A/N; So, thanks for all of your reviews/adds and favorite-ing from yesterday!! I LOVE it!! Ok, so on to other things: As most of you (if not all of you) know, I try my hardest to update daily, so you can pretty much expect that. However, this week I won't be able to update over the weekend, but I was going to see if I could shoot for two tomorrow. Don't hate me if I can't do it; it doesn't mean I love you any less, I promise!!

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Chapter 10

EPOV

"Edward?"

I shifted around in the darkness, trying to find Bella. Her voice was frantic, letting out the occasional moan. I was trying so hard to just fucking get to her, but I couldn't see my god damn hand in front of my face.

It's very frustrating.

"EDWARD!!!!!!!!!!!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs; my brown eyes were terrified. Fear gripped me, and I couldn't even find my voice to call out to her. I was just stumbling around in the darkness. I was fucking hopeless, as usual.

Then all of a sudden, the screaming stopped, and I panicked. I held completely still, trying to see if I could hear anything else. Then something smashed against my leg.

I looked down and saw…pieces of Bella lying at my feet. Her hair, her arms, her legs; all just there.

But worst of all, my brown eyes were looking back at me; almost like they had expected this all along.

I sunk to my knees, sobbing, and trying to put her back together. But there wasn't anything I could do. It was over.

I fucked up.

I snapped my eyes open and sat straight up in bed, panting. It was still dark out, and my room was completely still.

Bella.

I had to talk to her.

Now.

I was still dressed from yesterday, so I just grabbed my keys off the kitchen counter and left. I had to see my brown eyes; they'd know how to fix this.

She's the only one that would know how to fix this.

Not soon enough I was around the corner from Bella's house, so I stashed my car and found my way to the tree by her bedroom window. You'd think the Chief would know that having tree branches that close to you're house is like inviting someone to break in.

Lucky me he doesn't.

Once I made it out to the branch, I realized that this time it was going to be a bit harder to get in. She hadn't left the window open all the way, but it was enough for me to slide my foot under and push up.

I swear to God, I could have broken my fucking neck doing this shit.

But it would have been worth it.

I landed in Bella's room with a bit of a thump, and I froze, hoping the Chief hadn't heard. Once I heard him snoring, I knew I was in the clear. I crept over to the door and locked it, before turning my attention to the girl in the bed. She had the covers pushed down to the end of the bed, and she was wearing my sweatshirt again. Nothing is sexier than Bella in my clothes.

Well, not anything that I've seen…yet.

Her hair was fanned out on the pillow, and she had the most kissable pout going on. I was falling so hard for this girl.

"Edward…"

I knew she was asleep; but that doesn't mean I can't have a little fun. I leaned in, so that my cheek was pressed lightly into hers.

"Yeah, Bella?"

I heard a sharp intake of breath, and felt her eye lashes flutter. Then before I quite knew what was happening, her little arms found my neck and pulled me into bed with her.

"You're really here, right?" She asked; her voice sleepy.

So fucking hot.

"Yeah, B, I'm really here."

"Good. I was about to wonder if I'd gone insane. Did I over sleep?"

"Nah, I just wanted to see my brown eyes."

"Your brown eyes?" She said with a yawn, "Last I checked they were in my head."

I sighed and kissed her forehead, "Mine, too."

"So I've heard."

I laughed a little and she settled into my chest, tangling her fingers into my hair. "Are you okay?"

"I am now."

"What about before now?"

"Nothing you didn't just fix."

"Tell me."

"No."

"Yes."

"Bella."

"Edward."

I sighed. Clearly, I was never going to win any arguments with my brown eyes.

"I just had a bad dream. It was…just bad. It made me miss you, so I fixed it."

"Was it about me?"

"Yeah."

"Something happened to me?"

I didn't say anything; I didn't want to fucking think about it.

I felt her small hand move from my hair to my cheek as she pulled away to look up at me.

