Disclaimer: I do not own the original twilight series nor do I own the characters. This plotline is my own idea, and there may be OC's.

Happily After Twilight

A/N: Okay, so this is the final chapter. :D I hope you like it, It's alittle shorter than I hoped, but I couldn't think of anything else to add, so here it is.
I will be starting a new one soon, I hope you check it out. :D

Chapter Ten: When It Rains.

E.P.O.V

I can't believe it's only been a week. Seven days since the last time I talked to Bella. I tried calling Bella about 50 times last Sunday, and by the time someone answered, it was Emmett saying she didn't want to talk to me and that I should stop calling. When I was up in my room, I saw her a few times either lying on her bed with a heartbreaking expression tainting her face, or reading on her balcony listening to music. Both times she didn't notice me. I knew I had to explain, but I also know that I didn't know what to say. I was definantly not going to lie, but the truth was, I didn't try to stop the kiss until I heard her gasp. I wouldn't blame her if that made her feel bad, but I do want her to know. And then when Bella was about to talk to me Tanya came up beside me and started talking to me. That was tuesday, and it is now Saturday. I, luckily, have been able to avoid Tanya as much as possible, and she's finally begining to take the hint. However, because of that one incident, Bella hasn't bothered to even try ad hear me out. Not that I blame her of course.

It was about noon, and I had just gotten up. I made my way over to the bathroom and began to strip down. After the water in the shower was the perfect temperature I stepped in and began to wash my hair. About a half hour later, the water began to run cold and so I took that as my cue to step out. I rummaged through my closet searching for a pair of pants to wear and a shirt to go with it. As soon as I had what I wanted I got dressed and began to walk toward the front door. I got there quickly because of my long strides, but when I opened the door I found out it was raining, hard. So much for my walk to sort through my thoughts. Instead I decided to go down to a near by restuarant for lunch then maybe go to Jasper's.

B.P.O.V

It was pouring rain all day, suiting my mood quite nicely. It's been a week. A slow, torturous, heartbreaking, miserable excuse for a week. I remember some nights were I would feel Edward's gaze as I layed on my bed and cried myself to sleep, and then the nights when I didn't cry I would stand by my window and watch him lay down with a torn expression, and then at school I would watch as he walked around looking as if nothing was wrong for the most part. It was really easy to tell when he smiled, because his beautiful and wonderfully glorious crooked smile never reached his eyes. He tried to talk to me constantly, and as much as I wanted to, I couldn't bring myself to talk to him. So here I was, 12:54 pm on a saturday, reading Wuthering Heights. It was rather boring in hear, and my head was starting to hurt. Emmett had Rosalie over and they were yelling at the T.V. for some unknown reason. I finally decided to rid myself of their noise by going and reading on my balcony. I grabbed a blanket, so I wouldn't have to sit on the wet chair, and an umbrella to prevent myself from getting wet, and took all of it, including my book, out my window. Luckily, Edward was nowhere in sight so I set up my stuff and began to read in a more peacefull state of mind. The rain didn't bother me, it acted as a lullaby for my and soon I fell asleep.

E.P.O.V

When I got back, it was twilight and Bella was sleeping outside on her balcony. By the way her hair was tousled and messy, it looked as if she had been sleeping for a while. Just then, a crack of thunder roared and she shot up awake. I think she noticed me, because when she glanced over her face got sad for a moment before she composed her expression. This was my chance. I opened my window to my Balcony and climbed out to my own balcony, and after I was on it, I climbed over to hers.

"What are doing?" she asked, sad and annoyed at the same time.

"I want to talk."

"There's nothing to talk about."

"If there was nothing to talk about, you wouldn't be avoiding me."

"I'm not avoiding you, I'm just not talking to you."

"Same thing. Bella, I'm sorry that you saw that. I honestly had no intention of kissing her, I didn't even know she was goingto be there."

"Right. Next thing you're going to say is 'I wasn't kissing her, she kissed me.'"

"She did kiss me. And to be perfectly honest, I didn't want to kiss her, --"

"But you didn't stop."

"No."

"Well, I'm glad that you got what you wanted. You made Tanya jealous, and now you two can go live happily ever after."

"What are you talking about?"

"You just used me, so you could make Tanya jealous."

"That's not true!"

"Isn't it though? You didn't stop kissing her."

"No, I didn't, but --"

"There is no buts!"

"Stop being so stupid."

"If I'm so stupid why are you bothering to explain at all, huh?"

"Because I love you okay? I, Edward Anthony Cullen, love you, Isabella Marie Swan. When we first met, I new I liked you, not because of your looks, but you could tell by the way you spoke, and the way Emmett spoke about was unlike the way he spoke about anyone, that you weren't like everybody else is. And then there was that night at the restuarant, and our little conversations at school, and the way you listened when I had just learned about Tanya, and then there was the time it was just us together. I loved you, I just didn't realize it until last week. I heard you gasp, and I realized that it was you I wished I was kissing. I knew then that I loved you, I just didn't want to admit it." I yelled.

The expression she wore on her face was unreadable. I could see hints of sadness and anger, but there was happiness and something else.

"Edward, I... I, I love you too. That night when I saw you and Tanya, I knew it was true. I convinced myself that you were just using me, and the fact that I had to try so hard to make myself believe that because it made the fact you kissed her hurt less was how I could tell."

And then I kissed her. I kissed her with as much pent-up passion that I had wanted to kiss her with all week. She didn't respond until about ten seconds later, and then she wrapped her arms around my neck, twisted her fingers in my hair, and kissed me back with just as much force. At that moment, a loud sound of thunder boomed while a crack of lightening lit up the sky. I loved this girl with all my heart, and here she was, kissing me. After a few moments, we reluctantly pulled back to catch our breath.

"Bella, I ... love you ... will you ... be my... girlfriend? " I asked inbetween breaths.

"I love you too Edward. Of course." She replied, and then she kissed me again. When we pulled away, I layed my forehead against hers and smiled at her, watching her cheeks redden as she smiled back.

A/N: so there it is. Happily after Twilight. I really hope you like it. Please tell me what you think. :D

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