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-MW-
Chapter 14
"You Make It Real For Me – James Morrison"
Bella POV
"We'll miss you, Bella!"
"I'll miss you too." I said.
They just announced that my flight was ready and passengers could enter the plane already. I stood there, hugging my practically-already-family , not knowing when I'm going to see them again.
"Call us when you land." Rose said.
"Yeah, and make sure you don't leave anything on the plane! Remember when we went to the Caribbean?" Jasper said, giving Alice a look..
We all laughed, remembering how Alice left her purse and her carry-on in the plane, making Jasper run back to the plane and stop it before it took off.
"I won't." I promised.
"Don't ride those boats that only go in that river, what was that… They're so small! I went on vacation there a couple of years ago and I kept falling in!" Emmett cried.
We all laughed at him and he just had a totally serious look on his face, wondering why we found it so funny. Not even being in a completely foreign country could be a big enough adventure for Emmett.
"Oh, and don't forget, I asked one of my designer friends in Italy to pick you up when you land, so at least you'll know someone over there. His name's Felipe." Alice said.
"Thank you, Alice." I smiled at her.
"Have you spoken to him?" Rose asked me in a quiet voice.
Everybody fell silent, eyes on me, waiting for my answer. I shook my head.
"No."
"Last call for all first-class passengers of Flight Number 913 to Venice, Italy." A voice called through the speakers.
"I guess that's me." I hugged each one of them individually this time, saying my last goodbyes.
"Rose, take care of the company for me, okay?"
"I will."
"And, Emmett, try not to distract her so much. She's got more responsibilities now."
Emmett just laughed while Rose blushed.
"Take care of yourself, Bella." Jasper said.
"Jasper…" I hugged him, "Thank you, for everything. I love you, bro."
"I love you too, sis."
We pulled apart and I tried to not let the tears flow before I reached Alice, but to no avail, we both started crying and hugged each other tightly.
"I'll miss you, Ali."
"I'll miss you too."
"Try not to give Jasper a hard time, okay?" I said, half-heartedly.
"You know I won't do that." She joked.
"Yeah, I know…"
"I love you, Bella, don't ever forget me. Not even for a day."
"Never, Ali, never."
I picked up my carry-on and slowly, reluctantly made my way to the entrance. I took one last look at the four of them, standing a few feet behind me, memorizing each of their faces.
Italy, here I come.
Alice POV
"Is everything ready, Ali?" Jasper asked from beside me.
But before I could answer him, my phone rang and I immediately answered it, I already knew who it was.
"Is she on the plane?" the voice on the other end asked.
"She just boarded. I told her you'd be picking her up."
"Alright. I've already got everything settled here."
"That's great."
"So, she'll be arriving here tomorrow morning, right?"
"Yup. Seven-thirty."
"I'll be there."
I snapped the phone shut and turned to Jasper again, smiling up at him.
"Everything's set."
Bella POV
You wanna know what I keep thinking about?
That night at the Ball when I was about to tell Edward that I loved him.
I was walking towards him and I could feel confidence surging through me. For once in my life, I wasn't afraid to do something. I didn't see any reason for me to be afraid.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have officially landed in Venice, Italy. It is now Seven-thirty in the morning. We hope you had a pleasant experience with us! Have a nice morning!"
Finally.
I unbuckled my seatbelt and stood up to grab my bags from the compartment above me, waiting for my turn to exit the plane.
"Thank you for flying with us, ma'am, have a nice day!" a stewardess greeted me.
"Thank you." I smiled back at her.
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I ran as fast as I could with my cart to the baggage claim so that I wouldn't be run over by people, and thankfully, I got there just in time. As soon as I had my luggage, everyone started coming to the claim and crowding around to get their bags as well.
Then I made my way towards the main entrance of the airport.
"Felipe, Felipe, Felipe… Felipe… Hm… He should have a sign…"
I was looking around the airport for Alice's designer friend, Felipe. She never did tell me what he looked like, so I was stuck here with the trouble of trying to find this Felipe-guy, with nothing as a clue to what he looked like.
I saw a group of people standing outside the automatic glass doors, holding up little cardboard and whiteboard signs with the names of the person their supposed to be here for.
I went outside, pushing my cart, and made my way towards the people. I searched for my name and then I finally saw it.
"Bella Swan, New York"
A middle-aged man was holding it. He was wearing an all-black outfit and had a beard.
I sighed and walked towards him, a smile formed on my face. This guy just saved me a lot of time for wandering around aimlessly.
