.4.
Rosalie Hale: If he touches you inappropriately I will kill him, 'kay? Good.
From Bella Swan – to Rosalie Hale: If you kill him, I'll kill you, 'kay? Good.
Alice Cullen: Get in there! Make some sweet, sweet looooove.
From Bella Swan – to Alice Cullen: Go home to Jasper and make sweet, sweet, looooove.
Alice Cullen: I CAN'T! HE'S GOT A PURITY RING!
From Bella Swan – to Alice Cullen: AHAHAHA! Suckaaa!
"Is something funny?"
"No, my friend is just horny."
Shit. Did I just say that?
Bella's Conscience: yes, yes you did. You absolute, complete tit.
Edward looked scared, I don't blame him. "Sorry, that was too much information. Her boyfriend of three years is, like, some kinda son of a preacher man, got a purity ring and so, y'know, has to wait till they can get down and dirty."
He looked even more scared, but then he smiled and chuckled – that expression does hellish things with my mind. "This is a very interesting conversation."
"Yeah, I'm really sorry…"
Bella's Conscience: So am I… and I can't do anything about it, I have to live with her.
Edward took my order of a Vodka and Cranberry and ordered a Rum and Coke for himself. I took this silent opportunity to change the subject to something a little less freaky. "My names Bella by the way."
"Nice to meet you, Bella. I'm Edward." No shit… He put out his hand for me to shake.
Oh, my God, I'm touching his hand.
"Yeah… I know… I was at your concert this evening."
"Oh really? Thank you very much for coming along."
"I should be the one to thank you, it was amazing. I've never managed to go before, and I can't believe I've missed out all these years."
He laughed again. I may have to record this laugh and set it as every possible message alert on my phone. "In that case, I'm glad I made a great first impression. Even though I ruined that by knocking you to the ground – I'm still sorry, by the way."
"Please can you stop apologising? I would have fallen over doing that risky move anyway."
"Okay, okay, I'll stop. So Bella, what do you do for a living?"
Does that include stalking you, or not? "I'm a nursery assistant, teacher, person…thing. Not as swanky as your job, or course, but it brings in the pennies."
"To be perfectly honest, I would pay to have a 'normal' life like yours most of the time." His honesty made me frown; it was horrible to hear someone admit something like that. "Don't get me wrong, I love what I do and my fans, but if, say, someone made up a rumour about you, the chances are it would only travel around Facebook, whereas with me, it would travel around the globe."
Can I give him a hug? Would that be acceptable?
I'm not stupid; I know about the daily paparazzi fights celebs get into, but when you hear it from a famous face…face-to-face, it puts it into perspective so much more than simply reading an article in OK!
"I'm really sorry to hear that, it must be -." Right then, a high pitched squeal came from somewhere around us, and Edward's name was screamed over and over. A leggy red-head, wearing a dress that started at her tits and stopped at her ass cheeks, who had consumed way too much alcohol and could barely walk in the heels she wore, practically threw herself onto him. She only just managed to mumble something, before being dragged away by a security guard standing by.
"That's another thing that I would rather do without. I can't have a quiet drink with someone without being molested."
A plan, so stupid, yet so ingenious at the same time, popped into my head; I prepared myself for a rejection. "Um, they have… er, private rooms you can hire, if you would want to finish this quiet drink in there…?"
Edward thought over my suggestion long and hard. I don't really understand why I said that now; it seemed like a great idea at the time.
But his answer surprised me. "You know what? That doesn't sound like a half bad idea."
Really? I'm starting to think that it is.
Bella's Conscience: Me too. But do you ever listen to me? Nooo…
Edward spoke to his security guard/bouncer and had him organise the hiring of a room. I don't know why I'm suddenly so nervous – we're only finishing off a conversation that we couldn't have private. We were soon being led to the back of the building, I met Rose and Alice's gaze as we walked – they couldn't look more confused.
To Alice Cullen – To Rosalie Hale: We are going to finish A TALK, nothing more, nothing less. I won't be long. X.
Rosalie Hale: Remember my warning… *makes fist*
From Bella Swan: And remember mine…
Alice Cullen: AAAHMAAAHGAAAHD, just hope you've shaved your nether regions.
From Bella Swan: I said we're going to talk – A PRIVATE CONVERSATION - not that he's going to take me up against the wall.
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Oh, really Bella? Don't count your chickens before they hatch…