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Chapter 5: Friday, Seven O'clock

BPOV

As Friday was quickly approaching there was one thing I realized: There was no way that I could go on this date. I was freaking out. How could Edward even want to go on a date with me? There was nothing special about me. He probably just did it so he wouldn't feel bad about totally ditching me. Yeah, that had to be it, and after this date he would never talk to me again.

I decided I would call him, and tell him that we didn't have to go on this date. I looked through my room to see where I put his number. After searching through my room, I couldn't find it anywhere. I went to Alice to see if she had it.

"Hey, Alice. Do you have Edward's number," I asked her. She was talking to someone on the phone.

"Hold on, Jasper. Someone just rudely came barged into my room without knocking." She pulled the phone away from her mouth, so Jasper wouldn't here. "What do you need?"

"I was just wondering if you had Edward's number," I repeated.

"Why would I have Edward's number? Didn't he give it to you?"

"He did, but I put it some where in my room. I can't find it."

"I don't have it. Why do you need his number? Aren't you seeing him on Friday?" Alice was looking at me suspiciously.

"Yeah, I just needed to talk to him, though." I had never been a good liar, and Alice knew whenever I was lying. I could feel my face start to turn red, and once that happened Alice knew I was lying to her.

"You're going to call him to tell him you can't go out on Friday, aren't you? Bella! Don't do this," She whined.

"Alice, he probably doesn't even want to go out. He probably just felt bad for me-" She cut me off.

"Jasper was just saying that all Edward has been talking about it your guys' date on Friday. He that Edward was actually getting annoying."

"Look, Alice, can you just ask Jasper for Edward's number?" I didn't believe that Jasper had just been telling her that.

"Bella, stop this. You're going on that date with Edward on Friday night, whether you like it or not."

"Better yet, why don't you just tell Jasper to tell Edward that I'm not going on Friday. Make up some excuse, and say that I'm busy, out of town, or something like that. Ok? Great, thanks!" I rushed out of her room before she could say anything else.

"Bella," I head her yell, but I ignored her.

I felt so relieved. At least that was over, and I didn't have to worry about that anymore.

EPOV

I had everything set up for Friday. It was going to be the perfect date. I couldn't stop thinking about it, and I couldn't stop thinking about Isabella. She had invaded my mind. She was amazing, wonderful, and beautiful. Damn, was she beautiful. Friday couldn't come quick enough.

My thoughts were interrupted when my phone started to ring. I grabbed it, and looked down. Jasper, flashed across the screen.

"Hey, man! What's up?" He was probably annoyed to be talking to be. All I had talked about lately was Isabella.

"Hey, Edward. I hate to be the person to break the bad news, but I just got off the phone with Alice. Well, Bella can't go out on Friday. I'm sorry."

"Wait, what?" I asked.

"I guess Alice talked to Bella, and Bella said that she can't go out on Friday."

"Why doesn't Bella call me, and me herself?"

"Ok, here's the story. While Alice and I were talking, Bella came into Alice's room. I guess she lost your number, and was asking Alice if she had it. Alice said no, and asked Alice asked her why she needed it. Look, Edward, Alice told me it was because Bella was busy, but I heard them. Bella thinks the only reason you're going out with her is because you feel bad for her. Alice tried to knock some sense into her, but Bella was too stubborn. Bella just told Alice to tell me to tell you."

I sighed. "Why is it so hard for her understand that I like her, and want to go out with her? Hey, Jasper, thanks for telling me this I have to go," and I hung up. Since I didn't have Isabella's number, I decided I would just go to her house. I grabbed my keys, and went to my car. I was thankful that I had already been there, and knew where it was.

Once I got there, I parked my car in the driveway, and knocked on the door. Alice answered the door.

"Jasper told you already? I figured you'd come around, but not that quickly. Come in, and I'll get her." She told me to wait in the kitchen, while she went upstairs to go get her. I was only standing there for a little bit, and Alice was back. "Bella is in her room. She said to just come on up. I just told her that she had a visitor, so she doesn't know that it's you."

"Thank you, Alice." I went upstairs. Once I came to her door, I knocked several times. I heard a muffled 'come in.' When I walked in, she was looking at her laptop, typing away. Her hair was up in a bun, and she was wearing a t-shirt and some shorts.

"Did you really think that you could really get rid of me that fast?" Isabella's head snapped up. "You would just tell Alice to tell Jasper, and you would never have to talk or see me again?" I asked her. I waited for a response, but I didn't get one. She just sat there, shocked. "What are you really doing on Friday?"

"What are you doing here?" she mumbled.

"Seeing as you can't come out with me on Friday, I wanted to know what you are really doing on Friday."

"Didn't Jasper already tell you?"

"Well, he said you were busy. I wanted to know what was so much more important that you had to cancel our date."

"I'm just busy. I'm sorry, but I can't go out with you on Friday." She looked back down at her computer, and started typing again.

"How about tomorrow, then?"

"Excuse me?"

"If you can't go out Friday, then we can just go out tomorrow."

"Oh no, tomorrow I'm busy too." She didn't look up at me, and her cheeks started to get red.

"Ok, that's fine. Then we can just out on Saturday, or are you busy then too?"

"Yeah, I am. I'm just really busy with work stuff. I'm sorry. I'll just call you when I can."

I huffed. "Isabella, what's the real reason you won't go out with me? I'm not that bad, am I?"

She finally looked up at me. "No, Edward. That's exactly why we can't go out. You're you, and I'm me. You're gorgeous, talented, nice, and wonderful. I'm boring, plain, and nothing," she whispered the last part, and I broke a little inside when I heard it. How could she think that? I walked over to her, moved her laptop, and sat in front of her.

"Isabella, how can you possibly think that? You're amazing, gorgeous, and you are so talented. You were so amazing when you danced. I couldn't look away. I don't understand how you don't see this." I saw a tear fall from her eye, and land on the bed. "Isabella," I whispered. I grabbed her and pulled her into my lap. She didn't push me away like I thought she would. Instead, she wrapped her arms around me, and curled into a ball. I wrapped my arms around her, and pulled her close. She was sobbing now, and it broke my heart. I wanted to know who did this to her. Who could have broken her so much? "Please, please go out with me Isabella." I begged her.

"Why would you want to go out with me, Edward? I'm broken," She sobbed.

"Then let me try to fix you. Please."

"What if I fall for you, and you don't fall for me? What happens when you realize I'm beyond fixing? You'll just leave me, and I'll be even more broken then before."

I laughed. "Isabella, I've already fallen for you. I fell for you the first time I saw you. I can't get you out of my mind. You're all I think about."

"What if-" I interrupted her.

"No more 'what if's.' Go out with me. I can't guarantee I won't hurt you, but I swear I'll try my hardest not to."

"If you do hurt me," she hiccuped, "then I'll make Emmett go after you." Just the thought of Emmett scared me. If Emmett came after me, I'd be dead.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," I told her.

"Fine. Friday, seven o'clock." She looked up at me. Her eyes were red, and there tear stains down her cheeks.

I smiled, "Thank you." I started to get up, because I didn't think she wanted me here anymore, but instead she pulled me back down.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Well, I thought you wouldn't want me here anymore."

"Can you just hold me for a little bit longer," she asked, quietly.

"I would love to." She laid down, and I laid down behind her, wrapped my arm around her waist, and pulled her close.

"If you have to be some where, you don't have to stay here. Don't feel obligated to be here or anything-" I interrupted her.

"Isabella, stop talking." She laughed.

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