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Chapter 1

BPOV

For once in my life I acted impulsively and without thinking, I just got on the train.

I didn't think about where it was going or what I was doing. I simply needed to be alone with my own thoughts.

It didn't matter it was midnight. It didn't matter that I was alone and that this was potentially dangerous. I just needed to get away from the reality of my life for once and that train provided the perfect escape.

The carriage was empty and so I sat on a corner, willing myself to forget all that happened today. All that I heard and said…

The train started to move and I fixed my attention on the view from my window.

I kept looking outside, watching as the landscape passed by and wondered how everything had gone so wrong in such a small amount of time…

Yesterday everything seemed to be going exactly as it should and then today it all went so wrong.

I remained alone in the carriage until a guy got on the train and sat directly opposite of me two stops later. I turned my attention to him but quickly averted my eyes outside again.

So many vacant places and he sits right in front of me… At least he too seemed lost in his own thoughts.

It would be a quiet journey to wherever this train was going.

Moved by curiosity, I once again looked up at the stranger in front of me and I couldn't help but notice how good looking he was.

He had his eyes closed, his head thrown back. He had strong features, a defined jaw, pouty lips that seemed so full, so… kissable.

His hair was an unusual bronze colour and looked so perfectly messy it was almost as if he had styled it that way. I immediately wanted to run my hands through it.

I allowed my eyes to trail lower to his hands, which were lying on his lap. He had long fingers…

"Where are you going?" I jumped slightly as his voice brought me out of my reverie.

I hadn't expected him to talk to me.

Had he seen me ogling him? I didn't think so…

As he looked straight at me, I was finally able see his eyes. They were a deep, soothing green…

His gaze held mine as I debated for a few seconds whether to answer his question or not.

I decided I could at least answer him that question. After today, what else did I have to lose?

Something about his voice, almost melodic, and the way he held himself made me think I could easily talk to him.

He didn't seem dangerous and it was almost as if I didn't have to hide myself from this stranger.

I looked up at the map above the door before answering him.

"I honestly don't know." He smiled a little. "You?"

"Nowhere in particular, actually." I nodded.

It seemed like taking a train without a specific destination in mind was a common occurrence around here.

I wondered briefly about how many people felt the need to escape reality, forget about their less-than-perfect lives and ended up doing the same thing as I was.

"I'm Edward, by the way." Edward… It wasn't a very common name these days, but it fit him well.

"I'm Bella." He nodded and we fell into a silence only interrupted by the speaker's voice letting us know the name of the next station.

I had no idea where I was anymore.

"Can I ask you something?" I smiled and nodded. He could. "Why are you here? I mean, why did you catch a midnight train without any specific destination?"

I shrugged. After today, I just needed to be alone from everyone who knew me and from everything that made my life harder.

My father and his protectiveness. Jacob, who was a great friend but just didn't know when to step back… And Mike. Mike, who couldn't seem to understand that whatever it was we once had, was long finished.

I loved my friends and family, but sometimes they meddled too much.

"I just needed to get away for a while. What about you?"

"Exactly the same." I smiled a little.

Apparently, I wasn't the only one who had had a horrible day…

From that point on, we engaged in small talk, not saying anything truly relevant to each other until the speaker announced we had arrived at the last station and had to leave the train.

I didn't know where we were, but we had no other choice than to get out.

I stepped out of the train, looking around. Maybe getting on a train without knowing where it was going wasn't such a good idea after all…

Edward seemed to think the same thing…

"Do you know where we are?" I shook my head.

"I have no idea. Do you?" He too shook his head.

"No, not at all." I looked around again, wondering if there was somewhere we could go.

The train station was still open but it would close once the last train passed by in about an hour and we wouldn't be able to stay here.

Of course, I could always catch the next train back but I found myself wanting to be with Edward for at least a little longer.

I felt mysteriously pulled towards him and I wanted to explore that feeling, even if doing so wasn't such a wise choice.

"Maybe we should take a look around." He raised an eyebrow at me.

"You don't know me." I nodded, waiting for him to go on. "I could be an assassin who lured you here and for all you know, now I'm planning to have my way with you before finishing you off."

I couldn't help but giggle.

The last thing you would think about Edward once you saw him was that he was some kind of criminal.

"Well, let me tell you, you don't look like an assassin at all!"

