AN: 'I Can Feel It – Lights Out Dancing'. So I read BookMe's new ff and then listened to the song she based the story on. Let me just say I fell in LOVE with the song. I've listened to it non-stop to the max. I HIGHLY recommend this song if you know what's good for you :)

We have reached 100 reviews! I love you all! Quite exciting. So are you saying that all I needed to do was get Bella and Edward to kiss to get so many reviews? Jeepers, haha. Since some people wanted last chapter in Edward's POV…voila! See? I like to make my readers happy, even though I wasn't going to write his POV for this, I'm doing it anyway! Hope it's good!

EPOV

"Bella, please, would you tell me where you are kidnapping me to?" Bella had resembled Alice all day and it was finally starting to get to me. What was she so excited about?

"Calm down, we're here!" Finally. Bella abruptly stopped in front of me, turning around. Her doe eyes stunned me, filled with so much happiness. This only made me more anxious to know what was behind this mysterious door.

Come on, come on, come on, I thought.

"Okay," she said slowly.

She opened the door and for the second time in a matter of seconds, I was stunned. I looked around the room left to right, at first not seeing the greatness to this room, until I saw it. A piano. I stopped myself from jumping up and down for joy in front of Bella, knowing it would look ridiculous. However, I could feel the ridiculously goofy grin shoving its way onto my face.

Bella.

"Bella," I said, breathlessly. "Thank you. I had no idea this was here."

I heard her beautiful wind chime laugh from my right, I hadn't taken my eyes away from the piano.

"Why are you thanking me? I'm not the one who bought it or anything." Oh contraire, it felt like she had given me the greatest gift in the world.

I walked over to the piano, needing to play it. My parting from the piano had been almost as painful as the drug withdrawal. One thought came to mind first.

"How did you know?"

"I saw a few sheets of music in your room last weekend," Bella said quietly. That brought me back to my detox; the three worst days of my life but also three of the greatest days with Bella there. We were now close friends, which made me burst with excitement inside, knowing we had shared so much with each other. The only topic Bella seemed to shy away from was her reason for being here. I knew it was personal but we had confided in each other with almost everything else that I thought she would feel comfortable with sharing that. She seemed to dance around the subject so I was not going to push her to say anything. I was hoping she would tell me in time.

I nodded to reply absentmindedly.

Sitting down on the piano bench, I took in the piano. Sure, I had a piano in better condition waiting for me at home but other than the scratched up wood, this piano was fine. As long as it had an okay sound I would be content.

And to my luck, it was in tune! I began playing a piece I wrote for mother, Esme. Oh, how I'd missed the feel of the keys under my fingertips. I quickly remembered that Bella was in the room. I don't know where I got the courage, but I silently asked her to join me on the bench. I couldn't help but be disappointed when I noticed she sat as far away from me as possible.

I switched to a composition by one of my favourite composers. I couldn't stop playing, I was making up for lost time.

"Claire de Lune?" To my great surprise, Bella knew the song.

"You know Debussy?" Hopefully masking my shock.

"Only my favourites," she replied sheepishly. I was elated she loved this song, as it was one of my favourite songs as well. I didn't bother stopping the grin appearing on my face.

I hesitated for a moment on my next song. It was the song I had been formulating in my head since I had met Bella; there was no doubt she was the inspiration. Would she like it though? God, I hoped so.

For the time being, I simply concentrated on the notes and not on the beautiful girl beside me. A week was really too long to go without playing the piano, I learned. It was my means of escape. I would begin playing and all of my worries would disappear.

I played what I had written so far but it was too short; I was dreading the end where I'd have to face Bella's reaction. The song ended and I was left sitting there waiting for her to speak, if she was even going to speak.

"Edward," Bella finally spoke, "that was…that song, it was amazing. Who is the composer?"

She liked it?

"I wrote it," I said quietly. What would she think of me writing a song using her as inspiration? Would she find it creepy? I couldn't look her in the eyes as I added even quieter, "it's about you." Might as well be truthful.

"What was that?" Maybe I was a little too quiet.

