Hello lovelies. Are you all well? Just to get a few things clear, no this story is not beta'd. No I will not be getting a beta and I am not interested in ever getting one. I'm sure some of you are amazing beta's and are lovely people but bad experiences with beta's in the past have left me not wanting them to review my chapters before they are posted.

A teensy bit of angst at the end of the chap, but it's short lived.

Normal disclaimers apply.

Enjoy!

BPOV.

I finished applying my lipstick and tied a folded bandana around my pumped up bun. I smoothed down my black skinny jeans and left my room, bumping into Rosalie on the way.

"Hey chicka. Calmed down now?" She asked, rubbing my arm.

To be honest, I wasn't really mad at Edward. I was more mad at myself for misreading the situation. There he was just being playful and sweet and I go and fuck it up by trying to kiss the poor sod. So I feigned anger in an attempt to cover my embarrassment.

"Yeah, I'm good Rose. Ready to get your freak on?"

"You know it biatch!" We linked arms and made our way downstairs to where the guys were relaxing. Edward was scowling, while Emmett shook with silent laughter. "What's the matter with you two?" She queried with an arched eyebrow. "Em, just let it out." Emmett, who was slowly turning more red in the face, let out a deafening roar of laughter and Rose rolled her eyes at his antics. She turned her questioning look to Edward, who threw one arm across his chest and the other cupped his junk. Now I was even more confused.

"What's going on?" I had to practically yell to be heard over Emmett's guffaws. "EMMETT! SHUT UP! You laugh like a donkey being raped." That did the trick. "Now...what the fuck?" I threw my hands up in the air and glanced at each of them in turn.

Edward was the first to cave. "I told Emmett that Rose gave me a titty twister." He mumbled, turning pink in the cheeks.

"Why on earth would you do that?" I asked my best friend.

"He upset you and I was putting him in his place."

"Rose." I sighed. "I'm not even mad at Edward. He did nothing wrong. I misread the situation and I was angry at myself. Rose, you're more than just my friend, you're my sister, but please, less of the mama bear act. I have to fight my own battles."

"I just hate to see you hurt Bells. I will try to reign it in." She conceded with a deep sigh.

"Thank you babes." I gave her a quick hug. "So who's ready to get their drink on?" I was met with a couple of hoot and hollers and one non-committal grunt.

At the bar Edward had relaxed somewhat but still flinched slightly anytime Rose went past him. We had forgone the clubbing and opted for a bar instead. Only after a valid argument on my part, of not wanting to be dancing dirty in a mass of sweaty bodies to badly auto-tuned music composed on a laptop.

No thank you!

I'd rather be dancing dirty in a mass of sweaty bodies to some fuck awesome rock music!

So here we were, in a corner booth of a darkened bar listening to a live band covering some great hits and some classics. Each of us nursing a pitcher of beer, or rather myself and Edward were nursing our beers, Emmett and Rose were playing tonsil hockey. I rolled my eyes at them and gave Edward a half grin.

"You never did tell me your news earlier." He piped up. I gave him a quizzical look. "In your message. When you filled my answering machine. You said you had some news to tell me."

Realisation sank in. I had completely forgot to tell everyone about my shop. "Oh my days! I can't believe I'm such an air head! Maggie sold me her shop. I'm finally going to be back in business." I grinned from ear to ear.

"So you're sticking around for good then B.B?" Emmett had finally released Rose long enough to ask a question.

"I sure am. By the end of the month my little tea room will be in the process of being back in business and you'll finally have your home back to yourselves."

"Aww I'm gonna miss you Bella-bee. Your sass livens up the place. One thing I wont miss though is your little beast of a dog." Emmett shuddered, remembering all of the times Milo has gone for him I suppose.

"He's always nice to me." Edward chipped in.

"That's because his owner loves you. Where's the love for Emmett huh, Bella? Where's the love?" He feigned mock hurt, wiping away an imaginary tear.

I couldn't respond. My face was flaming in embarrassment. "Excuse me. I need the bathroom." I stood abruptly from the table and made a quick exit.

I pushed through the pulsing crowd. The band was currently doing a cover of Def Leppard's 'Pour Some Sugar On Me'. Always a crowd pleaser that one. I stumbled into the bright white florescent lit ladies room. The smell of pine cleaner and piss a nauseating mix. I wet a paper towel and dabbed it on my overheated skin. I took a few calming breaths but the smell didn't help matters much. I would of used the facilities to relieve myself but judging by the state of the first two cubicles I could only imagine what the third would be like. I straightened the bandana in my hair and topped up my lipstick before exiting the room.

The crowd was relatively quiet as the band had gone on a quick break. I went to the bar and ordered two shots of Jagermeister, downing both in quick succession.

"Take it easy there little lady. You'll be on the floor if you carry on at that rate." A tall tanned man next to me said.

I turned towards the voice. "What do you know huh? I bet I could drink your sorry ass under the table."

"Name your poison."

"I'll stick to the Jager. You?"

