Immortal love {ᴊᴀsᴘᴇʀ ᴄᴜʟʟᴇɴ,Aʟɪᴄᴇ Cᴜʟʟᴇɴ} 𝟷

Chapter two

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CHAPTER TWO:  cafe

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Niklaus and Bella say at the 'Carver Cafe' with their father,the waitress placing down Bella's huge plate of fries and Nicklaus's equally as big plate of fried and a burger. "I just can't get over how grown up the two of you are."

Klaus nodded,awkwardly thanking her before shoving fired into his mouth. Bella gave him a fake disgusted look. "And so gorgeous,and handsome."

"Hey,Bella. Hey,Niklaus. You remember me?" Bella shrugged her shoulders,glancing at her father and brother for help. "I played Santa one year."

The man spoke,Klaus glanced up. "Yeah,Wayland they haven't had a Christmas here since they were four."

"I remember him." The adults turned,surprised while Bella just shrugged her shoulders. "I made an impression,didn't I?"

Charlie seemed annoyed. Or maybe angry. Klaus could hardly tell. He hardly, spent anytime with his father in forever. "Butt-crack Santa,Bella,remember?"

The small group let out a gentle laugh,Charlie not laughing. "Hey,kids,love those little bottles,though." Waylon got his pointer finger and thumb close together. "Alright, let the kids eat their food, Waylon."

The older man left, Cora having directed for him to walk away from their table. "As soon as your done, I will bring you your favorites. Berry cobbler and apple cinnamon, remember?" Her eyes shifted to Charlie. "Your dad still had it. Every Thursday."

"Thank you. That's be great." Bella nodded, glancing at Klaus, who gave a wide smile. "Yeah, Thank you."

Then it was quite, Bella and her father leaning to reach for one of the sauces and ketchup, Bella immediately pulled her hand away. "Here." Charlie lifted the ketchup, placing it in front of Bella's place.

It couldn't be more awkward if we started to talk about each other's love lives. Klaus lifted his french-fry, then his eyes narrowed in on a group of people laughing. He removed his eyes, taking a bit from his burger. Okay, maybe that's be a lot awkward.

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Niklaus drew a portrait.
He had gotten lost within the drawing that he hadn't had noticed his phone ringing. He turned his head at the drawing, trying to recall why the faces looked so familiar.

His head snapped at the sound of his phone buzzing, rushing to it but had been to late, the voicemail now playing. "Hey, sweetheart, I'm guessing that you are focusing on another drawing, or maybe a book? Well, I'll call you back."

Klaus frowned, having noticed the number was not his mother's. Or at least, the number she had before. Maybe she got a new phone.

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Niklaus lead against the car, having his sketch book placed on top of the car hood, his sister by his side, earbuds in her ears.

Klaus's head snapped over when something had hit him, seeing the group of people he and met the first day of school, then he glancing up and catching the gaze of Jasper Cullen. He stared for a moment, then immediately looking down, flipping around his sketch book, he glanced up.

Why had he drawn Jasper Hale?

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Klaus noticed the way his sister kept looking around, as if searching for someone. But, it wasn't until lunch, that when she turned to the Cullen table, had he noticed. Edward wasn't there.

He gently elbowed her. "Hey, you good?"

She nodded, still looking at the table, then back at her brother. "They are looking this way."

"Well, you are the one staring at them." Klaus pointed at her, then looked at the Cullen table, but his gaze immediately darted elsewhere when he had discovered that they truly were looking their way.

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When he arrived home, he had thrown his backpack at his floor, only holding it long enough to take out his sketchbook, then flip through the papers.

"What the hell?" He muttered, flipping through the pages that has been recently filled with Jasper Hale and Alice Cullen.

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I swear, I'm working on making the chapters longer.