The Little Unexpected Things

Midnight Adventures!

Edward's P.O.V

"Edward?" A small whisper tries to stir me away from my heavy slumber. "Edward, wake up." I feel a small nail poke my shoulder. "Edward, please wake up!"

I groan, burying my head on the pillow. "What, Bella?" I say against the pillow.

"I can't sleep," she says and I can hear the pout she's making.

I wrap my arms around my pillow, pulling it closer and say, "Uh... There's some tea left in the kitchen..." yawn "-just heat it up."

"No, I don't want tea," she whispers. There's a small pause and in that pause I find myself slipping back into my pleasant slumber. "Edward!" She slaps my back.

"What?" I yawn.

"You're sleeping!"

"That's what normal people do, Bella. They sleep at..." I raise my head from my pillow and squint my eyes at the clock. "At three in the morning."

"Ohhh..." She whines and the leans down, pressing her chin on my shoulder. "Please don't hate me..."

I sigh. "What?"

"I just can't stop thinking about tamales... And donuts."

Is she fucking kidding me?

I roll over and look at her. "Bella, it's three in the morning and in all honesty where do you think we're going to find a place that sells tamales and donuts?"

Bella pouts and looks down at her belly. "I don't know. But I'm really hungry and I want tamales and donuts. And for the love of God, Edward Cullen, if you don't get me those things this baby will come out with a face of a pizza with a donut hole!"

I sit up on the bed. "Bella, you know I hate driving at night. I'm not going. Our daughter can be a freak, that way she'll stay a virgin by the time she's eighty. Now, if you excuse me, I'm going back to sleep!"

Bella slaps the side of my head.

"Ouch!"

"Oh Edward, you got me into this-" she points at her belly "-and now you're getting me food! Do something for the mother of your child!"

"I'm. Not. Going." I say slowly, glaring at her as I say each word.

"You're. Go-ing." She glares back at me, inching her face closer to mine. "You're going, Cullen."

"I wouldn't dream of it, Swan."

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"Stop smiling." Bella giggles like a little girl as I start the engine. I shake my head and pull out of my parking spot. "Why did you have to come?"

"Because I want to make sure you get the good tamales and not the rip off ones."

We reach to the closest Mexican restaurant that sells the tamales that Bella likes so much and so happens to be closed. Bella is pissed, I'm not surprised.

"Now would you look at that, it's closed at three in the morning. Now we can go back home." I was happy that it was closed because I was really looking forward going to bed but when I looked at Bella, who had a small pout on her lips, my happiness faded away. "No... Don't do that," I warn her. Her pout deepens. "Bella..." Fuck, she's giving me the puppy eyes. "Don't give me that look, please. You know what that look does to me..." Fuck it, how far could the next Mexican restaurant be? "Fine," I reluctantly agree.

Bella squeals like a little girl and leans across to give me a big kiss on my cheek.

"You're the best, I love you!"