On The Street Where You Live
A Twilight Fic
By Lennon Drop of Fanfiction

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or My Fair Lady.

Author's Note: I got this idea last night. This fic will probably be little more than a drabble, forgive me. But I thought this song kind of described how Edward felt at the beginning of Twilight.

Here It Begins:

I have often walked down this street before;
But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before.
All at once am I Several stories high.
Knowing I'm on the street where you live.
Are there lilac trees in the heart of town?
Can you hear a lark in any other part of town?
Does enchantment pour Out of ev'ry door?
No, it's just on the street where you live!
And oh! The towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near.
The overpowering feeling
That any second you may suddenly appear!
People stop and stare. They don't bother me.
For there's no where else on earth that I would rather be.
Let the time go by, I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live.

"Edward, why are you humming," Alice inquired. My entire family was staring at me.

"I like this song," we were watching My Fair Lady on Emmett's big screen TV. The movie had never appealed to me before. But after meeting Isabella Swan today... Well!

"You never liked this song before!" Rose commented.

"Well I do now," I rose quickly and left the house.

I sighed. I could not possibly love this girl. I had as much in common with her as Freddy Enysford-Hill had in common with Eliza Doolittle. But even less-so, as I was a vampire and she was a human.

I wandered some more; it was so confusing! Blast! I sat on a rock -- by now I was in the middle of the woods -- and tried to straighten out my tangled thoughts. Bella Swan's very scent made me long to hold her in my arms; or did it make me lust after her blood? Which was it?

I decided that I couldn't love her. It was merely lust for her blood. Nothing more, nothing less.

I stopped that train of thought. I did love her. I did love Isabella Marie Swan!

But what if I couldn't control myself around her? What if the temptation was too great? What if I lost control?

The thoughts scared me. I ran. This couldn't ever be real. I could never love Bella.

The words of the song came back to me.

Let the time go by, I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live.

I could just stay here, on the street, and see her through her window. No, that would make me seem like a stalker. And that was certainly not what I wanted to be.

There was a tree in her yard that led right up to her window. Impulsively, I climbed it. There I was, at the top of a tree, staring into a girl's window.

I smirked, I was like a Peeping Tom.

She's a human, you're a vampire. You have nothing in common. Give up. My conscience was not helping. I did not want to give up. And, by Jove, I was not going to!

I resolved to speak to Bella the next day.

I would no longer have to stand on the street where she lived and gaze in the window. I could be inside with her. Where I belonged.