Hi! I just realised I haven't updated in MONTHS! I'm sorry; I just don't see this story going anywhere. BUT I have written an ending coz I know how irritating it is to be reading a story and suddenly see "yeah, I can't be bothered with this story anymore, bye!"

So think back to just after Edward and Bella kissed, when she's trying to think of something to say. Sorry this didn't end better, but I love you all my amazing readers. Of which I have about seven. But I love you seven! If you love me, could I have just the TEENSIEST review. I know the feeling, can't be bothered, it's not really worth it, but I will be sending out telepathic warm fuzzies. :D also, if you haven't already, check out the outfits I made for their fashion show. It's all in one place, so you won't have to click link after link. And maybe another teensy review to say you saw them. Even if it's just "saw outfits. They're good" (or shit, or puke-worthy, or remind you of the "what not to wear" section in magazines.)

So, the curtain falls. The story has come to a (pretty crap)

And now the note is possibly longer than the chapter. Sorry!

But yeah, back to just after they kissed

BPOV

He crossed the space between us in a few strides and I felt one of his arms hold me in the small of my back, whilst the other, brought my face to his, and softly, oh so softly, kissed me.

Everyone looked at me. And Edward.

"Ah..." I cleared my throat nervously. "Yes. Well. Erm..."

"What Bella's trying to say is..." Edwards's voice broke and he coughed. "Well, what I'm trying to say anyway is..."

He turned to look at me. My mind went into crazy-talk overdrive.

Me? Why's he looking at me? I turned to him for help? To get the attention away from me! Now it's on me again! Well there go my sneaking away plans! Dammit!

"Bella" Edward began. "Bella, I like you. I really like you. And I don't want to lose any chance of having you without knowing why I am the way I am." Everyone looked to me to see how I'd react.

I blinked up at him. Bloody hell! When did Mills & Boon take over my life? I wondered.

I nodded dumbly. Then realised he probably needed more than that.

"Uhm...yeah, okay. Sure, I mean, tell me. What happened I mean." Wow. Way to be articulate you asinine, batty, birdbrained, crazy, daffy, daft, dull, dumb, fatuous, foolhardy, foolish, harebrained, imbecile, imbecilic, inane, insane, lunatic, senseless, silly, squirrelly, thick-witted, unintelligent MORON!

Ha! That's better! Good to know my brain didn't fall out of my brain.

Just my nose!

He cleared his throat, looking like he was thinking hard. About having me committed. Great.

"Well, when I was younger, I had a great life. Mom was happy, dad was happy, I was happy, and so was my sister."

"You have a sister?" I interrupted, then blushed. "Sorry... I..."

"No it's cool. Yeah, she's called Lucy. She's eleven. Anyway, I thought we were all happy.

Then one day, mom got a phone call. It was from some woman, Rachel, I think she was called. Anyway, she told mom that dad had been cheating. She said she was really sorry, he hadn't told her he was married.

Mom didn't believe her. But it made sense. Dad was always away somewhere. He came home late. He had receipts in his wallets for pretty presents, flowers, chocolates, jewellery, and clothes. Stuff he hadn't bought mom for years.

Mom cried for days. Dad moved out. But Lucy..." his voice broke "Lucy didn't understand. She was four years old. So me and mom sat her down and told her. Daddy was never coming back. But we'd still be a family. She was confused for a while, but with time, and some family therapy, she got over it, and over dad.

Then he came back." Edward clenched his fists, shaking. I put my hand on his shoulder. He looked at me, and relaxed.

"Sorry. But yeah, that asshole came back. He tried to hug Lucy. She ran away crying.

He left, furious, calling mom every name under the sun. Saying she'd filled Lucy's head with lies. I wanted to punch him.

I went to comfort Lucy. I made her a promise that day. That as long as she didn't want to, she would never see that man again.

But it wasn't enough. She stopped eating. She stopped sleeping. She was five years old. And she was dying. Eventually, we took her to hospital. She was placed into a medically induced coma, being fed through a tube.

When she woke, almost a month later, she looked up at us. Mom was pale, thin, with huge purple shadows.

She burst into tears.

After that, I was doing my best to be the best I could at home. But it was so frustrating. I ended up being an ass at school. And that made me popular.

I don't know how, I don't know why, but it did. And then you came along."

I felt a jolt, he meant me! I looked at him, wondering what he meant.

"You were so beautiful, it took my breath away. But I had no idea how to approach girls any more.

I was so used to girls throwing themselves at me; I didn't know what to do. So my reaction was to let the asshole I had been for years take over. I convinced myself that I didn't like you; I just wanted to bed you.

But that wasn't right. I wasn't right. And now you need to know the truth."

I looked up at him, my eyes filled with tears.

"Oh Edward." I half sobbed softly. "I'm so so sorry."

He shook his head, smiling sadly.

"Don't be. Everything that happened... it's okay now. Because I met you."

"Aaaaaahh!"Rosalie, Alice and Angela cooed softly. I smiled tearily at them. Then I looked back at Edward.

"But what was the thing you were talking about? You said I needed to know the truth. What is it?"

He took a step towards me. My stomach tingled nervously.

"I love you. I know it's insane, that I shouldn't know that I love you after three days, that maybe I'm just crazy, but I don't care. Because every time I close my eyes, I see you smiling. Every time I go to sleep I dream of you laughing. I smile when I see you smiling. It breaks my heart when you're unhappy.

I can see the two of us, side by side forever. Graduation, marriage, children, a home, everything. So maybe it's insane, maybe I've lost it, but... I love you." He concluded softly.

"Oh..." I smiled, and at that moment, I knew exactly what I wanted, needed, couldn't live without. Him.

"I love you too." I hugged him tightly and he lifted me up and spun me around on the roof terrace. Fifty feet above the small town of Forks, millions of feet above the world.

He set me down on my feet, and kissed me. I felt fireworks, heat, passion, but best of all...

Love.

Fifteen years later...

We were all in the conservatory of mine and Edwards's house in the outskirts of Forks. Our children, Zack, who was six, and our twin girls, Esme and Renee played happily in front of us with our best friends' children.

Rosalie and Emmet married at eighteen and twenty one, straight out of high school, and two years later had their eldest daughter, Maya, aged eleven followed shortly by Belle, who was six, then a little boy called Robin, who was two.

Alice and Jasper waited a few years and married in their early twenties, leaving Alice to plan her extravagant wedding she'd always dreamed of in typical Alice fashion. They had one boy named Tony who was now eight. Alice was pregnant again, expecting twins.

Angela and Ben married at twenty two and twenty three. They had one set of twin girls, called Katy and Jenni who were three.

And Edward's sister Lucy sat beside us with her husband, Alex. They had one nine year old boy called Billy, and two girls called Gabrielle and Sara who were six and three months old.

I looked round at my fantastic husband, my beautiful children and my wonderful friends.

Life could not have been better.