Yet another songfic. I don't know why, but I havn't finished any of my smut stories. It's weird. So anyway, this is a songfic for Lady Gaga's Paparazzi.

Edward and Bella have been friends for years, and Bella knows Edward has talent. She developes an affinaty for photography and starts taking pictures of Edward. Not only does Edward look good on camera, he is the lead singer of a band. When they get noticed in L.A. Edward begans to change.

Paparazzi

I always knew Edward would go places. He had to much talent and he was to good looking to not have on camera. I knew he would be big, but no one knew how much it would get to his head.

We are the crowd, we're c-coming out
Got my flash on it's true, need that picture of you
It's so magical,
We'd be so fantastical

I started getting into photography my freshman year in high school. I loved getting the student body on film. Everyone said I had talent, that my pictures were amazing. I easily got pictures of the all the students. Even the shy and unpopular ones. Almost all of my pictures where featured in the year books all four years of my high school career.

But the one thing I loved taking pictures of, was Edward. He was so beautiful and photogenic. He looked gorgeous on film. At first he was reluctant to being on camera, but he warmed up to it eventually, and became just as obsessed as me. We would take private sessions and he would model for me. We got a part time job at a small clothing store in Forks. He would model the clothes, and I would shoot the pictures. We made good money doing it, and we wanted to do more.

One thing that Edward would always do was take my camera and take pictures of me. It annoyed me to no end. He would grab me and pull me to his side, facing the lense toward us and take the picture. I would throw away the pictures of just me, but the ones of both of us I would keep. Why? Simple; I loved him.

leather and jeans, garage glamorous
not sure what it means but this photo of us
it don't have a price, ready for those flashing lights
'cause you know that baby I

I'm your biggest fan
I'll follow you until you love me, papa-paparazzi
baby, there's no other superstar
you know that I'll be your papa-paparazzi
promise I'll be kind, but I won't stop until that boy is mine
baby you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
papa-paparazzi

I never had the guts to tell him how I felt, even when we made our way to L.A. with his band. Edward and his brothers had formed a bad our freshman year in high school. They called themselves The Vamps. They convinced Alice and Rosalie to join them, playing guitar. Emmett was drums, Jasper was bass and Edward was singing, of course. He also played keyboard for a number of their songs. I did the cover pictures of the band and we always had fun. It was never as much fun as my private sessions with Edward.

The Vamps took me with them to L.A. for reasons I never understood. Yeah, once and a while I would help them write songs and sometimes even sing, but I wasn't part of the band. I just took the pictures.

On the flight to California, we had champagne. Edward made a toast. "To us. Lets make a promise now. No matter what happens with the band, we will always be friends first.

Everyone raised their glasses and cheered 'To us!' Everyone but me. I kept my glass low and looked down. My eyes stung with tears and I fought to hold them back.

"Bella, what's wrong?" Edward asked. He put his his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close. He brought his head down to my level.

"Nothing," I lied. He knew me to well. He knew something was wrong. He put his glass down and took mine from me, putting it next to his. He took my hand and pulled me into another room.

(A/N They are in a private jet, so it has a bedroom.)

The room was decent size and had a queen sized bed and a side table. He pulled me to the foot of the bed and sat down, pulling me down next to him. I kept my face down. He gripped my chin lightly and pulled my face up. He looked into my eyes.

"Bella, what is wrong?" he asked again. A tear made its way down my cheek at the tenderness in his voice.

"Why am I here Edward?" I asked, more tears falling. "I'm not part of this band. I don't do anything to help the band. All I do is take your pictures. I'm nothing to the band!" I'm just your paparazzi, I thought. I bursted out in tears, sobs ripping from my throat.

Edward pulled me closer to him. He rocked my back and forth, ran his hand through my hair and whispered sweet nothings into my ear. This is why I loved him. He was so caring, so kind. He always treated my like this, especially when I was upset. He was so sweet.

