 23 years old, male. It was better like this, I tell myself, less suffering for all involved. I heard a twig snap in the silent night, loud and clear through the air. "Who's there?" 

Silence. 

"I'm warning you, this isn't a fight you want..." A faint rustle to my left was the give away as I leaned back, leaving one leg in place as my assailant came hurtling out from the brush. Colliding with my leg, they tumbled as I tripped them, their body slamming into a tree. "How?!" 

They sounded exasperated, slightly shocked, and most definitely angry.  Smiling to myself, the rain that had been threatening overhead for a while now began to fall as I listed my head backwards, inhaling the scent of blood mixing with the smell of rain. "There is always a bigger fish."

My assailant lunged at me again, and I finally got a good look at them, a blonde with red eyes and a pale face. She looked vaguely familiar but that was not something I was committed to figuring out right this instance. Ducking under her swipes, I smiled softly as I caught her arms, that same unfamiliar scent filling my nose. "You're not gonna win." 

Pushing her off me, I jumped up to where they landed, slinging my foot out as I slipped my hands into my pockets. The person flew through not one but 3 tree's, the old woods thundering under the blows as the fell apart. Slowly walking forward, I tilts my head slight at the female. "What a shame. Tis a pity; I would have happily shared. But no, why do we always have to fight first hm?" 

My ears tingled at the sound of movement; jumping backwards as a large burly mass crashed down in front of me. "Don't you want to talk my good sir?" 

Without looking up, I sighed as I dodged several attacks that were sent in my direction, the males voice gruff and familiar. "Leave her alone. Or I will tear you apart!" 

"Oh is that so? Well then," Finally having grown bored of the dialogue, I blocked the male's strike with my shin, in the same movement sending him skidding backwards from a kick, "Let's dance shall we?" 

Allowing my Kagune to break free, my vision in the dark became clearer as my right iris changed to its brilliant black and red, two pairs (so four) tentacle like appendages burst out of my lower back whilst two wings that moved like flames burst out of my shoulders. I found myself a little exhausted, but it was a minor problem for now. This fight, however, did need to end; and fast. 

"Lets see how you handle me now, shall we?" Catapulting myself forward at the speed of sound, I stabbed the males leg, noting how strange it felt, and cutting his side before slamming into the female who had just managed to rise off the ground, leaving two nasty but shallow gashes on her back as I vaulted over her. When I landed and regained my balance, time seemed to resume as the reacted. I vaguely wondered if this was the first time they had sustained such injuries. 

"Wh-what are you?!" The male was huffing as he lifted the female up and began to back away; I was happy to note the fear in his voice. "I am a ghoul, the apex predator. Now go, before I change my mind about sparing you..." 

When I turned to look, they were both gone. Frowning, I'll admit I was disturbed by the distinct lack of blood, and at the speed they took off in. "Best hurry up and get out of here before they come back with friends." 

Finishing off my feast, I took off into the night, heading home; now sated and refueled. 

***

*Alice pov*

Edward, Bella and I had been playing a game of cards with Carlisle and Esme, I had an uneasy feeling about halfway through the game but couldn't place why. It wasn't until Edward jumped up, racing out to the door, that I realized what was wrong. Edwards voice flitted through the houses as the rest of us joined him. "What happened to you guys?" 

Emmett heaved past him, allowing Edward to help carry Rosalie through to the lounge where he sat her down, only for her to hiss at him. "My back!" 

Frowning as I helped her to roll onto her side, my hand clasped to my mouth as an unbidden gasp left my lips. Carlisle appeared beside me, his brow furrowed in concentration as he examined the wounds. "Strange...Emmett, how long ago were these inflicted?" 

He shook his head, a slight tremble in his voice. "I-I don't know, maybe twenty minutes ago?"

"You scared big guy?" Edward joked, but his smile fell abruptly when Emmett's gaze landed on him. "You have no idea what it was like..." 

"What what was like?" I pressed, hoping to find out more. 

