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Hey guys!! This is 'Undying Love' and for those of you who read 'Remember Me!' you will know that this is the story that was won with my 150th review. This story was won by 'GottaLoveVampires' and after reading she messaged me and told me she really loved it. So i thought it was about time i put it up on FanFiction.

This is the full summary: Bella's friends insist that popular boy Edward Masen likes her, but she refuses to believe. Edward does everything he can to get her attention and she finally agrees to go on a date. Bella quickly falls in love, but when tragedy strikes and Bella's heart is broken, she knows one thing in her life is certain - her love for Edward is undying...

This story as already been written so there will probably be a new chapter up every day!!

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"He doesn't!" I insisted glaring at my two best friends, "He seriously doesn't…" I said with more determination, but they weren't going to be fooled.

Hannah and Lizzie stared at me with sceptical eyes, "Sure he doesn't…" Hannah said nodding sarcastically.

Lizzie laughed, "Come on Bella, look at the evidence, he –"

"It's not a crime scene," I interrupted hoping to stop her, but Lizzie rolled her eyes and carried on.

"He bumps into you five times in the hallway, FIVE times! He stares at you across the lunch room, he asks Hannah's cousin, who's in his History class, about you everyday he sees her and gets more and more frustrated when she tells him nothing because she doesn't know you… Come on Bella!" she repeated again, eyes wide, hands stuck in mid air, "Edward likes you!"

I looked at my soda and shook my head softly, "Why would he like someone like me?" I asked.

"Ugh!" Hannah grunted, she grabbed my hand, "Listen to me girl, you need to get a hold of yourself, Edward likes you, and why shouldn't he? I would kill to have your long brown hair, your brown eyes and your flawless complexion, but I'm stuck with me. You need to get him!"

"Yeh," Lizzie agreed, "And if he likes you now, wait till he gets to know you!"

"You see that's just the thing! He doesn't know me!" I argued.

"And? People get together all the time and they don't know each other. They get to know each other, and you should get to know Edward!"

I sighed, "I'll think about it," I said ignoring Hannah as she mumbled, "Come on, breaks over we have to get back to the shop…" I said standing up.

They followed suit and grabbed their bags, "I'm asking Mrs Talon if I can get off early, I have to get home for my mum's birthday party…" Lizzie said as we walked back to the clothes shop we were lucky to have a job at.

"Tell her I said Happy Birthday…" I said as we walked through the doors and went to our separate ends of the shop.

It was a small shop but Mrs Talon was strict and so she tried to keep the three of us apart. Lizzie worked in the kids section, Hannah in the men's and me in the women's.

I watched cautiously as Lizzie approached Mrs Talon, she was an old woman, at least 70 years old, but she had every bit of fierceness in her and she didn't allow anyone to take her for a ride.

Lizzie worked her magic charm and got to leave at 4:30 as long as she cleaned the kid's area before she left so it would be easy for Hannah and I to keep an eye on it.

When she was done she smiled at the two of us, grabbed her bag and left. Hannah rolled her eyes and went into the back to pick up some stock while Mrs Talon excused herself from the till, telling me she was going to check up on the accounts and would be a while.

I finally had time to think, time to think about Edward. Everything my friends had said was true, he did collide with me in the corridors five times, he did glance at me from his lunch table. But to me that didn't mean anything, I would love to think it did, to think maybe he liked me, but that possibility seemed highly unlikely. It was true too that Edward was gorgeous, he had that look about him that would make every girl around him drool. He wasn't one of the geeks that sat in the corners but he wasn't one of the popular guys who hung out at the bleachers and went to parties every night. He was in between and so was I, did that mean we should date?

Apparently he was smart too, he was a straight A student who always took time to help people and do what was right. I would love to get to know a person like that, love to date one of them.

I knew in that moment that I did want to date Edward, I fancied him and he seemed sweet and kind. But the truth was, I didn't know how, I didn't know how to talk to a boy, I didn't know how to find out if he liked me, I didn't know how to ask someone out on a date, and I didn't know how to have a boyfriend. The idea of having one scared me.

I shook my head and bent down to fix a pair of shoes that had dropped of the bottom shelf. I heard footsteps in the shop and I hurried to get the shoes fixed. Mrs Talon hated her customers left waiting.

I slipped the shoes back onto the shelf and stood up.

Edward stood looking around the shop, his perfect brows furrowed, his lips pressed together in a curious line. I heard my breathing stop and I bit down on my lip.

The words I had in my head, the ones I'd used so many times before when welcoming a customer, flew out of my head and into thin air.

I watched Edward as he stood near the door, probably wondering why there was no-one in the store.

