Title: It's all so Bewley!

Chapter 4

AN: I know that Charlie's real brother is actually known as James, but I wanted something ells for the man I have in mind to represent his slightly younger brother: Do note that James will be known as Phillip in this Fic.

I was unable to find the true names of Charlie's parents therefore I desided to call his Mother: Rose, which is a caption of Charlie's sister name: Lydia-Rose.

As for his Father I desided to go with Charles, since most eldest sons claim the name of their Father's.

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Chapter 4

Charlie brought his head slightly around taking his eyes off the road to look at Ashley where she was sitting in the passenger seat of his truck, which he always left behind in London for when he came to vised on the farm, She had her head turned from him resting against her hand which was strained against the window, while her free hand was fiddling with the hem of her blows. She looked lovely as she was dressed in a black tailored mini-skirt and a matching jacked, the sleeves coming down just to under her elbow and the waist cut off right under her breasts to reveal the pretty design of the dusty blue blows she wore below, to finish off the look she wore black stilettos.

"Baby," He said as her wrapped his hand around hers, freeing her fingers from the soft material, "Are you still mad at me?"

With this Ashley brought her blue-brown eyes up to meet his, "Charlie, I have nothing to wear to this occasion, now your mother will see me as the girl whom can't stand to get her hands dirty and whom wants to make her but look smaller by all the stilettos she wears." She said with a face that Charlie couldn't help but laugh. "It's not funny!" She hissed at him and looked out the window once more.

Charlie returned his gaze back to the road with a smile still embedded into his handsome face, "My parents aren't the type of people whom judges by what you wear, they'll love you Ash, for your heart not your cloths."

Ashley hated to admit it but his words made her feel slightly better, but for some reason her heart hadn't stopped racing since they had left the house this morning.

She was about to meet his parents and something about the idea had her feeling sick, with her palms sweating and tears threatened to realise the stinging at the back of her eyes.

With another glance over to her Charlie squeezed lightly at her hand, "I love you, you know that right?" He said, he finely said it, told her the L-word threatening to leave his moth from the moment he had her in his arms in that club up in LA. It had been so long since he had used the words after his terrible relationship with Daphne and it felt good to feel it on his tongue again.

With this Ashley whipped her head around and looked at him with big eyes, her lips slightly parted and he instantly regretted his words.

"Say that again?" She said begging as her eyes warmed and her slightly pail face light up.

"Okay I take it back I don't regret it!" Charlie thought as he felt the smile of a fool spread out on his face. "I love you."

Another 30min later Charlie's 4×4 finely pooled up in front of the old but beautiful farm house under the shade of the 2 really big trees found in front of it. As Ashley allowed herself to lean out of her window to get a better look she was stun by the size of it. The front of the house didn't give the size away fore it only looked like a normal 2story white house with a big old porch out front but if you allowed your eyes to travel to the side of the house you could tell that it was quite the big one and probably had 5 bedrooms if not more. To the right of the main house was a smaller building probably used as a storage space?

On the left a garden stone trail lead around to the back of the house and about a few minutes' walk to the right the barn was seen from a far.

Green fields as far as the eye could see where spread all around the house.

"Ah, waw Charlie!" She said beaming as she came back into the car.

"I'm glad you like it." He said smiling and got out of his car and walked around to open her door.

"CHARLIE!" a very happy scream came from behind Charlie as he helped Ashley out of the 4×4 and as he closed the door, Ashley watched him turn his head just in time for a pair of hands embracing him as he hugged back Ashley's sight was blocked to see the huger.

After a moment Charlie moved slightly aside to reveal a woman in her late 50s with blond hair going coloured grey in a stylish manner. She had the same deep sea-blue eyes as this of Charlie and Andrew, in the form of a heart-shaped face. She was a tall, slightly large woman but carried herself with pride and the lines at the corners of her eyes and mouth told you her life story, clearly this lady had never been scared of work and Ashley could tell that she was a loving person.

"Mom Ide like you to meet Ashley Greene," Charlie said with a warm and slightly nerves smile with his arm still wrapped around his Mother's waist, "Ash this is my Mother Rose." He said smiling in her direction.

"Oh Ashley, Sweetheart!" Rose acclimated before Ashley could respond and hugged Ashley as she did, "It's so nice to finely meet you Charlie talks about you all the time!"

