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This is an unfinished chapter. Furthermore, it's an unfinished scene. This is all I have of this fic that I haven't shared; I've been getting so many reviews and messages about continuing this story so I figured that... this is the least I can do.
Because, yes. I'm not going to continue this. I don't like saying that with such surety; I usually wouldn't. But I know myself and I won't lie to any of you. I became I member of the Twilight fandom a long time ago and to be completely honest I've lost not only my interest for the series but more importantly my passion for it.
I really feel awful saying that. Every one of you that has supported and loved and reccommended this story has made me more happy than I can say. I'm glad that you read my ramblings and enjoyed it. I wish I could tell you all where this story was going and how it would end, but this truth is I have no clue because it really... didn't have a plot to begin with haha. But knowing me I can say that yes, they would undoubtedly fall in love and have mindblowing sex after all this tension.
So... I'm sorry. I know how disappointing it is to love an abandoned story and wish it could be completed. I hope you all understand. If it's any consolation, here's all I have of the next chapter. This is it.
It took approximately an hour for Edward to get ready that night, much to his chagrin. It was ridiculous really, how slow he was being about showering and getting dressed-something that only took him fifteen minutes on a normal day. He was nervous though, and when he was nervous he became very slow and precise about things, and what was worse, Alice had flounced into his room at the end of it, took one look at his completely appropriate shirt, and gave him that look.
"What?" he'd snapped, on the brink of really snapping anyway, and she'd reached into his closet and pulled out some green and grey plaid shirt he'd never worn before.
"Wear this. Trust me," she said with a reassuring smile, and he'd rolled his eyes and changed into it, just to avoid an argument.
Now he was quite happy with his sister's choice, actually, because he was currently standing near the stairs in the middle of a party, (Hadn't Bella said it'd be small?) and Bella had greeted him at the door, took one look at his outfit, and smiled a very slow, very hypnotizing smile.
Suddenly he felt ten different types of shy, and he quirked his lips and blushed, diverting his eyes to the floor.
"Got here okay?" she said over the music, and placed her hand on his forearm.
He felt her touch down to his damn toes, and nodded, glancing up to observe the room as an adequate distraction. There were ten people in the living room, more or less, and he could see more in the kitchen, and out on the back patio. Alice was already outside laughing with some of her friends.
"Good," she said, sidling closer. A whiff of lavender and Bella invaded his senses and he breathed her in; one hand reached for her waist unconsciously, again. She was warm under his palm, and she was wearing low-riding jeans and this yellow top that just it was just perfect and soft to his touch, and he saw her curled hair brush his shoulder as she stepped forward.
"Did I miss anything?" he asked.
She shrugged and rolled her eyes. "Not really. Just hanging out."
It was a vague answer, but he took it. "Is this what usually happens at parties?" he asked, mocking his own cluelessness.
The skin around Bella's eyes crinkled as she studied him with narrowed eyes, and an amused smile curled the tips of her lips up. "I'm glad you came," she said, leaning towards him. Her lower body pressed against his, and his back collided and dug into the stair railing, but fuck if he cared.
She was warm and pretty and against him. A flush filled his cheeks and he swallowed; he was suddenly aware that other people were in the room, and his eyes flicked up to check if anyone was noticing this. 'This' meaning Isabella Swan wrapping her arms around his waist as if he was remotely desirable company.
"Want to get a drink and go upstairs?" she asked, her cheeks pooling with a reflecting blush.