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a/n- Authors' Note: kmcullen here, now, don't have a heart attack, we are updating together! *squeals* Yes, bemylullaby here! Together, with kmcullen..I know, FINALLY, right?! right!!Umm...soo...yah. It's Thursday, here. So it's still Wednesday somewhere in the world! Like here in Southern California where Mother Nature can't make up her mind on if she wants it to rain or not, but besides the point...So therefore, we're still updating on Wednesday! HA! Take that you calendar nazis. Leave it to the Aryan to make fun of the nazis. I can take it. Seriously though, studying the whole Aryan thing in history class is super awkward, especially when you're the prime example of the Aryan race. It's great. Right, um enough of us. As much as I would love to continue rambling on with katie here, because for once we're posting toether, I'm sure ya'll don't appreciate it. Well, some of you might, but whatever...not the point. Here it is! My chapter...what happens when Edward Cullen finds you in a towel.

"Maybe that someone's me
Maybe it's meant to be
Lovers, strangers
Sometimes bombs fall quietly..
Maybe it's chemistry
Maybe it's hard to see that someone is the right one
I hope that someone is me.."

-"Someone Somewhere" Jason Reeves

Is it possible to have your worse and best moment of your life be the same thing?

I mean as much as I would love to say it didn't make things weird, I can't. I woke up this morning earlier than usual, rushing out of my dorm in hopes to miss him and his "Hey Bella, let's go get some coffee together" morning routine we started.

The whole day I spent running around avoiding Edward, in any way possible. I felt so stupid, really. I couldn't believe I was so embarrassed over this. I mean, it was only Edward. That's all he'll ever be. Only Edward. It was just something I didn't want to face yet. Especially since I ditched him this morning. It was a successful day too. I convinced myself that he would show up while I was at work, conveniently around my break. Which would force me to talk to him, with no excuses.

This wasn't the case though.

My break periods were Edward free, leaving them free for Jacob to fill.

"Have a good night, Bella! Thanks for your help tonight," my manager, Felix called out as I subconsciously waved goodbye.

I walked out of the café and started the long trek home.

I mean was it horrible of me to put Edward before Jacob? That's a stupid question, of course it is. Jacob's my boyfriend, my everything. We were Jacob and Bella, Bella and Jacob. I should be jumping at every opportunity to talk to my boyfriend, right?

Wrong!

Recently I'd been jumping at every opportunity to talk to Edward. Talk about anything and everything. It was getting pretty ridiculous, to the point where Jacob was even surprised when I called him on my break. Speaking of which…

Jacob!

I was supposed to call him when I got out of work.

I fumbled through my bag and pulled out my cell phone. When I pressed the on button it buzzed and made all sorts of crazy ass sounds.

Twenty-five minutes till nine. I still had sometime before our usual phone call.

Three new voicemails.

I put the receiver to my ear.

"Hey Isabella-la, it's me, Seth. You probably don't remember me seeing as how you haven't returned any of my texts or even called to say 'hi'. You know what though, I see how it is, Bella. You move to big bad California and suddenly little Seth Clearwater is a nobody. Just calling to see how things were going. You have Jake over here worrying like…well you know what? That's not important. I wasn't even supposed to-shit! You know what, never mind, I'm just going to go, Bella. Call me? I'd really love to talk to you."

Seth Clearwater.

Loved the kid, I really did. He's Jacob's next door neighbor and a year younger than the two of us. But his unfinished sentences were a little fishy.

Next message.

"Bella. It's Embry. Haven't talked to you in awhile. I miss you. Jacob's a mess without you here." There was some rustling in the background and another voice came on the line. "BELLA! Quil Ateara here! Don't listen to Embry. Jake isn't a mess. He's like a black hole spiraling out of control. Okay well maybe not, but he misses you, Bella. He doesn't have to tell me to know that. Hope all is well, call us back."

Embry Call and Quil Ateara.

Jacob's best friends. Two of the most amazingly funny kids you'll ever meet.

There was something about their message that stuck out though. The black hole spiraling out of control. Matched with Seth's unfinished sentences.

What the hell was going on in La Push?

Next message.

"Yo, Bella, it's Jared. Hit me back girl," a loud smack echoed in the background. "Dammit, Kim that hurt!" Muffled voices filled the silence. "Sorry, Bella. Kim wanted me to apologize to you. I'm sorry from the bottom of my heart. But seriously, call me, I wanna talk to you."

There was some more rustling and a few whispers.

"Bella, hun, it's Kim. Why did you leave me here with these yahoos? Do you know how sorry I am that you're probably getting off of work or getting out of class to at least two voicemails from these idiots? Yes, because I know Embry and Quil called you, I was sitting right there. Seth had a thought of calling you as well. If he did, well, let me just extend my grief for you. You're wasting your precious minutes on listening to these guys mumble on about nothing in particular. Kind of just like I'm doing. Anyways, I miss you, Bella. It's awful spending time with the guys without you. Just not the same. Call me sometime, we can talk. But seriously give me a call Bella, you know I'm always here if you need to talk."

