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My Life Would Suck Without You

For the next few days I helped Edward pack after I was finished with classes. Since he always insisted that less is more, he kept trying to pack only two or three shirts and a pair of jeans. Well and underwear of course.

"You need more than three shirts, Edward!" I insisted once again.

"Yeah, yeah" He mumbled and played another chord on the guitar. He took the pencil from his ear and wrote something down in his notebook. After he finished placing the pencil back behind his ear, he grabbed his cigarette from the other one.

He struck a match against the bottom of his converse and put it against the cigarette. I sighed as he inhaled the poison.

"Those are going to kill you" I pointed out. It had become almost a tradition for me to point such obvious things out to him.

"Among other things" Was his typical reply. I shook my head and grabbed more t-shirts from his closet and stuffed them in the suitcase.

"See, this is why I called you over for a suitcase check. I knew you would know what to do" Edward complimented and I laughed.

"No problem, diva" I replied. He glared at me for a second before shaking his head and going back to his music. I grabbed his IPod from his closet where his clothing and keyboard is, the most expensive item he has, and selected a song from my playlist and continued packing his suitcase.

I still remember the day when Emmett teased Edward for letting me put "chick" songs on his IPod. That, of course, was before he and Rosalie started dating and he became her bitch.

I sang the song under my breath and swung my hips to the rhythm. Packing the suitcase went much quicker this way and made it kind of fun.

"Damn Bella. I thought you said you didn't dance" Edward said from behind me. I turned quickly which made the ear buds rip out of my ears since I had tucked the IPod under a pile of clothes so I could use both hands.

"Ow" I whined. Edward laughed and got up from his futon. I watched warily as he made his way over to me. He kissed my forehead and grabbed the ear buds. He put them back in my ear and smirked.

"Sorry for causing you to injure yourself" He said and took another drag of his cigarette and blew it in my face. I growled and smacked his arm.

"That's disgusting Edward!" He always had to ruin perfect moments. He chuckled and went back to strumming on his guitar. After I finished the packing I turned the IPod off and relaxed on the futon, listening to Edward pick out the chords he liked.

"Are you excited?" I asked after a while. He put his guitar to the side and put out his cigarette before placed his body between mine and the couch so my back was to him. He started running his fingers through my hair so I closed my eyes.

"Yeah, and a little worried" He murmured. I nodded in understanding. Now if I could just get the guts to tell him what I've been thinking about for the past few days.

"That's understandable. I mean, this is your life on the line. I wish I could go with you guys" I replied, trying to hint that I wanted to go. He kissed the back of my head.

"Me too" I smiled.

"Well then, why don't I?" I asked, squeezing my eyes shut, hoping for the best now that it was out there. He stopped playing with my hair and sat up.

"You have school, Bella" he stated. I got up and turned my body towards him.

"It doesn't matter to me—"

"Doesn't matter? Bella, that's your future!" He interrupted.

"But it's not what I want. I want to go with you guys!" I insisted. He shook his head and stood up.

"No Bella. You don't know what you are talking about" He muttered, leaving me to go to the kitchen.

"Of course I know what I'm talking about! College isn't for me! I was only going for Charlie!" I said getting louder. He wouldn't even listen to my point of view.

"Don't you get it Bella?!" He yelled, turning back to me.

"You're the only one of us who has a shot of doing something with your life! I can't let you ruin that" His normally lively green eyes were glaring at me. I took a deep breath before continuing.

"What do you mean? The band is going to get a record deal" I insisted. He shook his head and ran his hand through his bronze hair.

"We're heading to LA to see someone who is thinking of giving us a shot, if he's even legit. Even if he does give a shot, it doesn't guarantee we will actually make it. Bella, you have to stay here and get your degree" He replied, almost pleading.

"But….but I—" I started but I couldn't think of anything to say. He smiled a little when I pouted.

"We'll be back" he guaranteed. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me close. I let his scent distract me for now. He may have won today, but I would win the war. I'm just going to have to make him see reason.

A/N: Please let me know if you are reading. I mean, I'm going to post chapters anyways because I'm writing this to try to get back into the hang of things, but it would be nice if someone was actually reading it as well. Lol

Thank you.