Disclaimer: I don't own twilight, or any of these characters.
Preface
Third person. ;)
Bella Swan, daughter of Renee and Charlie Swan.
Edward Masen, son of Elizabeth and Edward Sr. Masen.
Both the years most sought after celebs, staring in most anticipated films of the year. Watched under the eye of the vulture like papparazzi. Every detail of their lives, printed in black and white for everyone to read.
Both of whom, currently sitting up in bed gaping at each other.
Bella pulled the covers up to cover her bare breasts, the cool metal that lay on her left ring finger bringing her attention to it. Edwards eyes laid on it seconds after Bellas did, Edward brought his hand out from under the covers, both Edwards and Bellas eyes darted from one ring to the other.
The sound of the people in the next room to them making loud moaning and banging noises along with the sound of music playing started. They both locked eyes.
"Does... does this mean we're..." Edward stammered.
"Shit." Bella breathed.
"Shit shit." Edward replied.
"Fuck fuck fuck, I'm in so much shit." Bella groaned.
"Uh huh." Edward slumped back in the bed along with Bella, both horrified with their behaviour. "My mum's going to kill me."
"What have I done?" Bella groaned again, asking no one in particular, following Edward's actions.
Edward pulled at his hair as he stared up at the ceiling. "This is all my fault. I'm so sorry."
"Don't apologise. This is just as much my fault as it is yours."
Edward sighed. "I guess we're in this together."
"What are we going to do?" Bella whispered, tears pooling in her eyes.
The banging in the room next door stopped, and Bella and Edward heard the music loud and clear.
That's what you get for waking up in vegas.