Fic: An Impossible Situation (Edward/Bella)
Title: An Impossible Situation
Fandom: Twilight
Characters: Edward/Bella
Prompt: #004 Impossible
Word Count: 193
Rating: G
Summary: She can’t think, can’t breathe, can’t move.
Notes: Written for 10_fics. December 31.
She can’t think, can’t breathe, can’t move.
He is staring at her again and instead of the usual frustration in his golden eyes, there is a dizzying look of desire. No one has studied her with such intensity before - or with such desperation. While it’s an improvement from the hostility, she finds she’s in an impossible situation with him yet again.
At the best of times, she is clumsy. Now with his eyes on her, her knees are even more weakened and she feels awkward and out of place. She’s certain that she’ll fall if he so much as breathes in her direction.
She swallows hard and leans back against the wall for support. She does her best not to look back at him too much and get caught in his hypnotic eyes.
He continues to watch her, a small and mysterious smile playing at his lips.
She lets her hair fall over her shoulder, obscuring her view of him. It helps. For about twenty seconds. The urge to peek at him is too strong.
When she straightens and looks back up he’s gone and oddly, she finds that she’s disappointed by that.
Fandom: Twilight
Characters: Edward/Bella
Prompt: #004 Impossible
Word Count: 193
Rating: G
Summary: She can’t think, can’t breathe, can’t move.
Notes: Written for 10_fics. December 31.
She can’t think, can’t breathe, can’t move.
He is staring at her again and instead of the usual frustration in his golden eyes, there is a dizzying look of desire. No one has studied her with such intensity before - or with such desperation. While it’s an improvement from the hostility, she finds she’s in an impossible situation with him yet again.
At the best of times, she is clumsy. Now with his eyes on her, her knees are even more weakened and she feels awkward and out of place. She’s certain that she’ll fall if he so much as breathes in her direction.
She swallows hard and leans back against the wall for support. She does her best not to look back at him too much and get caught in his hypnotic eyes.
He continues to watch her, a small and mysterious smile playing at his lips.
She lets her hair fall over her shoulder, obscuring her view of him. It helps. For about twenty seconds. The urge to peek at him is too strong.
When she straightens and looks back up he’s gone and oddly, she finds that she’s disappointed by that.