A Little Crazy by LolaShoes and tby789

A Little Crazy by LolaShoes and tby789
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5343033/1/A_Little_Crazy
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5343041/1/A_Little_Crazy
http://www.twilighted.net/viewstory.php?sid=7617
Word Count: 10,999

Official Description: Edward is the new, mysterious tenant across the street. Bella has spent her whole life here. Can he convince her that life isn’t a place, but what you keep with you? Originally an entry for algonquinrt’s Parkaward Contest by tby789 and LolaShoes

Check out the Audio Recording by @moijojojo on Lola’s blog or on Christina’s site.

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Kassiah says: Everyone knows how much I love tby789 and LolaShoes. I was so excited when I found out that they were teaming up to write an entry for the Parkaward Contest, and without a doubt this story is total and utter win.

I have a sick obsession with tattward but my god this is tattward like you’ve never seen. Tatteduppiercedparkaward. He’s hot.

He was beautiful and shirtless, his arms covered in blues, reds, and yellows. His hair was damp from sweat and his shorts were drenched with water from the bucket on the ground. I let my eyes linger on his arms, on the stories they told above the rippling muscles of his forearms and the taut lines of his biceps. His back was bare but for words in black along his lower spine.

Edward moved in to a house next to Bella’s. She baked him a pie.

“Hi,” I smiled. “I brought you a pie.”

His eyes broke from my gaze abruptly and looked down at my hands. “For me?” he asked, grinning.

I nodded, looking at the blue and red ink spanning his neck. “It’s what I do whenever someone moves into this house.”

His face registered this, and what looked like disappointment and excitement mixed over his features. His lips pressed together in recognition that other lips had tasted pies that I made just for them. His eyes shone when he guessed that I had only ever blended color like this for him.

“I went a little crazy with yours,” I confirmed, nodding to the pie. I bounced on my toes on the hot porch.

He took the pie and lifted the corner of his lip as he smiled. “I like a little crazy.”

I laughed and turned to leave, waving at him quickly. “Bye colorful neighbor guy.”

“Bye a-little-crazy neighbor girl,” he murmured.

And so it begins. They watch each other a bit, have dinner, and fall in love despite their differences in opinions, particularly about home.

“How long have you lived here?” he asked, his soft eyes full of genuine interest.

I shook my head distractedly. “In this town, my whole life. Across the street, three years.” His eyebrows rose. “What?” I asked, confused by his expression.

“That’s just,” he trailed off and shrugged. “I don’t know, hard for me to comprehend. Don’t you ever get the urge to just leave? To see new things?” His voice didn’t carry judgment; he was simply curious.

I considered this as my eyes followed the vivid blue ink that wound up his forearm and disappeared under the sleeve of his t-shirt. A river perhaps. From what I’d seen, his tattoos were all that way. Not shapes or drawings from a book, but his memories. Scenes of mountains and rivers, lush trees and thick vines. They told a story.

I met his eyes again. “My life is here.”

“But is your life a place? Or is your life made up of the few important things you can carry with you?”

I sat back, resting against a box behind me. “I guess I never thought about it that way. To me, I suppose, my world has consisted of what I’ve known – this town, my home. I’ve never ventured beyond it.”

“Maybe you just haven’t found what you want to keep with you.”

I love this story because the dialogue and the feelings are just so real. I love that in just a one/shot, Lo and Christina have created an entire world for us to love and enjoy. I love that it’s also fucking hot:

I pulled my head up and our eyes met. His were heavy and dark and his breathing was choppy. Lust spiked beneath my sternum and ran down my abdomen. “Show me?” I breathed.

His eyes dropped to the space between us and I rested my forehead against his again as his hand moved to cover mine. He shifted my grip up slightly before squeezing his hand around my fingers, tightening my grip. With a slow, smooth movement, he shifted our hands down, pulling his foreskin over his piercing in the process, and back up again, covering the head of his cock.

“You don’t have to be tentative,” he murmured. “It just makes me… sensitive.”

I repeated the action and felt his hand loosen and then release mine. My thumb reached his tip and I flicked it gently over the top, spreading the moisture around before stroking down again, his skin covering the piercing quickly in the downward movement. He moaned and his head fell back. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed heavily.

“God,” he hissed in a trembling breath. His hands moved up to cup my face, pulling me towards him and kissing me roughly. “That’s just… ” he trailed off, letting his teeth run over my bottom lip.

A Little Crazy is a great one/shot with an amazing plot, believable dialogue, fuckhot smexin’, and a tad bit of angst-not to mention that you get to listen to Moi’s sexy voice with the audio file. Trust me and go a little crazy yourself.