A/N: Ok, this chapter is the last one that sees our two lovers happy and carefree. The road is getting bumpy, guys…A little shameless self-pimping here ;), come and check out my new story, "Bitter little girl" and tell me what you think.

"Dinner was delicious, baby." Edward moans just after swallowing the last bit of his curry chicken. I'm proud of my cooking skills on a regular basis but let's face it, Edward complimenting me has me beaming and blushing like a school girl. I've really got it bad.

"Thanks. You need to leave soon, right?" I hear my voice lower and the sad tone it takes when I ask the dreaded question. He sighs, his burning green eyes on me.

"Yes, in about ten minutes. I'm sorry, I wish I could stay."

I nod minutely, aware that I must look ridiculous right now. I knew from the start it would be difficult but now that we made love, it's like someone is tearing me apart. I never want to leave him. I'm completely cock whipped, in more ways than one. And pathetic, let's not forget pathetic.

"I know, Edward. Don't worry about me, it's just …" I mumble.

"Incredibly hard and painful to leave you." He finishes and the same small and fake smile that took possession of my lips is on his face.

He looks like he's right here with me, deliriously happy and tortured at the same time. I suddenly feel very guilty about our whole relationship, thinking I've trapped him somehow.

"What do you think is going to happen now?" I anxiously ask, nervously biting my thumb nail, a habit I have developed over the years.

His expression slowly changes and his eyes charge with worry, even though he still tries to smile. I knew what he was doing, trying to reassure me that everything would be fine, that we could overcome the obstacles thrown our way. I knew that because I was trying to convince myself every day.

"As long as no one knows about us, we should be fine. When I turn eighteen and the year is over, we won't have to hide anymore." He tries to sound confident but I understand his doubts.

"Edward, I want you to be honest with me, ok? If this is all too much, we can stop it, at least for a while." I keep my head low, not wanting to see his reaction. Especially if he looks relieved, I know I couldn't stand it and probably break down in front of him.

"It's too bad we don't have much time left because…" He sighs, a shaking breath. "Please, look at me."

Our eyes meet again, this time naked and honest. There's no pretending anymore, just him and me and our impossible story.

"I want you to know that whatever happens, whatever comes in our way, I'll never stop doing one thing. Even if life changes everything for us, I love you deeply and nothing can change that." He speaks lowly, his hands gently holding and caressing mine.

"You say that now but you don't know what's ahead of us." I retort, my eyes blurry with tears. He's such a wonderful person.

"Do you? Look, I need to go baby, but let me ask you something before I do."

"Yes?" I whisper.

"Do you love me? Don't lie to me." His hands release mine a little and I feel cold.

"I do, I love you so much. You know that, Edward."

"Well, what's more important than that? I have to go, I'm sorry."

He slowly stands up, apologizing again for having to leave so soon. I stop his rambling with a kiss, desperately trying to capture his warmth before he leaves. He kisses me back as roughly and I pull away before we get carried away again. His lips are red and stung and I'm proud for getting them that way. He's mine.

After Edward's gone, I start working on my lessons plans for the week, feeling with good reason that I've come to neglect my job since he entered my life. Once I'm satisfied, I even take time to check out the progress of our project. Slightly panicked, I try and work on it for a couple of hours, sending Edward a text to warn him we need to be prepared in case Banner asks about it. I also tell him I love him because I can't get enough of saying it, even on the phone.

Tuesday morning is my favorite time of the week as usual. Even though we've tried to be careful in the last few weeks, it's always a rush to see him during class. Discreetly absorbing every detail of his face, every gleam in his eyes and catching him do the same thing. I notice that he's a little more included than he was before. Boys don't find him as threatening as in the beginning since he hasn't tried to steal any potential girlfriend and girls, well…Girls openly ogle him, stupidly giggling whenever he happens to look their way. I want to scratch their eyes right out.

He goes out of the classroom, a soft "Bye Miss Swan" as a way to acknowledge me without doing it. He's followed by the infamous Stanley-Mallory duo and tries not to look too miserable about it. As soon as they're out, a loud knocking on the door wakes me from my Edward's trance.

"Alice, hey come in!" I'm actually glad to see her since we never seem to run into each other anymore. I guess she's busy with the mysterious Mr. Whitlock.

"Long time, no see, huh Bella?" She smiles weakly.

"Yes, and whose fault is that? How is Jason?"

"Who?" She frowns, confused.

"Rosalie's dad." I whisper, not taking any chances in case someone is eavesdropping.

"Oh, you mean Jasper? He's great, he's great." She replies distractedly. She looks preoccupied, which is unusual for her.

"Look, Bella. There's something I need to tell you but promise me you won't get angry."

"Ok…" I reply, cautious.

"I talked to James because I was worried about you…"

"Worried? Why?" I try my best to keep my voice calm and controlled.

"Well, I never see you anymore and I know I'm partly to blame for that but I could sense there was something else. James seemed preoccupied and finally told me everything."

"About what?" Oh God, my voice is shaking.

"You know about what, Bella." She answers, her face stern. I gulp.

"I don't know what to tell you, Alice."

"James made me swear not to say anything and I won't, I promise." I sigh deeply with relief.

"Thank you."

"But, Bella? Mr. Banner wants to see you in his office."

"Alright, I'll go. It's probably about the project."

"No, you don't understand. He came inside the break room while we were talking and…I think he heard us, Bella."

Deep breaths, everyone! You're going to need them ;). I'm sorry about the lateness of this chapter. Too much to do, and a bad case of writer's block. I thought it was a myth…Let me know what you think, I'd like to hear your theories about the end of this story!