Lacuna ¹

21

Now the months of September and October had passed by swiftly. Over those two months Amélie had begun to fit into everyone's lives like a missing puzzle piece, like she had always belonged. She had developed bonds with all her friends, many different bonds. With her group Angela and Jessica were her best friends, sharing all the gossip and bonding of shared hobbies such as photography and the desire to learn. Eric was a close second to Angela and Jessica, Amélie and Eric bonded over the school paper, they focused on gathering information that people would actually want to read and with the help of Angela and her photographs the school paper was a hit. Tyler and Mike were more the jokers and took great pride in making people laugh and one of those people were Amélie. With the Cullens their bond was slightly different. Emmet and Jasper were the overprotective brothers that acted somewhat like children when you whined them up, although Jasper is the more mature one of the two. Rosalie and Alice were then the caring but protective sisters of Amélie. Bonding over fashion and interior design.

And it was clear as day that Amélie's bond with Benedict was a connection much deeper than the rest. From the little looks they sent eachother and the linking of their fingers. Their bond was so much more than anyone else's with Amélie. And Amélie had fallen completely and hopelessly in love with Benedict Arthur Cullen. And Benedict had fallen completely and hopelessly in love with Amélie Rose Archambeau.

Amélie loved every little thing he did and everything that had a large impact. From the way he chuckled at her horrid attempts at a joke and his staring when she would ramble about anything she was interested in. She loved how he listened to her, how helpful he was, how kind and caring he was, how he always made sure she was okay, how his heart was made of pure gold. She had fallen, and fallen hard.

Benedict adored everything about Amélie. From how her laugh is so angelic that he just wants to hear more, how her hair falls perfectly in place, how she would fiddle with the rings on his fingers when she was bored. He loved how she rambled about what she loved, how gentle and kind she is, how she was always first to greet him and talk to him, how her heart was made of pure gold. He had fallen, and fallen hard.

Everyone knew that they were made for eachother but for now they had to wait patiently for one or tge other to admit their feelings, they knew it would happen soon, after all one could not be far without the other.

And today was going to be that day.

Both the lovebirds sat in the library in their usual spot on the red carpeted floor of the library trying to muffle their laughter as best they could so they wouldn'tget the scolding of their life from the poor librarian lady. Although that was going to be hard as Benedict had told a very funny joke that made them crack up so much the librarian came and threaten to kick them out if the wouldn't calm down, much like their previous scolding from the librarian lady. Slowly but surely, the duo calmed down, yet the still chuckled. Benedict was first to fully settle. He just stared at Amélie as he head was still thrown back as she muffled her laughter. She's so beautiful.

Amélie finally calmed and when she did she finally noticed Benedict's gaze. She smiled a him. "Quoi? (What?)"

Benedict just smiled at her, his eyes sparkling. "Tu es tellement belle, je n'ai pas pu m'empêcher de te regarder (You are just so beautiful, I couldn't help but stare)"

Amélie's cheeks bloomed with blush, her cheeks a rosey red. "Tu ne manques jamais de me flatter Bene (You never fail to flatter me Bene)"

Benedict couldn't help the small intake of breath at tge sound of his new nickname 'Bene'. "C'est mon travail de vous séduire, de vous admirer et de vous donner l'impression d'être la créature la plus sublime sur terre (It is my job to woo you, admire you and make you feel like you are the most sublime creature on earth)" Benedict grinned as he linked their hands, fingers intertwined with one another.