Disclaimer: Twilight, uh, not mine.

A/N: Okay, so here is chapter 7! Thank you to everyone who reviewed. But as of now is not letting me reply back so know that I am grateful! There is an OC in here who was inspired by a reader who helped me oh so much- Lilly Romanov. And thanks so much to Leafdrop for her rockin' beta skills! Now I'll stop so you can read…and hopefully enjoy!

Angels Sing Gods Play the Piano: Chapter 7

BPOV

We both stood outside the exit door of the cafeteria, the sky somehow went from an orange haze to a murky gray in a matter of seconds.

"This was a mistake." Neither of us had been speaking so I jumped when I heard his voice.

"Huh?"

"Coming out here, for the 'picnic,' it was a mistake," he said simply.

"Right…," part of me was hurt and my chin started to tremble. Come on now, Bella, don't cry. I said nothing further.

I could still feel my eyes burning with tears that wanted escape. I clenched my fists together and clamped my mouth shut, not wanting to give into the sob that was waiting to cry out. Why did he have so much effect on me?

I felt Edward shift next to me and then I felt hands on my shoulders. A shock made me jump, but Edward must have thought I was trying to get away and immediately stepped back. Another moment passed before he spoke, "Listen, I'm sorry." I kept my eyes concentrated on a crack in the sidewalk.

"I mean, I didn't mean to ask you-," he stopped when I finally choked out a sob. "No, no. I didn't mean it like that."

I looked up at him, hoping he could see the plain confusion in my eyes. He ran a frantic hand through his hair, "Ugh, this isn't coming out right…"

He started fidgeting. I was taken back. Anytime I saw him, he always looked so self-assured. "Edward?"

He stopped his pacing and turned to me. "Yes?"

"Just say it." My curiosity was raging.

"Fine," he took a deep breath and then looked at me. "You see, when I first saw you, I felt…something different than before. And you seemed pretty happy to meet me, so I tried to get you to notice me again, but-" I put a hand up to stop him.

"Felt something different? Is that supposed to be an insult? I mean, sorry I ran into you, but I didn't mean to-"

"No, that's not what I'm trying to say." I arched an eyebrow, but he ignored the gesture. "If you would let me finish…" I nodded and he did. "But then when I waved to you, you just…ignored me. I guess you can say I was surprised."

"Surprised?"

"Yes. I mean, well, anytime I've ever waved at a girl, they were more than happy to wave back."

"Oh, so you thought I would just need to wave back. Is that right?" I felt the tears again, except this time they weren't from gloom.

"No! Bella, could you just listen?"

"Well how do you expect me to react when first you tell me I was being rude for bumping into you and then you thought I would be just like any other girl? That just because you helped me with my papers and waved to me and smiled and…" by now I was getting caught up in the memory of his beautiful smile and his eyes.

"Did you just say 'oh his eyes'? My eyes? I didn't know you thought they were so great." He was smirking by now and I was pretty sure my face was flushed.

I tightened my fists. "And that's another thing about you! You're so arrogant and so prideful!"

"I have to be!" He exclaimed with such accusation that I was confused.

"What do you mean, 'you have to be'?"

"As if you don't know!"

"What am I supposed to know? You are so confusing. You know that? One minute you're smiling and being friendly and the next you're completely dismissing my existence and-" I didn't have time to finish my rant because somewhere between the time that I was yelling about his dizzying personality, he had been moving towards me. It wasn't until I told him of his oblivious attitude towards me that I realized that I had been talking around his mouth. That his lips were slowly humming over my own and I had unknowingly been moving my lips on his as I spoke.

But when I did realize, my heart began thundering and my pulse felt like it was on fire. It was just Edward's lips over mine, and my brain was starting to go dizzy from him. My fingers felt instinctively drawn to grasp his silky hair and my arms felt an urge to wind against him. So I did.

I felt him smile against my lips as his own arms wrapped around my waist.

