This came out of one of my weird thought bubble, so?

BPOV

The Cullens have been gone for two years and I am still…coping. The hole in my chest is still there but it's bearable; as long as I keep myself distracted. College has helped a lot. Having all that work takes up most of my time. The only time it actually hurts is at night. I let my mental shield down and all the dreams and unwanted memories haunt and taunt me. That is the only time I truly feel pain; the rest of the time I just feel numb.

I go to a college in Seattle; that's where I met him.

I was in the library reaching for a book that was on a shelf that I knew I couldn't reach, but I'm stubborn so I wouldn't ask anybody to get it for me. I jumped and knocked it down, hitting somebody with five books in the process.

"I am so sorry!" I said, picking up the books that fell. He looked up at me and grinned. Whoa, he was hot. (Not good at describing people. Picture on my profile. It's Jenson Ackles) "Don't worry about it," he said handing me that book I was reaching for. "I'm Riley, by the way. Riley Harris"

"Bella Swan" I told him. "I really am sorry"

"Like I said, don't worry about. I got to meet a beautiful girl like you so I think a concussion is worth it." he said grinning flirtatiously.

I rolled my eyes, and blushed. "That is one cheesy pick up line"

"It's only cheesy if it didn't work" he said raising his eyebrow. "Did it work?"

I sighed. I was not ready to go through this again. "I'm not to keen on the whole dating thing" Did I seriously just say keen? He must think I'm a geek. Why do I care about what he think? I started to walk away but he chased after me. "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. I never said anything about a date," he was walking backwards now, so he could look at me. "can't I ask a girl out for- I don't know- coffee and it not be a date? I just want to get to know you,"

"Can you ask me out and expect us to just talk?" I retorted. I wasn't calling him a man-whore or anything, oh wait, yes I was. He just looked like that kind of guy.

"Yes." he said looking me straight in the eyes.

"Fine. Just coffee" I said. Riley grinned triumphantly before grabbing my hand and leading me to one of the on campus coffee shops.

Five hours later

Riley and I had been talking for, god knows how long when the waitress came up. "We're closing up in five minutes." Riley nodded before grabbing my hand and leading me out of the coffee shop. I glanced at my watch. Midnight. "I am so glad my first class doesn't start until one" I muttered.

"You're lucky" he said. "my class starts at seven-thirty." I learned that he was study law.

"Shouldn't you be getting back to your dorm room then?" I didn't want him to leave but he needed his rest.

"if I did that I'll have to leave you." he said batting his eyelashes. I had to laugh.

"I don't want you to be grumpy when I see you tomorrow." his eyes lit up when I said that. "You seriously didn't think I was going to talk to you for five hours straight and not see you again?"

"Tomorrow, around seven?" he asked. I nodded. I actually wanted to see him again.

I learned that Riley made me forget. He helped soothe the ache in my chest whenever I was around him; a lot like Jake did before I came to Seattle. But the second I was away from him, the hole would rip itself open again and it would be twice as big.

Three months later

"Bella, I love you" Riley said. I stared at him shocked. I couldn't move, couldn't speak. For once the hole in my chest burst open when he was around. I still loved Edward. Could I really love Riley? Should I love him? If I do I'll end up hurting him in the long run. My silence must've lasted to long, is smile falter and he tire his eyes away from mine.

"Bella, I can tell by how you- avoid certain subjects- that you've been hurt in the past and I-I just want you to know how I feel. A-and you don't have to tell me you love me if you don't. I just had to tell you." this is the first time in three months that Riley has had a hard time finding the right words. He always seems so in control but now he looked extremely vulnerable.

I wanted to tell him that I loved him, I really did. I just didn't want to hurt both of us.

That night I lay in my bed tossing and turning. Why the hell didn't I tell him I love him? I know I do, but I am such a wimp. Ever since Edward, I've been having a hard time letting people in and now I found a decent guy, that really loved me and had a lot in common with, and I couldn't tell him I loved him. It's so easy.

Riley, I love you.

I love you, Riley.

Come on, Bella! It's not that hard!

I got up and ran out the door.

I ran to Riley's dorm, only tripping twice. I pounded on the door, not caring who I woke up. A sleepy Riley opened the door. "Bella what the-" I cut him off, crashing my lips against his. We were panting when we broke apart.

"I love you," I told him. "I really, really, really love you."

He just grinned before attacking my lips again.

Nine months later

"Riley, where are we going?" I whined for about the billionth time.

He just chuckled, still dragging me behind him.

"The library?" I asked incredulously when he led me through the big wooden doors.

"Just come on and quit complaining." he stopped at one of the rows that I distinctly remember. "Why did you bring me here?"

"This is where we first met. Today in exactly two minutes to be exact. I thought this would be the perfect place." he said.

Then he got down on one knee.

Oh. My. God.

"Isabella Marie Swan, will you marry me?"

Oh. My. God.

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