Really just an idea that I couldn't get out of my mind. Enjoy!
Her and that green dress.
"Where are we going?" She asked me, her small hand wrapped in mine. Her wide chocolate eyes sparkled with curiosity, and her soft lips were pushed out in a confused pout. I squeezed her hand gently, taking in her light green dress.
And I thought blue was her color.
I'd never truly thought that I would ever feel these feelings. This heart pounding, earth shattering love and adoration for such a wonderful creature. I'd always thought that I was bound to a cold, unbeating heart. I had accepted it; it had been part of my life that I had grown accustomed to.
But nothing was ever the same once she stumbled into my life.
She thought that I dazzled her, but she couldn't be more wrong. She believed, foolishly, that she could love me more than I loved her. I'd been confused, unfamiliar with the feeling of love and lust and sheer agony when she was away, and it was hard to place until Emmett had explained it all to me.
Now I understood. I was in love. More than love, though; I was completely and utterly head over heels for a beautiful, innocent, loving human named Bella.
"You'll see," I answered her, mesmerized by the way she trusted me so completely. I opened the door for her as she slid in, crossing her ankles. It was hard to keep a human pace as I crossed the front of the car, grinning crookedly as I fought to contain my excitement.
She was so beautiful, and she was completely mine. I still found it hard to believe that it was my touch she craved, my lips on hers. I couldn't do enough to show her how much she meant to me, how much she was giving up just to be with me. No action, no kiss, no touch could ever be enough to give her. And although I wasn't nearly worthy, she had chosen me, a monster, spending her entire time in Forks simply trying to convince me that I was right for her. That I deserved her.
Nobody was worthy enough for this angel's love.
"Can you please tell me?" She begged me, her eyes dancing with a burning curiosity as she brushed a strand of hair away from her face. I reached over, tucking the dark brown hair safely behind her ear, exposing her pale, slender neck.
If dead hearts could beat, I firmly believe that Bella is the magnificent creature to bring it back to life. And she had, in so many ways.
"Love," I said, hearing her heartbeat thump in her chest in excitement, "It's really not that dramatic. I just wanted to do something special. You know, we rarely go out."
She smiled in anticipation anyways, always eager and trusting. I lifted our entwined fingers to kiss her knuckles gently, rubbing my nose along her wrist. The warmth underneath my cool lips was welcomed gratefully, and even the burning in my throat wasn't enough to deter my mood.
It only took us twenty minutes to reach Port Angeles, and another five for her eyes to light up with a child-like excitement. She was so beautiful, so entirely innocent, and she had absolutely no idea. It was endearing, watching her begin to play with the ends of her dress as the most beautiful smile spread over the most tempting lips.
"You're going to take me mini golfing?" She guessed after a moment. I looked out at the night sky, turning to the window to hide my smile. Alice saw us having a magnificent time, and it had taken me a week to plan this out. I wanted to make sure that she loved every moment.
"Yes, love," I said, squeezing her hand as we pulled into the parking lot.
"You know," she confessed, looking down shyly. I reached a hand over to lift her chin to look at me; her face was much, much too beautiful to be faced away from me. "Well, I'm not exactly the best golfer…"
I smiled my crooked grin at her, and her eyes glazed over. What was it, the word that she had used to describe what I did to her? Dazzle, yes. Bella dazzled me every single moment of my existence, ever since I'd promised myself never to hurt her. It was simply fascinating to learn that I had the same effect on her, and I couldn't help but try to force the reactions out of her. Watching her eyes, her small smile playing on her lips when she became transfixed by my appearance, it was much too tempting.
Although, I didn't feel guilty about it. It was selfish, but I loved watching her blush when she came back to earth and watched me staring at her with a loving expression on my face. I couldn't help that she was much, much too tempting.
"I'll help you," I promised her, opening the door. I took her hand greedily, reveling in its warmth and silk-like texture. I led her to the gate, taking out the key in my pocket as I unlocked it. She gave me a curious glance, but I ignored her, sweeping her into my arms just to listen to her heart speed up. She laid her hands on my chest, her soft fingers pressing against me. Unwillingly, I let out a soft purr, and she laughed. She threw her head back, the soft sound of bells ringing through the air.
"How did you get a key?" She asked as I stepped inside with her, humor still in her eyes as she laid her head against my chest. I smiled down at her, brushing a strand of hair back.
