A/N: Thanks to everyone who read and everyone who reviewed. I was a little worried about posting this, but its doing good. Here's chapter 2

Disclaimer: Twilight and its characters are owned by Stephenie Meyer and all songs are owned by Taylor Swift.


Chapter 2- Fearless
There's somethin' 'bout the way
The street looks when it's just rained
There's a glow off the pavement
You walk me to the car
And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there
In the middle of the parking lot
Yeah
Oh yeah

Rosalie took a deep breath as she fixed her dress. Tonight was her first date with Emmett and she found herself feeling nervous. Her tight black dress hugged all her curves and went just above her knee and her strappy silver high heels made her legs look even longer.

Her make-up was completed and the smoky look she had been going for gave her blue-ish purple eyes even more sparkle. Her long blonde hair had been curled into loose barrel curls and Rosalie let it hang over her shoulders.

The doorbell rang, right on time, and Rosalie smiled, priding herself for being ready on time for once in her life.

"Hey." She greeted him.

"Hi." He said. "You look beautiful."

"Thanks." She said, her cheeks slightly pink.

"Ready to go?" He asked. She nodded, grabbing her purse. He led her out the door and to the Jeep. Both climbed in. He started to Jeep and pulled out of her driveway.

We're drivin' down the road
I wonder if you know
I'm tryin' so hard not to get caught up now
But you're just so cool
Run your hands through your hair
Absentmindedly you're makin' me want you

The ride over to Port Angeles seemed short. Rosalie found herself laughing a lot; Emmett, it seemed, had a good sense of humor.

He pulled over at a nice Italian restaurant. She met him in front of the car. He scowled.

"What was that for?" She asked, amused.

"Can't you let me open the door?" He said. "I'm your date, I'm supposed to do things like that."

"But then you have to walk around the car." Rosalie pointed out.

"It's common courtesy to let your date open the door." Emmett said.

Rosalie shrugged. "So?"

"So, I was trying to be a gentleman." By this time they had reached the host stand. The hostess looked at them, her expression one of boredom and amusement. "Is that not allowed anymore?"

"They do say chivalry is dead." Rosalie quipped.

"Chivalry's not dead 'til I say it's dead." Emmett said.

"Excuse me." The hostess said. "Can I seat you two?"

"No." Rosalie and Emmett said in unison. Emmett continued. "Not until she sees I'm right."

"Well, then we'll be standing here for a long time." Rosalie said. "Seat us where ever."

And I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance
In a storm in my best dress
Fearless

He ordered chicken parm. She ordered tortellini in the cream sauce. They had dropped their stupid argument and continued talking about their families. He told her about Charlie and Bella and about his mom, step dad, and step siblings. She told him she was an only child, biologically, but considered Edward and Jasper her brothers.

Conversation flowed easily. He declined dessert for the both of them and took her hand as they exited the restaurant.

So baby drive slow
'Til we run out of road in this one horse town
I wanna stay right here in this passenger's seat
You put your eyes on me
In this moment now capture it, remember it

"You up for a surprise?" Emmett asked.

She looked at him suspiciously. "What kind of surprise?"

He laughed. "It's a good one. Safe, too, so don't worry."

Her eyebrows rose, but she nodded as she leaned back into the passenger seat. "Good." He said and started the car.

"Mini golf?" She asked when they arrived. "You expect me to mini golf in these heels?"

He shrugged. "Take 'em off." She waited until they had clubs and balls (hers pink and his green) and were inside before taking her heels off. "Go ahead." He said.

"Get ready to lose." She brushed past him.

"Oh, I don't think I'll be the one losing here." Emmett smirked.

She looked over at him before taking her shot. "We'll see, won't we?" She pulled the putter back and sent it forward.

Hole in one. He frowned. They would see.

Cause I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance
In a storm in my best dress
Fearless

At the fourth hole, Rosalie suggested making things more interesting. "If I win, you let me drive the Jeep home."

"And if I win?" Emmett asked, lining up his shot.

She shrugged. "That's up to you."

He grinned. "Deal."

The eighteenth hole came up quickly and the score was tied. Whoever did better on this hole would be declared winner. Rosalie took her shot. It rolled toward the cup. She lifted herself up onto her toes, hopeful. It stopped inches before the hole. She rolled her eyes and pushed it in.

"Two." She said. "Beat that."

He lined his shot up and hit it hard. It bounced off the back wall and rolled back.

"CLANK." The sound of the ball hitting the cup was heard between the two.

Rosalie groaned while Emmett grinned and picked his ball up.

"I win." He said.

"Yeah, yeah." She said quickly. "What do you want?"

He shrugged. "Not sure yet. I'll let you know later."

The two returned their equipment and Rosalie slipped her feet back into her heels.

Emmett led her across the street to an ice cream parlor. "My dad used to take Bella and I here all the time when we would come spend the summer with him." Rosalie smiled. "You pick the flavor and they mix the toppings in."

They entered the store and looked around for other people. It was empty, though it was getting kind of late.

"Can I help you?" A kind looking, older lady asked from behind the counter.

"In a minute." Rosalie said. "I just want to check the flavors." Her eyes scanned the length of the freezer. "Cake batter, chocolate, mint, Emmett are you trying to make me fat?"

He rolled his eyes from the other end of the freezer. "You couldn't be fat if you tried babe."

The lady smiled as Rosalie continued looking. Emmett quickly decided on mint ice cream with chocolate chips, rainbow jimmies, and York peppermint patties.

"And you dear?" The clerk asked.

Rosalie ordered chocolate ice cream with Oreo crumbles, chocolate chip cookie dough bits, and hot fudge in the center. The old lady smiled as she scooped the ice cream and the mixed the Oreos, cookie dough bits, and the hot fudge into the ice cream.

"That's a heart attack in a cup." Emmett said dryly as he handed her his waffle cone to pay.

She shrugged and grinned. "At least I'll die happy." She licked his ice cream. "Yours isn't too bad."

Well you stood there with me in the doorway
My hands shake
I'm not usually this way but
You pull me in and I'm a little more brave
It's the first kiss,
It's flawless,
Really something,
It's fearless

"I can't believe you flicked ice cream at me." Emmett said, mockingly, as they pulled into her driveway.

Rosalie giggled. "You deserved it."

"I was teasing." Emmett said.

"About my eating." She said.

"Hey, that was a bowl of sugar right there." Emmett said, grabbing her hand.

Rosalie felt her breath catch in her throat and hoped he didn't notice. If he did notice, he didn't say anything.

"You still have a win to cash in on." Rosalie reminded him.

"Yeah," He said. "I guess I do." He thought for a moment. "Ok, I got it."

"What?" She asked. But he was already pulling her closer. The look in his eyes told her everything. She placed her hands on his chest and met his lips.

The kiss was perfect. Short and sweet, yet passionate and caring and in Rosalie's opinion, over much too soon.

Oh yeah
Cause I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance
In a storm in my best dress
Fearless

"So, I'll see you around?" Emmett said, questioningly. Rosalie nodded and smiled.

He smiled too and gently used his finger to move a stray piece of hair away from her face. She watched as he walked back to his Jeep, occasionally turning around to glance at and smile at her.

"Emmett." She called as he was about to get into the Jeep. He looked over at her. "Thanks."

He smiled. "You're welcome."

Cause I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance
In a storm in my best dress
Fearless
Oh, oh yeah


A/N: So, there's chapter 2. Next chapter will hopefully be up soon. Reviews anyone?