A/N Hi everyone! Thank you to all of you who have already added me to your favourite lists or are following the story. And of course to all my wonderful reviewers. This chapter was hard to write because Edward isn't what I see when I picture a country singer. In my mind his songs are like Brad Paisley, Blake Shelton, Tim McGraw. So, anyone who wants to get in the country mood, then listen to some of those tracks and you'll know what it's like in my head right now. I've tried to make Edward seem a little more laid back. Hopefully, it's come across. Please read and review. And for those who wanted to a description of Bella, I put it in there for you!

BPOV

"I can't believe that she invited him," Rosalie hissed to me at the bar.
"Rose, she couldn't not invite him. He would be the only one in town whose not currently in this room." I argued.
"So?" She shrugged.
The party was a hit. Everyone wanted to come to Jasper's party and, of course, one of Alice's infamous parties.
The room was decorated with Balloons and banner's wishing him a happy 30th. The DJ was playing his favourite songs and the food was all his favourites. I was so glad tonight was treat night, or Id be screwed.
"Poor Nessie," I murmured watching as she stared dreamily at Jacob Black. They had known each other since they could remember, he even worked at her fathers garage, but she'd never told him how she felt.
I didn't know why she didn't just say something. Id noticed the way Jacob would watch her whenever I saw them together. It was obvious he felt the same, yet for some reason neither would be the first to declare themselves.
"Jake really needs to strap on a pair and tell her." Rosalie said as she drank her whiskey. The woman could put them back when she wanted to. And tonight, she definitely wanted to.

"She didn't mean to upset you, Rose." I soothed her as I rubbed my hand down her bare arm. She looked stunning tonight in her red strapless dress and heels, Id curled her hair and throw in a diamond necklace and she looked ready to rock the red carpet.
"I know. He just makes me angry." She bit out.
I smiled at her. "Why don't you go and mingle with some people, dance a little. Take him off your mind."
"Yeah. I might even make out with one of his friends," She laughed as she sauntered past Emmett, who watched her hips sway shamelessly.
I got up and made my way over to him as his friends left.
"Hi there, honey," He greeted me with that southern charm that made most women melt. Well not this woman.
"If you have any intention of messing with her head again, then walk away now." I told him.
He frowned at my frosty tone. "And you are?"
"I'm her friend and I won't let anyone hurt her. Especially, some dickwad who just wants a stroll down memory lane before he takes off again."
I saw the anger flash in his eyes. "You don't know anything about it." He growled.
Some may have been intimidated, but not me and not when my friends were involved. "I know you hurt her and it took a long time for her to move on. Now you're back and while that's great if you just want to be friends and go along your way, it's not if want to mess with heart again."
He looked down at me moodily for a long moment before he sighed. "Look, I was dickhead in high school and I made a lot of mistakes. One being walking away from her. I've grown up a lot and I want her back."
I looked into his dark eyes and saw the sincerity there. The longing. I didn't know why he walked away, but I did know that it wasn't as cut and dry and we all thought.
"Don't mess it up again." I warned him.
He laughed without humor. "I already have by bringing up her dead fiancé."
I could see that he really was sorry about that and thought it might hurt his chanced of winning her back. Rosalie would kill me, I thought as I said. "He's not dead." And then I walked away as he started to grin.
"Thank you." He called out and then laughed when I hushed him incase Rosalie was watching. Luckily, she was flirting with some guy in the corner. That wiped the amused grin off of Emmett's face. I noticed as I made my way to the birthday boy.
"Well, hello there, handsome," I teased as I covered his eyes with my hands.
"How many times do I have to tell you? If my girlfriend finds out about us, there will be hell to pay." He drawled before pulling me into a hug.
Jasper was what every man should me. He was kind and funny, smart and had enough charm to make any woman overdose if he aimed it her way. He was also the opposite of Alice. Where she was constantly on the move, always doing something with all that energy of here, he was laid back and appreciated lazy days.
He was also out of this world hot. With honey blond hair and baby blue eyes he could make any girl swoon at the sight of him. He was muscular and one of the tallest men Id ever met.
And he loved Alice.
"What about you girlfriend?" I teased.
He waved his hand dismissively. "You let me worry about, darlin. Come dance with me."
Laughing, I let him lead me to the dance floor.