I had never kissed anybody without knowing them far longer than I had known Edward, but it felt like we had connected through this kiss in a way more than physically. And as cliché as it may sound, I felt as if our lips were fit for each other's.

Though, too soon, Edward pulled away. My breathing was ragged and I struggled to collect a healthy amount of oxygen. My bones felt like they were alive and my veins were basically buzzing.

I plopped onto the cold cement steps and ducked my head into my fists. I heard Edward sit next to me.

It was then that I wondered if the…pleasure I had felt was only one-sided. An ache of despair surged through me when I realized that Edward was probably regretting ever kissing me.

I felt my frame begin to shake with a fresh round of tears.

It was then that I felt a hand on my knee. There was that feeling again. He couldn't possibly tell me that he didn't feel it.

Slowly, I turned my head to face him. And then I knew it. Deep within his green eyes was my answer. He had felt it too.

But of course, he didn't care.

Why should he? Someone like him could probably get a girl far better than me. Besides, what about that girl he was holding when I was waiting for my audition?

"Bella?" I didn't answer.

"Bella, tell me what's wrong. Why are you crying?"

"What was that for?" I was truly hoping his answer would prove all of my assumptions wrong. That he would tell me that he felt what I felt, that he wanted to kiss me again.

He opened his to say something, but then closed it. He took a deep breath and just as he looked as if he was about to say something-anything- I stood up and started walking.

"Bella? Where are you going?"

I didn't bother to look over my shoulder; I knew that if I did, all I would be able to do was feel even more pathetic for even thinking that Edward Cullen had taken interest in me.

I began to hear footsteps along the sidewalk that I knew could only belong to Edward so I picked up my pace, silently hoping that I wouldn't trip.

Then I began to run. My emotions seemed to overwhelm me and my balance stayed composed. Finally, my tears released.

I felt so used. He didn't even say anything back to me. And I knew he felt it. He had to have. Maybe I was overreacting, though…he was about to say something. But I knew it was too late. I ran like a coward and I knew I couldn't muster enough courage to go back to him.

This was probably what he wanted though. Test the water before deciding whether he wanted to jump in. Oh god, that was a horrible analogy.

Finally my knees became weak and, though I knew I was still on campus, I didn't know what area I was at.

I didn't really care though. I found a set of steps and placed myself on them, feeling exasperated.

But in the time that we had been kissing, I felt so many things at once. I felt safe, confused, touched, wanted, and so many other things that I'm surprised I didn't pass out.

Why though? Why had he kissed me? He was saying that he had to be arrogant and prideful, for what? But what hurt the most was that the kiss felt so right. To be with him felt so right.

I had been so caught up in my thoughts, that I didn't notice when I felt a hand on my shoulder, but when I did the hand was shaking me.

Part of me wished it was Edward behind me, another part felt it would crumble if it was him.

When I finally turned around, I was only half surprised to see that it was not Edward, but a girl instead. Her hair hung down in dark curls and eyes that shone with tones of blue and gray.

She looked at me with such wavering eyes that I felt small under her gaze. We stood looking at each other for a few moments until her face broke out into a sort of concerned grin. "Are you okay?"

How would I answer that? "Um…yeah, I guess."

"Hmm. Do you, um, need any help or anything?"

"Oh, I need so much help right now. But not the kind I can get unless you're a therapist. Are you by any chance?" my head began to pound.

"Not that I know of." Her smile grew wider. I gave out a small laugh, but that made even more pressure go to my head and I winced.

"You okay?" She seemed concerned.

"Yeah, it's just my head."

She smiled knowingly. "Well, I have some Advil up in my room…"

"No, I think I have some," but then I realized that going back to my room ran the huge risk of running into Edward. "But just in case, thanks."

"No problem. My name is Lilly, by the way."

"Bella." So far she was the nicest person I had met here.

She reached her hand out and I grabbed it. When I was up, she led me into the building and I followed her to her room.