"Most good ones don't…" I guess he had a point there.

"I'll take my chances with you, okay? My day can't possibly get any worse…"

"That bad, huh?" I simply sighed while motioning to the exit.

It had been worse than bad…

"Come on, let's see if there's something open. I'm somewhat hungry."

"You want to explore the place with some guy you just met and stop at some place you don't know to eat at this hour? You're living on the edge, I see…"

"What are you afraid of? Food poisoning?"

"Yes, actually…" I rolled my eyes at him and started to walk towards the exit, him close behind me.

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It turned out there was a little coffee house next to the train station that stayed open all night and seemed to be the one spot where everyone who worked nights and needed something to eat would stop by.

I must confess, it was quite cozy and even Edward seemed to agree it was safe to eat something here.

I could tell he was already as hungry as I was, even though he wouldn't admit it.

I didn't know much about him but one thing was clear: he could be as stubborn and proud as I could.

Before we got there, though, I managed to trip on my own feet and ended up falling on my ass.

I looked up to see Edward standing behind me, a smile slowly gracing his face.

He just stood there looking at me with an amused smile on his face until I told him I was disappointed reality wasn't more like the movies.

If this was a movie, he would have caught me. He simply laughed while helping me up and saying that maybe next time, he would.

I was happy with the prospect of there being a next time.

Once we got to the coffee house, we paid for our drinks and sandwiches and headed outside where we could be alone and sat side by side on a bench.

At least the weather was pleasant enough…

We sat eating in perfect silence, watching the city at night.

I was pleasantly surprised at how silence with him wasn't awkward. I often found myself in situations with people where the silence was so disturbing, it made me feel out of place and uncomfortable.

It wasn't like that with him.

Once again, he was the first one to break the silence.

"Why did you need to get away today?" I took a bite of my sandwich and shrugged.

"I had a terrible day. I lost my job, fought with my father…" And was now talking about my life with a stranger. "I just really needed the time to think for myself, be away from everyone who can meddle in my business – who can opinionate about my life, you know?" He sighed and nodded.

"Yes, I definitely know. Why did it happen?"

"What? Why did I lose my job?"

"Yes. And why did you fight with your father?" I too sighed, wondering how to explain.

"My father is a great man but sometimes, he just doesn't believe in me. He doesn't believe that I can make it on my own. He keeps wanting to protect me and make me come back home, but I don't want that. I want to be able to do what I like and prove to myself that I am strong enough to make it. When it comes to my job, there were some cuts in the personnel and I haven't been working there for too long so…"

"You were one of the victims…"

"Yes. Maybe my father is right after all… I couldn't even keep the damn job!" He lightly touched my arm in what I knew was supposed to be a comforting gesture.

"Don't think about it like that. Losing your job was just a setback. I'm sure you are going to find an even better one soon. You can't give up on what you want – what you believe – so easily. Keep fighting and I'm sure you'll make it." He looked straight at me and smiled. "I'm sure you are fighter so hang on there and everything will be alright." I stood still looking at him for several minutes.

Was I really a fighter? I wanted to be but I wasn't sure I could make it on my own anymore.

He was right, though. I had to keep trying.

"How can you be so sure? How can you know if I'm a fighter? You don't even know me…"

"Yes, that's true. I don't know you, but I'm usually a very good judge of character and I just know things will work out for you." I smiled.

"So you can predict the future?" He laughed a little. It was a welcoming sound.

"No, that is my sister's area of expertise." I raised an eyebrow and he explained. "She always seems to know everything." I couldn't help but to giggle.

"I see. That must suck for other people!"

"You learn to live with it. She is actually a very good person and fun to be around… When she's not acting like a know-it-all, that is." I nodded again.

I felt uncharacteristically comfortable with him. I normally wasn't able to talk to other people so easily, but it was different with him.

I enjoyed talking to him. I wanted him to tell me more about him.

I wanted to find out as much as possible about him.

"Why did you need to get away?" He shrugged.

"I like to be alone sometimes to, like you said, put my thoughts in order. I guess the truth is that I'm a bit of a loner. I need my time alone."

"Well, hello there then!" I didn't have to explain it. He understood what I meant.

I, too, need to be alone sometimes.

I needed the silence and the calm to keep me grounded.

