Iridescence | Edward x OC

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"I'm glad. I wasn't sure if it would be your scene or not," he explained, "so, what do you say we go and grab some roller skates?"

Aris nodded excitedly, taking his hand and running them over to the counter. She felt like a child again. Her heart racing with adrenaline at the excitement of all the things that they could do there. She found her interest in Clay resurfacing again, seeing as they had found another thing in common, that being they both shared a love for fun and chaotic atmospheres.

Their time on the rink went by insanely fast, the both of them making each other laugh nonstop and conversation never seeming to run out. Aris loved Clay's company, and found herself genuinely enjoying the time she spent with him. He was fun, they had several things in common, and he was super nice. He was everything she could want in another person, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find within herself the infatuation you got from being around someone that you like as more than friends. When they held hands on the rink, no sparks shot throughout her body. When he sent compliments and subtle hints her way, she didn't get any butterflies whatsoever. Maybe slight nausea, but no butterflies. She wanted so badly to just be best friends. That's all she could ever see him as, and she knew that even before going into this date. They had spent a decent amount of time together in groups and in gym class over the past two weeks, but the closer she got with him, the more she just saw him as a best friend, a brother even.

They both sat down on the bench outside of the rink, unlacing their skates and catching their breath.

Aris felt her phone buzz in her back pocket, her then immediately pulling it out to see who had texted her.

Edwhore (pain in my ass)

Having fun with concrete on your date?
read 04:52

Concrete? I'm confused
                                                                 sent 04:52

Clay, concrete - they're both
building substances, what's the
difference?
read 04:53

You're an ass. And to
answer your question, yes,
I am having fun. The "House
of Fun" is in fact fun. Thanks
for asking :)
                                       sent 04:53

You sure? You don't need me
to come and rescue you
again?
read 04:53

That wasn't rescuing, that
was ruining. Plus, you
promised you wouldn't do
it again.
                                            sent 04:53

I was saving you from his
cliché and boring mind.
There's nothing original going
on in that kids head. You need
someone who'll keep things
interesting.
read 04:54

Who? Like you? Also, if
"rescuing" in your mind
means putting an
innocent girl in the
hospital, then you're a
mad man and need
  some heavy therapy.
                                              sent 04:54

Don't be stupid, I wasn't
referring to myself. What about
that kid Clark you seemed
pretty close with at the Denali's?
He seems better suited for you
than someone named after
something that comes out of the
ground.
read 04:54

You mean the one you
threw a hissy fit over
because he had his
    arm around me?
                                                  sent 04:54

It wasn't a hissy fit, and
it wasn't because of
that. I just wasn't having
a good day, don't flatter
yourself.
read 04:54

You, Edward Cullen,
are a horrible liar, even
    over text.
                                                  sent 04:54

Whatever. Go have fun on
your date with pavement.
read 04:55

I will :)
                                                      sent 04:55

Aris sat her phone back down, running her fingers through her hair. How was it possible that she got more butterflies from a set of texts than she did throughout an entire date? And what was so wrong with her to the point where she couldn't even focus her attention towards a nice boy who liked her and was good for her, because she was too stuck on the thoughts that never seemed to leave her mind, circling around the one person that she hated so much, but also drove her absolutely crazy in the best way possible. She knew that she had made him promise to not ruin another one of her dates, but that was more for Clay's sake than hers. And honestly, right now, even though she'd never admit it, all she wanted in that moment was for Edward to show up and give her the sparks and butterflies that he always did when she was near him.

Edward paced around his bedroom, his phone faced up on his bed with the screen of their text messages glowing.

'I promised her I wouldn't do it again, so I won't.' He repeated to himself over and over, clutching his auburn locks frustratedly as he continued to walk in swift circles around the room.

He didn't want to be controlling. He didn't want to be possessive. He couldn't help it though. The grip that Aris held on him was too great. The thought of her enjoying herself on that date with Clay was maddening. It was so maddening that it was physically clouding his sense of judgement.

'Oh for Christ's sake.' He grabbed his phone and keys, storming out of his room and out of the house, towards his car.

Edward knew that it was wrong and that he was breaking his promise, but it was a spur of the moment decision he had made out of sheer anger and impulse. He didn't hesitate before stepping on the gas and speeding out of the driveway while typing "House of Fun" into his GPS. He knew that Aris would be livid, but he also knew she'd forgive him. He could tell that, even though she hid it well, she felt the same way for him that he did for her.

So there he was, speeding through town like his life depended on it, on his way to ruin another one of Aris's dates.