A/N : WOOOOOOW. I AM SO PROUD OF MYSELF! Haha, so much homework. Way too much, and im still managing to pull out chapters from up my sleeve! Go me! I do it for you guys, if I havent already told you.. I love you guys. Your reviews make me smile. I mean, this is my first story, I didnt expect much.. but this is truly better than I would have thought. Thanks for taking your time to read this story that came from the jungles of my mind. Looove you guys. The song in here is 'No Air' by Jordin Sparks and Chris Brown. Again, you can always use whatever music you think works best. But that song helped me write this chapter.
EPOV
I couldn't believe it. I didn't understand. Firstly, I was furious at myself, for making Bella upset. Secondly, I was exceptionally confused. Why was she so sad? She has a boyfriend, this shouldn't have bothered her. I let my mind wander into thinking that she may like me too. But no, she has Jacob, and he loves her. You could tell by the way he looked at her that he was head over heels for her.
Once Alice, Emmett, and I, returned home, I sank back into the couch. I couldn't understand these feelings, sometimes I wished I could just read minds.
"Edward," Alice sat on the floor near my head. "What's wrong?" She frowned at me, she looked concerned. It wouldn't hurt to tell her, so I did. I told her all about how I met Bella. I told her that Bella makes me feel happy, whole. As well as the frustration I feel because I can't have her, because Jacob had told me to stay away. Emmett came to hear the story as well, but I was surprised at Alice's reaction. Once I had said Bella's name, her mouth hung open through the story and she stared wide eyed at me. Emmett had a more normal reaction; he patted my back and headed to the fridge.
"Bella…Swan?" Alice asked, still wide eyed.
"Yeah," I was surprised that she knew her. "How do you know her?"
"I met her at the club…" she looked up at the ceiling, lost in her own thoughts. I frowned, recalling the event.
"Wait!" Alice flung her hand up as if to stop traffic. "You said she has a boyfriend?" She raised an eyebrow, like she was questioning my sanity. I nodded, and she stared at me like I was missing something crucially obvious.
"No, no." She shook her head at me. "She told me she was single, and this was two hours ago. She never told you she had a boyfriend, you heard it second hand." She smiled at herself, proud that she solved a setback. Suddenly, I felt better, maybe she did like me. I was also angrier at myself for letting her see me like that at the club. Not only was I angry at myself, but someone else too.
I hopped off the couch and grabbed the phone, hoping Bella wouldn't pick up. Not that I wouldn't love to hear her voice, to tell her I was sorry, but she wasn't the person I needed to talk to.
"Hello?" A husky voice answered. Perfect.
"Hello, Jacob," I said as politely as I could manage.
"Edward? Why the hell did you call? I told you to stay away from her. " He growled at me on the last sentence.
"I didn't need to talk to her; I wanted to talk to you, actually" Jacob paused, waiting to hear what I had to say. "You're very clever Jacob. However, I don't appreciate mind games. How long are you going to be playing this game? Why not tell her you love her and see what she has to say. You can't keep hiding her from others like that, Jacob, Bella wouldn't be happy." Jacob stayed quiet while I spoke, though, he did speak right before he hung up.
"May the best man win, Edward." He sneered before the line went dead.
BPOV
I ran into the house, sobbing loudly. I flung myself onto the couch, threatening to never leave it again. I knew going out was a bad idea. I couldn't understand why Edward was avoiding me. Then again, I could.
I was plain, ordinary, I wasn't even pretty. And he was…perfect. It was obvious to see why he wouldn't be interested in me. Still, I couldn't help but not be angry at him. Why would I be? He was only my friend, and nothing else. If he wanted to be with other girls, it shouldn't bother me. But it did, and I couldn't understand it. Maybe I liked him. Yeah, that must be it.
Two warm hand wrapped around my waist.
"Edward..?" I croaked, my voice was still thick with sobbing.
"No." I could feel the annoyance, the hate, in my best friends tone. "Are you okay?" I just shrugged, I was too tired, too upset, to move in any other way. The phone rang loudly, and I groaned. Jacob let me go to answer the phone. Once he was in the other room, I wrapped my arms around my waist as if to hold something in, so that I wouldn't fall apart. I knew I was being ridiculous, and I didn't care.
Jacob reappeared into the room and sat on the couch in front of me. He crossed his arms and looked at me sternly.
"Angela called." He paused, leaning forward. "Why would you run away from the club, Bella? You had her so worried; she thought she may have to call the police!" Before I could answer, the phone rang again. He sighed loudly, getting up, and again disappeared into the other room. I closed my eyes, trying to sleep. If Jacob thought I was asleep, I wouldn't have to answer his questions. When Jacob returned he looked anxious, he paced the room a couple of time before he sat back down on the couch. I could feel my eyes get heavy. I closed them, trying to breathe evenly. As I felt my conscious slip away, I heard these last few words, "I love you, Bella." Maybe I was dreaming of Edward already.
JPOV
Once I hung up the phone. I paced the room anxiously. I wondered if telling her would be the right thing to do. Yes, I would tell her, before Edward did for me. Maybe she felt the same way about me. After all, we had been best friends for two years.
I sat down in front of her; maybe I would wait before springing that on her. I saw her eyelids start to droop. No, I had to do this now, before she falls asleep. I was about to pour my heart in front of the girl of my dreams.
"I love you, Bella." There. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I smiled to myself, knowing I had shared with her how I felt. I look over to her, damn, she was asleep. I had shared my most personal secret, as she slept through it. I sighed; maybe I would tell her again in the morning. I heard her stir in her sleep and looked at her.
"I love you too," She said, half asleep. My heart skipped a beat, my pulse quickened. She did feel the same way. "Edward…did you hear me, I love you too" she repeated. My heart stopped. She didn't feel the same way about me. She loved Edward, not me. I could practically hear my heart ripping, tearing into shreds. I got up, grabbed my coat, and headed outside. The wind bit at my face as I got into my car and drove to nowhere. She didn't like me. I felt the pit of my stomach twist and turn, my frown was plastered to my face and my eyes stung. She didn't love me.
I turned on the radio; my hands were shaking as I put it back onto the steering wheel. I was only ever a friend to her. A small tear rolled down my cheek.
But somehow I'm still alive inside
you took my breath, but I survived
I don't know how, but I don't even care
So how do you expect me
to live alone with just me
'Cause my world revolves around you
it's so hard for me to breathe
She doesn't love me, she never had.
A/N: Awwww. Sad, right? RIGHT? haha, well it will get happier..! Once this situation is..dealt with. I mean, go get her Edward! right? right? yeah, tehe. Kay, review my lovely people.
