R's POV

My ears began to ring from screams, as hundreds of girls came rushing into the convention.

"You ok?"

I looked over at my co-star, my heart fluttered a little.

"Yeah," I said laughing. "I guess I'll never get over the constant screaming."

Kristen smiled and turned to the first fan that approached us for the autograph signing.

"OhMy GoshOhMyGosh!!!" her words seemed to jumble up into one from her excitement, "It's you! It's really you!! Bella Swan and Edward Cullen!!! AHHHHHH!!!!"

"You mean Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattinson…." Kristen mumbled under her breath, but kindly smiled and signed the girls Twilight book.

I looked down and chuckled. I had always wondered if the fans that we had liked us for who we were, or only for the characters that we pretended to be.

"Robert!!! I can't believe I'm actually meeting you!!! EEEEEEEP!!!!" The next girl brought me back from my thoughts.

"Hello," I said as sweetly as I could, "Where would you like me to sign?"

Shock came across her face, followed by a huge smile as she pulled up her shirt and leaned across the table to me.

"Sign my stomach!" she screeched through her shirt."

It was then that I noticed my poor choice of words…Idiot. The camera men and photographers were now in a frenzy, clicking and filming away.

Kristen began laughing beside me, holding onto the table for support. I tried laughing to, but it didn't come out right. The girl was close to flashing me.

"Oh shit!" Kristen laughed between breaths of air.

Smiling for the cameras, I quickly signed my name, noticing how sloppy it looked because the girl's stomach made convulsions from her incessant giggling.

When I was done, she ran away screaming at the top of her lungs. With her shirt still up.

Kristen sighed beside me after almost signing a guys butt. She had signed his lower back, but it was a close call.

"Only seven more hours of this." she muttered.

"Until we have to do it again." I teased.

"Damn it. Don't remind me."

I laughed and looked over the sea of, flashing cameras, reporters, and screaming fans. It really did amaze me how much stamina these girls had; staying up until the wee hours of the morning, just for a few seconds of meeting someone who portrays a fictional character from a book. Of course I loved my fans, but it wasn't as if I was the real Edward Cullen…It wasn't as if he really existed…

E's POV

I barely registered that it was morning time as I held her in my arms.

"Mmm… Bella…" I whispered in her ear.

It was amazing to me how her breath, body, and voice could still captivate me. If I thought she was my personal 'heroine' before, it was nothing compared to now. My fingers tingled where they touched her velvet skin. Hers seemed eager as they danced across my bare chest. I shook from the feel of it. Her soft hands were light as feathers but still urgent as they moved around to the small of my back. Amazing.

I growled as a loud and obnoxious voice interrupted us.

"Damn it Edward! Do you know how sickening it is to have to come here and remind you guys that we have to go to school! We can hear you from a mile away!" Rosalie sneered.

I was not in the mood for this.

"Rose! Why don't you take out a mirror and leave us alone!" I yelled as I began to kiss Bella again.

"That will keep her preoccupied." I said to Bella. She giggled.

"Edward. Anthony. Mason. Cullen." Rosalie began slowly but menacingly, "If you two do not get out of that house right now, I'll call Emmett over, and you KNOW he'll be much worse than me!"

Bella hissed, but slowly began to get up, sliding out from under my body.

"Let's go Edward." She said in defeat, "I can handle Rose, but Emmett…" She trailed off shivering.

I ran with her to the too large closet, and quickly began to put on some clothes. I couldn't seem to keep my eyes off Bella as we changed.

"Beautiful…" I murmured.

That one word had me pulling her into my arms. I felt the clothes rip and tear under our hard bodies as we started where we had stopped; hearing Rosalie storm off in fury to get Emmett.

I wondered what I did to deserve this happiness, this joy, this love. I felt intoxicated with it, almost spoiled rotten to the core with my immeasurable amount of good luck. I knew deep down inside my cold dead heart, that I would change nothing about my existence. It was perfect. Just like how the woman I was holding in my arms was perfect.

How could I possibly love anyone but her?

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