"Tequila." I supressed a shudder. That stuff tasted like paint stripper.

"What's the catch?"

"The first to down five shots of their preferred drink gets to sing the next song on stage."

"Oh shit! You're the band singer?"

"Sure am. Alistair Brown at your service m'lady."

"Pleasure to meet you. Bella Swan." I held my hand out for him to shake. He kissed the back of it instead. I gave him my best bitch brow. Rose would be so proud. "Hmm, you're buying and I hope your band can keep up with me."

"They're good musicians, just don't pick any of that pop crap." The bartender pushed the shots across the bar towards us and Alistair slapped down a fifty.

I picked up the first glass and clinked it against his. "Cheers." He nodded in response and our battle begun. My hand moved like lightning as I downed each shot, the smooth liquid warming me on the way down. I slammed down my fifth and final glass just as Alistair put down his fourth.

"Well done Miss Swan. Give me a moment to gather the lads and you can pick your song." He disappeared into the crowd and I made my way to the side of the small stage. Butterflies played havoc in my stomach but that could be the seven shots of Jager settling themselves down, ready to be absorbed into my bloodstream. Alistair reappeared followed by four guys, each of them dressed in varying rockabilly styles.

"Lads, this is Bella 'tough-as-nails' Swan. She's our guest vocalist for the next song." The men all smiled warmly at me as I requested my song of choice. They approved and made their way back to their instruments.

Oh boy. Here goes nothing.

EPOV.

I was getting a little worried. Bella had been in the bathroom for quite some time. No one takes that long to go to the toilet. I tried to get Roses attention so she could go and check the out ladies but I was drowned out by the roar of the crowd as the band came back on stage.

"Thank you. Thank you. As a special treat for one night only we have a guest singer." The lead singer called across the room. I tuned him out as best as I could while I scanned the crowd for signs of Bella. The band wasn't all that good, doing mediocre covers of classic songs.

I stood from our booth and slowly made my way to the bar at the back of the room. I would be able to see the crowd better from that vantage point. Everyone hooted and cheered as the mic passed hands to the new singer. I highly doubt they would be able to do a better job.

"Thank you, Alistair." I stopped dead in my tracks as that voice carried over the rows of people. I slowly pivoted towards the stage and there she was, behind the mic looking all types of sexy.

"We could just go home right now.
Or maybe we could stick around, for just one more drink, oh yeah.
Get another bottle out.
Lets shoot the shit.
Sit back down, for just one more drink, oh yeah."

My mouth ran dry and I'm pretty sure my eyes bugged out of my skull. Boy could Bella sing. She put Lzzy Hale to shame.

"Here's to us.
Here's to love.
All the times that we fucked up.
Here's to you.
Fill the glass.
Cause the last few days have kicked my ass.
So lets give 'em hell.
Wish everybody well.
Here's to us.
Here's to us."

I glanced over at our booth to find it empty. A large clap on my shoulder let me know where my friends were. I didn't turn to greet them as I was having taking my eyes off of Bella's form rocking out on stage for long.

"Stuck it out this far together.
Put our dreams through the shredder.
Let's toast cause things got better.
And everything could change like that.
And all these years go by so fast.
But nothing lasts forever

Here's to us.
Here's to love.
All the times that we messed up.
Here's to you.
Fill the glass.
Cause the last few nights have kicked my ass.
If they give you hell,
Tell em to go fuck themselves.
Here's to us.
Here's to us.

Here's to all that we kissed.
And to all that we missed.
To the biggest mistakes that we just wouldn't trade.
To us breaking up,
Without us breaking down,
To whatever's come our way.

Here's to us.
Here's to love.
All the times that we fucked up.
Here's to you.
Fill the glass.
Cause the last few days have kicked my ass.
So let's give em hell.
Wish everybody well.

Here's to us.
Here's to love.
All the times that we messed up.
Here's to you.
Fill the glass.
Cause the last few nights have kicked my ass.
If they give you hell,
Tell em to go fuck themselves.
(Go fuck themselves)
Here's to us.
Here's to us.
Here's to us.
Here's to us.

Here's to us.
Here's to love.
Here's to us. (Wish everybody well)
Here's to us.
Here's to love.
Here's to us."

The crowd was going wild for the little hell cat as she belted out the chorus for the last time.

"Here's to us." She crooned the last sentence in a sultry manner before giving a quick bow and skipping off stage.

I pushed myself through the throng of bodies towards the stage exit. I got there just as Bella had finished descending the steps. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair was a mess, but she was still the most beautiful woman in the world in my opinion.

"Edward!" She seemed startled as she saw me standing in front of her.

"Bella, that was...wow. I didn't know you could sing so well. Is there anything you can't do?"

"I can't speak french." She frowned a little.

"What?" I laughed, pulling her close and kissing her head.

"I can't speak any other language actually. I always wanted to learn but found it too time consuming." She pouted as though this was actually bothering her.

A squirrely looking guy came over and interrupted our conversation. "Hey, I think we both know why we're here tonight." The sleezebag slurred, gazing at her chest.