"Hi, I'm Bella Swan. Are you Felipe?"
"Yes, hello Bella," he greeted in his thick Italian accent, "right this way please."
He took my cart for me and led the way to the car while I walked right behind him. I noticed that I had a lot of luggage with me. Alice made me pack every single thing in my closet and then begged me to go shopping for more clothes. They were all stacked so high that I couldn't see what was in front of me, and I had to wonder how Felipe could know where he was walking.
We were approaching the car when I saw Felipe make his way to the back to put my luggage in the trunk, and then I stopped dead in my tracks at the sight before me.
"What are you doing here?" I whispered, but I knew he could hear me.
He walked towards me.
"Picking you up. Medium French vanilla with a little whipped cream, right?" he held out the cup in front of me.
"Edward." I warned him.
He stopped right in front of me, his eyes doing that smoldering thing again.
We were staring at each other for what seemed like a long time before his face broke into a smile and he spoke,
"The company's opening a branch here in Italy. They've already approved and we start construction the same day as you do. Actually, we'll be sharing a building."
Are you kidding me? Not only is the man I am trying to get away from here, right in front of me, but I'm going to be seeing him every single day?
Wait a minute.
"Excuse me?" I said incredulously.
His smile turned into that crooked grin I loved so much.
"Well, I wasn't going to live without you." He said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Tears started to form behind my eyes and I had to look at the ground to hide them.
"I'm so sorry, Bella… for everything. I wish there were some way to explain to you without making it sound like a bunch of excuses."
The tears were flowing now, and on top of that, I was holding my breath so he wouldn't hear me cry.
I finally looked up at him, wiping my face and letting a few sobs escape.
"Are you here to torture me? You're here to use me some more? Then I'm sorry to disappoint you because, really, Edward, I don't think I have anything left that can be used."
"Bella, please believe me. That's not why – "
"Why are you here?"
His eyes grew soft and he titled his head just a fraction to the left, making his hair bounce lightly. He placed the coffee – which was probably cold now – on top of the car and took my hands in his.
I didn't pull away.
"Because I wanna take you on a date. A real date. The kind where I actually ask you. And I don't care if you come home late from work because I'm going to wait for you, no matter how long it takes. And I want to talk about cars with you because you're the only girl I know that has a real interest in them. And I just want to hear you talk, I want to hear your voice all the time. And I want to be the only one to make you do this…" he brushed his hand across my cheek, and I immediately felt the heat forming there.
"Because I love the color on you. I want to hug you anytime I want and kiss you and hold hands with you… And someday, I want to marry you, Bella. I want to have kids with you and a big house and… everything. I want everything with you."
I let out a short laugh. Here he was, pouring his heart out to me, and I laugh… because of the innocence of it. How something so simple can make me feel like I have everything I needed right in front of me.
I looked him directly in the eyes, making sure that he completely understood what I was going to say next.
"I love you."
The corners of his mouth slowly turned upward – this was one of those smiles that reached all the way up to his eyes. And then he leaned in and kissed me softly.
It wasn't that long, and it definitely wasn't like those heated kinds of kisses that you see in TV shows nowadays, but it was incredible in its own way. And all I could remember was the look in his eyes before the moment our lips first touched. Though I couldn't quite put my finger on it…
I have never felt weaker in my entire life. But it was a good kind of weaker. The kind that made your insides all warm and can only be described as so peaceful yet at the same time so uncontrollably phenomenal.
He rested his forehead on mine with his eyes closed, and we just stood there in the parking lot like that, listening to the sounds of our breathing.
He opened his eyes and I saw that same look again, the one he had before we kissed.
"I love you, Bella."
I smiled at him, realization dawning upon me.
That was it. Love.
Well, duh, what else would it be?
You again?
You can't get rid of me that easily. Actually, you can't get rid of me at all.
I figured as much…
So, how does it feel finally being with lover boy over here?
What are you talking about? I love him.
Yeah, I got that. But are you sure about this?
You know, I should really have brain surgery or something. Maybe I can finally get you out of my head.
You can't get rid – just answer the question.
I kissed him again, longer this time, and looked at every inch of his face, saving his eyes for last. They were still the same green orbs I'd seen that day when he slammed the door on me – literally.
I smiled, remembering that day, and was suddenly so grateful for doors that opened inwards.
Yes, by the way, I am sure.
I have never been more sure of anything in my entire life.
And this is where "It Takes Two" ends.
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-MW-