Jared and Kim.

Jared was one of the older kids in our little group of friends. He kept Quil, Embry, Jacob and Seth out of trouble, well most of the time. As for Kim, well, Kim was my lifesaver back in La Push. As much as I loved spending time with my boyfriend and his friends there were just some days I needed girl time. Hence Bella and Kim Girl Time Day was created.

Again, it sounded like their voicemail had some ulterior motive, especially the end of Kim's. I had a feeling that Jacob was a little bit more upset than he let on to be. I knew I should've been paying a little more attention to him. It wasn't my fault though. I have class and homework and Edward.

Wait, Edward?

Edward shouldn't even be a part of the equation. Yet, he was.

I approached the steps to the dorm and contemplated on going in.

I knew Edward would be waiting for me in the living room. like always.

I knew Edward would have some random movie ready in the DVD player, popcorn popped and the couch ready for movie watching.

I knew this, because I knew Edward. It's just what he did. It's what we did. It's what my life was slowly starting to become. Even after the awkward towel-shower-half naked moment last night he would still be there. He was the bigger person, the adult in the relationship that could handle seeing me almost naked. While I was the child and couldn't even look at him without remembering that moment.

God, I was doomed.

"Is this the real life, Is this just fantasy, Caught in a landslide, No escape from reality, Open your eyes look up to the skies and see. I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy. Because I'm easy come,easy go, little high,little low. Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me..."

Paul? What was he doing calling me?

Wait, stupid question. If Seth, Quil, Embry, Jared and Kim were calling I should've known Jacob would get Paul to call. That is if Jacob was behind the mysterious La Push calls, which I was sure he was. He would get Paul to call me because he knew Paul would get through to me. Only because of the fact that Paul and I were thicker than thieves. Something about Paul just clicked with me and Jacob hated it. Actually, I think Jacob just hated the fact Paul was dating his sister.

"Paul…"

"Hey, doll face," he replied.

"Please don't say it. I know I haven't called, I know Jacob's a mess, I know you miss me and everything is fine. I'm fine, California is fine, school is fine. Please tell Jacob to stop bribing everyone to call me and bug me. There's nothing wrong except for the fact my boyfriend is having his friends do his dirty work. I'm disappointed in you though, Paul, I thought you we be above helping Jacob."

There was a bench on the side of the stairwell and decided to sit down. I guess I wouldn't be going inside at the moment.

"Whoa, Bella where'd that come from?" he questioned a bit confused.

"Your phone call, Paul. You haven't called me in awhile and besides the last time we talked it was extremely brief. What gives?"

"I miss you, Bella."

"Yeah, well apparently so does Seth, Embry, Quil, Jared and Kim."

"What are you talking about?"

"They all called me tonight, leaving messages about how-"

"I told him not to do that!" he interrupted me.

"Told who not to do what?"

"Bella, look I'm really sorry about Jacob. He's just a bit worried at the moment. He came up with this ridiculous idea last night to have everyone call you and see if they can get some sort of information out of you. Something about you acting all weird and strange, I really started to tune him out when he started rambling on. I only caught pieces of it. Something about your roommates, is everything okay?"

Roommate situation.

Damn that stupid situation. I still hadn't had the heart to tell Jacob the truth yet and I knew I'd kick myself for it later. But the situation had officially reached the inner circle of my friends back in La Push. It was only time before he found out.

"Everything is fine with my roommates, Paul. It's just…complicated."

"Complicated?"

"Yeah, complicated," I sighed running my fingers through my hair. A habit I picked up from Edward, "Just like that Avril Lavigne song."

Dammit. Edward strikes again. And so does Avril, apparently.

"See, Bella, you always know how to make me feel better," he chuckled.

"Yeah, even when things are a little weird. What can I say, I try," I admitted.

"Well, I bet I could beat whatever complicated you've got. It was actually the reason I called."

"Oh?"

It was silent on the end. As if he was seriously contemplating on whether or not to tell me. It must be serious.

"IaskedRacheltomarryme," he blurted quick and fast. I almost didn't catch it, but the weeks I'd spent living with Alice and her mile a minute talking actually came in handy.

He asked Rachel to marry him.

Oh, was Jacob going to be so pissed.

"Have you told Jacob?"

Silence. That's a negative.

"She's pregnant."

I couldn't help but laugh. Holy hell what I wouldn't give to be there when Paul told Jacob he knocked up his sister. Paul may be older than Jacob, but my Jakey could pack a punch.

"Bella, it's not funny," he huffed.

"I'm sorry Paul, it's just…oh my please let me be on the phone when you tell Jake, please Paul?"

