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"After all we're only human,
always fighting what we're feeling,
hurt instead of healing,
after all we're only human,
is there any other reason why we stay instead of leaving"

-"Human" Jon McLaughlin

Bella P.O.V.

It had been exactly one week since Edward and mine's campout. We've had about three others since then, and I'm starting to notice that I have selective hearing. It's really been helping me get through the nights where the grunting doesn't seem to end. Also, Edward and I have had plenty of awkward moments. My favorite is the one with Mike Newton, our next-door neighbor who now stalks me endlessly. It ended in a fight.

"What's your name pretty ladayyy?" Mike drawled, taking another swig of his beer.

Like he needed it, he was already leaning on the wall and still swaying. I was fumbling with the code on the handle, freaking out because I kept pressing the wrong buttons.

"Mike, not now," I growled, annoyed.

"C'mon Bella, dontcha want a drink?"

I glared at him, "No, Mike, I really don't."

I heard footsteps behind me and I swiftly turned around. I faced my hero. Edward was glaring at Mike like he wanted to kill him. I mentally giggled, and probably would've giggled out loud too, it just wasn't the right time.

"What the hell are you doing to my girlfriend?" Edward hissed, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me close to him.

"Uh, you two are together?" Mike questioned, puzzled.

Mike's question matched my thoughts perfectly.

"Yes, we are," Edward stated, brushing his lips across my cheek in confirmation.

I felt all sorts of emotions. First and foremost, I was confused. I had to mentally check the last few things I ate, to make sure I wasn't having a reaction of sorts. I didn't do any illegal drugs or drinking…so that can't be it. Then, my teenage girl started to show and I was thrilled to see that Edward cared about me enough to protect me from Mike Newton. My stomach fluttered, my heart swelled and I felt like I could fly.

Then his lips on my cheek. Damn, no words can describe it. His warm lips pressed against my flushed cheek just felt right. Then I started to feel something that radiated from the point where Edward's lips met my cheek.

Tingles.

Not just little butterflies, but almost as if electricity was coursing through the both of us at that very same moment. Like we were both supplying each other the energy we needed.

And kill me if I say so, but I forgot all about Jacob.
Then I remembered the reason Edward saved me, because we needed to get away.

"So...Edward, let's go inside!" I said, rushing us out of Mike's way.

"Don't you ever come near her again. Do you understand?" Edward snarled, before punching in the code and throwing the door open and slamming it roughly behind the both of us.

I jumped slightly at the loud noise of the door slamming. Edward smirked.

I looked down, because that's all I could think of doing at the moment. My brain was too busy to deal with any other thought processes. For some reason, I couldn't get the thought of Edward and me out of my head. It was rather frightening. I never really had anything occupy my thoughts like that. I just seemed to have that exact emotion, that moment on repeat in my mind. Over, and over, and over again. I felt like my thoughts weren't like they usually were. They were more...unexpected. Unintended.

I felt Edward's hand caress my cheek and I looked up into his electrifying green eyes. He was so sincere.

Then I began to feel them again. The beginning of pins and needles, the tingles. The electricity between the two of us, forcing us together like magnets, but our human actions kept under wraps.

"Bella, if he ever gives you a problem, I swear to God..." he began, his eyes burning with a new intensity. Rage.

"Edward, it's fine. He's drunk. He probably won't remember it in the morning anyways," I noted, rolling my eyes at the entire experience.

"That's not the point here, Bella. The point is that he could've hurt you easily."

"Edward, I'm a big girl. I can handle my problems, you don't have to swoop in and save me like I'm some damsel in distress!" I cried.

I couldn't believe he thought I couldn't take care of myself. I would've entered my code and slipped right in the dorm. Easily. I mean sure, Mike was bugging me, but I'm sure he's harmless. He lives with that Jessica girl anyways, I'm sure she keeps him in line.

"You don't seem to get it, do you?" Edward questioned.

"I guess I don't." I growled, walking past him into my bedroom where I slammed the door and slid down it.

I was still daydreaming of his lips on my cheek when Alice's high pitched squeal woke me up from my daydream.

"Ella!" she cried, with a hair clip between her teeth, "We aw oing alsa ancing!"

"What are you doing?" I asked her, unable to understand her fully.

