Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, or any of it's properties.
A/N: Yet another split POV. Most of it is going to be Edward, though. This is the moment you've all been waiting for, so I hope I do it justice!
BPOV
I felt so much lighter after my afternoon with Edward. I had thought that telling Edward about everything would be awkward and embarrassing, but it had been surprisingly easy. Once I had started talking, I felt the desire to share more. It just felt so right to share everything with him. Just like it felt right to be with him. If I hadn't been sure before, I was now: I needed Edward.
Of course, I had never been one to just get straight to the point. It may seem completely ridiculous, but the thought of rejection was still terrifying. The words had been on the tip of my tongue all day, but I couldn't seem to force them out. Every time I tried, my heart would freeze in my chest, and my palms would begin to sweat. So talking about it was out of the question.
I froze midstep as I walked up the stairs to my room. A smile slowly spread across my face, and I hurried up the last few steps, grabbing a pen and notebook before pressing the speed dial on my phone.
"Alice, can you come over? I have an idea."
*****EPOV*****
After I walked Bella home, I headed straight to Tanya's. It was time to get this over with. I had known from the beginning that me and Tanya weren't going to work, I was just too chickenshit to admit it. I pulled up in front of her apartment in no time, and didn't bother knocking when I heard her and her friends all talking on the other side. She looked up in surprise when she saw me, then quickly jumped up to run over to me. I put a hand on her shoulder to hold her back when she leaned in for a kiss, and she frowned up at me.
"Tanya, we need to talk," I started. She narrowed her eyes at me suspiciously, but told her friends she'd be right back and followed me outside.
"What is this about, Edward?" she sighed, crossing her arms over her chest. She was inspecting the nails on one hand nonchalantly, waiting for me to talk so she could go back inside.
"This isn't working out, Tanya. I want to break up," I said, getting right to the point. Her head snapped up instantly, her eyes narrowing as they met mine.
"Excuse me?" she spat, livid. I rolled my eyes, sighing in annoyance.
"It's over, Tanya. We both know this isn't working," I reiterated, gesturing between the two of us. Her mouth popped open in shock, before she screemed loudly in frustration.
"This is about that stupid bitch, isn't it?" she screeched. I stared at her in shock for a minute, before returning her angry glare.
"Fuck you, Tanya," I growled. I spun on my heal, stomping angrily back to my car as she continued to rant behind me. This was fucking ridiculous. I was trying to be civil about this, and get it over with. But I wasn't going to stand there and listen to her jealous tirade about Bella. This is the real world, not high school.
I flew through the streets of Forks, making it back home in half the time it usually took me. Steam was still pouring out of my ears when I stormed inside, but I was stopped short when Alice and Rose hurried past me out the front door.
"We're going to the bar tonight, Edward. Be ready by eight!" Alice called behind her, hurrying over to her Porsche with Rose. They threw a couple of bags into the trunk, then slipped into the car, flying down the driveway. I slipped inside, finding Em and Jazz in the family room playing video games. After a quick recap of my breakup with Tanya, earning high fives from both of them, I settled in to play some games. The afternoon passed quickly, and before I knew it, it was time to start getting ready. I showered and dressed quickly, opting for a pair of dark wash jeans and a black pinstriped button down shirt with brown Doc Martens.
The guys and I road over to the bar together, pulling into the spot near the front that Alice had saved for us. The place was packed already, and I smiled as I remembered the first night I had met Bella. The entire town seemed to be out tonight as well, as we pushed our way through the crowd up to the front where Alice and Rose already had a table. I frowned at them when I didn't see Bella anywhere, and they both smirked at me before turning to the stage. My eyes followed theirs, and widened slightly at the sight before me.
Bella was walking onto the stage, her band setting up behind her. Her long, pale legs are on full display in simple black button-front shorts that came down to just below the curve of her ass. She was wearing a paisley haltered tunic with the shorts, exposing her toned arms and ample cleavage. Her tiny feet were encased in green lowtop converse, making her legs look even longer. Her hair was a little messy, giving it that tousled bed head look. And I mean the good kind. Overall, she was basicly giving off a 'fuck me' vibe.
She walked straight up to the microphone, adjusting it to the right height, before leaning up to speak into it. Her eyes glanced down to meet mine briefly before she spoke.
