SM owns. Unbeta'd.
This is the a variation of the original witfit I wrote months ago. The whole idea of this story stems from this one prompt.
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I have to get to her.
They said she was heading to the airport. Leaving. Leaving me.
I can't let that happen.
She needs to know.
I've spent too much time letting things go, taking her for granted.
I thought she'd always be there.
I've been a complete asshole.
But this is my last chance.
I fly through the city streets, weaving through traffic.
I silently send my thoughts to her, hoping she can hear them.
Don't go, Bella.
Don't go, Bella.
Don't go, Bella.
I yell at the imbeciles in front of me who've apparently lost all ability to drive, hoping they can hear me.
Finally, my abandon my car, haphazardly parked.
Running through check-in.
Rushing through the crowds of travelers.
I make it past security after buying a ticket to anywhere just to get to her. TSA stares me down like I'm a raving lunatic.
For a moment, I feel lost. I look around, trying aimlessly to focus on things, and I can't.
I look at the boards for departures.
American Airlines flight 833 to Paris, France.
Time- 8:53 P.M.
On time. No Delay.
I look at the time on my phone. 8:59.
That's it.
Out of time.
I slump down a nearby bench, panting, head in hands.
I lost her.
"Edward?"
My breathing halts.
I look up.
"Bella?"
Her face is beautiful. She's in shock, eyes wide, lips open slightly.
"Wh.. what are you doing here, Edward?" Her voice quivers. She inches forward, pulling her rolling suitcase.
"Why aren't you on the plane?"
"I got bumped. I actually only have about twenty minutes, so... what? What are you doing here?" She repeats the question, clearly exasperated.
Okay, Cullen. It's now or never.
I close my eyes, take a deep breath and rise. When I open my eyes, her gaze is intense- her eyes shiny with unshed tears.
"Bella... I love you. I'm in love with you...".
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A/N: OY! Don't hate me. Had to split it up.
If you've read the original witfit (in my story list, Ch 4), then you might think you know what happens. You THINK you know...
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