A/N: Hey guys! So I only got one review but I saw that some of you added the story to your favorites or story alert and that is amazing to me! I went back and read what I had up there and the spelling was atrocious. My b. Seriously I can't believe I did that, I vow however to never, ever let anything be that atrocious anymore.

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p.s. Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Literally. I have no job right now, I'm a poor college student. Stephenie Meyer owns all of these wonderful characters, I'm just giving them my story. Oh and the song is "I Must Be Dreaming" by The Maine. They are amazing musicians give the song a listen to, you won't regret it I swear.

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I must have hit my head before when I fell. That has to be it, I'm actually passed out right now. I can't be on stage, there's just no way. And if I am, if I did somehow manage to walk on stage there's no way I could have done it in one piece. I must have dropped a piece of myself somewhere. I was even tempted to look around. I look up at Edward and see that he's stopped playing and is offering me his hand. I extended my hand to shake his. Feeling his firm grip it hit me, this was very real and it was really happening. It jerks me back into reality and I feel my heart start to race. Suddenly there's a stool being brought on stage by the same guy who handed Edward his acoustic guitar.

Thank you strange bald man. Thank you very much.

There was no way I could have stood up here on my own so the stool is very much appreciated. I sit down carefully and realize just how bright it is up here. The lights are practically baking my pale skin.

"Hi," I hear and it snaps my attention back to the man in front of me.

"Hi..." I say softly feeling my face turn bright red. Please let me be the person he was looking for, I'll be mortified if he meant some other girl he saw at the side of the stage.

"What's your name beautiful?" he asks with a million dollar grin.

"Isabella, but everyone calls me Bella." I say quickly and bite my lower lip to prevent myself from saying anything stupid.

Could have just said Bella. That might have been a lot less stupid.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Edward." he says and I laugh a little bit, but it sounds so high pitched and squeaky kind of like...

Was that a giggle?

SHUT UP BELLA AND PAY ATTENTION

Right.

"I know."

Who doesn't?

He turns his attention back to the audience for a moment and I'm disappointed, I was enjoying looking up into his stunning gold eyes.

"So everybody, this is Bella. Isn't she pretty?" he asks into the microphone. I'm pretty sure I'm now past the point of embarrassment and I didn't think my face could feel this hot. I hear a few people in the crowd whoop and holler, most of them are clapping. A few of the girls closest to the stage are visible and some look jealous where others look like they could tear my head off in one foul swoop.

"Bella would you mind staying out here for a few minutes so I can sing you a song?" he asked turning back to me. I nod quickly and tuck a piece of my hair behind my ear. He grins and I practically melt as soon as he starts to sing:

She thinks I'm crazy.

Judging by the faces that she's making.

And I think she's pretty.

But pretty's just part of the things she does that amaze me.

And she calls me sweetheart.

I love it when she wakes me when it's still dark.

And she watches the sun.

But she's the only one I have my eyes on.

Tell me that you love me.

And it'll be alright.

Are you thinking of me?

Just come with me tonight.

You know I need you.

Just like you need me.

Can't stop, Won't stop.

I must be dreaming.

Can't stop, Won't stop.

I must be dreaming.

He must be dreaming? Wrong. I must be dreaming. He's perfect. How did he even notice me? We met for a few seconds and yet he just told me I was beautiful and now he's singing to me in front of a massive crowd about love. I close my eyes and try to focus on the words and not just how beautiful his lips look while he sings.

She moves in closer.

Whispering to me "I thought I told ya"

And oh she's playing games now.

And I figured it out now that we're

Now that we're closer.

Two kids, one love.

Who cares if we make it up.

Her voice is sweet sound.

Our clothes lay on the ground.

She moves in closer.

Whispers "I though I told ya"

Tell me that you love me.

And it'll be alright.

Are you thinking of me?

Just come with me tonight.

You know I need you.

Just like you need me.

Can't stop, Won't stop.

I must be dreaming.

Can't stop, Won't stop.

I must be dreaming.

Remember the day when we started this.

And you made the shape of my heart with her hands.

We try to make some sense of it.

But she called me on the phone and said..

Tell me that you love me.

And it'll be alright.

Are you thinking of me?

Just come with me tonight.

You know I need you.

Just like you need me.

Can't stop, Won't stop.

I must be dreaming.

Go one and tell em that you love me

And it'll be alright. (I must be dreaming)

Are you thinking of me.

Just come with me tonight.(I must be dreaming)

She moves in closer.

Can't stop, Won't stop.

I must be dreaming.

And just like that, it's over. As suddenly as it started the song is over and I'm left on stage feeling like a big mess. I'm pretty sure I just melted in front of the entire stadium. There's probably a big puddle of Bella goop on the floor in front of the stool right now. I open my eyes and see that I'm actually still in one piece, much to my disbelief. I look up to see Edward looking back at me, his eyes meeting mine again. He smirked and leaned down to place a quick kiss on my cheek.

Not exactly where I wanted those lips, but I'll take it.

He reaches for my hand and pulls me up to my feet, my legs are shaking and I'm not entirely sure I can walk off stage on my own. Thank goodness Alice is one step ahead of the game and she's already walked out on stage and grabbed my free hand, ready to escort me backstage.

"Meet me after the show, I'm going to be at The Griffin on Los Feliz around 12:30. I really want to get a chance to talk to you." he whispers, his breath hot against my ear. I bite my lower lip and suddenly feel Alice start pulling me back toward the curtains at the side of the stage.

