Chapter 4
Full Summary: Bella is the best Victoria Secret angel in the business and the face of the new line. She's also starting a new movie, The Hunger Games. Too bad her co-star is that guy Edward she accidently made out with to get an ex-boyfriend jealous.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or the Hunger Games.
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"It's the smallest one." I told him. "I'm in the Penthouse." He nodded and slipped the key where it said P. The elevator began its rise to my floor and Edward and I turned towards the glass wall where we could see the view. We turned around when we heard the bing and the elevator doors opened to reveal the wide hall way that led to my kitchen and living room.
"Not too shabby." Edward commented. I smiled in pride. "For a girl."
I just finished putting away the groceries when I heard the doorbell ring. Edward was in the living room across from me watching football. I started walking toward the door and saw Edward rise from the couch.
"Stay!" I called to him like he was a dog. I peeked at my watch and saw it was only 4:30. I was going to kill Jacob for coming so early! I started walking toward the front door and heard the bell ring again.
"Calm down! I'm coming." Right before I reached to open the door I felt an arm wrap around me. Edward pressed his lips to my ear and whispered,
"If we want to keep this act going, then we need to look like a real couple." I shivered from his cold breath and yanked open the door. My face shot up in surprise when I realized it wasn't Jacob.
"Oh hey Al, I didn't know you were coming over." Alice didn't respond since she was too busy looking at my fake-boyfriend's face with wide, adoring eyes. When she was finally able to tear her gaze away, her eye's traveled to his arm around me. Finally she looked at me with a look of confusion and interest.
I plucked Edward's hand from my waist and looked up at him. He was smiling crookedly like always.
"Alice, meet Edward. Edward this is Alice, my best friend." Edward's hand shot out to shake hers and she eagerly reached for it. When they let go she turned to me.
"So when did you start going out with Edward Cullen, Bella? You know, since we we're best friends I thought we told each other stuff like this."
"Ugh, believe me, he is not my boyfriend"
"Thank god for that."Edward mumbled.
"Shut up Edward."
"Shut up Edward." He mimicked in a high-pitched voice.
"Oh come on! What are you? Two? Because last time I checked we left mimicking behind in the eighth grade."
"Well I wouldn't expect you to know what's in now-a-days since you're a girl."Edward retorted.
"Oh h-"
"Woah, guys calm down." Alice interrupted although she looked a little dazed with the A-lister standing right in front of her. "Now, if you're not dating, then why was his arm around you?"
"Because I'm in love with her." Edward's voice dripped with sarcasm. I ignored Edward's comment and walked toward the living room.
"Come on, I'll tell you what happened. Do you want anything to drink?" I asked Alice.
"Water's good."
"What about you Edward." It came out before I could even stop myself. I was so use to being respectful; I forgot I was supposed to be in bitch-mode with him.
"Coke would be amazing darling." I stalked off into the kitchen and poured Alice's water and Edward's coke. I set them down in front of them when I walked back into the living room and sat down on the white couch across from Edward and beside Alice.
"Alice, this doesn't get out anywhere, okay?" I asked
"Of course." I tried to think of where to start and decided from the beginning.
"Well yesterday after you went off with Jasper, I was dancing for a couple hours before I decided to get a drink. I was walking over to the bar when I saw Jacob and Leah talking to some people. I started to walk away but he saw me and called me over." My eyes flickered over to Edward and I saw he was listening intently. I guess it was because he didn't know what happened before either. "So I went over to talk to him and he made some crack about how I'm not over him and no guys want to date me. So, being the smart person I am, I decided to go find a pretend boyfriend. I pulled some random guy's tie out of a dancing group that just so happened to be Edward. Unfortunately."
"Hey, you should be thankful Bella. If it was anyone else they might not have gone along with your little ploy." Edward said leaning back on the couch and tucking his hands behind his head.
"If it was anyone else they would have minded their own business at the grocery store and not invited someone's ex-boyfriend over to dinner!" I argued.
"Wait a second!" Alice interrupted for the second time in her visit. "What do you mean 'invited your ex-boyfriend over to dinner'?"
"Oh that's the good part of the story. But let me tell you the rest. So, I grabbed Edward out of a dancing group by accident and took him over to Jacob. Thank god Sarah used to have a crush on him because that's the only reason why I knew his name. Jacob didn't believe we were going out at first but we finally convinced him after time." Edward raised his eyebrows at me from the other couch; he recognized that I left out the making out part. And the part where he stood up for me. "After that I left."
Alice understood immediately from the tone of my voice as to why I left.
"Then today I happened to see Edward at the store. I wasn't going to say anything until I heard Jacob talking on the phone a few aisles down. I grabbed Edward just as Jacob came around the corner and saw us. That's when the ever-so-brilliant Edward invited Jacob over to dinner for payback."
