A/N: Enjoy my fellow Twilighters! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the innuendos in this chapter.

Soundtrack: Why - Secondhand Serenade (Explains both POV'S because it explains their relationship at this point. But maybe a little more of Edward's POV)

~Bella's POV

I woke up to the smell of food. I'm pretty sure that's why I woke up at all.

"Your hair looks like a haystack, but I like it," I heard his velvety laugh. I whipped my head around and I met Edward's face from his little kitchen area. His was fully dressed and ready for class, I guessed. I blushed a deep red.

"You always make breakfast?" I asked, clearing my throat from my sleeping.

"Well, not usually, but I figured the smell would help you wake up, and plus I'm hungry," He laughed. "I'm not sure how Alice does it," He said.

"Does what?" I asked, confused. I couldn't believe this was happening. Me on Edward's couch. Never thought I'd see the day, but yet it has arrived.

"Wakes you up. You sleep like the dead," He said. "I was afraid to shake you too much because I wasn't sure if you were the hitting type. Alice is, so I was a little scared to try that out. Especially after the way our conversation ended last night," He said the last part quietly.

"Oh. Well, usually I don't hit, but with you, I might make an exception," I said, jokingly. We both laughed. I got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth. It wasn't till after I got out of the shower that I realized I forgot my clothes. Great. I'd been thinking of how to avoid the awkwardness in the kitchen, that I forgot to grab clothes before I ditched. Well, here goes nothing.

"Uh, Edward?" I called.

"Yeah?" He yelled from the kitchen.

"Do you think you could come over here for a moment?" I asked, scared. I took a deep breath and swallowed it.

He walked up, but stopped short in his tracks, sucking in an intake of breath. "Do you need help with something Bella?" He said with a sly smile.

"Do you think…?" I was so embarrassed I couldn't get the words out.

"Yes?" He was clearly enjoying himself. I couldn't believe what I was about to do, but then again I couldn't believe anything I ever did around Edward. I always felt the need to "give back." I walked up by him and sniffed his shirt. He froze.

"Sorry. I thought I smelt something funny," I said. I giggle busted through my lips. "Now, if you could be a doll and go get my bag, I would greatly appreciate it," I smiled sweetly straight at his beautiful face. Edward had a few windows in his room. With curtains open, I wasn't chancing it. He would have to go close them all, when he could just bring me my bag. It was just a towel. Not like I was walking out in the living room with my birthday suit, but still. I wasn't quit sure how many Edward's there were at this school.

"Here you go," He aid quickly. I looked over, but it was too late. The bag was coming straight for my head. It hit me. And hard. I feel over. My towel slipping off.

"Edward!" I screeched. Oh no. Where is my towel? Oh, it's just under me. I told myself. I prayed he left early enough. Tears filled my eyes. I hated this. There was a reason why I appreciated Charlie and Renee's love. Only one. They didn't have more kids. I felt like I was fighting with a sibling. Ugh! Why would he do that? The tears slipped down my cheek. I lifted myself off the floor with my bag and slammed the door shut.

"Oh, come on Bella. Don't be like that!" He laughed. Except he wasn't who I thought he was.

I walked out, ready for pretty much anything. "Emmett?" I asked, a smile on my face,. I haven't seen him all week and with what happened, it felt like a long one.

"Bells! I thought you weren't happy to see me," He laughed. "Why'd you slam the door? Wait! Why are you here? And half naked at that," He laughed harder at the look on Edward's and my face and I turned bright red.

"Edward can tell you. I have to take a shower now before I'm late for class. Don't you think you should be doing the same, Edward?" I said his name with great distaste.

"Bella, are you crying?" Emmett interceded. Oops. I forgot to wipe the tears off my face. I just shook my head waiting for Edward's reply.

"I don't have class today," He said.

"Then why'd you even get up?" I asked.

"I, uh….had to run Errands," He said quickly.

I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. When I got out Edward and Emmett were talking quietly. I wasn't usually the one to eavesdrop, but I heard my name, so I couldn't really resist.

~Edward's POV

"What's up with you? She was crying. And why is she here?" He asked, confused.

"I'm guessing Rose didn't mention anything about Bella needing a place to stay because Alice is sick…?" I trailed off.

"No, I talked to Alice last night. I knew that, but I didn't think it would have come to this," He said with a short laugh.

"Me either," I said stiffly.

"Well, what's up? You never run errands," He pointed out. True that. I knew I hardly seemed like the type.

"Emmett, please." I begged. "I don't want to talk about it," I sighed loudly.

"Do you…like her, Edward?" Emmett asked sincerely.

"I don't know what she does to me, but I feel like I should give her the time of day," I said. Once I started, I couldn't stop, although I really wish I could. "She's a great person, and she wants what's best for herself. She's strong. Really strong and so amazingly cool, Emmett. When I ever think of her, which is too often, and I think about what I've done, I feel sick. Sick to my stomach. I want someone just like her in my life. She's one of the greatest people I've ever met, and she makes me…want to be different," I finished. I can't believe I told him all that. It felt good to get out, though. I knew why it was awkward to talk about this to Emmett, someone I was close with, but the thing is, I never really liked liked girls, so it was different. And harder than almost anything to admit. I don't even know how I did it. To be truly honest, I was proud, and a little shocked. I had a feeling Bella had something to do with that.

