Disclaimer: I own nothing. Drat!

So, I got the idea from the movie 'The Lake House'. Somebody asked me and I wanted to make everything clear. I watched the movie last year and I liked it very much. I thought about creating a story like that with my favorite characters. I don't own the movie, nor the characters and sorry if there were misunderstandings.

Thanks to my super beta, Sunray16.

*Change of plans*

EPOV

I woke up, very happy and excited. One, it was Saturday, and two, I was deeply in love with her. How can someone fall in love with someone they haven't even seen before? But she was everything a man could ask for. She was the perfect girl for me. And knowing she was going to meet my future self in a couple of days made me anxious. What if she didn't feel the same way about me?

Maybe she did see me as her friend. Maybe she didn't want something more…but maybe she did.

I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, and wrapped a towel around my waist, still grinning like an idiot. When I put on some jeans and a green shirt, I made some breakfast. I faintly heard someone ringing the doorbell.

I left my food on the table and opened the front door. "Hey. What's with the stupid smile?" Rosalie asked as she walked past me and into the apartment. I rolled my eyes.

"What are you doing here?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Hello to you too, Sunshine. I'm glad to hear you're happy to see me," she replied sarcastically, jumping on the couch.

"Hey, Rosalie. So, why are you here?"

She sighed. "Emmett's working. I took the day off. I didn't know what to do, so I came here. You can summarize everything in a single word – boredom," she shrugged.

"Oh, and I thought you were here because you wanted to see me," I feigned a pout and she rolled her eyes. "You really hurt my feelings, Rose."

"You'll live. Now, what do you have for breakfast?" she seemed to be more excited all of a sudden. I chuckled and told her to open the fridge herself.

We ate in silence and then I stayed to wash the dishes. She called Emmett later and told me he was going to be here in one hour, maybe even two. We agreed to watch a movie or something to pass the time.

My thoughts were mostly concentrated on Bella, but Rose often interrupted them and I got slightly annoyed. I felt like a teenager again, in love and losing control over my mind and body. I dreamt of Bella. Last night, I dreamt that we were alone in my living room, seeing each other for the first time. It seemed so real that it hurt to wake up.

"Edward? Edward!" Rosalie yelled and I jumped, startled.

"Don't ever do that again," I hissed and she laughed.

"Well, excuse me, but I wasn't the one having wet dreams over there. You looked like a lost puppy and if Emmett had found you like that, he wouldn't have let you leave it down for long."

I huffed, frowning.

"So, tell me. Who's the lucky one?" she wiggled her eyebrows. "Or should I say, the unlucky one," she giggled and I threw her a dirty look.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I mumbled, but of course, she wasn't fooled.

"Please, Edward, I'm sure there is someone. Plus, your eyes are sparkling. I know what that means. I'm not stupid. So spill," her eyes narrowed as she looked at me and I sighed. She was worse than my mom.

"Do you remember Bella?" I said and her eyes widened as she realized it.

"Oh, God. You're in love with Bella, the future girl? But you don't even know her. You've seen her pictures only and now..." she stopped and shook her head shocked. "What are you going to do, Edward?" she seemed genuinely concerned and I ran my fingers through my hair, sighing.

"I don't know, Rose. I'm...afraid I'm never going to see her, that I won't be able to talk to her in person and that she'll just disappear one of these days. I don't know what to think or to do." I frowned as she patted me on the shoulder reassuringly.

I couldn't believe I just told Rose. I knew she was trustworthy, and I found it kind of odd, but I knew that she was the only one trying to help me out. If I had tried to tell Emmett, he would have said that I was whipped or something along those lines. He could be serious, but he usually found the humorous parts in the story.

In the past days since I'd met her, I thought of Rose as my sister. She was a very strong person, probably the strongest I'd ever met before, but she was vulnerable too. And I knew she loved Emmett very much.

"Can I...um, help you?" she asked hesitantly, crossing her arms over her chest.

"You don't have anything to do, Rose. There's nothing to do. I have to wait…two years. I have to wait two years to see her. I'll come back and see if she's still here. But you know what? I'm hopeful, because I forgot to tell you something very important." A smug smile spread across my face and she raised one of her eyebrows.

"What?"

"I gave her my phone number. She called me and I answered."

