Here is the next chapter. I'm sorry that a lot of you thought that was the end. There is still a little drama they need to go through and don't forget you have not gotten Edward's back story yet. I promise when this story is done, and like all my others, there will by an A/N at the bottom saying it is the end.

BPOV

So, Edward and I had yet to have sex and that was something I was truly wanting to do. He was acting like he didn't know what he was doing, but yet he has said he has had sex before. I felt a little crazy to be honest. Every time I thought we are getting somewhere, something or someone interrupted us. I loved our little make out sessions when we had them. I did give Edward head for his birthday, but that took some talking him into it. We needed to talk and I didn't care if he didn't want to. There was something going on in his head and I wanted in!

He was weird on his birthday, but he did open up to me about it. He said things felt too right, and I couldn't agree more. Everything was going great and for some reason I had such a bad feeling in my stomach. One day I was on edge, because I swore someone was following us. Edward told me I was crazy, but I had a feeling he was feeling it, too. There was something going on and I knew for sure neither of us knew what it was.

The day after his birthday, his money came in. I asked him how he felt, but he never really gave me an answer. Although, he did tell me he remembered his grandparent's big house. He said that he remembered they had money, but he didn't know how they were so rich. I was taking what I could get with him and I did my very best not to push him into telling me things he wasn't ready for.

With everything going on with the two of us, I was feeling a little down. I was doing my best to do everything I said I would, but I needed Edward to come to me and it was driving me crazy that he seemed fine without me. I mean, I was usually with him, but he was happy with quiet and just sitting around. On an upside, I did notice he was smoking a lot less. I asked why one time and he just shrugged.

I know this will sound very immature, but I stopped with our everyday routine. I felt like I was the only one trying. Edward wasn't being mean or anything, but I wanted him to come to me. I wanted to feel wanted. I was feeling pmsy, although I never got my period much anymore, so I was sure that was playing a factor.

After school, I always went with him and then came home on most nights to have dinner with my parents. Instead of going to his house like a lost puppy, I went home. My parents were both working, so it was honestly really nice to be home alone. I didn't have any homework, so I picked up the house, started dinner, and did a load of laundry. My mother did so much for my father and I, so I thought this would be a nice break for her. That and I knew she hated me being gone all the time.

I was getting a little more pissy when I saw I had been home for over two hours and Edward hadn't even texted me. I thought for sure he would have. I wanted him to want me and not just because I was always around. I wanted a relationship with him and I didn't want to be the only one who was trying.

Anyway, I shook my head to clear it of Edward as much as I could. My mom had everything out for spaghetti, but I wasn't really sure what I was doing when it came to the kitchen. I knew I had to boil the water, so I did that. I heated up the sauce, but I didn't understand why there was no meat in it like there usually was. I just shrugged my shoulder and turned the sauce off. Once the water was boiling, I broke the noodles and threw them in the pan. While they cooked, I went upstairs to grab a book. While I was in my room, I checked my facebook, but there was nothing from Edward. I huffed as I headed back downstairs. Before I could make it to the kitchen, I heard my mom come in.

"Bella?" she asked in a raise voice.

"Hi Mom!" I said with the biggest smile. "Surprise!"

"I see... um..." she said trailing off. She went to the stove and looked at my work. "Um..." she said again.

"What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" I asked standing next to her.

"It's okay, it was a nice thought," she said turning off the stove. "We can try again tomorrow and I will show you how I make it."

"Okay," I said with a pout as she giggled at me. "What did I do wrong?"

"Well, you didn't cook the hamburger, and you didn't stir the pasta," she said as I put my hands on my hips. I guess I knew less than I thought.

"Sorry, that all makes sense. I was wondering why there was no meat in the sauce," I told her as she laughed harder.

"I'll call Daddy and ask him to bring home pizza. Oh, why is Edward outside? I told him he could come in, but he said you were mad at him," she told me as I rolled my eyes.

"Do guys ever get less dumb?" I asked as my mom kissed my forehead.

"No," she said shaking her head, "no they don't."

I laughed with her as I headed outside. I found him sitting on the porch stairs smoking. I sat down next to him as close as I could. I felt better knowing he had come to me. He looked at me for a long moment and I put my head on his shoulder. I felt him shake his head, but he put his arm around my shoulders and hugged me.

"I'm sorry for whatever I did," he said. I couldn't help laughing at my silliness.

"You didn't do anything," I said. In all honesty, I guess he didn't.

"When I got home and you weren't there with Alice, I felt lost... man I sound like a bitch," he said making me laugh. "So what is going on?"

"I don't know. Sometimes I feel like you don't want me around or that you only want me because I am always around," I said picking at my nails.

"I like you around, even if you talk too much," he said kissing my temple.

"I don't know what's wrong with me." I said as he chuckled.

"You're a girl, I didn't think you needed an excuse." He laughed a little and I just shrugged. "Is there anything else you need to get off your chest? I have been waiting for you to talk to me, but you never do and I know it has to be important."

"Well, I guess that just confirmed that you pay more attention to me than I thought you did," I said feeling a little dumb. "I want to have sex with you and I feel like that is something you don't want." I may have let all that out in one breath, but I really felt better.

"I want to, I think about it all the time," he said as I looked at him.

"Oh, I never would have thought that."

"I can't believe I am going to say this, but I think we need to talk more, instead of holding everything in," he said as my mouth hung open.

"I can't believe you're saying that either, but yeah, I guess you're right. I just really want you, but I don't want to feel like a hooker trying to get some," I said as he kissed me.

"I love you," he blurted out.

"Really?" I asked with the biggest smile on my face.

"Um... I've got to go," he said rushing away from me.

I don't care if he rushed away or not, he had said he loved me and he wasn't taking it back!

Ha who would have seen that coming! Hopefully I will see you next week!