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A/N: Okay, I'm kind of embarrassed about this, but my Fanpires deserve to know. Basically, I was on YouTube and this person who posted a Taylor Swift video said she was going to mark all Twilight comments as spam because she was sick of people commenting about Twilight on her TSwift video. So, of course, that personally offended me, and I went through all of the comments and plussed all the ones with Twilight love on them, and minused all the ones with Twilight hate on them. I feel pretty obsessed, but I am. I couldn't have anyone hating on Twilight. I also mark anti-Twilight bumper stickers on Facebook as offensive, and I spam all of the anti-Twilight comments on YouTube. Okay, sorry for my rant. Enjoy the epilogue!

BPOV

Epilogue…June, one year later

I could barely contain my excitement as I exited the plane, being shoved along by countless other people hurrying to reach their destination. My legs were cramped from the long plane ride, but it was worth it, because I knew soon enough, I would be back home with my friends, my family…and my Edward. Just the thought of seeing him in the terminal was enough for me to pick up my speed and I hurried through the crowded airport to find him.

After the accident, Edward took a while to recover. He was in the hospital for a few weeks, and once he was home there wasn't much he could do. I didn't mind at all. I was happy to just be with him. I learned more about him in those few, intimate weeks than I had any other boy before. We spent all of our time talking, kissing, laughing, touching. It was magical and wonderful.

I was so scared to go to school. I was off to the University of Chicago and Edward was going to Dartmouth. We would be so far away from each other, we'd rarely be able to see each other, and we had to compensate with long phone calls and video chats. It was bittersweet to see his face. On one hand, I was thrilled to see his smile, his emerald eyes. On the other, it was hard being so close, and yet not being able to touch him, or feel his lips on my skin. I was scared that our summer fling would be just that—a summer fling.

But we had managed. Through a series of long weekend trips and late night calls, we managed to tough it out. It was hard, definitely. But we managed. And I couldn't be happier. If I needed anything to prove my love to Edward, and his for me, it was surviving the school year so far apart. And we had done that. Surely if we could be so far away, and still love each other so much, this had to mean something. We were something real. Something for forever, not just for now.

And of course, it wasn't just Edward I had missed. I missed all of my friends. Alice had stayed local in Seattle, and Jasper had gone close by in California—they managed to get together almost every weekend, since it was only a few hours' drive. Rosalie was at Brown and Emmett was up at Bowdoin, in Maine. They rarely saw each other, just like Edward and I, but they managed, just like we did. They had a big blowout at one point, and hadn't talked for a week. But Emmett surprised Rosalie by popping up at her school one day with a bouquet of flowers and a smile. I don't think I've ever heard Rosalie gush so much. Ren and Jacob stayed in Forks to finish off high school, Jake's senior year and Ren's junior.

Of course, we had all managed to visit each other once in a while. Christmas break was the best. For a month, the eight of us were nearly inseparable, and when Jacob and Ren had to go back to school, the six of us never left each other's side. We were desperate to spend as much time together as possible, to have enough memories and laughs and kisses to hold us over until the next time we were all together. Spring break was…awesome. We went up to Jasper's school in California and spent the week on the beach. Edward in a bathing suit…need I say more?

I finally managed to fight my way through the crowd and into the terminal, looking around for the familiar bronze hair or emerald eyes, but, clutching my carry on tightly in my slightly sweaty fist. I hadn't seen him in over a month and I was desperate for some time together. I missed him so much my chest ached for him. I didn't bother getting my bag, knowing I could get it after I gave my boyfriend a hot and heavy make out sessions.

"Bella! Bella!" I whirled around when I heard my name being shouted, but it wasn't the voice I expected to hear. It was Alice. I tried not to feel disappointed. After all, I was excited to see my best friend. I just kind of wanted to see my boyfriend more.

"Alice!" I squealed, dropping my bag and tossing my arms around her, squeezing her tightly. I hadn't seen anyone in over a month, with finals and classes and everything. It was so good to see her familiar pixie face, hear her bubbly laughter and just be with my best friend again. "It's so good to see you!"

"You too! You look slightly tanner," she said, taking a step back, holding both of my hands in hers and admiring my body. I was in just plain shorts and a tank top, since it was already warm out.