"Being second in the pecking order." Rose's strained voice echoed in the still living room. "That...thing  beat us like we were human toddlers...I should have just left it, it smelt off before I even moved against it."

"What did it smell like?" Carlisle spoke softly, but his eyes were calculating, trying to decipher a problem only he could know the answer too. "Half human, half non-human, I don't even know how to describe it. It smelt like ...blood and ice." 

"Explain exactly what happened, everything." Carlisle sat in front of Emmett who launched into his story, from start to finish. When he finished, no one spoke for a good while; the only sound to be heard was the two of them sipping on blood bags, attempting to heal their  wounds. "Did you see what he looked like?" 

Rosalie nodded, "He had green eyes, before they became black, short black hair. Other than that, no." 

I frowned, my mind working things over. The puzzle was so nearly complete, yet so infuriatingly difficult to finish; I could swear I knew who they were describing. The night passed in relative silence, Edward having taken Bella home at 11. I approached Carlisle sometime during the night, gently knocking on his office door.  "Come in." 

"Is something bother you Alice?" I sat in the empty chair, looking at my dad as he placed the book he was currently reading down.  "Yea," Looking from the book back up to him, I shuddered a little, "I feel like I know who attacked Emmett and Rosalie."

He frowned deeply, "I'm sorry?" 

Sighing I rambled out my suspicion and my explanation. When I was done, Carlisle clasped his hands pensively as he looked up. 

"So this boy that you have in class, that you're always bumping into, that seems depressed; it's this boy you're saying could potentially be the culprit?" 

"Sounds about right. But I don't get it, why do our paths always cross? And why did he attack them?" 

"Well, the first part," He threw a smirk my way as he continued, "I'll let you figure out. As for the second..."

Taking the book that he slide over me, I read the passage he tapped on. "So he was defending his food?" 

Carlisle nodded, getting up from his seat and moving to the window. "Indeed, and Rosalie attacked him first; it's a miracle either of them are alive. Ghouls were supposedly hunted to extinction, but I guess they've just become like we have. Underground, always on the move, and very cautious." 

Sitting quietly, I took in Carlisle's words, gazing at the beautifully horrific image of a ghoul depicted in the book in front of me. 

***

The next day at school, I kept an especially sharp eye out for my friend. When I did spot him, he seemed to have a little more color than normal in his cheeks. Making my way over to him, I saw his gaze fall just short of my eyes but I didn't worry about it now; I had a mission. "Hey Y/n, you're looking a bit better today!" 

He smiled softly, a little flutter of nerves flitted through my stomach as his velvety voice reached my ears. "I'm feeling a bit better yea, had a bit of a long night. And you? You seem more bubbly than normal today. What are you planning?" 

He had a certain smugness to his tone as my expression changed to annoyance. "You're no fun N/n."

He shrugged and chuckled, gently punching my arm. I could smell his scent, the blood, the ice, the humanity, but something more...something familiar. "Fine, yes I am planning something. I wanted to ask if you'd like to come over this afternoon after school?"

He tensed, and I saw him bite his cheek, before he nodded carefully. "Um yea, sure. That would be great." 

"Awesome!" I smiled, relief flooding me as I turned to go to my first lesson. "I'll see you in the parking lot after school." 

*** 

"Ah shit. What were you thinking Y/n?"   My thoughts screamed at me as I waited near the parking lot for Alice. My class had been let out early, so there were few people around me, the cool breezing that would be bringing more rain later this evening a welcome feeling on my face. "So! You ready?"

Turning my head lazily, I was greeted by the lovely sight of Alice, her jacket over her one arm and a dazzling, soft smile on her face. Her infectious smile spread to me in a moment. "Ready as I'll ever be."

"Then let's go. Do you want to go in your car and follow or-?"

"I actually walked to school this morning," I jumped in, my nerves getting the better of me. It was true however, and it seemed to be a massive convenience. Alice laughed softly rolling her eyes at me before she made her way over to her car, "Well come on then."

