Five Minutes To Midnight, Twilight (tylko EN pow. 100,000 słów)
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Storyid: 4820723 FanFiction.net Name: Five Minutes To Midnight Author: ShellyHale Chapter 1 to 46 ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### Chapter: 1 Please just don't play with me My paper heart will bleed This wait for destiny won't do Be with me please I beseech you My lips, are sealed for you My tongue is, Tied to, a dream of being with you To settle for less, is not what I prefer "My Paper Heart" By The All-American Rejects. Bella's POV. “Bells! There you are!” I closed the door to my locker loudly as I heard the sound of His voice. “What do you want?” I asked acidly. “Im sorry I didn’t catch you on Sunday. Sam wanted to have me over to introduce me to Leah’s cousin, Emily. It was cool but there was something wrong. Sam looked a little shifty, I didn’t like the way he looked at Em. I think Leah noticed too,” Jacob rambled on. I breathed in heavily. “Are you done?” He raised an eyebrow at me. “Fuck what’s up your a-” “You have the nerve to even fucken ask!” I looked at him in disbelief. “You cant honestly still be mad at me, right?” He asked, sounding positive that I wasn’t. “Im sorry Bells, but you know Billy wouldn’t have ever let that one go! And Charlie isn’t that fond of me, imagine if he figured it was my idea and all.” “Yeah, and Im the one who got it on her record and a Saturday for not ratting your ass out. But I just speak for myself right? I mean that’s what friends do!” “Damn Bella. Im sorry….” He looked slightly sad. “I’ll make it up to you.” “Whatever,” I rolled my eyes at him. “Are we cool?” He asked me. I looked up to my oldest friend. His russet-colored face showed sadness at my sudden cold attitude towards him. And his dark-eyes reflecting the same feeling. I sighed. “Sure,” I pushed his jet-black shaggy hair to the side. “I cant stay mad at you when you have such an adorable puppy face,” I laughed, as I gave him a smack on the face. “Bella!” “Oh No,” I covered my eyes, wishing that it would turn me invisible. “Ha Ha,” Alice pretended to laugh. “Alice!” I whined. I knew why she was looking for me. “Come on Bella! It’s just for a couple of Hours! I promise it will be fun!” Argh. As soon as we had entered through the doors of Fork’s high, Alice dragged Rosalie and I away from the boys to discuss a shopping Trip she had been dying to take. Apparently, Alice was a compulsive shopper. And just for my luck, my first two girl-friends, were both shop-aholics! I counted on Rosalie to reject the pixie’s idea, but she agreed. “Ally, shopping for hours isn’t my kind of idea of Fun,” I informed her, giving her an annoyed look. “Then what is?” She asked. “Skateboarding, vandalizing, stealing Aro’s Car,” Jacob told her. He looked a bit serious. “Uh-huh,” Alice turned away from him and back to me. “Please Bella!” “No,” I said determinedly. “Please!” “No!” “Please Please Please! “No! Now in Spanish, No!” “Please!” She bounced on her tiny feet, pouting. Argh! Damn me. “Fine,” I sighed in defeat. And I thought Emmett caved like a kitty. Alice wasn’t half as intimidating as Rosalie. Ah, but whatever gets her to stop bouncing. “I adore you!” She launched herself at me, giving me a tight squeeze. “Im going to find Rosalie!” She began, walking away Gracefully. Just like she knew how. Stupid Alice. “What,” Jacob said skeptically. “-Was that!” He pointed to the petite figure walking down the hall. “Huh?” He gave me a puzzled look. “That small chick! You talk to Alice Brandon, now?” “Yeah,” I replied simply, not catching on, why he was so surprised. Wasn’t I capable of making friends? “Are you serious?” He laughed mockingly. “That train-wreck? She is worse than us. Worse than us put together Bells! And we are the schools biggest outcasts!” He snorted. “She’s sweet,” I defended the Pixie. “She is a really good friend and person, so please stop bashing her,” I frowned at him. “Friend?” He repeated like he never heard the word before. “Next thing your going to tell me, is that your friends with the Hale