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"Bella, Bella?" Bella's thoughts came to an end as a waving hand came into her line of vision. She took a glance at Skylar's concerned face, as her thin brow crinkled. Her mind scrambled as she was searching for any kind of words to respond to her childhood friend. "Wh-what... why are you here? I thought you went to Italy to persue your dreams of becomming a soccer player?" She asked as she felt an unfamiliar pang in her chest. Skylar's lips lifted in a sad smile, he gave a deep sigh as he responded. "Well, it was going great in Italy, until i received a phone call my from my mother saying uncle Charlie died.." Bella's eyes widened as realization hit her like a ton of bricks, her father's funeral was in 2 weeks. "I just wanted to see how you were doing..." He spoke as he held her hand in a comforting way, she pulled out of his grasp adruptly. "I think you should leave."

Skylar's eyes widened, "Bella, you know I can make you feel better, it would be just like old times right?" he said as convincingly as he could, trying to reassure himself moreso then her. Bella could feel her nails dig into the palms of her hands as biterness flowed through her, "Just like old times huh? So you can just leave without telling me again?"

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Edward felt like he was driving for eternity as he circled the parking lot for the 13th time, "Jeez I'm pathetic, getting whipped over some girl.."He sighed to himself as he reared his car into another lap around the parking lot. Gripping the steering wheel loosely, he stepped on the break, and placed his head on his hands lost in thought. 'She just said she loved me, and all I could do was walk away like an idiot and not say anything back.' Edward's head snapped out as a loud honking noise interrupted his thoughts, he angrily shifted his eyes to his review mirror looking at the sleek black Escalade, and he was pleasantly surprised to see an unhappy looking Skylar behind the steering wheel. Edward smiled happily as he turned into his previous parking spot, he stepped out his car, locking the doors and rushed back into the hospital as fast as he could.

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'Shit'. That was the only word that Bella could think of to sum up this whole ordeal.

"Dear, what ever it is that is bothering you, please do not fret over it". Marilyn said lightly as she placed a tray on Bella's lap.

"But-" Bella's speech was cut off as the old woman shoved a spoon of warm porridge in her mouth. The old woman smiled as she patted the troubled girl's head affectionatly.

"Life is too short to be worrying about the past".

"I don't know..."

"Now dear, I will have none of that negativity in my presence". Marilyn gave her a toothy smile as she left the room hastily. Bella looked up at the ceiling as if it had all the answers to her problems.

"If only I could crawl under a rock and die". Bella whispered to herself as she counted the bumps on the ceiling. She sighed to herself one last time as she closed her eyes.

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Skyler went into his room dropping onto the couch angrily. Bella had been on his mind ever since he could remember, even in Italy, he was living his dream, but it seemed like soccer didn't matter. She wasn't there. Nothing mattered unless she was there.

Honestly, he felt happier on the couch watching a dreadful chick flick with Bella then if a stadium filled with fans were cheering him on when he got the winning goal.

They were best friends. 'Yes. Bestfriends.' He knew that was all she ever saw him as, and it ripped him apart being near her, and he knew how he felt was always one-sided.

"Damnit". Love. Oh how he hated that ridiculous four letter word. If only he could physically rip it from his life completely. He remembered the first time Bella watched one off his soccer games when he was eight. He had missed the winning goal, but she didnt care, she clapped her hands together happily as if he had just won the world cup.

Yes, that was the moment he realized he was in love with her.

It hurt. Knowing that she didn't feel the same way hurt. He couldn't do anything except be there for her.

Tilting his head back and closing his eyes, he just thought about the memories that he had with her, because that's all he could do. Rememeber what it was like to be with her. Remember what it was like to have her there beside him. Remember always pretending she loved him back.

It always hurt less for him to pretend, because he gave himself false hope.

Yes, pretending. Skyler ignored the ache in his chest and just let sleep take over. He dreamt of brown eyes.

Once again he would pretend.

For him, that would be enough.

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"Bella?" Edward's voice echoed through the room as he peaked his head through the door.

"Come in!" he walked in, carefully closing the door behind him and took a seat at his usual position beside her bed. They sat there, just looking at each other.

"I have a question..." Bella said nervously as she fiddled with her thumbs. He nodded his head implying for her to go on.

"What were you like in highschool?"

Laughing, Edward smiled, "What were YOU like in highschool".

"Well if you must know dear Edward, I was a bookworm, always blending into the background and I only had a handfull of friends, but that did not prevent me from having a blast in highschool", she promised while taking a sip of her water.

"Well if you must know dear Bella." He spoke in the same tone playfully mocking her, "I had alot of friends, partied at every chance I got, but rest assured, I had top-notch marks". Edward grinned as she scowled slightly.

"Playboy of the school I'm guessing?" She spoke jokingly as she wagged a finger dissaprovingly in his directions.

"Why of course," Edward smiled playing along with her gag. "Well, I had a different date every night." Bella brought her hands to her mouth "No!" she gasped quite dramatically, with a playful twinkle in her eye.

"I'm afraid so Bella dear. Mindy was for Monday, Tifanny on Tuesday, Wendy on Wednseday, Tasha on Thurday, Felisha on Friday, Sandra on Saturday, and of course, Sunday is me time". Edward listed as he ticked offf his fingers.

"Sounds like you had quite a life, I think I would fall trying to keep up with you". Bella said as she held a hand towards her forhead, pretending to faint.

Edward grabbed her hand and pressed his forehead against hers. Her eyes widened as she felt his soft lips against hers. She pressed her lips back against his, feeling a pleasant tingle throughout her body. He pulled back, gasping for air. There steady breaths mingled.

She didn't notice how deep his eyes were up close, she felt like she was being pulled in. Like she was drowning.

Edward gave a small smile that made her heart race.

"Don't hesitate to fall. I will always be there to catch you."

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Oh my goodness, how long has it been since I last updated. Goodness, i feel sympathy for Skylar. don't you?

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