One Night Stand, or Something More?

I awoke to a perfectly chiseled, golden-bronze man pacing back and forth in front of me mumbling words I could not quite comprehend. Deciding I was still dreaming, I closed my eyes only to find myself unable to continue that perfect dream I was caught up in minutes before. Wait! The strange man is still in front of me, and I am most definitely not in my own room, or bed for that matter. Not wanting to be rude I quickly asked the man who he was and how the hell I ended up here. He responded in a beautiful velvety voice, "I am sorry love, it seems we were a bit drunk last night, you more than me, and well I do not quite understand what happened, but I'm sure you can understand the rest of the story. My name is Edward by the way." And with that he winked and walked out of the room.

Strange. Very Strange Indeed.

I stood up to go question him, for I had a terrible headache and did not quite understand what he was saying. As I stood up I slowly walked towards the double doors only to fall to the ground dizzily. As I stood up I encouraged myself. Get up Bella; you can't be that hung over. Unfortunately, it didn't quite work because I fell back down, and the whole world went blank.

24 HOURS EARLIER

Urghhh, why am I doing this? Why am I traveling halfway across the world to New York City? Oh, right...I am Isabella Marie Swan. And what is so significant about that? Absolutely, positively nothing. For I am a woman on a journey to find love, a life, and some happiness. If it were only that simple, of course I would already have accumulated those qualities. For all I am a clumsy girl who has grown out of a mediocre family. Firstly, I need to find work. What to do, what to do? Ahhh, I suppose it is only my first night…Lets go have some fun Bella…

An hour later I was sitting at a popular club in a skin tight red sequined dress with my absolutely favorite pair of black Jimmy Choos. Alice, my best friend back in Forks, Washington would have most definitely approve, no doubt about that. After I downed what it seemed to be my fiftieth drink of the night I started off to the dance floor only to find myself jumbled in a blob of nothingness…and then every sense of thought in my head disappeared as if I was being controlled by something else…

PRESENT TIME (Edwards POV)

"Wake up, Wake up, Wake up!" Oh lord, what will I do now? Tanya will be here shortly and I have a half naked girl on my bedroom floor. Obviously, this will not go down well. I am, of course, breaking up with Tanya, but this situation will make it a harder break for her than ever. I hate looking like that guy, the one that plays all of the girls, and the one that everyone wants only to get their hearts broken later. Oh, but it's the truth. That is what I am turning into, a monster!

"Uhmmm...Excuse me but can you stop shaking me crazily?" The words had come from the beautiful girl beneath me. God, that perfect body, those piercing chocolate brown eyes, and that expression on her face. I wish I could stay in this position forever.

"Hellloooo," she interrupted my fantasies, "You could at least tell me where I am, and maybe direct me towards the exit?"

What a disappointment, she wants to leave. Obviously, she doesn't see me as how I view her.

"Well first off what is your name?" I inquired.

She quickly replied Bella. I liked that. I liked that a lot.

"Well Bella, I suppose you are in my penthouse in New York, we met last night at this hot new club, Twilight. We were both drunk. One thing led to another, and here you are. Exits through those doors, but before you leave let me do one thing," I quickly grabbed a pen scribbled my number onto her hand before she quickly ran out.

Ahh, Bella! I hope she calls….