A/N: Okay, this is NOT going to be the last chapter. There is going to be one after this, and you'll see why. The sequel won't come out for a while though. Sorry. I don't like Twilight as much as I used to. But, I'm really sorry I haven't updated. :3 Like, sorry x100000. And I'm making this uber long! AND I'm team Jacob now! Here it goes!

BPOV

I smiled as I straightened the last piece of hair on my head. I hummed a tune of a love song as I unplugged the straightener. Because tonight will be the night that he will fall for me for the first time, he better not change his mind, because I won't live to see another day, I swear it's true. I sang aloud, changing the lyrics a bit. Memories from our last date floated through my head as I put away the straightener. I danced into my room I shared with Lauren, jumping and landing on the bed. As excited as I was, I was nervous. A bunch of what if? questions drifted through my head.

What if he chooses Lauren? I snorted. "Like that'll happen."

What if the ring is ugly? I rolled my eyes at my ignorance. "Who cares?" I mumbled to myself.

What if he thinks I'm ugly? "I look fine." I reassured myself.

I stood up from the bed, smoothing the covers. The dress I had picked was hanging in the closet. It was long and daffodil-yellow. I opened the closet door, and gazed at the dress. It was perfect. I fingered the fabric as I pictured the ring on my finger. The vision was shattered as Lauren waltzed into the room wearing hardly anything, carrying sixteen bags full of clothing.

I laughed, and pointed to the bags. "Is Abercrombie and Fitch going out of business or something?"

She laughed. "Well Bella, some of us in this world have money. And we like to spend it! Get it? Got it? Good!" She put the bags down on her bed, and walked out of the room.

"People like you are the reason why we have middle fingers!" I hollered as I stuck mine up.

I checked the clock for the millionth time.

Fifteen minutes, and I could start heading toward the studio.

Fifteen minutes, and I would know my fate.

Fifteen minutes, and I would (hopefully!) be engaged.

Fifteen minutes, and I would know if I had wasted my time on this show or not.

I sighed, and ran my hands through my hair. A trait I had picked up from Edward. Oh god, I hope he picked me. I took my dress off of the hanger and brought it into the bathroom. I stripped of my other clothes, and pulled the silky fabric over my head. I looked at myself in the full length mirror that was hanging on the door. If only Renee could see me now.

-Flashback-

I smiled as I dialed the familiar number for home. When nobody answered, I simply just tried Renee's cell. After nobody had answered any of their phones, I called Charlie.

"Hey Dad, um is Mom okay?" I asked twirling a strand of my frizzy hair.

He sighed. "She's worse, Bells. They found a tumor in her brain."

My heart nearly stopped. "Is she okay? I mean aside from the tumor and everything? Is she going to survive? Daddy I'm scared!" I sounded like a little girl, but I didn't care.

"They're saying she has a year to live, and she has to be under constant supervision at the hospital." He said.

The tears started to pour down my face. "Daddy." I whimpered.

-End of flashback-

Tears were almost in my eyes. Lauren knocked on the bathroom door.

"Yeah?" I asked. My voice cracked.

"Um, can I like, use the bathroom?" She whined.

"I don't know, can you?"

"Let me in, you butt cheek."

"Great comeback." I unlocked the door and stepped out.

I walked back into my room, thinking about Edward. "He's like an Indian Summer, in the, middle of winter, like a hard candy with a, sur-prise center, How can I, get better, if I have, the, best?" I sang out loud, my favorite Katy Perry song.

Lauren walked into the room, my jaw dropped. She had a floor length, chocolate brown dress on. Compared to her, I was a stinky hobo on the streets of New York City living in a refrigerator box, snacking on moldy bread and expired Orange Juice, and she was a supermodel.
"Uh, nice..um..Dress." I said, looking at my toenails that I had oh so carefully painted the night before, a light pink.

"Nice face." She sneered, sitting on her bed.

"You know what Lauren?" I asked looking up at her.

"What?" she asked, rifling through her Abercrombie and Fitch bags.

"Can we at least try to get along? I mean, were the only two girls left in this whole, well, competiton." I said, peering at her through a curtain of ridiculously straight hair.

"Yeah I guess." She shrugged, sending her curly blonde hair onto her chest.

"Lauren?" I asked, pushing my hair out of my eyes.

"Hmm." She grunted, pulling on her stilettos.

"I think I love him." I said softly.

"Me too. Well, I definitely do love him. No, thinking, no ifs, ands, or buts. I love him unconditionally." She said, looking into my eyes.

I wish I thought that way. My gaze shifted to the clock above my bed. Twelve Minutes. Twelve minutes, and I'd know everything. I couldn't wait. Seriously, if I was wearing a diaper, I'd be pooping my pants.

I was so nervous. I picked up my phone from my nightstand. I pressed speed dial number 4. Edward.

The phone rang. And rang. And rang. I thought I'd hang up, but then I heard that angel like voice.

"Hello?"

I cleared my throat. "Edward? Uhm, yeah, its uh, Bella."

He sighed. "Listen, Bella I have to go, I'll see you soon, okay?"

"Edward, wait, I have to tell you something." I said, swallowing my fear

"Bella, I really have to go.I'll see you in like, five minutes, okay? Bye."

"Edward, its really important." I persisted.

"Can it wait? The limo's waiting."

