This chapter is from Alice and Bella's pov's. We are getting to the Edward and Bella stuff…we are glad you have stuck with us while we gave the other characters a chance!

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APOV

I couldn't breathe, I just ran. I had to get away so that I didn't throw a fit and embarrass him any more than I already do. At that thought, I choked on a sob. How could he just detach himself, how could he just act like what was happening between us was only sex? I know he felt more, or at least I thought he did. I wasn't sure anymore.

Pushing open the doors of the library, I inhaled deeply once I was outside. I needed someone to talk to; I couldn't deal with this by myself. Too bad I only had brothers; those two Neanderthals would never be able to help me. If they knew what was going on, they would probably kill Jasper and lock me up in my room and throw away the key.

As I hurried away, I heard someone calling my name. It didn't sound like the voice I wanted to hear, but I turned around anyways.

"Alice." Bella was gaining on me, with a worried look on her face.

I stopped and waited for her.

She could see that I was crying when she got close and without saying anything else, wrapped me up in a hug. The simple gesture brought another round of tears out.

She didn't say anything, just waited for me to calm down again, smoothing my hair down while I sobbed on her shoulder.

"Thanks." I said when my crying had slowed.

"No problem. We all need a hug sometimes." She released me, but kept an arm around my shoulders. "Let's go get a coffee so we can talk."

We walked in the direction of the closest coffee shop. I tried to think of how to explain the situation without making things more difficult for Jasper, but I wasn't sure of what to say.

When we got in line for our drinks, Bella turned to me, "If you want to find us a corner to sit in, I can take care of this."

"Okay." I was glad that I could go find a place to hide; I looked terrible right now and didn't want anyone to ask me what was wrong.

Telling people that I was sleeping with one of my teachers, who was also my much older brother's best friend, probably wouldn't go over so well.

I found us a couple of comfy leather club chairs that were tucked away out of sight of the rest of the shop and curled up.

Bella brought over our lattes and double chocolate chunk brownie. I almost started crying again, how did she know I needed chocolate?

"Here you go. I figured the brownie might be of more comfort to you than I will be so it's all yours." She smiled warmly at me.

I took the brownie and broke it in half, "I can share. You have been great so far, so I wouldn't bet against you."

She laughed, and took a big gulp of her coffee. It was still pretty hot so she yelped when it hit her mouth and ended up spilling it all over herself.

"Damn it. I am a mess. Now I have to walk around with coffee stains all day. It won't be the first time." Her shirt and pants were soaked but she just laughed again. "Good thing I don't worry about what I look like too much."

It was hard for me to imagine not caring what you looked like, I had been raised to always be conscious of the image you are projecting. And the image Bella was projecting was a little dated. Hmmm, maybe I could help her in return for her helping me. The idea perked me up a little.

"So, let's talk. Who or what has got you so worked up? Is it school? One of your professors?"

She was closer than she knew with that one.

As I debated on whether or not to open up about what had happened between Jasper and I, Bella leaned towards me.

"You don't have to tell me if you aren't comfortable. I am not that great with the whole emotional chat thing. Must be the fact that I am an only child. I always thought if I had a sister it would have been easier, I would have had someone to learn how to do all that girly talk stuff with." She shrugged.

Hearing that she was an only child with no one to talk to, that she had wanted a sister, was really comforting. I had always felt almost like an only child, Edward and Emmett were so much older than me that they didn't include me in their lives very much. I knew that they loved me, but they weren't much help when it came to stuff like this.

"Well, we can just pretend that we are the sisters we never had. If you ever wanted a brother, I have two I can spare." Just talking with her was relaxing me.

"So, did you want to tell me what is going on?"

I took a deep breath before speaking.

"There is this guy I have been kind of seeing. It has been amazing, I think that I love him. And I thought that he was feeling the same way but he has been holding back."

I remembered that she had said they were friends that first day in class and I thought at the time that maybe they were more to each other. But when we were together, I just assumed that they weren't. I wondered now if she knew about us. Had they still been dating all along? I started to panic.

"Alice, it's okay. I won't judge you."

"He's one of my teachers and I think that is part of the reason he doesn't think we should be together." I let the statement hang in the air. She would probably guess who I was talking about, I was sure of it.

"How long have you guys been seeing each other?" She wasn't going to bring up his name. I hoped that meant she didn't care, not that she liked him or something.

"It's only been a couple of weeks. But I knew the first time I saw his picture. See, he's my brother's best friend and roommate which is another reason he doesn't want to keep things going."

She had a confused look on her face.

"Your brother?"

"Yeah, Edward is my older brother and he's really protective of me so Jas, I mean…um…"

"I know you are talking about Jasper, Alice. It's okay."

"But didn't you guys go out once?" I held my breath, hoping she wouldn't say that they were still seeing each other, I never thought that he could do that to me but I guess I didn't know him that well really.

"We went out a couple of times, but we are just friends. Remember the weird uncomfortable dates I went on, the one where I ended up as friends with the guy? That was Jasper."

I exhaled, not even realizing that I had been holding my breath.

