It's Nothing
by bittersweetorange
Author's Note: This is a little one-shot that I wrote about a year ago. It is my first attempt on writing a fanfiction and I am not much of a writer. Please tell me what you guys think about it! This one-shot is set in a modern P&P setting. It is just Darcy's thoughts on Elizabeth if he found her asleep in Netherfield.
She laid there, asleep. He could not help crossing the room to move closer to her form. So peaceful, she appeared so peaceful lying there opposed to the hostility she throws at him daily ever since they met.
"God, Why did she have to hear me?" Darcy thought with a vengeance. "If she hadn't heard, than she wouldn't despise me so much."
Even so, he was grateful she had heard the words. Her hatred meant that he had some of her attention, that she thought of him. If she did not think about him that would be so much worse.
Wait, why would it be worst? Elizabeth is just some girl. The younger sister of Charles's girlfriend. It doesn't matter if she thinks of me.
Darcy turned away only to look back at Elizabeth on the couch. Her unruly tresses that slipped from her loose ponytail lie on half the pillow her head rested on. She faced him eyes closed and half smiling. That upturned mouth in the same smile she makes when baiting him.
"Nothing, she is nothing," Darcy whispered. He could not help brushing away some of the hair on her cheek before turning and leaving the room.
"This is nothing"
AN: okay! Oneshot finished and it is shorter than expected! Tell me what you guys think! Review!
