A/N Thanks for reading! This chapter is going to be based on one of my favorite songs and then I'll move on to requests. The third chapter is either going to be Love Story- Taylor Swift or You Belong With Me- Taylor Swift. As for this chapter:

Chapter two; BPOV; Someone Somewhere—Jason Reeves

"Alright Jacob I'll be right there," I snapped my phone closed, ending the slightly irritating call with my agent and best friend Jacob Black. This was the fifth time this week that he was making me meet him in the middle of my day for an impromptu meeting. If he kept this up I would be dead from overworking by the time I turned twenty five and then Rosalie would have a real reason to kill him.

I sighed and started to make my way to the garage, turning off the stove and kitchen lights as I went. There goes making chocolate chip cookies for Alice.

If Jake keeps this up I may just have to fire him and that would suck my friend because then Rose would be able to gloat about saying "I told you so."

My friends and their stupid grudges against each other. Ever since Jake had beaten Rosalie out for the mechanic scholarship to MIT Rosalie had despised every bone, muscle and skin cell in his body. It didn't help that Jake had dropped out after his first year to become a Hollywood agent. Although it ticked off Rose completely his change of careers certainly helped me out.

Last month, when my old agent had quit due to "an overload of clients" (like I actually believed that), I had had to find a new one and fast. Lucky for me good ole Jake was there to help a girl out.

About a week after my agent bailed, I called upon the old pal, much to Rose's dismay, and he readily set up a contract and voila with one flick of my pen to sign on the dotted line, Jacob Black was the new agent to singer extraordinaire Isabella Swan.

I got a three hour lecture when I got back to my apartment, where Rosalie Hale, Alice Brandon and I live it up, about how I cannot possibly trust that dog with my career. It was quite funny actually, until about a half hour in when the headache started. I told Rose to butt out and that it was my career and if I wanted Jake to be my agent he would be my agent.

Now after two weeks I'm starting to think she may have been right. Jacob Black was going to be the end of me I swear. Every ten minutes I get another call about some publicist or some recording company wanted to speak with me, it was crazy! I never get a moment's peace anymore.

And now, he has some top secret meeting set up that I absolutely need to get to and soon. "This can make or break your career Bella so get over here so we can set the wheels turning in your direction."

I stepped out into the parking garage and immediately spotted my honking truck next to Alice's lovely yellow Porsche. Wait if her car is here, where is she?

I shook the thought, Alice was a big girl, and clambered into my baby. Time to go to work even if it does end up killing me.

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"I'm coming, I'm coming," I said to my vibrating phone as I raced out of my truck, trying my hardest not to trip over air. Again.

I rushed, unwisely, to the elevator of Jake's building, pressing the up button furiously. It had been twenty minutes since the guy called me, but it was not my fault I had taken so long, there was a huge pileup on the highway.

"Come on, come on, come on, come on…" I whisper shouted at the elevator, trying not to draw unwanted attention.

Maybe I should just use the stairs… no, no, no what am I thinking I'd kill myself rushing up those stairs.

The stairs in Jacob's office building were awful, steep and narrowly spaced they meant obvious peril to me and my clumsy ways. Jake warned me about them the first time I was here. He understood my physical affliction.

Finally, the elevator dinged and the doors opened, allowing me to rush in and start pressing the number 4 for the fourth floor. I hope whoever I'm supposed to be meeting is still there…

I hummed a fast paced tune as I waited for the doors to ding and open again, tapping my foot impatiently. Why are elevators so slow? You'd think after all the technology we'd managed to advance they could make elevators a little fas… Oh, I'm here.

I got out of the elevator and ran, and I mean full out ran, to Jake's office.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Masen, usually Bella is always on time, I can't imagine what's holding her," I heard Jake say as I rounded the corner. I managed to trip over something and fell right through the doorway, which was thankfully open; otherwise that hard wood probably would've left a mark.

I was caught by two strong arms folding themselves around my torso, "Well I can't say Ms. Swan is the most punctual person in the world, but she certainly knows how to make an entrance." Inclining my now absurdly red face, I got a look at the man who had caught me when I fell and nearly fainted.

"Um, Jake?" I called out to my agent sent from the heavens if this is what I thought it was, "Why is Edward Cullen in your office?" I couldn't take my eyes off the green ones that held mine captive even as I heard Jacob chuckle.

"Well, Bella, Mr. Cullen here was kind enough to come in to negotiate a duet for your next album, if you decided to take the offer." Edward Cullen set me up straight grinning at me, in a slightly cocky manner.

"Isabella Swan, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am one of your biggest fans, not to sound cliché. I have listened to every one of your songs and you my dear are harboring an amazing talent." He held his hand out to me, now that I was the proper five feet away for meeting someone for the first time and I gladly took it.

