So here it is...
Since this is a Twilight fan fiction story in a way, some of the ideas belong to Stephenie Meyer.
---------------Nature Calls--------------
"Put me down, you psychotic, sadistic vampire!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, smashing my fists into his back despite the pain I felt. I grew numb to the pain pretty soon, but it was upsetting to known that my furious punches wouldn't leave even the faintest trace of a bruise on his pale, rock-hard body. "No. Now stop screaming and thrashing! And while you're at it, stop tickling me. It's getting hard to focus," he answered in an amused tone, turning his head back to look at me as he continued running. His view was blocked my backside, and he chuckled softly. His laughter grew louder once I started thrashing and shouting, "Stop staring at my ass!" I muttered a stream of quick and low curses at him, throwing in "let me go," "put me down," and "deranged vampire" between the rounds of profanities once in a while.
I knew nothing would stop him at this point, but I twisted my leg into a position which was immensely uncomfortable but from which I could hopefully get a chance of kicking him in the crotch. If he had any idea of what I was planning, he didn't react as far as I could tell. I took a deep breath- quite an accomplishment considering how he carried me; my lower abdomen and hips rested on his left shoulder while my feet dangled in front of him and my head hung only a few inches from his own muscled derriere, making it harder for me to concentrate. Summoning all my courage, I swung my foot back and then in the direction I aimed for. I expected him to stop me on time, but I was still disappointed and infuriated when his cold hand clutched my bare ankle tightly.
I shivered at the cold touch and blushed when his hand started slowly creeping up my leg. His hand lingered on my upper thigh and caressed it, causing me to stop breathing and moving all together. My heartbeat sped up, and he chuckled darkly
The next thing I knew, I stood straight on the ground, staring into his amused face. His lips were pressed into a tight line, and he twitched as he suppressed laughter. "You're an awful lot of trouble for a human girl, Anabella," he whispered into my ear, his cold arm wrapped tightly around my waist and my body suddenly against his. " I-I.. James, I..." I whispered back, embarrassed by how close we were and what I needed to say to him. He leaned back and looked at my face, his fine, dark eyebrows raised quizzically. I couldn't look away from his face- his gold eyes and the dark brown, nearly black hair that created a shocking contrast with his unusually pale skin. I couldn't look away, but I had to if I was going to say what I needed to say. I couldn't believe that I was about to expose myself to him like this, but I couldn't keep it in any longer.He grinned, exposing his startlingly white teeth, and I was almost certain that after I said what was about to burst out of me at any moment, I would not be able to look at his face ever again. He would probably never look at me ever again either...
I wasn't aware of how much time I was taking until I felt his lips at my throat again."Yes, Arabella," he whispered softly into my ear. Ok, I thought, I'm just going to say it. I can't take it anymore. I have to say it.
"James," I blurted out in a shaky voice when I finally gathered my courage. My body had become so hot from the embarrassment, I was sure I was running a temperature at which any human would be long dead."James... I- I really.. I really have to... Well... James," I stammered again, blinking away the sweat in my eyes, "DAMMIT! NATURE CALLS!"
This post has been edited by NiduenDrottning: 31 December 2008 - 08:12 PM

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