"I understand," He said simply. "I felt the same way about Rose at the beginning, of course our situation isn't quiet the same, but I still felt that way. And look at where were at now, bro. Don't you get it man?" He said. "Look, even me, Emmett, the lovey dovey guy, is getting grossed out by this conversation, but since you're my brother I tried to help, and I hoped I did," He ruffled my hair and laughed. "I know it's not like you Edward, but if it's something you want, it's got to be worth it," He finished. "I actually have to go to class, so I'll see you later," He said.

"See ya, Emmett. And thanks," I said.

"You're welcome, little bro. And if I have to admit it, you're surely becoming a man pretty quick," He punched my shoulder. "Am I right?" He laughed. Bella walked out fully dressed and looking upset.

"Alright, get out of here," I punched him back and laughed. He left, seeing Bella wandering around, looking for something.

"Bella, what are you looking for?" I asked.

She sniffled. "My dad's number. I haven't heard from him in a while and I'm getting worried," She said, but her voice cracked.

I instantly felt bad. "Are you okay?" I walked up to her and pulled her face up. Her eyes were red and damp. She immediately pulled away and looked down. " Wouldn't it be in your phone?" I asked.

"No. He got a new number a little after I left and I keep forgetting to put it in my phone," She said getting more upset.

"Bella," I called her to attention. "Look, I'll go to Alice's room and find it. Why don't you skip class today and just relax here? I can just tell them your not feeling well and it'll be fine," I saw the doubtful look on her face. "We can play board games," I said, trying to make it sound interesting. "Or maybe even go out to lunch," I smiled.

"Why do you want to hangout with me?" She asked. A tear slipped down her cheek and I wiped it away. Her cheeks burned scarlet red.

"I like you, Bella. Even if it's not the exact same way for you, I still want you to feel comfortable here," I smiled. She giggled. "What?" I asked.

"You have food in your teeth," She said. Then she slowly, but surely, took her finger and wiped it off my tooth for me, wiping it on my shirt instead. Her cheeks were flaming tomatoes by now. I laughed, half surprised and half elated by the gesture.

"Well, how about my plan?" I asked.

"Fine," She sighed and I could see al the regretful moves she was about to make laid out in a perfect row, clearly there in her eyes. "It's a date."

~Bella's POV

I couldn't hear anything! Ugh. I tried harder. Nothing I got dressed, slipping on my favorite back, summer dress Alice gave me when I first moved here. Thinking about moving here made me think about Charlie. Charlie! Why hasn't he called. I went to my contact list to call him, but I realized I forgot to save his number, again. Great. I was really starting to worry. Thinking about what just happened a couple of minutes ago, before Emmett showed up, and this whole school year for that matter, made me realize how much life has changed and how much of it was Edward's fault. The thought made me cry. I think I have finally had enough.

I walked out and heard Emmett say, "Am I right?" He laughed

"Alright, get out of here," Edward punched him and laughed. I started to see if I could find the number. I felt the sudden need to leave. I wanted to stay somewhere else. Tears filled my eyes.

"Bella, what are you looking for?" Edward asked. He startled me a little, not realizing how close he was.

I sniffled. "My dad's number. I haven't heard from him in a while and I'm getting worried," I said, my voice cracking.

"Are you okay?" He walked up to me and pulled my face up. I don't know what he saw exactly, but it made me uncomfortable. I immediately pulled away and looked down. "Wouldn't it be in your phone?" He asked, changing the subject back to my dad.

"No. He got a new number a little after I left and I keep forgetting to put it in my phone," I said, my voice shaking, remembering my worry.

"Bella. Look, I'll go to Alice's room and find it. Why don't you skip class today and just relax here? I can just tell them your not feeling well and it'll be fine," I was partly considering it, but highly not. "We can play board games," He said, trying to make it sound interesting. "Or maybe even go out to lunch," He smiled.

"Why do you want to hangout with me?" I asked. I didn't get it. He was just being a smart-Alec. As usual. If I didn't know better I'd say Edward Cullen has multiple personality disorder. That or he's just really bipolar. I felt a tear slip down my cheek and Edward wiped it away. I felt my cheeks burned scarlet red.

"I like you, Bella. Even if it's not the exact same way for you, I still want you to feel comfortable here," He smiled and I noticed something. I giggled. "What?" He asked.

"You have food in your teeth," I said. Then I slowly took my finger and wiped it off his tooth, wiping it on his shirt instead. I knew my cheeks were flaming tomatoes by now. I laughed, the look on his face priceless.

"Well, how about my plan?" He asked.

"Fine," I sighed and I knew it was clear on my face that all the regretful moves I was about to make were laid out in a perfect row. "It's a date."

A/N: Well, I hoped you enjoyed! :D I don't really like this chapter. Something about it bothers me, but I hope you disagree. Hehe. :p Let me know what you liked and what you look forward to seeing. :D Review, please. It only takes a minute and it truly makes my day. 3 Hehe. So, it is GREATLY appreciated.

ABOUT THIS STORY: (IMPORTANT) At some point things will have to change. It can't just stay like this forever. So basically that song helps to let you know the story is getting softer. Not really a turning point yet, but a time for change. (: Just in case there IS any confusion.

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