A/N I was going to post yesterday but didn't get to. So today I'm sitting on my porch swing in this beutiful 85 degree weather, which broke a record for April in Ohio!

Blah, Blah, Blah, I don't own Twilight. (In case you were wondering) :)

"Yeah I know. I'm a big fan of your work" he said with a big smile. I really wished he would stop smiling before I molested him right here on these seats.

Thank God at that moment they called attention for quiet and the lights dimmed. As the host came out with his lame jokes my mind started to wonder. And suddenly I was lusting after….a white guy? This was new to me for sure. Sure I know a hot guy when I see him no matter what race he is. I am a woman after all! But I can say that I've never actually wanted a white guy like this before. In fact I don't think I've ever been awe of anyone like this before. Especially after just meeting the man.

I was trying to pay attention to the person on stage but my mind kept coming back to the stranger on my right with the pretty green eyes. I was wondering why he was at the music awards tonight. I know a lot of actors try their way with singing but I hadn't really heard anything about this guy though. I may not know much about the current movies but I do keep up with the music business pretty good no matter what genre.

I was thinking about running my hands threw his sexy bed hair when he leaned over whispered "Good luck". He smelled like soap and Usher cologne. Who wouldn't get turned on by someone with that cologne on? I was thinking about his smell when I registered what he said. I looked up and on the big screen was my name along with four others. It was the award for Best Producer of a Music Video.

"And the winner is…BELLA PAYNE!" I heard. For a few seconds I was in shock but then I stood up. Curtis gave me a hug and whispered in my ear "I ain't surprised" then for some reason I turned to my right and hugged Edward.

"Congratulations!" he said in my ear. The hug was over way too quick though. As I walked to the stage I felt like I was going to be sick. I could feel my stomach in knots. I don't know if it was because of winning or the fact that I just hugged this guy who I had been daydreaming about.

Somehow I staggered thru my speech. I hoped I remembered to thank everyone. I may only hang around mostly guys but they are the best guys a girl could have.

I made it back to my seat without falling down in my heels. As soon as I sat down the lights came back on signaling a commercial break.

"I've seen that video and it was really great. You did deserve to win." Edward said.

"Thanks. Yeah it took awhile for it to get there. I had to put up with a wanna be man whore for the entire time. Didn't think we would ever get done."

"Hey, I heard that! Don't be a hater Bells!" Marshall leaned over to say to me. "In fact" he said, "that award should be part mine!" Marshall looked over at Edward and continued "if it wasn't for me she wouldn't even have it. She needed me to make the video!"

"Excuse me? Who discovered your ass?" I interrupted.

"Dre!"

"And who sent Dre to come see you? That's what I thought!" I said I turned back to Edward and said "Excuse my friend here, he has a big head."

"It's Ok. I'm just glad for the good entertainment" he laughed. I would do anything to keep seeing that smile and hearing that laugh.

"Well, we have had this same argument for years so it's getting old," I said as I gave Marshall the evil eye. He just laughed and sat back in his seat.

"Watching you two is like watching siblings bicker," Edward said

"If he were my brother I would have already cut off his nuts in his sleep! No, but really all three of these guys are so much like my brothers. Some days that is good but sometimes it hard when they get so overprotective," I said hoping the guys didn't hear me saying anything nice about them!

"Noted. I'll now remember that. Now I know that I will never hurt you Bella." he said. He smiled when he said this but when I looked into his eyes it looked like he was making a life long promise to me. I must really be losing it. This guy is just trying to make small talk and I have him making life long promises.

Just then the lights dimmed stating commercial was over. For the first time that night I was glad I was there and I realized it was due to the guy sitting next to me. Just him being there calmed and relaxed me.

I started to look forward to those frequent commercial breaks. Just so I could talk more with Edward. He was so easy to talk to. A few times he lean in close to make fun of a celebrity accepting an award or I'd point out an outrageous outfit someone would be wearing and he would lean his head back and laugh.

When Dre and Marshall went backstage to get ready for their turn with their musical number they were doing I leaned over to Curtis and said "I really hope that last change I made goes over good and doesn't throw him off".

Curtis leaned closer and with a smirk on his face said "Oh so you do realize we are here?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing" he laughed. I had no idea what he was smirking about. But the stage lit up for Marshall and Dre's number so I didn't have a chance to ask him anything more.

Their set was amazing! I was on the edge of my seat. I never got tired of seeing 'my boys' live. I didn't get to see many concerts anymore but when I did it was always great.