"How's everybody doin tonight?" she asked, earning cheers from the crowd. She smiled brightly, her hand wrapped around the mic.
"Well, as most of you know, tomorrow is my last day here in Forks before I head back into the city," she started. The crowd 'booed' their disapproval, and she chuckled at their reaction.
"I know, I know. But I thought I'd give you guys one last performance before I hit the road, so I'm gonna play something new for you tonight. I hope you like it." She met my eyes as she said the last part, and I felt my stomach rise into my throat in anticipation. Her lead guitarist, Sam, handed her an acoustic guitar, and she slung the strap over her shoulder before stepping back up to the mic. She ran through a few chords, making sure it was tuned, before nodding to her drummer. He raised his sticks above his head, tapping out the counts before the music began.
You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset
She's going off about something that you said
'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do
Her eyes connected with mine as she crooned out the first verse, trying desperately to convey a message to me. I stepped forward without thinking, never breaking eye contact, listening intently to a song that I had a sneaking suspicion was written for me.
I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do
My mind flashed to memories of the two of us at concerts in Port Angeles, a smile automatically appearing on my face
But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time
Been here all along so why can't you see you belong with me?
You belong with me.
My eyes widened as her words began to register, causing my heart to stutter in my chest. I belong with her. I knew that, of course, but does this mean she knows that?
Walking the streets with you and your worn out jeans
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on a park bench thinking to myself,
Hey, isn't this easy?
Every word that left her lips triggered another memory of the two of us, all causing my smile to grow impossibly wider. There is no way in hell that I deserved this girl, but I definitely wasn't gonna be the one to break it to her.
She wears high heels, I wear sneakers If you could see that I'm the one who understands you Oh, I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in awhile since she brought you down
You say you're fine, I know you better than that
Hey what you doing with a girl like that?
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time
Been here all along so why can't you see you belong with me?
Standing by and waiting at your backdoor
All this time how could you not know baby you belong with me?
You belong with me.
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry
And I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams
Think I know where you belong, think I know it's with me
The crowd around me cheered, dozens of hands reaching forward to pat me on the back. Bella's smile widened on her face as she continued to hold my gaze, her forehead creasing with emotion as the words continued to spill from her lips.
Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see you belong with me?
Standing by and waiting at your backdoor
All this time how could you not know baby you belong with me?
You belong with me.
You belong with me.
Have you ever thought just maybe you belong with me?
You belong with me.
The final line left her mouth, and she paused for a moment, still holding my gaze, before she broke away to thank the crowd and hand Sam her guitar. I weaved my way toward the side of the stage, straining to find her. Her head suddenly popped up on the stage steps, and I hurried forward to reach her. I neared the steps and reached my arms forward, wrapping them around her waist and pulling her towards me before she had a chance to step down, crashing my lips to hers.
Electricity shot through my body, every nerve ending coming to life. Her tiny arms snaked around my neck, both hands fisting in my hair to hold me close, her soft lips holding their own against mine. I left one arm around her waist, holding her body against mine, but slid the other one up her back, allowing my fingers to sink into the mess of curls at the base of her neck. I finally pulled back when the strain in my lungs became unbearable, and we both clung to each other, gasping for air. My forehead rested against hers, and I couldn't help but chuckle when the audience broke out into loud cheers. Bella's laughter shook her body, awakening parts of my own anatomy, and my eyes snapped open to meet hers,
"Took you long enough," she muttered, a dazzling smile in place on her swollen lips. I leaned forward to capture her lips in a gentle kiss, then trailed my own down her chin and across her jawline.
"I guess I just needed you to spell it out for me," I chuckled, my lips still pressed to her skin. Her hands tightened in my hair, pulling my lips up to hers once more.
I had no idea what the future would hold for us. Tomorrow we would all be leaving to head up to Seattle. Bella, Alice, and I would be finishing school, then starting on the next chapter of our lives. I couldn't predict where we would be by then, or five more years down the road from that. But what I did know, was that I had no future without Bella. She was my home.
A/N: Well, what did you think? Too cheesy? Lol As of right now, I'm undecided as to whether or not this is the end of the story. I have some ideas to keep it going, and let their relationship grow, but I need to know if that's what you guys want. So, you know what to do: send me some reviews, and tell me what you want =)