Augenblicke - The Twilight Twenty-Five – Round 8

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Prompt: #5

Pen name: TiramiSue84

Pairing/Characters: Bella/Emmett

Rating: T

Word count: 500

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"Don't give me that look, Swan."

"Dude, that's my face. My too-goddamn-early-in-the-morning-face." Yeah, I'm not a happy camper. Literally.

"Good thing I don't have to see it on a regular basis, then."

How anyone could crack jokes at five in the morning while others are struggling to keep their eyes open, is beyond me. It's just not normal! Clearly, there's something very, very wrong with Emmett Cullen. "Why am I friends with you again?"

"Because I'm adorable, all kinds of fantastic and because I have these," giving me his cheesiest smile, he proudly points at the two little dents appearing on his cheeks.

Groaning into my favorite pillow, I let myself fall back on the comfortable and extremely tempting wonderland that is my bed.

"Don't even think about it, Bella, it's not gonna happen." There's a chuckle and then a tap to my knee. "C'mon now, up . The others are waiting, so get your sorry ass moving."

Rolling over on my stomach, I grab the corner of the duvet and pull it over my head. "Don't care, go without me." If I can't see him, he can't see me either, right?

"Eh, no can do." He replies. I feel him tugging on the thin fabric covering my upper body and I tighten my own grip.

"Why not? Can't you see that I have something beautiful going on here? Besides, it's not like anyone will notice whether I'm around or not. You guys are all going to be busy doing couple stuff, leaving me somewhere in the woods to bore myself to death, so..."

I love my friends, really do, but being the proverbial fifth wheel gets a bit tiresome after a while.

Yeah, I'm a bit bitter also, but that's really not my friend's fault.

Sighing, I push duvet and pillow away and move off the bed. "Alright, fine. Let's go."

"Yes!" Emmett stands there, my bags already in hand, grinning from ear to ear. "You know, there's someone I want you to meet."

"What? Who?"

"Edward, of course. I told you he's tailing along."

"Eh, no? Who the hell is he?"

"Just my cousin. He's great; tall and funny, kinda cute too, I guess. You're gonna love him." The wink he sends my way tells me all I need to know.

"Are you guys trying to set me up?"

"No, of course not! Why would we ever do that?" His voice is a bit too high-pitched, the smirk he tries to suppress a little too obvious.

"Alright, that's it, I'm not going."

Before I even have the chance to turn around, his hands grab me by the waist. "Hell yes, you are! And since you won't come on your own..."

My threat of murder is left ignored as Emmett makes his way down the stairs, my bags dangling from his one shoulder, and me from the other.

Big thanks go out to lovely Lellabeth for reading this over for me.

Thanks for reading!