Hugging Rose back Ashley glared at Charlie over her shoulder with: "what did you tell your mother!" look which he only responded to with an apologetic smile and his lips silently forming the words: "I love you too."

With this Ashley couldn't help but respond with a smile along with a roll of her eyes at him.

After another moment Rose pools away from Ashley only to take her hands and squeeze them gently, while she looked up at her son whom was dressed in pale blue jeans and a tight fitted white t-shirt with a white and blue funnel buttoned shirt left open over the t-shirt. "I thought Andrew would be with you?" She asked frowning.

"Andrew has a problem with a friend," Charlie said apologetic, "He said he might join us tomorrow."

"Oh, okay better late than never," Rose said completely satisfied knowing her youngest will join them shortly, "Come on in, I have lovely Dumplings waiting inside!" She said beaming up at Ashley.

"Errr, Mom," Charlie said apologetic, "I want to introduce Ashley to dad first."

"Oh of course!" Rose waves at him, "I'm sorry, how stupid of me, he and Phillip are working down in the barn."

As Ashley watched between Charlie and his excited Mother she could have sworn she saw a hint of disappointment in Charlie's dark eyes when his Mother mentioned Phillip and immediately she found herself saddened, does Charlie have a bad relationship with his brother?

Leaving the 4×4 to be unloaded latter Charlie walks hand in hand with Ashley down to the barn. "For a big city girl you seem to like it out here." He said as he came to a holt when she bent down with her left hand on his shoulders balancing herself as she removed her stilettos.

"Oh I'm all for the country getaway!" She said smiling and held out her shoes for him to take. The green fields pooling around her now bar feet and she smiled sweetly down at it, her eyes fluttering shut.

"What?" she asked with a flush as she brought her eyes back up to find Charlie smiling at her in a way she had never seen before. The burn in his dark blue eyes was a mixture of amusement and desire- no maybe it was longing, she couldn't tell.

"Nothing… it's just I've never seen you like this…" he said as he stroked his thumb across her knuckles, sending a charge of electricity throughout her body, bringing her thoughts back to the night he touched her for the first time.

"Like what?" she said with a squeak, this had Charlie burst out in laughter.

"A penny for your thoughts?" he asked with a more composed laugh.

Now Ashley was completely taken off guard, what was his sudden change of topic, did her face give her away; was it that she squeaked?

When she didn't respond he stepped forward his hand holding onto her shoes wrapping around her little waist while his lose hand reaching up and cupping her chine between his fingers, "Never since the first time I met you have you ever squeaked in my presence, Why are you suddenly all nerves around me?" He asked as his thumb stroked at her bottom lip, his eyes burning into hers and she felt herself flush deeper.

"You always make me nerves…" she said barely above a whisper.

With this Charlie rested his forehead against hers, his thumb still stroking her lower lip, "I think you have it the wrong way around Gorgeous." He said softly, his eyes locked on hers as his hand moved and cupped the side of her head.

Ashley gaped at him as his words sunk in, "Charlie Bewley, the amazing business man famous all across the world just told her that she makes him nerves, how on earth could she do that? He could have any girl eating out of the palm of his hand and yet she makes him nerves? If it's true he has an amazing way of hiding it, his always so composed, charming and confident…"

Her thoughts where brought back when Charlie pushed a stray hair in behind her ear as she felt his breath on her lips, he had moved closer in her thought-black-out and he was about to kiss her. She didn't know why but every time Charlie made a move to kiss her she wanted to run away and stay at the same time, she wanted to run as far as her feet would carry her but at the same time she wanted to stay and give herself to him completely.

A moment later Charlie met her lips with his and he moved his hand around her cheek into her neck-length hair, drawing her closer as his tongue asked for promotion to enter, and as soon as her lips parted he took her, exploring her mouth shamelessly.

Even though it had only been about 4 hours since Charlie had last kissed her it felt like she had been waiting a lifetime to feel his lips against hers once more and because of it she clung to him desperately as soon as her arms where around his neck, pooling lightly at his un-kept sandy blond hair as she mound into his mouth.

