Hey err'body! Don't think this is my only story! I would love it if you checked out my slightly older one, Athanasia. It's, of course, and Edward/Bella. I wouldn't have it any other way! lol
So, with that being said...
Enjoy :)
We spent the rest of our free day lounging around my hotel suite.
Alice and Jasper were quickly becoming very close friends of mine. And Edward... I can't describe it.
Every time I was near him, I would get this feeling to be closer to him. Like there was this magnet pulling me to him.
It's probably from all those shrooms last weekend, my inner Lady GaGa told me.
I don't know what it is, but every time I am with him, the magnet just grows stronger and stronger. I know I haven't ever felt this way about anybody else. Ever.
"Bella..." Edward called, pulling me from my thoughts.
We were currently bundled up in my bed under layers of blankets watching a movie. The Sandlot to be exact.
Best. Movie. Ever!
"Hmm...?" I hummed, snuggling deeper into the blankets.
"What all are you doing tomorrow?" He asked, turning towards me and wrapping his arms around my waist.
"I don't really know... I do know that I have interviews with Good Morning Chicago, Oprah, and Jerry Springer." I said, glancing at the clock. One forty-two a.m., it read. Shit...
"We should get to sleep, then. You have a busy day." Edward said, looking at the clock as well.
"Edward?" I asked.
"Hmm...?" He hummed.
"Don't you ever have to go home?" I giggled.
"You don't want me here?" He asked with mock sadness, jutting out his bottom lip.
"Of course I do, sweetie, but don't you go to school?" I giggled.
"Yeah, on Thursdays and Fridays. I have games on Wednesdays and Saturdays." He said. (Let's just pretend. ;)
"Tomorrows Wednesday." I said, pointing out the obvious.
"I know." He said, brushing some hair from my face.
"So, I won't see you?" I asked, looking up at him with wide eyes.
"Bella all you need to do is call. Or, you know, drop in during the middle of my game on a helicopter... That would work." He said, chuckling.
"Okay." I giggled. Edward groaned and put his hands over his face. "What, baby?" I asked, worried. Worried? Shit, what the fuck is wrong with me? I haven't felt like this since I left home.
"I don't know what this is." He explained, gesturing between the two of us with his hand.
"It's whatever you want it to be, Edward." I sighed, wrapping both my arms around one of his.
"I don't think so." He said, sounding almost...Sad?
"What do want it to be?" I asked, looking up at him.
"I want you to be...my girlfriend." He finished so fast I almost didn't here him, he had a small blush covering his cheeks.
"Aaw..." I giggled, kissing his cheek. "Does Eddie want GaGa?" I giggled, moving myself so I was laying on top of him. He nodded shyly, a small smile on his lips.
"Well...GaGa wants Eddie." I said seriously. He looked up at me, smiling. "Looks like you just got yourself a bitch." I said, kissing his lips. He chuckled from underneath me and flipped us over. He pulled back and stared into my eyes.
Right now, I didn't care that I would only be staying here for another week. Or that I was a megastar. I actually forgot about all of that. Or how terrible this could turn out.
Right now, it was just me and Edward.
"It seems like I've known you forever." He commented, laying his head down on my chest.
"I know." I agreed, kissing the top of his head.
We fell asleep like that, Edward lying on top of me, under all those blankets. We must have been a sight to see.
*D*A*N*C*E*IN*THE*D*A*R*K*
"GaGa! Wake up, sunshine!" I heard a peppy voice call. Suddenly, bright light flashed in the room. Resulting in me getting shocked and slapping Edward's head.
"Ooow." He groaned, sitting up, a small smile on his face. "Thanks for that." He told me, pointing to his head.
"Sorry." I giggled, then looked at the owner of the peppy voice.
"Marc, what are you doing here, babe?" I asked, getting out of the bed.
