Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.

A/N: This is Bella and Edward's sophomore year in college. Edward is twenty, Bella is nineteen. It's around January.

Bella POV—Nineteen

I dropped my bag into my dorm room, saying a quick hello to my roommate, Katy, before walking to my car. I had one of my first child development classes earlier today. It was tough, but fun. I had decided I wanted to major in education, with a minor in special education. I wanted to become a kindergarten teacher.

I loved kids. I love their innocence and sweetness, their kindness and bluntness. How they would be so oblivious to the bad things in the world around them. Their only concerns were what they would play at recess and what they would eat at snack time.

Plus I loved the idea of working with them at such a young age. I would basically teach them the most important things in their lives, how to read, write, the numbers, the alphabet. I would be teaching them the building blocks of the rest of their lives. It was inspiring.

I was headed to Edward's work, to stop by for a few minutes and say hello. On Wednesday's, like today, he worked while I had my child development class. Wednesday's are when we spent the least time together. I would always try to see him at work, usually bringing him a treat. And since we both didn't have morning classes on Thursday's, we would usually spend the night at his place or mine, just cuddling and falling asleep in each other's arms.

He worked at a bookstore and was working particularly late hours tonight. I slid into my truck, turning on the radio to a CD of Edward playing the piano. He gave it to me for our two year anniversary (among other things) and I loved it endlessly. I would play it whenever I was in the car, whenever I went to bed, whenever I had free time on my hands. And the first song was the most beautiful, sweet, romantic lullaby I ever heard. My lullaby. The rest was a mix of different, complicated, intricate songs that I loved. It was truly the best thing Edward could've gotten me, my favorite gift. Aside from the garnet necklace hanging from my neck.

I was in simple jeans and a t-shirt, nothing to fancy. Edward's shift ended at midnight; it was half past ten and I wanted to be comfortable. I was bringing him a coffee, just as an excuse to see him really. Edward could probably stay up for days if he wanted to. He went to bed later then me and woke up earlier, but somehow, he never seemed tired.

"Can I help you?" the Starbucks guy asked when I walked in. He raised his eyebrows suggestively and I fought the urge to gag. He had a unibrow and acne.

"Can I just have a medium coffee, with cream and two sugars," I requested, knowing it was Edward's favorite.

"Sure thing," he said in an attempt at flirty. I just rolled my eyes, placing my left hand on the counter in an effort to make him see my ring and leave me alone. He gave me a pouty frown before turning to make my order.

"Thanks," I said after a few minutes, grabbing the coffee and handing him the money. I stopped back in my truck before driving the few minutes it took to get to Edward's work. When I walked in, I saw him standing on a little ladder, organizing the books on the top shelf. It was pretty much empty, and I tip toed over to him, trying to be sneaky. I found myself level with his butt. I giggled silently.

"Nice view down here," I said in a conversationally, like I was talking about the view out a window or something. He jumped about a mile, almost falling off the ladder.

"Bella!" he said excitedly when he realized it was me. I giggled and he jumped down, wrapping his arms around me and kissing me. "I missed you," he whispered.

"It's only been a few hours," I reminded him.

"Exactly," he agreed. His lips moved to my neck and I could feel my breathing speeding up. "Much too long." He froze when we heard a loud "ahem" coming from behind us.

"Mr. Cullen I don't think that would qualify as work," a middle aged woman with a big manager tag stuck to her shirt scolded. I took an automatic step back from Edward.

"Sorry," he apologized.

"It's okay," she said stiffly. "Just get back to work."

"Right," he said instantly. We waited until she rounded the corner to burst into silent laughter.

"Well I hate to be distracting you from work," I said seriously, but my playful smile gave me away. "I just brought you this." I handed him the Starbucks cup.

"Aw, you shouldn't have," he teased. He took a grateful sip. "I'm exhausted." I rolled my eyes. Edward was never exhausted.

"Well it's a good thing I brought that then," I noted. He smiled.

"Just having you here is enough to wake me up," he murmured seductively into my ear. I shivered lightly.

"Ahem!" we heard again from the next row over. She must be watching us from behind the books. How sketchy. We both burst into giggles.

"I'd better go," I said reluctantly. He pulled me in for another lingering kiss.

"Meet me back at my dorm when my shift ends," he instructed. "James said he probably wouldn't be around tonight so it will be just the two of us." I shivered again at the suggestiveness of his words.

