Isabella's pov
"You write" he asked, his tone mild with shock or mostly intrigued
I froze, literally frozen with my heart dropping , I was praying he'd not bring that up hoping he will forget everything he just read, it was already embarrassing enough that I threw up on him earlier, I didn't want to be reminded
that he Saw something he shouldn't have, and I as sure as hell didn't want to be talk about it, especially
with him.
But I guess the universe was out to get me today
not wanting to converse with him about something so private, I decided to put my few drama classes to use and pretended, I'd not heard him, he'd just leave me alone if I ignored him right?
I pressed my lips together as I removed my classes so I could clean them with my wet shirt . I could feel his eyes on my every move
feeling unnerved by his stare, I put them back on all the while keeping my gaze away from him.
it wasn't the neatest I could do but it worked
unfortunately I didn't bring my glasses case with me today ,
Suddenly Edward snorts, taking my broken laptop away from my laps, to place it at the back of the car, I
stiffened staring at this long fingers and vein running to the top of his arms , I swallowed
tearing my gaze away
" nice words" he would pound into her like he'd been starved for days I finally found my voice
and even tho it quivered , it was only due to embarrassment and not intimidation .
"Are you going to mock me or actually start driving? some people actually have things to do at their homes,
and don't have maids to do them
I don't even know if Tyler has maids, I don't know him at all other than the talks going round the school.
I don't face him to see his reaction to my words, I don't care how he felt right now, he now knew I wrote
sex scenes, which was personal and something I'd rather keep to myself , I don't want anyone to find out I'm lai, The best erotica writer online,
But Edward seems to not have taken my words to heart, since he answered quickly " I wasn't mocking you."
Those were actually nice words just lacked feeling,
This time I couldn't avoid looking at him, and I was surprised at how close he's face was to me, our eyes connected and I refrained from tearing mine away by how intimate this was he felt too close,
but I didn't want to give him the pleasure of seeing my composure diminish .
" what do you even know about writing" I seethed lowly .
How dare he critique my work based on a few paragraphs .
Edward thick brow raised, his green eyes slithering down my figure and then back to my eyes, I tried to act like his actions didn't unnerve me,
buh I couldn't lie my heart has stopped for a few seconds.
"I watch porn, even those actors and scripts gives me more feeling than what you wrote" he snorted
okay Edward Norton was an ass
Not that I don't already know due to his reputation but never had he been an ass to me before,
although to be fair he never spoke to me before either.
He may have noticed the shift of emotions in my eyes , because he cleared his throat winced and looked at me apologetically
"Look I'm sorry, but since you are a writer you need to take criticism right ?"
But instead of giving him an answer or explanation, I said tightly " maybe stop talking and more driving".
Edward brows shot up in surprise, never knew you will be feisty Isabella, there's amusement in his voice,
one that got me thinking about dangerous things I could do to him.
It would be called self defense right, whereas he broke my laptop right?
I stared at Edward thinking if to give in to my evil thoughts , my desire to give him a piece of my mind, but the more I stared into his crystal green eyes, the more they felt unreal .
Really I can't be in the same car with Edward Norton right, talking to him like gum
stuck to the bottom of my shoe right.
Instinctively, I pinched my arm a little harder than intended, "ow" I flinched , Edward eyes dropped to my arms and his thick brows furrow, " did you just pinched your arms," he tugged at the corners.
"Nope" I lied smoothly,
but not as smoothly as I thought
Edward laughed out, " you are a weird girl Isabella " Edward snorted and shook his wet hair ,
water fell on my face and mouth, and I spluttered
Edward laughed at my face and then held his hands up in surrender as I glared at him, unpleased by his amusement.
"Mind telling me the street address of your house again" he asked after he starts the car,
I stayed quiet for a few minutes, contemplating, whether to tell him or not , I didn't want Edward to catch a glimpse of my house .
As much as it psined me to admit it, I was ashamed by the type of house I grew up in,
it wasn't one to stand out among other houses , even if it did it wasn't because of its luxury exterior , but the opposite it stuck out like a sour thumb.
with the white painting chirped on the woods , the four stairs leading to the house ready to collapse
under any weight , and the door that would haunt anyone who so much as look at it . My house looked more like a haunted house, and not one that would be in front of a home decor magazine .
So I lied and said a completely different street, that was at least a five minutes walk from my house .