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Hello! So, this story was inspired by a dream I had a couple months ago, about a real situation I was going through. I told my sister, and co author, BellaSC23 about it, and she said, "You know what? Make it into a story!" So, I sat down, pulled out my laptop, and started writing. I knew I didn't want it to be Bella and Edward. I wanted something different. So I chose Rosalie and Emmett as the two main characters of this story. I really hope you like it as much as the handful of people I tossed this to beforehand did. I made some changes to better suit my dream and to make it more interesting. And also because I'm a huge fan of Kellan Lutz. So without further or due, I give thee… I Love You, Buttercup!

Summary: Rosalie had a perfect life going. Filled with her loving family, amazing friends, and her amazing boyfriend. Everything was absolutely perfect. But one night, when she finds out her boyfriend isn't exactly Prince Charming, things change. As the weeks that follow push on, she realizes that the person she would have never thought would help her through her heartbreak is helping her in more ways she would have never thought possible.

1: I'm Not The Only One

The tears fell like rain on my face as I quietly closed the door to my room. I kicked off my shoes and lay on my bed. I took a shaky breath, but I couldn't stop the tears. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. But in fact, it was. And I couldn't do anything about it but cry.

I picked up my phone to call my sister Bella. It rang for a while. She didn't answer. I decided that it was probably better that way. She had other things, or her husband to do. I was just going to bug her. And I honestly didn't want to interrupt whatever her and her husband were up to at this very moment. I mean, I wanted to talk to her, but not enough to want to interrupt their late after noon Sexcapades.

I opened my laptop and decided to just block everyone and every thing out. I had things to do. Being a producer and singer wasn't something to mess around with. I loved doing what I did. And this was something big I was working on. For a movie that was slated to be released in a few months. But I couldn't even focus on that. A FaceTime call interrupted my work. And I answered it, not even bothering to check who it was.

"Yeah?" I ran a hand across my face, trying to wipe away the tears. Well fuck me! That made it worse!

"Are you okay?" I looked at the screen and saw the lead actor of the movie, and Bella's husband's brother, Emmett Cullen, looking worriedly at me. I shook my head and a fresh new wave of tears came. I tried to stop them but I couldn't. I hardly ever saw him. Just at Christmas last year. You know, when I wasn't sobbing uncontrollably with snot dripping from my nose, and the big, fat tears pouring from my eyes. I was well dressed, and happy. Now here he was, watching me cry like a baby.

"Um… I just found stuff out." I said. "Sorry." I said putting my hands over my face.

"What kind of stuff?" he asked me concerned now. As I figured out how to word what I'd just overheard. How could I tell Emmett Cullen, hollywood's hottest actor and my sister's husband's brother what I had just heard? I mean come on, what could I say that could cover up the truth? And no matter how I tried to rearrange it all in my head it still sounded wrong! I looked at him and even from here, I could see his blue eyes filled with concern. Had they always been that blue? Hmm… well, maybe. No, not this blue. This blue was different. Shit! This wasn't the time! What the hell was wrong with me? I needed to focus on the here and now. The tears and snot. And the reason for the tears and snot.

It was just easier to just tell him that my own boyfriend Connor was cheating on me with Lauren, who was my so called good friend! Oh, but that wasn't all! I would also include hearing that horrible part of the tale, I also happened to hear. The part where she was telling him that I was only in the relationship to make her jealous. And hearing that he believed her. It was like a punch in the chest. Or like a bulldozer had just run over my heart and soul and dragged it down the road, leaving it smashed and in tiny, tiny pieces. I cleared my throat and without even thinking, I let it all out, the words tumbling out of my mouth before I could stop them. I told him everything. From where I had been to how I was feeling now. Not sparing him any detail. He didn't say a word until I was done.

"Well…" he paused. I heard him move something on his end. "I think that's very unfortunate, and your boyfriend is the stupidest person on this planet if he believes her. But you know he isn't worth your tears. You need somebody better in your life. You should just dump him." I was about to respond when my sister ran in demanding to know why I called. She knew Emmett better than I did. She saw him more often, on account of the fact that he was the model for her male clothing line. When I did see him at Christmas, he had had a short conversation with me, asking me if I liked what I did. Oh, and he also had been the one to recommend me for the movie. Or so Bella said.

