Heyy! This is a chapter mainly in Edward's POV, so you all out there see the other side.

EPOV

"Edward? Edward? Can you hear me?" I heard a fuzzy mumbling at my ear. I slowly opened my eyes. It was all blurry from sleep. I groaned and put my hand to my face, and I felt a tugging at my arm. My eyes focused and I saw wires attached to it. I shuddered. I looked up, and my Dad was there, all in my face.

"Dad? What happened? Was there an accident?" I asked him, worried. I looked around...it was bright and all white.

"Edward. You had a fall. It's okay. You're okay now." My Dad calmed me, and my breaths evened out. I nodded. I felt dazed and confused, and laid back in my pillow.

"Edward, what do you remember last?" I frowned and thought back...I remember...Emmett, me, Jazz and Rosalie crowding over the computer screen as we looked at our hotel, in Turkey. Emmett had the usual booming laugh at every picture, and I grinned along with him.

"Shit! Did I miss the holiday?" I looked at Dad urgently and he winced.

"Edward. We are in September." I slapped the bed, annoyed.

"Did they go without me?" He shook his head.

"The holiday was a year ago." I froze.

"I-I-I've been in a coma for a year?" Dad shook his head. "How bad was that fall or what?"

"No. A couple of weeks ago, you suffered with appendicitis, and fainted. On your first day back after the summer vacation. I think you may have had short term memory loss."

"You call THAT short term? What have I forgotten? Will I remember everything again? Have Em and Rosie tied the knot yet?" I said the last bit sarcastically. Dad frowned.

"Edward this isn't something to be taken lightly. This is no joke." I shook my head.

"Are you kidding? Sorry but it isn't everyday that you find you've been in a coma with memory loss. How do you expect me to react? Is there anyway I can get my memory back? What have I missed? TELL ME." I shouted angrily.

"Hmm... well you...no I can't answer that..." I squeezed my hands into fists.

"Dad. Tell me. I want to know."

He sighed. "You...fell for a girl, called Bella Swan. She's your girlfriend. She's pretty big n your life, and you met her during the Turkey holiday. Maybe because you may have seen her last or thought of her last, or because she was a huge part in your life...maybe that was a reason to why it was her that you forgot..." Dad began to speculate, but I ignored his other guesses. Bella. Bella Swan. Did not sound familiar, or important, even.

"Maybe if I meet her, I'll remember again." I butted in, stopping Dad's talk.

"You want me to call them?" I nodded, and waited for him to leave. I shut my eyes as he went, and opened them again when he returned.

"They're on their way." He spoke.

"Where can I brush my teeth?" I stuck my tongue out, pulling a face. "I'm guessing nobody brushed my teeth for the past few weeks..." Dad laughed, then went through a bag on a chair and pulled out a brush and toothpaste tube.

"Here."

About half an hour later, I was picking my way through any memories, coming out unsuccessful, when I heard a stomping and I saw Dad look up, mumbling something. A brunette girl made her way in here quickly, and I tried my best to see if I knew her.

"Bella." She must be Bella.

She rushed into my arms, and I bested my acting skills to pretend like I knew her. Dad looked at me hopefully, but I shook my head. He frowned, and mouthed to me.

"Why are you...?" I shook my head again, and Dad shook his head at me, alerting me not to do what I was about to do. But 'Bella' looked so happy, I couldn't ruin her moment. And then she sat up and her lips attacked mine, surprising me. Good job I brushed my teeth this morning. She's a good kisser. I hope I taught her that...I hugged her, relishing in a beautiful girl in my arms, and smelled her hair. Strawberries and freesia. I'm smelt, pleasant. I took another breath and sighed. Please let me remember...

"Sorry we're late, Eddie, but your girlfriend failed to notice that we weren't behind her, because Nessie twisted her ankle!" Emmett? I looked up, and saw Emmett carrying my sister. When did she get back home? Last time I saw her she was leaving to head for... I stopped myself from remembering that pain, and looked at Emmett and Nessie apologetically. Bella whined in my ear and I patted her back comfortingly.

