Hello! Supposedly, this chapter consists of two person's point of view. But when i typed finish Bella's, i realized it's too long, and probably you guys will get confused. So i'm separating it into two. The next chapter, will be a short one, and in a third person's point of view. XD

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Previously, on Love in a Diary, [Edward's POV]

"Shut up." I told my inner voice.

I closed my eyes, and right before I fell asleep, I realized.

I was starting to fall in love with Isabella Swan, a friend I have yet to meet from the past. I had to see her face to face, I had to know her in person.

Heck, I wanted so badly for her to be my girlfriend.

Another fling?

"Damn you, I'm talking about those type of relationship, where you go from dating to marriage." I muttered.


BACK TO OUR DEAR BELLA'S POV

"So, are you guys okay right now?" I asked through the phone.

"Yup." Both of them answered at the same time.

"Bella, I want to say thank you…"

"You're welcome."

"Seriously, without you, I wouldn't be able to win the first prize lottery and not to mention the shares that I bought earned me close to a million."

"Just my luck." I laughed. "And, don't ever argue over any money issue, okay?"

"Sure."

"By the way, sis, it's Thanksgiving next week. Dad says that we should go back for a three weeks' holiday. What say you?"

"No problem. I miss him so much!"

"Good then, I can make the arrangements and will inform you about it soon."

Suddenly, an image of Papa meeting Mel popped in my mind.

"Err… Ian? What about Mel coming with us?"

"No… No… No…"

I could hear Ian coughed.

"I mean, it's okay, Bella. I'm staying here."

"No, Mel. Your sister will not be back, and you'll be all alone. So-"

I was cut off by Ian. "Yeah, darling, just come to New York with us. Dad would be very happy to meet you."

"But, what if he doesn't like me? I'm not from a rich family." She said so softly that if I didn't concentrate hard enough, I wouldn't hear it.

"Nonsense, Papa would definitely like you. He'll always stick to my choice. Hence, whoever Isabella Swan approves, Papa would love to have that girl to be his son's girlfriend."

"Yeah… Bella's the First Lady at home. Even the man in the house needs to listen to her." My brother teased.

"Oh please, Ian, as if you're not the prince at home. I wonder-"

"Okay, stop. The conversation ends here."

Mel laughed. "No, Bella, continue. Get out of the room if you don't want to listen to whatever she says."

"Hmm… You would come with us if I continue?"

"Yup…"

"Okay…"

"Bella, don't you dare."

"Shut up." I could hear Mel giving my brother a slap on… his shoulder I supposed?

I giggled. "When Ian was 4 years old, he actually asked those people at home to call him Prince Ian or Your Highness."

"Seriously?" Mel gave out a bell-like laugh.

"Yeah, my parents told me how he used to wear the crown he made Papa buy for him. He even wore a fake sword and let's just say he even punished those maids who called him by his name. In the end, Mama scolded him and told him he's not a prince when he went overboard by insisting my parents to bow to him and call him Prince too."

"Bella, I swear I'm coming over to sew that big mouth of yours."

"Bella… I'll make sure… He doesn't… kill… you…" Mel said between laughter.

Then when she finally calmed down, she said in a husky voice. "So, what can I do for you, my prince?"

"Okay, I've got to go. Bye!" I quickly shut my phone before I could hear any more of those things. Yuck.

I looked at Edward's picture in my locket, and whispered. "Thank you, Edward."

All of a sudden, someone opened the door and I quickly kept my locket hidden behind my top.

Alice looked at me, frowning before stretching herself. "Oh my God, I'm so tired." She then lied down on the floor, not bothering if it's dirty.

"Don't want to dirty your bed?" I asked.

"Yup. I'm so sweaty, I'm so sticky, and I'm so stinky."

"As if you're the only one who's sweaty and worn out right now…" Rosalie rolled her eyes.

"By the way, why didn't you girls take a bath before coming back? The tap's still not working?"

"Don't talk about it. It's been a week already and those asses still don't want to fix it." Rosalie scowled and gathered her toiletries.

"Okay. We shall not think about cheerleading right now, but let's think of where to eat later."

"I don't know about you, but I'm going to nap right now. Wake me up when it's almost dinner time."

"No problem." I told Alice just as the shower in the bathroom started.

During dinner, my cell buzzed and I read.


To: Bella

From: Ian

Our flight will be on Sunday. So I'll pick u up in the morning k.


I smiled.

"Ooh, what's with that smile, Bella?" Jasper teased.

"My Aston Martini boyfriend just decided to take me back to our hometown for a three weeks' holiday. He's picking me up on Sunday morning." I beamed.

"You have another boyfriend, Belly?" Emmett asked with a look of shock.

Jasper laughed. "Dude, she's talking about her brother."

"Oh…"

"Right, it's Thanksgiving next week." Alice said.

"Bella, where's your hometown?" Rosalie asked.

"New York. How 'bout you guys?"

"Really? Oh my God! We're from New York too!!!" Alice shrieked, drawing attention from other customers in the restaurant.

"This is great!"

"Yeah… We won't be separated for 3 weeks!" I agreed with Rose.