"What was it?"
"I don't really know." Because I didn't. I just knew that I couldn't fucking save her.

She brushed her fingers along my cheek bone, and I instinctively leaned into her touch.

"I'm here. I'm not leaving."

I smiled—for her benefit, not mine—and kissed her forehead again. "I know. It's fine. It's better now."

She seemed a little less worried, and smiled back a bit. I felt like a shit for making her feel that way, so I leaned in and kissed her; not as hard as this afternoon, but hard enough so that she would know that just her being would help me fix it.

Whatever the fuck 'it' might be.

She pulled away, catching her breath a little, and I figured I had to say something to make her feel better.

"B, did you know that I don't have your phone number?"

My brown eyes blinked up at me, and then her mouth formed a cute little surprised 'o'.

She was making it really difficult for me. And she didn't even realize it.

"Well, we should fix that."

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and handed it over, letting her get to it, and I rolled onto my back, rubbing my eyes.

I was so fucking tired.

I heard my phone snap shut and there was a beat of silence before I felt two hands undoing the button on my jeans. Instinctively, my hands flew down and caught her wrists and I looked at her, confused.

There is no fucking way she wanted to have sex, right?

I know I've never done this dating thing, but isn't there some kind of rule that says you shouldn't fuck when you've only been together for twelve-ish hours?

She read my expression and rolled her eyes at me.

"You wanna sleep right?"

I nodded.

"And not on the floor, right?"

Um, duh.

"Then you have to take these off. I'm not cuddling with a pair of jeans."

I sighed. If that's what my brown eyes wanted, then that's what they would get. I swear, I can't deny this girl a fucking thing. So I pulled off my jeans and pulled her back down on to the bed with me, wrapping her up in the comforter. She tangled her legs in mine, and I could feel her heart beat, so steady and sure against my chest.

So this is what heaven feels like.

"Edward, what are we going to do tomorrow?"

Tomorrow.

Tuesday.

"Go to school. Why?"

"I mean, what are we going to tell people?"

"Nothing."

"What do you mean 'nothing'"?

"Bella, what do you want me to do? Go over the PA and make an announcement?"

She shrugged as much as our embrace would allow, "I don't know. No. Not that, but I mean…Oh, I don't know."

She buried her head in my chest. This girl is so fucking ridiculous.

"Bella, you're mine, okay? The end. We don't have to say anything. It's a fact."

"But…you. You're you, and I'm…I'm the new girl."

"So?"

"I don't know."

"B, you're over thinking this. A lot. If you're worried about what people will say about you and me, we don't have to do this; I'll go Bella, and we can pretend it never happened."

Well, maybe she could, but I don't think I would ever be able to. It had been the best fucking twelve hours of my fucking existence, and if walking away would make it better for her, then I'd do it. I might kill me; but I'd do it.

"No." Her voice was so sure and so confident, my heart relaxed. "That's not what I mean. I just don't want to mess things up for you."

"Isabella, what could you possibly mess up? In case you hadn't noticed, I'm kind of an ass hole."

"Were."

"What?"

"You were an ass hole. But now you're mine. You're over it."

I laughed, resting my chin on top of her head. "Yeah, I guess I am."

I felt her yawn into me, and I started rubbing her back, trying to get her back to sleep.

"It's okay, B. Go to sleep."

"mmm."

We stayed like that all night long, until I had to leave her to go change for school and pick up Jasper. I felt so fucking bad though; if I had known that my dicking around would someday be a mistake, I never would have done it. But then again, why would I ever have thought someone like Bella would want to be with me? I sure as hell didn't deserve her; but for whatever reason she still wanted me.

Please, please. Don't let me fuck this up.

BPOV

Edward left before I woke up, and I noticed that he'd tucked the pillow under my arm again. I was falling so hard for this kid, it wasn't even funny. As I got ready to go to school, I thought about how he came all the way over to see me. I'd have to start sleeping with the window open; maybe he'd make a habit of it. I'll have to remember to ask him.