Next award was for best soundtrack for a movie. It was then that Edward leaned back over and said, "Now its your turn to wish me luck". He said it in such a low sexy voice and it made my gasp. Damn, what does he do to me? I turned towards the screen and saw the nominees. I recognized the movie that Curtis was talking about Edward being in. So I guess he did some work for the soundtrack. That's what he was doing here.

The award went to some romantic comedy movie. I instantly felt disappointment for Edward. I wasn't sure what part he had in the soundtrack but I still felt bad. I reached over and patted his arm which was resting on his upper leg.

I can't believe I just did that. Am I his 70 year old grandma? But instead of being weird about it he reached over with his other hand and set it over my hand. I could have sworn sparks came off my hand. His hand was so warm on mine. I looked at him and he was grinning.

"It's Ok. Maybe next time." he whispered.

I heard a snicker from behind me and I withdrew my hand. I'm sure it was from Marshall. He was always telling me to date but if anyone ever tried to flirt with me he took on the big brother role and tried to interfere. Not that he had to interfere much. I didn't have time or energy to date and I was ok with that.

Next up was my other nomination. I was up with some great producers and wasn't surprised when I didn't win that one.

I never felt more like a fan girl than when Edward reached his arm around my shoulders and gave a light squeeze. Is it possible to become a full crazed fan girl after meeting a star for the first time and actually never having seen anything that he's done in his career? I guess so because that's just what I have become. I believe I was seconds away from asking him for his autograph just to give me a reason to talk to him!

It was over quick and he had turned back to the stage and was watching the winner give his thank you speech. But by that time my heart was in my throat. And was I going crazy or did I have flutters in my stomach?

I was trying not to over analyze this situation but I couldn't stop thinking about this guy next to me.

Finally the host said his parting words to wrap up the show. The lights came on and people started to stand. Usually I was very thankful for this time but now all I could think of was this was probably the last time I would see him. I mean in reality unless he was planning on putting out a rap album I probably wouldn't see him anytime soon. I really didn't think we ran in the same circles.

Marshall, Dre, and Curtis told me they were heading back to the press area where they would have interviews. I told them I would meet up with them. The press didn't care about me as much as them so I wouldn't be missed. They looked at me funny but they did walk away. Now that they were gone I wasn't sure why I stayed. Edward was talking to the guy on his right so I pretended to look for something in my purse.

I know it was a bad excuse because it was one of those clutch purses and it really only held my phone, lipstick, and my ID. I hated to admit that I was waiting for Edward to speak to me again. Just then he turned to me and smiled again. He ran his hands thru his hair and I was ready to jump on him!

"What?" I asked. He was looking at me with that grin and I had no idea what to say.

"You had no idea what I was here for did you?"

I didn't want to fake on this one. I didn't want him to call me out and ask me to name his movie or something. I still couldn't remember the name of the damn movie.

"I take your silence as a no then," he laughed. "It's Ok, I don't mind. Although it would have been nice to have a ego boost to hear you say that you were a groupie madly in love with me or something!" he said.

"Uh, yeah. Sorry about that." I stumbled.

"Like I said its Ok. So, is it the fact that you have never seen my movies or is it that you have seen them but don't think I'm that great? I'm really hoping that it's the former. I really doubt it's the latter because if I do say so myself I'm pretty awesome in my work," he said.

"Humble much?" I asked and he leaned his head back and laughed.

"Sorry" but then he got serious and said "but for real maybe tomorrow we could meet up so I can show you."

Was this guy really asking me out? My first thoughts were that the guys were going to have a field day making fun of me. My second thought was that I really wanted to watch this movie with him.

"Look, I'm in town for the rest of the week. And I'm not trying to sound forward but you could come to my hotel to watch them."

Wow. He was inviting me to his hotel room?

"Wait. You travel with your own movies? Maybe you do have a big head. That's a little weird" I told him.

"Nooo. But there is an electronic store nearby I'm sure that sells the DVDs" he said with that damn crooked smile.

"Uh. Well. How about you pick up the movies and come to my house? I have a theater room." Plus a house full of people just in case he turned out to be a real freak. As good as he looked I still didn't know him.

"Sounds good. Let me see your phone. I'll put in my number. Then you can text me directions." I got my phone out of my purse and gave it to him. Within seconds he handed it back to me.

"Ok. Well…I guess I'll see you then." I hated to say goodbye. We both started walking in different directions. He went towards the press room and I started walking out hoping that the guys had finished their interviews and were outside waiting on me.

While walking to the limo I was thinking about Edward Cullen coming to my house tomorrow.

Then it hit me.

What about Malik? Shit.

A/N Sorry, I promise not to wait too long to post next chapter again!