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Dangerous Love	By : WhisperingMoon Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 2271 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Bella gasped in shock. It was him, the young man she’d noticed when she first set foot on campus. He was even more beautiful up close. His face looked as if it had been perfectly sculptured for her alone. Everything about him, his eyes, nose, mouth, ears, the way his hair was styled, the color of his hair seemed to have been pulled from her dreams of the perfect man for her. He stood towering over her, sheltering her, protecting her from the storm like a guardian angel. He certainly had the face of an angel. She would have gladly stood there and stared into his fascinating features all night had his eyes not distracted her from her thoughts. Those golden eyes bore down on her with the intensity of a lion stalking its prey. There was something dangerous about this beautiful man. She could feel her skin rising with goose bumps.

“Perhaps we should walk to your dormitory before you drown,” he spoke to her in the most loveliest masculine voice she’d ever heard.

Bella didn’t mind drowning as long as she could stand there forever and gaze into his face. He raised an eyebrow when she didn’t move and gently nudged her shoulder with his chest. Even through her wet clothes, she could feel how cold his skin was. “We should try to get out of the storm,” he spoke again louder as if he thought she didn’t hear him.

Bella felt like an idiot. What was wrong with her? He probably thought she’d lost her mind. He was standing out here freezing because of her. She nodded. “I don’t know where my dormitory is. I can’t see.”

“What’s the name?” he asked.

“Goen Hall.”

“I know where it is, follow me and watch your step, the ground is slippery.”

She nodded thinking she’d follow a dreamy hunk like him anywhere. She was taken aback by her thoughts. What was wrong with her? She’d never reacted this way over a guy before. Even Jacob, who she thought was incredibly good-looking didn’t have this effect on her. Then again, Jacob had pissed her off a couple of times which probably spoiled his attractiveness.

This guy spoke to her in a gentle manner as if she was a lady back in the 1800s and he was sheltering her from the storm like a gentleman, something she knew no guy in these modern times would do for her. They would be too busy trying to get out of the nasty storm themselves. She followed him obediently. He walked slowly so she could stay under the raincoat. She noticed he wasn’t wearing anything but regular clothes and his body was position in the direction of the wind so the icy rain hit his body instead of hers. He was soaking wet, but he acted as if it was nothing. They didn’t say anything else as they made their way to the dormitory. Bella was too shock to start a conversation, she doubt he would hear much over the howling wind.

When they finally got to the dormitory, he quickly opened the door for her so she could run inside; she didn’t hesitate to get out of the rain. Once she was safely in, she turned to look for him. He was gone. Bella’s heart skipped a beat in disbelief as she ran to the door and pulled it open to look for him outside. There was no one around. The rain in the wind forced her to close it again. Her heart began to thump loudly in her chest. What had just happened? Where did he go? Perhaps he had been a ghost; he certainly looked like one with the way his pale skin seemed to glow in the night. Or perhaps, he had been her guardian angel after all, but guardian angels didn’t look like they wanted to devour her either.

“Oh! Umm…hey are you okay?” She heard a somewhat nervous voice behind her. Apparently someone had just stumbled up on her. She must have looked a sight. She turned around and saw a girl with dark curly hair watching her curiously.

“Sorry,” Bella mumbled.

“Oh don’t be. I was just surprised to see someone down here, most of the students have retired to their rooms from the weather. You’re shivering.”

Bella looked down at her shaking body. So she was… how strange she didn’t notice.

“I’m Jessica Stanley, resident assistant here.”

“I’m Bella,” Bella mumbled distractedly. She couldn’t stop thinking about the strange young man who had helped her.

“Bella,” Jessica repeated. “Ohh, I know you. Well not know you, but heard about you. Your father came here and asked all sorts of questions about your safety here. I’m sorry I missed you earlier, I was helping another student move in.”

Bella’s face grew slightly warm; leave it to her father to embarrass the heck out of her. Since he was the deputy of the town, the entire school probably knew her.

“You should go up to your room and change. You look really cold and pale. It would suck if you got sick your first week here.”

Bella agreed with her. She’d agree to anything to get the prying girl away from her. She knew she was being rude, but after the incidents of the day, she didn’t know how to act anymore. “Nice to meet you, Jessica,” she managed to say before running up the steps to her floor. She lived on the fourth floor, by the time she made it to the top she was out of breath. She had only fell twice going up the wet steps. She thought that was pretty good from her usual klutziness.

