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So yeah, I won't bore you anymore with my long A/N, except to say that without Stephenie Meyer, I wouldn't be writing this :')
Chapter One:
EPOV
"Hey Dad, hows the tour goin'?" I answered the phone with a grin when I saw my Dad's name flashing on the screen. He always had stories to tell me when he went on tour with his band, most of them involving the band's lead singer and main attraction, Isabella Swan. It didn't matter to me that it was only eight am, I was up and about anyway. And besides, it was never too early to hear the things Dad usually had to tell me.
"It's not. We're gonna have to call it a day if something doesn't change, son. I'm at my wits end." A frown found it's way to my face, and my cousin and brother looked at me quizzically.
"Dad, you've never run out of ideas, and you haven't even really started the tour yet. Last night was the first night, what did she do?" Jasper, my cousin, chuckled and Emmett, my brother, grinned widely. They knew exactly who I was talking about, as did Dad.
"First she didn't turn up for sound check, and we had to run it without her until she arrived. Turns out she'd picked up some stray off the streets and decided the hotel pool room was as good a place as any." I chuckled loudly. "Don't laugh son, there's more. She and Lauren then proceeded to change the song order and not tell me or the lighting engineers, so it was a mad rush to get it sorted whilst they were singing."
"Ah I dunno, I saw it on TV last night Dad, it looked pretty cool." I flicked the phone onto loud speaker so Jasper and Emmett could hear what he was saying too.
"I know, that's the problem. What they did was good, they just did it the wrong way. After the show I took everyone to the bar, to mingle and sign a few autographs. It's good for morale. Anyway, she snuck out of her room in the middle of the night with Lauren and they were escorted back to their room early this morning. I wouldn't have minded so much, because I've dealt with this before, it's the fans getting too close and the fact that they vehemently refuse security that worries me. Who's with you?" He asked. He'd obviously heard Jazz and Em snickering.
"Em and Jazz." I told him.
"Oh! Hi guys, having fun?" He sounded minutely cheered up which made me happy; I hated hearing my Dad sound so forlorn and wished there was something I could do to help him out.
"Yeah we're good Pops." Emmett said loudly with a grin.
"Chillin' with Eddie's awesome TV Uncle Carlisle." My Dad chuckled, and I rolled my eyes. They only come over for the damn TV. Then again, so would I...
"Actually, I had ulterior motives calling you, and it's a great coincidence that the boys are with you, as it concerns them too." Jazz frowned at me, and Emmett sat forward in his seat. Any opportunity that Dad threw his way he'd most likely take it.
"Okay, fire away Pops." Emmett told him seriously, rubbing his hands together gleefully. I rolled my eyes and waited for Dad to speak.
"Well, the girls are getting a little bit out of line, and this tour could be just the making of them. I need them in top form, always, and you three could be a great help to me. Would you guys consider coming out and working as security for the tour? You'd be compensated for your time, and there would of course be the perks of travelling with a high profile band too." Looking at Em and Jazz I knew we were all decided.
"When do we start, Dad?"
Two Hours Later
"Where are you Edward? The girls haven't come down yet, and I was hoping you'd be here before they are." Dad sounded panicked as I spoke to him on the phone, but there wasn't anything I could do. We were stuck in traffic. Dad and the band were in Seattle, and me, Em and Jazz were in Jazz's car on the way to Seattle from Forks.
"I'm sorry Dad, we're going as fast as we can. We're about ten, fifteen minutes away." He sighed.
"Okay. Just, try and get here as soon as you can. The guys are ready and waiting, but Bella and Lauren haven't made an appearance since I went to their room." I chuckled. He'd told me the state of undress he'd found them in, and Emmett found it hilarious.
"Alright, well we'll be there as soon as we can. Promise."
"Thank you son, I appreciate this and so do the guys."
I chuckled, "Tell them we said hi. See you soon."
"Will do. See you all soon."
"Right, Dad's just about holding it together. We've gotta get there before the girls surface, so step on it Jazz."
We finally pulled up at the hotel twenty minutes later and spotted the band exiting the hotel. I knew each of them and I chuckled as my eyes followed them. Ben, the keyboard player, was mooching along behind the others on his phone. Mike, the bass player, was running across the car lot with Isabella on his back, and Tyler, drum player, was running behind them with Lauren, another singer, on his back. I couldn't help but notice Lauren's beautiful face and pouty lips as I watched them, and then I quickly shook those thoughts from my head. I couldn't have Lauren, or Isabella for that matter. This is purely business to help Dad out, nothing else.
