Me: Please let me have at least a half of Jacob?
SM: Nope twilight is mine and all that comes with it! (smiles evilly)
Me: Biatch!
SM: What?
Me: Nothing (smiles innocently)

A/N: I hope you enjoy this cos it is gonna be all human. It is my first try at something like this so give me a break plox?

Secrecy, Lust and Paparazzi

Chapter 1- Him? Really?

Bella POV

"No chance in hell!" I yelled, slamming my freshly manicured hands down on the glass table. It wobbled a little from impact. "He is a pri Madonna, self centred, egotistic-"

My brother Jasper shoved his hand on my mouth, sensing my tirade could only escalade into something far more foul and regrettable. I nodded and settled into my seat, his hand returning to the pile of sheets in front of him. "Bella, we love your singles, as do the public. But the teenage boys love you, and the teenage girls love him. It would be stupid to pass this opportunity." I groaned and smacked my head onto the table repeatedly. I stopped and looked up.

"What do I have to do?" I asked, involuntarily.

"Fake date him. The public need to believe it is true that you and him share the feelings in the song," cue my shudder. "And then once the album has gone as far as it will go you and him will 'break-up' and everything will be back to normal. I promise Bella." Mr Black sighed; I used to call him Jacob until he changed into a label owner. He signed me up immediately. I have been rocking stages across the world for years now, since I was 18. I am now 22 and at the peak of my stardom. I am old enough to been considered a sex icon, yet young enough for people to not be ashamed to think I am hot.

I shook my head. "Too much. I met him at one of my gigs once, two words. Ass. Face." Jasper laughed at that but hushed when Jacob glared. "Fine! For the sake of the company and my job I will. But let him now that damn it or so help me I will kick his fat ass so far out of the state he will wish he never even got famous!" I cursed, storming out of the room grabbing my Gucci clutch bag and leaving the place. I stormed into my Mercedes and drove to my studio apartment.

I threw the clutch at my white couch and went in to my room. I changed into a crop top showing my toned stomach and some short spandex shorts. My red converse adding flare to my gym outfit. I had my own personal gym room next to the kitchen/dining area. I started to take out my anger on the punching bag. I literally kicked the shit out of just skimming Jasper's head. "Woah!" he freaked, ducking to his knees.

"Sorry bro!" I breathed, helping him back up. "What happened after I left?" I asked whilst hugging the punching bag.

"Well..." he trailed. "Edward is here!"

"WHAT!?" I screamed. I stormed out into the living room to see him sprawled on my sofa. "Get the fuck out of here you little piece of-"

"Nice to see you too." He smirked as he rose from the chair. He gliding over to me and stroked my cheek.

"Don't touch me." I stuttered. He refused so I batted his hand away. He shook it in his other hand and looked into my eyes. His green eyes piercing into mine, hitching my breath. I shook that feeling away and pushed past him. "I'm taking a shower, feel free to fall out of the window." I smiled bitterly and slipped into the bathroom.

I let the water slowly drizzle down my back. A nice hot shower made calmer and I needed it more than ever for today. He was there. In my house. On my furniture. And stroking my cheek! What an ass. "Hot." I heard his voice, echoing through my bathroom. I wanted to scream, but instead I just grabbed my towel from inside and left my enclosure. "Who thought I could tap that?"

"You won't be tapping anything except your leg cast if you ever pull anything like that again." I warned. "And you only saw my ass, like other guys haven't." I muttered. He froze as I left the room.

"What... is going on?" Jasper asked, as he saw me in a towel and Edward blushing and frozen in place.

"He spied on my ass in the shower." I said simply climbing my staircase. I heard Jasper yelling at him and telling him to hitch a ride with a gypsy rapist who has aids and Chlamydia and to enjoy the good times death will bring to him. I came back downstairs once Jasper with his tirade in a short deep blue strapless dress, with a big, balck chunky belt and my black heels and a matching black clutch purse. Edward's eyes widened and I laughed, still laughing at Jasper's anger. "Nice one bro!" I congratulated, hugging him.

"Where's my hug?"