"And you look slightly taller," I teased and she laughed.

"Hey don't forget about us!" I turned around to see Rosalie, Emmett trailing behind her, my bags in his hands. Rosalie and I let out simultaneous squeals and tossed our arms around each other, jumping up and down in excitement.

"Rose! I missed you!" I squeaked. Rosalie laughed, and pulled away, beaming.

"You too! Damn it's been way too long," she said, shaking her head. I laughed in agreement before my breath was cut off by a huge, Emmett style bear hug. I wrapped my arms around the big teddy bear and hugged him back, happy to see him.

"Good to see you Emmy Bear," I teased.

"You too Klutz," he replied, laughing and squeezing me tighter before dropping me onto the floor. I nearly fell, managing to catch myself on the top of my bag. Emmett laughed loudly, causing several heads to turn in our direction, and I was sure he did it on purpose. After a few moments of catching up and exciting squealing, I finally let out the question I was dying, and yet dreading to ask.

"Where's Edward?" I asked. Alice bit her lip and exchanged a glance with Rosalie, something that instantly aroused my suspicion.

"Um, he couldn't make it. He's sorry. He had to do something with Jasper," Alice said vaguely. I felt a twinge of disappointment and hurt. Couldn't it have waited? Didn't he want to see me too?

"Oh okay," I said glumly and Alice bit her lip again.

"Come on Bella let's get home. Your parents want to see you too, but they let us have the pleasure of driving you home," Alice said, changing the subject completely. This just made me more suspicious. What were Edward and Jasper doing that I wasn't supposed to know about?

"Alright let's go," I said with mock enthusiasm, but I was sure Alice and Rosalie saw right through me. The whole way to the car, Alice chattered about school and friends she had met there, and how excited she was to have all of us back together soon. I just listened to her babble and smiled, not realizing until just then how much I missed being around Alice. Rosalie added things about her school whenever Alice took breaths, and Emmett mostly rolled his eyes and made a variety of "that's what she said" jokes that were both hilarious and annoying.

I was excited when Emmett finally pulled his jeep into my driveway. I was out of the car almost the instant the car stopped, leaving my friends in the dust as I ran inside to meet my family. We had become a lot closer since the accident—I think it guilted my mom into realizing how little she knew about me, and how little time she spent with me. I could hear Emmett yelling after me about leaving my bags on the sidewalk, but I knew he wouldn't really. The moment I got inside, I was assaulted by the sound of a barking dog.

"Gracie!" I squealed, leaning down to pick my little Parson Terrier off the ground. She thrashed wildly in my arms, still barking madly; tail thwacking back and forth, desperately trying to lick my face. I giggled as I scratched her belly, letting her lick my cheeks and peppering kissed on her soft fur. "My little baby girl," I cooed. "Momma missed you."

Gracie let out another excited bark, and I knew she missed me too.

"Gracie, shush up sweetie before you bark up a lung," Renee's chiding voice came from upstairs. Her face brightened when she saw me standing with the hyperactive dog in my arms. "Bella, sweetie you're home! I didn't expect you home so soon!"

Renee quickly skipped down the stairs, not having the lack of grace and balance I had inherited from Charlie. I placed Gracie gently on her feet and tossed myself into the arms of my mother, smiling brightly. Gracie jumped around our legs, trying to get the attention back to her as Renee and I gushed about missing each other.

"Thanks for leaving us in the dust Bella," Alice huffed as she arrived on the doorstep. Emmett and Rosalie were behind her, Emmett carrying all of my bags in his hands.

"Sorry, I was a little overexcited," I admitted sheepishly. I was the last one to be home, since my finals were a few days later than anyone else's. So they had already gotten their hellos in and I was still working on mine. "Is Dad home?"

"He's right upstairs, let me get him," Renee said excitedly and ran back up the stairs. Gracie had moved from me to Rosalie, and Rosalie had scooped her up in her arms and scratching behind her ears absentmindedly.

"Thanks for taking my bags Emmett," I said gratefully and he smirked, rolling his eyes as he dropped them on the floor.