In a vain attempt, I cleared my throat to try and sound less nervous, "It's about you." Bella said nothing at this. Oh god, she completely hates it! I shouldn't have played it. She'll probably think I'm some deranged stalker now.

I pretended I was all of a sudden immensely interested with a tear in the knee of my jeans, avoiding the inevitable.

I felt a hand on my cheek, knowing it was Bella's, trying to get me to turn my head. I apprehensively looked at Bella and was once again rendered speechless. I knew I had to tell her how I felt; I couldn't just keep going on like this. To hell with the rules here.

"Thank you," she whispered. She appeared to be fighting back tears, for what reason I did not know.

"Why are you thanking me?" I said lightly but composed myself again. This is it. "Bella—"

"There you two…are," Why?! From my peripheral vision I could see Alice quickly enter the room but stop short most likely from seeing how close Bella and I were. "Oh. I'm so, so sorry—Jasper, don't come in here—I'll leave," she spoke quickly, dashing out of the room.

Well, there went the perfect opportunity to tell Bella how much I liked her.

Then again, maybe it didn't. It was now or never, really. Who knows when I'd be able to build up the courage again? Bella abruptly stood up and I reached out, not about to let this moment go.

"Wait! Bella," I sat her back on the piano bench, perhaps a bit too roughly. I took a second to think things over but then realized this really wasn't the time to be analyzing every possible outcome. My lips quickly shut my mind up when they found Bella's. How I had gone from simply wanting to confess to Bella my feelings for her to outright kissing her was beyond me.

At first I was completely ashamed with myself. I had kissed Bella without even her consent. Though, she certainly didn't have any intentions of stopping…which was fine by me.

I felt her hands move to the back of my neck as my arms wound around her back, needing her to be closer to me.

What felt like static electricity coursed from myself to Bella and back again. It was the oddest feeling but at the same time it felt natural. I wondered if Bella was feeling this as we kissed as well.

The kiss ended too soon for my liking but alas, we are only human and so we indeed need oxygen remain conscious. After we had regained ourselves Bella stood up to leave.

"We should—we should go see what Alice wanted," she suggested.

"Yeah," I agreed, in what I hoped was a composed manner. I'm not going to lie, I wanted nothing more than to lock the door to the room from nosey Alice's and continue kissing Bella senseless.

We silently walked through the corridors to the common area looking for Alice and Jasper; all the while I mulled things over. Of course, I worried over where this would leave us. I prayed it wouldn't be awkward between us and hoped at the same time that Bella and I could somehow be more than friends in this place.

"Well," I was snapped back to reality by Bella's voice from beside me. I quickly looked around and noticed we were now sitting, having found Jasper and Alice; I hadn't even realized.

"Well what?" Alice inquired, feigning innocence.

"Did you need something?" Bella shot back.

"Well, we wanted to—" Alice began but after an annoyed glance from Jasper she altered her answer. "Fine, I wanted to tell you that…" she paused, "that movie night will be starting soon…it's Friday…" I looked between the two of them; not understanding what was with the odd looks on the pair of them.

I was even more confused when Bella all of the sudden began uncontrollably giggling.

"Come on," Bella said as she stood up. These two simple words for whatever reason seemed to elate Alice as she quickly jumped up from beside Jasper and skipped off after Bella. I looked over to Jasper, still confused, who simply rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the television; or so I thought.

"So I couldn't help noticing you and Bella today upstairs," he trailed off stating the obvious, the corners of his lips curling upwards. He had seen us? I hadn't taken my eyes off Bella. I didn't even look at Alice, I only heard her.

"I don't know what you're talking about," for some reason deciding to play dumb.

Jasper scoffed, "Uh huh. Dude, I can practically feel the love rolling off you. Surely you can't love an old piano that much."

I sat there stunned. Was I that obvious? Well, I wouldn't go so far as using the word love…would I?

I opened my mouth to retort but shut it again, not knowing anything to say to object. So Jasper knew; I was okay with that. I could trust him.

"Well, I for one am glad. Bella has been a lot happier this past week after meeting you."

