A/N : Ah, Sorry about the lateness of this, I've had this written for AGES just things keep getting in the way. Facebook and MSN for example . . . :) I'd like to take this opportunity to thank my beautiful beta snakequeen1, who's kept nagging and nagging me to get this done ;D. I got so excited recently, having received my first reviews, and I would love some more, yeah? :D
I do not own Twilight, I do however own a brand new Lostprophets CD. It's rubbish before you ask . . .
Happy Reading! :D
Frenchy_x
Chapter Four : EPOV
The school flew past me in a blur of shocked and angry faces. I didn't try and avoid people simply plowing them down in my bid for fresh air.
I earned a few shoves, far too many glares and even a few giggles from the female populous.
But at that moment I didn't care, I needed to be free of whatever had just overtaken me with such force in biology.
What the fuck was that?
It's not like I haven't touched a girl before, I mean come on. It wasn't even anything special, a hand squeeze to try and console her.
Fucking hell.
I remembered perfectly how it felt to touch her skin, she was warm and soft. It was as if sparks jumped from her skin to mine in an attempt to solder our hands together forever.
How poetic Cullen.
Mentally telling my subconscious to do one, saying that shit out loud just proves that you're crazy, I finally reached my car.
I slumped against the door of my silver Volvo and sunk to my knees as I fought to regain my breath.
It wasn't the sparks that freaked me out.
It was her.
As my hand touched hers I saw a flurry of emotions flash across her perfect face.
Shock. Excitement. Regret. Pain.
And the most painful of all
Fear
She looked me square in the eyes.
And was fucking scared of me.
All because I fucking touched her hand?
That girl really was fucked up so I had to get out of there.
I had to get out of there because I could feel myself falling for Bella Swan.
And she was so perfect.
But she was so fragile.
I couldn't hurt her.
Not her.