"Bella, I wasn't done telling you the story. Aren't you at all curious about how I asked her? You girls eat that shit up."

"Sorry hun, go tell my Mr. Suave how'd you ask you baby mama to marry you," I smirked. If I was I sitting next to him he would've slapped my arm by now either that or shoved me off whatever I was sitting on.

"We were down on the cliffs, above First Beach. I had the ring, I got down on one knee, all traditional you know? Took her hand in mine, looked her in the eyes and said 'Rachel Black, I love you, will you marry me'. Do you know what she said Bella?"

"If I did I wouldn't have asked Paul. Enlighten me what did she say?"

"'I'm pregnant'."

"Wait, you asked her to marry you before she was your baby mama?"

"Yes and now it looks bad because people will think differently," he admitted.

What the hell was happening in La Push? Paul was willingly committing to Rachel. I didn't know what to say. I was speechless.

"Bella, say something. This is why I called you. I figured you would know what to say," he pleaded, "I found out today. After she told me I slipped the ring on her finger, kissed her and took her home. I've been running through the forest all afternoon trying to clear my head. What the hell am I supposed to do? Jacob is going to kill me. Billy is going to kill me, at least I asked him first. Bella, what am I supposed to do?"

"Paul, listen calm down. Take a deep breath," I could hear Paul inhaling some air and quickly exhaling. "Good. Now go to the Black's, sit down and talk to Rachel about this, because if I know you Paul you didn't even say a word about it to her. She's probably sitting in her room all emotional and hormonal and confused as hell. Don't tell Jake just yet, let me talk to him and well-"

"Bella? There you are!" I was interrupted by that voice, his voice, Edward's voice. He was right in front of me.

I looked up and there he was standing his hands playing with his car keys.

Car keys? And why wasn't he upstairs waiting for me?

"Bella, you okay? Who is that?" Paul's voice echoed.

Shit.

"Um just a friend. Listen, Paul, congratulations on both accounts. Talk to Rachel, send her my love. Don't tell Jacob just yet and…call me tomorrow," I quickly said as Edward approached me, a curious look on his face. His eyes studied my expression. He realized I was worried about something.

His eyes, those green eyes that…

That had seen me almost half naked. The blush crept up on my cheeks as Edward let out a soft chuckle.

"Bella, are you sure you're okay? Maybe Jacob was righ-"

"Don't you dare take his side, Paul! Contrary to what he says, I'm fine, everything is fine. It's just…I told you it's complicated!"

"Defensive much, Bells?"

"Shut up, Paul. Go talk to Rachel, bring ice cream. She'll love you even more. Talk to you later?"

"Alright whatever, doll face. You know I'm here right? No matter what it is..."

"Yeah I know. Bye, Paul," I sighed as I ended the call.

"Everything alright?" Edward asked sitting down on the bench next to me.

Did I say you could sit next to me?

"Fine. I was just talking to Paul, one of my friends from back home. He just proposed to his girlfriend, she told him she was pregnant instead of an answer."

"Wow, intense," he paused, swinging his key ring around his finger. "Listen, Bella, about last night…"

"I don't want to talk about this, Edward." I got up and started to head towards the building. There was no way I was having this conversation right now.

"Bella, please. It was an honest mistake. I mean if I would've known, it wouldn't have happened. I hated waking up this morning finding that you dashed out earlier than usual just so you wouldn't have to face me."

I looked at him.

"Don't tell me that you had something to do either because you would've told me. I know you, Bella."

Dammit. He did know me.

"Well…whatever, Edward. I was just worried, scared that…"

"Bella stop," he interrupted me. His hand grabbing for my wrist twirling me around to face him. Our bodies were up against each other and I could feel a blush rising in my cheeks. All because of the immediate closeness between Edward Cullen and I. his finger brushed against my jaw line down to my chin lifting it up so he could look me in the eyes. "Don't ever do that again. Don't ever leave without telling me. Don't feel ashamed of what happened. It was bound to happen sooner or later. The six of us in one dorm, just be glad it was me you ran into and not Emmett."

"Ugh, that would've been horrible."

"Exactly! Bella, I don't know about you but my day sucked. There was just something off about it. I figured out it was because my day started off wrong. You were gone and I felt empty. The past few days have been amazing. I haven't felt this alive in forever, if ever. You make me smile, Bella. I don't know what it is, I just…" there was this awkward silence between us. Silence that should've been filled with Edward's voice.

Silence that I had to break.

"You just what Edward?"

He shook his head, "It's nothing never mind." His grip on my wrist loosened and he brushed passed me to the door.

"Edward, wait!" I called out before I even realized what I was doing.

I was running after him.

"Edward what were you going to say? Obviously it was important otherwise you wouldn't have even thought to say it."