"Well, it doesn't really matter anyways. He obviously doesn't feel the same way about me that I do about him. I mean, if you love someone shouldn't you be willing to take some risks to be with them?" Tears were starting to well up again.

"It's not always that simple. It should be but it never is." She looked wistful, and I wondered who she was thinking about. "Jasper is a good person, so I am sure he is just worried about what the repercussions could be for both of you. This isn't exactly the best situation for him or you. If someone found out, he wouldn't be allowed to teach anymore, and I'm sure that it wouldn't help you for it to be known that you slept with an instructor."

I knew she was right, but I couldn't help how I felt.

"I told him I was dropping the class. I can take it next year or over the summer. That way there won't be any conflict." This was my first year in college so I would have plenty of time to make it up.

"That's probably be a good idea. But, I think that you should talk to him before you drop it though. You guys have a lot you need to deal with."

I knew she was right but I just couldn't bring myself to face him. Maybe in a couple of days, when the humiliation wasn't so fresh. The way he had just cut himself off from me, right in the middle if fooling around, it was too painful to face right now.

"I need some time to think. We kind of rushed into things and I want to be sure of how I feel. I don't know if talking to him will help me right now." I didn't say that I was feeling ashamed because he had rejected in the middle of sex, that I was doubting all his whispered words about me, how beautiful he thought I was or how much he loved to be with me. He had never said that he loved me, and I was glad now that he had stopped me in the storage closet. I couldn't have handled it, if I had told him and he asked me to leave.

She nodded at me, before standing to go. "Do you think you will be okay? I am going to have to go home so I can change. I don't feel like walking around work all day looking like a cleaning rag at Starbucks." She was gesturing to her stained clothes.

"Actually, I have an idea. I live right around the corner so why don't you come to my house and borrow something of mine?" It was the least I could do, she had totally come to my rescue.

"Um, Alice, that is really nice of you to offer. I don't know if you noticed but we don't have exactly the same style and I'm not sure that we even wear the same size." She was looking at me warily.

"We are close enough, and as far as style goes, Bella, you could use a little help." I giggled at her expression. She was trying to look offended, but I could tell she was going to go along with it.

"Okay, fine. You can play "Dress Up Bella" this once, but I am only agreeing because you need a distraction. Understood?"

I was up out of my chair, bouncing in happiness. "Trust me Bella; you will look hot when I am done with you."

"I'm not going for hot, remember? I work in a library, and have to be around a lot of hormonal college boys and homeless men that often have sick fetishes, ones that involve lusty librarians." She grimaced, "I am serious, you have no idea what goes on in that place!"

"Okay, fine. How about cute? Can you stand being cuted up for one night?"

"Now you are insulting me, great. What next? A makeover?" She snorted.

Silly Bella, if she only knew what she had gotten herself into.

BPOV

Going to Alice's house was definitely interesting. Aside from the fashion show she attempted to have me do, it was weird to be in Edward's parent's house. Seeing pictures of him as a kid, with his family was unsettling. It felt like I was stalking him or something. I hadn't wanted to mention to Alice that Edward and I were friends, if that's what we were. I wasn't sure, exactly. It seemed sometimes like he wanted to ask me something. And he was always asking about Jasper. I had told him we were friends, but it was like he didn't understand.

We had spent a lot of time together but we never really talked about anything important. Come to think about it, we hardly ever talked about anything not related to school or my job. He was becoming an expert in library gossip though, and we always had fun. He had a wicked sense of humor, and he was so gorgeous, even sitting there in an old ratty sweatshirt and jeans he was breathtaking. Ugh, maybe one of these days he would make a move. I was worried that he would think I was trashy to go from dating his friend to wanting to have hot sex with him in the stacks.

Despite Jasper being as hot as he is, I had never felt the electricity that I felt with Edward. I didn't know if it was just me, or if he felt it too. We were comfortable with each other, so I was okay with that for now.

Once Alice had found the "perfect outfit", her words not mine, I said goodbye and headed back to work. She was a sweet girl and it was nice to have another girl to talk to. Angela was so involved with Ben that we didn't get to do the girl stuff very often.

My perfect outfit consisted of a cord mini skirt and a v-neck sweater with chunky buttons up the back. It was cute; I had to admit, even though I was still wearing my old school pumas. Alice tried to convince me to wear a pair of her boots but my feet were a little too big. I was just going to have to remember that I wasn't wearing jeans, and I would have to be careful about not flashing people. I am not really a mini skirt kind of girl, so this may be a challenge.

When I got to the library I realized I had work to do in the stacks. There were some books that a professor in the English department was looking for and the student workers couldn't find them. Great. Up and down a stepstool all night, I was definitely going to embarrass myself.

I headed up to look for them, I was sure we still had them. Someone probably just put them in the wrong place. It happened all the time, so it would just take a little searching. I found the first two quickly. They were reshelved with the wrong classification. The last one was proving more difficult to find and I was on the Kikstep, stretching to reach the top shelf when I felt someone behind me.

Hands grasped my hips and before I could turn around, I heard him.