"Hey Emmett. Did my sister resort to calling you when I didn't answer?" she asked.

"No, I called her. I was actually going to ask her how the song was going. But I called at the wrong time."

"What happened?" she asked me again. I closed the door and filled her in.

My room was sound proof, thank God. Everyone else was probably still downstairs doing who knows what.

"We shouldn't have brought everyone together Sis." she said hugging me, rocking me like a child as I sniffled.

"I thought that we could. I was so wrong." I said rubbing my eyes.

"You weren't wrong. You just wanted to hang out with your friends. Don't feel bad over something you couldn't stop from happening Rosalie. " Emmett said. Even after me retelling the story and probably watching me cry again, he was still here. It was sweet of him.

"I know." I said sniffling again.

"Well, here's what you need to do." my sister said her authoritative voice kicking in. This meant she was dead serious and I had to do what she said. I hadn't done that a lot. Not since she got engaged.

"Play like you never heard anything. You act like you're still happy to be with Connor. Drop hints occasionally. Bring up bits and pieces of what you heard and throw it at them. Eventually they'll know. And if it means that your anger builds up and you end up exploding, I'll be there to support you." I smiled and hugged her tightly. "Thanks."

We talked with Emmett for a few minutes. He was dying to know about the song.

"You know I can't say a word about it." I said.

"Come on." he said. "I really want to know what it sounds like."

"Now Emmett you're the lead actor in this film. You'll be the first to hear it when the soundtrack is released."

"Fine fine." he said finally giving up.

"Hey before I go will you be at your sister's event tomorrow?"

"I always am." I said. "I have a performance. This is going to be one of her biggest fashion shows since she first started." I said excitedly.

"I might see you then. We should finish the movie early in the morning. It's some sort of small thing for the ending credits. But I'll be there. I'll try and find you. I'll Talk to you soon."

"Bye." my sister and I said and then he was gone. I sat on my bed the tears all but gone now. I felt better after talking to both of them for a while.

"Alright, let's go, Buttercup." she said pulling me by the hand to my door.

"Remember, you're still happy.

"Yeah, still happy." I mumbled. Bullshit. I thought. This was not going to be an easy task.

We had a lot of our friends over at our house. This house was one of the first things I'd bought when my money started coming in. This house was perfectly located near the beach. When Connor and I had first started dating, we had already made plans to have friends over for the summer. My other producer friend, Tyler was eager to join us. He was from Australia and was just dying to spend his summer here. Connor was his friend. I had no idea of Tyler knew anything, but when he found out, I didn't want to be around.

I walked downstairs and ran smack into Connor. He automatically caught me and held me close to him. He was from Australia too, of course. And his accent always got me. But not tonight. There was no warm and tingly feeling in my stomach. No butterflies, no heart racing. When he kissed me, it felt all wrong. Now that I knew that his lips had been on Lauren's mouth, I wanted to break out of his grasp and wash my mouth with bleach.

I forced a smile and kissed him back.

"What happened Buttercup? You look like you've been crying." What happened? What happened? Oh Connor, you cheating son of a bitch, I'd tell you, but I have to listen to my sister.

So what did I do? I lied. "I was just stressed you know, what with me producing the song for the new movie." He set me down and took my hand in his and walked with me outside. Lauren was there talking on her phone. He walked us past her and down to the tree nearby. There was a hammock there with a swing. We sat on the swing and he put an arm around my shoulders.

"So, what are our plans for tomorrow?" Connor asked me swinging us slowly back and forth.

"Well, I have a performance at Bella's fashion show tomorrow. And then well, I assume I'll be free for the rest of the evening."

