give me an emmett cullen who wears dark red plaid shirts, tucked underneath a blue-jean jacket with tan fur lined hood. give me an emmett cullen who wears black skinny jeans with a single hole cut into the left knee, revealing slivers of tanned skin with toned muscles. give me an emmett cullen that wears a dark beanie nestled over his dark curls and beaded bracelets on his wrists. give me an emmett cullen with light smatterings of freckles over the bridge of his nose, and a scar gently embedded in the skin above his left eyebrow.
give me an emmett cullen who gets flour on his nose as he works in a local café, tending to the pastries that he handmade. give me an emmett who gives the children who come into the café little animal shaped cookies with sugar on them. give me an emmett cullen who sips vanilla mocha's and gets the whipped cream on his nose. give me an emmett cullen who hunches his large body into a small café table and writes his high school philosophy papers, trying to keep the sleep deprivation from getting to him.
give me a emmett cullen who walks down the street, winking at any girl who holds his eyes with a suggestive smile. give me an emmett cullen with sleeve black inked tattoos, and allows drunk girls to place their hands onto his naked chest and gush about how toned he is at bars. give me an emmett cullen who kicks the asses of men at the bar who can't take no for an answer. give me an emmett cullen who calls an uber for drunk girls and their overworked sober friends so they can get home safely.
give me an emmett cullen who's a star athlete, that takes off his helmet after a hard rival game and shouts with a wide, dimpled smile into the busy high school bleachers. give me an emmett cullen who never remembers his locker combination. give me an emmett cullen who is dyslexic but still loves to read and an emmett cullen that stays after school for extra help in math.
give me an emmett cullen being so sweet and sporty and soft.
give me a rosalie hale who gives herself crimped hair, which she messily places into an artistic bun atop her head, with fly-away hairs trickling down her neck. give me a rosalie hale that wears a dark jean jacket with a popped collar that skims the underside of her jawline. give me a rosalie that wears white pinstriped shirts and short skirts to show off her thick thighs. give me a rosalie hale who wears spiked toed combat boots, and band braclets on her pale wrists.
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La Tua Cantante
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