Disclaimer: All the characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, and this story line originally belongs to dreamscribbler (link in profile). Again, if you missed the last A/N above the story, dreamscribbler wrote chapters one through thirteen.

Previously: BPOV

He hit the button and when the elevator got to the floor we got in, now all I had to do was go to my room and try my best to sleep alone through this stupid storm…there was no way that this day could get worse now.

All of a sudden 3 things happened at once 1. The lights in the elevator flickered and shut off as the elevator shuddered to a halt, 2. I was reminded why I do not take the elevator when there is a storm, 3. I was proven wrong…my day got worse.

EPOV

"You have got to be kidding me!" Bella yelled in the darkness of the elevator. "Great, just freakin' great, we are going to die. This is SO not how I wanted to die. I should have known from how horrible this day was that I was going to die. Maybe you should have just let me fall down the stairs, then you wouldn't be about to die with me."

I honestly was pretty freaked out but I had to calm her down or she was going to have a panic attack. I couldn't exactly see her because the emergency lights hadn't come on yet and my eyes hadn't adjusted yet but I just reached out to where her voice was coming from. My fingers touched her hair and grazed down over her ear until my hand rested at the base of her neck. As I did this the dim lights came on. I reached with my free hand and hit the emergency button, then brought my other hand to brace the other side of Bella's head.

"Bella, you have to calm down, we aren't going to die."

"Edward, we are trapped in an elevator, the power is out thanks to the damn storm, and no one knows we are in here. The stupid emergency phone in this one was never replaced after some idiot ripped it out, and the cables are probably about to snap and we will crash to our death! DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN!"

"Bella, we aren't going to fall, there is no reason for the cables to snap, and if they do for some reason there are magnets to prevent the fall. Second, someone has to know that we are here, I hit the button. I am not going to let anything happen to you." I tried to assure her that we would be ok.

"Oh and what the hell are you going to do? You are in the same position I am in! Do you really think that you are really that freakin special?"

"Look, maybe we should just sit down, and talk and get our minds off the situation we find ourselves in." I moved my hands so they rubbed her upper arms, "you seem like you need to talk about this bad day of yours." Bella glared at me for a second before slowly and carefully sitting down on the floor. "So, what happened that was so bad today?"

Bella took a few deep breaths then began, "Well why don't I start at the beginning?" I nodded my head signaling her to continue, "I wake up this morning and have to find something to wear from the clothes that aren't mine, well, I guess they are mine now since your sister decided to replace my wardrobe and destroy my old wardrobe. Alice then came over and made me wear a dress today…I do NOT wear dresses. Then I go to see Jake to yell at him for his quote in the paper about us dating and not only do I find out that we are in the paper AGAIN, but what other news does he have for me? Jake, my best friend who has been in love with me for years tells me that he met someone, my cousin none the less. You know that felt great. Then before history class some asshole on a motorcycle almost runs me over. Then of course there was history itself in which Ed-"she stopped for a second, I guess I added to her horrible day. "Well…you made me fall out of my seat and probably gave everyone a show up my dress. Then of course there was my uncomfortable lunch with James who wanted me to go back to his room with him, and then the freakin dance meeting where not only did I find out that I have to SING but I almost died there by falling and hitting my head on the stage marking the second time today that I almost died since motorcycle guy was the first time, then on my way back to the car I felt like someone was following me and then motorcycle guy tried to kill me again. THEN we get back to events you know about you know with Emmett, the stairs- near death experience number four, and now the elevator which is certain death."

Wow, she really was having one hell of a day. Tears were spilling from her eyes although I could tell she was trying to hold them back. I didn't know what to say so I reached over and brushed away her tears, and she closed her eyes. I tried to ignore the normal tingle I felt from touching her skin.

"Why don't we play a game while we wait for someone to fix the elevator?" I suggested, "It will help keep your mind off the fact that we are in here." Maybe if I get her talking about things other than near death experiences and being trapped in an elevator she will cheer up a little and calm down, especially now that she got some of her frustration out.

She looked up at me with sad eyes and I could feel a tug at my heart. "What kind of game do you want to play in a dim stuck elevator? This isn't exactly Toys'r'Us we don't have a selection of board games."

I smiled; I could tell that her mood was getting a little better if she could make a joke. "Maybe we could…we could continue our game of truth or dare from the other day, no materials required."

She thought for a second then said, "There aren't really any good dares we can do in an elevator, especially because I refuse to let either of us make any sudden or harsh movements for fear of the cab falling."

"Ok, we can just ask truth questions then," I suggested, "those are the only ones we have asked so far anyway." Bella nodded and looked down. I was pretty excited, there were so many things that I wanted to know about her, and oddly enough this seemed like the perfect way to find out.