Bitch.” When did Jacob Black ever grow hatred towards Alice? Rosalie I could understand, but Alice? He mentioned once how we should bring her to our anti-social gatherings. Meaning just lunch at out loner-table. “Rosalie is decent once you get to know her. Still bitchy but less annoying,” “What?!” He breathed. “Seriously Bella, what happened to you these past two days?” “Swan! Think Fast!” “Wh-” I was cut short as a basket-ball came flying towards me. It bounced off my forehead, causing me to stumble backwards, and land on my ass. “Ow,” I winced. “You’re an Idiot Emmett!” I heard the velvety voice grow with anger. “Dude! She has bad reflexes! don’t blame this on me!” Emmett roared with laughter, as he gave me a small wave. “Think Fast?” I scowled at him. “That’s for a football not a basket-ball,” I blurted to Emmett, as the soft warm hands of Edward Cullen helped me off the floor. “Whatever. It’s still a ball,” Emmett rolled his eyes. “Are you okay, Love?” Edward inspected my face. He brushed his fingers softly against my forehead, checking for any signs of damage. “Definitely,” I whispered as our eyes locked. “I missed you,” He smiled. “Alice didn’t even give me a chance to walk you to class,” “Or to say Goodbye,” Emmett added, making loud kissing noises. “She’s planning to torture me,” I said to Cullen. “It’ll be fine,” He pressed his lips to my forehead. “Ehem” Jacob cleared his throat loudly. Fuck! I just remembered he was here. I mean you cant blame me, right? Im barely getting used to Edward Cullen….Oh Shit. Jacob. Edward. Suck me side-ways! I didn’t tell Jake about Edward. “What’s going on Isabella?” Oh great. Jake never called me Isabella. The look on his face confused me. He looked….heartbroken? “Um,” I pushed Edward slightly away from me. “Jake this is um…Emmett McCarty,” I motioned to the grinning idiot. “And this is Edward Cullen…He’s my…” What exactly was He? I mean sure we loved each other but we never got into terms of what we were. “Im her boyfriend,” Edward said simply. A couple of words that sent my heart beating faster, and a light flush to redden my cheeks. “Pleasure to meet you,” Cullen said politely as He extended his hand to Jacob. Jacob started throwing daggers. “I’ll see you after-school Bells,” He leaned forward and kissed my cheek like he usually did, and stalked off. Not bothering to even look at Edward. Emmett began to laugh again. “I think the dude doesn’t like you Cullen,” He spun the basket-ball with his finger. “Bella has game,” “Did I interrupt something Bella?” Edward asked in a firm voice. Humph. Is this what a guy looks like when he is jealous? Does his jaw tighten, fists clutch, anger grows in eyes? I think So. “No,” I looked at him like he was Insane. “Jake’s a friend. I mentioned him in Saturday detention,” I remind Him. “Remember the mastermind behind the auto-theft?” “Oh,” His eyes soften. “Well,” He cleared his throat and threw Emmett a look. “Lets head to Lunch,” He smiled again. “Lunch?” I asked. I began to grow panicked. Lunch. Cafeteria. People. Everyone. All of the Student Body. “Don’t worry Love,” Edward said taking my backpack with one hand, and taking my hand with his free one. “I’ll be with you every step of the way,” Wow. He guessed what I was feeling. Well thinking.I just hoped that we werent making a mistake. That I wasnt making the mistake. Edward Cullen had everyone at his feet, and I was placing myself there. Wishing that he wouldnt Hurt me. He gave me one more dazzling grin, and we began walking towards the Cafeteria room. Entering as a couple. Well this sure will be a surprise. Eeeeee!!!!xD I hoped you guys Like the first chapter. Ill try my hardest to make it as awesome as the first story. Any ideas are welcomed. Thanks so much for the support! And wel...Enjoy it! :D ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### Chapter: 2 I do believe it's true That there are holes left in both of our shoes If the silence takes you Then I hope it takes me too So brown eyes I hold you near Cause you're the only song I want to hear "Soul Meets Body" By Death Cab For Cutie. Edward's