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She Will Be Loved – Chapter Fourteen
For the first time all week, I woke up without the sound of my alarm clock going off. The fan in my room was buzzing loudly so I sat up on my knees and pulled the string, shutting it off. The noise diminished and I sighed looking around my room. My dress was hung on my door and the windows were letting in the harsh sunlight. I looked at my clock 10:30. I smiled knowing I didn't have to work before getting up.
I went to the kitchen first and got a pot of coffee going before flipping the news on. I felt like I saw the same thing everyday. One person missing here, this big shot is in trouble for this again, and here's what going on in this foreign country. I turned the T.V. off almost as soon as I turned it on and got a cup of coffee. When I had my coffee, I went out to my small balcony.
I had a small table and a set of chairs that got used maybe three or four times a year and today just happened to be one of those days. The air outside was already hot, and my pajama shorts were stuck to my legs in seconds. I slid down in one of the chairs and propped my feet up on the table, catching the occasional breeze. There were people yelling and cars honking but it was easy to get lost in my own little world in the midst of all the noise.
When my coffee was gone, I took my cup inside and grabbed a book before going back out. I sat out there until lunch and by that time I was surprised to temperature hadn't rose very much. I put my book on the coffee table before going to the bathroom and jumping in the shower.
In my room, I threw on an old pair of jean shorts and a tank top. I brushed through my hair and teeth before going into the kitchen to find something to eat. I ended up making an individual macaroni cup and got some honey mustard pretzels from the cupboard. I set them both down on my kitchen table and then went back for a glass of water before I got to eating my lunch.
After lunch, I finished my book and just sort of lounged around my place until 5:00. The first thing I did to get ready for my date was to curl my hair. Which took longer than I thought it was going to and I didn't have it done until 6:15. I did my makeup quick-like and was just zipping myself into my dress when the doorbell rang. I walked down my short hallway to the door trying to zip it up.
I couldn't get it zipped because it was stuck so I ended up opening the door. Edward was standing there and I smiled up at him. "You look great," he said coming in and shutting the door behind him.
"You look good too," and he really did he had on dark wash jeans, a grey t-shirt, and a black leather jacket. He smiled and so did I but I was dreading my next question, "Um, do you think you could help my zip up my dress? It got stuck, and I can't get it," I said blushing.
"Yep, turn around," he said making a turning motion with his finger. I pulled my hair off of my back and turned around like he asked. He tried pulling the zipper up, but it wouldn't budge. I started shaking out of nervousness and looking at my hands holding onto my hair. "Do you mind if I unzip it and zip it back up?" he asked.
"N-no that's fine," I said trying to stop myself to running away from embarrassment. He got the zipper pulled down and I felt his finger trailing up my back getting the zipper where it was supposed to be. I sighed in relief and turned around knowing my face was the brightest red possible. "Thanks," I said, "Let me go get my shoes," I said turning around and going to my bedroom.
When I got in my room, I slipped my shoes on and grabbed my purse from my closet door. I made sure everything was in it before heading back down the hallway to Edward. He was looking at a picture of me and my dad taken at my birthday about a month before he died. When he heard me coming down the hallway, he set the picture down and smiled holding his arm out for me.
When we got to the restaurant, it was pretty busy. "Don't worry," Edward whispered to me, "I made reservations." I laid my head on his shoulder and rested my head on his chest as we walked up to confirm his reservation. "Cullen, party of two," Edward said wrapping his arm tighter around my waist.
"Follow me," the waitress said pulling out two menus. We followed her to the back in a secluded part of the restaurant and sat down at a table for two. The waitress set our menus down and asked for our drink orders.
"I'll have a glass of white wine," I said looking at the drink menu.
"Red wine," Edward said opening to the food part of the menu.
"All right, I'll be right back with your drinks," she said walking away.
"What are you getting?" I asked looking up through my eyelashes.
"Not sure," he said looking up.
"Here's your drinks," the waitress said setting down our drinks in front of us. "Are you ready to order?"
I looked over at Edward and he nodded. "I'll have the ravioli," Edward said closing his menu and giving it to the waitress.
"I'll have the lasagna," I said closing the menu and pushing it toward the end of the table. She finished writing down our order and picked up my menu.
"That should be out soon," she smiled and walked away.
"Have you ever eaten here?' Edward asked taking a drink of his wine.
"No, I don't get out much," I said hiding my face behind a curtain of hair.
"Oh, come on don't tell me you haven't been out since you've been here," he said incredulously.
I blushed, "Um, no, I haven't been out."
"Oh."
We sat awkwardly until our food came and even then we didn't say anything. I really needed this date to turn around otherwise everything I was hoping this date would be was going to go down the drain.
A/N: Sorry this is so late. I've been so busy getting back into my school routine and wrestling cheerleading started last week so I've been very busy. Thank you for all of those that are sticking with me through this story. I am running out of good ideas for things that can do so PLEASE leave me ideas in a review. Thanks for reading, have a good week!