TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE DAY? Yes... I felt generous:)

Chapter 4-

"Edward. Edward! Are you even listening to me?" Sighs fall from her bright red lips.

She runs her tongue over her top lip, cocks her head to the side.

Examining me.

Why must everyone do that?

"No. Rosalie I'm not."

Perfectly shaped eyebrows raise, and her head shakes.

"Emmet. You were listening right?"

"Yes Babe." The overly huge, brown haired man grins.

My Idiotic brother.

I look away from them.

Over to her table.

She's watching me.

Her eyes search my face.

They soften.

My heart speeds up, my pulse races, hands get sweaty.

My heart absolutely soars.

And I don't let it show.

My face is impassive, and I quickly look away.

I can't let it show.

Cannot show her how much it matters to me that she looks at me.

I cannot show her how much her stolen glances and faint smiles make my heart stutter.

She is my weakness.

"Bella's coming this way." whispers the platinum blonde sitting in front of me.

My head snaps to the side.

She is walking this way.

Feet move towards me, hips swaying, lip sucked between her teeth.

She always knew what affect that had on me.

She stops right in front of me, but does not bother to look towards me.

I inhale.

Strawberry and freesia attack my senses, I can smell her.

I swear I can almost taste her.

"Hey Emmet, party at my house tomorrow night. You're coming right?" she questions.

Soft spoken, quick and gentle.

Love's voice is like no others.

"Of course." He grins, swinging his large burley arm over Rose. "Right babe?"

She elbows him in the ribs.

He cringes.

"No. We aren't. You can leave now Isabella." She states, voice threatening.

"We used to be acquaintances Rosalie. Thats not a nice way to talk to a friend."

She murmurs, I stare at her, captivated.

I'm always captivated by her.

By everything she does.

But I know I shouldn't be, so I push my chair back. Grab my bag, and swing it over my shoulder.

I begin to walk away, ignoring the stare I can feel burning into my back.

"You're invited too Edward. Hope to see you there." Love yells.

I freeze.

It's the first time she's spoken directly at me since it happened.

Back tenses, and I know she's expecting me to turn around, I don't.

I straighten, grip my bag tighter and continue to walk away.

Leaving her behind.

Because she's always leaving me behind.

A/N I hope you liked it. This story has a different writing style. I wanted to try it this way and see how people responded. Not all of my stories will be the same format.

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