"That's okay." I smiled. "...Nessie, get that ankle sorted out." I gave her a look. Bella looked as if she were slipping, so I moved over and pulled her up.

"Boy, you two are in love, aren't you?" Nessie grinned at me. Love...No, that's an impossibility. Like I'd love her so soon. But really, it wasn't so soon. It must have been a year. Could I love in a year? Bella mumbled in agreement and I acted my way through the situation. I tried to see this as if I was on an actor, and improvising my scenes as if we all, were improvising. When Nessie asked to hear the story, I almost laughed out loud. of course I didn't know the whole freaking story!

"Another time." I said. Soon, I heard Bella's soft snores coming from under my arm, and I smirked.

"Bella's asleep." I whispered, trying to not wake her up. Emmett nodded encouragingly, and he put Nessie on a empty chair. "How long has she been out?" I hadn't noticed. Emmett shrugged.

"Don't know. She does that. Haha I wonder if she...has she ever fell asleep while you two...were going at it?" Emmett wiggled his eyebrows enthusiastically and I waved him off. Of course me and Bella would have had sex already. I'm not superman. I have needs. But then again, I was I virgin last time I remembered...maybe I could keep Bella until I found out what it felt like? Emmett bent down to Nessie's ankle and took a look at it.

"Eddie-boy? Think it's serious?" I leaned over and guessed. I didn't want to cause any suspicion. I didn't want to find out that I had been learning more medical crap after I can remember. I hoped I hadn't decided to go into what Dad does. From what I remember I didn't want to be a doctor, but acted my way through that, as well.

"Nah you'll survive." I shrugged. Emmett frowned. I pretended not to notice, and laid Bella's head on the pillow.

"I'm...gonna catch a few Z's. Night." Emmett nodded slyly and picked Nessie up, ignoring my advice. I didn't care as I turned to my side to get some sleep. I realised Emmett must be frowning at me leaving Bella like that, so I pulled her closer again, in case anyone came when I didn't know. Wanted to keep my appearances, and all.

I woke up quite early, and decided I needed to take a leak and brush my teeth. I shuffled off the bed and went to the bathroom. I decided against a bath, and just washed myself with a cloth, like I remember doing when I had been in the hospital before. Baths disgust me. They are for girls. I went back and saw Bella on the bed, and sprayed myself some deodorant. I climbed back in bed, as she started to stir, and watched as she woke up. She opened her brown eyes, and I felt a pang in my heart. I was unsure of what that pang was, but my head was telling me 'too bad you don't love her'.

"Morning, Love." Should I call her that? She smirked and stretched. She asked for toothpaste, and I grinned. I may not love her, but she was a darn good kisser. As she left, straight away, Dad came in.

"So still nothing?" He asked, solemn. God, was it really the end of the world? She as just a girl. I was just...what was I? I did the math in my head.

"How old am I?" I coked my head to the side.

"18..." I nodded. Okay. I was just 18. It was unbelievable that I could fall in love that easily, that quickly. I bet it wasn't real love.

"Why did you pretend you knew her?" Dad accused.

"Well, if you hadn't listened to my plan, then you would have understood." I paused.

Dad moved his hand, encouraging me to enlighten him.

"Well... if I would happen to remember her, then I wouldn't need to tell her anyway!" I smirked, happy I thought of something good. Dad shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and pointer finger.

"You know, Edward, the older you was much more mature. And smarter. Now you've successfully realised that you don't remember her, and you've led her to believe that you DO in fact remember her, how are you going to get out of that one?" Dad raised his eyebrow like a parent. Ugh. I pouted, hopefully he'll offer to help me. He raised his hands up, not in surrender but telling me he won't help me with any of this. I scoffed.

"Well, I don't know? Why can't I just tell her? It's not as if I loved her loads, right?" Dad laughed.

"Are you kidding? When she was with Jake for that small period of time, you looked defeated. In AGONY. You weren't just upset, you were heartbroken. CRUSHED. And she feels the same way."

"How can she feel the same way when she was with Jake? And...when was this? Did Jake steal my girl?"

"...It's a long story. One that you should know, what everyone expects you to remember, but you don't, so you have to sort his one out for yourself. How are you going to do it?"

