the big brother house

big brother house

BPOV

Edward pulled back after a moment and looked at me, an emotion that I couldn't place raging in his eyes, like he was having some kind of internal battle. I could feel my cheeks flaming and ran indoors, away from Edward.

I grabbed some clothes from my drawers and sprinted into the bathroom. Again.

I had a shower but it didn't calm my erratic heart beat. I can't believe he saw me practically naked! I HATE my body! Ugh! This is so frustrating.

I changed in a rush and cursed myself for being so stupid. In the spur of the moment I had momentarily forgotten about the cameras strategically placed around the house and garden ready to capture every moment. The heat in my cheeks was worse than ever and I splashed my face with cool water in a fruitless attempt to make my face return to its original colour.

I gave up and walked serenely into the bedroom. I passed Edward on my way to the bed; he was going to the bathroom. I couldn't meet his eyes, though.

I flopped onto the bed and pulled my diary out from under my pillow. I poured the flurry of feelings into its pages. And the fact that I had an intsy wincey crush on Edward. Oh come on, Bella. You know that it's more than a little crush. It's a rather large and barely suppressed crush. An annoying voice in the back of my head said.

I wrote about how Edward had comforted me the night before and how fun our water fight was. About how comfortable I felt talking to him and sleeping next to him even though he was practically a stranger. About how I cared for him and how I felt a kind of invisible bond that connected me to him.

And about how I was scared because all the feelings were completely new to me and I didn't know how to deal with them.

I had been writing for about fifteen minutes when everyone started to stir. I laughed when Emmett rolled over and fell out of the bed. He glared at me and picked himself up off the floor.

Everyone seemed to be half awake so I hopped off the bed (after carefully replacing my diary under my pillow) and skipped over to the big window at the end of the room. I opened the blinds and the light streamed in.

"WHAT THE HELL? I WAS TRYING TO SLEEP THANK YOU VERY MUCH BEFORE YOU WENT AND DID THAT!" Lauren screeched. Obviously not much of a morning person then, this would be interesting I thought, grinning evilly to myself.

"Good morning to you too." I said sarcastically, making no move to close the blinds again. Finally Edward emerged from the bathroom in a pair of sweats and a thin grey t-shirt.

"What's all the commotion?" He said, running a hand through his hair, making it even more gorgeous and absent-mindedly making me want him even more.

I tore my eyes away from his sculpted body and walked over to Alice who was jumping up and down trying to decide what to wear.

"The black miniskirt and white strapless top." I said, glancing at her outfits.

"OMG YOU'RE SO RIGHT THAT'S ABSOLUTELY PERFECT!" she shouted, spinning round and giving me a hug before snatching the clothes from the wardrobe and tearing into the bathroom. I chuckled looked around the room.

Jasper was staring after Alice with unmistakeable longing in his eyes, Rosalie and Emmett were lying side by side propped up on their elbows facing each other. Em brushed a hair out of Rose's face and I averted my eyes, they were having a private moment.

Mike was staring at Tanya's exposed flesh (her 'pyjamas' were scraps of clothing that barely covered anything), Tanya was walking around and 'accidentally' dropping things so that everyone got a good view of her…well, you get the idea. I think it was directed at Edward.