After that, we talked about how we could go Christmas shopping together. And not to mention, Alice who kept bugging me to show her my closet.

Of course I would show her, but I was just telling her no, to see what sort of reaction I would get.

Apparently, since I was going back on Sunday, they were going to try to ask their parents to see if they could do the same too.

When we got back to our dorm, I changed into my usual sleeping outfit and prepared my bed. As usual, I pretended to occupy myself with my laptop and waited for them to be asleep.

I turned to see if they were asleep and smiled. Diary time.

Turning off the laptop, I unlocked the drawer and took out the diary.


Hey love,

How was your day?

I'm so relieved that Seth is finally talking to me. Ever since I shouted at him, I regretted it every second. So now that he's forgiven me, I'm glad to have my best friend back.

By the way, Thanksgiving is coming soon. Are you going to take your diary along with you, or are you just going to leave it in your nightstand?

I'm definitely going to bring the diary back home, so at least, I have something to occupy myself with. God knows what it would be like not seeing your handwriting for a day.

Love,

Edward


Every time seeing the word 'love', written by Edward makes me feel… Warm? Pleasant? Blissful? I had no idea. It was a feeling I couldn't quite decipher.

I replied.


Hi darling,

My day was awesome.

Ian and Mel are back together like how they were meant to be and I realized my friends are from the same hometown as me. Oh, I guess I never mentioned where my hometown is right? It's New York. Are you going to scream or shout "YES!" right now?

I'm glad to hear that. From what you've written, I gather that Seth is a great friend, so, if you ever hurt his feelings again, don't think about writing in this diary. Oh, and, are you going to tell me what exactly happened? As in what made you shout at him?

About that, let me think about it. What if I say I'm leaving the diary locked in my drawer while I'll be gone for 3 weeks?

Miss you.

Bella


After keeping the diary, I took out the locket and stared at the guy in it. Closing the locket, I kissed it. It was rather a daily do to me.

All of a sudden, someone, or rather, a pixie jumped onto my bed and sat there.

I gasped. "I… I thought you were… you were sleeping?"

Shit, did she see me kissing my locket? Oh my... What would she think. Who in the world kisses his or her locket. Oh I know the answer. It's me!

"No, we're not." Rosalie came towards my bed out of no where.

"Bella, don't best friends tell each other stuffs? Especially when a relationship is considered, 'cause as far as I know, friends' approval is always the most important." Alice pouted at me.

"Uh huh…"

"We've been observing for days and nights." Rosalie began.

"Observing what?" I asked.

"Someone… A girl?" Alice answered.

"Who's the girl?" I arched my eyebrow.

"The girl wears a locket everyday, but we aren't that sure, 'cause she keeps it hidden under those layers of clothes." I gulped.

"She looks at the person in the locket, and Bella, let me tell you this. It's like… Love is radiating off that face of hers." Do I? No, obviously it's impossible. Edward's just a best friend, a very best friend, a super duper best friend.

"She kisses it ever night before she goes to bed too."

"So, Bella, are you hiding something, or rather, someone from us?" Alice looked at me.

Shit, those eyes. Those puppy eyes. Bloody! It was her best weapon ever.

"I…" "Err…"

I closed my eyes and gave up.

"Fine. I'm telling you about this, but I'm afraid you won't even believe what's happening. You might think I'm insane and send me to the nearest asylum."

"Try me." They both said at the same time.

I took out my diary and held it before their eyes.

"This is my diary."

"Duh…" Rosalie rolled her eyes.

"Let her finish her story, Rose." Alice glared at her.

"So, this is my diary. It looks like any other leather diary, doesn't it? But it's not that normal, even I don't understand what's happening to this diary. Its like… How should I put it." I rubbed the back of my neck.

"It connects me, to the owner of another diary in the year 2009. Whatever I write in this diary, the guy in 2009 is able to read it and the same goes to me. I can read whatever he writes in this particular book."

"So, you're also saying that whatever you put in this diary, the other person will receive it as well?" Rosalie looked at me incredulously.

"Yup."

"Impossible."

"This is beyond ridiculous."

"See, I told you, you guys wouldn't believe me. Read it for yourself, and if you ever need the locket as a proof, tell me." I tossed the diary onto Alice's lap.

Both of them arched their eyebrows at me, before reading my diary, the only medium that connects me to Edward's world.

Their facial expression changed rapidly as they read. Humorous? Sadness? Anger? Understanding?

Finally they looked up at me.

"I'm sorry, Bella, for not believing you." Alice apologized.

"Bella, I'm sorry too." Rosalie said after Alice.

"It's okay. I don't expect you to believe me either."

"So, this Edward guy… He's real?" Rosalie asked.

"I think so…"

"You guys just love to flirt with each other, don't you?" Rosalie winked at me.

I blushed.

"Come on, how does he look like?" Alice asked.

I showed them the locket, and they gasped. "Why did you keep such a gorgeous from us?" Alice asked.

I couldn't answer so I just laughed.

"Nothing beats my Emmy."

"Yup, nothing beats my Jazzy." Alice stared ahead while I took back my locket. "So, Bella. You like him, huh? Even if you don't know him?"

"Even if you don't even know if he exists?" Rosalie intercepted before I could give my answer.