We got out and locked the car up before walking over to the bands' van. Dad saw us and waved; he was checking out of the hotel. We reached the van just as Isabella sidled up to Ben and rubbed up against him. She seemed to be trying to find out who the guests were. Well, here we are. "Woah, Carlisle never said there was action goin' on behind the drums!" Emmett couldn't keep his mouth to himself, and Bella quickly spun round at the sound of his loud freaking voice. I smirked, taking in her appraising looks. She eyed the three of us up and down, and then settled her gaze on my baffoon of a brother.
"So, you're our guests?" She purred, and I swear I heard Emmett growl.
"That's us baby. I'm Emmett." He approached her and held out his paw of a hand. She smiled and took his hand. Emmett, ever the charmer, raised her hand to his lips and kissed it like something out of a 1950's movie.
"Emmett, son, release Bella." Dad's amused voice said, suddenly close to us. I turned as he passed us and climbed into the drivers' seat. "Edward, Emmett, Jasper, throw your things in the trunk and then mingle with the band. Introduce yourselves, get to know each other. Band, meet your new personal security guards." As Dad closed the car door, me and the guys chuckled loudly. Bella and Lauren's jaw dropped as they stared at the three of us.
"Big C, this is so unfair. We don't need babysitters. The fans don't get that close, and even if they did, don't you think me and Lozza could get rid of them ourselves?" Dad laughed quietly.
"Bella, we've been having this argument since we left the hotel. I did not see the first hour of this journey going like this." Isabella crossed her arms and I smirked when I caught Lauren staring at me.
"So you don't think we can handle a few fans?" She demanded.
"Oh Bella, I know that if anyone can handle a few fans, you and Lauren-"
"Lozza." Isabella interrupted him again. Dad sighed, exasperated.
"You two can handle a few fans fine, I'm more worried about the drinking and partying aspect of it. You need your rest and we both know that you don't sleep well in moving vehicles."
"And you've employed the Three Musketeers to tag along, why? Did their preschool teacher get bored of them or something?" Emmett chuckled loudly, but he stopped abruptly when Isabella glared at him from across the van.
"The Three Musketeers as you've so kindly named them are here because you are getting out of control. You need someone to make sure you're at sound check and not off chatting with a stranger..."
"Yeah like that's what we were doing." I heard her mumble under her breath and Emmett laughed quietly. This time she smiled slightly at him. She looked pretty when she smiled like that.
"So there will be no arguments, agreed?" I missed the rest of Dad's lecture until the end, but I guess Bella and Lauren are good at multi tasking because they turned in their seats and vehemently refused to 'have babysitters trailing after them all the time. What if they find the man of their dreams and want to have rampant sex with them?' Their words not mine.
"Isabella, I do not want to argue with you over this. If you continue, I will bunk one of them down with you and put you under hotel arrest between sound checks and shows." Dad said in a stern voice, also full naming her, that I remember well from childhood. The girls huffed and turned around their seats so they didn't have to face any of us guys. Me, Emmett and Jasper laughed lightly and struck up conversations with the rest of the band.
We introduced ourselves to the male band members, and they welcomed us with open arms. Mike seemed to be cocky and Ben was a bit shy but Tyler was just like me and my guys so he was cool. They were all pretty alright really, and we all had a good debate about the pros and cons of travelling and being able to meet tonnes more women. Dad gave his whipped opinion that you should stick to one woman and one woman only, which I appreciated considering the woman that he's so devoted to is my Mom, and I'd have a bit of an issue if he was sleeping around in every city they visited.
"Yo Bro, wanna join?" Emmett shattered my thoughts and I looked over at where he was now sitting in between Bella and Lauren, who had now returned to the group, with a wide grin on his face. He raised his paw full of cards and I smiled, shifting my position so we were in a kind of huddle with Ben, Mike and Tyler playing some kind of game near the front.
"Sure, whatcha playin'?" Emmett chuckled, and the girls giggled. I looked from Bella to Lauren and back again. Bella was pouting slightly.