"So," I started, "what's your-"

"It's not your turn." She cut me off.

"What?"

"When we started the game, I asked the first question about Tanya, and then you asked me about why I kissed you, so it isn't your turn. It is my turn." She explained. It made sense, and I didn't really care who went first, as long as I got to ask her everything I wanted to know about her. I nodded for her to continue.

Bella thought for another second before asking, "What really happened to your lunch tray?"

I was going to just ask her trivial things like, what's your favorite kind of music, but apparently we are asking real questions today. Should I tell her the truth?

"It snapped in two." I stated simply.

"That isn't an answer! How did it happen?"

"Isn't that another question?" I asked trying to avoid answering.

"No, it is a follow up which is allowed when the person who was supposed to answer honestly is giving crappy answers like 'it snapped in two'." Uh oh, I think I am making her mad, I guess I better just answer the question.

"Oh, ok." I smiled. "Well, I …"How can I say this without sounding like a stalker? "I noticed James say something to you that made you look really scared, that made me mad because no guy should ever do that to a woman and I might have twisted my tray a little too forcefully."

She was quiet for a second…I knew it she thinks I am a creepy stalker...thanks a lot Emmett. "Now was that so hard?" She finally asked

I smiled, "No, I guess not." Well, I guess it is my turn now; I can't follow that question with asking her favorite music… "Why do you hate me?" it was something that had been bothering me since the first thing that everyone said when the rumor that we were dating started was 'that can't be, Bella hates him.'

Bella looked up at me with wide eyes, "I…I don't h-hate you."

"Bella, you have to tell the truth, and I know there has to be a reason that everyone's first response to the news that we were dating was, "she hates him.", and there also has to be a reason that Emmett thinks it would be hilarious if I went home with you guys one weekend or break, or a reason why you openly glare at me in class. So, why do you hate me?"

Bella stared at the floor for a minute in thought. I didn't think she was going to answer the question at all, but then her head popped up, "you really want to know?"

I nodded.

"Fine, I hated you because I figured you were some arrogant jerk who thought the world revolved around you."

"Why would you think that?" I asked, I had never so much as spoken to her, how could I have given her that impression?

She glared at me, "why? Um, let me see, I'm sure it has something to do with the massive amount of girls that follow you around like a shadow, none of which you have ever given the time of day to, probably because either a. they aren't attractive enough or b. they don't have enough money. It could also have something to do with the fact that you throw money around like it is nothing, and it doesn't help that you are attractive and you use the knowledge of that to your advantage."

I was stunned, and insulted. But I didn't want to start a fight with her when the whole point of this game was to calm her down, even though she was already angry now, not that I wasn't angry myself, "Oh, is that all?"

"No," she replied in a low voice, and then a little louder added, "You insulted my car."

"What?" This just kept getting more ridiculous!

"I went to pick up Emmett at one of the post-game parties and you came out and looked at my truck like it was a pile of trash, and you yelled 'why the hell is she driving that piece of crap.' I love my truck, and I took offense to that statement. Jake rebuilt that truck for me and it runs just as good as your stupid expensive shiny Volvo." I couldn't help but start laughing. I remember Emmett and Jasper telling me that that night was when I wanted to give Bella my Volvo because I thought her truck was unsafe to be driving, but there was no way I was going to tell her that.

"I didn't mean to insult your car, I was…not in the correct state of mind. And as for your other reasons for hating me they are completely unfounded. I don't know about this massive amount of girls, but the girls who follow me around, most are after Emmett, and if they are not I have tried to let them know I am not interested in them. It is not my fault they still try. And for your information it is NOT because of their appearance or wealth, I am not interested in them because I do not know them at all, they only like me because of how I look, or they think they will be popular, and that is shallow which is a big turnoff. I also don't know how I use my looks as an advantage but I'm sorry if you think I do that."

Bella looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry."

"It's ok; it's good to know what you really think of me."

"My turn right?" I nodded, "Do you think we could start over and be friends?"

I smiled,"That is an easy one, absolutely. I would love to be your friend Bella Swan, as long as you no longer hate me that is."

"I don't, I shouldn't have judged you."

"It's ok; I'm sure you aren't the first or last to do so. My turn. Why were you so upset that Jake met someone?" I really wanted to know if she had feelings for Jake, even though after I asked I felt like I might be taking advantage of my newly formed friend status.