She walked down the hall until she got to her door and unlocked it. Her room was pitch black. It wasn’t until she turned on the lights that she noticed she’d left her window opened. She ran across the room and closed it, then sighed when she realized her desk and books were wet. Her teeth were beginning to chatter noisily as the cold began to sink into her bones. She quickly took out the space heater her dad had thoughtfully provided and turned it on. She spent the rest of the night slowly peeling off her wet clothes that stuck to her body like a second layer of skin, changing into dry sleepwear, blow drying her wet hair and preparing for bed. That night she thought about the two strange men as she drifted off to sleep and wondered if she would ever see them again.

The next day Bella’s alarm clock woke her up at 8:00 a.m. Her classes didn’t start until 9:00. She thought about rolling over for more sleep, but knew she had to take a shower and pick out clothes to wear. Because she had a private room, she also had her own personal bathroom which was just fine with her. She didn’t want to shower with a bunch of other girls down the hall as if she was in gym class. She threw on some jeans and a blue t-shirt. She looked out the window. The sky was gray and there was a light mist in the air left over from the storm. She tried to find her raincoat in case it rained again and wondered if she had left it at home. She threw on her jacket instead hoping she wouldn’t get caught in another storm.

She had registered her classes online, but didn’t know where the buildings were. She spent most of her time asking students to point her in the right direction and praying they didn’t recognize her from yesterday. She found herself passing by the same tree she had run into on her way to one of her classes. She automatically turned to see if the same group that had been watching her along with her beautiful man were in the same spot and was surprised to find out they were. She stopped and stared at them.

He was there, standing in the same spot she’d seen him yesterday and he was staring right at her. Her feet seem to have a mind of their own as they wondered over to him before she could stop herself. He saw her walking towards him and stiffened visibly. She wondered if he was just as nervous as she. The other stared at her, shock clearly on their faces as she approached them, but she didn’t care. She only wanted him. She had to admit she was surprised at herself with this new boldness. This was so unlike her.

She stopped a few inches in front of him. She noticed his nose twitch slightly. He had been leaning back against the tree when she saw him, but now he stood straight and tense. Bella watched as his hands slowly balled into fists as he watched her warily. She blushed, she knew she was being bold and probably intruding on him and his friends, but she felt drawn to him like a magnet.

“I…I..wanted…to…th…thank you for helping me last night.” She wished she could disappear as quickly as he did last night. She sounded like a total idiot stuttering like that in front of him and his friends. She could feel the blood rushing to her face and warming her skin against the coolness of the air.

Bella could have sworn she heard a low growl coming from his throat. He spoke to her carefully between gnashed teeth. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Bella blinked. Surely, he hadn’t forgotten so soon. Maybe she was just some random girl that had gotten in his way. She decided to remind him. “Last night, when it was storming outside, I was trapped in the middle of it and didn’t know how to get back to my dorm. You held your raincoat over me and took me back.”

She watched those perfect full lips move gracefully as they lied to her. “It wasn’t me who helped you last night. You have the wrong person.”

“It was you! I know it was you. I would know you anywhere,” Bella was hurt. Why was he denying that he helped her last night?

“Damn, bro. I didn’t know you had such strong effect on women,” the huge one with the thick muscles teased.

Bella watched as her guardian angel suddenly turned into a Lucifer right in front of her eyes. His mouth twisted into a sneer. “Sorry, you must have been dreaming about me. This isn’t the first time that’s happened. Some lonely girl would see me, dream about me and then confront me about the dream thinking it’s real. Don’t worry; you’re not crazy if others do it too.”

Bella could feel her eyes burning with new unshed tears. Her disappointment went deep. Why was he being so mean when he had been so sweet to her last night? She could feel her heart shattering into pieces. He had turned out to be a jerk. She should have known he was too good, too perfect to be true. She suppose he didn’t want his beautiful friends to know he had been with someone as plain as herself. He was too ashamed to admit it in front of them. She stared at him for awhile, noticing a strange expression flash across his face; he almost looked regretful, only for a second, before he gave her another cynical stare. She turned around and left. So much for her guardian angel…

Edward watched her walk away. He was ashamed of himself for treating her so badly.

“Don’t worry, bro. You did the right thing,” Emmet told him.

“I didn’t want to hurt her,” Edward mumbled.

“It’s better for her to hurt emotionally than physically. Do you think you could live with yourself after killing such an innocent girl?” Jasper asked.