"Really?" I grinned foolishly. Had I really been able to make her happy?

Jasper laughed while nodding and stood up.

"I guess we should go change. As Alice said, it's movie night. You do not want to be on the receiving end of Alice's wrath when kept waiting," Jasper said seriously, though I could see the love in his eyes as he spoke of her.

I grimaced at the thought of sitting through another dull movie but the thought of Bella being there automatically lifted my spirits.

Like last Friday evening, the four of us met at the entrance to the cafeteria. Honestly, I had no idea what to do or say to Bella after this afternoon's events but Bella simply smiled and walked with me into the cafeteria.

I sat there either debating on what to do (Could I hold her hand? Would she want me to?) or my new favourite hobby, glaring at Mike. Once again he was staring at Bella, lust clear in his eyes. That made up my mind for me. I took Bella's hand in mine; clearing showing Mike that she was unattainable. In reality, however, she was the opposite. We may have kissed but would she go out with me? All of this thinking was causing my head to feel on the verge of exploding.

Bella looked to our hands and blushed. To my delight, she didn't pull away. I earned a nice hate filled glare from Mike afterwards, which only made me even more excited. Maybe now he'd stop following me around like a lost puppy.

By the end of the movie I was actually sad it was over, as it meant that my time with Bella was up for the night. We left with the rest of the residents out of the cafeteria. I daringly kissed Bella on the cheek as we went our separate ways to our rooms, grudgingly releasing her hand from mine.

It must have showed on my face how saddened I was at the lost presence of Bella because I could hear Jasper chuckling and shaking his head from beside me.

Now who was the lost puppy?

The following morning I didn't even get a chance to see Bella. No, in her place I got my favourite doctor…

My favourite doctor who kept me waiting.

The more I stared at the bland mint green walls of Dr. Reid's office the more they made me want to vomit. I soon realized that it wasn't the walls causing this but my ever-persistent urge for… that drug. I couldn't believe it had been seven long days since my last hit and it was catching up to me, more so today. However, I was going to stick with the doctor's gross green walls theory just to give me another reason to dislike him.

"Sorry I am late, Edward," Dr. Reid apologized as he burst into the room. "One of our new patients was acting up."

"Mhm." Get to the point of why I was woken up so early on a Saturday!

"Well, Edward," he began as he sat down in his creaky chair, "I have certainly noticed you have made excellent progress just in this past week." Thanks to Bella, I thought. She had been my momentum.

"So I see it only fit that you get to visit your parents today."

Okay, that got my attention.

I sat up from my slouched position, "Seriously?"

He smiled and nodded, "Yes. I have notified them and your parents will be here to pick you up at 4:30 and you are to be returned here no later than 8:30."

"Thank you," I didn't care that I had just said something pleasant to him; I would get to see my parents today.

But that's all he was getting from me as I quickly left the office.

I rushed to the cafeteria for breakfast hoping Bella, Jasper, and Alice would be there. Yes, Dr. Reid had called me in before breakfast. Ridiculous.

"What's got you so happy?" Bella asked as I finally found the three of them in the crowd of the cafeteria. It took me a moment to respond. Bella and I hadn't spoken much since yesterday afternoon and I was glad to see Bella wasn't totally uncomfortable around me now. I wondered, however, if we'd ever talk about it.

"I get to visit my parents today!" I smiled, probably sounding like a little child.

Bella gasped and pulled me into a hug, "Oh my gosh, that's great! I'm so proud of you! He must think you're getting along great because he doesn't usually let patients out to visit family so soon."

I was stunned for a second. Why had he done this? He couldn't actually believe I was doing that great here… I shrugged it off. All I cared about was that I'd get to see my parents today. You never really appreciate your parents until you are drastically ripped away from them.

They weren't taking us anywhere today like I had been hoping for. I needed to get out of the building to take my mind off the burning I was feeling in my veins from lack of heroin. I knew it had seemed too easy. I had actually started to believe I could leave soon. That was certainly not the case as of now.

Finally 4:30 came and I was sitting in the lobby waiting impatiently for my parents.

