DISCLAIMER:I am not Stephenie Meyer. I do not own Twilight (except a copy of the amazing book), Twilight fics I find, are fun to write. I do not own the song- credit goes to the wonderful Taylor Swift. And HELLOOO! I'm Kate! Who just owns this computer x)

Hey guys, it's Kate :)
This story is written by me (and not with Sarah), I thought I could give my writing a try without having help from Sarah.
So this song is based on Taylor Swift's, You Belong With Me. I love her new album and all her songs are amazing :D
I hope you guys enjoy this, it's going to be short-as you can tell by the length of the chapters- they may become longer- and yeah, that's about it. So, enjoy!

Chapter One: She Doesn't Get Your Humour Like I Do.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. Please forgive my foolishness." Edward was on the phone once again begging for forgiveness. He had just told Tanya a joke- that I found pretty funny- but apparently she didn't find it so laughable. His cell phone was always going off and he always had to excuse himself to take the call. It always ended with a fight- over something Edward would say- and then an hour of lying on his bed talking for hours about whatever the case was. To me, this was completely ridiculous.

"Tanya, I'm sorry," his voice changed from upset to a desperate tone. "I love you."

The floor I was lying on suddenly felt as if it dropped and there was nothing to catch me, nothing to break my fall. My heart became weak at the three most powerful words you could ever imagine. And I couldn't take it any longer.

I rolled my eyes, trying not to listen to his conversation, and shut my math textbook closed with a booming thump created afterwards. His tone became more abrupt and demanding that I could feel my eyelids shutting and my breathing became more careful and slow.

I grabbed my bag from underneath his desk and began shoving my books in when his sudden calm voice stopped me.

"... just one minute," he said into the phone then held it against his chest. His emerald eyes bore into mine. I was sure to be blushing. "Bella, are you leaving?" his eyes sparkled as it became pleading.

I only nodded once and zipped up my bag, getting up from his floor and throwing it over my shoulder.

"Bella wait-"

"It's okay. You'll solve it without my help." Was the last thing I said before running out of his room, down the stairs and out of the house. I didn't even say hello to his mother, Esme, when she greeted me.

I was so thankful I had driven myself to school today. Usually Edward would give me a lift but today he picked up Tanya. He offered to come get me to but Tanya and I had our ups and downs. We're not exactly friends so I declined. I had a pretty good vehicle- well I'm the only one that thinks my '53 Chevy's truck was in good condition- that still worked. I loved the thing no matter what anyone says.

I got into the red truck slamming the door a little furiously and before Edward could come run out to stop me, I jabbed the keys into the ignition and stepped on the pedal as fast as I could, backing up from the driveway and onto the road again.

I was proud of myself that the tears stopped streaming but then again, I got used to it. There were no more salt water left in me to cry out.

I drove down the long narrow road, my hands gripped onto the wheel tightly- afraid if I let go, I would break into pieces. It was late in the evening. Every Tuesday nights I'd go to Edward's house for some math help and like every day, our sessions would be interrupted by Tanya. I've always asked myself, when would this ever end? Apparently never if he loves her.

I shook my head at myself. My thoughts always wandered off to things that weren't even my business. Sure, Edward and I had been best friends since forever. Our mothers are best friends, that's how we know each other. I should be happy for Edward right? He tells me all this feelings towards her almost every day that sometimes it kills me to be listening to him going on about the girl he loves. I being the good friend that I am, sits there for hours and takes any pain that comes with the consequence. If Edward was happy, I should be happy too and not drowning myself with Ben and Jerry's ice cream with Alice while watching the world's greatest romantic films created. Why should I be the one to suffer?

It was raining by the time I got home. Then again, when was it ever sunny? This was Forks, Washington, the worst state you could ever live in the continental U.S if you hated the cold. Or any wet things. Why Charlie and Renee wanted to buy a house here was beyond me. But I was glad they did. If they hadn't, I wouldn't have met the amazing friends that I have now. So no regrets to that.

"Bells?" Charlie- my dad, though I call him by his name behind his back- called from our living room. I could hear our new stereo was being blasted with a baseball game that was going on from the sounds of the screaming and cheering with the announcers in the background.

"Yeah?" I managed to choke out through my rough voice. I did a double of myself at the mirror making sure any traces of my little emotional breakdown was unreadable. When I kicked off my shoes I stood behind the sofa of where Charlie was siting.

"How was uh... Edwards?" he wasn't really paying attention to the poor attempt of conversation he had tried to make.

"The math was easy, I get it now. Thanks for asking."

"Uh-huh. I ordered in pizza it's in the kitchen." his eyes still focused on the plasma screen he purchased a while ago. Ever since that day he brought it home, he was glued to it.

"I'm just going to bed. Goodnight."