"I'll be waiting," I promised. He kissed my forehead one last time before I hurried outside. My cell phone rang shrilly from my pocket and I grabbed it, wondering who would be calling so late.

"Hello?" I answered curiously.

"Bella?" It was Alice. She sounded kind of worried.

"What's wrong Alice? Is someone hurt?" I demanded instantly, set off by her nervous tone.

"No, no! I was just sitting here with Jasper when I got this really strange feeling that…you and Edward were going to break up." She whispered the last part. I could just picture her and Jasper, her eyes wide and nervous, him trying to soothe her. But nothing calmed Alice when she got her hunches.

"Alice," I said uneasily. "I was just with Edward. We're doing perfectly fine, I can assure you of that."

"Are you sure?" she persisted. I racked my mind. We hadn't had any fights recently and I couldn't imagine something that would come up.

"Yeah," I said, my voice distant.

"Well…I don't know. I just got this weird feeling," she said, sighing.

"It's probably nothing," I heard Jasper whisper.

"Right," she agreed. She sounded like she was trying to convince herself. "It's probably nothing."

"Right," I agreed, reminding her I was still on the phone. "I'll let you get back to Jasper. Night Alice."

"Night Bella…be careful okay?" she said, her voice still serious.

"Sure. Bye."

"Bye." I hung up the phone, feeling slightly uneasy. Alice's feelings were almost always right. She was known for them. I just hoped she was wrong this time. I didn't want anything to separate me and Edward.

But she had to be wrong. Edward and I were getting alone perfectly fine. We were still in love. And it definitely wasn't lack of a sex life or anything. I pondered it for a minute before deciding to just put it out of my mind.

I decided to kill my time by going back to the room and hanging out with Katy and her boyfriend Sam. They were both Native American, and really nice. I couldn't have asked for a better roomie. She loved the same books as me and liked to create awkward situations and make sexual references. We got along perfectly.

"Hey," I said as I walked into the room.

"Hey Bella," Katy greeted with a smile. She was sitting on the couch, cuddled into Sam. They were watching The Notebook. "Your fiancé's roommate is a creep," she announced suddenly. Katy was one of the only people I knew that always called him my fiancé aside from my close friends. Everyone else was determined to call him my boyfriend.

"What'd he do this time?" I sighed. James was becoming even more of a problem. He flirted with me almost every time I went to Edward's. Sometimes even right in front of Edward! I mean, how thick can you get? Edward never thought of it as flirting though; he wasn't worried about me cheating or anything. Cause why would I? I have everything I could ever want or need with Edward. To go for another guy would just be…stupid.

"He tried to get me to come back to his room with him." She shuddered delicately. "Gross. I told him I had a boyfriend and he didn't even care. He was just like 'he doesn't need to know.'" She rolled her eyes.

"Someone needs to knock some sense into that boy," I said, shaking my head.

"I'll do it," Sam volunteered instantly, his voice a growl. He raised his fists and cracked his knuckles menacingly. Sam was tall and well built, almost as muscular as Emmett.

"You know I don't want you to fight," Katy scolded lightly. He sighed

"Sorry babe," he murmured, kissing her.

"I'll just go in my room," I told her quietly, rushing from the room to give them some alone time. "I'm going to Edward's around midnight."

"Okay," Katy called back, slightly breathless.

I busied myself with reading for a while. I read Romeo and Juliet for a while, then Wuthering Heights. But I kept finding myself distracted by Alice. What she had said earlier was kind of creeping me out. She thought Edward and I were going to break up. I couldn't let that happen. I loved him much too much.

At around 11:50 I decided I couldn't sit around by myself any longer and got up to make the short drive to Edward's. I changed into sweatpants, knowing I would probably end up sleeping over anyways. I had a key, so I wouldn't be waiting outside in the cold either. Plus, according to Edward, James was gone for a while, so I wouldn't have to deal with his flirtatious comments either.

When I opened the door, I saw Katy and Sam, asleep in each other's arms. I smiled; they were too cute. I turned off the TV and draped a blanket over their sleeping forms before making my way outside.

Edward's dorm was only a two or three minute drive. I could easily walk, but being out alone this late at night made me nervous, so I usually just drove the short distance.

When I pulled up to the dorm, all of the lights were off. I let myself inside, figuring James was probably still out with one of the bimbos he took off with every night. I rolled my eyes. Poor Edward couldn't have been stuck with a worse roommate.