I was about to continue, but she interrupted me. "You answered? So you talked to her? Really, Edward? And I thought it was a lost cause. Why are you worrying so much now? She definitely knows where you are and that means she's going to see you soon. I don't get it. Why are you moping about it?" she threw her hands into air and I sighed in frustration.

"Yeah, ok, I know. I'm being stupid right now, but can I finish please?" I frowned. "I answered, but I seemed to be in a great hurry because before Bella knew it, I had already hung up. So I didn't know she was the one calling me."

Rose sighed, frustrated. "Oh, God, what a disappointment! I thought that your future self would have known that Bella exists somewhere and that he would have expected her to call. Instead, you acted like an idiot and hung up on her. That's just bloody fantastic," she exclaimed.

She was right – again. Sometimes it scared the crap out of me how right she could be.

"I didn't know, ok? It wasn't my fault and it wasn't hers. We were both just unlucky," I protested as she glared at me.

Her eyes wandered through the room and then focused on Bella's pictures. She grabbed one of them and her face broke into a smile. "Ok, I'll give you that. She's very pretty," she winked at me and I nodded, agreeing with her. She wasn't just pretty. She was gorgeous.

We were startled by a click sound and my eyes lit up as I opened the drawer. I heard Rose mumble 'whatever' under her breath.

Hi, what are you doing?

Rose came over because she was bored and we are both waiting for Emmett to come, too. What are you doing?

With Alice and Jasper, discussing wedding plans. She's practically torturing me and I think I'm losing my mind over here.

And you thought it was a good idea to talk to me, to calm yourself down.

I chuckled and Rose rolled her eyes, reading the notes over my shoulder. "Haughty much?" she mumbled.

"None of your business." I shrugged.

Yep, something like that. You're my medicine.

I was beaming right now.

"Look, Edward. You seem to be pretty whipped right now. Let me talk to her, while you take a few deep breaths and relax." Rose said, as she took the note out of my hand. I glared at her, but she wasn't having any of it.

I decided against arguing with her, not wanting to get on Rose's bad side.

Hi, Bella. My name is Rosalie. Edward told me so many things about you and I'm sure he has already told you everything about me – I want to think they are good things.

I pouted. This wasn't fair. I wanted to talk to her. I might look selfish, but I... missed her.

"Oh, please, stop acting like a spoiled, little boy."

Happy to meet you, Rosalie. And yes, Edward told me only good things about you, don't worry.

She smiled at me gratefully. "You're useful at something, it seems."

I chuckled, rolling my eyes.

I read something about a wedding. I assume is Alice's? - R.

Yes. Her wedding is going to be in four months and I'm her bridesmaid. She's forcing me into wearing high heels. I'm only afraid of falling down on my face while walking down the aisle. I'm sure that would be a 'pretty' memory to remember a couple of years from now.

"I'd die to see her face right now," I laughed.

I think I already like you both. And tell Alice and Jasper congratulations on their wedding.

The doorbell rang and I knew it was Emmett. I opened the door while Rose stayed there to talk to her new 'friends' some more.

"Hey, Ed. Glad to see you," his booming voice echoed through the apartment and we both shook hands.

"It's Edward, Emmett, ok?" I hissed. He laughed and mumbled 'sure, sure' under his breath.

"So, where's Rosie?" his eyes sparkled as he asked and I pointed toward the living room. He literally skipped there and I followed him.

He scooped her up in his arms and kissed her deeply while she giggled and locked her hands in his hair. I grimaced, feeling sick already, and decided to distract myself.

"Guys, please. You're too sweet for my liking."

Emmett came and Rose can't talk right now if you know what I mean. But if you want me to send her a message, I'll tell her.

Oh, well then, let them enjoy themselves. I grimaced again. That wasn't such a good idea. It was my apartment after all, well ours.

"God, I missed you babe," Emmett sighed, hugging Rose to his chest. Then he turned to me and winked. "Talking to Bella, Edward? So how are things going?" he asked.

Much to my surprise and his, Rose answered "Very good actually. Bella seems like a nice person, and from what I've heard – or read – Alice is too. Edward, I have to admit it, you really do know how to pick your roommates."

Like I picked her. She picked me. Or maybe... the apartment picked us.

"Can I talk to her?" Emmett asked excitedly and I frowned.