"I just rented it," I said simply. It was more than that, though. It had taken me a lot of phone calls, not to mention a pocketful of money to persuade the old, cranky manager to allow me to rent out the building, the golf course, and allow Alice to do some transformations. Bella didn't need to know how hard I worked on this, though. She just needed to enjoy herself.
I stepped around the corner as she gasped quietly, the soft sound of air swirling in her lungs temporarily mesmerizing me, and I wondered how such little, inconsequential things could stun me and amaze me. I'd never taken them into account before I'd met her; they'd simply been sounds in the background. But now it was her racing heart that proved how much I meant to her, and to reassure me that I hadn't harmed her, that I'd stayed strong enough.
I set her down reluctantly, taking into account the golf course as I went to go get the rainbow colored balls. I got her a green one to match her elegant dress. The one that I simply could not stop thinking about.
I was smiling as I walked back, wrapping my arms around her as we stared at the course. It was set like a scene from the early twentieth century, with soft waterfalls and elegant rose petals sprinkled along the faux green turf. White lights were strung from the trees, bathing the course in a soft white light.
"It's beautiful, Edward," she whispered, turning around to touch my face with a soft hand. I closed my eyes, wondering how I'd been so lucky.
"Not as beautiful as you," I contradicted, using one of the oldest lines in the book. She smiled softly as I kissed her forehead. I pulled away, flashing a grin as I spun the golf club casually between my fingers. "Let's play."
"Hole in one," Bella sang, stumbling into my arms. I caught her, laughing as her bare feet brushed over mine. She had taken her shoes off long ago, complaining about golfing in heels, and I was amazed that even her beautiful, blood red toenails were beautiful. She danced around, humming as I took my turn, laughing as she took hers.
I was secretly glad I'd chosen mini golfing. It gave me an opportunity to not only show her my talents, as selfish as that was, but to also wrap my arms around her and breath in her scent.
"Congratulations love," I said, tightening my grip around her so that she couldn't get away. Her heart sped, and I pulled back, grinning. "Would you care to dance?"
She blushed, "Edward, you know I can't dance. Edward?"
I blinked, shaking my head as I fought myself out of my transfixed state. She was just so… stunning when she had that elegant flush underneath her cheeks. I reached a hand up to feel the warmth under my fingertips, smiling as she leaned into my hand. I twirled us around gently, kissing her cheek.
"See, we're already dancing, love," I said as we twirled around in a small circle. She smiled, looking down at her feet on top of mine. Her feet must have been so cold, but she wasn't showing any signs of discomfort, and I definitely wasn't willing to give this up for anything.
I closed my eyes as she leaned her head in the crook of my neck, her hair brushing against my throat. I had no idea that she could be so perfect. We stayed like that for a while, breathing in each other's scent.
I went to speak, opening my eyes to look at her. When I saw her expression, though, I was again lost by her extravagant beauty.
A soft smile was on her lips, her eyes closed. Soft eye shadow sparkled in the light, and long lashes fluttered over porcelain cheeks. Skin so soft and smooth glowed under the bright white lights. A contented sigh escaped her lips as we spun slowly in circles, her arms around my neck tightening at whatever was going through that wonderful, intelligent mind that captivated me so much.
I tried to ignore the question burning in my throat. I forced it back, not wanting to ruin this moment. A few minutes later, she felt my gaze on her, and her eyes opened slowly as she looked at me.
What are you thinking? I thought, asking the question I refused to voice out loud.
Suddenly I saw her answer, shining as bright as the sun in her eyes.
Her thoughts were me. Her thoughts were love.
I couldn't help myself. I bent my head down, pressing my lips against hers. She smiled against my lips, molding them with mine as her hands wound through my hair. It was the softest kiss we had ever shared, and it said everything we needed to say.
How did I get so lucky? I didn't know, but I knew that no matter what, this girl had already stolen my heart. I was hopelessly lost in her eyes, swimming with such warmth that my dead heart begged to give itself to her.
I would do anything to protect her, anything to keep her safe.
Her and that green dress had stolen my heart, once again.
And I was happy.
a side note: haha, okay really just pointless fluff. i needed a break from the seriousness of Bella's All A Mess. if you enjoy this, feel free to check out my more serious story
and let me know what you think! :D