"Bella, you are so much more then that. You write our songs, you tell us how good we are. You supported us when we needed it the most. You have the most gorgeous voice I've ever heard. I wish you would sing with us more often." I started to protest, but he interrupted me. "We trust no one else with our pictures. Because of your amazing skills, people started showing us attention in the first place." That made me feel a little bit better. I took the pictures that were put in the newspapers, the fliers and the CD covers. I smiled a bit at him. He smiled back. "Your just as much a member of The Vamps as I am."

He buried his face in my hair. I felt his lips move. Did he kiss my hair? I pulled back and looked up at him. He smiled and leaned in. He lips touched my forehead, my cheeks, my nose. My cheeks flushed and my heart raced. Did he have any idea what he was doing to me? He was driving me crazy. "Edward," I whispered. I opened my eyes. I didn't even realize I had closed them. I looked into his beautiful green eyes. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine. I moaned quietly and leaned into the kiss. The kiss lingered for a few seconds before we pulled back. We looked at each other.

I realized that he was just as flushed as I was. I giggled and little bit before it turned into full-out laughter. He soon joined me in my laughter. We fell back onto the bed rolling with laughter. He pulled to him agian and whispered "I love you." I stopped laughing abruply and started at him. His smile disappeared. "Bella? Oh, my God, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfterble. I-"

I cut off his rant by pressing my lips back to his. When I pulled back, his face was a mixture of shock and pleasure. "I love you Edward," I said.

His crooked smile returned and he said, "As I love you."

We lay there for a while before it was announced that we would be landing soon. That was how it all started.

I had back stage passes to all The Vamps' shows. I did my job, took their pictures and sold them to magazines. None of my friends cared. They knew that I would never sell pictures that would held aginst them. They weren't like most bands. They didn't drink, do drugs, or sleep around. They all had someone special. Emmett had Rose. They were open about their relationship. They would kiss onstage constantly and I had a million pictures of them kissing. They did WAY more behind close doors, and were more open about it all to us. Jasper had Alice. They were more quiet about their relationship. They rarely kissed in public. They most they would do is hold hands. Edward and I had each other. Most of the pictures I sold had him alone, but he always had love in his eyes in them. He never looked in the lens; He looked at me.

I had free access to everything they did. I went to all their parties, all their concerts, all their interviews, everything. I got all the luxuries that had as well.

During one of his interviews, Edward surprised me, and alot of other people. He was being interview on Number One Countdown, Rock. The host asked Edward "Is there anyone special in your life?" I blushed, and got sad at the same time. Rose, Alice, Emmett and Jasper where the only ones we had told. But Edward surprised me.

"Yes I do," he said. "And she's here right now." I blushed as the host asked him to bring me out. Edward called my name. I timidly made my way over to him, my camera in hand. The host was shocked. He knew who I was- a lot of people did, considering I was the only person who took their pictures- but he was surprised that he and I were together. Edward laughed at that and pulled me down onto the couch, at his side. He took the camera from my hand and did the one thing I hated and loved at the same time. He lifted the camera up, pointed the lens toward us. "Smile," he said. I did and he took the picture. I spent the rest of the interview at Edward's side, his arm wrapped around me.

I'll be your girl backstage at your show
velvet ropes and guitars, yeah 'cause you're my rockstar
in between the sets, eyeliner and cigarettes

After that, everyone knew that Edward and I were together. At one of The Vamps' concerts, Edward announced that he wanted to dedicate a song to someone, and called me out onto the stage. I made my way toward him. As soon as I reached him, Edward pulled me to him and kissed me. For a second, I forgot where we were and kissed him back. Then I heard the cat calls and whistles, and blushed. Edward laughed. "Bella, my love," he said, "this song is for you." They had a white grand piano on stage and he pulled me to it. We sat down on the bench. Edward leaned toward the mic. "This song is called 'Bella's Lullaby'."