He was beautiful, that was true, every girl at Williamson High knew that. He was tall, I'd only reached his chest when I walked into him in the hall. His body was perfectly toned and his clothes sat just right. His face was handsome, the most magnificent I'd ever seen in my life. His hair was golden and messy. His jaw was hard, but it relaxed when he talked. His features were straight and angular, and fit him well. His lips were inviting and made my knees go weak. But the most amazing thing about him had to be his eyes. They were a deep green colour and anyone lucky enough to look into them would ultimately drown in them. They were welcoming and kind, they had a sweetness about them that belonged to Edward and only Edward. My mom used to say that a person's eyes represent their soul and Edward's eyes were open and not concealing anything.

I stared at him for a minute before what was happening took over me.

I bowed my head slightly, deeply hating Hannah for being in the back room, "Um, do you need any help?" I asked, thankful he'd turned so I was speaking to his back.

He spun around, "Oh!" he said his eyebrows lifting, "I wasn't sure if you were working today…" he said his lips breaking into a smile.

"You knew I worked here?" I asked him suspiciously.

His brows furrowed, "Um, yeh I remember someone saying you did… Anyway I was wondering if you could help me find something nice for a wedding I'm going to this weekend?" he said changing the subject.

"Men's isn't my department," I said pointing towards the back room.

"Oh," he frowned and said nothing else.

I knew if I went and got Hannah to help him I would get a lecture later and plus I kind of wanted to help him…

"But she's busy, I'll help you…" I said walking towards him.

His face lit up, "Thanks…" he said looking down at me, he was very tall.

"So what do you need?" I asked casually, looking at the clothes racks, I didn't want to look in his eyes…

"Um, I need a shirt… But I'm not very good at finding out what kind of thing suits me…"

I nodded, "It's okay, I'll sort you out…" I made the mistake of looking into his eyes, he gazed at me for what seemed to be an eternity.

His eyes were kind and smiling down at me, I swallowed hard but he spoke first, "I'm sorry about bumping into you in the halls…" he said quietly.

"Don't worry about it…" I whispered, my mouth was too dry.

He smiled and looked at the shirts, "Oh!" I said snapping out of my day dream and turning to look at the clothes.

I flitted through a rack of shirts, I looked at what he was wearing now, "You suit light colours…" I noted how his light blue shirt complemented him.

"Thanks…" he said looking down at himself, I rolled my eyes.

I lifted five shirts, ranging from white to every shade of blue and for the sake of it I lifted a pink shirt.

"Here," I handed him the shirts and started walking towards the dressing rooms.

"Pink?" he asked incredulously, "Are you joking?" he asked, I could hear the smile in his voice.

I shook my head and was glad he couldn't see my face, I was laughing hysterically, "Pink is a light colour," I said, involuntarily letting a giggle escape my lips.

"And not my colour," he said as I stopped at the dressing room, there were only two in the shop.

I turned and looked at him, he stood with all the shirts in his left hand and the pink one in his right. He was looking at it with raised eyebrows.

"You're not going to make me try this on?" he pleaded.

I nodded, "Just try it, I won't laugh, I promise…"

"So you'll stay to see which one is the best one?" he asked stepping closer to me, he gazed down at me with hopeful eyes.

"That's my job," I answered breathlessly.

He smiled, "Okay, I'll try on the pink one, but you have to promise me you won't laugh…"

"I promise…" I said smiling and placing my hand over my heart.

He smiled again and walked into the dressing room, and to my surprise and embarrassment he

winked at me as he pulled the rail over.

I sat down on the seats that were placed for family and friends and waited.

I heard him laugh and suddenly he pulled the rail over and stepped out.

He was wearing the pink shirt, he came out and pulled the edges down.

"What do you think?" he asked, suddenly he placed his hands on his hips and struck a pose,

pouting his lips and tilting his chin towards the ceiling.

I threw my hand over my mouth to stop from laughing and he frowned, "You promised!" he scowled.

"You made me laugh! The shirt was fine until you struck a pose!" I giggled.

He laughed with me and shrugged, "It is nice isn't it?" he said looking in the mirror, "I think I'll get it, but I won't wear it to the wedding, my brother will laugh at me…" he said.

"Is that whose getting married?" I asked as he stepped back inside the dressing room to try on another.

"My older brother yeh, but my younger brother will laugh at me if I wore that, he's going through that phase when he thinks pink belongs to girls…"

"Oh, how old is he?" I asked curiously.

"Jasper is nine and Emmett is twenty two…" he said, "Two brothers, no sisters… You?"