"GaGa, darling! You have to get to ready for Good Morning Chicago!" He exclaimed, running into my closet. "Billy went to pick up some breakfast taco's, he'll be here soon. Oh! Will you're boy toy be coming?" He asked, looking at Edward. I giggled at Edward's pursed lips, trying to hide his smile.
"No, Marc. He has a football game." I said, kissing Edward's cheek and slipped on my zebra slippers, following Marc into my closet.
"Perfect!" Marc exclaimed walking right back out of the closet. "GaGa will come!" He exclaimed, kissing Edward on the cheek. Edward's eyes widened and as soon as Marc turned away Edward wiped it off with a disgusted face.
"Marc, sweetie," I said, stopping him by placing my hands gently on his shoulders, "I don't know if I have time for that, and I'm sure Edward's family and friends will be there. I'm sure they want an 'indecent' megastar cheering for their their Edward." I explained. I could tell Edward was about to say something, but Marc cut him off.
"Well, I do not care! I am Marc Jacobs, and I say you go!" He demanded, shoving my clothes at me. I rolled my eyes and walked into my closet.
As I was changing I heard Marc and Edward talking, but I couldn't make out the words.
When I had it on I looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a kind of pearl colored sea-shell inspired leotard with puffs in the hips. (Lol I can't describe this one at all! It's on my profile!)
I walked out of the closet and Edward smirked at me, I smirked back of course.
"Okay GaGa, now these!" Marc shouted, handing me a pair of sparkly black high-heeled boots. I slid them on and he clapped. "You look Gorgeous!" He yelled, sounding a lot like Bruno as he pronounced it 'Gorgaus!'. "Billy! Come here, GaGa is ready!" He yelled as I sat down at my vanity.
"I have to go, baby, I'll see you later." Edward said, kissing my cheek before heading out the door.
Billy put my hair in big curls all around my head, no extensions, and the pink highlights showed flawlessly in my amazing do. He gave me dark eye makeup, and pale makeup for the rest of my face, making my look amazing! (On the picture on my profile.)
"Thank you, Billy! You have made me look sexy again!" I said, giving his cheek a kiss.
After that, I got my boys together and we headed out the hotel and to the limo.
The ride to the studio was silent, and soon enough we arrived at the place where they shoot Good Morning Chicago.
We got out of the limo and got into the building.
*D*A*N*C*E*IN*THE*D*A*R*K*
"So, GaGa, tell us how you get all of these wacko outfits." Nancy Paulson, the woman who hosts Good Morning Chicago, told me.
"Haus of GaGa is my number one source for the ideas. We would give the ideas to a designer after that, creating an amazing outfit. It's really all of my closest friends that I like to consult with and ask for their opinions. They are my life source, basically." I explained, sitting up straighter in my seat.
"When will we get to see you in normal clothes? Is there a picture out there of Lady GaGa in jeans?" She asked, fake interest lacing her tone.
"Nancy...Ms. Paulson, there will never be a day where my fans have to see me without a pair a heels strapped to my feet." I said, the audience erupted in cheers at that. Why? I'm not sure.
"Mmhhmm.. So, tell Chicago a little something about your personal life." She insisted. Bitch, please. You're lucky I'm telling you this much.
"Well, I know we all need to get paid, but some questions GaGa doesn't like to answer." I said softly and sweetly, a small smile on my face the whole time. She laughed as if what I just said had been funny.
"At the fashion show, we saw you were with someone? Who is he?" She asked, leaning forward in her chair, a bright smile on her fake face.
"Commercial break!" I giggled, joking with her, but also trying to avoid the question. Did Edward want everyone to know? Or not?
"Well GaGa, he has to be someone." She said, placing her hand under her chin.
"He's a very, very close friend." I said, hoping that was good enough.
She asked a few more questions about the tour and about some new singles, then the show was over. The boys and I rushed out of the building and to the limo, not wanting to be late for my next interview.
They all asked the same questions, I don't know why I can't do one giant interview! That would make this so much easier.