EPOV

I stood in a dark corner of the room, sipping my whiskey and hoping I wouldn't get recognised. Tonight was about Jasper and I wanted to keep it that way. He'd been such an idiot all day, with this big ass grin on his face. Alice had really gone all out for him. Id been to many of parties in my day, but this one surpassed them all. Not so much because of the decorations or guest list, but because of how much trouble she's gone to. Every song, even the really bad ones, were Jaspers favourites.
I frowned as I heard the Time Warp start playing. Seriously? This man could play guitar better than anyone I knew. He could write songs that were an instant hit and the man listened to this? He actually liked it.
I scanned the crowd and soon found him dancing like the idiot he is. Only it wasn't help that held me captivated.
It was the beautiful woman he was dancing with.
She was stunning.
Her long, brown hair fell to her waist in gentle waves, her skin was the colour of ivory and looked as smooth as velvet. Her body was amazing, she had curves that a man like me appreciated. I had never been one for stick figure type. I liked women to look like women. Not be so skinny you could easily count their ribs. And, man, she was all woman.
I couldn't take my eyes off of her as she danced around with Jasper, clearly having a good time. What I noticed most about her, though, was her smile. It lit up her whole face and brought out these cute little dimples. I felt myself smile in return as I watched her sing a long to the ridiculous song.
"See something you like, Edward?"
I jumped and nearly choked on my whiskey. "Jesus Christ! What the hell, Alice?" I demanded.
She just laughed. "Are you having fun?" She drawled pointedly looking around at the quiet, dark corner I was hiding in.
I cringed. "I don't want anyone else to ask me to sing somethin' for them." I admitted as I watched the woman. I couldn't help but notice how different she was to the women around her. Everyone woman was here, dressed to impress in their skimpy dresses and high heels and there she was. Out on the dance floor, in her high heels, dancing to the Time Warp with my best friend and looking like she didn't have a care in the world.
"Her name is Bella." Alice told me with a sly smile. "She's also one of my best friends." She added and I caught the warning in her eyes.
I just smiled. "She's beautiful." I replied honestly. She was the most beautiful thing Id ever seen.
She smiled and nodded in approval. "Well, come on, let's go and break them up before Jazz finds out she knows the dance moves 'Ice Ice Baby'." She groaned.
Walking over to them, I found myself getting incredibly nervous. I didn't know why. I had women throwing themselves at me all the time, but something about this woman was different. I felt my palms begin to sweat and it annoyed me. I was known for my southern charm and songs that made women literally fall at my feet. Surely, I could talk to one woman.
"Hi," Jasper smiled as Alice rushed into his arms and planted one on him.
"You having a good time, honey?" She asked, staring up into his eyes with such love that it radiated from both of them. I felt a stab of envy as I watched them.
"I'm having the best time,baby. I was just showing Bella her my dance moves." He grinned toward the beautiful brunette.
"Please, Jazz, I could kick your ass around this dance floor and you know it." She teased.
"Oh, how rude of me." Alice exclaimed innocently and I saw right through it. "Edward this is my dear friend, Bella Swan. Bella, this is Edward Cullen."
I had thought Id had myself under control untill she smiled up at me with those deep, chocolate-brown eyes and I felt like I was falling into them.
"Hi," She smiled, flashing those dimples.
Okay, come on Eddie, I told myself.
When we stood there in silence for longer than was socially acceptable, Alice came to my rescue.
"Bella, Edward is the singer that Jazz play's guitar for." She then looked at me and gave me a look that said 'Say something, idiot.'
"Yeah, I'm a musician." I told her, trying to sound cool and calm, but it just came out arrogantly and I didn't why, but I couldn't stop it and she was frowning at me.
"Really?" She asked with her eyebrows raised. The dimples were gone.
"Yeah, I'm quite well-known in the industry." Again, I meant for the words to come out naturally, but I just sounded like a giant ass.
"Never heard of you." She shrugged.
"Really?" I asked with surprise, ever since Id moved back here a few months ago Id gotten a lot of attention. I couldn't go into town most days because of it. Id kind of became a hermit since I moved here.
When her eyebrows raised in disbelief, I realised that my casual response sounded like the most arrogant thing yet. When Id said 'really' It had sounded like I couldn't believe anyone hadn't heard of me. From the appalled looks on Alice and Jaspers face, I knew it was as bad as I thought.
"Well, it was... nice meeting you." She didn't sound like she meant it and I couldn't blame her.
I was saved by the opening tune to a song I never thought Id be grateful to hear.
"Awesome," Jasper cheered while Alice groaned as both Jasper and Bella started to sing to Ice Ice Baby. Bella actually kicked her heels off so she could do the dance moves without the risking of breaking her neck.
Alice and I moved back to give them room.
I felt her looking at me and sighed as I turned to her. "Do you realise how much of a dick you just sounded?" She demanded.
"Yeah, I do." I watched as Bella twirled around the dance floor and added with a grin. "But I'll fix it."

BPOV

I had just finished Mrs. Conner's weekly perm when I heard the bell over the door rang to let me know yet another customer had arrived.

The day had been unbearably hot and everyone had decided to have their hair cut and styled.

Luckily, I was finished for the day after my next appointment. There was some perks to running your own business.

I was meeting the girls in the diner for lunch and then enjoying a girly day; manicure, pedicures and facials.

Not something she used to enjoy but she'd always enjoyed the easy banter between her and the girls during the female rituals.

"Bella, your eleven thirty is here!" Zoe, my receptionist informed me excitedly.

"Okay, let me just clear up and then can you send them over, please?"

"Sure thing!" She smiled before dashing over to the waiting area at the front of the salon.

I cleared everything away quickly before flashing Zoe a quick thumbs up to let her know I was ready.

