We Are Young

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

My lover she's waiting for me just across the bar
My seat's been taken by some sunglasses asking 'bout a scar, and
I know I gave it to you months ago
I know you're trying to forget
But between the drinks and subtle things
The holes in my apologies, you know
I'm trying hard to take it back
So if by the time the bar closes
And you feel like falling down
I'll carry you home

Six months. It's been six months since I've held her, since I've kissed her, since I've been the reason for her smile. Six months since I said goodbye to the love of my life.

I let Bella Cullen go. I let her walk away when it go to rough. We had a fight about jealously, and since she is bisexual, it added to my insecurities. Looking at the two of us, most people see me as the confident one. The Victoria Secret Angel looking blonde, with long legs, great breasts, and pretty blue eyes. But I was.

Bella Cullen is the most beautiful woman on earth. She's gorgeous. Long brown hair, always with a beanie or cap. Beautiful breasts, tattoos, and a small but great ass. She has the most beautiful brown eyes and a good soul. The kindest, sweetest and smartest person, I've ever dated or loved. Love.

But now I've messed it up.

I pushed her away because she went to England for work. She would be gone three months. It was a great opportunity for her but I didn't want her to go. The CFO, Edward Masen was into her and she was oblivious. At the company's christmas party that she brought me to a year ago, he was all over her. Her assistant was also into her, Kate Denali. She was a younger , more beautiful version of me. I was only twenty-six, but Kate is only twenty-two. They were the only two going with her to England.

I was scared of being cheated on. Even though I had no evidence that Bella would, I was still afraid. My past relationships ended in cheating and I didn't want it to happen again. I didn't want to be hurt. So I broke it off with her two days before she was set to go to England. She offered to take me with her, but I couldn't go. I have my family in New York, and my recording studio.

Now I was sitting at our favorite bar on the lower west side, wishing my Jack and Coke was her.

The bar tender was flirty, but I had to say no. He wasn't the right gender.

Sorry buddy.

Just then I turned my head and I saw her.

She was sitting at the bar, with her classic blue flannel on, with that loose black tank. Her brother's dog tag around her neck and falling between the valley of her breasts.

Her beanie was black, and her chestnut hair was flowing down in waves. Her glasses weren't on so I could see her beautiful brown eyes without anything covering them.

She was speaking to the bartender, probably ordering her favorite, a Johny Walker.

Yep, she ordered a Johny Walker.

She had on minimal makeup as she always does, but you could still see the bags under her eyes. She looked beautiful, but exhausted.

Bella thanked the bar tended and started looking at her phone. The light illuminated her face, and I could see her bitting her lip.

Her eyes began to water.

She drank her drink fast, and then scrubbed her hands over her face.

She was sad and frustrated. I could read the emotions clear as day. Was she hurting like me? Or was she frustrated because of work?

I wanted the first to be true. I didn't want to be the only one feeling this way. Or missing us.

I looked away from her frustrated form, in fear of her seeing me and I checked my phone.

No missed calls or texts to tend to. Just spam mail alerts.

It was hot in the bar so I tugged off my leather jacket, it left me in just a thin lace tank top paired with my jean shirt. My necklace, which held my ring from Bella on it, hit my chest as I detangled it from my long blonde hair.

I was reminded of her yet again, the pain hit me so I drowned down my Jack and Coke. But I would rather have the pain, to just remember the good times and that we actually existed.

A beautiful bell-like laugh brought me back into reality. Bella.

She was joined by Edward Cullen. He wasn't in a suit for once, he was in a simple sweatshirt, beanie, and jeans. Were they dating?

Had he finally snagged my girl? Well my ex-girl.

She was laughing at something he said, he smiled at her like she was the sun. Which she was. She deserved to be treated like a queen.

Just then he pointed to something on her wrist, she pulled her wrist back from his grasp. I could see it was our tattoo.

R&B, we both had the tattoo below our thumb, above our wrist on the side of our left hands. It was like our version of a would-be-wedding ring. It was a temporary thing for a wedding ring. We had hopped.

She had looked down at the tattoo, which I thought she would have taken off by now. I thought she would just see it as a scar of our relationship.

But the way she stroked it, she smiled a sad smile.

I pulled my attention away from the "happy couple" to order a Blue Moon beer.

"Hey bartender, another Jack and Coke!" I called from my end of the bar, which was meant to be lower that what was actually heard.

Bella snapped her head away from the tattoo to search the bar when she heard my voice, her brown eyes met my blue ones.

Her jaw dropped open, her eyes began to water.

Before I could say anything the bartender was back with my drink, "Here you go Darlin'"

I looked back up to see her gone, she was out of the bar.

Edward glared at me. Probably wanted to get into her pants tonight, well sorry for the cock-block buddy.

Before I lost all courage, I took a swig from my bottle and ran after her.

But I didn't have to run far.

She was smoking at cigarette right outside, leaning agains the wall.

She looked so broken. Had I done that to her?

"Bella" I breathed out when I saw her.

She looked up from her own little bubble, "Rose."

Her voice horse, her eyes spilling with tears.

"H-how are you?" I asked.

"I'm not so good Ro." She replied with a broken tone avoiding my gaze.

My eyes started spilling tears, "I'm sorry."

"I'm so damn sorry for breaking us up. I never wanted to push you away. My fucking insecurities go away from me, and they let the best damned thing I've ever had."

It was my turn to look down, ashamed.

"Have." A whisper broke out.

I whipped my head up.

"What?" I asked.

Bella smiled a little, "Ro, you might have broke us up, but I'm always yours. There will never be another you for me."

"Really?" I gasped.

"Really." She replied.

I took a hesitant step toward her, "Bella, can I-"

She cut me off while throwing her cigarette and grabbing the back of my head kissing me.

When we broke apart she smiled, "I've wanted to do that for six long months."

"I have too." I smiled back.

This time I kissed her back, with more passion than before.

I pushed her back onto the brick wall. Her hands tangled into my blonde hair while mine went south.

I grabbed her waist and pulled her against me. Our bodies flush against each other.

My hands molded around her perfect waist, gripping her legs and throwing them around my waist.

Her core was flush against my body, and I could feel the heat coming from it.

I was getting wet as our kissed progressed. My hands freed from her hair to grab one of her breasts, she was wearing no bra.

Bella moaned, "Rose."

I stopped kissing her so I could breath, but moved onto kissing her neck, "Yes Bella?"

"Take me home?" She breathlessly asked. Her eyes shinning with lust and happiness.

I pulled away from her neck to look into her eyes, "Always."

Author's Note: What did you guys think? This is a complete one shot, but I wouldn't be opposed to writing Bella's POV or an extension. So let me know your thoughts in the comments. Hope you enjoyed.