A/n Hey guys!!!! This is the last chapter. Can you believe it? I posted the first chapter on the 1st of January and now it's May. Wow!!! My longest running story EVER!!!!! I would really, really love it if everyone who reads this would review it. It would mean a lot to me. I know it probably won't happen but it would be amazing if it did. Even just a few words like "Loved it," or "Hated it," would be awesome! =]
If You Could See Me Now.
I do not own Twilight or Cecelia Ahern's If You Could See Me Now. This is my version using Twilight characters. I have changed the storyline but incidents that occur may seem similar to those that happen in the book.
Chapter 26: A Familiar Face.
The rain was plummeting down, falling in sheets from the sky. There was a steady "tap, tap, tap" rhythm as it hit the kitchen window. The sky was a dull gray. The sun was straining to shine through the clouds. Overall, it was a typical day in Forks. I was standing in the kitchen, making enchiladas as dinner for Cormac and I, when he popped his head around the door.
"Mom," he called, "there's someone moving in across the street."
"Really?" I turned to him. "How about we go see them after dinner? Welcome them to the area and all that."
His face brightened. "Okay." He walked out the door. As he shut it, I heard him mumble something, but all I could catch were the words "wonder" and "dog." I laughed. Cormac really loved dogs. His birthday was coming up, and a dog could be a good idea as a gift. I decided to take him to the animal shelter next week to let him pick one out.
After putting the dinner on, I went around the house, tidying, vacuuming, and polishing until it was ready.
"Cormac, dinner's ready." I went into his bedroom, where he was sitting staring out the window. I stood beside him and looked, too. He was watching the people moving in next door. Well, actually, from what I could see, it was only one person. I thought it was a man because all the people I could see were men. I assumed that one of those people was my new neighbor. I'd have to investigate further later. He, whoever he was, seemed to be fairly well off. There was a shiny, new, silver Volvo parked in the driveway.
I stood there for a few more minutes and finally found my new neighbor. He was pretty tall, but I couldn't make out any facial features, because he had the hood from his jumper up to save him from the rain. Man, what a day to choose to move house. I felt sorry for them. Maybe later I'd bring over some soup and sandwiches in case he felt poorly.
"Mom, didn't you say that dinner was ready, like, twenty minutes ago?"
Crap! I rushed down the stairs to find the enchiladas burnt to a crisp. I sighed, scraped the contents into the bin, and soaked the dish in water. After rummaging through the fridge for something to eat, I finally came up with salad, a cooked chicken from the shop, and some leftover soup from yesterday. I guessed it would have to do. Chicken soup and a light salad. I heated some of the soup for Cormac, and then left the remaining to bring over next door later. I also made a few chicken sandwiches.
After our dinner, I told Cormac to do his homework before we went over to visit our new neighbor. It was about five o' clock. That was not too late to visit, was it?
Walking across the street, I thought about how he might react. What would I do if I had just moved in and someone came knocking offering me soup and sandwiches? Well, I didn't know what I'd think, to be honest, since I'd never actually been in that situation.
I rang the doorbell and waited for an answer.
"Mom, if he has a dog, can I play with him?"
I looked down at my son. "Shh, we have to see if he has a dog first."
"I'm sorry, but I don't," a velvety voice answered. A very familiar voice, I might add. Too familiar. I looked up sharply and my eyes widened.
It couldn't be.
It was Edward, but it couldn't be my Edward. This was just some Edward lookalike, who also just so happened to sound like him and even smell like him. I couldn't help myself, but I had to breathe in deeply to familiarize myself with that beautiful scent of his. This Edward was the double of my Edward. The same disheveled bronze locks that fell into his eyes, the same emerald pools for eyes, even the same blue converse he always wore. This had to be some sort of dream. It couldn't possibly be real.
"Hi, I'm Edward." He held out his hand and I took it. As his skin touched mine, I could feel the same tingle run through my body, setting my nerves on fire. An obvious shiver ran down my spine, and I blushed at my reaction. The clone Edward just smirked at my blush, and winked.
"I'm… uh… Bella." Great now I couldn't even form a sentence properly. "We brought you some soup and sandwiches. I thought you might like some because we were watching you earlier. I mean… I wasn't watching you. I saw you… earlier, that is, while you were moving. It was raining and…" I just trailed off and blushed even deeper.
"Well, that was very nice of you. Why don't you come in, I'll heat this up, and you all can have some." He smiled gently at me.
"Thanks, but we already had our dinner. I brought you some soup and chicken sandwiches. Is that okay?" His face seemed to fall a little, but a second later it was the same dazzling smile that made my knees go week. My Edward always smiled like that.
"Well, come on in anyway, and thanks. Chicken is by far my favorite." He smiled and winked again.
This man couldn't possibly be my Edward. I mean, for one thing, other people could see him. Unless there was some way for people like him to be… um… normal. I wanted to stay with this man for another while. Even if he wasn't my Edward, he was proving to be a great substitute.
"Thanks." He stood aside and let us pass. Cormac, who had been quivering on the spot during the entire conversation, ran right past him and into the house.
"Thanks, Edward. It's great to see you again," he yelled, laughing.
"No problem, Mac!"
Wait! How could he know Cormac's nickname, unless, of course, he really was my Edward? But that wasn't possible. I was slowly starting to think that maybe this could be real, but if that were so, then I was extremely confused. If this were real, then why could everyone see Edward now and not before?
"Come on in, Bella." He offered his hand again and gently pulled me inside. He slowly pulled me to him, and I froze. I didn't know this man. He may look like my Edward, he may sound like him, but there's just no possible way he could be my Edward.
"Shh, Bella," he whispered, "it's okay. It's me. Really!"
I wanted to believe him. Really, I did, but it just seemed so impossible. He started to hum something. A very familiar tune. The one neither Cormac nor myself could get out of our minds since we met Edward. The same one the little girl had been humming at the exhibition. It was my tune, my lullaby.
"Oh, and Bella, your exhibition was amazing," he whispered again before smiling at me.
I stared at him. I stared deep into his eyes, searching for something. I didn't know what exactly, but I knew that when I found it, I would know what it was. I didn't find anything, and I was so blissfully happy. I didn't find one trace of a lie, not a hint of a joke.
This was real. Edward was here before me. He was here, and I was in his arms.
As his lips found mine, I felt I was going to be smothered by the exhilaration and joy running through my veins. We fitted together perfectly, like two pieces of a puzzle, two halves of the same whole. He was as much a part of me as I was of him, and nothing was ever going to separate us again.
"Welcome home, Edward."
"Glad to be here, love."
Everything was perfect, although I knew it couldn't stay like this forever. We would have difficult times ahead, but every relationship does. We would deal with them together, as a family. Our family: Edward, Cormac, and I.
A/n Alrighty guys! That is it. It's finished. C'est fini! Ta se criochnaithe!
I want to thank everyone who read this, reviewed it, added it to favourtie story/story alert and who added me to favourite author/author alert. It's really means a lot to me. I'm going to say this again, I would love it if everyone would review this chapter.
Keep an eye out for my new story A Memory From A Dream.
Summary:1709-Isabella DeSwannes fell in love with Edward Cuilleno. 2009-Edward Cullen meets the mysterious Bella Swan, a girl he's only just met yet has dreamt about for years. Why does he feel a connection with her and how does she know so much about him? AH/AU
Anyway that is all I've got to say! I really hope you liked the last chapter. I suppose I should say there wil be no epilogue.
Slan! Arrividerci! Au revoir! Ciao! Dos Viadanya! Goodbye.
Helen/Hen/Charms - I call myself Charms now and that's all thanks to Leon McFrenchington. Hahaha! lol