I got home to mine and my best friend's flat at 6.30 and waited for my best friend Alice to appear.

Me and Alice met when she worked at my favourite clothes shop, she would always try to dress me up, begging me to buy the outfits she had picked out. Although it was a bit annoying, we had some great laughs mucking about in that shop and soon became best friends. Alice now worked five days a week at a diner, as a waitress. She was rather a good waitress actually, charming all the customers and getting large tips from the all the drunk men she fluttered her eyelashes at. She was currently dating a chef from the diner, named Jasper. Jasper had asked Alice to move in with him a few times, but she said always no, saying she wanted to stick around for my sake.

I wasn't supposed to know this though, I had eavesdropped on them when they thought I was asleep. I was kind of thankful she had stayed with me, I think I needed her to stop me from going mad at the moment and she knew that.

Although I really did love Alice, she didn't know everything about me and that's properly why she still liked me. If she knew the truth, I think she would think I was needed to be locked up in a mental hospital, or left to rot behind bars. She knew almost everything, just not that I was on the run and more importantly, why I was on the run.

The door handle pulled down, rattling a little. "Bella, open the door!" Alice shouted through the door. Oops, locked the door, yet again. That girl was seriously scary when she was angry and was bound to be now she was locked out in the snow.

I jumped up from the sofa and made my way to the door, tripping a bit on the way. I yanked it open, "Sorry, Alice I forgot" I said a bit breathless from stumbling to the door.

"I left you a note, how can you still forget?!" She asked rhetorically. Alice was standing in the door way, her spiky dark hair frosted with snowflakes, her clothes had wet drips from the snow too, she was also carrying a shopping bag with our dinner in. I took the bag off her and she stepped in.

"Have you not heard of heating Bella? It's fre-e-e-e-ezing in here!" She said, walking over to the heating dial. I ignored her, wandering to the kitchen and starting the dinner. "Pasta with cheese sauce or tomato sauce?" I asked. "Tomato." She replied.

After we finished dinner, we sat down in front of the TV waiting for Eastenders to come on. "Why do we watch these programmes? They're so predictable!" I asked, munching on my pop tart. "That's why they're so good, you always know something exciting is coming!" Alice clapped waiting for it come on. I sighed, as the opening tune came on, it was gonna be a long night.

Alice's mobile rang vibrating across the coffee table, blaring out pussycat dolls. Alice's eyes were still fixed on the TV screen, "You gonna answer that?" I asked. She shook her head. I reached across and grabbed her Sony Ericsson, I read the caller ID before sliding the top up.

"Hey Jasper."

"Hi Bella, how you been doing?"

"Great cheers, You?"

"Same as always, Alice there?" He asked. I looked across to Alice who was still intently watching the screen. "Alice?"

"What?" She asked looking at me. "Jasper on the phone."

"Oh." She grabbed the phone from me and wandered off to her room. "Sorry Jazzy, Enders was on."

I laughed silently to myself at how cute Alice sounded, Jasper and Alice really were perfect for each other. Most people found Alice's need for perfection annoying, but Jasper just thought it was cute.

I laid back on the sofa stretching my legs and thinking, it seemed so ironic. Here I was sitting around watching soaps, with all their family dramas, killings and lies, when I was already living my own full-scale drama that puts them programmes to shame.

Knock, knock. I woke up out of my trance with a start. Jumping up, I called to Alice. "You expecting anyone?"

"No."

I didn't like opening the door at night, I mean it could be anyone, burglar, rapist, murderer. But I still decided to open it anyway, walking across my living room I opened the door and couldn't believe what I saw......

The young man at the door was about 6'1 had toned arms and chest you could see beneath his black T-shirt. He had navy blue jeans on with white trainers. His hair was a brown-bronze colour reflecting a red tinge when the light from my living room shone on it. His his hair was quite long for a boy, but too long just long enough to run your hands through it and my God, did it look gorgeously soft.

He looked up and I saw his face, I just about managed to stop from mouth from gaping, he was beautiful! He had perfect pink lips curled into a one-sided grin, long dark eyelashes above his eyes, his eyes...... His eyes were a startling shade of green, the outsides edges of his iris were olive green and as they worked their way to middle became a startling shade of emerald green.

I finished gawping at him and managed to ask, "How may I help you?" I swallowed loudly before looking at him straight in the eye. Our gazes locked before Alice came dancing to the door, saving me from the power of his eyes, Thank God I may have fainted if I continued staring into them.

"I just moved in and was just wondered if you had any sugar I could borrow?" He asked looking from me to Alice. His voice was deep and manly, but still sounded like a lullaby or birds singing.

"Sure." Alice said before dancing off to the kitchen to retrieve the sugar. I stood there for a second, before realising I looked stupid.

"Would you like to come in?" I asked praying to God he would. "Okay." He answered. I led him into the dinning room at sat at the breakfast bar, as he took a seat.

"When did you move in then?" I asked, trying to strike up conversation with this man that looked like a God.

"Only yesterday, I didn't know where any shops where to buy sugar." He smiled at me, making my heart stop in it's tracks.

"Well, there's a supermarket down the high street and a smaller corner shop on down Lower road, do you know where that is?"

He smiled again and nodded. Alice came back, carrying a sugar in a sandwich bag. "Here you go ah-" She stopped talking looking at him again.

"Sorry, my name's Edward." Holding his hand out to Alice, she shook it. "Well, here you go Edward, I'm Alice." Edward turned to me and held his hand out. As I shook his hand, tingly electric shocks ran up my arm. "Bella." I said shaking my hand out a little from the strange feeling in it. Edward took the sugar from Alice and said " Thanks for the sugar, I hope to see you around maybe we could meet up."

"That would be cool." Alice said, " What's your number?" Edward pulled a piece of paper and pen from his pocket before writing his number down and handing it to me. "Thanks, I'll call you." With that he left the me and Alice standing there. Alice starting clapping her hands and squealing Ohhs and ahhs.

"Alice, you have a boyfriend!" I exclaimed. "I Know silly, that wasn't me anyway that was for you." She said this as if it was the most obvious thing ever. "He wouldn't be interested in me." I mumbled. "Well, he was the one who suggested hanging out." Said Alice smugly.

I fell back into the sofa Alice sitting beside me, thinking about Edward. He had a mysterious edge about him, he seemed interesting and clever. I know I barely knew him, but I could just imagine myself having a good time with him. Well, whatever it was about him I wanted to know him more, maybe I'll ring him up tomorrow.....