AN: OMG, wow people are actually responding to this story. I'll admit it makes me kind of nervous the more people read it. I love the reviews; it answered some of my unspoken questions about this story. I got more alerts (: ..I'm doing this chapter in BPOV because it will make some things make more sense. So on with it..

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BPOV

"Later"

I heard the door open and close, sighing I got up to clean myself up. When I got to the mirror I felt ridiculous. Why did I start crying? Edward was just irritated at something and took it out on me, I assumed. He didn't even care about my 'alleged' date. He should know me better, I don't date, especially when I've already made my mind up about loving someone.

That's another thing; I have been falling hard for Edward for quite some time now. Every time I think about it, which is all the time, I feel stupid. Why would I think Edward loved me? You can't just love someone already, you need a relationship don't you?

I mean I've known him for a while, that's just a friendship though. Well love never specifies what type of relationship. Gosh this is so confusing, maybe I should go on a date. With who though? It needs to be someone special, special enough to risk Edward getting the wrong impression.

I ran to my room and grabbed my phone, I skimmed the contact list. I paused for a second, what would be a great way to see if Edward loves me? What if I became a bisexual? Maybe went on a date with Angela? Possibly, it could explain my emotional outburst; normally people who change there orientation are sensitive about it.

"Perfect." I said aloud.

I know Angela is bisexual, and has been for a while, so there's no question if she's ok with it. Ah, but wait, the media. How would I explain this? I wouldn't have too, I've been pretty good with keeping my personal life to myself. What about my celebrity friends? They would for sure find out, celebrities know everything about other celebrities. I sighed aloud, this is ridiculous, I'd never go through with it. I could really hurt Edward in the end. What would I say to him? Oh I pretended to be gay, sorry about that, so you love me, I love you too. Absolutely not, I need a plan B.

Jacob.

I've known Jake for a couple years now, he's been trying to get with me, but I kindly declined. Being in a world of media and gossip it's just not worth it. There dead set on the fact that me and Edward are together, ha-ha I wish. Back to my dilemma, I feel like either way, by doing this it makes it seem like I'm not even in love with him. It's not though right, it's just real curiosity.

I need to call someone.

Rosalie.

I dialed her number and pressed the phone to my ear. Ring-Ring.

"Hello."

"Hey Rose."

"Hey Bells, what's up."

I sighed and closed my eyes.

"Is it Edward?"

"How'd you guess?'"

"Well you've been stressing for a couple months now about him, and for the past couple of weeks it's become more pronounced."

"Have I really?"

"Bella you should really talk to him."

"That's actually a really bad idea."

"It's the only way to find out, wouldn't you like that, to know the truth?"

"It's funny that you mentioned truth"

"Why are you saying that?"

"Well, I thought that maybe if I were to go on a date, orevenbecomebisexual-"

"Wait what. Repeat the last part."

I sighed, "I said that if I pretend to be bisexual, I could see if he really loves me."

"That's a horrible idea, Bella that will just create more confusion."

"I wouldn't let it." I inquired.

"Bella let's say he does love you, and you tell him your going to go on a date, with a girl, how do you think he would respond?"

"Exactly Rosalie, he would respond in a way someone who loves you would."

"What if he pretends to make it not a big deal?"

"He wouldn't do that, he would be honest."

"You know I find it difficult to talk to someone who already has there mind made up."

"I know what I want, I will do everything to get it."

"More like anything and what about the media?"

"What about them?"

"They'll find out Bella, not everyone in L.A. exactly agrees with being someone in the GLAAD community. It's not worth your fans, or your career."

"It's worth Edward."

"Bella-"

I hung up, I had heard enough, she told me exactly what I wanted to here. I heard the door open, my heart sort of stopped. I walked out into the hallway to greet him.

"Hey. Edward."

"Wow, hey. I ran into the paps, not fun."

"Oh sorry about that, I wish I could control it."

It was silent after that, I glanced down and saw my schedule book in his hands.

"So you got the schedule?"

He looked down at his hands and then handed it to me. I opened it and flipped through it.

"Well I have an interview tomorrow with Celebrity news."

"Oh good, you want me to come?"

"Sure that would be awesome."

He glanced at the countertop and I saw Chinese food. Yum I actually was craving some of that.

"I thought that maybe you could use a day off a dinner-duty."

"Thanks." I smiled really big.

He winked and started unloading the bag. We watched television and ate, we talked a lot too. It just confirmed why I was putting so much on the line for him. After a while I got tired and headed to bed.

When I turned to say goodnight we locked eyes just like earlier this morning.

He came up and touched my cheek and said, "Sleep well."

I whispered, "You too."

He went to his room and shut the door; I was still standing there dumbstruck. When he touched my cheek a fire lighted in me, which made me so happy and all the more confused. I definitely have to do this. I went to my room and shut the door, and picked up my phone.

Ring-Ring

"Hello"

"Hey, I've been meaning to call you.."

AN: Hmm, Angela or Jacob? Isn't it weird the choices? I hope you like this chapter, I did.