I felt bad for implying that I was nervous about what other people would think. The truth is I was nervous about what people would think of my being with him. I mean, c'mon. Edward can have anyone; and he literally has. What could it possibly be about me that he likes so much?

I have no idea; but I hope it doesn't go away.

By the time I got downstairs, Charlie had left, but not before making me some toast and leaving it on the table for me.

Sometimes, my dad was too nice.

I wonder if he would still be this nice if he'd known I'd had a sleep over last night.

Oh, well…

I was heading out the door when I got a text from a number I didn't recognize.

B, I'm not going to make it in before Bio…but I'll see you in there.

Save my seat.

So falling for Edward Cullen.

I didn't text him back; I didn't feel like I had to. And I mean, duh I'd save him a seat. Who else would I sit next to? Jessica Stanley?

Not likely.

I drove to school on a high, and I really couldn't have wiped the contented smile from my face if I tried. As I got out of my truck, though, I felt people staring at me. I knew it was because people knew that Emmett had almost killed Mike Newton for me, and I just felt awkward.

"BELLA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I turned to see a flash of black running toward me, and I fell back into my truck when it hit.

Where's Edward when you need him?

Alice stepped back from the hug she forced me into, and she was literally bouncing up and down with a huge smile on her face.

"Bella, you are NEVER going to guess what happened yesterday. NEVER." I raised my eyebrows.

Jasper called and asked you out for Friday night.

"Jasper called and asked me out for Friday night!!!!"

Called it.

I smiled at her, "Wow, Alice! That's awesome!"

Her face fell ever so slightly. "Oh my god. You knew."

Oh, no.

"No."

"Bella, you have to be the worst liar of all time."

Yeah, I know that but you didn't.

"No, this is how I look when I'm telling the truth."

Oh my God, did I really just say that?

Yup, I did.

Alice rolled her eyes, "Oh, well, whatever Bella-mo-Mella. You have to come over and help me pick out an outfit; I have nothing to wear!"

This is not true. Alice had enough clothes to cover every single person in a small South American country at least two times over. It's pretty safe to say, she most definitely had something to wear.

I rolled my eyes at her and she linked her arm through mine as we walked into school, talking endlessly about the fabulous Mr. Whitlock. I was daydreaming about Mr. Cullen.

Oh, right. The weekend.

"Hey, Alice? Charlie's going away this weekend, so do you think I'd be okay if I stayed with you?"

I looked over (and by over I mean down) to her and she was giving me a 'did you really need to ask that question?' face.

"So that's a yes?"

"Umm, duh, Bella. Just…duh."

I laughed and said thank you, before waving good-bye and heading into Bio. I was so excited to see him, you have no idea.

Just as he said he wasn't there, so I went to our table and put my backpack on his stool. Even if no one would dare sit there, I still wanted to do it. He'd laugh.

Probably.

I hope.

The bell rang and Mr. Banner started teaching, and Edward still wasn't there. I started to worry. What if something happened to him on the way back home this morning? What if he got in trouble when he was sneaking back into his house? What if, right after he sent me that text, he realized that I was just boring Bella; not Bella Brownie, or B, or any of the other things he's called me?

Dude, sometimes I hate my brain and I just want it to turn off.

I mean, really.

Now would be a good time to have that option.

But, as soon as the classroom door flew open, all of my worries flew right out. Jessica Stanley walked in first, but I could see Edward holding the door for her, looking at me over the top of her head. I barely noticed the smug smile she had on her face and she took her seat in front of our table. I was too busy watching Edward—my boyfriend—walk over to our table, my favorite crooked smile on his face.

And it was for me.

He was smiling that smile for me.

He brushed his finger tips across my lower back as he went to the other side of me, and put my back pack on the ground, laughing a little then pressing a kiss into my temple.

I closed my eyes and let his sent wash over me; a freshly showered Edward was ah-mazing. His normal smell was intensified, and warm, and I could feel the ends of his still wet hair brushing the skin on my forehead.