"Payback for what?"Alice asked.
"A stupid, immature reason that only adolescents would care about." Edward opened his mouth to defend himself but Alice's bubbly voice got to it first.
"Bella! This is like a fricken movie!" she exclaimed. "But we totally have to make Jacob jealous. Or at least uncomfortable…" she trailed off, her evil mind scheming.
"You know what I was thinking Bella?" Edward asked.
"It can't be that hard to guess since there's so little going on up there." He glared at me before continuing.
"Since I'm extending my hand and allowing you to pose as my girlfriend; I should get something out of this." I groaned, even though I hated him, I couldn't deny that I owed him hugely for this. He smiled when he saw I wasn't arguing.
"What do you want Edward?"
"Not quite sure yet, Bella. But I'll think of something, and when I do… be prepared." I rolled my eyes.
"I got it!" Alice squealed. "We can make Jacob jealous and uncomfortable at the same time! First of all, is Leah coming?" she asked
"Nope, she's visiting her mom or something.
"Perfect. Well I'll see you two in an hour or so. Set the table nice Bella!" Before either Edward or I could ask her any question she was running toward the elevator. Edward's eyes followed her until the elevator doors shut and he turned to look at me.
"Is she always this hyper?"
"Never fails. So what do you want to do? I still have a time before I have to start cooking." Edward thought it over a second before his crooked smile appeared.
"A tour of the place would be nice."
"Fine… Let's go." I brought him through the kitchen, family room, theatre, two guest bedrooms, Alice's room when she stays here, Sarah's room when she stays here, and the balcony before ending back up in the living room.
"So what do you think? Pretty nice, huh?" I asked before thinking it over and then holding up a hand to his face. "And don't say 'for a girl.'"
"Well I guess it's ok. But you never showed me your room." I looked over to the door off the living room involuntary and Edward's gaze followed.
"Ah there it is. You know they say that you can tell a person's personality by how clean their room is?" he started walking over to the room but I ran in front of him.
"There is no way you're going in there." He picked my hand off the handle and twisted it open.
"You owe me." He whispered in my ear. The door opened all the way and my large room revealed itself. Everything was white and pristine from the modern chairs, shag carpet, and regal dresser to the hanging lamps atop the ceiling. A dark wooded, four-poster bed contrasted the room drastically but the fluffy white comforter resting on top of it evened it out.
Edward's eyes scanned the whole room before stopping at one of the windows. He walked over to it and peered out to the view, or lack of it. I saw his body start to shake with laughter and I padded over to him to follow his gaze. All there was to see was the empty pent house's window.
"What? Not every window is going to have a nice view in an apartment. Go over to the other side of the room and you can see all of New York City.
Edward looked down at me and let out another chuckle before shaking his head and walking toward the window I pointed to. He glimpsed at it for less than a second before strolling towards the bathroom. I was about to yell at him to stop but he already had opened the door and stepped inside.
"This thing is huge!" he exclaimed.
"That's what she said." I whispered to myself while pulling down the sleeves of my shirt. I started walking toward the bathroom door, still fixing my jacket, when I bumped into something. Or someone. I opened my mouth to make a comment but Edward got to it first.
"Did you just say a 'that's what she said' joke?" I furrowed my eyebrows thinking back to my previous sentence.
"Huh, I guess I did."
"You never cease to surprise me."
"And what's that supposed to mean?" I crossed my arms over my chest and took a step back so I could see him better.
"That's for me to know and you to find out." His mouth curled up to a smile and he let out a chuckle.
It was at that moment that I realized just how hot Edward Cullen was. His head tipped back and his mouth was still pulled up in the corners. His eyes are a shade of green I have never seen before, forest or, maybe emerald. His arm muscles flexed as he reached to hold the side of the door for support and the light reflected off his white teeth.
Thoughts flashed back to the party that seemed like a year ago, but was really just last night. I hadn't even got the chance to think about it because of the Sarah incident. About how my hands grabbed Edward's face and pulled him to me, letting his intoxicating scent envelope me and cause me to lose all thoughts. How those very same green eyes opened wide with shock as I did so. Except I felt his eyelashes brush my eyelids seconds later and knew he had closed his eyes too to block out the world and get into the kiss also. The way his tongue felt dancing along with mine was nothing I could fathom. All I knew was that kiss was defiantly on my top 10 list of all-time-best-kisses.
I tried to push down the urge to go up to him and slam my mouth against his. Images were floating up to my brain of how he would react. Maybe his crooked smile would stay in place and I could feel it instead of see it? I smiled, it would feel very nice.