"Oh you left it in Narnia with your brain too!" I snapped and walked to the door. "Oh yeah, I am going to that club called 'Guys and Dolls' I will be back later Jazz. Love you!" I called, fluttering out the door. Edward was soon on my heels.

"Can I join you?" he asked. Struggling to keep up to my fast pace as I walked. "You walk fast for a girl in high heels but do you mind answering me?"

"Might as well," I stated, he slowed a little but caught up soon enough. "We are meant to be 'dating' so let's give them something to talk about." I smiled, going to my car, but having my hand caught in his yanking me toward his car.

"I am cutting back on my booze, but you on the other hand. I have heard rumours you are quite the booze hound so I will drive you back." I wanted to protest but this was even better, giving the illusion that me and him were already hitting home runs if you get me. (Sex reference :D)

We approached the club and walked straight in. I spotted my best friend, famous fashion designer Alice and almost sister in-law. "Hey Hun!" she called to me, yelling to talk over the music. "Why is he here?" surprise very evident in her voice.

"Keep a secret?" she nodded full of enthusiasm. "We are fake dating for the company, duet unfortunately." I laughed, pulling her towards me, "Is it weird that i am fake-dating your brother?" she shook her head and i dragged her to the bar. "Hey can I get my usual?" I asked, the bartender handing me a tray of shots of tequila. "Too my screwed up label manager!" I toasted, handing 3 of the 6 shots to Alice and 3 for myself. She shook her head with the tanginess that engulfed her mouth and I handed 1 to Edward. "Live a little!" I laughed, the first of my many shots must have made me go loopy. He shook his head and handed me the shot back. I frowned but drank it anyway.

I headed on to the dance floor with Alice and we danced for almost an hour straight till I wanted more to drink. I grabbed some more shots and continued to get drunk. It didn't take too long because of the shots so I was off my head in an hour. I stumbled away from the bar, falling over a little but fell into the strong arms of none other than Edward Cullen. I looked up but didn't bother trying to struggle out his grasp. "Watch it! That is it, you are going home!" he ordered, picking me up into his big arms ready to whisk me out of the club. "Later Alice!" he called and we were outside.

"No way!" I slurred, this just made him hurry more. "Wait!" I complained but before I could even properly protest we were both strapped in the car and speeding away. I let my head rest on the window, cooling down my hot head. Every now and then Edward would turn his head to look at me and I would look at him as well. This showed not only that I was responsive but that I was also perfectly fine.

The car stopped and I saw we were at my shared home with Jasper a lot quicker than we should have been. "Come on!" he smiled, a crooked smile at that. My breathing got caught but I recovered as soon as the feeling approached. He put his arm around my waist to steer me along. We got to the door and I opened it with my keys, tossing them in the bowl before I collapsed on the couch. "I'll get you some coffee," he sighed, wandering into the kitchen. 5 minutes later he came back in with a cup of white coffee with 2 sugars, just how I like it. I took a sip, the hot liquid running down my throat. I looked forward for a while before putting my cup onto the coffee table in front of me.

I turned my face to look at Edward, sitting oddly close to me, but more oddly is that I didn't mind it. Then I felt my body plunge into his lap, he stiffened as my face hit his thighs. "Bella?" he squeaked. I shifted my weight from his lap to my elbow on the sofa cushion. I looked up to him under my eyelashes, "are- are you okay?" he managed, I nodded putting my free hand on his chest. He looked down at it and looked back to me. Our gazes locked for mere seconds before I sent my face crashing to his. Locking my petite arms around his thick neck as my tongue forced his lips apart, allowing me unlimited access. I was on his lap in one fluid moment, his arms running up my back showing a very positive response.

I carelessly flicked the buttons to his blue striped shirt with white base out of their matching entrapments on the opposite side. He tensed a little more at my touch, so willing even though earlier today I was MORE willing to shoot him for even getting with an unnecessary 200 feet radius of me. Soon enough his shirt was fully unbuttoned, revealing a perfectly muscled, toned and coloured set of abs. I had never even noticed them really before but today the appealed to me a lot. I stroked down them with my fingers, peppering kisses on each ab. I shot back up to his mouth like it was a magnet I was not allowed to leave for too long.

