⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ੈ♡‧₊˚ #TRP ╱ ⠀ ⠀𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁 portrayal ⠀of 𝘉𝘌𝘓𝘓𝘈 𝘊𝘜𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘕 ! ⠀ ⠀ ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ ┊♡ ⠀𝖻𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅. 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗐/ 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗆. ⠀𝗹𝗲𝘄𝗱 / 𝗻𝗼𝗻 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖺𝗅. ⠀𝖼𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄 ﹠ 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝖽𝗆𝗌. ⠀ ⠀

// the way my lazy ass can’t keep up with my 3847437 accounts but i also love & want all of them to thrive — 😔

/ charlie deserves so much love 🥺

/ i wna make a cute little edit of bella 👉🏻👈🏻

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— inside of her. ⠀⠀⠀❝ we should head back soon. ❞ her voice is barely above a whisper, though she’s smiling. content and happy within his gentle hold. ⠀⠀⠀❝ charlie will be wondering where i am. ❞

— if he was pushed in the wrong way, it could end badly. isabella swallows deeply, her thumb brushing across his cold skin, leaning up once more to just gently nudge her nose with his, eyes fluttering closed as she desperately clings to whatever self control she had still —

— he was still holding back. she could see that just by how tense his jaw was clenched and how strained his voice sounded when he spoke. ⠀⠀⠀❝ i 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸. ❞ she wouldn’t push him. she knew that edward would never intentionally hurt her, but she also knew that —

bella found it impossible not to lean into his touch, even if his skin still sent a shiver down her spine by how cold it was. her cheek against his hand, bella breathes a small laugh, leaning up just as he leans in to let her lips press gently against his. —

— an apple, placing it into her bowl, not making direct eye contact with the boy beside her.

— she hadn’t meant for her words to come off so sternly, but she absolutely meant them. this constant back and forth was seeming to drive her insane, when all she wanted was answers. “what do you want, edward? can you just answer me that?” her hand reaches to grab —

— lingering eyes on her, cold glares and confused looks from her friends when edward speaks from beside her. his words alone make her breathe a soft scoff, eyes quickly rolling as she shakes her head. “yeah, well, it’s hard to do that when we go to the same school.” —

— bella makes her way over toward the salad bar to refill her bowl. she needed space and time away from this boy, but whenever she tried, he just seemed to find his way back into her head. he was 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, and that frustrated her to no ends. she could feel —

bella had spotted him from across the cafeteria, heart almost stilling in her chest at the way he and his family looked at her. it seemed like every single one of them had a problem with her, and she hated not knowing what the issue was. pushing herself up from her seat, —

// i just watched twilight with my boyfriend for the first time and i practically quoted the entire thing word for word ...

— ⠀⠀⠀❝ I can’t wait. ❞ Truly, she couldn’t. It was a blissful future that she could only dream about, loving how thrilling it seemed. 𝘚𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳. Bella’s eyes meet his, her smile still bright and filled with love. ⠀⠀⠀❝ Can you kiss me? ❞

Bella feels her stomach flip with adoration at how Edward looked at her, soul souring so high that she was sure it would never return. Her gaze falls down, laugh passing her parted lips, tongue grazing her lower tier before she clamps down on it with her teeth. —

/ this shit is beautiful

— would guide her away from that. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺. She knew that.