"Need some help?" That voice. It was sinful, how sexy it was. My eyes grew heavy, I could feel his fingers on my skin and immediately had trouble breathing. His hands were on my legs, with just the tips of them creeping under the hem of my skirt. I couldn't turn around; I wouldn't be able to control myself.

I could feel his breath on my neck, stirring my hair. I swallowed before trusting myself to talk.

"Um, no I think I got it." I squeaked out. My witty banter escapes me at the worst times.

"I'll just hold on to you so you don't fall and hurt yourself." His voice was soft, as his hands slid up my skirt. He stepped closer to me and I could feel the heat of his body all along my back.

"Okay." My words were breathy but there as no helping it.

He took them to mean that it was okay that he kept touching me, which if I was honest is exactly what I was hoping for.

He sighed and dragged his hands all the way up my hips under my skirt, skimming the edge of my panties with his fingertips. I whimpered and fell back against his chest. He growled and turned me around so that he was pressed up against me. I was still standing on the stepstool, so we were face to face and I was surprised to see how serious his face was. He was staring at my lips, hungrily.

"Hi." I whispered.

He smiled, and whispered back, "Hey."

I was playing with the spine of the book I was holding, and started rambling nervously, "Well, you missed it earlier I…"

He grabbed my wrists, causing me to drop the book, and held them over my head in one large hand. Instinctively my leg hitched up, my ankle curling around his knee and he leaned into me. His hand was at the juncture of my thighs, his palm cupping my mound, long fingers rubbing my wet panties. His weight was holding me up against the shelves behind me, my breasts were pressed against his chest and his lips hovered over mine, his breath blowing softly on my face. I waited, willing him to kiss me. But he seemed frozen.

It wasn't until we heard the gasp behind us that he came out of his trance.

Both of our heads turned to see Mike standing not ten feet away.

"Bella?" Mike's voice faltered and after a second he took off.

Edward shook his head, and laughed.

"Well, you are certainly breaking his heart. I wonder if he is the only one." He sounded a little bitter.

"What the hell do you mean by that?" I was stunned. Where did that come from?

"Aren't you seeing someone?" His words were flat.

"Me? No, I'm not. Not that it's any of your business. And aren't you the one that left the bar with some chick the other night? You sure do have some nerve." I was furious. How dare he do that to me and then accuse me of cheating on an imaginary boyfriend? What a jerk.

His face was shocked, and I turned away before he could say anything else.

I stalked over to the reference desk where Angela was working. She could tell I was upset, but I shook my head so she would understand I didn't want to talk about it here.

When looked around I saw that the guy that Edward and his date had been hanging out with at the bar were there. Great.

I wondered if that was his brother, he looked a little like a Green Giant version of Alice.

I walked towards the elevators to head down to my office, but of course before I could make it there I had to completely humiliate myself. I tripped over my own feet and would have ended up on the ground if someone hadn't caught me. I looked up at my rescuer and it was Edward's friend, the Green Giant.

"Man, you are hilarious! Do you realize you just tripped over nothing at all?" He snort laughed at me, which was enough to make me snort laugh right back.

"Yeah, I am regular three ring circus. You should see me with the book trucks. I am a danger to humanity." He was nice, funny with a ridiculous laugh like me. What's not to like? Plus his massive arms and cute dimples weren't too bad either.

When he stood me back up, I looked down to make sure my skirt wasn't obscene. As I did this my sweater gapped away from my chest. I looked back up at him in time to catch him checking my tits out.

I just shook my head at him and he shrugged smiling. "Can't help it. I'm a pig." He had no shame. "I'm Emmett, but you can call me Em."

I just smiled and laughed, "At least you are honest, Em. I'm Bella."

Edward and Rose had made it over to us in time to hear me. They both had unhappy looks on their faces.

Rose recovered first, leaning on Edwards arm, "Have any plans tonight, Edward?"

He was staring at me, glancing briefly to Rose, "Um, no. But I think I am just going to study, I have a lot of research to do."

She waved his excuse off, "No way, we are going out. You have to be way ahead of your classes with as much time as you spend here studying. Let's go out dancing, have some fun."

Emmett's eyes narrowed at Edward, waiting for his response.

He looked around at all of us, obviously stalling.

Emmett spoke up first, "Why don't we all go out? Edward can go with Rose and I can give Bella a ride." I could tell he was upset, but was trying not to show it.

Edward nodded, "Yeah, that's a good idea. We can all go."

Emmett turned to me, "What time do you get off work?

So, it was agreed. Rose was going to go home and change, taking Edward with her and they would meet Emmett and I when I got off work. The idea of Edward in Rose's apartment made me a little nauseous and for some reason I think Emmett felt the same way.

The bar we were going to was a cool place, so I was glad Alice had lent me her outfit after all. The shoes would just have to do. There wasn't enough time to go all the way home to change only my shoes.

The stark differences between myself and Rose were obvious. But I wasn't going to let it bother me. At least I wasn't a bitch.

AC: They are going to be so mad at us! Should we post the next chapter today too?

AN: Is that spoiling them? 2 chapters in one day?

AC: Yeah, but they are going to be angry because of cock-blocking Mike.

AN: True…we don't need to start a riot.

AC: And we know they will like the next chapter!!