Disclaimers:
Random Person - Can I have one copy of twilight please?
Badass Hathaway - Sure. Since I own it, I have heaps of copies to spare.
Ankle Deep - But we don't own -
Badass Hathaway - Shut up! Of course we own it. Sorry Miss Ankle Deep
doesn't know what she's talking about.
Ankle Deep - Hathaway... What did I say about taking credit for other
people's work?
Badass Hathaway - nothing now go write or something.
Ankle Deep - we don't own twilight and you don't own Dimitri
Badass Hathaway - I don't care about twilight and don't ever say I
don't own Dimitri! Grrr.
Ankle Deep - Crap. Now she's angry. Run away !
BTW ALL CHAPTER ARE NAMED AFTER A SONG TITLE. LINKS TO ALL SONGS ARE LOCATED ON Badass Hathaways PROFILE.
EDWARD POINT OF VIEW~!
Chapter 4 – Why does she stay?
The room fell into the powerful clutches of silence. Alice's beautiful friend – Bella – remained in the room with me. The only thing heard in the room was her and mine's heavy breaths. I was on one side of the room, and she was on the other. How I wished she was closer…
Bella's clean, fresh smell of flowers lingered in the air. Her perfume was intoxicating. I snuck a glance in her direction. She looked overly calm and collected – but I saw past that. Her eyes held all her emotions. Like a blazing fire, anger shone in them. Anger.
She's angry because she's here with me – alone. I felt my heart fall to my toes. She doesn't like me. The only girl who has captured my interest – doesn't reciprocate my feelings. But who am I kidding? She's Alice's best friend. My sister's best friend. Of course she wouldn't like me.
Feeling hurt – yet not wanting to reveal it – I turned abruptly to face the CD collection displayed at the back of the room. I read the covers over and over again, just trying to forget about the beautiful creature within my presence. No one has ever had this effect on me. I haven't even formally met her or got to know her. How could I have been falling for her?
I was just about to re-read the titles for the fourth time, when the most divine voice I have ever heard sounded.
So…Edward. Can I stay?" Bella said. Her calming voice let all the rejected feelings leave my system. I could feel myself going a bit lightheaded. Wait – she hates me. She only wants to be polite. Tell her she doesn't need to. Why does she stay?
"Okay." Damn. My heart said one thing and my mind said another. My heart one this argument. The things this woman does to me…
I stared at her, trying to get a feel on her emotions. She was relaxed. I was surprised how easy it was to read her. She was like … an open book. I saw her noticing that I was staring at her – so I quickly adverted my attention back to the CD's.
I can't get the image of perfect Bella out of my head. She was so beautiful. Her medium lengthed brown hair looked so soft and shiny. I just imagined running my hands through her perfect hair. And her clothes did her justice. Her plain black t-shirt and dark denim jeans highlighted her figure and brought out her facial features. So beautiful…
Edward! Get your mind out of the gutter!
I looked so plain compared to her. I just wore a plain black top and jeans. In some way – we were wearing matching clothes…
Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see heat rise to her cheeks. She was blushing. The blush just added to her perfect look. It suited her nicely. Wait – Why did she blush? What was she thinking? Her eyes showed … embarrassment? What was she thinking? I would kill to read her mind right now.
Soon the blush was gone and she was calm and relaxed again.
The silence still lingered. It was unbearable. I wanted to make her talk again. However, what to say? What to say to Bella? There was nothing I could say. How was I to make her speak again?
Trying to calm my mind, I again gave the CD collection my attention. Leave my thoughts Bella. Leave. No Stay. Please Stay.
While fighting my mental battle – her voice broke the silence again.
"Ahh… My favourite piece is Debussy's 'Claire de Lune'" She stated boldly.
Claire de Lune was my favorite too! This angel sent from above liked classical music as well. I should tell her it is my favorite too. Maybe she will feel comfortable around me, knowing that we shared similar likes.
Not trusting my voice to come out as strongly as I wanted, I simply stated.
"Okay."
Edward you… you... douche bag. Okay? That's all you could say? Why does she stay?
"I collect classical music too." Her angelic voice sounded again.
Another shared like!
"Okay."
Okay? Okay? Okay? Can't I say anything but that? The is going terribly. Why did Alice need to leave me alone with Bella.
Alice, this was a bad idea. Actually, it was a terrible idea. A dreadful idea! She is going to play.
Sometimes I wonder what my sister really thinks. I wonder if she even has a brain. She never thinks rationally before committing her mind to stuff – like this. She thinks she is a match maker. I know she can see my feelings for Bella. That's my I always go out when Bella stays at our house. She would think I'm a creep or a stalker if I stick around.
"Umm… I need to go." She breathed, barely audible.
No…! Don't leave. Don't. Don't
"Okay."
I looked back at my CD collection, trying not to let her see the hurt radiating off my face.
Why does she stay?
That's it for me…Next two chapter are by yours truly.
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