Once inside the car, I had a new appreciation for Alice's style, the music playing already was both good and unique, something I enjoyed listening to as we drove to her house. "Y/n?"

"Hm?" Humming I turned my head a little to show I was listening. "Are you nervous? You've been tapping since we left school."

"I guess a bit yea...No idea why thought." I said, shrugging a little; hoping my blush wouldn't reveal my heart. Truth was, I had a crush on Alice. But, it was stupid. Alice was the popular girl at school that everyone admired. She never dated anyone within the School, and wasn't shy to reject someone harshly, despite her gentle nature. 

It was a miracle that I had even managed to become her friend. 

"You don't have anything to worry about. I promise." Her voice was soft and reassuring, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right. 

"C'mon, we're here." Jumping out of the car, I followed her in; quietly impressed with the house, stylish and clean, modern but conservative. She led me in through the front door into the open living space. 

And I froze. 

"Hi, I'm Emmett, this is Edward. It's nice to meet you at last, Alice has mentioned you a fair bit." The Burly man from the other nights encounter stood with his hand extended. Shaking his hand firmly, I smiled a little. 

"Is it really nice to meet me at last?" I chuckled as they all frowned a little. "What do you mean?"

"Well, let me ask this," I said after I shook Edwards hand, turning back to Emmett, "How are you wounds?"

His eyes widened a little, but he persisted. "What wounds?"

Sighing massively, I decided the game was up; and allowed my iris to turn black. The gasps told me that they were surprised, but I was just as surprised by the lack of hostilities. Chuckling my gaze swept the group present. "No fists today?"

Thankfully, Emmett took it light heartedly, as he slung an arm over me. I saw Alice tense up a little before relaxing slightly, "No, not today. Sorry about that though, we thought were were another vampire and well..."

"Another vampire?" Now it was my turn to look confused. 

"Yea, we are all vampires..." Alice spoke softly, a tone of hesitancy in her voice. I just smiled like a 6 year old. "Coooolllll!" 

***

The afternoon had passed quite pleasantly. The blonde, who I learnt was Rosalie, was a little timid at first but became more relaxed as the evening came on. Carlisle, their adoptive father, was very interested in my story and specie; asking loads of questions. Esme was very polite; asking about my home life and living conditions. ('Oh, well it's just me. Dad left a large fortune that I've just invested and now everything pays for itself.') Edward was joking about how I gave a whole new meaning to having a 'black eye' and Alice was always nearby, hovering quietly, occasionally chipping in, but generally just observing. 

"Okay, I think you've had enough of his attention now. Come on Y/n." Alice jumped up, her hand clasped firmly on my wrist as she pulled me away from the boys, and up stairs. I wasn't paying too much attention until she shouted down the corridor before slamming the door. "No Edward, don't even go there."

Giggling, I looked around her room, admiring the style of it, and the order. "You have a really nice room..."

"Thank you, sorry about no bed; we don't need to sleep so..." I shook my head gently, smiling softly at her, bashfully looking down. "Don't apologies, it's unique.  Besides, I think it's cool."

"Thank you." She smiled softly, a quiet pause filling the space between us for a moment. "Y/n...why do you never look at me when we speak?"

The question took me a little by surprise. "Pardon?" 

"Whenever we talk, you never look me in the eye, or even directly; its always a little off or not at all... why?" I felt her close the distance, her hand softly resting on my shoulder. Her touch, like always, calming but electric. 

"Honestly, I don't know other than it's just been something really...stressful I guess?" Laughing sheepishly as I covered my eyes just a bit. I heard her huff before I was lead over to the couch, her grip firm but gentle as she made me sit, taking a seat opposite me. 

"Please, please try?" She bounced a little as she pleaded, talking energetically and animated. Something I could never match. "Why?"

