I walked out of the room to Edward, my savior.
"You didn't have to wait for me,"how easy it was to act like I didn't care,"you don't have to take me home."
"I don't have to, but... I want to."
"Are you sure you don't have a problem with this?"
"Of course not, now I know you just got released, but I thought I might treat you to dinner."
"That would be really great, you know, you're really great."
Oh no, I can't believe I just said that.
"Thank you."
He looked into my eyes.
I wonder what he's thinking right now. I wonder if he's thinking about me. Maybe he likes me too. Maybe, no no no, I just can't get my hopes up again. Ricky was just too much. The weasel. I don't want to think about this, okay back to the present.
"So, where are we going,"I asked. I had to distract myself.
"Um, I've actually not been to New York in a long time, how about you pick the place and we'll rendevous there."
"Okay,"I didn't want to pick a pricey place, so I went with one of my favorites,"how about we stop at La Bella Italia?"
"That sounds perfect, so I'll meet you there."
It seems like he like likes me, but I can't be positive. I feel like he's the center of the universe and the way he dresses. He's probably powerful or at least rich. He's so beautiful, it almost hurts to look at him, but for some reason, I can't take my eyes off of him. I hope he's okay later, I mean, if they see me with him, I hope they don't hurt him. I think I care about him. But how can I? I don't know anything about him, maybe I can ask him a few perguntas and we can trade information.
"So... what's your favorito color?"
"Well it used to be blue, but now, I don't know what my favorito color is, I guess it can still be blue."
I wonder why he was changing it. Blue's the color of my eyes.
"My favorito color is purple. There's just something about it."
"What's your last name,"I asked.
"Cullen, and what's your name?"
"Oh,... I guess I didn't tell you, my name is Elizabeth Martin, but everyone I know calls me Liz."
"I like that name."
He likes my name. Wow he's so sweet. He hasn't asked me a lot, but I want to know him more, I feel like I need to know mais about him, and I'm not going to let him go easily, which is a weird thing for me to think and I feel like I could watch him forever.
He just smirked.
"You know, if you want, so you don't end up in the hospital again, I could be your body guard."
OMG, he wants to be with me.
"No, I mean, it would be nice, but I couldn't afford it."
"Don't worry, I'll work for free."
Does this mean he likes me? God I hope so.
"Well, I guess that would be cool. Do you need a place to stay?"
"Actually, I'm staying in the same apartment complex you are for a while, so I'll be close. But I'll have to take a break for about an hora each week."
"That's okay, it would be perfect if you would do this for me."
"Well it's settled then, I will meet you at 7:00pm tonight."
With that he threw the money over the assento and got out with me towing behind him.
"You didn't have to wait for me,"how easy it was to act like I didn't care,"you don't have to take me home."
"I don't have to, but... I want to."
"Are you sure you don't have a problem with this?"
"Of course not, now I know you just got released, but I thought I might treat you to dinner."
"That would be really great, you know, you're really great."
Oh no, I can't believe I just said that.
"Thank you."
He looked into my eyes.
I wonder what he's thinking right now. I wonder if he's thinking about me. Maybe he likes me too. Maybe, no no no, I just can't get my hopes up again. Ricky was just too much. The weasel. I don't want to think about this, okay back to the present.
"So, where are we going,"I asked. I had to distract myself.
"Um, I've actually not been to New York in a long time, how about you pick the place and we'll rendevous there."
"Okay,"I didn't want to pick a pricey place, so I went with one of my favorites,"how about we stop at La Bella Italia?"
"That sounds perfect, so I'll meet you there."
It seems like he like likes me, but I can't be positive. I feel like he's the center of the universe and the way he dresses. He's probably powerful or at least rich. He's so beautiful, it almost hurts to look at him, but for some reason, I can't take my eyes off of him. I hope he's okay later, I mean, if they see me with him, I hope they don't hurt him. I think I care about him. But how can I? I don't know anything about him, maybe I can ask him a few perguntas and we can trade information.
"So... what's your favorito color?"
"Well it used to be blue, but now, I don't know what my favorito color is, I guess it can still be blue."
I wonder why he was changing it. Blue's the color of my eyes.
"My favorito color is purple. There's just something about it."
"What's your last name,"I asked.
"Cullen, and what's your name?"
"Oh,... I guess I didn't tell you, my name is Elizabeth Martin, but everyone I know calls me Liz."
"I like that name."
He likes my name. Wow he's so sweet. He hasn't asked me a lot, but I want to know him more, I feel like I need to know mais about him, and I'm not going to let him go easily, which is a weird thing for me to think and I feel like I could watch him forever.
He just smirked.
"You know, if you want, so you don't end up in the hospital again, I could be your body guard."
OMG, he wants to be with me.
"No, I mean, it would be nice, but I couldn't afford it."
"Don't worry, I'll work for free."
Does this mean he likes me? God I hope so.
"Well, I guess that would be cool. Do you need a place to stay?"
"Actually, I'm staying in the same apartment complex you are for a while, so I'll be close. But I'll have to take a break for about an hora each week."
"That's okay, it would be perfect if you would do this for me."
"Well it's settled then, I will meet you at 7:00pm tonight."
With that he threw the money over the assento and got out with me towing behind him.
