Edward Cullen is one of the hottest stars in Nashville his chart topping country hits were right up there with the legends Kenney Keith Hank and Tim. Bella Swan has just arrived in Nashville her dreams finally coming true as she's landed a record deal and a spot on Lady Antebellum's summer tour. When these two country sweet hearts meet sparks will fly. But not everything is as it seems Bella's dead sister might not be so dead what really happened to her and how will it change the budding relationship between these two country sweet hearts.
A/N this story came to me in a dream I hope you like it. Also I listened to the songs featured in this story as I wrote it. A slight suggestion is to do the same as you read it really helps for the effect.
Disclaimer the songs and characters are the original property of the people who created them my plot line and original characters belong to me.
Song in this chapter:
She's Country by Jason Aldean
Sing Me A Little Country Song
Chapter 1 She's Country
Edward POV
"You boys ever met a real country girl? I'm talkin' true blue, out in the woods
Down home country"
The guitar was natural to me as I played the familiar tune. Tonight's show was one I'd been waiting for. It was the last show before I got to go home to Nashville. I let my fingers fly across the strings as I turned my mouth back to the mic.
"She's a hot little number in her pick-up truck Daddy's sweet money done jacked it up
She's a party all-nighter from South Carolina
A bad mamma-jamma from down in Alabama
She's a ragin' Cajun, lunatic from Brunswick,
Juicy Georgia peach,
With a thick southern drawl, sexy swingin' walk"
I listened as the crowd roared this song was a crowd favorite that I enjoyed singing on stage just as much as I had enjoyed writing it and recording it.
"Brother she's all country, shoot,
From her cowboy boots to her down home roots
She's country,From the song she plays to the prayer she prays
That's the way she was born and raised,
She ain't afraid to stay country
Brother she's country" When it hit number one on the American country top forty I nearly had a heart attack I never thought my music would be popular boy was I wrong.
"we love you Edward." the crowd screamed as I sang the next verse. I could see girls in the crowd sporting t-shirts with my face on them.
"A hell raisin' sugar when the sun goes down
Mama taught her how to rip up the town
Honey drippin' honey from a holler in Kentucky,Get's ya flippin' kinda trippy like a Mississippi hippie
She's a Kansas princess, Crazy mother trucker, undercover lover,
Thick southern drawl, sexy swingin' walk"
"Brother she's all country, shoot,
From her cowboy boots to her down-home roots
She's country,
From the song she plays to the prayer she prays
That's the way she was born and raised, she ain't afraid to stay countryNothin' but country"
"(Thick Southern drawl
Sexy swingin' walk)"
"Aw, show 'em how a country girl does it one time, now"
As I sang that line girls from the audience jumped on stage and started dancing. I smiled at them and motioned for them to dance next to me as I started in on the next verse.
"Brother she's country
From her cowboy boots to her down-home roots
Nothin' but country,Yeah, yeah"
"She's country, shoot,
From her cowboy boots to her down-home roots
She's country,
From the song she plays to the prayer she prays
That's the way she was born and raised, she ain't afraid to stay country
Yeah she's nothin but country,"
"She's all about the country"
"From the backwoods
She's home a grown
Down to the bone
She's country"
When the song ended the crowd went wild and it was in that moment I truly remembered why I loved singing country music so much my fans were people just like me. Some of them grew up on a farm like I had and some grew up in the city but they loved country music just as much as I did and that's what mattered to me most.
I closed my eyes for a brief second before throwing my hands up in the air. My guitar in one of them. I raised it in solute to my fans.
"thank y'all for coming tonight you guys mean the world to me and I wouldn't be any where with out you. G'night Dallas." I smiled and pumped my guitar in the air a few more times before exiting the stage. Life was good I 'didn't mind being on the rode but I couldn't wait to be home in Nashville With my family. My parents had died when I was thirteen but I loved my adoptive parents all the same. Carlisle was a Dr. and worked at Centennial Medical Center, While Esme worked as interior decorator. I was born an only child but when Esme and Carlisle took me in I gained a brother and a sister. They were older than me by a year, I was twenty two and they were twenty three. Alice had recently married her long time boyfriend and high school sweet heart Jasper Whitlock. Emmett and his wife Rosalie were on there second honeymoon after having married at eighteen. I was the odd man out but I didn't mind I was enjoying my career.
I was slowly coming down from the high that was being on stage crowd roaring in my ears. There was no greater high even drugs couldn't give you the feeling of adrenalin and joy. I entered my dressing room and grabbed a can of paps I took a swig as a flopped onto the leather sofa. It was nice to know that in just five hours I'd be home in Nashville. I sighed feeling strangely content as I sipped my beer.
Bella POV
I couldn't believe that I was finally here, Nashville was everything I had hoped it would be and more. I got myself a small apartment and tonight I had my first gig. My manager had set it up and assured me that a bunch of record people and talent scouts would be there. I couldn't wait to show what I could do, this was my big break my chance to make all of my dreams come true. I knew that it wasn't going to be easy and nothing big could come out of tonight, but I didn't care. I sighed feeling strangely optimistic for the first time in a very long time. I just wish my Dad was still around to see me here. I wonder if he is looking down on me now. I smiled.
"I m finally here Daddy" I murmured looking up with my eyes shut.
