Preference 4: How He Asks You Out
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Edward: He asked you out ironically during a lab about the heart in biology class, which was the class where you two first met. He took your hand and gently rubbed your knuckles while you dissected the left ventricle of a pig's heart, getting you to look at him and inadvertently point the scalpel in your hand at his eyeballs. When you realized what you were doing, you squeaked out an apology and put the scalpel on the lab bench. After the threat to Edward's life wasn't serious, he handed you a small piece of paper that said, 'Will you go out on a date with me this Friday? Edward C.' You blushed and asked him, "Are you sure, Edward? I mean, there are hundreds of girls in our class-better yet, the whole school-who you could go out with that're prettier than me and smarter than-."
He held up a hand to silence your nervous blabbering and stated, "That may be true, but I am asking you out, Y/N. You are by far the prettiest girl in school and you deserve to know that you're always the prettiest one in the room. Therefore, I would like to take you out on a date this Friday after school, if you'll allow me to do so."
You didn't know what to say for a couple of moments before blushing, nodding, and answering, "Sure, Edward. I'll go out with you." Edward beamed and squeezed your hand while you two went back to the lap, both of you focusing now on what would happen this coming Friday as opposed to what the heart did when it was beating in a normal sinus rhythm.
Jasper: Jasper, being the traditional Southern gentleman, came to your house and knocked on the door, teetering on his feet with nerves as he waited for you to appear. When you opened the door, you were shocked to see Jasper standing on your doorstep with a bouquet of red roses in his hand; those were your favorite flowers, and you were beet-red as you took them from him. He looked up at you, smiled, and said, "These are for you, Y/N. You look stunning today as well."
"Thank you, Jasper. These are beautiful," you say as you take the flowers. You smiled and asked him, "Would you please come in? I'm going to put these into a vase so they don't wilt."
He nodded and walked inside, looking around the entryway and marveling at your simple yet elegant style; since your dad was always either working or out with his buddies, you could decorate the house in whatever style you wanted. He whispered while you put the roses into the most ornate vase you could find in the very messy kitchen, "Magnificent."
You blushed when you realized he was looking at you and said to the counter, "It's not much, and it's definitely nothing like your house when I saw it. I'm actually lucky my dad isn't here most of the time due to his work constantly calling him in, so I can basically do whatever I want while he's away, safely of course." You then looked at him and said, "But I'm thinking you didn't come here to admire my home decor, Jasper."
He nodded and blurted out way too quickly for you to register what he was saying at first, "Will you go out with me, Y/N?"
You stared at him with your mouth open wide, a blush very clear on your face as no one had ever asked you out. You nodded after a few minutes of silence and answered, "Yes, Jasper. I'll go out with you." He smiled and grabbed you in a tight hug when you emerged from behind the counter, spinning you around carefully so you didn't get hurt and laughing.
Emmett: You were walking through the school hallway when you heard lockers slamming next to you in rapid succession. When you tried to find the source of the slamming, Will you go out with me, Y/N? was spelled out along some lockers with Emmett standing at the end of the line with a single red rose in his hand. You couldn't help but giggle at his puppy dog eyes as he stared at you; this boy was too cute, and the fact that he didn't already have a girlfriend that you could tell baffled you. You answered his question, "I'd be stupid to say no to you, you cutie. Of course, I'll go out with you, Emmett Cullen!"
Emmett smiled and said while handing you the rose, "Pick you up at 8:00 at your house." Before you could tell him your address, he kissed your cheek and was gone.
You sighed and opened your locker to get your books for your morning classes, secretly giddy for your date with the gorgeously hot Emmett Cullen. If other students saw you at that moment, they'd think you were very happy about your upcoming Calculus test, but you didn't care. You were going out with the hottest guy in school, and you couldn't be more excited for your first date later that day.
Carlisle: You were alone in the break room when Carlisle entered and sat in front of you. He appeared to be holding something, but you couldn't tell what it was when you looked up to greet him at the door; you also didn't expect him to sit down directly in front of you like a man on a mission. You studied him with unwavering eyes and asked, "Can I help you, Carlisle?" You two were on first-name basis now due to him asking you to use his first name so he didn't sound old.
He nodded, smiled as if he was planning something you didn't want to know the answer to, and answered, "Yes, Y/N, you can help me." He saw your eyes nearly bug out of your head and he chuckled while saying, "It's nothing bad, I promise you that."
You sighed happily at the fact he wasn't going to try anything bad to you and asked while packing your unfinished work into your bag, "What is it? Trouble patient I have to talk down?"
He shook his head and said while you stood up from your seat, "Go out with me and I'll tell you. Otherwise, it's a secret until you do."
You blushed and countered after he too stood from his chair, "We're working, and I have the night shift. So when do you plan on taking me out and telling me this secret of yours?"
Carlisle chuckled and said, "I made sure you didn't have to work the night shift, and I'm not on call tonight, so we are both free birds. Now, go on that date with me, my lady." You didn't move for a minute and he held out his left hand to you while bowing like a true English gentleman and asking again, "May I have the honor of taking you out this evening, Miss Y/L/N?"
You blushed at how proper he was being since he never used to do this with you and said, "How can I say no to you when you're being such a gentleman? Of course I'll go out with you, Carlisle Cullen."
He smiled, stood up straight from his deep bow, and kissed your hand while saying, "See you after our shifts." He then left you alone to your thoughts and went back to checking in on his patients. You were speechless mostly due to the fact that you'd never been asked out by one of your colleagues before, let alone the sexy new doctor; you were going on a date with Carlisle freaking Cullen!!! That was enough to power you through your shift.

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Twilight Preferences and Imagines
FanfictionI saw a bunch of these types of things on Quotev and on here, so I thought I would give it a go! these are purely from my head, so they are all my original ideas. if you want me to do a certain preference/imagine, then let me know down in comments o...