My welcoming? A chokehold in the form of a hug that could surely bend steel.

"We missed you so much! How have you been holding up?" Esme rushed out in one breath.

"I'm fine, mom," I told her, though I know she wouldn't believe me and I was right.

She waved my reply off, "Look at you! There's hardly anything to you!" she held me an arm's length away, looking me over with worrisome eyes. What she said was true, though; I had lost a bit of weight that I hoped didn't make me look too sickly thin.

"It's good to see you, dad," I quickly said, turning to Carlisle in hopes that Esme wouldn't get another chance to critique my appearance.

"You too, Edward," Ah, that's how I liked it, short and sweet from my father. We didn't need words to express how much we cared for each other. A simple nod of the head would subdue.

I felt restless the whole car ride home and throughout dinner. After Esme had spent so much time on her elaborate meal I couldn't even enjoy it. My mind was somewhere entirely different.

My nerves were calmed for a while when I went to the garage to find my Volvo. How I had missed it. If only I was allowed to drive it but I'm sure they would be afraid I'd make a break for it but honestly, where would I go? I continued sitting in the driver's seat of my car, trying to think of anything to fight that urge for what I needed.

An imaginary light bulb went off in my head and I immediately felt stupid for not thinking of it sooner.

I booked it up to my room, ignoring the suspicious looks from my parents, and whipped out my cell phone.

It rang three times before they answered in a nervous tone.

"Hello…?"

"Tyler! Hey man," I greeted, taking all the effort I had to seem friendly. Although I'm sure I sounded psychotic with my rushed words. I needed heroin. Bad.

"Edward! What a surprise…I thought you were in—"

"I am," I gritted out. I didn't even want to know how he had found out. I had told no one of rehab, deciding on the lie of moving out of state.

"Oh."

I sighed, exasperated, "Whatever. Listen, please tell me you've got a hit for me."

There was a short pause.

"Sorry Edward, I don't."

"What?! What do you mean, you don't? You're lying," I was almost in hysterics now and I was desperate. It had been too long.

"Man, I'm not dealing anymore," Tyler stated bluntly.

I was now pacing my room in front of my black leather couch, practically ripping my hair out. Why was he lying to me? I was done acting polite.

"Tyler, I unfortunately know you and I know as well that you would not just give up your little 'profession' over night," I growled.

When I was met with silence I continued,

"Why are you lying to me?" I half-shouted.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about, Edward. I'm sorry I can't help you, really I am."

"Come on, Tyler, please. I don't know what's up with you but I need this. Name your price. Anything, it's yours," I had resorted to begging, how shameful.

Again, there was an awkward silence until he spoke again,

"I'm sorry. I hope you get better in rehab," Tyler rushed out and with that he hung up.

I stood there, shocked. My one source for drugs had cut me off. Why, I didn't know. He was always a sketchy person but at least this way I'd never have to see him again.

And yet, here I was having an internal battle against the one thing I truly needed at this point.

How was I going to possibly survive the following months?

Needing to get my mind off of the subject, I walked back downstairs to my piano. Yet another object I had missed. Sure the piano at PRC sustained me but it couldn't even compare to the one I had. It was simply beautiful.

Subconsciously, my fingers began to move to a lullaby. Bella's lullaby. When I really sat and thought about it, it astounded me how much I realized I missed Bella even though I had seen her not hours before. What would she think of me? Practically bargaining everything I had for a snort of heroin. I couldn't bare it as I imagined Bella's ashamed face, turned away in disgust. Maybe I did need rehab more than I thought…and not just for the drug problem.

AN: SO sorry for the wait…truly, I am. Blame the school board and their persistent homework, not me okay? :D seriously, I go back to having English this Monday and I am NOT looking forward to it. I actually love English but my teacher is a hard-ass. Really, you should be pitying right about now because I have no clue how I'll be able to update with the tons of homework he dishes out; not even exaggerating. Anyway, enough of my whining. I hope the longness of this chapter made up for my absurd long absence. Again, I apologize.

Review please? I still can't believe how many I got last chapter! I'm happy.