The Game

Chapter 15- It's in the boyfriend description

"Yes dad, I'm dating Edward." This could not get any more awkward.

"You're sharing a room," I could almost see his frown. "I don't like it."

"He's a perfect gentleman." Well, most of the time. "I promise I'm being responsible. Besides, you've met Edward; you know he's polite and smart." And amazing, gorgeous, caring, loving, sweet . . .

There was a long pause. "Well, he seems nice, I guess." He said finally. "But he's still a guy; don't you let him take advantage of you."

I rolled my eyes and sighed into the phone, "I won't." I promised though I knew Edward would never do anything remotely close to that. "Hey, dad I have to go. Tell mom I'll call her later. Love you."

"Alright, I'll talk to you later. Bye, Bells. Love you too." I hung up and sat back in Edward's arms.

"Polite and smart, huh?" He chuckled.

"Well, I couldn't think of anything that didn't sound like I was fawning over you or something." I admitted sheepishly.

"I'm pretty sure I'll end up doing the same thing when I tell Esme."

I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow, "You're going to call me polite and smart?"

"Not exactly," he smiled amused, "Something probably more along the lines of beautiful, funny, caring. . ."

I leaned up and kissed him lightly, "You're too sweet."

His smile turned teasing, "I'm pretty sure it's in the boyfriend description." I just laughed, rolling my eyes.

I relaxed into his arms as we lay there silently, only the sound of our breathing in the air. My brow furrowed at the words he had said earlier, "Esme?" I questioned quietly, "Alice's mom?"

He blinked a couple times, "I haven't told you about my family yet, have I?"

I shook my head, "No, not in great detail. I mean, I just know that you're Alice and Emmett's cousin." My words got softer as I noticed the look in his eyes got uncomfortable and almost pained. "Are you okay?" concern rang through my tone as I placed my hand on his cheek.

"I'm fine." He sighed, "I've lived with Alice and Emmett since I was five. So, I guess Esme and Carlisle have been my parental figures since then." I waited patiently for him to continue, guessing it was hard for him to talk about. "My parents died in a car crash." He explained with a distant look. "I miss them of course, but I only had them for five years and I don't remember them much. It makes me feel guilty half the time. Who forgets their parents?"

"Edward- look at me." He snapped his eyes back to mine obediently, "Anyone who had their parents for that short of time would have a hard time remembering. But you're trying to Edward, that's what counts."

He didn't reply, just sighed and kissed my head. I knew I wasn't going to get much more out of him; that would probably be one thing I would never be able to change or help him through. "I've never really heard about your mother."

"My mom," a smiled played at my lips, "I was more of a daddy's girl growing up but I love my mom so much." I paused, "Although she's a total opposite of me but I'm glad she was around."

"Esme was always supportive of me. I'd even slip up and call her mom by accident. But after those few times I wouldn't speak to directly for a good week." I looked to him with sad eyes. "You're disgusted with me aren't you?"

I sat up in surprise. "Edward!" I gasped, "No! Never!" He hesitated. I stared him down for a minute. "You haven't talked to anyone like this, have you?"

He spoke after a long pause, "No, not really." He seemed shocked when I crawled into his lap and hugged him tightly.

"Don't you ever feel the need to hide things from me, okay?" I whispered before kissing his lips roughly. "Please. I want to know everything about you."

"I'm sorry for making you upset." He said finally guilt evident in his eyes. "You're just the only one I can be really honest with."

"I'm glad you can be honest with me." I replied honestly. His strong arms squeezed me tighter, much to my liking. Rolling over slightly, I grabbed my phone, sending a quick text out.

"Who were you texting?" he question curiously.

"I just sent Alice a text saying I couldn't go to the mall today." I answered casually, snuggling into his chest comfortably.

"Why?" I knew his brow was furrowed adorably without even looking.

I smiled, "Because I want to spend time with you, silly."

I could feel the grin spreading across his lips in my hair, "Oh how I adore you, beautiful."

~TG~

I sat on the bench bouncing impatiently as Edward tried to put the black lines on my face. "Bella, sit still!" he huffed.

I gave him a sheepish smile. "I'm just excited," I told him still enough that he could finally put it on. "I haven't seen him in forever."

He gave me his signature crooked smile as he let out a slight laugh. "So, should I be scared or happy to meet him?"

I bit my lip. "I don't know." I admitted. "I've never had a boyfriend so I don't know what his reaction will be."

"I'm sure it'll be fine." He replied kissing the top of my head. "From what I've heard he sounds like an alright guy."

"I think he's just teasing me by getting dressed so slowly." I grumbled annoyed. "He needs to hurry the hell up."

"Save the rage for the field, tiger." Edward laughed sitting down next to me. He suddenly wiggled his eyebrows, "Or if you don't want to use it on the field . . ."

"Get your head in the game, Masen." I mocked, repeating the words coach said to us almost every game.

He glanced at the clock and smiled slyly at me, "I have plenty of time to get ready." He murmured his tone seductive; seductive enough to pull me in. His kiss was soft and gentle as always, although I could feel a hint of urgency behind it. It was almost protective.

"Isabella!" A familiar voice sang, "Oh, geez. Ew."

Smiling, I broke away from Edward laughing slightly. "Sup Jake?"