I felt my belt loosen as I kissed him and it was flung over near the umbrella stand, I pulled back a little and giggled continuing my kiss with my perfect structured being on my couch. He leaned forward a little, not only intensifying the kiss we shared, but also giving me room to lock my long legs around his waist. He stood soon enough and walked us up the stairs.

He burst through the door and tossed me onto the bed playfully, making me giggle from the very randomly placed adrenaline rush I had received. He removed the rest of his shirt and hung it on my dresser placed a cross from the bed. "Get over here before I have to drag you!" I growled. His eyebrows raised in surprise.

"Drag me? That would not be good, I will bow down to you fair mistress," he bowed a noble bow and proceeded toward me. I laughed an uncontrollable laugh and he pounced onto my still fully dressed body. "This is all wrong!" my eyes widened with the possibility of it meaning us having sex. "You still contain a dress, covering too much body!" he smirked. I arched my back for an easier discarding of my dress. He smiled whilst pulling the zipper down at the back of my dress, pulling it down slowly, revealing my red laced, black based bra, with dangling pieces of jewels and matching underwear. I saw Edwards green eyes shoot out of his skull at this sight, he did NOT see this coming.

"I always dress to impress, do you like?" I quizzed, pushing my breasts further together.

"I love, but I think it would better flung anywhere around in this room, what do you think?" he asked, and I nodded in agreement arching my back once more to undo the clasp on the back. And just as agreed the bra was flung to the back of us, landing idly on my flat screen. The panties I wore were however ripped from my body -Victoria's secrets need stronger fabric- and almost shredded on my bedroom floor.

I undid his belt as he fondled my chest, licking and sucking as he wished, making me moan from time to time. Soon we were both stark naked and under the comforter. Fore play was fun but I was tired of it, I was drunk, horny and wanting- no NEEDING Edward in me right now! I flipped us over so I was on top and felt his bulge turning into hardness. I stuck my butt in the air to allow it to rise, before slamming myself back down onto it.

Edward yelped in pleasure, as did I. The movements more frequent and harder, the arrangements changed once more as I was on the bed instead of on his chest. "Now..." I gasped, clenching my fists in the sheets, as Edward teased me constantly, so hard I screamed onr moment then so soft I almost missed the impact. He shook his head devilishly and continued to play with me. I groaned again and again and again until I finally had enough. "Edward!" I screeched, "I... need... you... right now..." he smirked, "if you don't soon so help me... I will kill... you!" I screamed louder to the end of my complaint.

"Say my name and I will," he whispered in my ear, feeling his warm breath tickle my ear canal made me shiver a little.

"EDWARD!" I screamed, at the top of lungs. "Now!" I demanded, my wish being fulfilled. We lay there for the rest of the night till I eventually fell asleep, not sure whether Edward was or not, but I was in desperate need of some shut eye.

"Where am I?" I asked, scanning my pitch black surroundings. "Jazz? Edward? Alice? JACOB? This isn't even funny anymore!" I yelled, turning on my heels to leave to a door I couldn't spot.

"Bella." Said a way too familiar voice. I turned to see Jazz a spotlights shooting new shadows around the room, "he is a player, you knew that." He stated, simple enough that is true but we have only JUST slept together, there is not a way in hell that he could have any idea yet. And yes he is a player, I did know that, why was he telling me this now?

"Bella." A new voice entered into my thoughts. It was Alice! "I am so sorry, but this was the inevitable." She sighed, turning away from the sudden spotlight surrounding her pixie-like figure and stepping back into the darkness. Soon I was back on my own again, my two familiar faces ditching me in the darkness. Thanks a lot!

Then a very unfamiliar giggle, and then a very familiar growl came from a place still currently shrouded in darkness. I looked harder into the darkness and saw an outline of two people, very into each other, sucking each other's faces off hard. "Tanya," the voice I knew too well whispered into the darkness.

