To Walk in My Shoes
Pairing: EdwardxBella
AH
Rated: K
Summary: Jumping through the years they've known each other.
Bella, 15: 2003
I had a really good time.
Great time actually.
One thing. My feet were killing me. Stupid, fricking high heels.
"Bella? Are you okay?" Edward asked me. Shit. What were we talking about? Movies...that's it.
"Um, yeah I'm fine." I winced, trying to shift the weight from my burning in pain right foot to my nearly broken left foot.
Why hadn't I just worn flats?
"Well your feet don't" He said, obviously really concerned. We had walked back from the movies and were already in my neighborhood and everything was quiet. It was 10:30pm after all, I was cutting it close to my curfew.
Edward looked around to see if anyone was looking, before kicking off his dirty chucks. He pushed them to me with his sock covered foot and grinned this stupid, adorable, boy grin.
"Go on." He smiled. Does he want me to...wear his shoes?
"It's fine, Edward. I don't want your shoes-"
"Oh, come on. I don't care and I swear they're clean. And if you're crippled how will we go to Six Flags next week?" He pouted. Oh god, for the love of...
I slipped of the cute black heels Alice had purchased for me and hooked them in my fingers before slipping my very small feet into his very big shoes.
I tried them out, and they flopped with every step but they were hella comfier than my heels.
"Thank you, Edward." I said when we got to my front porch. He nodded and shot me an adorable grin that led me to planting a solid kiss right on his smirky mouth.
"Goodnight." I giggled as I ran up the porch steps.
Ook...sooo...
this is my second story thing. they'll all be very short I guess but I'll update whenever I feel inspired. This was inspired by a picture I saw on 9gag but I can't find it anymore
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