"No problem. I got a souvenir after all." He reached behind his back and pulled something out of his back pocket. I gasped when I realized it was a pair of my underwear, a pair of lacy boy shorts.

"Emmett!" I shrieked, blushing bright red. He just laughed and flung them at me as I turned approximately the shade of a fire truck.

"Bells, you're home!" I quickly stuffed the underwear in my fist and stuck it behind my back, hiding it from my parents who were lumbering down the stairs.

"Hey Dad!" I said enthusiastically, trying to will my face to turn back to normal color. Charlie came over and hugged me and I hugged him back, casually tossing the panties behind me. Alice caught them and shoved them in her purse, giggling the whole time.

"It's great to see you back," Charlie said, pulling away.

"Thanks. It's good to be back." We stood awkwardly for a moment, since my father was never one for affection.

"How was school?" Mom asked.

"Great. I think I did good on all of my exams," I said truthfully. I had been pretty stressed out about my first set of finals, but they weren't as bad as I expected.

"Charlie, Renee, do you mind if we steal Bella away for a while? We'd like to take her out to celebrate her finally getting home," Alice asked politely.

"Sure thing sweetie," Renee answered, smiling affectionately at Alice. Alice squealed out a "Thank you!" and instantly pulled me from the room, dragging me back to the car, Emmett and Rosalie laughing as they followed behind us.

"Where are we going?" I asked curiously, feeling excited. It was too good that I was finally going to be able to hang out with my friends again.

"Dinner. Come on, you'll love it! Ren and Jacob are coming! And Jasper too," Alice squeaked excitedly as Emmett pulled out of my driveway and onto the road.

"What about Edward?" I asked, disappointment clear in my voice. Alice bit her lip, giving Rosalie a look I didn't understand.

"Um, he already has plans tonight and he can't break them. He's really sorry," Rosalie answered after a moment.

"Oh." I pouted, feeling sad and a bit angry. He couldn't even be around to see me my first day back? I pulled out my cell phone and dialed his number, hoping he'd pick up.

"Hello?" he answered on the second ring.

"Hey," I said, instantly softening at the sound of his voice.

"Bella!" he said, and he sounded enthusiastic, but there was something else there, something I didn't quite understand. "How are you, love?"

"I'm home," I answered. "Can't you come see me?" My voice sounded weak and needy and I hated it. But I needed him. I needed Edward.

"I'm sorry, love." His voice was apologetic but there was an undertone of…was it nervousness? "I can't. I'd love to, but I've made other plans a while ago and I can't put it off. I'm sorry." He sounded sorry, but there was still that nervousness that I didn't understand. It made me suspicious.

"It's alright," I answered with a sigh. "Will I see you tomorrow?"

"Yes, definitely," Edward answered instantly, but the nervousness was much more pronounced in his voice when he spoke this. It made my stomach drop.

"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow then." My voice was almost awkward. I had never really felt awkward with Edward before in my life. It scared me.

"Sure thing. I love you." His voice was sincere—I couldn't doubt that he meant it.

"Love you too. Bye."

"Bye." We both hung up and I turned back to my friends, my face slipping back into a pout.

"Come on Bella, cheer up! We'll have fun!" Alice chirped, trying to cheer me up. I gave her a weak smile. I missed Edward. Of course I was ecstatic to see my friends again, but I missed him so much it hurt. It hurt my chest, like there was a piece of my heart missing. Alice seemed to sense my funk and let me wallow for the few minutes it took to get to the restaurant. But the moment we were there, she was bouncing and bubbling away.

"Let's go Bella, we made reservations! The food is great and Ren and Jake have been dying to see you!" she squeaked and led me inside. It was impossible not to pick up on Alice's cheerfulness, and I found myself smiling as we made our way to the table. Jasper, Jake and Ren were all sitting down, chatting. They looked up when we made it and all of them stood up.

"Bella, it's great to see you again," Jasper said, pulling me into his arms for a quick hug.

"You too Jasper," I answered, kissing his cheek. He let me go, instantly pulling Alice into his arms and kissing her neck. I looked away jealously, only to be scooped into a giant bear hug.

"Hey Bells!"

"Hey Jake," I answered breathlessly since he was squeezing the air out of my lungs. He let me down on my feet and grinned at me. I swear he had gotten even taller.

