《Twilight A Different Kind Of Love》Have I Found You...?
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Me and Edward sat awkwardly in the car. We didn't talk the whole ride; Edward didn't even bother looking up. My eyes focused on his snowy hands which clutched fiercely to the steering wheel. I then glanced up at his statuesque face. So pristine and perfect. His eyes were the same black from when I first saw him, when he gave me the look of shock and revulsion.
I had to break the silence. I tugged on his Victorian like coat. "Hey, did you get contacts?"
He looked at me, his eyes narrowing and his lips curling in frustration. "No."
I gasped at his glare.
"What's wrong now, Esto?" He gave me a tired look.
"The glares you're giving me! I'm not a piece of shit on the floor." My eyes glared back at him, he wasn't even looking at the road yet was driving perfectly.
"I'm sorry. But never think you are that low again, Esto. You are far more than that, you're amazing."
I opened my mouth to say something yet was taken aback by his words. He just called me amazing.
He chuckled under his breath and we carried on driving.
Stopping outside my house, the twilight now setting in I saw Charlie wasn't yet home. It was Saturday today so free day tomorrow as well, yay!
Edward opened the door for me, getting out at super speed. I went to get out but he took my hand and held me up. I gave a nervous laugh.
"What?" He asked.
"A little odd, holding my hand." I loved him holding it but I wanted to know for sure if he was gay.
He gave a cheeky grin. "I could do worse."
"What do you mean?" Our hands were still in contact, his icy chill sending sparks down my body. We were outside the car now, the twilight disappearing into a dusky haze.
"Nothing, now get inside, you might catch a chill." He let go of my hand and pushed my softly to the door by my back.
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"I can walk in myself." I was laughing now as he led me up the porch steps.
"Yeah..." We were under the porch now outside my door.
I had to ask. "Do you want to come in?"
His face lit up, I'd never seen him so exultant before. His eyes scorched into the blissful honey colour, his lips curving into a crooked smile, showing his gleaming teeth. "Sure. How long 'til Charlie gets back?"
"Erm, I don't know, about two hours?" I unlocked the door. He laughed at me as I struggled to get the key into the slot.
He held his hand out for me to give him the key. "Such a silly boy aren't you, Esto?" He laughed. He was still in his cheery mood, a smile plastered on his face. As was mine.
"Well sorry but it's not my fault Charlie buys cheap locks." We both exchanged laughs and then in an instant the door opened.
We walked in, I went to the kitchen. Edward looked around as he followed me, observing his surroundings after closing the door behind him.
I turned the lights of the kitchen on as he stood at the counter, leaning on it, his eyes glued to me.
I kept looking at him through my hair, smiling as he just was in glee.
"What're you so happy about?" I asked him, giving him a dig in the stomach softly.
He laughed at my action and came up behind me, where I was buttering a sandwich. His hands were on either side of me, knelt on the counter as I felt his cold body touch my back slightly. "That I'm in here, with you."
"Erm, okay." I laughed, but inside a colossal smile was erupting.
I finished the sandwich, and turned around to where he let me out of his cold cage. We sat on the clutter ridden table, Edward tapping a tune with his fingers on the table.
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"Do you want any food?" I said, taking a big bite out of my cheese sandwich.
"No I'm on a special diet." He laughed at this, looking at me still, the glee still remaining.
"Why would you need to be on a diet? You're gorgeous enough as it is." For fucks sake why do I say stupid things? I looked up quickly from my plate to see his face was emotionless. What was he thinking?
"You think I'm gorgeous, Esto?" He looked at me, his eyes smiling but his mouth serious.
"Erm...I do-don't kno-know." My stuttering made him giggle like a school girl.
"Well I think you're pretty handsome yourself."
We both looked at each other from across the small table, or legs inches away from underneath it. My mouth was open, revealing my teeth, whereas his mouth was closed and smirking.
We stayed like that for about ten minutes.
"Do you want to watch a movie?" He asked me.
"Sure." I replied, dropping my plate in the sink.
We walked to the living room, me sitting on the couch, my back not touching the part where you rest your back; my legs touching each other with my hands lay on top of them. He sat with his back lounging on the resting part, his hands touching one another. I turned on the TV and we watched The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring.
I sat as far from him as possible on the sofa, he didn't watch the movie at all, but kept his gaze on me. I could see him smiling, but didn't want to look at him.
I changed the channel to MTV and Flightless Bird by American Mouth came on. I looked at him to see his expression and he nodded his head backwards, motioning for me to come to sit next to him.
"I'm comfortable here." I lied.
"Hmm..." He looked annoyed.
I complied about thirty seconds later and set next to him. He smiled a victorious smile and looked at him. He lifted his arm up so it rested on the back of the sofa, behind where my back was.
He looked at me more, smiling a crooked one and I looked to him. My mouth curled up without my knowing into a grin. I must be really happy, and I was.
The music kicked in to the chorus and Edward slipped his arm around me, pulling me down to lie on his shoulder.
I gave him a confused look, but loved this. He beamed to me, his eyes glinting.
The song went off, and on cue I heard Charlie's cruiser pulling up.
Edward released his arm from me and looked to the door. I looked too.
Charlie walked in, his eyes tired. He hung his jacket and gun up. "Hey, Esto, is this Edward?" He smiled to Edward.
Edward smiled back. "It's nice to meet you Mr. Swan."
What's with the formalities? I laughed, gaining both their attention.
"What's so funny, Esto? And it's nice to meet you too, Edward."
"Nothing."
"Thank you. Erm I'm going to get going, Esto. I'll pick you up tomorrow." He smiled at me, Charlie was now already up the stairs so we were alone.
"You're going to come for me again?" I laughed at ruffled his soft hair.
He closed his eyes and plopped his forehead against mine. He went serious. "I'll see you tomorrow." He brushed his cheek against mine, leaving me breathless. He smiled in victory and was out the door in a flash, leaving me flustered.
I have to admit that I was a little aroused by today, okay a lot aroused.
I went to bed then and sunk into its glory, wishing Edward was by me.
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