Disclaimer: I will own Johnny Depp someday . . . but until then
A/N:Hey, miss me? Enjoy
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"I'm s – sorry – y – Edward," Kim sobbed. They sank to the floor, both hardly speaking.
Kim ached from crying, and began to get tired. Eventually her crying calmed, and she sat in silence, choking on her breath every so often. Edward's palm stroked her head, his blades erect, pointing away from her.
When she had calmed, she hesitatedly looked up at him, through blurred eyes. He was watching her, his lips pursed – like she remembered him. He hardly blinked.
"Say something," she whispered.
There was a long pause, before he even seemed to breath. Then, quieter than she had whispered, he said, "I forgive you."
She couldn't breath.
Then it was like her entire life had ended, but there was no pain. No sadness, or hate. She flew her arms around him and started crying all over again, but in a different way.
Edward, however, didn't know to separate the two types of crying. He panicked and started apologizing in stuttering sentences.
She pulled away, and smiled at him. "Edward, thank you," she closed her eyes, relishing in her happiness.
Slowly he brought his hand up to her cheek and sweetly brushed away a stray tear.
She loved how careful he was.
She loved how patient he was.
She even loved how innocent he was, which was incredibly different from the type of guys she usually went with.
Kim wondered why she had ever left someone so perfect. He was perfect, and she loved him.
Her heart raced!
She put her forehead to his, their noses touching, and placed her hands on either side of his neck, her thumb brushing his jawline.
His eyelashes fluttered, surprised by her movement. This time his eyes closed. She watched every detail. He was so beautiful! His mouth was partly open, his breathing had gotten slightly heavier, a hair had worked it's way in front of his eyes.
"I love you," she said, as she brought her lips to his. She could feel his hesitation, but she didn't move. Soon he relaxed into it, nuzzling his nose to her cheek.
She moved her hands through his hair, pulling him tighter to her, then leaned back so her back was to the floor.
She felt slightly bad for Edward. After all, he had had absolutely no experience with this type of thing. For a moment, she panicked, wondering if he was even equipped.
But then she remembered all the times she had inadvertently watched him, and noticed a particular tight spot in his leather.
Gently she pulled away, and looked at him, his eyes were amazing. He was so innocent, and she loved the way he did everything. To her, he was heaven.
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A/N: Ok guys, I know it was short, but I FINALLY had time to write, so I did. I will have more time in a matter of days/weeks, so just be patient.
Also, I suck at writing sex scenes, so if you get pissed at me if I don't put one in, that's your problem, and maybe you should just rent a porno instead. But if you like this story for the general love, and not for why it was rated M, then good for you. Sorry if you're offended, but seriously, there are plenty of better writers of sex things than me, and I won't be offended if you like them better – just don't yell at me for not writing a sucky love scene. . .