"Jeez Jake what've you been eating? You're huge!" I noted. I only came up to his chest.

"I've been taking growth hormones," he teased and I laughed.

"What no hug for me?" Ren asked, holding her arms out. I giggled and instantly scooped her up, lifting her off of her feet a bit as I squeezed her. She laughed and squealed, pushing her way out of my grasp. "It's good to see you too!"

"I missed you all," I said excitedly. We all sat down to eat, catching up on the past few weeks. Jake and Ren told us all about the high school, and how the families' feuds seemed to have ended, and everyone was invited to all of the parties, just like it should be. Alice talked about how she had met some famous designer who was looking into her designs to sell at his boutiques. It was exciting to catch up with everyone. I even felt myself gushing about how I had started my first novel.

Dinner ended too soon for my taste, and I was dropped off at home by Emmett. I waved goodbye to everyone and made my way inside, feeling tired. Gracie came yapping up to me the moment I entered, so I scooped her into my arms to sleep in my bed tonight. Charlie was sitting on the couch, looking grumpy, and barely noticed my entrance.

"What?" he said after I had greeted him. "Oh, hey Bells."

"What's up? You seem…a little angry," I noted cautiously. Charlie grumbled something.

"You'll find out later I suppose," he sighed. "But I don't want to tell you. Night Bells."

"Night," I answered, wondering what on Earth he could be talking about. I went upstairs and climbed into bed. I tried to call Edward, but he didn't answer. I let Gracie curl up next to me, gratefully letting sleep overcome me.

The next morning I woke up late, still tired from a series of nightmares, all of them featuring Edward breaking up with me in some shape or form. It hurt every time. It seemed my subconscious was trying to tell me what my waking mind couldn't comprehend.

Edward was going to break up with me.

It seemed like the only logical explanation. He didn't come pick me up, he didn't come out to dinner, he sounded nervous when I talked to him on the phone and he didn't answer when I called again. What else could it be? He was worried about breaking up with me. I felt tears sting my eyes and I pushed them away.

I can't be sad, I told myself firmly. I had a wonderful year with him. It's more than I could've asked for. It was wonderful and magical and it'll always be the best time of my life. I just couldn't understand how he said he loved me if he really didn't. If he was going to break my heart.

"Bella! Time to get ready!" I shot up to see Alice standing in front of me, a giant boutique bag in her hands. She tossed it on the floor and literally yanked me out of bed as Rosalie followed along behind her, chuckling at Alice's wild antics.

"Take a shower," Rosalie commanded.

"Why?" I asked, pouting again. I wanted to wallow in my self-misery if they didn't mind.

"Because, my parents are throwing a party tonight and you need to get ready," Alice said simply. "Shower so we can do your hair and make-up. I already brought you a dress."

"Do I have to? I'm not really in the mood to party tonight," I sighed, thinking again of my impending just-been-dumped status.

"Just do it Bella," Rosalie said, rolling her eyes. "You'll be happy by the time the nights over."

"Only because it's over," I grumbled, making my way into the bathroom. I took a long, hot shower, only letting a few tears escape, not wanting to have red, puffy eyes to explain to Rosalie and Alice. I got out of the shower and dried myself off carefully, pulling on underwear, a bra and a big t-shirt. I made my way back outside and Alice shoved me in front of my vanity, turning me to face her. She began pulling my hair into curlers, tongue between her teeth in concentration. I just let her do what she wanted, knowing the less I complained, the shorter it would take.

"There," Alice said, clipping the last curler into place. "Put the dress on, but don't look in the mirror, and then come back out here so Rose can do your make-up," Alice instructed. I did as she said, pulling on the peach colored puffy dress and walking back into the room, being careful not to look at myself. I sat back down and Rosalie began attacking my face with make-up. Alice was pulling the curlers out and spraying hairspray. It seemed like forever when they finally announced they were done.

"Keep your eyes closed," Rosalie instructed in a whisper. They spun my chair around as I obediently kept my eyes closed. They helped me stand up, each of them holding an arm.

"Okay," Alice whispered, her voice bubbling with excitement. "Open."

