The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: #12
Pen Name: rubyblue9696
Pairing/Character(s): Edward/Bella
Rating: M
Word Count: 465
Prompts: thetwilight25 dot com/round-eight/prompts
Oh fuck, here she comes.
I fucking knew she would be here again.
Hiking his messenger bag more securely over his shoulder, Edward can't help but run his fingers nervously through his already messy hair.
It's because they made eye contact yesterday. The kind of eye contact that means something and makes him butterfly nervous today as he waits at the subway terminal.
He scans the growing crowd and then his eyes find their way back automatically to her descending form at the stairwell. He couldn't not watch her.
Fuck, she's beautiful.
I wonder if she works around here.
Appreciative green eyes move up from her long, skinny jean covered legs, over her trim fitted blue-jacket covered waist and chest to her face and widen. She's looking right at him.
Oh, shit!
I'm such a fucking asshole.
She totally caught me checking her out.
Fuck!
His head whips in the opposite direction. He doesn't know what to do now. Smile and make a move? Go up to her and introduce himself? Run?
He drops his chin to his chest and purses his lips. There's no way he can do any of that without making a fool of himself. He stares at the black tile running along the platforms edge. His vision blurs in and out of focus on the scuffed square pieces as he thinks.
She's probably got a boyfriend…or a fucking husband.
Why did I wear this today? I look like a fucking homeless person!
She would never agree to go for coffee with a hobo.
Refocusing, he glances back, helpless to her pull, but he can't see her anywhere now. Looking forward again, he deflates a bit, pissed at himself because he thinks he's missed his chance, and now that she's caught him molesting her with his eyes she has turned around and left.
A throat clears next to him, and then he hears a quiet, "Um, hi."
His eyes glance sideways and blue appears in his peripheral. He grins, sheepish.
"I'm Bella." She is smiling shy but brave as she moves further into his line of sight. "You, um, come here often?" Pretty brown eyes widen in mortified awareness.
Oh, fuck, she did not just say that!
He can't help his huge fucking grin. Reaching out his free hand, he waits for her to find her courage again. And she does, grabbing hold of his own and shaking once. He doesn't let go, as he replies, "Hello, I'm Edward. And I'll come here every single day if it means I get to see your pretty face."
You fucking cheeseball!
Now it's his turn for mortified wide eyes as he watches for her reaction.
She bats her eyes and bites her lower lip, and says, "Me too."
Whoa.
So she's a cheeseball, too.
a/n …ehem…because I need to…#2, #3, #4, #5, #7, #8, #11, #14, #15, #17, #18, #19, #22, #23, #24…*smiles*…
xxx jess