Edward's POV:

Over the next few weeks, Bella and I's relationship grew even more. Everyday, we became closer and closer. The more I knew about her, the more captivated I was. For example, I found out that she didn't actually have a favorite color, unlike anyone I've ever met. It changed daily, depending on her mood. Also, she sometimes talked in her sleep. I found that particular fact very comical when she told me, but she said it was embarrassing. I wondered what kind of things she would say. Would she talk about her family? Her friends? Me, possibly? Hopefully, I would find out one day.

I had even gotten a little closer to her dad and Jacob. Naturally, Jacob would be at Bella's house almost every weekend just to hang out and watch sports with Charlie. Bella thought it would be good if I bonded with them, so every time Jacob came over, Bella would invite me as well and once I got there she would make up some lame excuse to leave, so it'd just be Charlie, Jacob, and me. After a while, she no longer had to force me to go. I wanted to. It was sort of fun to hang out with just the guys, even if one of the guys could possibly become my in-law one day. I brought Emmett and Jazz with me a few times, which made it even better.

We only had one more month of school left, before summer would start. I wanted to make this summer the best summer of my life, and I intended on making it happen. The day that we got out of school would also be the day that I planned on playing my new composition for Bella. I had been working on it for months now, ever since we started dating. I spent hours and hours on my piano everyday, working on this particular piece because I wanted it to be good. I wanted the song to embody her in every way possible. And especially, how she made me feel. It had to be perfect.

"Hey, you in there? Where did you go?" Emmett waved his hands in front of my face.

I smacked his hands away from me. "No seriously, you totally spaced out. What are you thinking so hard about?" He asked.

"Nothing really. Just thinking about how I should play my song for Bella?" I scrunched my eyebrows up.

Emmett rolled his eyes and let out a breath. "You mean 'The Song' that you've been putting together for forever! Dude, that's all you do now-a-days. Well, except for hang out with Bella, of course. Just play it for the girl. You know she's going to love it. Hell, when I heard it for the first time, I even shed a fucking tear."

I laughed out loud at that. "I knew it! You tried to cover it up with a damn cough, but I swear I saw something run down your face! Wow, I really am good, aren't I?" I looked over at him and saw that he had a little pout on his face that made me laugh even harder.

"Okay, don't get cocky now. You still have to face Bella. Dude, she's tougher than all of us. So just because I shed a tear over the stupid song, doesn't mean she will."

My face fell. "Shut your ass up and go to your locker!" I yelled and pushed him in the direction of his locker.

He smiled a toothy grin and started walking in the direction I pushed him in. "Don't get mad at me because I'm right, punk!"

I walked down the hall to my locker to get my books for my next class and waited there for Bella. Five minutes later, I felt someone wrap their arms around my waist from behind. I looked down at their hands and instantly knew they belonged to Bella, but I decided to toy with her a little. "If this is Emmett, I will kill you." I joked.

She tightened her grip on my shirt in response. I felt her soft lips kissing random places on the back of my neck.

"Seriously, Emmett. I'm not kidding." I felt her lips turn up into a smile against my neck.

I turned around in her arms to face her and brought my hands up to hold her head firmly in between them. "Hey..." She whispered against my lips.

"I missed you this morning." I didn't get to drive her to school, like I had done every single day since we started dating because she pulled an all-nighter to prepare for her finals and woke up late the next morning.

"Good." She pecked my lips once more before removing my hands from her face with hers and stepping away.

"Did you at least do well on your final?" I asked.

She nodded her head. "I won't know what I made on it until next week. But I think I did fairly we-" Her phone started ringing.

She pulled it out of her back pocket and looked at it first to see who was calling before pressing the accept button. "What you want, fool?" She greeted teasingly.

I couldn't make out what the other person was saying, but it sounded like a guy's voice.

"Yeah, he's right here. You want to talk to him?" She asked the guy on the phone.

She smiled slightly at me as she waited for a response. "Okay, one second. Edward, Jacob's on the other line. He wants to speak to you." She handed me the phone.

I put the phone up to my ear. "Am I in trouble?" I joked.

He laughed. "Man, me and my friends are going biking this weekend, and I was just wondering if you wanted to come. I would ask Bella, but she's going to be busy studying and shit."