"I wanted to play strip poker, but he said it's inappropriate." She scoffed, flicking her thumb over her shoulder towards my Dad. "It's 'coz he knows we'd be too much temptation if we started to lose, which we wouldn't, and he'd get sacked for fraternizing with the crew members." She said with a grin, and I cringed.
"I should hope he didn't say that. Mom wouldn't be happy Pops!" I called teasingly, and Dad coughed awkwardly.
"Bella, could you stop telling my sons and nephew things I haven't said? I simply said that it wouldn't be appropriate for young women to be stripping, in the back of a van full of men, especially so as one of which is married." Dad explained calmly although he sounded incredibly uncomfortable. With a grin I turned back to Emmett and the girls.
"Lets just play poker for now, yeah?"
"Pah, guess so." Bella crinkled her nose and took the cards from my brother, shuffling them quicker than my eyes could keep up with.
"Shit! How did you learn to shuffle like that?" Emmett asked, seemingly in awe. Bella smirked.
"We've done quite a few tours, it gets quite tedious. Guess I'm just good with my hands." She added with a wink. Then, to Jasper and I's complete amusement, Emmett fucking blushed! Emmett, the king of sexual innuendos and practical jokes, blushed when Isabella Swan hit him with one.
"Oh my fucking God." Jasper murmured through his laughter. Lauren was staring at me quite plainly, so I threw in a cheeky wink and she grinned back at me. She really is gorgeous... No. Stop that train of thought. Can't go there, so can't go there. "You blushed man! Seriously, Isabella Swan, you are really a legend." Bella shrugged and dealt the cards out with a small smile on her face.
"I already knew that." She said, and we all shook our heads in awe of the woman before us. Lauren giggled.
"Look at Mrs Modesty over there." She tutted, and Bella made us all laugh even harder by leaning around Emmett and poking her tongue out at her band mate.
"Anyway, I do believe introductions are in order?" Jasper decided to break up the playful argument and I cleared my throat quietly. "I'm Jasper Whitlock, Carlisle's nephew." Bella and Lauren leaned over and kissed his cheeks at the same time, and he laughed.
"I'm Edward Cullen, Carlisle's son." I said, and they gave me the same treatment as Jazz.
"And I, am the one and only Emmett Cullen, Carlisle's oldest, and far more attractive son." Emmett said, loud and proud, a cheeky grin aimed at me before he turned back to Bella. Jasper and I scoffed, and Lauren and Bella giggled as they kissed his cheeks.
"Alright, enough of the PDA back there, toilet break!" Dad announced, and everyone cheered.
"So, this what all your tours are like?" I joined Lauren and Isabella in the alcohol aisle of the small gas station we'd stopped at and grinned. I knew the ladies loved it, and it seemed to be working on Lauren. Not so much Bella. Do I want it to work on Bella?
"Pretty much, except Benjaminge usually pipes in more often and corrects me grammar." She raised her voice slightly so Ben, who was in the aisle but at the other end, could hear her nickname for him and her bad use of words. He scowled in her direction but her was snickering quietly too, and I figured this must be a normal thing for the group.
"Ok, and you like drinking on the job?" I nodded my head towards the large bottles of Vodka in the girls' hands. Bella smiled and leaned in towards me.
"Lemme tell you a secret Pretty Boy, to survive in this business, with our manager, who is your Pops, right?" She continued after my nod, and the way I kindly ignored the 'pretty boy' comment. "You need a few drinks. Your Pops has gotta be the most uptight dude I've ever met, and believe me, I've met a few." She was grinning and Lauren laughed incredulously beside her. "So, what made you drop your silver toys and come help us lowly band life?" She began to trawl the aisle again, in search of God knows what, and Lauren wandered off.
"Dad called and said he had a few rowdy members that needed watchin', and we just finished our degrees so we figured, why not tag along on a tour?" She looked surprised when I mentioned degrees and she scoffed.
"Yeah, bet you bought them too didn't ya?" I frowned.
"Bought what? Our degrees?" A nod. "Actually, we've been in college six years working hard whilst you've been rocking away on stage."
