A/N: Hey everyone! I have to say I'm kind of disappointed with the response I've been getting for my story. :( My last few chapters didn't get as many reviews as the ones before it. But it's okay. I still love all you guys who review so I'll continue to write and try to post updates as fast as possible! :) Here is the next chapter. I hope you like it! Review and let me know. :

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Chapter 13

Bella's POV

My eyes were closed. I listened to Edwards tires spin against the gravel but I just couldn't watch him drive away. I had only known him for a day but my heart was already breaking, knowing that I lost him. I felt a tear slide down my cheek and I raced inside the house, slamming the door behind me with a mixture of sadness and frustration. It wasn't fair! Why couldn't a normal guy ever like me? I understood that I was boring and ugly but I wasn't asking for Mr. perfect, just someone to actually like me. Apparently that was too much to ask for because I got stuck with a player and a stalker competing for my attention instead.

I dropped my things on my desk and sunk to my bed. I really liked Edward. He was sweet and funny and he even tried to protect me from Emmett's flirting. He was gorgeous and smart and he liked me. He actually liked me enough to pursue me despite the fact that I probably wounded his ego several times. He didn't mind my clumsiness or my shyness or my stubbornness. Those qualities usually put people off but Edward actually liked them. I knew it was stupid to act this way over a boy I just met, but I didn't care. I liked Edward and finding out that he wasn't the perfect angel I thought he was hurt. That's why I didn't agree to go out with him. I wanted to! I wanted to say yes more than anything. I could feel the words trembling on my lips but I bit them back. I was too afraid of getting hut. I thought he was too good to be true and I didn't want to risk it. It turned out I was right. I was hurting but I knew that it was for the best. If I had let it go any farther, I would have been hurting even more when I found out.

It was weird though. I never could have imagined Edward as a stalker. Even know I had trouble picturing it. The stereotypical image of a stalker plagued my thoughts. I pictured a guy with dark hair, features and clothes. I imagined him being picked on all the time, dateless, and alone. I imagined him as being the quiet and reserved type who followed girls around like puppy dogs. I guess Edward was kind of like that. He did follow me today and he was really quiet. From what I heard he also didn't have a lot of girlfriends. But he was so bright and happy and alive. He had a lot of friends and never got picked on. And he had bronze hair, emerald green eyes, and a brilliantly beautiful, crooked smile. I almost started to doubt Emmett's words when I remembered the conversation from just moments before. Edward was hiding in the bushes near the windows below my room. And he did admit to seeing me with Emmett. What else could that mean?

Deciding that I couldn't allow myself to think about it anymore I grabbed my IPOD of the desk and turned on Clair de Lune by Debussy. It was peaceful and soothing and before I knew it I felt myself drifting into sleep.

I awoke to the sound of my cell phone ringing. I jerked up in bed and glanced around in panic at the dark room before remembering where I was. I glanced at my alarm clock. It was 8:30. Wow, I had been out for a while. Charlie must have turned the lights off when he came home. The phone rang again and this time I flipped it open, pulling it to my hear before bothering to see who it was.

"Hello?" I mumbled groggily, my words slurred with sleep. My eyes still felt heavy and I started to close them.

"Bella?" A velvet voice floated through the speaker. My eyes snapped open at once, shock sending adrenaline through my veins. Now I was awake. At first I wanted to smile at his voice but then I remembered what he had done. My thoughts hardened with anger.

"Edward?" I questioned angrily. How dare he call me after what happened earlier. It was obvious that he heard my anger because I could hear him hesitating on the other line. He started to speak, paused, and then started again. Finally he sighed, took a deep breath, and broke the silence.

"I need you to do me a favor," he breathed quickly, nervousness clouding his words.

"What?" I growled. I couldn't believe he was actually asking me a favor. The nerve of him!

"Bella, listen to me—"

"I'd rather not," I interrupted my voice drenched with venom.

"Bella please," He begged.

I sighed.

"Go ahead," I muttered coldly.

"Remember how I saved you from Emmett at school today?" He asked.

I felt my anger rising at his words. "Why are you going to throw that in my face, Edward? You saved me and now I owe you?"

He paused and I could tell that he was considering it.

"I'm not going to throw that in your face Bella. I considered it, but I just couldn't do that to you."

I frowned. Damn my stupid sensitivity. The moment he started sounding all caring and sweet my anger dimmed.

He's a stalker Bella! I mentally scolded myself You don't need to be nice to him!

"So what's your point Edward?" I asked, keeping my cool.

"You told Emmett I was your boyfriend. He challenged us on that and said he would be watching. I don't know if your dad told you about this or not yet, but your coming to my house for dinner tomorrow. He'll know where not dating and then he'll bother you more."

I groaned. Great. Just perfect. I didn't want Emmett to bother me but I didn't want Edward to stalk me either.

"Yeah, well better him then you I guess," I muttered, not entirely sure if that was true.

On the other line Edward sighed.

"Well there's another thing. Emmett spread the word and my whole family things were dating," He explained.

"So…?" I prompted.

"Bella, I've never seen my parents or Alice so happy before," he continued. "I really don't want to ruin it. I know they'll have to find out eventually….but I don't want it to be tomorrow at dinner. Do you think you could just pretend to be my girlfriend tomorrow?"

I was silent.

"Please," he pleaded.

"Edward, under normal circumstances I would. I don't want Emmett to find out I lied and I do want to help you but…I just don't think I can. Not after what you did."

He sighed and I heard him throw something against the wall.

"Bella, I didn't do anything!" He wasn't yelling but his voice was a little louder then usual. It was angry and frustrated.

"Emmett said—"

"Emmett's a liar," he cut in. "He's just trying to make you hate me so you'll go crawling back to him."

"I wouldn't go crawling back to him and he knows it!" I yelled.

"That's why he's trying even harder Bella!"

I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth. Emmet could have been lying. Edward could be right. But I wasn't sure and I didn't know what to do. I couldn't handle this.

"You know what Edward, fine!" I surrendered, making my decision. "I I'll pretend to be your girlfriend tomorrow. But don't think you have a chance with me because of it. I still don't know if I believe you."

Edward started to say something else but I didn't give him the chance. Fuming, I hung up the phone trying to think about how I was supposed to pretend to love the guy I was beginning to hate.

"Bella?" Charlie's voice interrupted my thoughts.

Dammit! Charlie! What was I supposed to say to him about Edward? I've only been here for a day how was I supposed to explain a boyfriend?

Think, think, I chanted to myself.

Charlie opened the door and peered inside.

"Good morning sleepyhead. How was your day?" He asked.

I sighed. Here goes nothing.

"Uh…well…Dad…there's something I have to tell you."

A/N: Hey everyone! So I've already started writing this next part and I'm almost done with it. It's going to be pretty short, sorry, so I thought if I got a good response for this chapter I would try to post it tomorrow or Monday; whenever I get time. After that it might be a while before I update. Don't hate me if it takes a week or two!