"Well…it is just…Jake always told me that one day I would wake up and realize I was madly in love with him and that we would get married and all that jazz. I always told him he was an idiot because I have never thought of him that way. I guess I just always hoped that he was right. I mean I still don't like him that way, I just…he got over me so quickly. It's like one day he was telling me what our kids names would be then the next day he was telling me that his world was better now that he and Nessie are together. I guess I am just…I feel like I have been rejected."

I have got to stop asking these questions, she looks so sad.

"Hey," she looked up at me, "no offense to your cousin, she is cute and all, but anyone would be crazy to want to be with her over you."

She smiled, "it is stupid though, because I didn't WANT to be with him, I just…it felt good to be wanted by someone I guess." I nodded. "So, how many girlfriends have you had and who were they?"

I could feel my face heating up, "well, I…I haven't really ever had an actual girlfriend."

"What?" she asked, clearly in disbelief.

"Yeah, I guess I just, haven't found too many girls who sparked my interest."

It looked like she understood something, "Oh my God, you're gay?"

"What?!?"

"No, it makes total sense, I mean you dress better than any guy I have ever met, you don't find those girls attractive, I have never seen you even check out a girl, I can't believe I didn't see it before."

"But I'm not-"

"Does Emmett know?"

"Bella! I am not gay. I said I haven't found too many, not that I haven't found any. I dress nice because Alice buys my clothes." She didn't look convinced. "I AM NOT GAY!"

"Mmmhmm, whatever you say. I won't tell anyone, I promise."

"I swear!" Bella just laughed, I hope she believed me. "Anyway, same question, how many boyfriends have you had and who are they?"

She was quiet, all signs of joking gone from her face. I didn't think it would be too tough to answer. I figured she didn't date honestly, I know that Emmett scares all the guys away from her anyway.

"I have had one boyfriend, but I can't say who he is." She finally answered.

"Why not?"

"When we decided to end our relationship we made a deal never to tell anyone that we dated, so I would be breaking that deal." She explained. I couldn't let it go that easily.

"You are going to lose the game because of some deal you made with some random guy?" I asked hoping she would give in.

I could tell she didn't want to lose, she probably had at least some of that competitive nerve that Emmett has. "Oh come on, I answered half the question, I just can't tell you who."

"Bella, I'm not going to tell anyone, just tell me who it is. I might not even know him."

She took a deep breath and let it out quickly, "fine, but if you tell anyone I swear I will kill you."

"Are you that ashamed?"

"No, I have nothing against him, I think he is really awesome, we were just better friends than…boyfriend and girlfriend." That sounded familiar, but I guess it is just a common thing.

"Ok, so who is it?"

Another deep breath, "I dated Jasper freshman year."

Did she just say…no she couldn't have said…

"I swear if you tell Alice, or mention anything to Jasper or Emmett I will kill you." She warned.

"You are serious?!" she nodded, "but how is that possible? I would have known, how could we have not known? What about…"

"Jasper roomed with Peter freshman year; it was really easy to avoid you guys. Emmett was being a jerk ignoring me and making me leave whenever I attempted to hang around him and Jasper was there for me. We started hanging out and then we just started dating. We decided it might be weird if anyone knew so we kept it a secret."

I was in shock, "Did you two have sex?" this is one of those questions that guys ask each other, not one that a guy asks a girl who just admitted that she used to date your roommate. If I was unsure of these rules before, her slapping me made me sure. "Sorry, that would be a question for Jasper not you."

"No! You can't ask Jasper you can't tell Jasper you know! And it is none of your damn business if we had sex or not!"

"Oh come on, just tell me, if you don't I am going to ask Jas-"then I remembered something. I remembered going to hang out with Jasper one day freshman year and hearing him moaning and some girl giggling. When I asked him about it he told me it wasn't what I thought, but I never believed him. I mean he would be unbelievably tense and stressed then all of a sudden be calm and easy-going. I felt like I got kicked in the gut. "You were having sex."

"What?"

"I know you were, I heard you two." She looked confused so I explained what I heard and how Jasper acted.

"People can moan for all kinds of reasons besides sex." She defended.

"Oh really?" she nodded, "example."

"Fine, lay down on your stomach."

"Excuse me?"

"Just do it" she demanded. I laid down, and she kneeled down at my side, she seemed to hesitate then started to massage my back. It felt great, after a minute or so I heard a moan escape from my mouth as she pushed a certain spot in my lower back. At that second she stopped, "point proven. Those were the apparent sex noises you heard coming from Jasper's room."

I picked myself up off the floor and got back into sitting position feeling a little more relaxed, I believed Bella completely. "Ok, I believe you. Your question."

"Umm…What's rule number one."

"Can't tell you that."

"Are you serious? You are going to lose this easily? I told you about Jasper."