"Night." I ran up the stairs nearly tripping on the top stair. When was I ever going to be able to walk up the stairs without not having to fall?

I quickly changed into a pair of old sweats and a blue cami. I didn't care what I wore to bed. No one was going to see me dressed like this. But when Alice came over, it was goodbye sweats and hello short-shorts.

I flopped down on my bed immediately burrying my head into my pillow. I forced myself to be strong, not to cry. I could handle it. It wasn't like this was the first time it ever happened. They've been going on for almost six months now. I was lucky enough to survive half a year. I just don't know if my heart could take it anymore.

I rolled over so I was lying on my back and lazily turned on my dock and putting on Edward's playlist from my iPod. It was a collection of songs he composed. Some were just instrumental and others, he sang. And he had an amazing voice.

I let the calm, soft melody of his new song flow in the room as I closed my eyes and relaxed. The rhythm was slow paced like all his other songs but this one felt like it had more meaning behind it. It was so strong, so powerful and filled with passion that it makes me want to somehow squeal. Squeal because only Edward had given me a copy of his new song. So only I had heard it. I was the first.

Of course Tanya would be the first but sadly, she didn't appreciate her own boyfriend's music. He even composed a couple of pieces for her and let me listen to them but I refused to. It would make me even more angry with her. He put so much time and soul into his pieces but she disliked them saying, "Ew. Put on some Girlicious or something." then she literally took out the CD- in his car- and threw it out the window then popped in her CD. I looked at Edward's eyes through the mirror and they were filled with hurt and it killed me.

That night he called me first thing after he dropped me off home- we had gone to the movies. Edward wanted Tanya and I to bond. Not that we fought, we just parted whenever one of us would be near each other- asking me what he did wrong and why she didn't like it. I of course told him the things he wanted to hear, the things that made him feel better, and he thanked me after saying I was a great friend. Just a friend and nothing more.

I was interrupted by the tapping coming from the other side of my door. "Come in!" I yelled not bothering to pause the song.

Charlie's head popped in as he held our black cordless phone out. "It's Alice." he told me then handed it to me.

"Thanks."

He smiled then walked out closing the door behind him.

"Hello?"

"Edward called. He told me you just walked out on him." she would know why. I always told Alice everything.

"Another fight." I didn't need to use full sentences to explain what happened.

"It's okay Bella, they're both idiots. She's just using him because he's Mr. popular, captain of the basketball team and she's Miss. Queen wanna be, captain of the cheerleading team. She thinks that's how it's suppose to be in high school and he's just blind because he obviously doesn't see a good thing until it's gone." I knew her last sentence referred to me. She always said things to make me feel better.

"I'm just so tired of this Alice. I'm like a third wheel. It's never going to end."

"You're a good friend Bella. You have patience for him. Trust me, it's not going to last long with the way those two argue all the time. I can feel it."

"Psychic," I mumbled into the phone half laughing. "You told me that the first time they argue which was about two days in the relationship which was about six months ago."

"Well, this time I'm positive." she assured me. I rolled my eyes, how could she know? "Don't roll your eyes at me!" she giggled. Remind me not to sigh on the phone, that was usually the first clue when I rolled my eyes. That's how she could tell but she just says shes a psychic, she can always "see".

"Don't be too sure," my tone became dull. "I just hope he makes the right decisions. I want him to be happy."

"Are you listening to those slow songs again? Bella, you're just going to make the situation worse for yourself! And speaking of happy, you deserve to smile every now and then Bella. Do you know how many tubs of Ben and Jerry's we have gone through the past weeks? I gained four pounds Bella!"

I rolled my eyes even harder. "Alice you're barely a hundred pounds! Stop worrying!"

"I don't want to be a triple number Bella!" she whined. "And stop trying to change the subject."

"Look, it's never going to end. Let's face it. I should face it and just move on with my life. I can't wait for him forever." I whispered the last part as a single tear escaped my eye.

"You know him better than she does. She'll never know him like you do. He's an idiot Bella, I'm telling you. Now get some rest and please don't cry yourself to sleep. I'll see you tomorrow bright and early!"

"I fail to keep my promises. Goodnight."

"Bella..." she said in a warning tone but I hung up before she could go on any further.

I tossed the phone on the bed and it landed on the floor. I was to lazy, to weak to get up and give it back to Charlie. It wasn't like he was expecting a phone call anyway.

I rolled over on my bed so I was stuffing my face with the pillow again and closed my eyes forcing sleep to take over.

Alice was right. She'll never know him like I do.

Review please :) It'll help me make my decision if I should continue or not. I'm not sure if the same idea was done before, I hadn't got a chance to look around, so I don't know if it's over done or something. Anyway, hope you liked it (:

Thanks for giving it a try. It means a lot.

-KaTe.