Emmett's love story

Chapter Three<3

I turned around too see who it was, and it was none other then….

EMMETT CULLEN!

He was gorgeous, he had short black hair, a perfect face and had the biggest muscles I had ever seen.

I think I love him, 

NO TILLY, WHAT THE HELL! YOU ONLY JUST MET HIM!!

“Would you like to tell me what you were doing, looking in my room?” he questioned,

“oh, sorry.. I just wanted too know what was in there, I’m noisy sorry”

“no your not you Tilly?” he joked

My heart was beating so fast but I laughed though it!

And he was funny..

I started too head down stairs, when I tripped and tumbled down two flights of stairs when I hit the bottom I mumbled “shit”.

Next thing I knew Emmett was standing beside me helping me up, 

“you do realise I can stand up perfectly well by myself?” I asked,

“Is that the welcome I get for saving you life?”

“oh, crap, thanks, it wont happen again”

“what? The car crash or the dying?” he chuckled sexily.

“both, wait, no I’ve nearly died a lot of times.. So I cant promise you on that one” I winked,

Next thing I knew Emmett was trapping me against the wall, he whispered in my ear “I don’t remember you being this sexy” in a joking tune,

“well yes, I was dying? And you wont remember anything unless you get of me”

“fiesty” then I felt his lips on mine, I wanted to kiss back, so badly, but instead I just pushed him away and said 

“On the second date maybe” 

There was a load of laugher coming from behind Emmett at that point, the whole Cullen Family were standing there,

I turned crimson.

“So Emmett’s home” tusked Carlisle

They were still laughing.

“I hate you, guys” I mocked, before tripping up the stairs, which made everyone laugh that tiny bit more”

A little bit later I came down stairs after storming to my room,

“Sorry guys, I don’t really hate you” I said while standing there embarrassing rubbing the back of my neck..

“we know, its fine, Tilly somethings been worrying me?” Carlisle noted sheepishly,

“What?!”

“You haven’t ate a single thing since you’ve been here and you’ve been here for a month?”

“well, I’ve only been conscious for four days and I don’t like eating, that much, kinda?”

“You don’t like eating?” they were all staring at me in awe.

“no..” I started rubbing my neck again nervously.

“why on earth not?! When was the last time you ate?”

“ three, maybe four months ago, I eat little things like yogurts though”

“FOUR MONTHS?”

“maybe three?”

Before Carlisle could get another word In edgeways, I walked upstairs again shyly.

I was sitting on my bed when Emmett walked in.