A/N:
Fanfic Recs
A Life Extraordinary-LolaShoes
Breakfast at Tiffany's-hmonster4
Dominant's Creed-ExiledEddie
Twilight character names belong to Stephenie Meyer. My take on the characterizations, plot lines, backgrounds and details belong to me. No copying or reproduction of this work is permitted without express written authorization.©2009 Cullenbanger9. All rights reserved worldwide.
BPOV
"You girls ready to rock?" yelled Rosalie as she entered the apartment, complete with Jack Daniels in hand.
"We're in Bella's room!" yelled Alice.
I had showered and picked out my outfit. Well, I thought I had picked out my outfit. God bless Alice and her addiction to fashion. Left to my own resources, I'd be happy in jeans and a hoodie, but Alice never allowed me out of the house like that when we were going dancing. According to her, I had to look hot. Not frumpy.
"You are NOT wearing that, Bella!!!" cried Alice. "I have just what you need to wear tonight. Be right back!" she said as she bounced out of my room. I shook my head, laughing. God, I love that Pixie!
Rose lined up the shots and heated the flat iron and curling iron. We each took two shots of Jack ensuring tonight would be as awesome as we were. Just then I turned around and Alice was holding a short, black-tiered dress. I loved that dress. It had been my favorite since she created it months ago in her fashion and design class. I looked at Alice with a huge grin as she handed me the dress along with her Hot Pink Michael Kors peep toe pumps. Alice slid into her zebra print mini dress, a close second to my faves of her creations. Rose slipped into her candy apple red halter dress. We were definitely going to break some hearts. Alice and Rose did my hair and make-up and picked out our accessories. Just as I always dressed for comfort, when it came to make-up, I was happy with the natural look. I never mastered the art of primping, but my girls were always too happy to lend a hand in that department. Most often to my own chagrin. We danced in front of the mirror and said in unison, "Let's do this!"
We hailed a cab and headed to the bar, our happy place. As we arrived at Dixie's, we could hear our favorite sing-a-long songs blaring into the streets. We walked in and went straight to the bar.
"I need two Jager Bombs, two Miller Lites and a Sugar-Free Red Bull and Vodka," shouted Alice to the smoking hot bartender.
As we downed our shots we shouted out,"I live for you!" That was our motto. We may not be biological sisters, but we were sisters, nonetheless. Alice handed the hot bartender $100 cash and told him if he knew what was good for him, he would keep the shots coming. And so he did. And once again the sing-a-longs began.
Josie's on a vacation far away
Come around and talk it over
So many things that I wanna say
You know I like my girls a little bit older
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don`t wanna lose your love tonight
The three of us sang from the top of our lungs. That was the theme song of the night. We really hadn't gone out on the town since Jacob passed away. While I was moping, the girls were trying to help me pick up the pieces of my shattered life. So tonight, we needed to forget the past year and let loose. We needed a release. And then Rosalie spotted her own release. She walked over to the 6'+ bouncer with dark black hair and big muscles and she circled around him, letting her hand graze over his stomach as she sang, "I just wanna use your love tonight I don't wanna lose your love tonight." and then slowly walked away all the while swaying her hips in that tight red dress. His jawed dropped.
"Hey Emmett, some help over here!" yelled a strong voice that sounded like velvet from behind the bar.
Rosalie's bouncer quickly rushed over to the bar pulling apart two men who had been fighting over some girl and escorted them outside. As he walked back through the doors, he noticed her perched up on a barstool.
"Hey gorgeous! My name's Emmett. Why don't you wait for me after we close the place down."
Rose winked at him and walked back over to me and Alice. Alice glanced over her shoulder to the bartender and as if on cue, he lined up the shots and the drinks.
"Don't worry sweetheart, I know what's good for me," he said.
EPOV
I handed the three hottest girls in the bar their drinks, making it my mission to get the one in the short, black dress all alone. She was breathtakingly beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off her all night. There was something about this girl. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I needed her… badly
The bar was packed as it normally was on a Saturday night. The music was bumpin' and the place was going wild. I loved the atmosphere here on the weekends. This place knew how to draw in the crowds, and it was as if when everyone walked in, they were carefree.
Emmett, one of my best friends, was the bouncer and my other best friend, Jasper, was the DJ. I started working here about 3 months ago when I transferred from Dartmouth to WSU. I grew up in Seattle and decided to go to Dartmouth to follow in my father's footsteps. My father went to medical school there and was hoping for me to do the same. But, I transferred to WSU to be closer to my friends. Emmett was my cousin who lived with us growing up. His parents had decided to move to London and Emmett wanted to stay behind. As for Jasper, he and I grew up in the same neighborhood and have been friends since primary school. The three of us are like brothers. We all live together in a townhouse just blocks from Dixie's. Convenient to school and work, and a bachelor's dream. My mother and father have always looked out for me and Emmett. When I told them I was transferring to WSU, they offered to buy us a townhouse and furnish it as long as my mother could decorate it. Needless to say, we obliged.
