A/N: I'm so terribly sorry for not updating in awhile. I got caught up with work/ reading other fanfics, lol. Some of them are super good and I neglect my own in order to read them. Sooooooo once again, it's a super short chapter, don't hate me! It's 1:30 in the morning and I have to work tomorrow so yeah. I hope by next week I'll have a new chapter up, cross your fingers. Oh, and thanks for all of you who review, it makes my WHOLE day, I'm not joking.

This song, btw, is by Bright Eyes

I spent the next few days kicking myself for not talking to Bella more. I hadn't seen her anywhere on campus and it was frustrating. I had begun to believe that I had made her up. I wasn't having luck with my music theory class either. I just seemed like we would go over something, then the next day move on to something even more complicated. The only relief I got was when my favorite practice room was open and I could go play the piano.

I liked the practice room because it was in a part of the building where not many people ventured, so I was left alone with my music. Secondly, it had the best piano of all the rooms.

I wasn't sure how long I had been sitting there with my eyes closed listening as I played the music I had just recently composed, something was wrong with one of the chords. I heard a shy knock on the door and instantly I looked towards the tiny window in the door. It was her. At least, I was pretty sure it was. I hadn't seen her in so long, and before that only for a short while, I couldn't remember what she exactly looked like. I could remember what she smelled like and sounded like though. So when she timidly asked if she could come in I gave nodded with great pleasure.

When she came through the door, I saw the heavy walking cast on her leg. I stared at her absent-mindedly.

"Oh," she gave a small laugh that made my heart melt. "I fell." She smiled and I couldn't help but smile back. "

"Does this happen often?" I referred to earlier in the week. She blushed a beautiful blush, looking down to hide it.

"More than you know." She looked up slowly and this time I started the laugh. She smiled once more, she was beautiful. I found myself slouching, something I rarely did when a piano was in such close proximity. I quickly adjusted my posture. I realized that I had no clue why she was in the practice room with me, it couldn't be that she wanted to talk to me was it?

She must have noticed my confused facial expressions. She motioned over to a small table by the piano. Sitting on top was a small notebook. 'Music' was printed in silver on the leather cover.

"I left my music." She said shyly. We both looked at each other. She started to limp over to the table but I beat her and grabbed the small notebook.

"May I?" she nodded. I hoped I wasn't being to forward as I thumbed through the small notebook. I noticed that there were a lot of dog-eared pages. Almost every singly one was filled with measures of glorious notes. She obviously liked to write music. I handed her the small book. My finger brushed hers, my fingers craved to brush her skin again but I resisted.

"So, I take it you like composition?" I asked her trying to make small talk. Her face lit up. A new expression, I hadn't seen before was spread across her face.

"I love it." I could tell by the way she looked that this was a real passion in her life. I wanted to more about her, everything there was to ever know about her. I loved the way the smile played across her face.

"So is that what you're here for, composition I mean?" She looked down.

"Well, no, not exactly, I mean my mom-" she drifted off as though she didn't want to talk about it so I dropped it. I realized that she had been standing with a bum foot while I sat and stared at her.

"You should sit!" I exclaimed and scooted over on the piano bench. She hobbled over slowly and sat down. I didn't realized when I asked her that she would be sitting so close. I could smell her and she smelled amazing. "Is that why I haven't seen you around lately?" I motioned to the cast on her foot. She blushed a deep red that look spectacular on her skin.

"Yeah, I mean, after I fell, I didn't feel like running around to my classes for the next few days. I took a little vacation." I smiled at her comment.

"A vacation, huh? That must've been nice."

"Oh it was."

"Somewhere exotic, no doubt?" She caught on to my little joke and humored me.

"Let me tell you, it was spectacular. She smiled again and Ifelt as though I had melted. I heard her voice and it snapped me out of my reverie.

"What were you playing earlier?" she asked honestly interested.

"Oh, um, it doesn't have a name, I wrote it, but I haven't named it. It's not right yet." I thought deeply about it.

"Play it for me."

"huh," I could only imagine that I sounded very dumb at the moment.

"I'd love to hear it!" Her face beamed with pure, honest interest. I began to play the song, hesitant at first, but I caught her smile from the corner of my eye. I played with a little more fervor. I stopped soon after when the chords just didn't seem to work.

"You should try to resolve down." I looked at her, confusion in my eye.

"Huh?"

"Well," she started softly, her face slightly red. "That last chord was a IV 6-4 chord and it sounds better if you resolve down." I stared at her with much admiration. I started to play the piece again. When I got to the my usual stopping place I switched the chord to resolve down. I had to adjust a few chords after it but I was astonished at the difference. "See?"

"You are amazing, Bella!" I beamed at her. "Thank you so much, you are truly gifted!"

"It's wasn't that miraculous. Really, you learn that in theory one!"

"I guess we haven't gotten there yet." I let out a sigh. "Do you play the piano then?"

"No, I play the English Horn or double reeds in general, but I have dabbled in the piano." She smiled her amazing smile. I loved the way it made her eyes sparkle.

"Well, now that you've heard me play, I can expect a concert from you?

"Sure, once I get back from vacation." I laughed at her wit. It hadn't occured how long we had been sitting there. When I looked at the clock I was suprised. It was nearly dinner time. I didn't want to leave her side.

"You heading to the cafe?" I asked hoping she didn't detect how much more time I wanted to spend with her.

"Actually, no. It's not really a good idea for me to go down the cafeteria with all those people. More of an oppertunity to slip, especially with this cast, it's even easier." I tried not to look upset.

"So, if you're not going the eat in the cafe, where are you going to eat?" I asked slowly.

"Well, the last few days I have been eating canned soup in my room." I looked at her with as much disgust as I could. Just as I hoped she laughed.

"We can do better than that, here I'll take you somewhere to get food." I started to stand. "I've been dying to spend some time in the city." I added. She looked a little skeptical. I outstretched my hand and after a second she took it.

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