Hey everybody, welcome to my new fanfic. For those of you who have come over from my previous story 'The Prince's Assistant', you'll be happy to know that this is a much fluffier story with loads of cheesy lines and things which make you go 'aww' (at least that's what I'm trying to do). Anyways, enjoy!

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Summary: After a bad break up with his ex-girlfriend, famous singer / songwriter Edward Cullen has lost his music. He escapes to Hawaii to rediscover himself and meets up with an old friend – Bella Swan. How does Bella help Edward find his old self again and what happens when they realize they are falling in love… All Human, ExB.

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Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga.

Prologue – Please don't stop the music

I wanna take you away
Let's escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can't refuse it,
Like the way you do this
Keep on rocking to it
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music!

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EPOV

Music has always been an essential part of my life.

When I was just a little boy, I learnt how to play the piano. It grew into a passion for me, music became a way to escape the world, a way to express myself when I could not say the words out loud.

As I grew older, I practised day in day out, sometimes annoying my parents when I woke them up in the middle of the night to the sound of the piano. Before long, I started to compose my own songs to let out my emotions and to convey what I was feeling. Sometimes I composed songs for other people. I remembered that day when I played the song I had composed for my parents to my mother.

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Flashback

"Mom, can you come here for a moment?" I asked her.

"What is it Edward, dear?"

I grabbed her hand impatiently and ordered her to stay still and listen to the piece I had composed for my parent's anniversary.

My hands moved fluidly across the keys, playing the song from my heart that I had already memorized in my mind. It was a tribute to the love that I had seen in both my parents. I could only wish to one day find someone special so that I could experience the love that they both felt.

As the piece drew to a close, a heard my mother sob quietly in the background. As I played the last quavering note, I turned around to look at her and questioned, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Where did you learn that?" she whispered.

"I composed it," I told her, "For you and dad."

As soon as the words left my mouth, I was engulfed in a tight hug, my mother's body pressed tightly to mine.

"Thank you, Edward. That was absolutely beautiful. You really are talented, my son. Thank you."

End flashback

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My father was a doctor and my mother did a lot of work for charities. Many people who knew me expected me to follow in my father's footsteps and study medicine when I entered college. But I didn't want to do any such thing, I wanted to play. I needed my music, it was like a drug that I couldn't get enough of.

So when I left high school, I left my childhood home of Chicago and moved to Dartmouth, majoring in music. When I was in my final year, I submitted a song that I had written years ago as an assignment. My professor was so impressed with it that he handed it on to his friend who was a music producer with one of the biggest music companies in the world. The artists with the company were always a success, selling millions of copies of albums and producing hit song after hit song.

The company contacted me, telling me that they were interested in my music and suggested that if I had any other songs, that I send them to them. After I waited a long time nervously for them to call back, they did and they said that if I was interested, they would want me to produce an album.

That was two years ago. My first song had been an instant hit and I was now one of the most popular singers and songwriters. I had sold many copies of my albums and had worked with some of the biggest names in the music industry.

But I wasn't happy. For so long, I had been looking for that special someone. My mother always told me that there was someone for everyone, but I had been searching so long for her that I was now doubting whether she existed at all.

I had dated girls before but none of them felt right. Once, I had thought that she was 'the one', but then she had gone and broken my heart.

And that was when the music inside of me faded.

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I wanna take you away
Let's escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can't refuse it,
Like the way you do this
Keep on rocking to it
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music

AN: Song – 'Please don't stop the music' by Rihanna. Really good and catchy like most of Rihanna's songs.

That was just the prologue, so it's not going to make a lot of sense right now but it will soon. My update schedule is this story one week and my other the next (ie. Once every two weeks). So please go ready my story 'The Prince's Assistant' if you haven't already. I update on Wednesdays.

Hope you like the start!