This had been his dream as much as it had been mine. When the cancer took him I felt like I had lost everything, and in away I had. When my mom remarried and I went to live with my Dad I'd lost touch with her. When he died I saw my mom at the funeral she looked as lost as I felt but I also knew that she was happy with Phil. I couldn't go live with them again there apple pie life style was to much for me to handle. So I stayed in Charlie's house as he'd left it to me and the day I graduated high school I packed up my stuff, and moved here. My roommate, my manager, and most importantly my best friend Angela had come with me. While I worked my ass off to get a record deal she would be helping me as much as she could while attending college.
I sighed and stood, stretching my arms above my head, I was all ready planning my outfit for tonight. My set list was ready and the house band at the bar I was playing in tonight had all ready learnt it. I was going in at six thirty for sound check. God sound check it sounded so music businessy.
Two hours later I was dressed and ready to go my hair was curled to perfection my make up perfectly subtle, my cowboy boots on my feet and my cowboy hat on my head. Guitar in its case I met Angela at the door and together we rode in my beet up old Chevy. To the bar were Tobey Keith had once done a show in his early days. Like so many other first time artists that were now huge in the music biz I had to start at the bottom and that meant performing in the bars of Nashville.
We arrived promptly at six twenty, and the music manager sent us to what was called the green room. Apparently the house band was waiting for me.
"OK" murmured Ange. "you know how this is going to go your just the opening act. You can't forget that." I sighed this I knew. I was opening for some big star that was coming back to his roots after finishing his winter tour.
"who am I opening for again." I asked even though no one had told me in the first place. Angela smiled an evil glint in he eye. I narrowed my eyes at her.
"who am I opening for Ange?" I asked my voice traveling up an octave in annoyance. I hated surprises, and she damn well knew it.
"um well I.." Ange was stuttering that could not be a good sign.
"Angela." I hissed. " spit it out." she smiled tentatively at me.
"Edward Cullen" she finally blurted. I froze mid step, my eyes went wide and my mouth flopped open I was sure I looked rather unattractive in that moment. Much like a fish I suspected. So I quickly shut my mouth and narrowed my eyes. I glared at her she waited until now to tell me that I was opening for the hottest and one of the youngest male country stars.
" I m sorry." Angela squeaked apologetically and my face softened. I sighed.
"OK it's no big deal I just have to be professional about this." I murmured. Ange laughed I narrowed my eyes at her.
"what?" I asked, "pray tell is so funny?" she stared at me.
"are you just saying that or are you hoping that you will actually believe it." I huffed and glared at her.
" I do not still have a crush on him. I m completely over him tonight will be good." I told her even though it was a complete lie. I had been crushing hard ever since I first heard the guy sing. His voice was pure country and completely beautiful. I could listen to him sing for hours. Ange poked me.
I glared at her.
"what you were starting to drool." I grimaced at her.
" I was not." she just laughed. " come on we have to go meet the band." she started to walk but I stayed put.
"he's um not in there is he?" she busted up laughing. I couldn't help myself I was probably his biggest fan and I didn't want to make a fool of myself. I was not some silly school girl. I shook my head at her an moved to walk past her.
"he isn't here yet" she murmured grabbing my arm and smiling softly at me. "I think your safe." I sighed.
"let's just get this over with." I pulled the door open and walked in. I smiled at the group of guys in the room. As soon as we had opened the door they got quiet.
"hi I'm Bella Swan and this is my manger and best friend Angela Webber."their mouths had dropped open and they were staring at me like I had two heads. One of them a cutie with blond hair and a black cowboy hat on his head. Stood up and extended his hand.
"we were wondering when you'd get here. I m Nick Lawrence. I'll be your lead guitar tonight." I smiled at him and shook his hand. I looked into his startling blue eyes.
" it's great to meet you." he smiled wider.
" And these yahoos." he laughed. " are my best friends. Alec plays drums." he gestured to a lanky brown haired guy who had on a Skynyrd t-shirt. He waved and I smiled at him. Nick continued with his introduction and I smiled and nodded at each guy in turn. All together there was Nick who played lead guitar, Alec who played drums. Beau who played bass, and Luke who played guitar as well. All of them were good looking and after a few minutes of getting to know each other we headed out to the stage to do sound check.
After testing everything and running quickly through my set list which consisted of three songs, all written by me and two covers. It was time. The bar had filled up quickly, there was every kind of person in this bar. Cowgirls and cowboys, bikers, drunks, rednecks, city girls and tourists. I smiled as the music manager leapt up on to the stage. I vaguely wondered if this was the bar that had inspired Tobey Keith's song "I love This Bar".
"how y'all doing tonight?" he bellowed into the mic. His southern twang was even more prominent then my own and I had grown up in a small country town in Georgia.
"I hope you're ready to party" he continued and I smiled. "now I know y'all can't wait to see Edward, but hold the applause and give it up for this beautiful small town southern girl. Bella Swan." he spoke as though he knew me and like Edward Cullen was his best friend. He left the stage and the band went on first the lights dimmed and a spotlight shone down on center stage. I gulped took a deep breath squeezed Angela's hand an jumped up on stage.
A/N So what did you think please let me know this is my first attempt at an alternate universe partially all human story. Please review.
Sam M