BPOV:
I hurried across the cafe to meet up with my best friend, Edward. We had been friends since kindergarten but, I wanted more. I wanted to be his Bella. Not just his best friend. I loved him with all my heart but, I wanted him to love me too.
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends"
We're the kids who feel like dead ends
And I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses
I took a shot and didn't even come close
At trust and love and hope
And the poets are just kids who didn't make it
And never had it at all
EPOV:
I saw her walking towards me, I felt my heart skip a beat. Today I had to tell her. I had to tell her I loved her. I wanted her to be mine forever. To be My Bella. I just wish she would love me back.
And the record won't stop skipping And the lies just won't stop slipping And besides my reputation's on the line We can fake it for the airwaves Force our smiles, baby, half dead From comparing myself to everyone else around me
BPOV:
I came up to him and he smiled my favorite crooked smile. I sat down and took a deep breath.
Please put the doctor on the phone 'cause I'm not making any sense Blame everyone but me for this mess And my back has been breaking from this heavy heart We never seemed so far I'm hopelessly hopeful, you're just hopeless enough But we never had it at all
EPOV:
"Bella, I have to tell you something," I blurted out. "Bella, love."
And the record won't stop skipping And the lies just won't stop slipping And besides my reputation's on the line
BPOV:
Did he just say love?
We can fake it for the airwaves Force our smiles, baby, half dead From comparing myself to everyone else around me to everyone else around me everyone else around me everyone else around me
EPOV:
"I love you." She blushed and told me the most remarkable thing ever. "I love you too Edward, I have always loved you." Then I kissed her.