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I had sat on that bench for much longer than I intended. The sun began to set, creating what looked like a beautiful watercolour effect in the sky. It was a mix of oranges and pinks, blending together perfectly throughout the endless canvas.
I had finished my coffee a while ago and decided to just stay where I was for a while. Earlier that day I had considered going to the library for a little bit to use up any extra time that I had before the concert, but when I looked at the time on my phone, the concert actually began in an hour and it was a good thirty minute walk from the park I was in.
Of course I could just use my car, but traffic was always bothersome and I had just washed it a few days ago, the snow and mud would get it dirty all over again. So, I stood to my feet and began my long trek to the casino that they would be playing in.
A new Foreigner song started to play in my ears as I began walking down the sidewalk. Waiting For A Girl Like You.
So long, I've been looking too hard
I've been waiting too long
Sometimes I don't know what I will find
I only know it's a matter of time
When you love someone
When you love someone
It feels so right, so warm and true
I need to know if you feel it too
I listened carefully to the lyrics, something I always did. A song could have a good beat and rhythm, but a good song has meaningful lyrics. A reason for listening to it in the first place.
When I was with Mike, at first, I was mainly with him because he wanted to be with me. He was the most, quote unquote, popular guy in school, so I never thought in a million years he would ask me out.
Maybe I'm wrong
Won't you tell me if I'm coming on too strong?
This heart of mine has been hurt before
This time I wanna be sure
So, I said yes. The date was fun, we seemed to have a lot in common. We really got to know each other over a bowling match. He beat me every time and was sure to rub it in my face every chance he could. Maybe that should have been a bit of a red flag, but I started to really like him.
I've been waiting
For a girl like you
To come into my life
We dated for about eight months before our break up. I thought I was in love with him after a while so that only made the break up that much harder. After more consideration after the break up debacle, I realized that was far from true. I was not in love with him, I was just in love with the thought of him. The thought of this boy being with me, choosing me over everyone else.
Towards the end of our relationship he started to act differently. He would cancel dates last minute and would just completely ignore me some days. He became distant.
I've been waiting
For a girl like you
Your loving will survive
One day I decided to just go to his house and see what was up after he had been ignoring me the whole day before. I was tired of the silence. I knocked and waited, and knocked again and waited, then I rang the doorbell and waited, but he never answered.
I've been waiting
For someone new
To make me feel alive
His car was in the driveway so he had to be home. He never liked walking like I did. He always thought I was weird for wanting to take in my surroundings, gaze at the scenery. "We've lived here all our lives Bella, there's nothing much to see. And why walk when you have a perfectly good vehicle just outside?" he once said to me. Out of curiosity, I tried the door. It was unlocked. I walked into the living room, calling out his name. Again, I got no answer. So I made my way up to his room.
Yeah, waiting
For a girl like you
To come into my life
You're so good
When we make love
It's understood
I knocked on his bedroom door lightly then gripped the handle, pushing open the door slowly. There he was, asleep on his stomach, with no shirt on. I smiled softly until I noticed the figure that was asleep next to him. Her long blonde hair covered her face as the blanket just covered her naked chest.
It's more than a touch
Or a word we say
Only in dreams
Could it be this way
I gasped and closed the door behind me, sure to close it quietly so they didn't wake up and catch me in the house. I snuck downstairs and walked all the way home. I didn't cry, which surprised me. The next day I broke it off with him. I blocked his number and ended all contact with him other than any classes we shared. He would try to speak to me, try to explain, but I didn't need an explanation.
A few people had said they heard he was just with me so he could make sure he got good marks. I thought about it. He did often ask if he could have the answers to questions and asked if I could just do the homework for him because "I was such a natural at anything smarty." as he put it.
Smarty. No wonder he needed my help.
When you love someone
Yeah, really love someone
All of my feelings for him vanished the moment I saw him in his bed with her. Now, I do not think all men cheat. That is not why I have kept myself away from any possible relationships. Mike was just that way. It wasn't much of a surprise after I thought about it for a while. But as I have said before, I am just too busy with school and I just don't need a relationship right now.
Now I know it's right
From the moment I wake up
Till deep in the night
But then his face made its way into my mind. Like a reminder that there was always a possibility.
There's nowhere on earth
That I'd rather be
Than holding you tenderly
He was so . . . beautiful, if you can even call a man that.
I've been waiting
For a girl like you
To come into my life
I've been waiting
For a girl like you
Your loving will survive
I had never seen any man that had caught my attention like that before. There was no way I could ever forget his face, it was just too perfect. Every curve, every angle, it all went together so perfectly.
I've been waiting
For someone new
To make me feel alive
Yeah, waiting
For a girl like you
To come into my life
I've been waiting
Waiting for you
I would love to see him smile, but I would never see him again. The one that got away, but I never had him in the first place.
I've been waiting
I've been waiting
The song came to a close as well as my thoughts. I continued down the sidewalk until I came upon the casino. There was a line up all the way from the inside of the building that ran along the outside wall. As I approached the end of the line, I could hear many people talking amongst themselves. They had come with friends, or had made some along the way or in line, bonding from their love of the band. They were not here alone. They had someone to share the moment with.
That just made me miss Alice even more than I already did. I would miss her beautiful laugh, mouse-like, almost like a flute. I would also miss her beautiful smile.
I could just imagine it, as soon as they step on stage. Alice's high pitched squeal while she claps her hands with the largest smile across her face. I was brought away from my thoughts when I heard the most beautiful, velvet-like, voice.
It was deep and smooth, as I said before, like velvet. Silk. I pulled my earbuds out of my ears and shoved them into my pockets. I looked up and realized that I had made it all the way to the back of the line already. My eyes were wide as I searched for the owner of the velvet voice.
Before me stood three tall men, two quite skinny but built and the other a very muscular man. I recognized them immediately. It was him. The height, the jacket, the build, the toque. The hair. The shiny, smooth, bronze hair. They were turned away so I wasn't able to see their faces but I knew, even if they were all dressed differently than before, I would know.
They laughed together, making quiet jokes. He threw his head back and a musical laughter escaped his lips. A sound that I wanted to hear again and again and knew that I would never get tired of. But things like that didn't happen to me. And never would. Never with someone so perfect.
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