I kept quiet the entire way, my head still fussing over…well, everything.

In Lilly's room, she told me wait on her bed while she got the Advil.

When she came back with the pills and a glass of water, I was grateful that I wasn't alone then.

"Hey, um, Lilly, do you know, uh, Edward Cullen?" I felt so sneaky, trying to find out more about him through other people.

"Edward Cullen? Not personally."

"Oh." I stayed quiet, though I desperately wanted to find out all she knew.

She seemed to sense my curiosity and smirked, "Is that all you wanted to know? If I knew him?"

I blushed, "Well, no."

"I see." She smiled. "Well, he's been going here for a while. Longer than me. He has a sister. Her name is Rosalie."

Sister? "Rosalie?"

"Yeah, she's younger than him, but only by a year."

"What does she look like?"

"Um, she's tall and blonde. And she carries the pretty Cullen genes." She laughed at that, but I was too preoccupied by something I remembered from the first day. So he was holding his sister. All this time I had been thinking he had used me…"Oh god."

"What?"

"That's his sister? Not his girlfriend?"

"Girlfriend? No. For all the time I've been going here, I haven't seen him with anybody. Ever since that accident he's been really quiet…"

My ears perked up at this. "Accident?"

"Yeah. You didn't hear about that?"

I gulped guiltily. "No," I managed to squeak out.

"Well, their parents died when they were pretty young. Both of them were so sad. In fact a lot of people were. They were a very…prominent family. Edward and Rosalie grew distant, but who could blame them. And I'm not really sure, but I think Rosalie is with somebody, but Edward…he's been so isolated from everybody really."

The whole time she spoke, I just felt even more and more terrible. Here I had thought he was an awful guy who just used girls when in fact he had…"Oh god" was the only thing I could think of to say.

"Are you alright? You look kind of pale."

I gave a humorless laugh. "I feel so awful!"

"Why? What happened?"

"Well…I guess it's my turn to explain, huh?"

She walked over to the bed, which I was currently on and crossed her legs and folded her arms patiently, "Definitely."

I gave her all the details about how I became Edward's partner, and then stopped when I got to today. "This morning, though, he asked me if I wanted to join him on a picnic. I said yes."

I paused to see her reaction. She was trying to hide a smile, but she said, "And?"

"Well, when we were outside, we just stopped on the stairs and neither of us said anything for a while. But then we got into this argument and…"

"And what?" She reminded me of Alice, though she didn't squeal or anything of the like whenever I said something and for that I was grateful. I also seemed at ease when I was talking to her.

"Well…he kissed me…"

Though she had been calmly calculating what I was saying, her reaction to this almost rivaled Alice. Her eyes got wide and her hands clasped together. I felt the heat rising on my face and I ducked my head.

"Bella, now, I'm not one for gossip or anything, but tell me, did you kiss him back?"

I bit my lip before I gave a small, "yes,"

"Oh my gosh! That's well…How was it?"

I gave a smile at the memory. "Fantastic? Wonderful? Exquisite?"

She laughed and I laughed along with her. "Whoa. That's…something. Bella, you have finally managed to crack the infamous Edward Cullen."

"Ha. I doubt that. After we kissed…we didn't say anything and I just…ran. Which led me to here."

We both grew quiet for a moment before a crackling thunder made us jump. I peered out of her window and noticed that it had begun to rain. It was light, but I worried that it would soon worsen.

"I better leave; don't want to get stuck when it's practically hailing." She nodded and led me to the door.

Before I opened it, I turned to her and said, "You know Lilly, I'm really glad I met you. I'll have to pay back for the Advil." We both laughed at that.

I breathed in heavily, bracing myself for the run back to my own building.

But my breath caught in my throat when I opened the door.

Drenched in the doorway with arms crossed and a clenched jaw stood none other than Edward.

A/N: So…did ya like? Show me then love and review…please? Pretty please with Edward (or Jacob) on top?

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