"Of course. Edward wouldn't mind, would you?" Rose raised her eyebrow defiantly and I sighed, defeated.

Bella? Are you there? It's me, Emmett, Edward's best friend slash brother. I know you know me, but I wanted to talk to you myself.

Hi, Emmett, Edward's best friend slash brother. It's nice to finally talk to the both of you.

Hi, Emmett. Hi, Rose. I'm Alice and sitting between me and Bella is Jasper. Edward, you should see Bella right now. She's as red as a tomato and trying to get the paper out of my hands. Well, I wanted to tell you that the three of you are invited to my wedding. You have to wait only two years, but we'll wait for you.

"That's very thoughtful of her," Rose nodded.

"What? Do I see a sensitive side to Rosalie Hale?" I chuckled and she punched me in the chest. Hard. I yelped and she smiled smugly. Ok, so I did get on her bad side, but not as often as Emmett.

Thanks, Alice. I want to go, of course, and Emmett too. I'm not going to ask Edward because his answer will be yes, as long as he gets to see Bella. See you in two years then. – R.

Yay. Told Jazzy you were going to say yes, but he didn't believe me. He's so skeptical sometimes. – A.

What do you expect? Men... – R.

"Hey." Emmett and I both said at the same moment. Rose smiled at us innocently.

"I was talking to Bella first, if I recall," I interjected.

Emmett slapped me on the back and smirked. "You're smitten, dude."

Hmm, exactly what I thought he would say.

My phone rang in that moment and I stood up, grabbing it "Hello?"

"Edward? It's me, Carlisle," he said and I smiled. I hadn't spoken to them for nearly a month and I missed them. But his voice sounded... off. Something was wrong.

"Hi, dad. What happened? Is everything ok?" I frowned, concerned.

"Son, I'm afraid not," he sighed sadly, prolonging the suspense. I was getting nervous by second. "It's your mom, Edward. She's sick. She blacked out last week, and I thought she was just very tired. I told her to make an appointment a couple of days later, but she told me she was okay. I was able to convince her and now...I don't know what to do."

I stiffened. He was devastated and a rippling pain passed through my veins. This couldn't be happening. "Where is she?" I asked, my voice being strained.

"What happened?" I heard Rose whisper, but I couldn't answer her. My mouth seemed to be dry and unable to form a single word.

"She's sleeping right now. She doesn't know I called you because she told me not to, but you need to know, Edward. You're her only son and she needs you," he said softly, his voice was trembling.

I ran my fingers through my hair, closing my eyes. "But... is there... she's going to be fine, right?" I whispered.

Carlisle remained silent for a couple of seconds and I took a shaky breath. I'd already assumed what was he thinking and he was a doctor. But that... that was impossible. No, it couldn't happen. It was surreal. "I hope so." he sighed.

I clenched my teeth.

"I'll be there as soon as I can. Don't tell mom, please. I want to surprise her." I said determinedly. We both hung up and I turned around to face Emmett and Rose. They were both confused and worried. Whatever was written on my face startled them. I felt like a wreck.

"Edward?" Rose asked hesitantly and I blinked furiously.

"It was Carlisle, wasn't it? Something is wrong in London, right?" Emmett frowned sadly, as he waited for me to say no. Unfortunately, I had to nod, because he was right.

"It's Esme," I croaked out. "She...she's sick."

Emmett's face fell and Rose surprised me by wrapping her arms around my shoulders and whispering in my ear reassuringly. "Everything is going to be ok, Edward. I know it."

I nodded and we both pulled apart. Emmett patted me on the back, giving me a manly hug in an effort to comfort me. I was happy to have them because they were really the only real friends I had.

I had only one thing to do now. And that was to say goodbye.

Bella, something unexpected happened a couple of minutes ago. I guess we now know why I wasn't here when you moved in. I have to go back to London. I'm sorry, I don't want to leave now that I finally know what it is to be in love. But my mom needs me and I want to be there for her. I'll see you in two years, Bella. I promise.

I'm dying to see Eclipse right now. I couldn't see it this weekend, because I was out of town, and now I can't wait. I have to wait until Wednesday to watch it though *pouts*. I don't want spoilers, because I will have to kill you then. Hmm, that sounded kind of dramatic jaja.

Well, review and let me know what you think. :)