"So what does a single lady like yourself need this big bathroom for anyways?" Edward's voice broke me out of my retrieve. A blush crept over to my cheeks and I was happy Edward thought it was from embarrassment of the question he asked. I think we all know how bad it would be if he found out I was just fantasying about kissing him again. It was bad enough I even had those thoughts. Edward Cullen is a sexist jerk who I would never, ever, want to go out with. After tonight I am going to make sure I never come in contact with him again. Never mind owing him for doing this for me.
"Came with the apartment. At first I thought I would hate it, but I guess it's ok now." Edward walked into the bathroom, passing the four-person tub, walk in shower, door to the toilet, and two sets of double sinks until he finally made it back to my closet door. I didn't even try to stop him as he opened the door.
"Holy. S-"
"No cursing in my house." I interjected.
"You were cursing earlier!" He exclaimed.
"I was a little ticked earlier also. But I'm calming down now so if you want me to be in a good mood, I suggest you go along with my rules."
"Sir yes sir." He brought his hand sharply to his forehead in a mock salute. I strolled into the closet he was currently standing in and admired my fifteen racks full of clothes, the wall covered in floor to ceiling shoes, and the drawers on the back wall.
"Why would anyone need all this!" Edward exclaimed.
"I don't know Edward, it can't possibly be because I'm a model and represent fashion."
"This closet is worth millions!" Edward continued like I hadn't spoken. He started walking farther into it and brushing the clothes with his fingertips.
"Millions of which I didn't pay. All the designers give this to me for free every season."
"I thought designers only gave a few things to models. It seems like you have every designer's whole line."
"I'm glad you know so much about clothes Edward. Alice would be thrilled. And as much as it pains me to say it, you're right. Designers usually don't give their whole lines to models like they give to me. The other Angels tend to get mad when I come in wearing something that's not due to come out in a couple months. I'm not really sure why I am the only one to get all of it." Edward scoffed.
"Sure you don't."
"What do you mean by that?" Edward's eyes furrowed as if just realizing he had spoken.
"Nothing. But I'm done with being in such a girly atmosphere. Let's go." We walked out of the closet, bathroom, and my bedroom, turning off lights as we went. Edward plopped down on the couch as soon as we reached the living room.
"Football time."
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An hour and a half later, the table was set with a white table cloth, one-of-a-kind china, and a small flower arrangement in the center to replace candles. I just set a huge pot of water on the stove to boil when Alice came rushing out of the elevator with two coat bags lying across her arms.
"Sorry it took me so long." She panted. "Traffic was horrible. Anyway, I got you this Edward." She handed him both of the bags that had been resting across her arms and directed him to go to the spare bedroom to change. His eyes crinkled together in a look that told her she was crazy.
"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" I looked over at his dark wash jeans and black V-neck shirt, wondering the same thing. Although I would never admit it.
"Don't question me! Just go." Her tiny frame pushed Edward toward the hall. When he disappeared Alice's hand wrapped around my wrist and she dragged to my closet.
"So how was your alone time with Edward?" she asked while ripping through the racks of clothes.
"Don't remind me." I sighed, peeling off the layers of clothing I was wearing. I was so used to Alice making me over it was merely a habit now.
"Come on, give me details Bella! You have the man who just got named #1 hottest guy of the year in your house hold! Do not tell me you did 'nothing'."
"He might look good but that doesn't mean he has the hottest personality."
"Who cares with a face like that?"
"Me."
"Okay, one person does. So tell me what you did!" She grabbed a few dresses off the racks and scurried over to the shoe wall.
"I took him on a tour of the house, by force not option. We watched the football game for a little. Then I set up the table and got all the ingredients for dinner out."
Alice turned away from the shoes. "Seriously Bella? If Edward Cullen came over for dinner at my house, I think I would try a little harder then 'we watched the football game.'"
"If I wanted to think of something more interesting to do, I would have. But I don't care about impressing Edward, ergo I didn't feel the need to find something interesting for us to do." Alice nodded her head back and forth in disbelief. She walked up to me, dropping the numerous shoes she was holding in her arms, and held up different dresses to my body.
"Bella, why are you set on hating Edward Cullen?" I was taken my surprise at the question.
"What do you mean Alice? I am not set on hating Edward Cullen! And I don't hate him. I just strongly dislike him." Alice raised her eyebrows at me.
"Hold this." She pushed a dress in my arms and started putting the others back on the rack. "Look Bella, I don't know if you aren't giving Edward a chance because of Jacob but-"
"Where is this coming from!" I interrupted. "First of all, I don't like Edward so why would I give him a chance?" I stepped into the dress and pulled the zipper up as far as I could.
"And why don't you like him Bella?"She took a break from putting the dresses away so she could pull my zipper up the rest of the way. It went up without a problem. I guess it would be easy since it was designed to fit me exactly. She walked back to the rack and continued putting things away.