"O-kay then." Sarcastic tone. She clearly thinks just because we're a little, maybe a lot, wealthy, that we don't have to work. Huh. "Aha, here we go. Hold onto that, Pretty Boy. Thanks very much." She handed me a bottle of green liquid, and under further inspection I revealed that it was some form of cocktail called 'Shrek'. I dutifully carried the bottle for her as she wandered up and down more aisles and threw things in her basket before we went to the till. Dad was standing near the van waving for me to go and join him, so I left Bella to her shopping and went to see what he wanted. When I got out there I realised that Emmett and Jasper were already waiting.
"Hey Dad, she's certainly something." I said as I joined them. Dad shook his head and ran a hand through his unruly blond hair, a habit that he had passed onto me and Emmett.
"She's something alright son. Anyway, I've got these for you. I ordered them and arranged to have them delivered here so we could get then en-route this morning." He handed us each a bag and when I opened it I found three black t-shirts, all with the band's logo and 'Security' emblazoned on the back.
"Cool!" Emmett crowed when he opened his. He quickly whipped off his green polo and put on his new one, completely ignoring the stares of the other customers at the gas station. Dad chuckled and me and Jazz grinned.
"Woah, showing off there a bit weren't you Cullen? Way to make every other guy in the place feel inferior." Bella strolled back to the van and winked at Emmett as she leant on his shoulder and hopped in, toting her three white carrier bags. Emmett ran his hand through his hair and shamelessly watched her as she wiggled her way through the seats that we'd now set up properly. Dad smacked his shoulder and tutted.
"Son, I didn't bring you all our here to ogle my band."
"Ouch Dad, that stung." Emmett pouted and me and Jasper shook our heads whilst Dad glared at him disapprovingly. "I'm not ogling," He began.
"No, he's just checking out the merchandise, right Cullen?" Bella sang, rejoining us at the open side door of the van and plonking herself down beside Emmett. He grinned, ear to ear, and raised a hand for a high five. She smiled widely back at him and when he moved to slap her hand, she quickly moved it away and wiggled her hand infront of her nose. Emmett shook his head and smirked. Me, Dad and Jasper shared an amused look and an eye roll.
"We're all ready to roll when you are." Mike announced as he, Ben, Tyler and Lauren returned to the van.
"Hop in, we've got a couple of hours to go yet." A few groans of protest, but Emmett and Bella climbed in and everyone else followed. I chose to jump in the front with Dad this time.
"I thought you'd want to sit back with the others, Edward." He said when we drove off.
"Nah, thought I'd come bug you for a bit. Haven't seen ya for a while." I mock punched his arm and he smiled.
"No, I guess you haven't. I've been busy a lot more recently, what with my group of delinquents that I have to babysit." He said loudly and the others in the back laughed good naturedly.
"It seems to be a great bunch of people hitting the road and having a good time." He chuckled.
"You wait until we hit Spokane. There will be minimal fun whilst we're there except for whilst they're on the stage." He ignored the outrage in the back and continued talking. "This nine month tour could only be the start for them, and I don't want it ruined. There are a lot of important people in Spokane waiting for them to give a brilliant performance, and though I have faith in them, I know that they won't be able to pull it off if they spent the three days drinking, sneaking off with men and partying all through the night. Hotel arrest for anyone that disobeys one order. And yes, that mostly is aimed at you, Bella, before you ask." Bella made a loud farting noise and everyone else started laughing loudly, including me, and it made Dad scowl. "You are supposed to be the mature, sensible security guards." He said with a small smile tugging at his mouth.
"Dad, if you wanted mature and sensible you should have called Collin and Brady, not me, Jazz and Em." He laughed quietly and grinned widely, most likely imagining how un-helpful my maternal cousins would be.
"I suppose I should have." He flickered his gaze to me and back to the road again. "I think you'll be a good influence on them. You already seem to be. They haven't started asking to smoke yet."
"I heard that Big C!" Lauren yelled, and he frowned. "Belly Boobs, chuck me a lighter!" I spluttered when she called to Bella, and Dad looked at me warily.
"You alright son?"
"Yeah... fine. Does everyone on this road show have a stupid nickname?"
"Hey! Pretty boy, they are notstupid nicknames. They're individual, and you keep them for life unless I say otherwise, 'coz I invented the nickname rule." Bella snapped, and I heard a few "oooh"'s and "burn"'s muttered.
"Ok then, so what's Mike's?" Emmett asked curiously.
"Well that's obvious. Micro."