What I saw amazed me.

I looked beautiful. No, I looked much more than beautiful. I looked positively gorgeous. The dress was amazing. It was a lovely peach color; the neckline was an intricate design of silver beading that showed off a generous amount of cleavage. The sleeves were just wispy pieces of fabric connected the back of the dress to the front, also engraved with silver beading. The top part of the dress was tight with criss-crossing pieces of fabric that looked wonderful, until it hit my waist and flared out in a princess type skirt, with pieces of beading scattered. I spun around to examine the back, and it tied down from just under my chest to my waist with a piece of peach string, tied at the bottom in a bow. It was simply…perfect. (Picture on profile. Check it out, this dress is impossible to describe. Plus it made me want to keep Edward alive!)

My hair and make-up were done to perfect as well. My hair fell down in loose banana curls and Alice had clipped some pieces back with a thick, silver broach like clip. My make-up was all warm browns and subtle pinks, only enhancing. The browns brought out my eyes and the dress made the pinks more pronounced, making my face look beautiful. I was speechless as I examined myself in the mirror.

"I love you guys," I gushed once I had found my words again. "It's perfect. I look…"

"Amazing?" Alice suggested.

"Sexy?" Rosalie added.

"Great," I finished lamely. "Thank you!" I hugged them both, before realizing something and jumping back with a gasp. "What about you guys? You're not ready!"

"Don't worry, we can get ready quick," Alice promised. "Just go and we'll meet you there. Plus, your chariot awaits." Alice gestured out of the window and I ran to it, loving the swishing off my dress. Outside, parked just in front of my house, was a horse drawn carriage.

"Oh my God!" I shrieked, running downstairs at top speed, thankfully not breaking my neck. I ran straight to the carriage, admiring it. It was white with golden designs, and the horses were both huge and white. A man was sitting just behind the horses, their reins in his hands, dressed in a suit. He climbed down and held out his arm for me, opening the door to the carriage and helping me in. I felt giddy. I could hear the driver give a light command to the horses and we began trotting away.

I turned and stuck myself halfway out of the window and waved. Rosalie and Alice were waiting just by my door, waving back, both of them with awe in their eyes. I felt like a princess waving to her subjects. I pulled myself back in after a moment—the ride was pretty bumpy and I didn't want to fall out—and I realized how many people were watching. There were children chasing along after us, yelling about the horsies and princesses. There were adults hanging out of their doors, jaws dropped and eyes wide, everyone trying to figure out who was inside. I kept hidden, only occasionally peeking outside to see where we were going.

The cart finally stopped when we reached a huge hall that I recognized. It was the same hall my parents had thrown their ball in last year. The same place I had met Edward. I nearly teared up, but I knew I would ruin my make-up. I didn't know whether I should climb out or not, but my question was answered when the door was opened for me. The driver stood outside, arm held out. I took it and he helped me down. I noticed a large amount of people were gathered, some even with cameras. It wasn't everyday you saw a horse-drawn carriage carrying a girl in a ball gown down the streets of Washington.

"Thank you," I told the driver, and he tipped his hat to me. I gently patted one of the horses—they were huge!—and made my way over to the building.

There was a large sign on the door with a simple arrow pointing upwards. I opened the door and saw the entire stairwell was covered with red rose petals. I could barely see the floors it was so covered. I held onto the railing as I climbed the flight of stairs, being careful and looking upwards, trying to see what was in store for me. The huge metal door was shut when I reached the top, so I gently pushed it open.

The room was decorated lavishly, almost exactly the way it was for my parents' party. There was a band playing classical music in one of the corners and tables set up all around, along with a huge dance floor in the middle. The rose petals continued, clearly laying out the path I was supposed to go on. The room was dimly lit, the lights having been turned down, and it was dark outside. The petals lead to the balcony. I slid the door open and stepped outside.

"You look absolutely exquisite Bella." I lit up at the sound of his voice and half ran to him. He was leaning against the edge of the balcony, a crooked smile on his lips and a suit on his body. He looked unbelievably sexy in his black suit, with a tie that matched my dress (Alice's work I was sure.) I tossed myself into his arms, inhaling his scent and burying my face in his neck. I placed kisses on his neck and jaw where I could, not wanting to move my arms away from him. I pulled away after a moment, just staring into his face.