With his strong arm completely stretched around her waist drawing her close she was surprised to feel his erection against her stomach! Was she really doing this to him? Did he really just as desperately as her want to relive their first night together.

With a groan from deep within his throat he broke their kiss, shaking his head as if to clear it. "We should keep moving!" He bereaved out in a huskie voice, his deep-sea-blue eyes dark with lust and longing as he rested his head against hers, both of his arms now wrapped around her waist, her Stilettos dangling against her ass.

"I love you…" the words left her before she could help herself, she didn't know it before, but it was true she really did love him.

"I love you to." He whispered back as his hand came up and stroked her cheek.

"Come on." He said with that smile she loved so much and walked on with her hand in hand till they reached the dirt road leading up to the big doors of the barn and stopped once again for her to reclaim her shoes.

As Charlie lead her hand in hand into the Barn she found a man of mid to late 50s standing behind some old big machine clearly trying to repair the big old thing. He was a tall man, and the exact opposite of Charlie, he had dark almost black hair going grey at the sides and roots in a very appealing way with the most guarded light green eyes Ashley had ever seen in her life, hiding behind a pair of modern glasses. He was clearly a man proud of everything he did and had worked for everything he owned today. He was dressed in a tough looking pair of black pants, with a light brown flannel shirt covered by a matching black-tweed-waistcoat and strong looking black shoes.

"Hi there old timer!" Charlie called excitedly as he stepped closer to the elderly man whom was now looking up at his gusset's, but to Ashley's surprise he didn't smile at his son, in fact he didn't show any emotion at all as Charlie stepped in and hugged his Father longingly.

"Hello son," his Father said and met Charlie's smiling face and there it was, Ashley understood now that this man showed his affection through his eyes… but only for a second before his eyes would turn guarded once more.

"Papp's," Charlie said still beaming at his Father as he stepped aside and held out his hand to Ashley, drawing her in as soon as she took it, "This is Ashley Greene, Ash this is my Papp's Charles Bewley."

"How do you do Sir?" She asked offering her hand to the man whom now was looking at her with his oh so intimidating green eyes.

Charles simply nodded at her as he shook her hand with a stern grasp once and then he let go.

"Look what the cat dragged in!" Ashley heard the excited voice of a young man behind her and before she knew it there was a young man of about 27 jumping onto Charlie's back, making him stumbling backward into a ball of hay and they both ended up on their backs only to start wrestling playfully. "You big-old-jackass!" Charlie hissed as he knocked his brother ever so lightly on the forehead, "Just like you to get a man from behind!"

"Okay so perhaps I was wrong?" Ashley thought as she watched them play their little game, "maybe Charlie did get along with Philip after all?"

"Hi," Charles growled ever so lightly, "what are you, five?" He asked as he stepped back in behind the waiting machine his glasses sitting slightly down on his nose to reveal his guarded eyes.

This had the 2 boys Holt their little game at once and jumping to their feet as they both said: "Sorry Papp's." resulting in both Charlie and Philip giggling and punching each other on the shoulder.

"Pissy!" Philip joked revering to Charlie immediately obeying his Father

"Jackass!" Charlie joked back which had Ashley giggle softly.

"Boys! We have a guest behave your-selves!" Charles hissed

With this Phillip turned his attention to Ashley and she immediately felt un-confortable under his gaze. He was a lot like his Father with the same shade of dark-black hair and green eyes but with a sort of bad-boy gleam to them. He was handsome all right, with fool lips and a high cheek-boned face. He was tanned as much as a London farm-boy could be and he was dressed in jeans and a black tight fitted t-shirt with its sleeves drawn up.

"Well hello Darling!" Philip said in a tone Ashley didn't like at all and at the look on Charlie's face never did he, "I'm Philip," he said as he extended his hand to her with a very dangerous smile imbedded on his handsome face.

"Ashley…" She said just above a whisper and unwillingly placed her hand in his and by her utter dismay he kissed her hand.

"Charmed." He smiled wickedly and she withdrew her hand at once, only to watch him smirk at her.

"Waw! The Bewley men Shure are a bunch with many sides, Charlie: the Charming and funny business man, Andrew: the young and free-spirited student, Charles: the Proud and brooding Father while Philip …"Ashley shivered as only one word came to mind when she thought of him: "Dangerous!"

