I watched the new Natalia Kills video for mirrors and I fell in love with the concept. As soon as I saw the video I wanted to write a fic. So here we have it! Hope you enjoy!

Here are some of the lyrics which inspired me and the video will be posted on my profile. There will be some obvious scenes from the video in this but some of my own.

I own nothing. It's just something I wanted to play around with.

Shut your mouth and close the door
I wanna, watch you while you take it off
I'm gonna, take a blindfold put it on
And then I drop the letter to the floor
I said shut up!

Turning the lights out,
burnin' the candles
And the mirrors gonna fall tonight!
Turning the lights out,
Tighten the handcuffs
And the mirrors gonna fall tonight!

Sex, love, control, vanity

BELLA

Midnight. The time when all the evil stuff come out to play. The time you were afraid of as a child. It's also my favourite time of night. There's such a mysteriousness to it that intrigues me. Everything is silent and everything looks better when the sun goes down. I never used to be the kind of girl who had a wicked mind. I still don't, I just love darkness, blackness.

It all started when I discovered rock and metal music. It was like a part of me fell in love. The lyrics had such heart wrenching anguish in them and the heavy drums and controlling bass turned me on more than porn or any kind of obvious sex reference ever could. It was the innuendos and the sultriness of the lyrics that pulled me in. I have to say my taste in music had me labelled in with the Goths and emo's; even though my two best friends were the girliest girls you could ever meet. I allowed them to drag me to Britney Spears and Madonna concerts in return for them coming to see Audio Slave and The Pretty Reckless.

It was no surprise to any of them that I decided to become the front woman of an up and coming band whose lead singer just left. They called after watching videos of me sing on YouTube. The band was called Vanity. Everyone thought it was a stupid name but we loved it so it became us.

I still can't believe that after three years of posting stupid videos that I finally got my chance. I thought it was a hoax call and hung up on the guy so many times that eventually he had to come to my house and show me the contract. I've never looked back and the band has gone from strength to strength. We play sold out stadiums on tour and bands we love OPEN for us instead of the other way around.

Here I was driving to a shoot for our new album. The full band shots had already been done by some shit hot photographer called Jasper Hale. And he's not shit hot because he's my best friend Alice's fiancé, he really does do beautiful shots of anyone and anything. The band photos were stunning and really captured our personalities. However I was headed to do my shots for the inside covers and the deluxe album with a photo book of me and some of the band.

Edward Cullen; my other best friend Rosalie's, husbands, stepbrother. I have never met him because he has been in China for the last ten years. He is a freelance photographer and I decided to allow him to photograph me because I wanted something edgier and more me than what other photographers who knew me, wouldn't give me. Edward knew only of our music and had no stereotype for us. So this shoot is going to be full of dark themes and blackness. My favourite things in the world.

I was sitting in my car outside the small warehouse where the shoot would take place. Pulling my red lipstick out my purse I reapplied it to the makeup that had been applied by the stylist. I had black smoked out eyes with lashings of mascara. I had fake bangs in to create a really large full fringe which almost covered my eyes, I had dyed my hair a natural black colour the day before and so far I loved it. I finished with my lipstick and got out the car.

Two mean were waiting for me. I walked towards them in my huge heels. Black stripper heals with a gun for a heel. I had a black trench coat on with stockings and a lace black body underneath.

''Miss Swan?'' the tallest guy asked.

I nodded.

''Follow us''

I wasn't nervous. I knew what I wanted and Edward Cullen was going to give me it. I followed the men into the first room. It was pitch dark with a single spotlight centred on a large gilded mirror in the middle of the wall opposite us. I smiled to myself, he can follow instructions.

''Mr Cullen will be with you shortly Miss Swan'' The tall guy said and then he closed the door and left me to it.

I unbuttoned my coat and let it hang open. Walking towards the mirror I realised he had missed one crucial thing; the mirror was whole, not shattered as I asked. I sighed and walked over to it. Looking into the mirror I couldn't help but notice I looked good. I smirked at my reflection and stood with my hands on my hips. It was then the flash from a camera went off.

I spun round and heard footsteps running and the unmistakable sound of a camera shutter.

''Could you turn the light on for a moment please?'' I heard a lovely male voice shout, soft and smooth but also full of authority.

The lights went up and it took me a moment to get used to the fluorescents. When I was able to see I was looking at the most beautiful man I had ever seen. All cheekbones and jaw line. Beautiful golden brown eyes, such an odd colour but striking nonetheless. His hair could only be described as bed head; it was sitting in all directions. It was the strangest colour of coppery brown, not red but not brown. I realised then I had been staring and inwardly cursed myself.

''Isabella, I am Edward Cullen. It's a pleasure to meet you'' he said in that sultry voice.

''Please call me Bella, it's nice to meet you too'' I smiled politely and tried to stomp on the herd of butterflies in my stomach. He was looking at me with an odd expression. So I decided to break the silence.

''I asked for the mirror to be shattered, and yet it appears to be whole. I gave instructions on what I wanted and I expected them to be performed to the letter'' God I sounded like a bitch.

He smirked and looked down at me.

'' Well Bella I thought it'd make for a great shot if I photographed you smashing the mirror. So if you don't mind… TOM Lights out now!'' he said in a self assured manner. I shook my head and walked back to the mirror. I stood with my hands on my hips again with an appraising look on my face.

'' Okay sweetheart I want you to pose, pose like you're in love with the image in the mirror''

I did what he said. I admired my hair, my makeup and how awesome my legs looked. All the while he took pictures. I shrugged me coat off of my shoulders and heard him take a deep breath. I looked over my shoulder and smirked. He got a shot of that.

''Okay now I'm going to put the camera on the tripod and do what you asked'' I heard a few noises but stayed where I was, finally starting to get nervous.

''Okay relax sweetheart'' I heard our song coming through some speakers and relaxed as I heard my voice.

''Okay now I want you to keep posing but be aggressive''

I nodded and did what he asked. It was then his hands touched me. Grabbing my waist and sliding up my front just as I asked. When he came to my breasts I nearly froze. But this was just business. No matter how hot this was or how his hands were making a trail of fire blaze low in my abdomen. I threw my head back, my lip curling over my teeth as I did. He wasn't in the shot, just his hands.

I grabbed his hands and pushed him away. He stumbled over to the camera and nodded. I turned around and sneered at my reflection, Edward never stopping the flow of the camera shutter. I brought my right foot up as high as it would go and kicked hard at the mirror and watched in satisfaction as it cracked and small shards fell to the ground. I smiled one last time as I heard him take the last picture from this scene.

''How do they look?'' I asked nervously.

He smiled and just looked at me. I felt myself blush and look away.

''Go get changed and meet me in the next room''