Then the light shot on the two people, my latest fuck stood there, with a girls left leg wrapped around his perfect thigh. Her arms, just like mine were last night locked around his very tall figure. Their lips both crashing together, only small breathes being taken when absolutely necessary. I let out a whimper, Edward, shooting back from his latest lady victim to look at me. He smiled sheepishly at me and held out his hand to me. I shook my head violently at his request. We weren't together officially, but I felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest and stomped, spat, and crapped on by this perfect specimen of what a perfect man looks like, but the attitude and morals need a tweak. But the words to come out of his mouth conducted the final blow. "There is always room for one more," he smirked, the other girl laughing hysterically.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I ran, screaming as I did so.

"Bella!" Edward yelled to me, "are you okay love?" he asked, my eyes blurry at first. My eyebrows knitted together as I looked into his green eyes that were filled with worry. "You were screaming," he said simply, I nodded and got up from the bed, I was still naked as I assumed I would be, and I felt Edward eye me up but it didn't bother me.

"I'm fine, just... hung-over, and whatdid you just call me?" I asked, placing my hand to my forehead.

"Nothing, you are hearing things!" he covered.

"I was screaming 'cos I have nightmares a lot, no biggie." I sighed, pulling my sleeveless sun dress out of the walk in wardrobe and some basic matching bra and panties.

"What happened to the fancy crap you had before?" he laughed, I smiled before realising what I was doing. Was my dream a sign? Should I stop this now? But I don't want to, I want HIM, I need HIM, I think I could love him. But I can never be sure.

"When I'm hung-over, fashion can wait." I grunted before putting my dressing gown on instead and returning downstairs to my living room full of memories from last night's 'activities'. I poured myself my coffee and chugged it, the scolding heat down my throat was bad at first but I had felt worse, I didn't mind. Then I pulled out some aspirin for my head ache and filled a glass with water. I shook my head in distaste from the drug, I hated pills but you can't take calpol for your whole life. (This is a liquid medicine in England, I don't know whether you have it in America so just telling you :D)

Edward had clearly just taken a shower by his darker bronze hair colour and the towel wrapped around his waist. "Better?" he asked, pulling me into his wet embrace. I nodded into his chest and looked up to him. He bent down and kissed me lightly on my swollen lips, I suppose I kissed with too much force last night.

"You know something?" I asked, he shook his head, grinning funnily. "You are using one of Jazz' towels." I laughed. And when you speak of the devil, he shall appear. The door clicked and the handle turned, luckily enough, the double lock had set it perfectly and at the right time. I turned horrified to Edward who had already dashed back upstairs.

"Bella?" he asked, peeking through the letterbox to see me. "Can I get in?" he smirked.

"Just a sec Jazz!" I called, Edward then just running back downstairs with just Jazz' towel wrapped around him with his clothes in his hand. "Edward!" I hissed quietly, "that is like I said before, my brothers towel, and it is pathetic but he WILL notice it's missing." I continued, still in the hushed tone I had begun with. He nodded and started to put his pants on. I shook my head and pulled the towel back, he looked up to me puzzled. "No time!" I pushed him back to the back exit and stopped him in the doorway.

"Bella, I can't possibly leave this way!" he whined, I rolled my eyes at this, he had had pictures of him worse than this moment in teen weekly, I doubt that much could get him in worse trouble than before. And idea popped into my mind and I ripped off my dressing gown and handed it to Edward.

"Not what you had in mind I know!" I laughed, wrapping the towel around me, tipping the rest of my water on my hair, "but it is better than full frontal nudity now get out of here and I will call you later!" I smiled, kissing him fiercely on his perfect lips before I shut the door behind me.

Wandering over to the door was more nerve wracking than going out in front of an audience of the whole of the United States to sing the national anthem last year. I unlocked the door and saw a very pissed off Jazz.

"You," he began, "have a lot of explaining to do missus!" he yelled, tossing his coat in the closet, revealing a very badly buttoned up shirt.

Hey, so I decided to take a whack at not only an all human fanfic, but also a new kind of disclaimer, I have read many of them and thought, hell why not? Please R & R because I could do with feedback and please check out my other stories please so I can get more reviews and make a 14 year old a lot happier! :D

Chapter 2 coming to a fanfic near you!