To her joy Charlie was at her side at once, his hand drawing her close protectively giving Philip a deadly look, which only had the man smiling wider, as if taking it as a challenge.

Parsing his lips Charlie turned his glear from Philip back to his Father his look now soft, "It's good to see you Papp's, I'm going to show Ashley around, we'll see you at lunch."

With that Charlie lead Ashley out of the barn without a second glance at Philip.

"Charlie…" Ashley whispered as they went around the corner back onto the dirt road.

"Yes?" he asked looking down at her.

"You're kind of hurting my hand…" She said apologetic.

As she said it Charlie looked down at his hand wrapped around hers and he could see her skin go white under the pressure of his hold on her, realizing that his anger at his brother has him hurting her he lightened his hold on her, his eyes darkening with shame as he brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it tenderly. "I'm sorry… Philip has a way to piss me off."

"He scares me…" She whispered

Charlie felt his heart plunder as her words sunk in and he drew her into his arms, hugging her close, "I know his overwhelming," he said softly as he stroked her hair, "But Philip will never hurt you… besides I'll never give him the chance." He a shored her and kissed the top of her head.

"Your Father is difrent from what I expected." She said leaning into him, her hands cuddled to his chest.

"Brooding, I know," Charlie said with a smile, "He'll light up the better he gets to know you, you'll see."

"I like him already…"

"Come on," He said drawing away from her only to take her up into his arms, she squealed and giggled as she wrapped her arms around him, "What you need right now is my Mother's loving bubbling personality and to see my childhood playground."

After a few playful moments in the field Charlie carried Ashley up onto the porch and set her down ever so lightly and smiled her favoured angelic smile as he gave her a second to get into her stilettos. "You do realize," She said smiling back as she steadied herself against his shoulder, "That if you continue to make this part of you and the farm look so good, I won't want to leave."

Charlie smiled even wider as he drew her into his arms, he cupped her chine and found her lips ever so lightly, "I'm so glad you realized my plane, I've been working on it for days." He smirked at her as he stroked a stray hair in behind her ear.

"Mr Bewley…"

"Yes?" he asked his eyes growing with amusement

She leaned in closer, her hands on his upper arms which wear still wrapped around her waist, she lifted her head and leaned in as if to kiss him. "You're so fool of shit." She said with a smiling whisper and left him staring in astonishment as she withdrew from him and walked into the house.

"Oh, oh that was cold…" she heard him object as she watched his shoulders slump from their position of holding her and then he bolted into the house, launching himself at her.

She squealed as he took hold of her before she had the chance to run and playfully nudged at her neck with a playful growl…

"Sounds amusing down here." Rose said as she came down the stairs, her eyes twinkling at the sight of them.

"Hi Mom," Charlie said as he nuzzled Ashley close to him his chine coming to a rest on her shoulder with the most naughty smile Ashley had ever seen.

Rose just smiled shaking her head at him, "Does your Father plane to come in for lunch? She asked hopeful.

"Yes Dear." Charles's voice surprised them from behind, causing Ashley to jump in Charlie's arms. She liked Charles but something about his presence had her uneven, not in the same way Philip scared her but she felt like if there was one person in this house hold she should make a good impression on it would be him… the fear of Charles not liking her was overwhelming.

As Charles walked in Philip appeared behind him and Ashley found herself stiffen in Charlie's arms.

"You're save Gorgeous," he whispered into her ear, "I'm right here." Charlie said releasing her waist only to take hold of her hand his fingers entwining in hers and his words washed over her having her feel slightly more at ease as long as he had his hands on her.

"Nicolas!" Rose called up the stairs, "Lunch!"

"Nicolas?" Ashley thought, "Could it be Edward's and William's brother?" it still amazed her that all 3 the brothers where working for the Bewley family and she couldn't help but wonder how long have they been part of the family and how had they come to be part of it.

"Well come on then the food will get cold." Rose said as she waived them into the dining room just when Nicolas came down the stairs.

Like Edward and William, Nicolas was the spitting image of his brothers, caring his years well and grey-headed. Unlike his brothers always dressed in a suit of some kind, Nicolas was dressed in tough looking black pans with a brown buckle and matching brown shoes, along with a white buttoned shirt covered by a matching brown waist coat. It was clear that he had been working somewhere upstairs as his forehead was slightly damp with sweat and his hands had just been washed.

