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Edward wrapped one arm around my slender waist. His other hand was holding my hand just out to the side. Where ever his skin touched felt like it was on fire, I didn't understand how one simple touch was able to cause such strong reactions from me.
I was hesitant in putting my hand on his shoulder. I had never done this before, I didn't know what I was doing! I just hoped I don't make a bad move, it would be just my luck to ruin such a special evening.
There was about a foot of space between us. It was making dancing to the music extremely difficult, our bodies were moving as individuals, rather than one.
Edward took a step closer towards me, his eyes on my face the whole time. I'm pretty sure he was trying to gage my expression. I smiled up at him, it seemed that was all the encouragement he needed. He came forward until our chests were touching. His body heat seeming to cut straight through the satin of my dress.
We started to sway to the music. I think I'm getting the hang of this, I thought to myself as Edward would move us around in small circles. He did all of the work, for which I was grateful.
We moved together as one, our bodies in perfect synchronization. It was almost as though this god standing before me had been created solely for me. Every curve of mine seemed to fit against his body, it felt like I was in heaven at this exact moment, with my prince Charming.
We continued to dance together. We didn't really speak much, sometimes we just stared into each others eyes. When he looked at me with those amazingly gorgeous emerald green eyes I completely forgot every thing, If someone asked me what my name was, I doubt I would be able to give them a coherent answer. I felt as though he was looking deep into my soul and was able to understand everything there was about me.
After a while of dancing and asking the odd question here and there I began to find myself getting tired. I laid my head against his chest. Even through the layers of material I was able to feel his toned chest. It wasn't overly toned or under toned, it was simply perfect.
"Why don't we go sit down?" he asked, obviously noticing that I was becoming tired.
I nodded my head, anything to do with him seemed like a good idea. Besides my feet really were beginning to hurt.
He lead me off the designated dance floor, his one hand gripping me around the waist and the other arm leading the way.
I wasn't able to help the sigh of contentment that escaped through my lips. He looked down curiously to see what was wrong. My face burst into flames with nothing but is eyes upon my face. It began to make me wonder what those flawless lips were capable of…
No! No! No! Don't get your hopes up. It will never happen, no matter how much I want to… All I have to do is lean forward and see how he reacts, he will either lean in the rest of the way or he will turn his head away. I was thinking of all the possible ways in which to approach the matter.
Shut up! I internally screamed at myself. You cannot ruin this! What if he doesn't want to kiss you? Then you have completely ruined what could have -no wait,- is- the best evening of your life. Finally, I was eventually able to talk myself out of my scheming.
"So, Isabella," I don't know how his voice, especially saying my name, still got this reaction from me. I had been talking to him all evening. "Where do you live?" if anyone else had asked me I would have found it creepy, but with Edward it only made my heart pounded even harder with excitement. The possibility of seeing him again made my heart swell and leap for joy.
"I live in Forks. It's a tiny place just an hour from here," I was surprised I was able to answer him correctly without stuttering. I thought it was highly embarrassing but he seemed to find it rather endearing, which only made me blush even redder.
A smile spread across his face. "No way! I'm moving there with my parents on Monday!"
This could not be happening! I was practically bouncing in my seat with excitement. I had to use all of the self control of my existence, to stop myself from squealing out in joy. "Are you serious!?" I may have said that a little loud as all the heads in a five meter radius turned to look in our direction.
"Yes!" my joy seemed to be contagious, he was smiling his crooked smile at me.
We sat there in silence for a while. On my behalf, I couldn't find my voice, it was lost somewhere deep down inside of me. On his behalf, he seemed to be having fun watching my reaction, and all the blushing, to his smile.
"How old are you, Isabella?" he seemed to go serious all of a sudden, the smile wasn't evident on his face any longer, his eyes were still shining with a bit of mischief. I suspect he probably wanted an answer from me sometime in the near future. Preferably in the next five seconds.
"I'm sixteen. In a months time I will be seventeen. How old are you?" I felt rude asking out right like that, I know he did but anything he did was acceptable. "I'm sorry," I apologised looking up at his face. A smile seemed to be playing with the side of his lips.
He laughed, "I'm seventeen as well. I will be eighteen around this time next year. Hopefully we will be in some of the same classes. Oh, I take it you do go to Fork high? Right?"
It was my turn to laugh. "Yeah, I don't think there would be enough students to have multiple schools. I hope I'm in your class as well," I mumbled looking down, how could I compete for his attention with all the other girls that would be falling at his feet. They were prettier and more out going than I am.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked lifting my face up to his with a simple movement of his index finger. He honestly looked worried about me. I wanted to cry, no one ever felt concern about me, other than Alice.
I didn't know what to say. Before I could make sense of what I was doing, I realised I had hugged myself close to his chest. I buried my face in his chest. I had to do everything to stop the tears from over flowing over my eyelids.
I felt a pair of strong arms snake out and wrap securely around my waist. It felt nice. No wait, better than nice, it felt amazing!
That's when it got to much. I was scared. What happened if something happened to him because of me? My mind wondered back to Charlie. I stiffened against his chest, he pulled away. Hurt flashed across his face, it made me hate myself even more. I considered making a run for it but I couldn't bring myself to leave him, my safe harbour, my protector. I didn't understand why I was having such strong emotions about him, I had only known him for a couple of hours.
He pulled his arms back, "I'm sorry. I guess I didn't think," he apologised, keeping his eyes on the ground.
"No, I'm sorry. I think…. I just need a bit of fresh air."
"You want any company?" I couldn't understand why he would have thoughts about me not wanting his company.
"I would really like that," I replied, blushing once again. We both stood up, he ran his finger tips across my cheek, noticing the warmth and colour from all my blushing.
There you go, getting into the romance side of things!
Plenty more to come!
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