My eyes widened. "Fuck yes! I'm definitely going! I just got this new motor bike that I've been dying to try out!"

"Cool, I'll see you there. Just come down to the reservation on Saturday at noon."

"Alright." I ended the call.

"Aw look at you guys. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were bonding!" She mock punched me in the chest.

"Yeah, whatever. I'd rather bond with you..." I trailed off seductively, hoping she'd catch my drift. Her small smile and raised eyebrow told me that she definitely did.

"One day you will..." She said just as seductively. I froze, and stared at her hungrily.

The bell rang and she laughed at my expression before quickly kissing me and running off to her next class. I stood in the hallway just thinking about her for a few minutes, not caring about the fact that I was super late for my class. How in the hell did I get Bella? I knew I didn't deserve her at all, but for some reason this beautiful goddess belonged to me! Life wasn't fair, but I was extremely grateful for that.

I felt a long, manicured nail run up and down my arm. I recoiled away from it and turned around to see who touched me. I instantly groaned when I saw who it was. It was Jessica. "Yes, Jessica?" I tried to say as politely as possible, though the fact that I didn't really feel like talking to her definitely showed through my facade.

She flattened her short shirt down, which ended up pulling it down to expose her chest even more. "Why aren't you in class, Eddie?" I grimaced at the hideous name and shrugged.

"I was thinking." I said simply, while inconspicuously taking a small step away from her.

"About what?" She took a bigger step towards me.

"Just random stu-" She cut me off, even though she was the one who asked me the fucking question in the first place.

"Anyway, would you like to go out with me this weekend?" She crossed her arms in front of her chest, pushing them up so they didn't sag as much as usual.

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. "Jessica, you know that I won't. I'm not trying to be rude, but this is really getting old. You know that I'm with Bella. You know that I want to be with Bella. And you should very well know that I fucking love Bella. So no, I will not go out with you this weekend. Sorry." I said.

I started to walk off in the direction of my class, but she put a hand on my arm and pulled me closer to her. "Hold on, you shouldn't be angry at me, babe. I'm just saying that you deserve better. You deserve someone that fits into your lifestyle, and that isn't Bella." She thought.

For some reason, that made me laugh. "You know, that was actually so wrong it was funny, Jessica."

I saw her eyes briefly look at something behind me and then they returned to my face. I went to move away from her again, but this time she pulled my head down to her lips. I felt her crusty lips on mine for a second before I tried to pulled away, but her hands tightened around my head to keep me trapped there. I winced and reached behind my head to remove her shitty hands off of me, and took a step away from her.

I stared at her like she was crazy and she said, "That was amazing, babe." She then fucking winked at me, and walked away in the opposite direction.

I made another face at her retreating form, and then turned around to head to my class and hopefully a water fountain so that I could rinse the taste of whore off my lips, but I literally stopped in my tracks.

My eyes widened at the sight of Bella standing before me. Her beautiful heart-shaped face was contorted into one that resembled total betrayal. Her narrowed chocolate brown eyes showed complete hurt. Her eyebrows were scrunched up in confusion. Her pink lips were pursed.

I gasped. "Bella? Please! Please, let me explain!" My feet started walking me towards her, but she backed away from me.

She stared at me for a moment, before her entire countenance changed. It now showed extreme anger, that had even me cowering back in fear. Slowly, she walked towards me and reached for something in my hands. I looked down, and realized I still had her cell phone, which explains why she came back. She grabbed it and started walking away.

I ran after her and grabbed her so she couldn't walk away from me again. "Please let me explain!" I begged her.

"No." She stated in a monotone voice, hinted with subtle anger.

"Bella! Let me explain! She fucking kissed me!" I squeezed her arms tightly.

She nodded her head once. "Okay."

I looked at her, baffled. "What?"

She removed my hands from her arms and brought her hands up to my head to pull my forehead down to her level, where she placed a single kiss. She turned my head slightly to the side and whispered in my ear, "We're over."

I looked at her. She was apathetic, not one emotion reflecting on her face. I felt a wave of tears hit me as I realized what she had said. She walked by my unmoving form, and I saw a single tear run down her face.

This was the first time I saw her cry.

A/N: Hey, I had to add excitement to this story somehow. Review and tell me what you think!