"Micro?" Jasper asked, and I heard Mike muttering something under his breath grumpily.
"Micro, as in Micro Dick. Ask Jess when we catch up with her. Hey Big C! Where's Jess at?"
"Jessica is with Rosalie in Spokane sorting things out ahead of our arrival. When we get there we'll be getting on the RV so there's room for everyone. Of course that means you'll have to decide between yourselves who gets the master bedroom."
"Bella." Everyone said at once, and Dad sighed with a roll of his blue eyes.
"Of course, Bella, you'll be staying in the master suite, again."
"Why do you stay in the master suite, every time by the sound of things?" I asked, turning round so I could see everyone. Bella smirked, and the others, sans Emmett and Jasper, were cringing.
"Well, you can have the suite for the first night if you want?" She offered, smiling sweetly. Ben made a cut throat motion, and I shook my head 'no'.
"No thanks. You're welcome to it."
"Why thank you, you're such a gentleman. Cullen? Whiplash? You want the room" We all snickered, and Jasper frowned with a smile.
"Whiplash? Is that the best you can do?" Jasper ignored her question.
"Oooh, that was a bad move Jasper." Tyler warned, grinning widely at Bella. "Belly Boobs will come up with one ten times shittier than that." Jasper paled slightly, but didn't stop smiling.
"Language, Tyler." Dad said sternly, and Tyler nodded slightly, returning his attention quickly to the group.
"Alrighty then, bring it on Belly Boobs." Bella reached across and high fived Jazz, but he reeled back his hand in shock.
"Ouch! What the fuck was that?" He clutched his hand and Tyler, Bella and Lauren laughed in their seats behind Jasper, Ben, Emmett and Mike.
"Language, Jasper." Dad warned again.
"Seriously Belly Boobs?" Her smile widened, revealing her shiny white teeth.
"Whiplash, and yes, I'm going to call you that until I come up with something completely humiliating. It is called a practical joke? Have you rich people not heard of such a thing?" She did such an awful British accent the whole van broke out into laughter, even my Dad. This could actually be quite a fun nine months...
On arrival in Spokane, we all jumped out eagerly, enjoying the freedom to stretch our legs and the fresh air surrounding us after the confined space in the van. I was glad we'd be getting on the RV soon, as I'd helped my Dad kit it out with the latest gadgets and it had plenty of room. "So Eddie, where 'bouts you from?" Lauren asked as we waited for Dad to check us in.
"Edward," I reminded her with a lopsided grin, and she nodded. "And Forks. I've lived there all my life."
"Wow, really? I've never seen you. I'd remember a face like yours." She was flirting shamelessly, but I was lapping it up.
"I'm sure I'd remember yours too. I didn't really go out much. I studied hard at home and completed my degree a year and a half early. Bit of a bookworm really." She looked shocked. Everyone was when I told them my real passion; books.
"Cool. I don't have a degree, but in this bizz, who fucking needs one?" I shrugged and nodded. She was somewhat right. Her looks and talent would open the same doors my slaving away would but probably a lot quicker. "Woah! Is that the new RV?" She pointed to the large vehicle and I grinned.
"Yep." I said, popping the 'p'. It was absolutely huge and painted a shiny black with a silver lightening bolt running the length of it. Down each side were large blacked out windows and then covering the entire middle and slightly overhanging onto the roof was the band's logo;a bright white swan with four slightly smaller ones surrounding it, each of them slightly different to represent a member of the band, but every one having the same bloodied fang markings on their neck.
"It's awesome Big C!" Bella ran to Dad as he came back out of the hotel with some door cards and a big smile on his face.
"I'm glad you like it. So, I've got your room cards here. Bella, you are bunking with Lauren, Tyler and Ben, Mike and Jasper and Edward and Emmett. Is that ok with everyone?" Jasper and Mike high fived and me and Emmett grinned at each other. Ben and Tyler and Bella and Lauren all seemed ok with their arrangements so Dad handed out the keys and kept the spares in his holdal. "Right, band, grab your stuff and hop it. Pamper yourselves, chill out, do whatever but no drinking. Lobby at six. Security, stick around a minute and I'll fill you in on the schedule." Everyone scattered except me, Jazz, Em and Dad.