"You look pretty dashing yourself," I murmured, and he grinned, leaning forward to press his lips to mine. I instantly melted into his mouth, my tongue sliding out to meet his and my fingers twining in his hair. I was breathless when I pulled away.

"You did all this?" I asked, gesturing to the ballroom behind us. He nodded sheepishly.

"I wanted tonight to be special. How was the carriage?"

"It was amazing! People were staring everywhere! I felt like a princess," I admitted with a giggle.

"You are a princess," Edward said, pulling me into his arms. "My princess." I swooned. I felt like one of those girls you see in the movies who faint with their hands pressed to their foreheads whenever the hot boy walks by.

"I love you," I whispered, pressing my lips against his again.

"I love you too," he whispered back. When he pulled away, he sighed, wrapping his arm around my waist and tilting his head to look up. I looked up with him, noticing the stars in the sky were clearer than I'd ever seen them.

"Bella, can I have this dance?" Edward asked, and I realized the band had struck up another number and were standing just outside of the balcony. I giggled and nodded. I took a step back and Edward walked to me. He had a slight limp in his step from the injury in his leg, but other than that, he was perfect. He gathered me in his arms and we began to twirl to the music, his injury not even affecting his flawless dancing. When I wasn't looking at his face, I was looking at the stars, twirling, whirling, mixing like millions of tiny diamonds, twinkling, winking down at me.

"This is perfect Edward," I murmured, resting my head against his chest. "All of it."

"I'm glad," Edward said, pressing his lips to my head. I looked up again, stalling my motions.

"You know, I was kind of worried when you didn't show up to pick me up yesterday," I whispered, softly, almost silently. "And then you didn't come out with us that night. I just…I don't know. I felt so…alone I guess. I was waiting for you to come, but you never did." I felt almost shameful admitting my weaknesses, but Edward seemed understanding, and I felt like he had to know. Edward sighed guiltily, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"There is a reason I couldn't pick you up yesterday Bella, or be with you last night." Edward sighed and pulled his arms away, and for a moment, I thought he was going to break up with me. My insecurities came rushing forward in an instant and tears stung my eyes. How could he do all of this just to dump me? But then Edward lowered himself onto one knee and my tears froze.

"There's not much I'm sure of in this world Bella. I know that life can be over as quickly as it began, and the accident last summer proved that. I know that the sun will rise in the morning, and set in the evening, and I know the stars will always be there, shining, even when I can't see them. And I know I love you Bella. I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to spend my forever with you, I want to have our once upon a time and our happily ever after. I want us to have our love story, Bella." His voice was soft and warm and nervous and loving all at once. Tears were stinging my eyes again, but for a completely different reason. "Marry me Bella?" he asked simply, pulling out a velvet box with a simple, old-fashioned ring inside.

"Yes," I squeaked, unable to say anything else. Edward pulled the ring from the box and slid it onto my finger. It was a perfect fit.

"What about Renee? Charlie?"

"I already talked to your dad. Last night. That's why I couldn't come out. I asked Alice to get you out of the house so I could ask your parents," Edward explained in a breathless and excited voice. That explains why he was so grumpy, I thought with a giggle. "Everything is basically taken care of. Alice wants to take over the plans. All you need to do is pick out a white dress and everything is all set." I giggled again and tossed myself into his arms.

"I love you," I whispered, kissing him everywhere I could reach. "I love you. I love you. I love you."

Edward laughed breathlessly and began to twirl me in his arms again, spinning me and whirling me until the sky was just blurs, and the untouchable diamond stars were close enough to kiss.

~Marry me Juliet you'll never have to be alone~

~I love you and that's all I really know~

~I talked to your dad go pick out a white dress~

~It's a love story baby just say yes~

A/N: Okay, yes the song was "Love Story" by Taylor Swift. How did you guys like the epilogue? And a few of my stories are nominated down at the Twilight awards, so vote for them please! Also!!! I am looking for a beta for a new story I'm working on. It's third person POV which is different for me, so I'd like some help from a beta. Anyone interested, please contact me! REVIEW!!!