Edward growled. She was definitely innocent and sweet and potent. Her scent had reached him before he saw her yesterday. His had to stop himself from leaping towards her and sinking his fangs deep into her delicate skin. He had never wanted a human so much in his life. The scent of her had drawn him to her like a drug. He had moved behind his family, so he couldn’t see her hoping that would calm him. Then the smell of her blood grew sharply, burning his nose with its intensity. He hadn’t known what happened until Emmet had laughingly told him later that she had ran into a tree. Edward hadn’t been able to control himself when her blood was set free. He had leapt for her with a low deadly growl, but his family had caught him in time and had taken him away.

She had caused him to almost blow their cover. No woman had ever done that to him. He had spoken with Carlise, his surrogate father, about it and he and Jasper told him they had went through a similar experience. Out of all the humans in the world, there was always that one rare human to cause a vampire to lose complete control over the scent of their blood. Carlise who had always been kind and compassionate for as long as Edward had known him admitted that he hadn’t been able to control himself the first and last time it had happened to him. The woman had perished. Jasper had also taken the life of a human. She had walked passed him during his second week as a vampire. She hadn’t stood a chance. They hadn’t wanted Edward to make the same mistake. They had told Edward to go away for awhile if he couldn’t stand it, but Edward hadn’t wanted to leave. He was very curious about Bella. Not only had she infatuated him with the scent of her blood, he also couldn’t read her mind. He had always had the ability to look into the mind of others since he had become a vampire, especially humans, with Bella he got nothing. She was a mystery to him and he was infuriated. Nothing was ever a mystery to him.

That same night he went back to campus with the thought of finding her so he could conquer his thirst for her. He thought if he was around her, he would get use to her scent and he wouldn’t want to feast on her blood. As long as there was something between them, people, buildings, and so on he thought he could control himself. He had hung outside her dorm staring up at her window and trying to fight his urge to kill her when she suddenly appeared outside. He watched her walk away from the campus and into the woods. He knew it would be dangerous to follow her. If he lost control and attacked her, there would be no one to stop him, but he couldn’t help himself. He was curious. He wanted to know what she was doing since he couldn’t read her mind, so he had followed her, silently. He stayed in the trees, jumping from one limb to the next watching, waiting. The scent of her blood was driving him crazy. His control was gradually ebbing away. He realized following her had been a mistake when his mind began to plot her death. He could clearly see she was lost from the upside down map she was holding. Grabbing her and draining her blood would be so easy. No one would ever find her body. Then Jacob showed up. He had never been so grateful to see a person he didn’t like in his life. Jacob had saved Bella’s life. Relief flooded through him as he followed them back to campus. He knew Jacob could sense he was there, he could probably smell him. He didn’t care; right now Jacob was Bella’s guardian angel. Edward’s irritation at Jacob’s rude comments about him were distracting at least, if only a little. He stared at Bella noticing how beautiful she was in the night after the wind blew her hood away from her face. Something other than the scent of her blood and her mysterious defense against his mind reading powers drew him to her. It was as if she had some invisible control over him. Even when Jacob saw her safely to the student union and left, Edward could not stop watching her. He had waited patiently outside for her to come out making sure he was hidden. When Bella walked out into the storm, he wondered if she had lost her mind. Any human with common sense would have stayed in the building until the storm passed, but not her. She actually tried to brave the storm and make it back to her room. She looked so lost and helpless standing in the middle of the rain. He was sure the storm would swallow her up if he didn’t do something to help her. He had dashed towards her room in lightning speed, took her raincoat from her closet and stood over her sheltering her petite body from the storm. She had no clue it was her raincoat he was using since she couldn’t really see in the rain. She had stared up at him with wide eyes full of fascination. The look she had given him would have made him blush if he had been human. She was staring at him as if he were a god. Then her scent hit him even more severely than before because he was too close to her. He wanted her so badly. Once again he could have taken her life as they stood outside, their bodies made invisible by the pouring rain and wind. No one would have noticed a thing, he wouldn’t have left one drop of blood. It took all of his control to walk patiently beside her back to the dormitory. By the time he’d opened the door for her, his entire body was burning with the worse hunger he’d ever experienced. Being with her had been pure torture; he felt he would die if he couldn’t taste her blood. He had run away as soon as she was in the building, far, far away. He didn’t know where he was going in the storm, but he felt he needed to put as much distance as possible between them.

The hunger had finally stopped once he found himself in Canada. Canada… He shook his head at the thought and now she had come to him and faced him and his family bravely just to say thank you. He regretted treating her so harshly, but he wanted her to hate him. If she hated him, she would stay away from him and she would save her life in the process.
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