"Thank you, Edward… I—I mean Mr. Cullen, it's a pleasure to meet you as well. Obviously I know you already. Please forgive my awkward entrance." I blushed a little deeper before pulling my hand away from his, "And I will gladly do a duet with you, it would be an honor actually." I smiled shyly at the music god in front of me. This was an amazing chance there was no way I'd pass it up.

"Well, first off its Edward please," he grinned back a little glint in his eye, "Secondly, I wouldn't jump so fast into a deal before you hear what you'll have to do for the bargain." I shivered slightly thinking of all the things I wanted to do for this deal and for a second I could've sworn I saw a slightly lustful look in Edward's eyes.

"What exactly are your terms, Mr. Cullen?" Jake asked in a slightly cold tone, breaking the enchantment that had come over me. I concentrated on my friend, my eyebrows knitting together, why was he acting so cold and business like now when the deal was practically set in stone already?

"Well first off, I'd like it if Ms. Swan and I wrote the song we sing together, to make it more personal, I suppose. It'll eat up some of her time, but I'd like to think it wouldn't be too much of a burden for her to spend a few spare hours with me."

"Of course not," I said with a blush and a smile. Edward nodded back at me before turning again to the now scowling Jake. What is wrong with him? This'll be the best break he's made for me, yet.

"And then of course, I'd like a spot on Bella's tour for her album, perhaps a joint tour. Imagine the turnout for concerts that hosted both me and Bella. You'd make a fortune," my eyes got wide at this request. It didn't make any sense, why would he want to tour with me? I was just an indie-pop singer, he, on the other hand, made billions with one album.

"Sure, sure," Jake replied in a clipped tone.

"And lastly, some interviews together. Maybe Ellen? This one's a separate request for Bella," he faced me again and I was immediately transfixed with his dazzling eyes. "If you don't want the interviews the deal will still be on if you so please."

I gulped uneasily, I'd never been interviewed by anyone before, not anyone big anyway. Going on the Ellen DeGeneres show? It seemed like too much.

"Edward, I don't know…" I trailed off, thinking of what all this could do for my career. I'd be skyrocketed into complete and utter fame immediately. "This all seems like too much, I mean what are you getting out of all of this?"

"I am getting the chance to spend some time with someone who has been like a muse to me ever since I heard her first song, what do you say Isabella Swan, do we have a deal?" I shuddered under his gaze, this man would bring me nothing but trouble with that lustful gaze of his.

"Yes! Hell yes! We have a deal!" I practically screamed, wrapping my arms around this amazing man. "It'll be an honor to work with you!" I laughed in complete ecstasy. This was amazing like a dream almost.

"Great," Edward extracted himself from my embrace grinning from ear to ear. "I look forward to working with you, Bella. Jacob I'll have my agent send over a copy of the deal for you to sign. I think you'll find that everything is in order. I'll see you soon, Bella," and with one last hand squeeze he was out the door.

"Oh, dear god! Jake I can't believe this! I am going to be working with Edward Cullen! Thank you so much, I couldn't have gotten this deal without you," I raced over to the other side of the desk and hugged Jake around the middle. I knew I had made him my agent for a reason.

I felt his lips brush the top of my head and I sighed, happy to make such an amazing deal and even better, Edward seemed to really like me.

I heard a throat being cleared and I opened my eyes to a slightly stony Edward standing in the doorway.

"I just forgot my jacket," he said quickly before grabbing it and retreating without as much as a backwards glance. I looked up at Jake and noticed he looked a little smug. I hit his chest, Edward was obviously a little upset, but no worries I'll just explain when we start working together.

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Buzz. Buzz.

I got my cell phone out of my purse and pressed talk without taking my eyes off the road. "Hello?" I said into the mouth piece.

"Bella? It's Edward," my hands jerked on the wheel and I practically ran off the road before I gained control of the vehicle again, "Edward Cullen, I was hoping we could start working on the song sometime soon."

"Yeah, no, no, soon, yeah," I mumbled like an idiot. "Edward?"

"Hmm?"

"Can I call you back real quick? I'm driving and I really don't want to get into an accident." I checked my rearview mirror before putting my right hand signal on.

"No, of course, I wouldn't want that either." I smiled glad that the guy had finally called. It had been two weeks since we agreed on our deal and I was starting to worry that he was going to flake on me.

"Okay, just hang on a sec, I'm pulling off to the side of the road." I put the phone down on the passenger seat, but didn't hang up and pulled the car onto the shoulder of the road. "Okay, now when's the earliest we do this?" I asked after I picked up my phone again.

"What are you doing right now?" He asked is a slightly husky tone. I looked back at the pile of groceries in my backseat.

"Well right now, I'm going home to unload groceries, but after that I should be able to meet you wherever." I replied, hoping that Alice wouldn't kill me for not cooking for her party tonight when she realized that Edward Cullen had called me.

"Great, why don't you come over to my place," I was about to argue a less personal spot when he continued without a pause, "It's on Forks lane, biggest house on the block, you can't miss it."

