Disclaimer – all things Twilight belong to Stephanie Meyer.
When everything in life seems impossible, there's usually something or someone that comes along eventually to make it all seem worthwhile, in my case it was someone. That someone made this small, wet town bearable, and even intriguing. That someone is Edward Cullen.
There was something about Edward that was beautiful and mysterious, and it drew me to him like fire to gasoline. I was astounded when he smiled at me, I was in a pathetic daze when he asked me my name and we fell into conversation. There was no doubt that I was already falling in love with this man I knew little about. I do not believe in love at first sight, but this was exactly that, I knew I was being naïve, or at least there was a huge possibility that I was, but there was no way in hell I could help myself when I was around this man. He was impossibly handsome, and muscular, he made the most beautiful noise when he laughed, it was addictive, and I wanted to hear it more. More was what I wanted; I wanted more of this amazing human being.
As Edward grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd of people, I knew there was no going back; when his touch had such control as I felt completely numb. There was no way out, my heart was in danger, and Edward had all control. He left shivers throughout my body when he was exponentially close to me, and somehow I wondered if he, in the slightest, felt what I was feeling.