Sweet Eden

Ant

Eden's POV

"I guess I'm suppose to give you the big brother talk about how you're not suppose to fight other bitches"

I try and stifle my laugh as I lay in bed. I was snuggled in my sheets when he came got in next to me.

"Eden my dear, sometimes you just gotta let them be bitches, because then if you fight them it's like you're stooping down to their level. So I'm not going to yell at you, or lecture you on how to act and all that crap. Even though I probably just did" he says

"Yea you did" I smile and turn to face him

"Whatever" he pushes me away then pulls me back into his arms while stuffing my face in his chest.

He creepily strokes my hair and continues.

"My point is, do what ever you want but remember the consequences" he finishes

"When did you become so smart?" I push him off and raise my eyebrow at him.

Last time I checked he didn't even know the difference between a secant and a tangent.

"Well-"

"Eden can we-"

The door opens and Edward is cut off by Anthony walking in.

"Alright that's my cue to leave" Edward says getting out of the bed and walking towards to door.

After he leaves Anthony closes the door, takes his shoes off, and takes Edward's spot next to me.

I create space between us because I didn't exactly forgive him yet.

I mean how can I? He has the freaking nerve to scold me for fighting when he does it maybe at least three times a week. Then in top if that he doesn't even have the decency to ask me if I'm okay.

"What do you want" I mutter, cuddling further into my sheets.

"I want you too forgive me for being a dick" he turns on his side to face me and pulls me closer to him.

"I don't know about that"

My response causes him to pout adorably.

"Eden, my love, my girlfriend, my bestfriend, I can not begin to fathom how sorry I am for being a hypocrite today. I am especially sorry that I made you cry" he whispers solemnly

My heart fluttered at the word love but I already know it's way too soon for that. Maybe if we're still dating after five or six months I would tell him.

I know I certainly don't love him now though. That's way too soon.

"Um, I forgive you I guess"

"Really? Why? Not that I don't want you to, I'm just wondering"

"What is me being mad at you going to accomplish?" I say looking over his shoulder

"Nothing I guess"

"Exactly"

He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear and looks at me with an emotion I can't read.

"I'm really sorry baby" he mutters huskily

He leans in and kisses me

His kiss alone would of made me forgive him.

Tilting his head to deepen the kiss his arm finds it's way around my waist. I slide my fingers into his silky hair and gently massage his scalp.

He groans in satisfaction and begins to kiss me more roughly rolling on top of me in the process.

I break the kiss for air and to also stop this from going any further.