I was getting a clean towel out of the cupboard when I heard his voice.

"Well, hello again," a deep husky voice drawled from behind me. A voice so sexy it sent shivers down my spine whenever I heard it.

Edward Cullen stood there the very definition of tall and handsome, smiling down at me.

"You're my eleven thirty?" I asked, my voice coming out in a nervous squeak.

"Yeah," he answered his smile turning into a sexy smirk and it suddenly it hit me. He was here to see me.

I silently gestured for him to sit down in the leather chair. This was all so strange to me, men didn't come into the salon just to see me.

Especially, famous country singers.

"So, you're my stalker now? Should I be afraid of flattered?" I asked as I ran a comb through his hair.

Boy, he had good hair. It was a strange shade of bronze and thick and felt like running my fingers through silk. It fell slightly into his eyes and gave him a slightly unkept look.

"Oh, you should be flattered. Definitely. "

"So, what do you want doing?"

When he raised an eyebrow, I blushed. "I meant with your hair."

"Of course you did," he agreed, but his eyes shone with laughter.

I rolled my eyes when really I wanted to bash my head off of the wall.

Edward laughed. "Just do whatever you think is best."

Biting my lip to keep from smiling, I nodded and reached out for the electric shaver and turned it on.

"If your sure?" I smiled and nearly burst out laughing when I saw him flinch away as he heard the sound of the buzzing.

He cleared his throat and squared his shoulders.

"Go ahead," he managed to force out.

I sighed as I turned off the shaver and reached for a pair of scissors. He would look weird with a shaved head.

"So, you were willing for me to shave off all your hair because…?"

"I want to take you on a date," he answered.

My hand froze before I composed my racing heart and placed the electric shaver back in its handle so I could compose myself. I stifled a smile when I saw the relief in his eyes.

"Okay…" I drawled. "And why would I go on a date with you? Because you're Edward Cullen and everyone knows who you are?" I asked throwing the other night back into his face.

I was satisfied when he flinched but what intrigued me was the fact that he blushed.

"Look, I know I may have sounded a little arrogant the other night," he started.

"Arrogant? You sounded like a jackass." I interrupted.

Edward sighed as I picked up my scissors and began to trim his hair.

"Look, I was nervous, I tend to be extremely stupid when I'm nervous and unfortunately you got a front row seat to that at Jaspers party."

I paused at met his eyes in the mirror. "So you always act like an asshole when you're nervous? I find that hard to believe somehow. You, who have played to thousands of screaming fans? You, who are known for your southern charm and quiet confidence. I doubt that talking to one person would make you nervous somehow."

"You're not just one-," he frowned suddenly. "Wait, I thought you had no idea who I was."

"I lied." I admitted unashamed. "I'm actually a big fan of yours, but you annoyed me."

He grinned at me. "So you're a fan, huh?"

"Yes. I have to admit, when I heard you'd moved here I had wanted to meet you."

"You did?" he smirked.

"Now I wish I hadn't bothered. It would have saved me the disappointment."

"Come on," he said twirling around in the chair and nearly getting his face slashed.

Luckily, I had good reflexes and pulled my hand back just in time.

"Thanks," he muttered when I glared at him. "Just one date?" he asked with a sexy grin.

I thought about it before shaking my head. "No, I don't think so." I answered twirling him back around.

"Come on, Bella. What harm can one date do?"

"In my experience, a lot of harm can come out of a first date." I muttered dryly as I brushed the stray hair off his neck.

"That's only because you've never been on a date with me," he answered confidently.

I rolled my eyes dramatically. "I've seen you in action, buddy, and let me to you, you leave a lot to be desired. And all you had to do then was say hello. What will you pull when you're actually supposed to impress me?"

"You're all done," I said tapping him on his shoulder.

"You won't regret it," he promised getting to his feet.

"You can pay Zoe on your way out." I answered.

He stood in front of me, his eyes searching mine.

"You're really knocking me back?" he demanded.

"Surprisingly, yes I am. Goodbye Edward."

Before he could reply I was gone, heading into the back and leaving him standing there like an idiot.

EPOV

I don't believe it, I thought as I watched her sashay into the back room, shamelessly checking out her backside she left.
The haircut had been my best idea ever. The feel of her small hands in my hair. How it felt when her soft body would brush against mine.

It had went amazingly well and she still knocked me down flat on my ass.

"I love your music." The receptionist tole me when I reached the cash register.

Her eyes were big and blue and looked at me with something close to devotion.

Well, obviously I hadn't lost it completely, I thought as I left the salon. Now all I had to think of was a way to get Bella looking at me that way.
Why did that sound like it wasn't going to be easy as it sounded?

A/N So, there you have it. They've met, he acted like a dick, then he was charming and now he has to try to get the girl. Why you ask, must he chase after her? Because its sexy. That's my answer. Please review, even if it's to complain about Ice Ice Baby, so I can shame you for not loving that song. Also, if anyone like's country music and knows any good songs, let me know.