At every interview I would tell the host and the audience how much I adore my fans, because I really do. Without my fans and their support I wouldn't be where I am right now.
I wouldn't be Lady GaGa.
"GaGa!" Marc exclaimed, snapping me out of my reverie. "Your boy toy says his game is at three! That was and hour ago! If we hurry, we can make it to half-time!" He exclaimed, then whispering something to the driver.
"How would you know, sweetie, you don't watch sports." I wondered, giggling.
"It's called Google, darling." He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
I giggled as we pulled into a large parking lot. It was giant! It was also in front of a...Stadium! Tell me Marc did not bring me to-
"Your boy toys football game, doll! We're here! You love me, right?" He exclaimed, jumping out of the car. Good Lord, heaven almighty. He did.
Even though I didn't know how this would follow through, I was glad Marc got me here. I...Missed Edward. Yeah, I missed him.
"Yeah, I love you, sweetie." I said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Demetri and Felix chuckled as they flanked Marc, Billy, and I. We walked to the stadium doors and the smell of beer and sweat wafted at my nose. It smelled like candy. The sound of cheers erupted in my ears as we came closer to the doors leading out of the field.
"Today," I heard the announcer guy announce, "We have a very special guest!" I gasped, looking at Marc. I will kill him.
"GaGa!" My dancer's yelled, running towards me. "We're doing the Startsruck piece." One explained, out of breathe from running. I nodded my head.
The announcer continued:
"It was last minute, but we could not deny this lady. Ever. So please, welcome Lady GaGa!" He yelled as my dancers dragged me to one entrance, there was a giant stage type vehicle thing. I walked up the stairs it had on it and onto the stage as it started to drive out to the center of the field.
The stadium was very big! Thousands of people were here, but that was nothing compared to what I've preformed for. The people in the stands were cheering like crazy. I kept my face neutral, just staring out at the masses in the stands. The football players werestill clearing the field, and one caught my eye as he took off his helmet. He smiled that crooked smile up at me. I smirked back.
Edward looked damn sexy in his football uniform. Even if he was like a hundred feet away.
Suddenly, the lights on the stage started flashing and the beats started. I danced with my dancers like we did in rehearsals.
"Groove, Slam, Work it back
Filter that, baby bump that track.
Groove, Slam, Work it back
Filter that, baby bump that track.
Groove, Slam Work it back
Space Cowboy just play that track.
GaGa in the room, so Starstruck
Cherry, Cherry, Cherry, Cherry Boom Boom.
I said into the microphone with the beats, then started signing Starstruck.
At the end of the song, when I was repeating the first lines, I walked down the stairs on the front of the stage, and onto the football field. We finished our song on the field, and when it ended the whole stadium erupted in cheers.
I stood up straight and looked up at the stands.
"Thank you." I said quietly into the microphone. They quieted down.
I looked up at the scoreboard before turning back to stands.
"I'm sorry, Firebirds, but I have to wish all of my luck to the Lions." I said sweetly and softly into the mic, causing the team in red to groan, and the team in black and orange to come running at me full speed. "Oh, shit." I said on instinct, not remembering the mic was by my face. Laughter erupted from the stands as the team tackled me. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt.
"Yeah! GaGa loves us!" They yelled. I giggled as I felt a warm hand grab mine and pull me from under the pile of footballers.
"The fuck is wrong with you boys, she's not a fucking sumo." Edward said as he pulled me from the ground and enveloped me in a heartwarming hug that melted my insides. I pulled back and gave him a long and passionate kiss in front of all his boys. And college.
He chuckled as I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist.
"Damn, wish I was Edward right now."
"How the hell did that happen?"
"The fuck?"
All those were said as I kissed my lovable boyfriend. I slid off of him and he smiled down at me.
"You came." He said happily. Then he picked me and spun me around. I giggled as I held on to his arms for dear life, as his shoulders were in their protective gear.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world, baby." I said as he set me down gently.
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