I guess I could tell her, there weren't really any rules about her knowing, "Ok, but don't tell Emmett you know." She nodded in agreement, "rule number one is a rule that Emmett came up with our freshman year that pretty much says that no one on the football team can enter into a relationship that is more than just a friendly one with another teammate's sister."

"But Emmett said it only applied to him, what did that mean?"

She didn't miss a thing, "Well this rule stayed in place up until this semester, when Rosalie came here, obviously Emmett wanted to be able to date her so he allowed exceptions. The only people who know there are exceptions are me, since I gave Jasper the ok to ask out Alice and Emmett since he made the rule, and Jasper. See…Emmett made the rule because he didn't want any of the guys to make a move on you. I am surprised Jasper asked you out, there were severe threats on anyone who went near you."

Bella was not taking this well, she jumped up and started yelling, "EMMETT SWAN IS SUCH A HYPOCRITE! He comes up with some stupid rule and then changes it when it doesn't benefit him anymore?? And who the hell is he to decide who I can and cannot date? I swear I am going to go back up there and-"

Suddenly the elevator shuddered again and Bella's mood changed from anger to fear I stood up and held her. I assured her that it was ok, that it was just working again not falling.

BPOV

I really regretted jumping up, I should have known better than to make such a sudden movement. Suddenly the elevator was quaked and started moving. I couldn't breathe, we were going to die, I just knew it. Edward jumped up and put his arms around me. He kept telling me that it was going to be ok, and I wanted to believe me, but I felt like this was the end, but then again…suddenly spending my last moment on earth in his arms didn't seem like such a bad thing.

We heard a ding and the doors opened and we both rushed out of the elevator. We were only on the 5th floor but we didn't care. I swear I could have kissed the tile if I wouldn't have been too embarrassed to do it in front of Edward.

I honestly enjoyed spending time with Edward; I had fun and defiantly didn't think about how scared I was for most of the time. I cannot believe I told him about me and Jasper, and I was mortified when he asked me if we had sex. We never did, but I was so embarrassed to be talking about it with him. Ugh, but hearing about Emmett…I could have gone back up there and killed him if I wasn't afraid of walking in on him again.

Now all I wanted to do was go in my room and try to get to sleep through this horrible storm. Oh man, I told Angela I wouldn't be there tonight so Ben could spend the night, that will be Awkward.

"So why were you going to Emmett's room?" Edward asked on our way to our rooms.

I guess we were still playing our game. "Well, I have always been afraid of storms. I can't sleep during them. It didn't help that when my parents were going through the divorce their fighting was at its peak during storms. Emmett always let me sleep in his room; it calmed me down enough to get some sleep. I guess tonight he would rather have a roommate that would entertain him than one who would jump at every thunder rumble and lightening crack."

"Oh, so are you going to be able to sleep tonight?" He asked.

"Umm...well…I guess I can try. Angela has Ben in there; she normally has him over when I am not there so after that fun conversation I should be ok. They will probably go to Ben's dorm, and I will put my iPod on high volume and try to forget the storm."

There was a loud boom of thunder as we neared his door and I involuntarily jumped.

"Do you want to sleep with me?"

I felt my face turn red, "e-excuse me?" He didn't…

He squeezed his eyes shut as he realized what he said, "I mean…I didn't mean that. I meant…would you like to sleep in my room? Jasper is spending the night at Alice's so I have the room to myself. You can sleep in there with me since Emmett's room is pre-occupied."

"Jasper doesn't like when people sleep in his bed." I reminded him, Jasper was very picky about his bed, I am sure he didn't mind Alice but no one else.

"I know, you can sleep in my bed, I can sleep on the floor."

"I can't let you sleep on the floor in your own room."

Edward opened the door to his room and I hesitantly walked in with him.

"I have no problem sleeping on the floor, I am NOT letting you sleep on the floor, now get in the bed."

"No." I said stubbornly.

Edward stepped in front of me and his face was just inches from my own, I could barely breathe, my heart started racing, "that wasn't a request, get in my bed." How do you do that breathing thing again? The look in his eyes... "Bella," he breathed, "breathe."

I took a ragged breath, and he smiled that crooked smile.

"I can't let you sleep on the floor."

He looked for a second, then a playful smile crossed his lips, "well then, I guess we are sharing."

I just stared at him for a second, he sighed took off his pants, pulled back the comforter, locked the door, shut the lights picked me up and brought me to his bed before I had a chance to object.

"Comfortable?" he asked after pulling the comforter up over us. My whole body was tingling. I was in bed with Edward Cullen.

"Yeah."

"Good, sweet dreams Bella."

"Goodnight." It was going to be a very hard to sleep, and I doubt it would have anything to do with the storm.