"Only child," I answered him.

"Oh…" he said coming out of the dressing room again. He was wearing the white shirt, "What about this one?" he asked.

"Twirl," I commanded straight faced.

He frowned and looked at me, "Okay…" he laughed, he turned one full circle and then stopped.

"Well?" he asked.

I nodded, "It's nice… Try the others…" I said as he nodded, smiled and went back into the dressing room.

We decided upon the light blue shirt and I went to the till to pack up the two shirts. He followed me and looked around the shop, "It's pretty empty huh?" he asked.

"Yeh, we never get much costumers, the three of us are lucky to have jobs here…" I said as I typed in the prices.

"You and your friends?" he asked.

"Yeh, Hannah is in the back, she's the one who does the men's area…" I said.

"So I'm lucky I got you then…" he said smiling.

I moved my gaze from his eyes and towards the till, "That's twenty two please…"

He opened his wallet and handed me thirty dollars. I got his change and tried to avoid looking at him, unsuccessfully.

I gazed into his eyes for a long minute and then back at the till, "Here you go…" I said handing him the money and his receipt.

Our hands brushed as I gave him the money and I tried to ignore the blush of colour that appeared on my cheeks.

"So, what time do you get off?" he asked.

"Um, six…" I said glancing behind him at the clock, it was five thirty.

"Do you want to maybe…Go for dinner or something?" he asked.

"Um, I can't I have to meet my mum and dad for dinner…" I replied my heart thrumming in my chest at his sudden words... He did like me.

He began to speak again when Mrs Talon walked through the door. "Did you need some help?" she asked Edward.

I looked at her with wide eyes, for the length of time I'd spent with Edward, I'd forgotten that anyone else existed. I looked back at him and he had the same surprised expression as me.

"Um no, I was just leaving…" he turned to me, "Thank-you…" he said smiling.

"Don't mention it… Have fun at the wedding…" I said.

He nodded and headed for the door, I watched him leave.

I wasn't sure if I was happy or sad that Mrs Talon had interrupted us…

She turned to look at me, "He looked happy," she commented.

"Yeh, he got a shirt for his brothers wedding…" I said closing the till.

"I wasn't talking about what he'd bought honey, he's got the eyes for you…" she smiled.

"What!" I said blushing.

"Trust me honey, that boy is head over heals for you… I can tell, it's in his eyes and the way he looks at you…" she shook her head and smiled, "And the way he smiles, he's memorizing you… He thinks you're too good to be true…"

I shook my head, confused at her rare kind words.

"The old are wise, dear…" she said walking behind the counter, "Go on and get you area cleaned and then you can go home early..."

I walked to the women's area, glancing out the window discreetly to see if Edward was still there…

I heard a bang and turned to see Hannah walking out of the back room with about twenty shoe boxes balanced in her hands.

She kept her head down and walked to the men's shoes.

I finished fixing the shoes and then moved on to the clothes. I watched from the corner of my eye as Mrs Talon went into the back. I glanced up at Hannah's back and she turned to see if Mrs Talon had gone. Then she turned and ran towards me, a smile breaking out across her face. She grabbed my upper arms and started bouncing up and down on the spot.

"OH MY GOD! He so likes you!" she squealed.

"You were listening?" I asked incredulously.

She nodded and laughed, "Of course I was listening!"

"Why didn't you come out? He was your customer!" I complained.

She stopped bouncing and looked at me with sarcastic eyes, "Did you want me to come out? Honestly?" she asked.

I stayed silent and she laughed, she began bouncing again, "Edward likes you!" she shouted jumping up and down, repeating her words over and over.

I began to laugh when I saw someone standing at the door of the shop. I stopped and so did Hannah when she saw my distraction.

She turned to see what I was staring wide eyed at. I saw her mouth drop open as she took in Edward at the front of the store.

He stood looking at us, his lips pressed together to stop his smile, "I forgot my bag…" he said walking in to the shop.

Hannah let go of me and walked to her side of the shop, I could see her blush.

My cheeks were on fire as I walked to the till. His bag was still on the counter, I lifted it and turned to give it to him, "Sorry…" I said quietly.

"Don't worry about it," he smiled, "It was my fault…"

I nodded, in a daze and he turned to walk back out of the shop.

I heard a small laugh from behind me, I turned to see Mrs Talon walk out from the back of the shop.

"Did you know that he left his bag behind?" I asked incredulously.

"Did he know? I have a feeling that was planned my dear…" she said pushing her glasses up her nose and smiling gently.

I turned in shock to look at Hannah, she stared back at me and then she smiled, "He so likes you!" she laughed.

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