"Ok, so I have the itinerary's here. Emmett, you're Bella duty tonight, Edward you're Lauren, Jazz, you have guy duty. You ok with that?" We all were, so he carried on. "I'll be doing a lot of planning with Rosalie and Jessica, the route and stage managers, so you will have to have your wits about you. Remember what I said on the phone about the girls sneaking out? They'll be testing you as much as possible tonight. Don't get mad, just get them in the lobby by six. We have sound check at six thirty and then they're on at seven thirty. For Heaven's sake, don't, try and split the girls up, because it won't happen. Don't let fans too near them, don't let them run off, don't let them try and say I've said they can do something because I most likely didn't. If they need to go somewhere urgently, call me. Oh and Lauren will probably pull the, 'he's kidnapping me against my will' card. Ignore it and keep going. Everyone knows what she's like, and she knows it'll push your buttons. Keep calm, and don't drink anything the girls offer you. It's probably alcoholic even if they tell you it isn't. We clear?" I nodded and processed the information in my head once more.
"Yup, think so Pops. Six o clock lobby, half past sound check, seven thirty show. Got it. And do we have to take them somewhere after sound check?" Emmett asked.
"Talk to Rosalie. She'll tell you. You all set Jasper, Edward?" We both nodded and smiled. Dad exhaled in relief and smiled slightly too. "Great. You boys are great. I've got to go and talk to some people about the show tonight, check on them and make sure they're not drinking please."
"Okay, will do Pops. Come on fellas." Emmett threw his bag over his shoulder and marched off towards the entrance and me and Jasper followed suit.
"Oh hey Pretty Boy, what can we do you for?" Isabella asked innocently when she opened the door, only a tiny bit, to the room she was sharing with Lauren. I smiled back.
"I've been told to come and check you're not indulging in anything alcoholic. I'm assuming you have the Vodka and Shrek in there?" I asked politely.
"As a matter of fact yes, we do. We're not drinking it now though, don't get your thong in a twist." Lauren was laughing inside, and I heard Tyler's chuckle too. Bella's face turned solemn and she placed a hand over her heart. "Me and Lozza like a drink after the performance so we can forget the horrendous break ups that occurred and threw us into this cut throat business." Lauren's giggling got louder, and I heard Tyler scoff.
"Oh really? So that'll be why your breath wreaks of Vodka then?" She grinned.
"Of course. Want some?" She leaned forwards and stopped mere inches from my mouth. I could taste her breath on my lips, and it was doing weird things to me. "Too late Pretty Boy, maybe later!" She disappeared suddenly and closed the door quickly. I heard them all laughing inside, and I ran a hand through my hair before walking down the hall and entering my own room where I'd previously left my bag with Emmett.
"Not there?" Emmett asked as he walked in from the bathroom, towel drying his hair.
"Oh they were there alright." With a groan I flopped back on my bed and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to forget the memory of her lips so close to mine, close enough to touch... knock knock knock.
"I'll get it Bro." Emmett wandered over to the door and turned the handle quickly, causing the door to swing open and hit the wall with a light thud. I sat up and the sight took my breath away. She was, beautiful. The woman standing in our doorway had long, honey blonde hair that hung in loose curls to her shoulders, flaring out slightly on the grey knit jumper she was wearing. My eyes floated downwards...
"Eyes are up here honey." A melodic... oh shit, where did melodic come from? voice said in a slightly harsh tone. "Jeez. Seems your brother knows how to treat a lady. Anyway, Carlisle said you two and the curly one are security?" Emmett nodded and said yes, but I couldn't take my eyes of the woman's amazing face. She didn't look back over at me though. "Here's your itinerary's, and the schedule for the next month's shows and duties. Bella's going to be a handful, so Emmett, is that you?"
"Yup."
"Okay, well Emmett she's my sis but she's a bitch so watch her, and Lauren's her partner in crime. Not as bad, but bitchy." She was smiling, and I could tell she was fond of the girls, I just couldn't figure out who she was. "Carlisle still wants you all at six, so you'd better get moving Edward. Oh and next time we see each other, my eyes are about ten inches above where you're looking..." She sung as she flounced from the room and I heard her heels clicking as she moved further and further away.
"Seriously Dude. That is not the way to get laid." Emmett chuckled as he closed the door and threw himself across the room, landing on my bed and causing me to bounce up slightly.
