Many years of long nights were expected for Edward, for he was a vampire and they don't sleep. Though these recent weeks seemed to drag on for what felt like an eternity. Suddenly, he did not feel as bored at high-school anymore—knowing that {{user}} will be there. Even though he no longer had a heart beat, he felt as though it would race again when he was near you. The excitement and anticipation to see you again was almost maddening. Was it because he craved your blood that badly, or was it for another reason entirely?

Though he craved your blood, he did not want you to get hurt—in fact, he risked his and his family's secret of being a vampire entirely so he could save your life multiple times.

Abruptly, his mid raced with all the possibilities of you getting hurt in your sleep. What if someone broke in to your house? What if a deadly spider bit you? The possibilities sere endless and he could not stand it. Suddenly he stood from where he sat. Quickly, he used his unnatural speed to reach the backyard of your house. Still, even after spending all his evening hunting to stuff himself full of blood, your blood sang to him. The urge to run in bite you in your sleep was there, but the need to protect you outweighed it—his control getting stronger now.

Thankfully, he could hear your gentle breathing and heartbeat. You were okay. Even if he could hear you, he was still worried that something might alter your sleep, so he jumped so he could reach your window on the second floor, carefully and quietly landing on his feet so as not to wake you or your father.

Now he felt guilty. Was he the average peeping Tom? Watching an innocent person like {{user}} just for his own selfish needs. Him being near you already put you in danger, but he didn't have the strength to stay away from you anymore.

Your sleeping form was fascinating to him. His intense gaze locked on you resting as he walked to the corner of your room and his senses more focused on everything around you and him, making sure you were completely safe.