"Because Y/n," She sighed, leaning back, "I want to see your eyes, I want to know you're not afraid of me, that I'm doing everything right, that I'm being a good friend, that I'm not burdening you, that you're okay, that I-" 

Every word she spoke, with a pain and frustration in her voice, hurt as they fell on my ears. 'Man up Y/n, just this once...I know it's your crush but like...'

"I just want to know why you're a siren, why your soul calls, why we keep; literally; bumping into each other, I just want to see you; and I know that you have anxiety and-" She had turned in her seat, now talking more to herself than me, facing the door. "Alice?" 

My voice was soft, and I'm surprised she heard me as she continued, "I know,  I know, I'm bat shit crazy and I'm over thinking and-"

"Alice Cullen!" Sharp and soft, my words cut her off, my hand gently resting on her shoulder. I felt myself swallow hard as my mouth went dry. 'God you're like a teen getting their first kiss Y/n.' 

"Yea?" She snapped her head to me, and I finally had a good look at what I had only briefly seen. Her coppery gold eyes were so warm, so full, the worry that she had said too much clear in them as well as the silent apology. There was a tug at my heart, the sounds around us suddenly seemed so much sharper yet quieter, the colors far more vibrant than what should be scientifically reasonable. But above that?

Everything felt right. Like everything was going to be ok.

"You have really mesmerizing eyes Alice..." What meant to come out as a strong, affirmative statement fell off my lips as a whisper, my mind too occupied with the pair of golden orbs that were pulling me in, slowly and gently, ever so inviting. "Thank you, but yours..." 

She shook her head a fraction, I could feel her cool breath gently brushing my lips now. "I think I should stop talking..." 

A little chuckle left me, a small nod following as my eyes darted between her lips and eyes against my will. I don't recall the last moment, when I fell into her, when that little distance finally disappeared. All that mattered now was how her cold, soft lips felt as they pressed against my own, gently dancing with them. My mind, already fuzzy and incoherent with our beings melding together, became absolutely fritzed as her hands made their way slowly up my arm, my own fingers lacing themselves with her free hand. Every inch her hand crawled higher, up into my hair, was electrifying. 

When we finally did part, she was leaning back, and I was hovering over her, her chest heaving softly. 

"Wow..."

"Yea..."

"I didn't realize I could make a vampire out of breath?" Smirking smugly, she rolled her eyes, arms draped over my shoulders. "Shut up."

Leaning down to her ear, I felt her shiver as I whispered softly. "Make me." 

Biting her lip, I could see there was a new fire in her eyes, but a soft happy smile adorned her face. "Alice...?"

"Yea?" Her face morphed into worry as I became shy once more. 

"Do you want to...would you like to...I mean you don't have to but it would be nice if..."

"Y/n..." Gently her hands stroked me hair as she giggled softly. Blushing I took a deep breath, resting my head on her shoulder. "Right...would you like to be my...girlfriend?"

Silence.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have, I'll go no-" Slowly peeling myself away, I felt instantly guilty and stupid. After all, I was nothing to her, right?

"No. You will not go...not after that." She stated firmly, but gently as she pulled me back into her, "Y/n do you believe in soulmates?"

Nodding I pondered aloud for a moment, "Yea, I mean, definitely since what you've made me feel is different but so special..." I hoped my honesty wouldn't bite my hand. 

"Well...us, as vampires, have soul mates, just like werewolves imprint on someone, vampires have soulmates. Carlisle described it as, 'your whole world tilts on its access, sounds and colors become brighter, and it feels like everything is going to be ok.' "

"And have you felt that?" I asked, curious to see if I was anything was special.

She turned her head to me, a goofy smile on her face, as she kissed me again, soft  and sweet, sending my mind and heart into a wild loopdeloop. 

"Yes...with you..." Softly her words were muttered against my lips, ever so quietly. Yet they fell like thunder, awakening my very soul, every fiber of my being was a light. 

"And I would very much like to be yours, on one condition."

"What is that condition?" 

"Will you be mine?"