AN: This fanfic is the result of too much Taylor Swift.

I hope you like it!


Edward and I were laying in the meadow he brought me to. It was a fairytale-like place. Flowers everywhere, surrounded by trees, sun shining, birds singing, and no one would find us here. Perfect. I smiled at Edward, he was enjoying the sun, with his eyes closed. Like he knew I was looking at him, he lifted my hand that was in his, and kissed. I grinned widely, moved closer, and rested my head in his chest, enjoying how fast his heart was beating.

"I loved this place" I said quietly.

"Just you and me know. It's our place" he said.

We stayed in silence for a long moment, and suddenly his heart started beating faster.

"Bella?"

"Yeah" I said looking up at him smiling.

"I love you"

I stared at him, and he stared back. It was the first time he said that. I've been dreaming with this day since the day we met. I wanted to tell him that, but I didn't want to say it first, scare him and lose him. He was starting to look worried, and I realized I haven't said anything.

"I love you too" I said grinning.

He let out a small sigh of relief and leaned in for a kiss. We spent the whole day, between kisses and 'I love you'. I think we said it a thousand times. And what made me the happiest girl alive, we mean it.

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Our first anniversary was coming. In a week we would be celebrating a year as a couple. I walked in the school, smiling. I was always smiling, because I knew I would soon see Edward. I went to my locker, and opened it. As I took my books, I looked at a picture of me and Edward I had glued on the door, and the post-it I put beside it, remembering me of buying a gift for him. I closed my locker, but stayed there, making mental calculus about how much money I would spent on the gift. Edward was richer, and always bothered me he bought me gifts more expensive than mine.

I frowned when the bell rang. Where was he? He always met me by my locker for we to go to class. I looked around, and walked to class when I made sure he wasn't coming. I got in the class almost late, and frowned when I saw Edward there. I sat next to him, and he didn't say anything, he just kept looking at the teacher. Something was wrong, I knew then. He never was like this. He was nicer to me even when he didn't knew me. He gave me good morning the day he started at this school, and that's how we met.

Why wasn't him talking to me. He gave me a weak smile when the bell rang, got up and walked out of the class. Without me. I was starting to be worried, and scared. What was going on?

I spent the next week trying to talk to him about it, but he always said everything was perfectly fine. That he was just thinking things thru. When I asked what he was thinking, he answered with a shrug or a mumbled 'everything'. I thought it might be the anniversary gift, and he was worried about what to give me. I erased the idea because that didn't explain why he was so cold with me. I talked to Emmett, my best friend and Edward's friend too, and he said Edward seemed fine when he talked to him, and maybe I was paranoid.

I wasn't paranoid, I was sure about it. He kissed me just when I kissed him, his eyes were sad, and he had a constant frown, before he had a constant smile. I bought his present, it was simple, a leather cuff. It looked like a simple leather cuff, but on the inside there was a silver surface where I engrave a message. 'Forever and Always – Whatever our souls are made of, yours and mine are the same'. I was going to give it to him today, our anniversary, after class. It was in a little green box, with his name written on the box's lid, with a little heart. I almost ran out of my last class, the only one I didn't have with Edward. I got to the car, and he was already there.

"Hey!" I said happily.

"Hi" he said.

He hasn't said anything about the date, but I ignored, thinking he must want to make a surprise. He didn't look happy though, and that worried me. He kissed me, for the first time in a week. I was always kissing him, he never took the initiative. But the kiss was desperate, passionate, but with the 'like it was a last time' feeling. I kissed him back, but I felt him tense, and it was making me more worried. We pulled away, and he had a sad expression.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing" he said, "Can we talk on the way home?"

"Sure"

He nodded and went to the driver's side. I entered in the passenger side, and we stayed in silence as he drove. Didn't he want to say something? Then why is he quiet? When we reached my street I decided to say something.

"So…?"

He didn't say anything, just parked the car in front of my house. He sighed and turned to me.

"Okay, let's talk" he mumbled.

"Don't you prefer to talk inside?" I asked.

"No. I… I'm going home now" he said.

"Oh" I said disappointed. He always stayed with me after school.

"I'm leaving" he said.

"Okay, but what you wanted to talk about?" I asked as I looked into my bag for his gift.

"No, Bella. I didn't mean I'm leaving to go home. I'm leaving. It's over"

I froze, holding the gift in one hand, and gripping my bag with the other. I looked up at him, with wide eyes. He was kidding, right? He had a determined look in his face, and he masked it, becoming expressionless. Cold as the whole week, but this time colder, and it almost made me shiver in fear.

"W-what?" I stammered with tears in my eyes.

My vision was getting blurred because of the tears, and I tried to blink them away, to look at him, but they ran down my cheeks.

"It's over. This… It doesn't make sense anymore" he said and looked away.

"Why?" I whispered.

"I just said. I don't want a relationship anymore. This isn't working an I won't hold you to this anymore"

"Hold me? Edward, I'm a willing prisoner. I love you"

"It's over" he said again, and again it felt like punched me in the chest.

"What are you saying! What happened?" I asked desperate.

"I don't see why to do this anymore"

Anymore? He kept saying 'anymore', showng it was recent, whatever changed. I started to be mad as I took what he must mean.

"You don't want me anymore, because we already had sex" I murmured. "It's not meaningful anymore, because you had your fun, and there isn't anything holding you to me"

He turned around, and glared at me for a second, before putting his expressionless mask back, and turning away again, without an answer. I took that as a 'yes'.

"Don't do this" I whispered tears staining my shirt.

"I just did" he said coldly, "I have to go"

I tried to swallow the lump in my throat but couldn't. I just slowly nodded, and opened the door. I got out, but before I closed the door, I put the little green box in the seat. I closed the door, and started dragging myself to my house. Before I reached the door, he sped off. I just sat in the porch, hugging my knees, and crying.

Everything I thought as right in my life, just went wrong. Everything was confusing, sad, wrong, and it hurt. My past, I didn't know what was a lie. He said he loved me. How many times we talked about a future together? The future now, I had none. I had always thought about one future, that wasn't possible now, not without him. I couldn't even think about the present, with the pain I was in.

Take away love and our life is empty. I was empty.