"Shit Em, don't do that!" He laughed louder and shoved a piece of paper in my hand. I looked down and saw the schedule for the next month. I was on Lauren duty for a lot of it, but I had a few nights where I was on guy duty, and Dad had noted that that was basically our time off.
"You don't wanna screw that chick man. You know who she is don't cha?" I shook my head, and he spluttered. "That, my complete fuck up of a brother, was Rosalie Hale, stage manager to the stars." Suddenly, I recalled seeing a picture of Bella and her stage manager together in Dad's office. Shit. He's right, it's her. Just then I noticed that written in big black marker across the bottom of the rules sheet in scruffy handwriting were the words: DO NOT SCREW THE STAFF! BAD! MICRO, HANDS OFF JESS'S TITS! I chuckled when I read it and pointed it out to Em, who also laughed.
"Shit. Shit, shit, shit." So Rosalie, Lauren and Bella are firmly off the To Do List.
At quarter to six me and Emmett walked down the hall to the girls' room, clad in our security shirts and black jeans, and heard them giggling inside. I knocked once, twice, three times. "Wait a minute, Lozza hasn't had her third orgasm yet!" Bella yelled. Emmett stifled his laughter and I knocked again, louder this time. "Oh alright! Can't a girl have some special time? Jeez!" Bella threw open the door and I heard Emmett's gasp. She was wearing a tight white t-shirt that read 'Tap Me' and had a large picture of tap dancing shoes along with a few other things. I could see her lacy black bra through the material, which meant that Emmett could to, and it didn't take a genius to figure out that he was attracted to her. Her tight black skinny jeans clung to her like a second skin, and she was wearing shiny black heels, atleast five inches high I'd say. "Are you gonna keep checking me out or tell me what you're here for?" Her voice interrupted my appraisal of her, and I quickly looked back up to her face. She was smirking. Emmett cleared his throat and I smiled in the most innocent manner I could muster.
"We're here to take you to the lobby." His voice was still slightly husky, and I had to work really hard to not laugh. She grinned at him.
"How much time do we have?"
"Um, about ten-ish minutes." She grinned wider and opened the door completely, stepping back into the room slightly.
"Come on in. Lozza, the sitters are here for an orgasm!" She danced into the room, and I looked at Emmett, wondering if this was a good idea after Dad's warning earlier. Then again, we couldn't make sure they weren't up to anything bad out here in the hallway I guess.
Lets do it. Emmett strolled inside and laughed. I followed him and grinned at what I saw. Their room was covered from floor to ceiling in banners and streamers and there was even some toilet roll hanging from the lights. The girls were all dressed up and sitting on one of the beds that they must have moved themselves as it was in front of the big vanity mirror. Lauren looked really good in a violet ruffled top and white skinny jeans and flats. They were applying their make up and drinking a creamy colored cocktail. Bella picked up two glasses, quickly mixed up some random alcohol and poured it into the glasses. I was quite impressed at her skills. "Here, have an orgasm." I took mine hesitantly.
"We're not allowed to drink on duty, Bella." She completely ignored me and stared at Emmett, who was taking a sip of his drink.
"Woah! This shit is good!" Emmett downed his and I though Oh what the hell? And quickly downed mine too. Dad didn't need to know.
"Like?" Lauren asked, sidling over to me and linking her arm through mine. I smiled down at her.
"Sure, it was ok."
"I just finished my third orgasm." She declared with a wink and I chuckled.
"So that's what you were talking about when you came to open the door." Bella and Lauren shared a look and moved closer together, their tongues wagging.
"Ah no, we're together." Bella joked, and Emmett chuckled beside me.
"Come on, we're gonna be late. You ready ladies?"
"Guess so. Come on Missy." Bella quickly pulled on a black hoodie and Lauren did the same. They covered their whole top half and fell to their knees. I gave them a questioning look. "It's so no one sees our outfits before the big shebang."
"Ah I see. Come on then, lets get moving." Bella quickly pulled her hair back into a clip and shook her head a little bit, and Lauren did the same.
"Before you ask, dimwits, it's so when we pull the clips out our hair is mussed and looks sexified." Bella purred, stalking past Emmett and lightly skimming her hand over his arm in the process. Lauren went after her and me and Emmett followed quickly, closing the door behind us.
"Wait! Did you bring your card?"
