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From Within
About three things I was absolutely positive.
First, Edward was a youtuber.
Second, there was a part of him - and I didn't know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to meet me.
And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
Which was how I found myself on a bus to Forks, Washington one sunny but crisp morning, ticket creasing from being clutched so tightly in my hand, bottom lip gnawed almost until it bled. Not that Edward would mind that, I supposed.
We had met online, in the strangest of ways.
I was just a nobody, a girl from Phoenix with a paleness to her skin that didn't match the climate, who spent her evenings curled up in front of her laptop, laughing at her idols online. They posted videos, they created short films, they were incredible to me. I wanted to be like them. I wanted to become one of them.
And mostly. I wanted Edward.
Edward was everything anyone could want from a youtuber. He was funny and handsome and his videos were out of this world. His mind seemed like the most fascinating place to hang out for a while, but it wasn't enough. I wanted more. I wanted to know everything about him, what made him smile that gorgeously crooked smile of his, made his emerald green orbs light up with laughter.
So I had dared to speak to him.
I had set up my own channel, bellaisnotablaze, and I had plucked up the courage to message FantasticEdward.
And he had replied.
He replied once, and then again, and then so many times after. What started as a nervous hello turned into long conversations, hours spent on Skype, giggling and teasing one another, bonding over our shared love of the band Muse, who we felt had sometimes written their songs just for us.
It was all so special, so romantic, and now we were taking things further. I was travelling to the rainy, gloomy town of Forks, to finally meet Edward.
I couldn't wait. I was nervous and excited at the same time, and my stomach was somersaulting, but it would be fine. We would be fine. Edward had promised he would be there waiting for me, and I trusted him. He'd told me he would wait forever and a day if he needed to, and when I told him I'd finally paid for my bus ticket, he'd vowed he wouldn't be able to sleep until I arrived.
And now the moment was upon us.
I had known the minute we got into Washington, the grey skies casting an ominous shadow through the bus. Everything seemed darker, creepier, and it sent a thrill of excitement through me.
And then I was stepping off the bus, and he was there.
FantasticEdward, youtuber extraordinaire, was standing there, waiting for me, plain old me, with his arms outstretched and his handsome quirked smile. His bronze hair flopped over his apple-hued eyes slightly, but I could see the happiness within them.
I ran to him, and he ran to me, meeting me halfway and picking me up, spinning me round so the wind picked up my brunette hair with touches of red and whirled the strands around my face.
"Hi," he breathed, blinking down at me once he'd set me on my feet again, the height difference between us even more pronounced than I'd imagined.
"Hi," I whispered back, a blinding smile on my face.
I just knew that this was going to be the start of something amazing. I didn't know how I knew - the feeling just came from within.
A/N: happy april fools and all