POV. Jacob Black. Bella’s Best Friend. I don’t think I like the sound of that. It took all I had in me not to beat him shitless for kissing her on the cheek. A ritual Im sure was part of their usual routine. Something I was seriously going to have a problem with. Argh. I would have to put up with it. It’s not like I can force her not to talk to him. She’s known him longer than me. And I doubt an argument is what our relationship needs. I rolled my eyes. Because that’s the way to start off. “I don’t think Black liked me,” I muttered to the dazzling beauty walking by my side. She kept looking forward for a couple of seconds. “Don’t be ridiculous, Cullen” She said after her moment of silence. “It’s just….” “Just what?” I asked as we turned the hall. We were headed towards the Lunch Room. “Seriously Bells,” Emmett interrupted walking briskly behind us. “How do you ride this thing?” He chuckled a bit. He was trying to ride Bella’s skateboard. A bad idea for a guy as muscular as Him. He might end up breaking it. “Bella,” I called as her facial expression went blank. Her brown-eyes came back to life. “Um,” She breathed in. “It’s been him and I for so long, I don’t think he ever expected me to find someone.” “ To Have a boyfriend, you mean?” I corrected her. There was something about Jacob Black that told me the problem wasn’t that she had other friends. His rudeness was due to me. He never expected Bella to find a boyfriend. At least in his dreams he figured it would be him. “I guess…” She shrugged. And that was the cue that the subject must be dropped. “So where are we going to sit?” Emmett asked, easing the awkwardness between Bella and I. “Jasper said he would save us a table,” I informed him. “I saw him passing through Second period and he asked me the same thing. We decided a table where all of us could sit would be better,” “Good thinking Jock,” Emmett slapped my back. “You don’t want to sit with your friends?” Bella spoke up. With her voice gaining its usual loving tone. I want to live where soul meets body And feel, feel what its like to be new I chuckled. “No. I don’t think you would appreciate sports talk or the guys talking about what girls did to them,” Something that I really wasn’t going to miss. Although I grew up with most of them, I would drop them in a second to be able to be with my Bella. “I don’t mind really,” She smiled. “Jakes a male, I think I heard a lot about what guys think,” She giggled. I cannot guess what we'll discover Between the dirt with our palms cut like shovels But I know our filthy hand can wash one another's And not one speck will remain Shit. She wanted to join my table. “Um No,” I shook my head slightly. The guys didn’t know about Bella. It’s not that I wouldn’t want her to join me with my friends, its just they are not the type of appropriate people I would want my Love to be around with. What if I scared her off? What if she thought I really was full of it? Not a chance Im willing to take. “Food!” Emmett yelled, as he pushed past us and opened the Cafeteria doors. He inhaled loudly. “There’s nothing like the smell of Pepperoni Pizza,” He said happily. “ Come on Bella,” I laughed as she froze at the entrance. “Please don’t tell me your scared…or embarrassed,” I added. Could she? She was making a big deal out of this. And at least the Bella I met on Saturday, could care-less about what people thought. “Scared, maybe. Embarrassed? Never. “ She assured me as she tighten her grip on my hand, and we joined Emmett inside. “Good,” I noticed everyone, slowly, began to lift their heads up as We entered. Something that usually happened when Rosalie or I would come in through the doors. Like we were something amazing. At least I doubt I was. “Jazz is over there,” Emmett pointed out, as he chewed on a slice of Pizza. We past my regular table, and all the guys stared as I passed them, with Bella on my side. But what earned a glare, was that Emmett was talking to me. “Walk Love,” I whispered to Bella as her cheeks gained a beautiful red color. She was absolut...
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