"Nah, Big C'll let us in later!" Lauren called, and me and Emmett jogged after them until we were just behind them, then we walked about six foot away.
"She's gonna be the death of me, I swear." Emmett grumbled under his breath, and I chuckled quietly.
"Don't die on me Bro. I don't think I'll be able to handle both of them."
"You wouldn't be able to handle one of us, Pretty Boy." Bella smirked over her shoulder, and we all laughed at her teasing tone.
We made it to the lobby seconds before Dad, and he looked pleased. "Right, where's Mike, Ben, Tyler and Jasper?" He asked, looking around.
"Oh I got a text from Tyler a min ago, they're already at the sound check. I was supposed to tell Edward, but I forgot." She smiled sweetly at me and I grinned.
"S'okay."
"Okey dokey then, let's get moving." We went out to the van and piled in, Dad driving and Lauren in the front whilst me, Bella and Emmett sat in the middle.
"How do the sound checks go then?" I asked conversationally.
"Woah, I didn't know you were such a virgin Pretty Boy? I thought with those looks you'da had the girls hurling their skanky asses at you." I scoffed at Bella's teasing and Emmett laughed.
"Ol' Pretty Boy here actually had lots of girls, none of them were good enough for him though." Emmett leaned in close to Bella and whispered something in her ear. She started laughing so hard she actually couldn't breath right. Emmett had to open the window and pat her on the back.
"Pah! Can't see that happenin' pal. Prove me wrong and I'll dance topless on top of the van in a parking lot in Chica-"
"There'll be no topless dancing for anyone Bella. Boys, stop encouraging her." Dad sighed, and we snickered quietly.
"See, it'd be great if I knew what I was meant to be proving?" I said quietly.
"Well that would be telling." Bella tapped the side of her nose and winked at Emmett. I huffed and sat back in my seat, grinning widely.
"You're here!" Tyler was standing outside the back entrance having a smoke when we pulled up and Carlisle tutted disapprovingly. We had to sneak through as there were fans trying to get in around the front. "You can't say nothin' Big C, I'm outside the bus." Dad walked right past him and Tyler grinned.
"Hey Ty, hook these guys up with some gear. They're sound check virgins!" Bella said loudly as we passed him, and I scowled.
"Oh really? Sure thing Belly Boobs. Go get your thing done, and we can hit the playroom." They high fived and Lauren blew him a kiss before we snuck through the corridors and went into a huge room. There were lights flooding the large stage and the seats were all lit up too, although later on when the band were performing they wouldn't be. There were people rushing around, across the stage, in front of the stage, and all over the place around the stage.
"Come on Pretty Boy, we've got music to play." Lauren called, and I hurried to keep up with them.
Dad parked himself in a seat beside a man fiddling with a microphone, and me and Emmett and joined Jasper at one side of the stage whilst Bella, Lauren and Tyler joined their band members on stage and got comfortable with their instruments and what not. The man Dad was with tossed the microphone to a waiting Bella and she caught it easily, even showing off a little by twirling it around her head and over her back before clicking it into the stand. She smiled patronisingly when Dad told her off, and then poked her tongue out at him when he turned his back to her to talk to the microphone man again.
A few minutes later, someone yelled 'Go!' and the sound check began. The microphone man brought me, Em and Jazz a walkie talkie each that we had to clip to the back of our pants and tuck under our shirts and then the ear pierces that matched. They were all on the same frequency as the security in the building already so if anything went wrong we could all communicate. The sound check lasted about forty minutes and then they finished up, hopped off the stage and a woman with curly brown hair told us to follow her. She took us down to a big room where some people with make up and hair stuff were waiting, and me, Em and Jazz had a drink of water and chilled out on a sofa whilst the band were being sorted out ready for their big show. A little while later, Dad popped his head in for a little pep talk, and told us that we could mingle with their supporting band for half an hour after the show and then it was back to the hotel, before high fiving everyone and thanking the make up team and hair people and dashing off. It's show time people...
A/N: So, if you have an idea for the band's name I'm open to suggestions. If you'd like a small outtake on Belly Boob's reaction to the guys and Big C's announcement let me know; I might have knocked something up just in case ;) Please let me know what you think by clicking on that tempting...little...button, and I'll reciprocate with outtakes and teasers :P