Hi,
I started to write as original fic then I wanted to write it as fanfic. It's a alternatif univers. You'll see later.
Let me know what you think about this first chapter.
It was dark, past 10:00 pm. Edward was sitting on the rectangular wooden table in the garden. The smell of spring, the mimosa flowers... Thus are born the feelings of desire and early attachment. He was wearing a black leather perfecto, holding his cigarette between his fingers in a cool way. Edward was talking with three or four friends who were also my brother's friends. Our parents trusted us because we were already responsible even though we were still carefree. I was a 17-year-old teenager, my brother was in college. That night, as often, I was under his responsibility. Me, his little sister.
Our parents had planned to return the next day. So there was no curfew. The houses were not clustered together, lost in the middle of nowhere. There was no risk of disturbing the neighbors. An auspicious night! My two closest friends, Angela weber and Jessica Stanley from high school, were also at the wanted to approach him, urging me to go up to the rebel, not so much in appearance. He had quite a personality and quite a temper.
"If you're going to hit me, I can fight!"
This was very typical of Edward. This will give you an idea of him.
We all walked forward on him before stopping a few feet away from Mr. magnetic smile left an indelible impression on my heart. I was bewitched by his charm. His red lips, his pearly white teeth aligned, his hypnotic eyes... How could I resist? Superficial attraction? No. I was attracted by his aura. My God! Totally hot! My two best friends thought so too.
Imagine us, mouths agape, standing behind the glass door in the kitchen when we first saw him. That was three weeks ago, when he came to see Jayden, my brother. The two of you in the backyard, talking about... I didn't know and I didn't care at all. The only thought that crossed my mind was, "Does he have a girlfriend?" Apparently not, because he was alone. But that didn't prove anything.
My attention was mostly focused on his look. His hair color was bronze, a small gold-plated ring in his right earlobe, black sunglasses on his head. He was wearing ripped jeans, a black t-shirt, a silver chain around his neck. His style was that of a grunge rock musician. The 1990s. I had a big crush on him and it was immediate.
I don't know, somehow, maybe an angel had passed by. He turned his head towards me, I didn't know why. Then Edward instinctively looked at me for a few seconds without stopping. I stood there motionless as suspended time tried to hold time in that moment. Before, he let a smirk adorn his face that faded momentarily. It made me tremble inside, all nervous. I hoped that the first impression that was forming in his mind would be a good one. Strangely, I didn't feel particularly goofy. His lips stretched out a nice smile at me before he looked away and went back to chatting with his buddies. At this point, my heart was jumping and pounding.
It's silly, but I had the impression that he wasn't indifferent to me. It seemed completely crazy, right?
I thought about the expression on his face. Right in the eyes when we looked at each other. Only the way Edward was staring at me seemed deep. Maybe he was thinking, "Why the hell is a girl like her here? Why does she keep looking at me?" Not unkindly if he was wondering in his mind. I saw the soft facial features as well as the sensitive person. I still don't know why. He was someone who was fragile but generally not afraid of anything. A real confidence and not shy. Flirty? Not so much. Fighter, yes. I was afraid of him. But that thought was short lived. I was glad he looked at me like that. A guy like Edward! He was my type anyway.
In the glow of the fairy lights and lamps in the garden that May, my eyes couldn't take their eyes off of his gaze. Normally, I wouldn't have been able to get that kind of look or quickly. That look between us had caused butterflies in the pit of my stomach. I felt fuzzy inside. I wished I could have kissed her lips, even if they were steaming.
"Oh Edward!"
The effect he had on me.