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Call Me Bella

I had no idea why she was staring at me like that. A glare permanently etched on her angelic face. I was going to tell her it would give her wrinkles when she was older but I seriously doubted that she would like my sense of humour right now. She looked livid and I had no idea why. I honestly believed that if she could get off that bed right now, I'm sure she would be strangling me.

I didn't really know what to do to break the ice so to say. Usually I had no problem speaking to anyone, including girls. They usually thought I was a charmer and would be quick to take an interest in me and start some sort of conversation. Isabella was different though. I had known that the minute I had laid eyes on her.

No girl had ever acted like this before in my presence. Its not like I wanted to be a charmer, my confidence came naturally. Like a self defence mechanism. Usually I would sit and listen to music in my room to pass time. Play some pieces I had made up on the piano. Even strum along some original pieces on my guitar.

When I was out, I built this strong wall of confidence around me. I wouldn't have been surprised if girls had thought of me as a playboy.

Girls that I had gone out with had always been surprised by me. When they met me and I was full of confidence, they had thought I would be fun. I had never had a one night stand before or anything, but girls always took me to be wild and dangerous because of this persona I had put forward. They didn't like it very much when they knew the most outrageous thing I did was make music.

That's probably why I was feeling uncomfortable right now. I knew I couldn't be as confident with her as I was with others. She wouldn't like it. She would probably see me as a conceited arrogant jerk. That is something I didn't want to happen. I wanted her to like me. I wanted to get to know her better because I knew she was different. She would see right through my confidence. She wasn't dim-witted or brainless like most of the girls I had talked to. She could probably hold up a good conversation. Test my knowledgeable limits. She wouldn't be like the others.

I didn't think she would mind if I played the piano or guitar. I didn't think she would mind that much that the most dangerous thing I do outside of work is listen to music and make it as well. I think she would be impressed. Or at least, I hoped she would be.

My cell phone went off. I couldn't believe I had forgotten to turn it off. It was probably because of my haste to get here. I should have known better than to do this. I had been working here as Carlisle's shadow for some time now, hoping one day I could take over from him.

Inbox - Ali - Message Sent Today, 3:24 pm.

Edward! Why haven't you called me back yet! I have already phoned you four times this morning. Do not make me angry! I only wanted to tell you all about my brand new wedding dress. It is so nice. Jasper is going to love it! Guess what.... I've picked out YOUR outfit! That is what you get for not phoning me sooner! Love Ali xxx

I couldn't help but smile at this. I hadn't even realised Alice had been calling me. I must have been in such a deep sleep by the time I got in that I didn't even hear her calling.

Create – New Message – Send To Ali

I can't speak right now, I'm in the hospital. How about we meet up in Little Italy later, say around 5ish? E xx

That should keep her happy for a while. I was so happy that she and Jasper were finally going to get married, even though he had only proposed to her yesterday. I didn't even know if they had set a date yet but no doubt Alice would have already had it all covered. She had probably nearly arranged everything by now. I suppose she would tell me all about it later. I switched off my phone and put it back in my pocket. Looking up I noticed Isabella was looking at me strangely. She didn't look livid anymore. She looked like she was in some sort of daze.

"Isabella?" I said, trying to get her attention. She wasn't exactly staring at me; she was more looking in my direction without blinking which was a little bit freaky.

As if pulling out of her daze her glazed eyes flickered towards mines. I knew my eyebrow was crumbled slightly. I had no idea what was wrong with her; maybe she was given too many meds? I doubted it though. This was one of the best hospitals in New York.

"Isabella, are you alright?" I asked.

"Um, yeah" she said, the blush that I had grown to like, spread over her face like an epidemic, "call me Bella."

"Okay...Bella" I said, giving her a smile.

She smiled slightly as if she was uncomfortable by my gesture. It made me cringe on the inside. I wanted her to feel comfortable in my presence not intimidated.

I knew I had to leave soon even though I didn't want to leave her, not when she was finally talking to me without questioning me about everything. She seemed sad about something and all I wanted to do was to stay and comfort her, but I knew I had to go. The traffic would be getting worse and I had to go and pick up Alice's engagement gift for Esme.

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I felt really embarrassed to be around Edward now. All those weird crush type thoughts that were spiralling around in my head were making me feel really uncomfortable in his presence. I felt like a giggling fifteen year old, except I wasn't giggling. I was doing everything in my power to not look at him. I knew if I did my blush would just get worse. I hated that I had inherited my dad's sense of blushing at embarrassing times. Why couldn't my face be normal!

"So -" I began but I was interrupted by him.

"Sorry, but I'm going to have to leave now. I have to go meet Alice" he said.

My heart dropped then. It must have been the girlfriend. I knew a man with a beauty like his wouldn't be single. Not that he'd want someone like me. I was homeless, poor and had nothing going for me. Alice was probably some pretty looking woman, a supermodel, worthy of a man like Edward.

I hoped my crush on him wouldn't last long. I didn't know how I would cope not only being homeless but with depression that the man I was crushing on was taking.

God, how sad am I becoming?

"Okay" I said, smiling politely, not knowing what else to do. Not talking to anyone for so long makes you somewhat anti-social. It was like learning to be human all over again and now it was over because he was leaving to be with his partner. I looked him over one last time. Not knowing if I would see him again.

At least he doesn't have a wedding ring on!

I hadn't been suspecting what he was about to say next since I had already began wallowing in self pity.

"Is it okay if I come back tomorrow?"

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