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With a frustrated sigh, I dropped my fist. Nerves got the better of me and in defeat for not having any guts to knock on his door, I banged my forehead against the wall instead. I groaned and closed my eyes while I lost any confidence I might have still had. There was no way I was going to knock on his door. I just couldn't do it. I'd stumble all over and make a fool of myself. He was too good for me anyway. What would he ever see in someone like me? I was fooling myself if I thought there was a chance.

I jerked myself away from the wall and started to take the stairs to my apartment. I would eat my dinner alone like I did most nights.

I was only up a couple steps when I heard his door come flying open and him call out my name. He startled me so much that I lost my footing in the stupid high heels I was wearing and stumbled backwards. I screamed and my hands went flying into the air sending the Chinese food flying as well. Before I hit the cement below me, I felt a pair of strong arms encircle me and hold me up. My eyes were still closed when I felt the Chinese food land all over the top of us.

This was the kind of bad luck I was used to. I should have known something crazy like landing in his arms after falling while food came pouring down on top of us would happen.

"Are you alright?" he asked. I kept my eyes closed and just nodded my head. If I didn't look at him it wasn't real. "Can you look at me so I can be sure?"

Internally I was sulking like a little kid who didn't want to do as they were told. I didn't want to look at him. I didn't want to admit to myself that I just screwed things up even further.

"Bella?" he said in a questioning tone as if he really wondered about my sanity. He probably should.

Slowly, I opened my eyes and looked into his endearing green eyes. He gave me a crooked smile with a raised eyebrow as if he was with a patient and trying to give me comfort. "Why don't I take you inside and help you get cleaned up," he offered. I started to protest but before I could say two words, he had me lifted into his arms. Instinctively I wrapped my arms around his neck while he carried me into his apartment and shut the door behind us. This was either going to be a good thing or end badly.

A/N: As requested there will be an EPOV next chapter. We'll see what happens in his apartment through his eyes. ;)

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