Disclaimer for whole story- I do not own Twilight characters or ever will. The Goddess Stephenie Meyer Does.

He didn't force himself on me. It was all mutual. I loved him, and he loved me. He was my babysitter. I was 12 years old, and he was 18. Let me tell you the story of how it all happened.

I was in such a bad mood when I first saw him. Me Isabella Swan was grumpy at my parents for leaving me with a stranger while they went out to have fun. I didn't need a babysitter. I was a big girl. Now that I think back it was the best decision my parents ever made.

"But, Bella we'll be back soon. If you be good maybe you could stay alone next Saturday. Edward is really nice, and just be good okay." my mother aka Renee Swan had said. She left me wearily with my father Charlie Swan to their first of many date nights. He came in right behind them as they left. My mother gave him all the emergency numbers and finally left.

When he turned around I was awestruck. He was in other words beautiful. Beautiful was the understatement of the century, but I just couldn't describe him any other way. He had the most peculiar and messy bronze color hair, and the most indescribable striking green eyes. He was tall and had a strong build. Then I thought Oh my gosh I'm staring at him I should say hi. So I did.

"Hi, you must be Edward." I said. "Yes, I am Edward Cullen. You must be Bella. It's nice to meet you." he said with a smile. He seemed completely unaware of my obsessively rude stare. I also liked that he didn't talk down to me like many adults did to little girls.

After awhile of silence he spoke up. "So Bella, what do you want to do tonight? Have you had dinner yet?" he asked. I nodded, my mother had already given me dinner so the babysitter wouldn't have to worry about it.

" Do you want to watch a movie?" he asked. I nodded again to timid to speak

"Anything in particular you have in mind?"

I thought about his question. "Can we watch Romeo and Juliet the 1968 version?" I asked quietly.

He looked at me with a very surprised expression. I just asked again, and he nodded. I went to the living room and popped in the movie. He sat at one end of the couch, and I sat at the opposite end. We talked a little during the previews not bothering fast forwarding the movie.

"So you like Romeo and Juliet huh?" he asked. "Yeah, it's one of my favorite books. I also love Wuthering Heights and Pride and Prejudice. I have an acquired taste of books thanks to my mother's love of literary classics. She's read them to me since I was a baby like fairy tales." I explained. I was getting more comfortable with Edward by the second.

"Good to know. Now I don't have to worry about having to baby-sit the obsessed Hannah Montana fan girl type. I was nervous about that." he said smiling at me. I smiled back, and then the movie started up and we started staring at the television screen.

By the end of the movie I was crying my eyes out. I always did. I don't know why I did it every time. I knew it was going to happen, but getting intensely focused on the movie I forget what happened in the suspense.

Edward was watching me awkwardly not knowing what to do. I just smiled at him to tell him that I was okay. He seemed relieved by that gesture.

The movie was over and my parents still weren't home. We sat in an awkward silence at opposite ends of the couch. By the looks of it Edward had never looked after a little girl before. So I tried to be nice and started making small talk. "So Edward if it's not to much to ask, can you tell me a little something about yourself. I don't like sitting here in this awkward silence." I said boldly. He looked surprised again by comment. I'd been surprising him all night.

"Um okay. I was born in Chicago, and I moved here with my family when my father, Carlisle, got a job offer here at the hospital. I'm 18 years old and I just started my senior year of high school." he told me. "Now tell me about yourself Bella."

"Okay, my full name is Isabella Marie Swan and I was born in Forks. I'm 12 years old, and I just started the 7th grade." I told Edward. Now that I think about it my life then was really boring. As the night went on we kept on talking about random things. He just asked me a bunch of random questions, and I answered. The questions went from my favorite color to what I wanted to be when I grow up. Here and there I got a question in too, which he answered as well.

Then very painfully soon I heard my parents car pull into the driveway. I didn't want Edward to leave. I was just getting to know him. Before he left I got up and gave him a big hug. An electric shock like feeling went through me that I'd never encountered before from the physical contact. From the look on his face he could feel it too. He reluctantly hugged me back after I held on awhile. He promised to come back next Saturday if I wanted him to. I nodded vigorously and smiled at the fact that I'd get to see Edward again.

After he left my mother asked, "Bella, Edward told me that you were a good girl tonight. I think from what I heard that you could stay home alone next week. Would you like that?" I thought it over for a mere second because Edward was way more important than staying home alone. I answered my mother hastily, "No mother I've thought it over and I think staying home alone would be scary and I wouldn't like being here alone. So you could call up Edward for next week."

My mother looked skeptical from my change of mind then just shrugged her shoulders and thought nothing more of it.

That night I had the first of many dreams of Edward. I knew I was smiling the whole night through.

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