"Sure I do." She purred, making the guy think he was in with a chance. I felt sick. Is that what Bella wants in a man? A scumbag drunk to pick her up in a bar? A bitter taste formed in my mouth at the thought. "Let's go and pick up some girls!" Bella finished before leaving me and the sleeze behind to go and slap Roses ass. They locked lips and linked arms, leaving the bar hand in hand.

"Sorry dude, she's a lesbian." Emmett said with all seriousness that I nearly believed him. He clapped the jerk on the shoulder and we left him there to pick his jaw up off the floor.

We exited the bar and the cool night air had a mild sobering effect. We found the girls a few feet down from the building waiting for us. They were giggling nonstop. I think both of them had had a few too many. I wrapped my arms around Bella's shoulders as she shivered in the cold.

"You were truly amazing on stage. Could have passed for a professional." I murmured in her ear.

The beauty turned in my arms to face me. "Only when I've got a stomach full of liquid courage can I sing that well. I'm not becoming an alcoholic just for a singing career." She rolled her eyes and glanced over my shoulder. "You'd have thought that they could have waited until we got home." She said, spying our friends practically dry humping behind us.

I chuckled and hailed us a cab.

Back at the house Rose and Em ran straight to their room to finish what they had been building towards all evening. Bella and I slumped on the sofa, neither of us feeling the need to sleep right now or to witness the rampant rabbits upstairs.

"You know, I don't know much about you at all Eddie." Bella pouted, her head lolling to the left to meet my gaze. "I should know more about you. What's your middle name?"

"Really Bella? You want to play twenty questions at one in the morning?"

"Well, yes. How else am I going to get to know you?"

"Okay. I'll play your game. It's Anthony. Yours?"

"Marie." She smiled, pleased that I was playing along. "What's your shoe size?"

I couldn't help but snort at the randomness spouting from her mouth. "Twelve. Yours?"

"Wow that's huge. Seven. Is it true what they say about mens feet? That they're the same size as their dick?"

I sputtered out a cough and I was glad I wasn't drinking, as I don't think Rose would appreciate her sitting room covered in backwash. "Uhh no, I don't think so Bella. My penis is not an eleven inch donkey monstrosity."

"Heh heh heh, you said penis." She cackled. Now it was my turn to roll my eyes.

"Bella, I think it's time you went to bed.." I made to get up but she climbed into my lap, straddling my thighs preventing me from going anywhere.

"NO! No no! I haven't finished my questions yet." She pouted.

"Fine. One more question and then it's bedtime for you."

"Okay... Okay, what's your favourite colour?"

"Black."

"No, that's not a colour. C'mon, you've gotta give me something."

"Okay. Midnight blue." I replied, spying the strap of her bra peeking out of her top. "Yours?"

"Green. Deep emerald green." She stared intently at my eyes. "Take me to bed Edward." She slurred, her eye lids drooping under the excess alcohol. She got a wild glint in her eyes as she began clawing at my clothes.

"Woah woah woah! Bella, what are you doing?!" I asked, prying her hands away from my belt buckle.

Tears instantly began to well in her eyes. "Don't you want to sleep with me Edward?"

"NO! I mean yes, but not like this." She began to sob and I felt like shit for making her cry. "Please don't cry Bells. God I want to sleep with you so badly, but not while you're drunk off your ass. I'm not that kind of guy. I like to date my women before I bed them. I don't take advantage of inebriated girls."

"Fine no sex. Just touch me then." She attempted to release my belt buckle again.

"Stop B. Not like this." Her shoulders sagged in defeat as tears silently ran down her face.

"What is wrong with me?"

"Nothing is wrong with you. You're perfect, but you've only just broken up with your ex. Don't you need some time to get over that?"

"Embry and I haven't been together for quite some time. Not like that at least. I haven't had sex in six months! The only time he had for me was spent on an awkward finger fuck and an extra long hand job. That's not a relationship. I don't even know what that can be called. His excuse was that he was too busy for 'us' time. Yeah, too busy shagging his male assistants brains out."

I sat there in stunned silence while Bella sat in my lap raging about her ex. What a douche for treating this beautiful creature that way. He should have been honest with her from the start. "I'm sorry for the way he treated you Bella. He's a pillock for not being upfront with you. Not all guys are like that, I promise. Come on, let's put you to bed." I cradled her in my arms as I slowly ascended the stairs.

I nudged open her bedroom door and Milos ears pricked up as he heard us enter. I pulled back the covers on her bed and laid her down before slipping off her shoes and tugging the blankets up to cover her.

"Thank you Edward." She mumbled. "I look forward to our date."

I chuckled silently to myself as I closed her bedroom door.

Looks like I have a date to plan.

Poor Bella, all she wants is a good fucking but Edward is too much of a gentleman.

The song Bella sang is 'Here's To Us' by Halestorm. Check it out on youtube. It's a good song.

Anyone have any songs they want to see featured in this fic?

Let me know.

Much love xx