"I don't know, Alice. I never met him in person, nor do I know whether he's for real or not. But it felt like I know him forever. And he brings those feelings I never had before out of me. Really, I don't know if I actually like him as a friend or whatever."

Both of them nodded.

All of a sudden, Rosalie broke the silence we held. "So, he's the cause of the one month of you being a zombie?"

My eyes widened. "I think so…"

"I'm gonna beat the crap out of him if I ever see him, idiot." Rosalie continued mumbling. Alice and I had to calm her down before she decided to get out of the dorm and rip any guy's head.


Christmas Eve, babe!

"You should have bought that dress." Alice said for the hundredth time as we walked down the street with I had no idea how many bags in hand.

"Alice, I'm not gonna waste my money on it."

"But it looks perfect on you."

"I'm well aware of it, but it is uncomfortable. I never buy clothes that I don't feel comfortable with. It doesn't give me the self confidence I need."

"So, wearing those stupid T-shirts for who knows how many years boost up your self confidence then?"

I thought for a moment. "No, it didn't, in fact, it made me… Less bitchy than usual."

"Bitch, huh?"

"Maybe???"

She started singing and dancing down the street. "Isabella Swan's a bitch!"

I laughed and followed my friend who seemed to be in her own little world, ignoring the hundred pairs of eyes which were staring at her, as though she's gone insane.

Perhaps it was the joy of Christmas Eve that got into her, making her more energetic than usual.

Then, I stopped abruptly when I saw the person standing outside the shop.

I froze.

HE EXISTS! HE FREAKING EXISTS! IT ISN'T FAKE! HE'S REAL!

He seemed… More… Even more… Handsome in person… Beautiful, wouldn't even describe how he looked. He's like a reincarnation of Adonis. Then his lips curled upwards into a smile. Oh that beautiful crooked smile.

"Bella?" I vaguely heard someone calling me.

"Bella!" She shouted.

"What?" I asked without tearing my eyes off my so called best friend before me.

I heard her gasp. "Oh my God! This is… unbelievable… Rose must know this."

I could hear her talking on her cell, but whatever she said didn't register in me.

All I knew was… Edward was standing right there. Right in front of my eyes. Just a few steps and I could touch him.

"Oh God, Alice. What should I do?" I asked frantically. "Do I look alright? Is my hair messy? Is my -"

"Bella, stop freaking out. Calm down."

I took a few deep breath.

"Okay. Don't you tell me you plan to go there and say 'Hi, I'm Isabella Swan, your best friend. Oh and I don't think you know me 'cause it's the Edward Masen Cullen in the year 2009 who knows me.'"

I thought for a moment and looked at Edward again.

"Maybe not…. He might freak out."

"Exactly… Let's think if there's any idea you can introduce yourself. Maybe you can just accidentally bump into him."

Suddenly, realization dawned upon me.

I whispered sadly, "I can't meet him, not now."

"Why not?"

"Alice, the Edward in 2009 doesn't know who Isabella Swan is at first. So if I introduce myself now, who knows what will happen? I might lose Edward." I hung my head low.

"Bella, you wouldn't lose Edward. He's standing right there, within your reach. So what if you lose that Edward? You're still gaining this Edward."

"No, I don't want this Edward."

"Why? They're the same person!"

"'cause…" I looked up and saw that there was a girl who hugged Edward, and he was looking down at her, grabbing her by her waist and giving her a kiss.

"He has a girlfriend?"

I couldn't answer. Seeing him with another girl, wow, that was like burning down my whole closet.

"Ooh, he left her. Come, let's follow him." Alice pulled me.

I just followed her without putting up a fight, whole time keeping an eye at the guy before me.

A few shops later, another girl came out of the shop and placed her hands before Edward's eyes.

He turned around and looked at her.

They were talking, then he bent down and gave her a kiss, again, on the mouth, just like the girl before.

"What the hell?"

Now, it was like cutting myself with a knife.

I felt like vomiting. But I still wanted to follow him.

"Bella, do you want to go home?"

"No."

"Are you sure? You look pale."

"Yeah, I'm fine. He's walking again, come on."

We followed him down the street. Yet another girl, and so on… Damn, how many girls are there in this street? Why is this fucking street so long?

"10 freaking girls already? What on earth is he doing?" Alice crossed her arms.

"It's 12, not 10."

"What?!" She shouted so loudly that I had to turn us around before he caught us following him.

"Damn it, don't shout! I think he knows he's being followed."

"How'd you know? He's busy entertaining the girls."

I winced. In a way, she was pouring salt into my deep wounds. I knew he's a playboy, so why should I care?

Why would you care? 'Cause you like him, dumb ass.

I ignored the voice in my head. "His body language tells me so. I just know it…"

I turned around, and he was missing.

"Damn, he's gone!"

"Great, now we can go home!"

I craned my head, searching everywhere.

I turned my head to the right, there he was, in the opposite street.

I looked at the light, green light. The cars were coming into a halt.

I ran out of the road quickly, before he disappeared into the crowd.

I heard screeching sound of brakes and a scream that sounded like Alice from somewhere, "NO!" before falling into darkness.


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