Damn you Alice!

When we're safely off to the side of the stage and Edward has started playing another, much louder song Alice starts going ballistic.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT? HE SANG TO YOU! HE FREAKING SERENADED YOU IN FRONT OF THE ENTIRE STADIUM! WHAT EVEN? BELLA HOW ARE YOU EVEN ALIVE RIGHT NOW! Bella...Bells...Isabella!"

When I hear Isabella I snap out of the funk I'm in.

"What?" I ask lamely. I feel like my face has finally cooled off, maybe it isn't so blatantly red anymore.

"What did he say to you before I took you off stage?" she asks shifting her weight back and forth, clearly over the moon about this whole thing.

"He asked me to meet him at The Griffin..." this whole thing is like a dream, a big scary, amazing, wonderful, surreal dream.

"Well are you going to go?"

I'm not sure...I mean who am I to say no to Edward Cullen, but at the same point there will probably be paparazzi everywhere, Aro could see, he would think I was "fraternizing" with the enemy (another record label) and maybe he'll forget all about me by then. Maybe I'll walk in and those supermodels he's always photographed with will be around him letting him take body shots off their tanned stomachs.

"I don't think I should." I say and start to walk back to the boys dressing room before the next song. I don't need to hear him sing anymore. Clearly I had my five minutes of fame, and notice from a big rockstar. I was stupid to think I'd get any more.

"I think you don't know what you're talking about." Alice said chasing after me angrily. She was so short I was surprised her strides could keep up with mine.

"I do so know what I'm talking about Al. He doesn't even know me. Why would he want to sit down and talk to me? It's not like I'm some gorgeous, tall, foreign looking supermodel. That's probably his type anyway."

She pulls on my shoulder and stops me, turning me around to face her in the process.

"Bella Swan. You listen to me and you listen good. You are freaking gorgeous. You have the best personality of anyone I've ever met. You are so sweet and down to earth. You have the biggest heart, but you keep up this guard so much that you hardly ever let people in. I'm not saying you are going to fall in love with the man and have babies...but maybe just maybe he would take you out, even if only for tonight and make you feel special, beautiful, the way you should feel."

I take a deep breath and cock my head, letting my lips curl up into a small smile. Maybe she's right...Alice does have a tendency to be right a lot of the time. She has this weird way of seeing things that haven't happened yet, and being right about them 95% of the time.

"Fine. Maybe you're right...maybe I should go." I say softly, giving in to her. I always do that when it comes to Alice, maybe because she's been my best friend for the past 18 years. We met when we were 5 years old. Kindergarten. We were both in Ms. Smith's class, and one day while I was coloring she came over and sat down next to me and let me share her big box of crayons. I let her color in my Hello Kitty book, I guess you could call it love at first sight.

"I'm always right."

That's right. Rub it in.

A little while later I was looking a little bit better, the boys were on there way to a club with a few new fans (of age. I checked), and I was in a taxi to The Griffin. Jake was a little worse for the wear, especially when he found out I had been serenaded by Edward, however I felt he'd get over it eventually. At least that's what Alice assured me. She had taken my car back to my place and had promised to come and get me if I wasn't back by 2.

The cab ride felt never ending. It was only a fifteen minute ride but somehow it felt like hours. I was so nervous I felt like I'd be better off just telling the driver to take me home so I could curl up into a ball and forget that tonight ever happened.

My phone beeped and I saw a text from Alice

3 Good Luck. Don't do anything I wouldn't do ;)

I laughed and shook my head before sending her a thank you and pushed my phone into my pocket.

Suddenly the cab stopped and I saw we were in front of the bar. It didn't look too crowded and I was surprised to not see any camera's outside. Maybe he wasn't really here...maybe he had just played a cruel joke on me. Oh well...I'm already here, might as well get myself drunk. I paid the cab driver and got out of the cab, walking onto the sidewalk I saw there was a black town car parked on the side of the street, the kind you'd expect a celebrity to be in. There was a man with a camera leaning against the side of the building...paparazzi? Strange.

I walked up to the door and showed the guy there my I.D. I'd been getting carded for as long as I can remember, but I was so used to it by now it stopped bothering me.

The room was crowded, men and women were sitting on couches throughout the room. Some sat at the bar, a few sat on tables in the corner looking a bit more private. I scanned the room for him...but I didn't see him anywhere.

Like I should expect anything different.

I walked over to the bar and found a set of empty seats at the end closest to the exit. I could make a quick escape after having a few drinks. Not too embarrassing.

The bartender was a large man, with tattoos up his arms and most of his hair shaved off. He walked over to me and smiled a toothy grin.

Please don't flirt with me. I'm in a really bad mood.

"What can I get you?"

"Scotch on the rocks with a twist." I said flatly. I'd start off with something that would just get me the right amount of buzzed before I called Alice crying from the bathroom.

Why did I think he would show up? Why would I let myself believe I could have anything with him?

"I'll have the same. Put them both on my tab."

No.

"Is this seat taken?" I heard the same velvety smooth voice ask. I looked up and saw Edward standing next to me. He was even more sexy now, off the stage with a flannel shirt on and a baseball cap covering his hair, although I did miss looking at the copper waves.

I shook my head and bit my lower lip, I couldn't believe it. He was actually here.

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