Edward stood in awe in front of his piano. I don't think he ever expected his parents to do anything as extravagant as this. I think that he felt that this was a bigger gesture towards his parents accepting him than the apartment.

He slowly made his way over to the piano bench and sat down in front of the keys.

I walked around behind him and couldn't hold in my laugh. "If becoming a composer doesn't work out for you, you can always become a plumber. You've got the sagging pants part of it down pat." He gave me a mock hurt look before he stood up and adjusted his loose pants.

He ran through a couple of scales with a grimace on his face. "Ugh! It needs to be tuned."

"It sounds fine to me. You're just a piano snob. Play a real song." I told him and he began to play something famous that I had heard before, but I had no clue as to what it was called.

He only played for a minute before he stopped. "I can't take it, it's horrible. I'll have to find a piano tuner ASAP."

He was still messing with different keys like he was trying to prove his point when I put my arms around his shoulders and told him that I was going to take a bath.

I headed upstairs and collected my clothes for the day and brought them into the bathroom. I was kind of excited to try the Jacuzzi tub for the first time. I sorted through the different scents of bubbles that Esme and Rose had picked out while we were shopping the other day. Once I found a smell that I liked I turned on the faucet and filled the oversized tub.

I pulled my hair up in a messy bun on top of my head and stripped off Edward's t-shirt and my underwear and slipped into the warm bubbles. I almost disappeared into the bubbles when I laid back to relax. I could hear different melodies coming from downstairs each blending in with the other one. Tuned or not, Edward couldn't resist the call that the instrument had to him.

I was slowly nodding off to sleep when I heard the bathroom door open and click shut. I opened my eyes to find Edward sitting on the side of the tub with his hand swishing in the water.

I smiled at him. "You could get in if you want, but I'm telling you now that I am relaxing in here and if you can't control yourself you can't come in."

"I can control myself." He smirked. "It is you that needs to watch yourself. I'm very well behaved." And with that he removed his jeans and started to climb in.

"Hey, you sit over there." I said pointing at the other end of the tub. He pouted but did what he was told. Since he was much longer than me his knees poked out of the top of the water.

I pulled my knees up and grabbed his ankles under the water and pulled his legs out so that they were on either side of me. Then one by one I placed my legs over the tops of his.

"See? You can't keep your hands…or feet to yourself." He snickered.

"Be nice or you have to get out." I said tapping his chest with my toe. He grabbed my foot and started massaging it. "Mmmm…"

Only a few minutes later after he massaged my other foot he started shifting around. I opened my eyes to see him sitting up and trying to make some sort of bubble sculpture. He caught my gaze and shrugged. "I'm bored." I rolled my eyes and sat up and pulled out the hand held nozzle and turned on the water.

"Come here I want to wash your hair. It looks ridiculous and will never behave if you don't get it wet."

He leaned forward and closed his eyes and I held the nozzle over his head and thoroughly wet his hair. I reached over and took the new bottle of my shampoo that I had just bought and hadn't put away yet. I poured a little in my hand and rubbed it over his head.

I giggled as I gave him a shampoo Mohawk. "You're cute." I told him when I was done.

He grabbed the shower nozzle, turned on the water and smiled wickedly at me. "My turn."

"No don't! I don't want my hair wet." He grinned and came closer with the spray. "Stop it!" I almost screamed. And before he got to me he turned the spray to his own head and rinsed out the soap.

We lounged around all day after the bath. I made dinner and we watched one of the many movies that Alice had sent with us on the move. She was sad that she and Jasper didn't get to make the trip across the country with us and had sent us a care package in the trailer.

Monday morning came and with it came the first day of school. The alarm went off and I practically jumped out of my skin.

I had class Monday through Thursday from ten until two except on Wednesday when I had a lab until four. Edward had class Monday through Thursday all day, nine to five, and a half a day on Friday where he would be done by one.

Two months later…

It was now early November and it almost felt like I lived alone. Edward was always at school for classes or rehearsing. School was going fine for me; I only struggled with this stupid chemistry class that was required to graduate.

When Edward was home he was always working on his piano if he wasn't sleeping. Sleep always took second chair to his music.

He was composing a full length piece for a class that lasted the entire school year. He sat at his piano all day on the weekends. I liked to watch him from the couch where I would be reading from my text book.

He would play a few notes over and over making slight changes before writing it down on the paper in front of him. Then he would erase it and start over. He concentrated so hard that his face would scrunch up when he didn't like something or a little smile would play on his lips if he did.

I made dinner every night to make sure that he was eating. At bed time I would settle into bed alone and listen to the smooth melody coming from downstairs that would eventually lull me to sleep. I would wake up in the morning to find him sprawled out on the couch or with his head down on the piano sleeping.

Today was Friday and I was going to surprise Edward and meet him after his class for lunch, walk home with him and make him take a night off from practicing. I missed him and I wanted, no needed, to spend some time with him.