"Nothing Bella. It'll just…" he shook his head again, not even bothering to turn and face me. "I'll see you upstairs."

He started to turn the knob on the door leading into the building.

"Edward…" I whispered, "please."

He stopped.

Don't make me beg.

For some reason I needed to know what he was going to say. I knew deep down inside that as I kept pushing him for an answer I was just begging to open Pandora's Box.

"What's on your mind? We told each other we would never keep secrets," I whispered low enough that I knew he would be able to hear me.

Edward slowly turned on his heels looking me dead square in the eyes. He took two steps towards me.

"Bella, it's just…" he whispered. He brought his hand up to my face softly caressing my skin. His eyes stared at my face like he was committing it to memory. His other hand touching every bare piece of skin he could get it on, like it was the last time he was going to touch me.

Whatever he was going to say was serious.

Serious enough that he thought I would run away screaming, so he needed to commit everything about me to memory. So he'd remember.

"Promise me you won't leave," I muttered.

"I would never leave you, Bella. I feel drawn to you, I could never leave you. Something about you draws me in. You're…" he gulped drawing his face closer to mine. His hot breath blowing against me.

My heart was racing.

That feeling I got when Edward kissed me in the hall came back. Suddenly there was nothing else in the world, I felt like I could fly again.

My breathing was irregular, if I was breathing at all.

My eyes zeroed in on his lips as his tongue darted out to lick his lower lip.

The moment was straight out of a movie. The star crossed lovers finally meeting. They lean in about to share a kiss. The moment their lips touch fireworks explode and it's in that moment they know they've found the rest of their life.

But it wasn't supposed to be like that with Edward.

I'd found my life with Jacob.

But Edward was right. There was something that drew me to him. Something that connected us in some deeper way, for some unrequited meaning. Whatever it was that we shared was different than what I shared with Jacob.

"I'm what Edward? Say it…"

"You're…"

He leaned in closer our foreheads touching. Our eyes never once leaving each others.

This was it. He might just kiss me.

And for some reason I didn't care. I wouldn't feel guilty, because for some reason I knew it was supposed to be right.

"La mia vita," he breathed.

La mia vita. Italian no? I'd have to google that later.

"Bella, la mia vita, I would never leave you," he whispered.

His hands cupped my face, our eyes closed, he leaned in…

"Maybe surrounded by, a million people I still feel all alone, I just wanna go home oh, I miss you, you know and I've been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you each one a line or two 'I'm fine baby, how are you?"

Jacob.

It was nine.

Edward quickly stepped away from me and I groaned missing the warmth of his touch.

"Well I would send them but I know that it's just not enough my words were cold and flat and you deserve more than that…"

My phone continued to ring. I pulled it out of my back pocket and answered it.

"Hello…"

"Bella, how was work?" Jacob asked.

I looked up at Edward.

That look of defeat washed over his face again.

He leaned in to my ear.

"I'll see you upstairs, la mia vita," he whispered softly sending chills down my spine. Then his lips pressed against the hallow of my ear.

Then he disappeared into the building.

Edward P.O.V.

La mia vita.

My life.

God dammit! She wasn't supposed to know about that.

I wasn't supposed to almost kiss her because let's face it kids, if Jacob hadn't called it would've happened. Making things a little bit more complicated than they already were.

I spent the whole day kicking myself for last night. It was a situation that could've been prevented in some way shape or form, but it happened. I should've known Bella would do something stupid like leave early. My day was horrible and I couldn't concentrate at all during class. All I could think about was Bella.

Then when I went by the café to pick her up after work, she'd already gone. I hadn't expected to find her sitting outside the building on the phone. I didn't expect to almost tell her how I felt.

I didn't expect to almost kiss her the way I did.

And I was kicking myself for not kissing her anyways.

I planted myself on the couch and waited for her to come in so I could make it all better.

The door opened, slammed shut and I whipped my head back.

"Are the rooms locked?" Bella asked setting her back down.

"Haven't checked. Listen, Bella about earlier…"

She plopped down on the couch next to me, handing me an iced tea.

"Don't. I decided I don't want to know. I don't want to make things more complicated. Can we just be?"

Just be.

Be what? What is she trying to tell me? do I read in between the lines or leave it alone? Anyone could decipher that phrase in so many different ways.

"Just be?" I had to ask because if I didn't all hell would break loose and I'd go around thinking things were way different then they were meant to be.

"Edward, I don't want things to be weird between us. I don't want to complicate things anymore than they already are. You've filled the void I've been missing. You've made the past few weeks bearable. I can't lose you."

Oh my Bella, you would never lose me.

"You won't lose me. I don't know that I could ever stay away from you, Bella," I admitted.

"Okay, because I don't know that I could be away from you."

*sigh*

La mia vita. Let's just let them be...

Yes, let them be their whatever it is they are ;)

Reviews are better than being Edward's la mia vita.