I made my way into the tiny kitchen, pouring myself a glass of water to keep myself busy before Edward got here. I wasn't really paying attention. I knew that when Edward got here he'd just come in and come over to me. I was taking a sip of my water when I felt two arms circle around my waist, pulling me against his body. Something felt off but I didn't think too much about it. I just spun around, my eyes already fluttering shut, and pressed my lips to his.

That feeling that something was off came back to me tenfold. He froze for a second when I started kissing him but after that started kissing me back. But it wasn't the usual, love filled, passionate kisses we shared. It felt more rushed and lusty. It wasn't really enjoyable. It made me feel kind of slimy.

And then it was the lips themselves. Somewhat dry, colder then usual. And they tasted different. I figured it was the coffee I gave him that gave it the weird taste.

And then Alice's warning popped into my head again and I couldn't help but wonder if this was what she was talking about. This sudden difference, the lust more pronounce then the love. I went to push Edward away when I suddenly heard Edward's voice.

"What the hell?" he burst. That was so strange. He was kissing me, but talking at the same time. No not talking. Yelling.

I pushed away from Edward, opening my eyes. And my jaw dropped when I saw that it wasn't Edward that I was kissing. No, Edward was standing by the door, his eyes wide with shock and fury. The arms that had encircled my waist weren't Edward's. The man I was kissing wasn't Edward.

It was James.

"Edward it's not what you think," I said instantly, taking a step towards him and pushing James's arms away from me. I felt dirty just touching them.

"Really Bella? So you aren't kissing my roommate then?" he asked, his tone bitingly sarcastic. He clearly thought I was just making excuses. He thought I was really cheating on him. I had to fix this!

"No! I mean I was but-" I began desperately but he cut me off.

"Save your excuses," he spat. The look of disgust, fury and pain on his face was enough to bring a roll of nausea to my stomach. "I'll just let you two get on with it." And with that, he stormed from the dorm, slamming the door behind him. I instantly went to follow but by the time I wrenched the door open, the Volvo was already speeding away.

"Come back," I whispered, my voice cracking pathetically. Pain threatened to crush me and I felt my knees buckling underneath me.

"It's okay baby. Now we can finally get together. I know you've been wanting to for a while," James said huskily from behind me. His sickening words brought on a fury that I hadn't felt in years. That I hadn't felt since I thought Edward was dating Marietta.

"You complete asshole!" I screeched. "Why would you put your arms around me like that!? Why would you even put your filthy hands on me?! You're disgusting! And then you just let me kiss you! I thought you were Edward! I am engaged and you're a pig!" I ranted. I couldn't help it. What a slime ball.

"Don't act like you didn't want it," James said, taking a step closer to me.

"I didn't want it you horrible ass!" I yelled in my loudest, meanest voice. And then I used all the strength I had in my left hand to punch him in the face. Right in the jaw.

"Gah!" he yelled, jumping back, his hand reaching up to his face to clutch the spot I had hit. I saw that my ring had cut a hole in his cheek and he was bleeding freely.

"That's what you get!" I spat. And then I turned on my heel, stomping from the room and into my truck. Once I was seated, away from James, the fury melted into a pain that threatened to crush me.

Edward was gone. Who knows where he went. And he thought I was cheating on him. With James. I had to find him, I had to explain. I knew he wouldn't be mad when he found out the truth. I just had to find him so I could tell him the truth. I pulled out my cell phone, dialing Alice's number as the sobs began racking through my chest. I knew Edward wouldn't answer. He wouldn't want to hear it.

"Hello?" she answered. She sounded sleepy. I glanced at the dashboard clock and realized it was ten past twelve.

"It's m-me," I choked. "You w-w-were r-right."

"Shit!" she exclaimed. "I'll be right there." She hung up the phone, probably already getting dressed and on her way out the door.

I sat and waited, letting the waves of misery wash over me. Poor Edward. He thought I had betrayed him. My fiancé, my love. I could never.

And what if he didn't believe me? What if he thought I was just making excuses? I can't live without Edward. He is my life, my reason for living.

What would possibly happen if Edward and I never made up?

A/N: I know you all probably hate me right now. Honestly, I hate myself. But I had a dream like this and I was like I'm gonna add it to my fanfic! And I also found out that I'm nominated for not only best WIP but for best general romance and best alternative universe. That is so cool!! Thanks to whoever nominated me and whoever votes for me, you're all so sweet and kind and I love you (in a non creepy way)!! Shout out to Katy!! And sorry you're Native American, if you aren't in real life, but you're basically taking the place of Emily haha! REVIEW!!