"Oh yeah the show." he said looking up at the stars. It was then that I was reminded of one of the many reasons I had fallen for Connor. With his dark hair and green eyes and perfectly sculpted face and amazing body, who could compare? Before I had found out what he and Lauren were up to, I thought he was the sweetest, loyalist man out there. Not to mention that whenever I was around him, I felt like a princess. He never let me lift a finger on movie nights, and we always went out to amazing places I'd never imagined being. And on my birthday he had gotten me a book autographed by my favorite author. Connor was the lead singer of a band that had the lamest name. Weirdly, everyone seemed to love. They were the SlingShots. And their fandom, or whatever they were called themselves the Slingers, or the hardcore ones were the Shooters. Either way, they were both weird. I was at most of his shows, and had actually produced their first single. After that, they had their own record label, and well, I wasn't needed anymore. I had let that one go, because Connor was Connor, and at the time he was my everything. Mr. Right.

"Well Rose." he began. I knew this one very well. So I wasn't surprised by what he said next.

"I won't be able to go that event tomorrow. Eric called me just before you came downstairs. We have to get some practice in before we go back on tour. We go back in two months." It was the middle of June now. And I knew for a fact that Eric was one to love to practice two years before a tour. He was just that much of a perfectionist.

"Oh, well, okay. I probably wouldn't be able to sit with you if you did go." I said biting back the anger that was just waiting to burst from me.

"I'm sorry beautiful." he said leaning over to kiss me. Again I got that nasty feeling when he kissed me. How could he even dare kiss me when he had just been shit talking with Lauren about me just a few minutes earlier? Not to mention kissing her? But taking my sister's advice, I played along.

"What time will you be back after the event? I can make it so that practice ends when it's over so we can do stuff." I smiled.

"It'll be at seven in the evening. We should be home at around ten."

"That late?" he looked surprised. "Yeah, you know Bella. She always wants her shows at the times that Edward can make it at.

Edward was Bella Alice and my attorney. That's how Bella had met him. When she had a lawsuit against her from another designer, and her biggest competitor, Katie Marshall. Edward and her had a few meetings, and by the time the case was won on Bella's part, they were going on dates, and by my eighteenth birthday, they were madly in love. They were engaged on April 24, the day after my birthday. It was so fast. Just like that. In less than two years, they were married. Now here we were a year and two months after their engagement and two months after their wedding, which had been three days after my nineteenth birthday. I was the youngest producer in the industry at almost twenty.

"Right." Connor said grinning. Tyler yelled that the hamburgers were ready from near the pool. I jumped up with Connor close behind me and I headed straight for the grill.

That night we were all hanging out in the living room watching one of Emmett's first movies. He had played Hercules, and I couldn't deny that he looked sexy and very powerful in it. The role fit him to perfection.

I never said it out loud, but if I had to pick between him and Royce King, the guy who played Thor, I would pick Emmett.

Lauren always swooned over him, that is, when she wasn't listening to the guy from Maroon5 croon sweet, sweet melodies from her speaker system. Or when she wasn't literally salivating when she heard one of my friends, Ed Sheeran singing his number-one single, "Thinking Out Loud"

"Emmett Cullen. So beautiful. I mean look at his hair! I want to just run my fingers through his blond locks. Mmm, what I would give to have him pressed up against me in a tiny closet with the door locked with his lips on mine and…" she trailed off as we watched him on the screen.

"Yeah, he's okay." I said watching the movie and trying not to pay attention to the way Connor unsuccessfully snuck flirty looks at Lauren. Who tried doing a better job at returning them. None of them knew I saw them do it. Bella saw it though. And so did Edward.

That night, I was just about to go into my room, when Connor stopped me to give me a kiss goodnight. I returned it and he held me close for a long moment.

"I love you Rose." he said near my ear, his breath tickling my cheek. I blinked back the tears.

"I love you." I said resting my head on his shoulder. He let me go then and he touched my shoulder before he turned, and walked down the hall to his room. I walked back into my room and ran straight for the bathroom. I washed my face, and rubbed hand soap over my mouth. After that, I put on ChapStick and crawled under the covers and without even thinking, I pulled out my laptop and went to my movies. I hit play and fell asleep in the middle of The Notebook.

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