Disclaimer: Nothing of this belongs to me; only the madness.
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Do I Have Any Chance With You?
By LadyCornamenta
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Chapter II: Perhaps.
That night, when I was back in my apartment, I couldn't stop thinking about Bella; about her name and my sudden decision of coming up to her. Lying on the sofa of my sitting room, the idea seemed stupid and crazy to me: what could I say to her?
"Hello, I'm Edward Cullen and I've been watching you for a month. You're Bella, right? Oh, yeah, I knew because a waitress saw how desperate I was and she told me you name". I pointed, talking to the air. "Sure, that will sound very normal".
Oh, yeah, and lately I talked to myself.
It was official: I was losing my mind.
The next day my weekly routine repeated: I woke up early, I had a little breakfast and I rushed to the university. One of the benefits of living alone was that I didn't have to worry about order, meals or housework; I just did what I needed, when I needed it. After driving my Volvo through the city, I arrived to the campus and I parked. That was how my day started.
The classes went by and I was in that strange unconsciousness I had been since the last days of January, when Bella —I was surprised by the fact that I felt so good just to be allowed to call her by her name— had become a kind of obsession for me. When Biology lessons came to their end, I rushed out of the classroom. It was good that people stopped bothering me. When I had just started collage, many people used to intercept me in the corridors to talk, to invite me to some party or things like that. But I just sacked them with cordial and quick words, too hurried to talk. As time went by, I knew they had learned that, in the instant the classes ended, the only thing I wanted was an escape from the university.
After reaching my car and throwing inside of it all my stuff, I started to drive to the cafeteria, which was some miles from the campus. A few minutes later, I stood in front of the little door of the place. As every afternoon, I came in and I took a look around me. That day, however, I decided I wouldn't sit in my usual place next to the window; instead of that, I went straight to the bar and I sit in one of the stools, next to the one Bella always took. The same young waitress came up to me with a friendly smile.
"The usual thing, kid?" she asked, resting her elbows on the bar.
"Yeah, thanks. And add a piece of chocolate cake, please?"
The girl went away, with that graceful gait she had, and I just waited. My coffee and my snack arrived soon, and I started to sample it in silence, while the noise of the place came to my ears only as a remote echo. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize that she was there. I only noticed her when I heard the sound of the wood against the floor that produced the legs of the stool that was by my side. When I looked up, her chocolate eyes collided with mine. I was frozen in my place, maybe with my mouth literally open, looking at those deep and curious brown eyes. She had dark eyebrows, rosy lips and pale skin, covered with occasional little freckles.
"Good morning" I saluted rashly. "I mean… good afternoon, good afternoon".
A little funny smile formed on her lips, which she tried to hide with a curtain of hair.
"Good afternoon" she answered.
"I'm Edward Cullen" I introduced myself quickly, with that nervous and stupid pitch, holding out my hand to her.
"Bella, Bella Swan" she said, shaking my hand clumsily.
That was all our talking, but I was surprised by the fact that she decided not to read. She ordered the usual coffee and something to eat, and she started to sample it in silence, without doing anything else, with an edition of Sense and Sensibility by her side. Some minutes after taking her order, the waitress appeared and waved at Bella, giving me then a quick wink.
"Austen again?" asked the tiny employee.
"That's right" Bella answered quickly, taking her book and looking at it with affection.
"Hey you, boy, do you like Austen?" the waitress asked me with a knowing smile.
"The truth is I've only read two of her books, but I think they're pretty good" I answered honestly. I had read them in high school, some years ago. "I think she really knows how to describe perfectly the spirit of that time and the way people lived romance".
Bella's dark eyes sat on me.
"I think it's a very appropriated definition" she commented, with a smile.
I corresponded to the gesture of her lips with a shrug of my shoulders.
"Thanks".
The young waitress' eyes went from Bella to me, looking at us with astonishment.
"You two are a pair of weirdos" she pointed, with a funny face. After that she showed a big smile and winked. "You should try to go out together. You make a nice couple".
I saw Bella's cheeks tingeing with an adorable blush and I averted my eyes. However, I smiled inevitably
Perhaps, only perhaps, I had a chance with that peculiar lady, without the need of closing my eyes and only dream about it.
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Another chapter here. What do you think? I have to say thanks for the reviews, the favorites and the alerts. I'm new in the English fandom and I'm really happy you enjoy my work. It's really nice!
Thanks again to the-vampire-act for checking my mistakes! Because of her this chapter doesn't look like a it was written by a seven-years-old girl haha.
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