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I'd Know You Anywhere

Summary:
It's been 6 years since Edward left in New Moon. Bella and Jacob are still friends, but Bella has been thinking of Jacob as more. While looking at pictures from a night out, she notices someone in the backround from her past. **I'm not allowed to post my stories on here, anymore...due to the Lemons. Read my last chapter of this story.**


Notes:
I haven't really ever written a story that didn't have some sort of lemony goodness in the first couple chapters. They're coming...I promise! :) I hope you enjoy. Vampire Edward, of course.


4. Chapter 4

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I hope he comes back tonight. I was dressed to kill. He wasn’t going to get plain, 17 year old, Bella this time. If he comes back, he’s going to see a sexy, 24 yr. old woman. I was wearing my dark, skinny, blue jeans, and a navy tube top that was tight around the top and had a tight band around my waste. On my feet were black stilettos. My hair had big curls all through it and fell around my face. I decided to apply my make-up a little heavier tonight…I wanted to make sure he noticed me. For some reason, I knew he’d be there.

The club was packed, again. I was sitting at the bar with Samantha and she was telling me about her eventful night. Turns out, Bachelor Number 3 wasn’t very impressive, after all. If Edward were here, he had to notice how desperate I was to see him. Every 30 seconds I was glancing around the bar trying to catch a glimpse of him. So far, I wasn’t successful.

“Hello, gorgeous.” My heart skipped a beat. I felt his strong, icy….wait… I turned around in his arms. Oh,…it’s Jacob.

“Hey. How long have you been here?” I had my hands at my sides while he was trying to dance with me.

“Awhile. What’s up with you? You don’t want to dance?” He gave a silly grin and started shaking his hips. All I could do was laugh. “Come on.” He grabbed my hips and started swaying me to the music.”

“You need another drink.” Jacob ran to the bar to get me another Strawberry Long Island. I closed my eyes, put my hands on my hips and let out a long sigh. The music was blaring in my ears, and I was starting to think that I was losing my mind. Maybe, he wasn’t in that picture. Jesus, Bella…just when I thought I was finally getting over him.

My depression was starting to take over me when I felt a hand on my hips and a drink being put in my other.

“Thanks, Jake.” I was about to turn around but his hips held me tight in my place. All I felt was his nose skim across the back of my hair. His hands gave my hips a squeeze and he was gone. Confused, I turned around. He wasn’t there.

“Here ya go, Bells.” Jacob reached out to hand me a drink. “Um…where’d that come from?” He was pointing at the drink in my right hand. Oh my God. It couldn’t be? Could it? I dropped the drink he handed me and ran into the crowd looking for my mystery man. I know it has to be him!!

I made a couple rounds around the bar…searching…hoping… but, I never saw him. He’s playing with your mind, again, Bella. Stop letting him do this to you.

“I have to get out of here.” I started walking swiftly towards the door.

“Bells, where are you going?” Jake ran up behind me and, practically, chased me through the parking lot.

“Home.” I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes.

“What? You have to close the bar tonight, remember?” He got to my car before I could.

“Shit.” I put my hands on my hips and kept my focus on the ground. My breathing was out of control.

“You’ve been acting weird all day!!! What the hell is wrong with you?” He put his hands on my shoulders. All I could do was try and shake them off of me.

“Leave me alone, Jake.”

“No.”

“JACOB, LEAVE. ME. ALONE.” I suddenly felt smothered.

“NO! WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM, BELLA??” He spun me around and pinned me to my car. He didn’t hurt me. He never would. But, he used all his force to pin me against the car and tried to get me to look at him.

“GO AWAY!!!” The tears were threatening to spill over.

“Fine.” He let go of me and headed back into the club. “But, you still have to close tonight.”

I leaned against my car. My finger was pinching the bridge of my nose and I was shaking my head. Great. I’m having hallucinations and my best friend’s mad at me. Edward’s starting to ruin my life, again, and he isn’t even present. Maybe, Jacob had a right in asking what the hell is wrong with me.

I walked into the back door, and crashed on the couch in our private lounge. My mood wasn’t exactly appropriate for partying. Sleep off his memory, Bella.

“Get up, yo!!! I’m heading out. Do you want me to stay and help you lock up?” Samantha was sitting beside me on the couch.

“Nah. I’ll be fine. Are you going back to our place or…?” I sat up and tried to get the make-up out from underneath my eyes.

“Um,…I’m actually going to catch a ride home with Jacob.” What? “Well, he’s really drunk, so I’m going to make sure he gets home okay.”

“Oh,…um…fine. See ya.” I got off the couch and saw the last, few, drunk partiers leaving.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this? I mean, I know he’s your best friend and all, but you guys never dated or anything. It’s just…he asked if I’d stay with him tonight. I’ll come home if you want me to.” She looked concerned…which, honestly, she should. I’m starting to think Samantha is a tramp. But, this doesn’t sound like Jake. What’s going on with him?

“No, no. I’m fine. I’ll lock up & see you tomorrow.” The bartenders were emptying the trash and gathering their things to go home.

“Ok, Chris is going to wait outside the door for you to walk you to your car.” Chris is one of our bouncers. Nice guy. Huge.

“Sure. See ya.” I turned around and started sweeping the floor. All of the other employees left and I swept the floor, swearing to myself, and completely in a daze.

“I’d know you anywhere.”……..there is was….that melodic voice drifted through me and brought stole me out of my nightmare and back into reality. He’s here. Not sure if I could believe my ears, I dropped the broom and slowly turned around. It was him. His beautiful, amber eyes were staring right back at me.