Title: Tailor Made. Like the song by Colbie Caillat, which is just lovely by the way.
Rating: Er, PG?
Genre: General/Romance, I guess.
Characters/Pairings: Bella with hints of the Edward/Bella relationship.
Short summary: He's tailor made for you, with stunning golden hues, and one sweet tone to soothe your persistent beating heart.
Any warnings: Not really, no.
Disclaimer: I'm poor. I own nothing.
Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing for the Twilight fandom. Let's hope it's not a sorry one. I decided to play it safe and just write an extremely little drabble. It's slightly cheesy…gah. I apologise in advance.
Be nice, please. :/ I'm nervous as it is.
Tailor Made
You walk through the green grounds, your bare feet dragging along the tickly grass, lazily. Laughter along with incessant babble and shrieking rings through the air, your ears are prone to those sounds though. The only sound you hear is in your mind, lines and lines of words, repeating one after the other. The honey-drenched voice, sometimes full of happiness, other times anguished. The countless apologies he's thrown your way, the times he's cursed himself for your distress, and every word of love he's murmured to you.
And without really thinking it, you realise. He was made for you. Just you. That shattering smile that forms on his flawless lips; the lips that set your pulse aflutter every time they're just inches from yours, and the melodious sound of his laughter. His hands, that somehow fit so perfectly with yours, your missing jigsaw piece. Every part of Edward that makes him, was made for you.
You're walking on air.
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He's tailor made for you,
With stunning golden hues,
And one sweet tone to soothe
Your persistent beating heart.
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