Skinny Love.

My hour is up.. and yet, I'm still in the purple room talking to Rayne.

It may be past 3:30 in the morning, but I don't feel tired at all. I know this sounds really lame but, I feel like she's the sun. Shes gives me all the energy to stay awake.

Her laugh is so contagious, her smile makes you want to smile, and that blush. Oh, that blush. Its just so strikingly beautiful on her skin. I may not be able to see much of her face, but I know that behind the mask she wears, a true goddess hides behind it.

"Ok... what do you think of Barcelona?" She smiled while biting her lip.

"They have some of the best music I've heard in ages. Come Back When You Can is an amazing song.. but my favorite would have to be Colors. Do you like them?" I smiled.

"I don't like them... I love them!" she yelled ecstatically. " Please Don't Go would have to be my favorite, but Get Up comes in a close second"

I frowned. Again with the sad music.

My iPhone beeped as I received a text. Tanya.

Oh Gah.

Rayne glanced at the phone, her smile wavering as she watched me ignore the text.

"Is that the lucky Bride-to-Be?"

"Yes..." I frowned, pinching the bridge of my nose.

"You know you still have time to get rid of her..." She reminded me patting my hand.

My phone beeped again.

"Ya... nine hours to be exact."

"You can get a lot of things done in nine hours. I think it would be better to cut things short then for you to be looking at your failed marriage to the crazy cat lady ten years from now."

"She does own a cat right now... " I murmured chuckling.

She grinned. "You shouldn't be miserable in a marriage with out love. Believe me."

"Have you been married before?" I asked glum. Please don't be married. Please don't be married.

"No. Marriage doesn't interest me. It was kinda the kiss of death for my parents. She became the crazy cat lady." She laughed sadly.

"Sorry to hear that."

I glanced at my phone, more than annoyed as it beeped once again.

"Excuse me for a second." I motioned as I grabbed my phone.

She nodded and watched as I opened the door. I gave my phone a silent goodbye as i threw it against the wall. The impact caused instantly shattered the screen.

"That was a $300 phone." She murmured shocked.

"But, I got rid of her for the time being. " I smiled proudly

She smiled, shaking her head while trying to contain her laughter. She yawned suddenly making me conscious that her shift had probably been over.

"I'm sorry for keeping you up."

"It's fine. You're fun to be around."

"Same here." I smiled sincerely. I grabbed her hand and held it mine. I stared at our hands, frowning as our hands molded together. It was as if her hands fit perfectly in to mine and just the thought of leaving her, made me feel more depressed then I ever had in my life.

"What's wrong?" she whispered concerned.

"Would it be all right if I were to come by... and see you again? I feel like we've connected into a deeper level more then anyone I've met before." I rushed as I played with her fingers.

"I'd love that," she said happily. "I feel the same way."

"Thank you."

"No prob."

I opened the purple door, glancing around the hallway just waiting for Emmett to pop out and ask me what I did with Rayne for 5 hours but the hallway was just as deserted as when I arrived.

"Is this place deserted all the time?"

"Actually no. Its pretty packed on No-Straight-Men night." She grinned.

"Wow."

"I know." She walked me out of the club waiting for me to hitch a cab after I couldn't find Jas or Em. Fuckers. They were my ride.

I felt her shiver beside me as the cold Washington chill set it. That's when I first noticed what she was wearing. Her black strapless dress didn't cover much of her body and what made things worse, she was barefoot in a puddle of rainwater.

"God, you must be freezing." I gasped. I removed my jacket, draping it over her shoulder. I took off my shoes and socks and motioned for her to put them on.

She refused, muttering something about me getting pneumonia. I just smiled and chuckled. " I never get sick.. and besides if you're worried that my socks have some nasty gunk in them, don't worry. I don't have foot fungus."

She giggled and sighed. She slipped on my socks and returned my shoes. "I think your non-foot-fungus socks are good enough for me."

I groaned and laced my shoes back on.

The cab appeared, making me wish i could just stand next to Rayne another hour. I turned to her, dreading on leaving.

"Can I try something before I leave?" I asked afraid of what she might say.

"Sure I guess."

I went in for a kiss on the cheek but decided against it as I slid down to my knees and took off my shoes. I slipped her tiny toes in them and whispered, "You'll need them more then i do."

She rolled her eyes and smiled. "Goodbye Edward."

"This isn't a Goodbye, Rayne." I stared into her eyes. "I'll see you later."

I got into the cab and told the driver to take me to the nearest café.

There was no way i was going to sleep that night... because if I did, I was sure that Rayne was too good to be true. She had to be a dream.

The cabbie took me to place that resembled Van Gogh's "Cafe Terrace at Night" and from the looks of the place, it had a lot of people roaming around it at four in the morning.

I ordered at cup of dark coffee, hoping to stay awake the whole morning but to my rotten luck, I dozed off before my coffee could arrive.

The sun was blazing on my back, which was a surprise since the sun was never out in Seattle. I glanced around, my eyes still half shut, as people walked about the streets.

The waiter who had attended me before I fell asleep handed a girl his writing pad complaining that if I didn't pay for the coffee I ordered 5 hours ago, that she should kick me out. Her back was to me but I could see her nod her head. He pointed his fat finger at me and motioned her to get to work.

I grabbed a newspaper from the table beside me pretending to read it as she walked up. I didn't look at her as she cleared her throat. "Can i help you?"

I put the paper down glancing up at her. She took a step back and gasped a little.

"May I have a new cup of coffee? Mine seems to have run a little cold." I gave her a small smile.

She nodded her head, practically running away without asking for my order.

The girl seemed somewhat familiar... but I couldn't get a grasp on who she resembled.

She returned with my coffee in hand, face down.

"Excuse me?" I cleared my throat. "Have we met before?"

She shook her head, leaving me my bill as she left with out a word.

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