She quickly pinned her hair up in a half-ponytail, her short, black wisps flitting outwards. She smoothed out her red, slinky dress. A pair of shoes that I didn't even know how to put on complimented her height very nicely. They were all twisty and had a really high heel. I wouldn't even think of successfully walking in them.

She huffed, "Salsa dancing. Jasper is taking me to go salsa dancing!" she exclaimed, immediately excited once again.

"I never knew anyone who did that," I replied honestly.

Her excited bouncing immediately ceased. She scrutinized my face as if I were joking.

"You mean to tell me, Alice Cullen, that you have never been out dancing?" she cried, placing her hand over her heart in shock.

"Yes?" I questioned, honestly afraid of her response.

"But you have Jacob! He never took you to do those types of things?"

I wracked my mind for a response. Prom and a few of the tribe member's weddings were probably the only times we ever danced with each other. Gravity was on my bad side anyways. Jacob never really was into those kinds of things. It was just assumed that we never danced.

It just wasn't our thing.

"You are one poor excuse for a human being, Isabella Swan! I'm appalled!" she hissed lowly.

"Alice, please..."

"Then what the hell do you do all the time?! You just sit around and stare at each other, don't you?"

"No, we do stuff," I defended, "We go for walks on the beach and such, we watch movies. I'll help him fix cars, even though I'm not much help. Sometimes when the weather is nice, we'll go fishing with Charlie and Billy."

"Bella, you need a hobby," Alice told me before flitting out the door, she poked her head back inside our room, "We are going to finish discussing this when we get back."

"Alice..." I warned her, but it was too late. She was probably already out the door.

I flopped back down on my bed before I noticed my cell phone was ringing. Jacob's name lit up my phone's caller ID screen.

I flipped my phone open and put it to my ear, "Hello?"

"Hey, stranger," Charlie's voice rang on the other end.

"Dad?! How are you? I miss you," I told him.

He chuckled, "I miss you too, Bells. It's just not the same around here without you. So, how are the roomies?"

I smirked at his usage of words, "roomies" was definitely not in his vocabulary the last time we talked. He must've found it online or something.

"They're interesting..." I replied.

"They're being nice to you, right?" he questioned.

"Yeah, they're great," I said honestly, "What happened to your phone?" I asked him.

"It uh, fell in the lake on our last fishing trip. It's cheaper to call you from Jacob's phone then on the house phone."

"Dad, you can't just go throwing your phone overboard!" I laughed at him.

I could picture it all in my head, watching Charlie bump something on the boat and him not even noticing that his phone took the plunge.

"Bells, I honestly think it just fell in."

"Dad, you really need to keep better track of your technologies."

I could hear the smile in his voice, "Well, Jacob is ready to tackle me for the phone if he doesn't talk to you soon,"

I laughed, "Okay, put Jake on,"

"Bye, Bells, I love you. Take care of yourself, mmkay?"

I smiled, goodbyes were the hardest for Charlie, so I avoided the word as much as possible, "I will Dad, you take care of yourself, too. I'll talk to you later."

I heard the phone switch hands and Jacob's voice rang through the phone.

"Hey, Bells," he said happily.

"Hey Jake," I replied.

"I miss you,"

"God, Jacob, is that all you can say?" I laughed jokingly.

"But I do, Bella. I always expect you to be here, and you're just not. It's weird here without you."

"Jake, and you think that I don't miss you?" I mused, "Cause I do, Jacob, I wish you were here with me."

"Bella, don't be like that. Whenever I talk to you you're always preoccupied or something. It's like I don't get your full attention," he pointed out.

He was completely right, the past few phone calls have been with Edward in my sight, Alice chatting in my ear, Jasper playing the guitar, Emmett reciting his German alphabet or even Rosalie just complaining. I haven't given him my full attention because I have rarely had a moment alone, and now I finally did, and I couldn't even focus on him.

"I'm sorry, I just really haven't had a moment alone lately, we all have similar class schedules, so someone is always here with me," I answered honestly.

"Well, at least you're not alone," he added.

We just sat and talked for a while, I began studying flashcards for my test tomorrow, and Jacob was in a good mood. Our conversation went smoothly and I found myself saying goodbye after a good forty minutes of chatting.

I scurried into the bathroom to grab a shower, knowing no one else was here but me. Edward had a night class, Jasper and Alice were dancing, and Emmett and Rosalie were off "studying".