Falling so hard.

I must have been holding my breath, though, because he whispered in my ear, "Breathe, Bella," and laughed before pulling away.

I gave him my best withering glare, but he just laughed some more, and shook his head. Then Mr. Banner did the best thing he has ever done in his entire career as a biology teacher.

He turned off the lights and started a movie.

I felt Edward's stool slide closer to mine so that our legs were touching from hip to knee. The electricity between us was almost palpable. I mean, we could probably supply a village in some third world country with all of its electricity for a year; at least, that's how I felt about it. Then his hand went from folded on top of the table to his lap. My breathing started going ragged in anticipation. Then I felt it; his hand ghosted up my leg, and I could feel the extra tingle in its wake. He made a few more passes up the middle, each time getting firmer and firmer with his touch. Then I felt his hand nudge my knees apart ever so slightly, and he did the same thing on the inside of it; pausing slightly when he got to the top and rubbing before going back down.

I seriously thought I was going to come right then, and he hadn't even touched me touched me.

The power this boy had over me…

His hand slid back down and over my knee, which he squeezed, before pulling his stool back to where it was and refolding his hand on the table just as Mr. Banner brought up the lights.

Wow, at least one of us was paying attention.

The bell rang and Edward held my hand as we walked to our next class. I turned to look at him, and from the smirk on his face I could tell I was still flushed from our-ehm- biology lesson.

"So you have Euro with Alice?"

"I have Euro with Alice."

I pouted at him, "So I guess I won't see you until lunch then?"

He groaned as we reached my classroom and he put his arms around me, "I'll see what I can do. Would you like that?"

I pretended to think about that.

"I think I might."

I smiled at him and he rolled his eyes before pressing his lips lightly to mine. "I guess I'll be seeing you, then"

"I suppose."

I extracted myself from his arms and went into my English room, and spent the entire period on an Edward Cullen induced high. I swear, you couldn't get me to stop smiling unless you started killing bunnies AND puppies right in front of me at the same time. But then again, Edward probably had some kind of super power to bring them back to life.

Yeah, that's just how my boyfriend rolls.

The bell rang, and on my way to French I stopped at the bathroom. I was just about to start going when the door swung open and I heard voices.

Ah, hell.

Here's the problem: I have this thing about peeing in front of people; it just freaks me out, and I can't do it. I don't know why, but I just can't. Now if they had started going, I could have joined in, but it seemed like they were only here to touch up their make up.

Crap, I was so going to be late for French.

I rested my chin on my hand, and waited for them to leave. Then I actually started listening to their conversation. I recognized Jessica's voice instantly.

"It was like he just had to have me, Tanya. But you know, I've got my period so I couldn't—"

"You blew him, didn't you?"

I'd only actually seen Tanya once; she was the head cheerleader and a devout worshipper to the shrine of Rosalie Hale. I mean, we're talking the next best thing to the real thing.

"Yeah. And I mean, you know how big that thing is, but he was harder than I'd ever seen him. I guess the new girl doesn't put out; he's been hanging around with her a lot lately."

"Don't you have bio with him?"

"Yeah. It's so funny how he pretends to be into her, and she just soaks it right up. Like today, we walk into class together, and she's acting seriously giddy to see him. He told me he doesn't like her."

My heart sunk to my feet.

"And Tanya, get this; he actually held her hand after class. Can you believe it."

Tanya snorted. "He must really want her, then. The Edward Cullen I know wouldn't even hold me afterward."

I heard caps being put back and bags closing. I wanted to shrivel up and die.

"I guess we'll see; he's probably fucking her right now."

They laughed as they walked out the door, and I felt the tears start to leak from my eyes.

I knew it.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew it; that it was too good to be true, that there was no way Edward could really feel those things for me.

But most of all I knew that I wasn't enough to change him.

I just wasn't worth it.

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