"Is there a Spoon's circle off of it?" I joked turning my left signal on and getting ready to whiz back to my apartment.

"Ha ha, very funny, just get your pretty little butt over here so we can work okay?" My heart fluttered at the word pretty and I told it to stop being so immature. Yes, I talk to my heart.

"Okay, Edward I'll see you in a few," I pulled back into traffic a little faster than I had been going before, "Bye." I hung up the phone and tossed it on the seat next to me, squealing, just a little.

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"Ugh, it's not working!" I said for the thirtieth time, getting completely frustrated. "It's all been done before; we need something original, something…" I trailed off looking to Adonis for the right word.

"Beautiful?" He offered up, I laughed throwing one of his own pillows at him. I had been at his apartment for three hours and we still hadn't even gotten a foundation laid down.

"You know, not only is Alice going to kill me for not making her food for her dinner party, but Rosalie is going to kill me for making her sit through it alone if we don't hurry up and then they're going to kill you for keeping me." Edward's musical laugh filled the room sending chills down my spine for the thousandth time tonight.

"Is that a fact? Well, aren't you going to protect me from your evil roommates?" He pouted in the most heavenly way.

"Hmm, let me think about that…" trailing off I tapped my finger to my chin playfully. "Hmmmm," I hummed, "Nope, no I don't think so!" I giggled, feeling completely comfortable in Edward's presence already.

"Oh, yeah! Sure I can't change your mind about that?" I shook my head and then suddenly, he was on top of me, his arms caging me to the back of the couch. My breathing picked up and I had to fight the urge to wrap my fingers in his hair.

"Like you would even be able to change my mind if you tried," to me my voice sounded breathless. The effect this man has on me!

"Are you sure about that?" His nose skimmed my jaw line, sending chills all the way to my toes.

"Well, maybe," I sputtered out. His tongue flicked at my earlobe and I felt a pool forming at my center. A very, very deep pool. A moan left my lips without my brains consent and my arms came up to lock around his neck. "Okay, so yeah, I'll save you. I promise." My eyes fluttered closed and I awaited the kiss I was so sure was going to come.

After a few minutes, I opened my eyes to see a grinning, cocky, arrogant fool in front of me staring into my eyes. "Good," the fool replied and broke himself from my embrace, heading back over to his side of the couch and picking up his guitar, "Now where were we?" I scowled at him and harrumphed like an insolent child.

"How about this: something along the lines of 'fuck you'?" I asked still scowling.

"Please do, but later, for now we should focus on the song," my eyes fluttered closed again as I fought to keep my breathing under control.

"Alright, let's start with a message, what should the song be about?" Seemed like a simple way to start instead of just jumping in like we had been.

"A love song, of course," I looked up, wondering if the hidden meaning I saw was really there or not. I couldn't see anything in his eyes besides the lust from earlier.

"Okay, a love song," I complied, "how about we start it off something like this."

Someone is waiting
Someone who understands exactly how you feel
Exactly how you feel

"That's good," Edward replied already strumming a beat to go with my lyrics and then I can sing:

Someone is dreaming
Someone is hoping just that this'll be the day
That this'll be the day"

"That you take your eyes off the ground
Out of the Blue,"

I took over the song, molding the lyrics while Edward created a melody to go with it.

"And see that someone is looking right back at you.
Maybe that someone's me
Maybe it's meant to be lovers, strangers
Sometimes bombs fall quietly
Maybe it's chemistry
Maybe it's hard to see that someone
Is the right one
Well I hope that someone is me."

My eyes met Edwards and I could feel something growing inside of me, something like I'd never felt before. It was the most wonderful feeling.

Edward continued:

"Nobody's perfect
Nobody's perfect
No one really knows the truth
All you gots a point of view
There's too many questions
There's too many questions
And too many reasons not to try
Oh there's too many reasons not to try
But you should take your eyes off the ground
Out of the blue
And see that someone is looking right back at you."

We sang the chorus together, our voices melding together in perfect harmony.

"Maybe that someone's me
Maybe it's meant to be
Lovers, strangers
Sometimes bombs fall quietly
Maybe it's chemistry
Maybe it's hard to see that someone
Is the right one
Well I hope that someone is me."

Edward's voice rang out, giving me the choice to either accept this instant connection I felt for him or leave the risk and him behind:

"Where you gonna go from here?
Cause everything you needs out there
And you can have it if you dare
If you dare…
There's someone somewhere
There's someone somewhere
There's someone somewhere

Maybe that someone's me…"

I didn't let him finish because at that moment I was standing up and walking over to him. In one determined movement I pushed his guitar aside and kissed him.

"Perfect," I purred onto his lips.

Tell me what you think as always, and leave song requests please! Thanks for reading, I hope you liked it. Oh and I'm thinking of changing the name of the story, ideas anyone? I'm thinking maybe something like: Cupid's music. Good or bad? Any other ideas?