"How can I tell her that I don't remember her? I remember...everyone...but her...! You even had to tell me her NAME for crying out loud! What she looks like, how I met her...! I don't feel, anything! How can I love a stranger? She seems to know me, but I obviously can't recall a single moment that she's been in my life..." I shouted out angrily, waving my arms about. Dad sighed.

"You have to tell her sooner or later. You can't live a lie and hope that you remember again, or that you'll love her eventually. You need to set it straight with her. Don't tell any lies." I gave him a look, saying 'well I've already told a big fat one already, haven't I?'

"And...when did Nessie get back?"

"Just when you came back to school."

"I...need to think it all through. You best go before Bella returns." I ran a hand through my hair, stressed.

"Do you want me to tell her you fell asleep?" Dad obviously still had my back. I nodded.

"...Yes. I need to figure out what to say..." I heard a shuffling from outside, but ignored it as I looked down, waiting for Dad to get the message that I wanted to be alone. He eventually caught my drift and departed. I sank further down the bed until my toes went off the edge, and relaxed my head on the pillow. Although I wasn't tired before, I suddenly felt a wave of drowsiness, and my eyes unwillingly shut themselves.

I woke to a loud bringing of the telephone that was just outside my room. Dad picked up, and mumbled Emmett's name. I frowned, as Dad waved me over.

"Emmett? What's wrong?" I groaned from the lack of sleep.

"I would like to know why Bella is in fucking hysterics right now! What did you do?" Emmett yelled down the phone, and I pulled the phone away from my ear for a second. I took a deep breath, and noticed something in Dad's palm.

"Dad, what is that? Shit. I gave her those to use. She must have heard our conversation...Didn't you see her to tell her I 'went to bed'?" I begged my Dad, but he shook his head.

"I couldn't find her, and I just found these on the floor here..." I groaned again.

"Emmett. Is she okay?" I quickly asked, waiting urgently for the answer. Hurry up man!

"No she isn't fucking okay! What is the matter with you?" I sighed. Cat's out of the bag. I may as well tell him. It might make it easier as he will probably tell the rest of them...I talked on the phone with Emmett, explaining the situation. I did the nice thing of covering up for my Dad, saying it was my own doings that had caused this, not that Dad had gave much away for me to figure out. He then had a whole sissy fit at me, so I slammed the phone on the handle, angry. I had to sort this out, but right now I just wanted...a pizza, and sleep. And Coca-Cola. I went to bed again, telling Dad that I wanted to be left alone. He seemed to be just about to speak.

"What, Dad?" Dad paused mid step.

"I-I just want you to know that you need to keep everyone's feelings in check, okay?"

"Okay, got it." I saluted then sank into bed again. I heard Dad walk over.

"If by chance, you did remember her, you want to be sure that you don't damage her so permanently that she won't take you back...keep that in mind." I nodded, and the steps faded into the distance. The steps returned, and I groaned.

"What, Dad?" I looked up, and Dad smirked the crooked grin that he passed down to me.

"By the way, your bed rest here finishes tomorrow. You've gotta go home." I groaned and covered my head with the covers.

"Dad! No you can't do that!" But it was too late, he shut the door behind him. I sank into unconsciousness, thinking negatively about the next day.

"AHHH! Fuck!... Wait...Edward?" It sounded sexy to hear her curse like that, but we weren't in the correct situation.

"Get dressed Bella." I waited patiently with my eyes closed, letting her collect her things freely and get changed.

"Ok...Edward, we need to REALLY talk." I nodded, opening my eyes. She sat on the end of the bed, staring at me. She handed me my shorts and converses, and then my shirt. I couldn't help but grin when I saw her check me out when I got changed. I sat next to her.

"Gosh, my head hurts!" she said to break the ice, palming her forehead and scrunching her eyes up. I agreed with her. But no time for this talk, we needed to talk about the previous night.

"Bella..."I said. "Do you remember anything?"

She shook her head.

I didn't either, but I wasn't sure which part she couldn't remember...last night, or the whole summer?

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PS. the 'dream' seem familiar to you? (besides the last line) ;)