I was in the shower shampooing my hair. I thought I heard a noise.

"Hello?" I called, briefly stopping my shampooing.

Somebody must be in here somewhere. It was probably Edward, but my paranoid self let any possibilities get the best of me. I had to say, my imagination led me to believe the craziest things.

I quickly finished my shower and wrapped a towel around me. I speedily combed through my wet hair. Thinking I was alone, I trumped into the main room, knowing that I had to grab a pair of socks that I left out there.

"Bella?!" Edward cried, his voice about an octave higher than normal.

I turned around and our eyes met. I immediately felt naked and hugged the towel closer to my body, in hopes that that would make this horrible experience end.

His eyes were wide, and he dropped the television remote in his head. The loudness of the remote hitting the ground shook us both out of our embarrassed comas.

"Edward?!" I replied. I quickly bolted for my bedroom door. I felt like I couldn't turn the knob fast enough.

I just paraded around in front of Edward Cullen, in nothing but a towel.

I felt my cheeks redden at the thought of having to face him in about ten minutes. I could tell he was embarassed too. I mean, he was probably as surprised to see me, in a towel, as I was as surprised to see him just sitting there.

I quickly got changed, and I let my damp hair just do its own thing. Normally, I would put thought into it, but this was a situation that needed to be confronted.

Edward P.O.V.

I decided to hit the couch after that class, it was rough. I just picked up the remote to turn on the television and Bella appeared out of nowhere.

In nothing but a skimpy towel.

Her dark, damp hair cascaded down her back as she squatted to grab her socks. I had the brilliant idea to call out her name. Then I realized what she was wearing. There was nothing but a single piece of fabric and the room between me and the rest of her. All of her.

She turned around to face me, she looked like a deer in the headlights. Lost. Bella's hands scrambled to cover her up. Her cheeks flamed red, and I knew she was just as embarrassed as I was. To make matters worse, the damn remote just fell out of my fucking lifeless hand, startling her. It seemed to snap us both back to reality, and she couldn't seem to open her door fast enough.

And for some fucking reason, that was all I could think about.

Her skin, glimmering with droplets of water, and the way her hair settled along her creamy shoulders just made her all the more appealing to me.

I just sat there, not even able to think of something to say to her. Cause she was embarassed, and so was I. I felt badly for startling her, but then again, I suppose it was better than me just ogling her in her towel. So, I did the nice gentlemanly thing, I let her know I was there.

And now I was kicking myself for it.

At the same time, I would've felt badly for not telling her I was there. That would've been just way too creepy.

Before I knew it, Bella came back out. Her cheeks were still flaming, her brown eyes were unsure of the entire spectacle. She sped across the floor swiftly before taking a seat beside me.

"I'm sorry," we both blurted at the same time.

That earned a little giggle from her. She turned to face me.

"I didn't know you would be back so early," Bella said, "Or else I would've brought a change of clothes in there with me instead of gallivanting around in a towel."

"It's fine, Bella, I just didn't want to be creepily watching you go from the bathroom to the bedroom in nothing but a towel, so I made my presence known."

She smiled, a tight, tense smile. I think it was supposed to reassure me that it was fine, but I could tell it wasn't. In fact, it had the opposite effect on me, but I wasn't about to let her know that. Her smile didn't reach her eyes like it should've. So she was definitely freaked out about it.

"I'll give you brownie points for that, Mr. Cullen," she joked, "But I really shouldn't assume I'm here alone. Ever. Cause with five other roommates able to pop in at any moment, I should be prepared at all times,"

"Good idea, we may need to have more rules," I suggested.

"I'm sure Alice won't mind making a list of sorts, already the bathroom situation is becoming a problem," Bella giggled.

I noticed how relaxed she seemed to be becoming around me. Overall it made me generally happy, because that's how I wanted her to feel. Now, if she'd only dump that Jackson, or was it James? No, Jacob. If she would just get rid of Jacob, she would be mine. I could tell by the feelings that coursed through me when I'd casually brush her side in passing. She felt it too. That day when I saved her from Mike, that little kiss was all I needed. I felt like that is exactly who I should be kissing for the rest of my life, no one but her. But I couldn't be with her. I had to fight against the actions my body wanted to perform. I wanted to touch her, kiss her, and just be near her. But I couldn't. I had to fight against what I felt. I had to fight for Bella.

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