"Ash, this is Nicolas," Charlie introduced her as the rest of the family stepped into the dining room, "Edward and William's eldest triplet brother."

"Pleasure to meet you ma'am." Nicolas said with a kind smile and whipped his damp hand to his pans before taking her hand.

"The pleasure is all mine." She said smiling as they shook hands and then stepped into the dining room...

After Lunch Charlie lead Ashley upstairs to show her around, as she expected the house was made up with 5 bedrooms, a study, 3 bathrooms, a entertainment room filled with a pool table , stereo and a bar, the room balcony looking out on the back yard all of this and the normal layout of a home.

"This use to be my room," Charlie said as he paused at a closed door and pushed it open, standing aside for her to walk in.

As Ashley stepped in she allowed her eyes to take in the room, it was a rather big room, 2 rather big windows spilled the afternoon light into the room making shadows on the end of a double bed coloured in dusty blue and brown sticking out around a corner, on the opposite wall from the bed a draw-cubed was found with a small stereo and what looked like at least a 100 cd's and old cassettes laying on top of it. To the left down the wall was a study desk with a lamp and what looked like old business books and sport magazines, on the other side of the room was a table maid out of a surfboard placed down on wooden legs along with a big old casket its lid left open to expose more books and what looked like photo albums, leaning against it was a big old black Guitar casket and she knew it would contain one. The creamy walls where covered in posters of cars, music and sport legends and all kinds of surfboards, snowboards, and just above the casket was a shelf bragging with 11 trophy's for sports like soccer, rugby and athletics and a few dosed medallions along with it. Finishing up the room in the fold of the wall blocking the bed stood a beautiful Upright-black Piano with music pages leaning on the book stand…

"You play?" Ashley asked in a whisper as she stepped deeper into the room to look around the concealed corner.

"Yha, where my siblings got a TV or a PC when they reached the age of 16, I asked for a piano…" Charlie said as he stood nervously watching her with his hands behind his back.

Around the corner Ashley was pleasantly surprised to find the entire wall above his bed to be cover by hundreds of photos of friends and family and it reminded her of all his photos back at his home in LA, "He really does treasure the people in his life." She thought as she turned her gaze back to find him standing awkwardly on his matching dusty blue and brown rug in the centre of the room.

"You were really happy growing up here, weren't you?" She asked as she once more took off her stilettos and came to a sit on the bench at the piano.

He smiled, coming closer, "Yes, I found it hard to leave, but knew that I was too much of a free spirit to stay…"

"Do you still play?" Ashley asked as she stroked a red tipped finger along the length of the keys.

"Only all the time…"

The soft sound of his voice had her razing her eyes to meat deep-blue with blue-brown, "You seem uncomfortable having me up here."

"No… I… Well you look so good sitting here in my childhood memories, like I've known you all my life." He said just above a whisper with his hands still behind his back, like his fighting himself not to reach out, like his afraid that if he was to touch her she would banish into smoke.

"Will you play me something?" She asked as she called him closer with her eyes.

With this he smiled in the way that light up his entire face, the ripples folding deep into his skin around his eyes and making long dimple lines into his cheeks, making her beam up back at him,

"I thought you would never ask." He said still beaming as he took a seat next to her on the bench.

With this Ashley spanned herself around so that her legs were under the piano and her eyes moved up to watch him intently.

She giggled as he thrust out his arms dramatically as if he was wearing a tailored jacked and pooling the sleeves back with the thrust, his chine high acting very proud and he laughed with her as his fingers came down on the keys in front of him.

His fingers start to move ever so lightly stroking at the keys to realise a very sowing and soft sound, his fingers moved slowly as the singel note moved into a second and then slowly a third and a fourth and Ashley held her breath as soon as she recognizes the melody…

"Oh Charlie…" she breathed as the tears sting at the back off her eyes and she rested her head on his shoulder as her arm fell around his waist, "You remember…" She whispers as the melody of: A thousand years by Christina Perri, fills his room.

She doesn't look up at him as she feels the tear running softly down her cheek but she knows he is smiling, "Of course I remember he whispers back, it was our first dance together, it will be our first forever…"

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