#twilight emmett imagine

you grinned, looking away from Emmett. you had to admit to yourself how gorgeous he was, and the way it made you feel when he complimented you.

you had noticed how often he stared at you. at first the staring, then the small touches, the bumping of his knee against yours while you watched TV, the arm over the back of the couch behind you…

“we should go out sometime,” Emmett stated, distracting you from your thoughts. 

you smiled, who needed to think about his intentions any more? you had that boy wrapped around your finger.