Hello pretties! This would be my first ever fanfiction, so bear with me here!
Disclaimer: I own nothing lolz
Preface
I will love you 'till the end of time.
Those were the last words I heard Edward Cullen speak to me.
The room smelled of drugs and cheerleaders. I looked around me, avoiding eye contact with leering men, so obviously intoxicated. I was bored, quite frankly. What was plain-jane Bella Swan doing here instead of where she belongs: at home, sitting on her couch, watching Unwrapped! on The Food Network.
I looked up from examining my chipped army-green nail polish, when he walked in.
You know how in the cheesy 80's movies, where the sleazy leather-jacketed hoodlum gives the innocent communion girl a onceover?
I might as well be wearing that leather jacket.
I started at his toes, slowly working my way up his long legs, sheathed in the bluest jeans I've ever seen. Up my eyes went, along the contours of his lean hips, a white shirt adorning his chest that had just the right amount of muscle. Finally, I reached his face. Oh, that face.
Long nose, high cheekbones. Bronze hair that made me want to do dirty, dirty things. He was the most beautiful things I had ever seen.
Oh, yes.
I bit my lip and slumped a little in my chair, and that's when he noticed me. That's when I saw the eyes. Eyes the colour of moss. The colour of earth.
His perfect mouth twitched, and that's when I knew he had me.
He sauntered up, a bounce in his step, his boots clacking, and plopped down on the empty barstool next to me.
Looking at me sideways, he murmured, "Edward Cullen. Pleasure to meet you."
Bella Swan, meet your world. World, meet Bella Swan.
Oh, the pleasure is all mine.