"I love you." I blurted out. I took a deep breath. " I know I sound like a hormonal teenage girl right now, but I really do love you. And all of those dates? I didn't cry because they were over, but I smiled because they happened. I really do love you. And I just wanted to let you know that before you choose me, or Lauren. And just please, before you choose, please think back to those amazing dates that we had. We have so much chemistry, Edward. You made me bungee jump." I paused. "And if you don't pick me, then I'll have almost peed my pants for nothing." I laughed nervously. "Please tell me you feel the same way."

"Bella, I- um. I got to go, okay?" He said. I wonder if he was embarrassed.

"Did any of that mean anything to you?" I asked, close to tears.

"It did, Bella, it really did. "I-"

The line went dead.

I flipped my phone closed. This was bull crap.

EPOV

I was just about to step out of the door when my phone rang. It was a lullaby I had written for her, and then recorded it on my phone.

"Hello?" I asked, already knowing it was Bella.

"Edward? Uhm, yeah, its uh, Bella." My sweet, angel, Bella.

I sighed. "Listen, Bella I have to go, I'll see you soon, okay?"

"Edward, wait, I have to tell you something."She said. She sounded upset. I hated it when she was upset.

"Bella, I really have to go. I'll see you in like, five minutes, okay?" I really thought it was something that could wait, but it really couldn't.

"Edward, its really important. "she persisted.

"Can it wait? The limo's waiting." I sounded like a diva. But what came next, made my heart pound.

"I love you." She blurted. She took a deep breath. " I know I sound like a hormonal teenage girl right now, but I really do love you. All of those dates? I didn't cry because it was over, but I smiled because they happened. I really love you. And I just wanted to let you know that before you choose me, or Lauren. And before you choose, please think back to those amazing dates that we had. You made me bungee jump." I paused. "And if you don't pick me, then I'll have almost peed my pants for nothing." I laughed nervously.

"Bella, I- um. I got to go, okay?" I was at a loss for words. Of course, I loved her too, but-

"Did any of that mean anything to you?" She asked, interrupting me.

"It did, Bella, it really did." I said honestly. "I –"

"Edward, LETS GO!" A production crew manager said, his voice obviously stating I was late.

I hung up.

"Love you too." I finished.

BPOV

I looked at the clock. It was time to go.

I swallowed my pride, and walked out of the door.

After that, hes defenitly going to choose Lauren. I'm an emotional mess. He probably hates me. He probably feels bad for me that my mom is inches away from death. He doesn't care. I thought, stepping into the limo.

Just be polite, and don't be rude. Act like you love him, which you do.

The limo ride seemed to last forever, but finally I reached the gazebo where he would (hopefully!) propose to me.

The car door opened, and I stepped out, butterflies in my stomach.

"Thanks." I murmured to the producer, who had opened the door for me.

I walked down the path to the gazebo, looking at my feet the whole time, trying my hardest not to trip in 3 inch heels.

I finally reached the gazebo.

Edward took my hand in is.

"Bella." He said, looking into my eyes.

"Edward." I said, looking at my feet.

He took a deep breath. "Bella, your clumsy, funny, witty, beautiful, amazing, caring, nice, and I would hate to let you go."

I smiled, butterflies still in my stomach.

"But I have to." He said, looking at his feet.

My heart dropped. "But, but, but, but." I stuttered like an idiot.

"I'm sorry." He said.

I looked up at him, tears sliding down my face. "Bye Edward." I said, looking up at him for the last time.

My hand slid out of his, and I slowly walked up the path from the gazebo.

I reached the limo, slid in, and started to sob. I reached into my purse, and pulled out my phone.

I dialed Alice's familiar number.

She picked up on the first ring.

"A-Alice?" I sobbed, clutching the phone.

"That bastard! He picked Lauren, didn't he?"

I nodded. Then I realized she couldn't see me. "Y-yeah. He did." I gasped for breath.

"I thought he would pick me." I swallowed. "I really did. I love him, Alice."

"Well, you gotta be careful with love Bella." She sighed. "I gotta go. Carlisle's calling me. I'll talk to you soon, okay?"

Before I could reply, the line went dead.

Great.

My phone rang.

It was Lauren.

What could she possibly want? She had Edward, she had her perfect little engagement ring, with Edward probably slipping it onto her slim little ring finger on her stupid left hand. She had her stupid money, and her stupid Abercrombie and Fitch bags.

"What, Lauren? What could you possibly want? Edward already picked you, so what? Are you calling me to rub it in my face that I just wasted 2 weeks here, making friends and enemies for no reason at all?"

"No, Bella. I have to tell you something. You know, with us being…nice…and all."She said, struggling on the word nice.

"Whatever. What do you want? I have things to do." I lied. Yeah, like cry my eyes out over a stupid dating show that my best friend made me sign up for. I thought.

"Bella, you have to know there's a reason why Edward picked me over you. Do you want me to tell you?"

"No, I want you to go to Taco Bell and order me a burrito." I said sarcastically. "Tell me, Lauren."

"I'm pregnant."

Whoa.

A/N: You like? (: 2,000 words! That's like, the longest chapter I've ever written. Well, Jacob is going to come in, in the sequel. And one of my reviewers gave me an idea for the sequel, but I don't know the penname. x3But I will update a lot more, because its SUMMER :D