Author's Note: Yeah, I don't own the world of Narnia. Hahaha. I wish I owned Edmund though. Hahaha. This idea just kind of came to me. Its mostly romance, because there really isn't much of that. So I hope you like it. Please review. :]
The rebellious butterflies had crammed themselves inside my stomach…again. I sighed a little. I always got them, even when I just took a glance over to him. I liked the feeling but sometimes but was too much. I smiled to myself...I lied…it was never too much. I loved every feeling that ran through my body when I saw him. I was excited, overjoyed, bouncy, shy, and speechless, dizzy...God, so much more. He made everything in my life seem colorful. Not the usual black and white dullness I had always seen before him... After meeting him, I valued every damn minute I had of this poor little life.
I sighed as I looked down. I stood at the balcony, leaning on the railing, watching them practice. They had been practicing for quiet a while now. But I never got tired of watching him. I would have him to myself soon enough. I chuckled softly at the thought.
At the moment, he shot a glance up at me. I blushed. I don't know why I always did that. It was quiet annoying sometimes, especially when he pointed it out to me...
I caught his eye and smiled tenderly. He smiled back. God, I loved his smile. It was damn gorgeous. Like all his features.
I loved running my hands through his soft dark hair which had now grown longer almost covering his gorgeous light brown eyes. I loved the smoothness, yet rough feel of his fair skin. I enjoyed his rosy lips against mine. And the sound of his voice and laughter was a wonderful sound to my ears.
I looked down at him again. He was one good fighter. He had just managed to send Peter's sword onto the ground. I could see his wonderful muscles flexing as he moved graceful towards Peter who was now on the ground in surrender.
They suddenly started laughing. Edmund held his hand out to help his brother. Practice was over.
Edmund glanced back at me again, with a smile on his face. I smiled back again. He nodded and I could see him heading back towards the castle.
I turned back and sat on the long couch. Edmund's room was huge. There was a nice queen-sized bed in the center. There were a couple doors around it. One to the bathroom, one was a closet and another one kept his other belongings, such as his armor and such.
Something kept me here. Something kept me wanting more. Something had my heart pounding. Something was making my stomach uneasy in the most delicate way. Something made my lips curve into a strange smile.
Nevertheless, I realized it wasn't much of a 'something' it was someone. That 'someone' was Edmund. He made my world spin, and I felt fucking dizzy from every rollercoaster emotion he gave me.
The door opened and he walked in smiling. He closed the door behind him and quickly settled himself next to me with his arm around my shoulders. He leaned in and kissed me gently. I kissed back. When he pulled back, he was smiling.
"You smell like sweat," I muttered playfully.
He laughed. "I know."
Then he hugged me tighter.
"Aaaah!" I squealed.
He laughed again. "Aw, Kate, come on." He grinned.
Oh, wow. I loved the way he said my name. "Go shower!" I said, trying to push him away.
"Wanna join me?" he grinned; my heart pounded against my chest violently. I loved that grin.
Then I chuckled. "I'm sure you can manage on your own. Plus, I have to get ready."
He bit his lip. "Yeah, I know." He kissed my cheek and stood up. "Are you sure you don't want to join me?"
I laughed. "Go shower, you dork!"
He smiled again. Then he turned and headed towards the bathroom. It would have been nice to join him...
Okay, stop. I had known since we were fourteen. We were now seventeen. He asked me out when I turned sixteen. He was my best friend.
And although I never thought I would say this, I was in love with him.