His hand glided along the keys beautifully. The music flowed together. I began to cry.

shadow is burnt, yellow dance and we turn
my lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry
it don't have a price, loving you is cherry pie
'cause you know that baby I

I'm your biggest fan
I'll follow you until you love me, papa-paparazzi
baby there's no other superstar
you know that I'll be your papa-paparazzi
promise I'll be kind but I won't stop until that boy is mine
baby you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
papa-paparazzi

Edward and I still had private sessions. We got a job working together in professional modeling business. He was a ggorgeous as ever in the latest fashion lines. We would always have music playing during sessions. Once in a while, he would goof around and grab me. He would twirl me to the music and I would scold him, half-heatedly. He still took the camera and took pictures of me and us.

real good, we dance in the studio
snap snap, to that shit on the radio
don't stop for anyone
we're plastic but we still have fun

It was soon after that Edward started changing. He sided with everything the record company suggested. They took control over everything the band did. We couldn't even write lyrics anymore. The others wanted to quite, but Edward wanted to stay. They stayed for a while, but soon had enough.

"Fine! If you guys want to quite, I'll go solo. I was the star as it was! I don't need any of you!" he yelled when they announced they were quitting. I stayed at Edward's side. I had made that promise to him months before.

He did go solo, and he was as popular as ever; From singing and modelling. He still only let me take his modeling pictures, but he didn't do the things he use to. He didn't twirl me, he didn't take the pictures of us. I asked him if he wanted to, and he yelled at me for it, saying how we needed to get serious. He soon started going down hill. He drank, smoked, used drugs.

I caught him cheating on me. I came home late one night. He had an after party that I didn't have the time to go to. I walked into our bedroom, and he was there. Naked, pounding into a blond woman I had seen before. She was handcuffed to out bed frame, her face in complete ecstasy. I stood there, staring at them. I suddenly remembered her name was Tanya. They hadn't noticed me. They kept going at it. Edward hadn't touched me like that in months. By the time they both came, my face was soaked with tears. "Oh shit," Tanya said, finally noticing me. Edward looked over to me and smirked.

"Hey Bella," he said. He stood and walked over to me, in all his naked glory. "Did you want to join us?" he asked, leaning toward me. He tried to kiss me. I slapped him and ran crying. I ran from the building. I wasn't paying attention and ran into someone. For a second, I wondered who would be at Edward's private home at this time of night. I looked up to see James, the head of the record company Edward was signed with.

"Oh, Bella, is Edward-" He stopped mid-sentence, finally seeing my tears. "You saw them didn't you?" I looked at him shocked, but nodded. "I'm sorry Bella. I didn't think this was how you would find out."

"You knew? You knew that he was sneaking around, and didn't say shit to me?" I yelled. He nodded.

"I was going to. but I thought it would be better if I stayed out of it," he said. I ran again, crying even harder.

I couldn't keep my promise anymore. He hurt me to much. I never wanted to see him again. I didn't take anything with me. I just jumped in my car and drove. I made one stop on my way home to Forks. I stopped on a bridge, above a river. I looked at my camera, just started at it. I turned it on and flipped through the pictures the memory card held. They all featured Edward. Edward at his shows, in his modeling mode, as he called it, at his piano. He smiled in most of them. They were all of him. None of us. I began to cry again. This was my passion, my obsession. Now, my heart was broken, I was broken. I chucked the camera over the edge of the bridge. I watched as it crashed through the surface of the water, then turned back to my car. I got in and drove. I only stopped to get gas and sleep. I made it back to Forks in four days. Alice and Rose and the others welcomed me back with open arms, held me close when I cried. Like he use to. We never talked about him, but I would catch thing about him on the news. Last I heard, he was in the hospital for over dosing. A few months ago, I would have rushed to the hospital. Now, I turned from the TV and went into my room. And cried.

I'm your biggest fan

I'll follow you until you love me, papa-paparazzi
baby there's no other superstar
you know that I'll be your papa-paparazzi
promise I'll be kind but I won't stop until that boy is mine
baby you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
papa-paparazzi

So, yeah, what do you think? I think I will continue this, I'm not sure. Review please! Oh, and for those wondering, I will try to post the second chapter to my Careless Whispers story. And I'm soooo sorry for the confusion before. I'm still new at this, and I was messing around sorry!

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