Jasper looked over at me and nodded our signal which meant he was about to play a song guaranteed to get the girls moving and shaking. Jasper then smoothly said into the mic, "Alright ladies, this one goes out to you from our dear bartender Edward. Be sure to take care of him tonight as he is always taking care of you."
All the single ladies
All the single ladies
All the single ladies
All the single ladies
All the single ladies
Now put your hands up
Up in the club, we just broke up
I'm doing my own little thing
You decided to dip but now you wanna trip
Cuz another brother noticed me
I'm up on him, he up on me
dont pay him any attention
Cuz I cried my tears, for three good years
Ya can't be mad at me
Cuz if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
And just as Jasper predicted, my girl in the short, black dress grabbed her friends and ran to the dance floor. She moved her hips back and forth singing every word of the song. Then she turned to face the bar and locked eyes with me. She dropped down to the ground and slowly rounded her hips till she was back up. Damn she's good. She winked at me and then turned back towards the blonde girl and continued to dance. The short, black-haired girl started doing the dance straight out of the Beyonce video and a circle grew around the three girls. The blonde and the girl I so desired with long, brunette curls joined in and the crowd went wild. When the song ended, I rang the bar bell and called the girls to come over.
They strutted over to the bar and the brunette softly said, "Can I help you?"
"You girls can put on quite a show I see. How about some shots? Pick your poison."
She ordered Red Headed Slut shots and hopped up on the bar. Emmett walked behind the blonde and quickly lifted her and the other girl onto the bar. I was slightly aroused and excited, wondering what was going to happen next.
"I'm Bella. This is Rosalie and that's Alice…and we are about to take over the place."
Alice leaned down and whispered something to Emmett and he quickly made his way to Jasper. The music started and the girls began stomping their feet on the bar and clapping their hands. The crowd quickly began doing the same and cheering them on.
It's been ten long years since
The devil laid his fiddle at Johnny's feet
And it burned inside his mind
The way he suffered that defeat
In the darkest pits of hell
The devil hatched an evil plan
To tempt the fiddle player for
He's just a mortal man
"The sin of pride," the devil
Cried is what will do you in
"I thought we had this settled,
I'm the best there's ever been."
The girls stomped and sang every word in unison and with the crowd at their feet, as promised, "took over the place". The bar was going crazy and so was I. As the song ended, she jumped into my arms.
"How was that?"
"That had to be one of the hottest things I have ever seen."
Emmett helped the other girls down, but I still held onto Bella. Alice quickly shot a glance my way and smiled.
"Hey stud, why don't you hand Bella back over to me and you keep those drinks coming?"
I carefully lifted Bella over the bar and quickly made their drinks. Bella blew me kiss and, with a wink, pulled the girls back to the dance floor. The bar would be closing soon and I had to decide what to do. Do I ask her to come home with me? Do I give her my number? Fuck Edward, pull it together. You know what to do. She's just a girl.
BPOV
"It's almost closing time and I am about ready to go," I said to Alice and Rosalie.
Rose had her eyes fixed on the bouncer, and I could tell what she was up to. Alice kept glancing at the DJ and gave him her cute little wave and head nod. The bartender, Edward, was drop dead gorgeous. His arms were strong and defined. And he had the most intriguing tattoo on his right arm. It was a crest with the letter 'C'. His hair was bronze colored. His skin was pale and I swear he had the face of a God. Could it be that I was turned on? I was finally feeling like a human again, after all these months. I did what I had to do to move on and successfully built up enough walls around me, protecting me from myself and any level of intimacy with another man. But damn! I want to take him home with me. That's it I am going to do it. I need to, I need this. I need him.
But as I walked over to the bar, I slipped and fell.
"Bella!" Alice screamed.
"I'm o-okay! Maybe I'll just sit here for a minute."
"Oh no you don't," he whispered as he lifted me into his arms. " I'm Edward and you, my dear, are drunk."
"I a-am pppperfectly fine!" I stuttered.
"Oh I know you are fine. You are very fine. But why don't we get you and your friends a cab?"
Alice was handing Jasper her number when our cab pulled up. Rosalie typed her number into Emmett's phone. I noticed Edward whispering something to her. He handed her his cell out of his pocket and she started typing. She told the driver our address as Edward closed the door. He leaned into the cab, handed the driver some money with instructions to take us straight home and to not leave until we were inside. And in an instant, he was gone.
"I gave him your phone number" Rosalie said.
Go!! Go!!! Go review!!
PS- Dixie's is a real bar which is located in my hometown-Charlotte, NC. And yes it is that much fun!!!