He smiled crookedly at me and for the first time, I realized he was really close to me.

He was so close! So close all I had to do was lean in and…

My train of thought was suddenly interrupted by the feel of his lips pressed against mine. He had leaned in first!

The kiss started very soft and I could barely feel his lips on mine but once I responded to him, he immediately deepened it by taking my lower lip between his and sucking on it.

His hand moved to my hair and he looked straight at me before kissing me with so much need and fervor it made my whole body melt. If I wasn't sitting down, I would have certainly fallen down on my ass again.

I had never been kissed this way and I liked it.

My hands moved to his messy locks as well and I couldn't help but notice how soft they were.

We pulled apart for a second only to crush our lips back together again.

This time his tongue ran along my lower lip, asking for entrance to my mouth. I opened it for him and his tongue immediately started to massage mine, exploring my mouth at the same time.

We both moaned into each other's mouths as our tongues fought for dominance.

His taste, just like his smell, was absolutely intoxicating and it made me feel lightheaded.

When we needed to breathe once more, he pulled me to his lap and I moved so I was straddling him before attacking his lips again.

Where had all this extroversion come from? I was literally making out with a guy I barely knew at a random spot on the street!

His lips left my own so we could breathe, but they went straight for my skin. He started to leave a trail of kisses and light nibbles down my neck to my shoulder and then back up.

It made my whole body shudder and the heat pool between my legs. I had never reacted to a man like this before…

It seemed like all my senses, every one of my nerve endings, were attuned to him and only him…

I leaned my head back as he kept lavishing attention to my neck area, giving him better access to my throat and neck as he moved his hand up my back, tangling it in my hair.

I couldn't control myself and bucked my hips in his direction, making him groan and feeling the effect I was having on him pressed against my centre.

My hands moved up his chest to his shoulders and then finally to his soft hair again as my hips started to move with his on their own accord.

So good…

"You taste so good, Bella." I whimpered in plead as his lips inched further down to my cleavage and he unbuttoned my jacket so he could have a better access to my skin.

His hand brushed against my breast when he did so and I couldn't contain the moan that escaped my lips.

I pulled on his hair when it got too much for me, making him look at me and pressed our foreheads together.

I had to take a deep breath to steady myself before speaking.

"Take me somewhere." Our lips brushed as I spoke and I wanted his pressed against mine again.

"Where?"

"Somewhere we can be together." I used the hand that was on his hair to pull him down for a kiss and brushed our bodies together again, letting him know what I meant.

He groaned and closed his eyes for a second before looking at me again.

"But where? I don't even truly know where we are!"

"I don't care! I just want to us to be alone together." As unbelievable as it was, I really didn't care.

"We could…" He stopped mid-sentence, making me curious.

"We could what?" He shrugged nonchalantly.

"I was going to say we could go to my apartment but that's not exactly near and – I'm probably going to sound like a real pig right now and I'm sorry for that – I'm afraid that if I get you in that train again, you will think things over and change your mind about doing this. And I just want you too much already." I smiled at him and ran my hands up and down his chest while kissing his perfectly defined jaw before looking straight at him.

I felt uninhibited and the fact that he wanted me so much only helped.

"I won't change my mind." He didn't seem to believe me.

"You won't?" I took his lower lip in between mine and sucked on it in an attempt to convince him I was sure I wouldn't change my mind.

"No. Listen, you said you wanted me, right?" He nodded. "Well, I want you too. More than I ever wanted anyone in my life. I actually don't know what is happening to me – I'm normally not like this – but I want to be with you."

He cupped my face in his hands and smiled. A lopsided smiled that had me wanting to attack his lips again.

"I know… I never felt this attracted to anyone either." I too smiled.

"Then let's catch that train before they stop for the night." I truly didn't know what was happening to me, but I liked it.

I felt undeniably attracted to this guy and I wanted him.

He made me feel relaxed, free even…

I had never done anything like this before, but maybe this was what I needed. One night spent with a charming and beautiful stranger who made me feel good about myself.

I deserved not to think about the consequences of my acts – do as I pleased – for at least one night in my life. I had gained that right.

He made us get up and reached for my hand, urging me to start walking with him.

"Let's go." I smiled brightly at him while cuddling against his side.

Yes, I deserved this night!

So, should I continue this story or not really?