I walked in the building and headed down the hall where I knew the music department classrooms were. I knew I was getting close because I could hear the familiar melody in the hallway. I stopped short when I saw Tanya and a couple of girls standing outside of his doorway.

I didn't want her to see me so I stood back into the doorway of the next classroom.

"He's so hot Tanya." One of the girls said. "Are you really going to go out with him?"

"Of course!" Tanya stated. "Since we have been working on that project together for the winter showcase we've gotten pretty close, if you know what I mean." She said suggestively winking at the other girls.

The winter showcase? Yes I knew what that was, and I knew that Edward had to perform in it. All first years do, but with Tanya? He didn't bother to tell me this. Was this why he came home so late all of the time? Was he seeing her on the side? She was so beautiful. Did Edward think so too?

The music stopped and Tanya and the girls rushed in the room. I made my way out of my hiding place and went to the classroom door that they all disappeared into.

Edward was still sitting at a piano and all of the girls were clapping. Tanya went behind him and started rubbing her hands up and down his arms and shoulders. Edward was smiling.

"That was beautiful Eddie!" She crooned pressing herself into his back. Edward was still smiling.

Tanya started massaging his shoulders and neck and her hands were heading up into his hair. Oh hell no!

I practically ripped the door off its hinges opening it and it slammed loudly against the wall.

I stepped inside of the room and gave Tanya Rosalie's 'Bitch Glare' with all of the anger that I had inside of me.

Edward stood up shrugging off Tanya and started walking towards me with his signature crooked smile which faded when my eyes shifted to him and my glare didn't soften.

I turned on my heel and headed out the door and down the hall. My eyes were already starting to fill up with tears and I didn't want Tanya or anyone else see me cry so I ran from the building and darted down the street towards home. I heard Edward call out my name, but I ignored him and kept running.

I reached our front door and couldn't seem to get a good grasp on my keys and get them inserted in the lock. After dropping them twice because I was shaking so hard, I gave up and fell against the door with my side and slid down and hid my face in my knees and sobbed.

"Bella?"

I lifted my head to see Edward crouched down in front of me with a worried look on his face. I ducked my head back into my knees and continued to cry.

I heard the lock on the door click and felt it open. Then out of nowhere I was being lifted and brought into the loft and placed on the couch where I stayed curled up in a ball.

I felt the couch shift as he sat down beside me. "H-how c-could y-you do t-this t-too m-me?" I stuttered quietly.

"I haven't done anything. What are you talking about?" He said pushing my hair out of my face.

"Don't lie to me Edward! I heard her. She said she's going out with you and that you two were close. Then she was all touchy feely with you in the classroom, and you liked it!" I shouted. "When were you going to tell me about her?"

"I was forced to work with her, that's all. We all had to partner up, I had no choice!" He shouted back at me. "I am not going out with her! You're crazy!"

"Yet you let her feel you up on a regular basis?"

"I don't, that was the only time she's ever touched me! She's been coming on to me, but I always politely turn her down. I swear!"

I jumped up from the couch and headed upstairs.

"Bella please! Don't do this. I'm sorry; it won't happen again, I won't let it. Just please." He pleaded. "Bella don't leave me." He choked. It was almost a whisper.

I turned and looked at him. He had tears streaming down his face and he looked…not sad but panicked.

"I was never going to leave you Edward." I told him. "I thought it was you that was going to leave me."

He made it to me in two quick strides and enveloped me in a hug. "Silly Bella, I could never live without you. I love you so much." He whispered in my ear.

He pulled his head back and looked me in the eyes. "I love you too. I can't live without you either."

We brought our lips together and kissed each other; I could taste the saltiness of our tears on our lips.

I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck as he hoisted me up so that my legs automatically locked around his waist and he carried me the rest of the way up the stairs.

We were naked and breathing heavily on our bed and I noticed that the sun had gone down. I had my head rested on Edward's stomach and I started to giggle when I heard it gurgle and growl.

"What's so funny? You're not supposed to laugh at your naked boyfriend after he has just made love to you. It can really hurt a guy's ego."

"Your stomach is growling." I giggled again laying a kiss just above his bellybutton. "I was planning on taking you to lunch before…you know…the misunderstanding."

"Let's get cleaned up and you can take me to dinner."

I looked up at him with my chin resting on his chest. "Nope. I think that you should take me to dinner."

"Anything for you."

We hopped out of bed and went into the bathroom. I was pulling out fresh towels and turning on the water.

"Isabella Marie Swan, what is this?" He said pointing at his neck in the mirror.

I smirked at him. "Just marking my territory." I said rubbing my thumb over the light red mark that was on his skin. Edward just rolled his eyes.

We got dressed and headed out the door. "What would you like to eat?" He asked as we made it outside to the street.

"Anything but Italian."