"Because he is a sexist jerk who intervenes with my life!" Alice sighed down at me like a mother reading her child's failing report card. She finished putting the dresses away and was kneeling down to figure out what shoes to put with the dress.
"I'm sorry to say this, but you're the one intervening with his life. You should be lucky he's doing this for you."
"He's the one who invited Jacob to dinner, not me!" Alice brought the rejected shoes back to the rack, giggling all the way. "It's not funny!" She laughed harder at my anger while getting a backless bra from my drawers.
"Come on, where's the Bella I know? The one that looks at the bright side of things? Although you have to deal with Jacob, you get to pretend to be Edward's girlfriend. Which means kissing!" I let out an annoyed sound.
"If that's the bright side, then I'm royally screwed." Alice tossed me the bra and I slipped it under the dress, adjusting it as I spoke. "Maybe I can just play sick."
"Nice fantasy Bella."
"Yeah I guess that would be a little obvious." Alice nodded her head.
"No duh, Bella." We became silent then, but it didn't bother us. We were so used to being with each other, there was no such thing as awkward silence. Alice had me put on some heels and we walked out of the closet and into the bathroom where my antique vanity was. I sat down tenderly and Alice applied heavy mascara on my eyelashes and eye shadow to my eyelids. After, she put bronzer on my face, neck, and chest so I would look darker then I really was.
Her last step was my hair. She took out silver lace from one of the drawers and twisted it in my hair. Then she threw it up into a messy, yet stylish hairdo.
I looked at the clock to see we only spent fifteen minutes getting me ready. Impressive.
I looked into the mirror before I left the bathroom and admired the work Alice had done. The dress was a silvery-white, backless halter that ended mid-thigh. It had a beaded waist band that hugged me at the tiniest part of my stomach so I looked even smaller then I already am. (Dress on profile.) The shoes were three-inch, silvery white peek-toes, making my legs look endless. The ribbon Alice had intertwined in my mahogany hair complimented the outfit perfectly along with the eye shadow. It was a beautifully, elegant outfit but I wondered why I was getting so dressed up for a simple dinner.
"Why'd you pick white?" I asked Alice when it dawned on me that she has never before dressed me in that color.
"I told you we were going to make Jacob uncomfortable." My brows furrowed. "When you see Edward, you'll know what I mean. I have to go Bells, Jazzy planned a date for me!" Her eyes glazed over at the thought of him. I snapped my fingers in front of her face a few times so she would snap out of it. "Oh, sorry. Anyway, I have to go. Have fun, and don't kill anyone!" She kissed me on the cheek and scampered out of my room.
I walked into the living room a couple minutes after Alice left. Edward was sitting on the couch with his elbows resting on his knees, absorbed in the game.
"I told you the Saints were going to win." Edward jumped at the sound of my voice.
"The Jets still have a chance. It's not over…" He trailed off when he turned around and saw me. "Th-they c-can still win." Edward stuttered. His eyes were eating up each inch of my body and I felt my famous blush appeared on my cheeks. Edward ran his hand through his bronze hair and stood up.
Edward was clad in black dress pants with a white shirt hanging over them. A silvery-white tie was strung, untied, around his neck. He looked too sexy for his own good.
"Tuck in your shirt." I scolded him while walking toward him. He followed my orders without breaking eye-contact. I took his tie in my hands and started tying it for him.
"Jacob's going to be here soon," I started in a calm voice, "which means we are now a couple. The only problem is Jacob knows me well. So we can't mess up. Be subtle about things. Don't make anything too over-dramatic or he'll become suspicious."
"Is that it?" Edward asked.
"One more thing," I tightened the tie on his neck and reached up to whisper in his ear, "the saints just won." I took a step away from him and brushed the wrinkles off his shirt before going into the kitchen to put the corn in the boiling water. I took out the live lobsters and cut off the rubber band from their claws swiftly before dropping it in. When I repeated this two more times, I put a lid on the pot and walked over to the full sized window off of the living room. I stared down at the passing cars, searching for one in particular. I saw Edward's reflection appear beside mine and finally realized what Alice's plan was.
Both Edward and I were in dressy attire, we didn't tell Jacob to dress dressy. Alice dressed me in white; she never dresses me in white. Edward and I were matching in color for a simple 'date.' I don't think I've ever matched in color for any date in my life.
Alice planned for Edward and me to look like we were getting married.
Now that is how you make an ex uncomfortable.
I'm so sorry for the late update! There's really no excuse except the fact I was reading a really good book… or books and couldn't put them down.
So are you guys mad at me for not putting in the date this chapter? I actually fully intended to, but then it hit 1 am and I figured I mine as well update sooner and have a shorter chapter.
So the Super Bowl is today! Who do you want to win? Saints, or Colts? I'm a Patriots fan so there is no way I'm going for the Colts, so… GO SAINTS!
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