The Cold Ones

-Chapter Seven: A Hollywood Experience-

[Bella's POV]

The jet plane landed exactly 10:02 am at the Los Angeles airport. I saw a black limousine is waiting for the prestigious band, I don't know if I should be inside the limo, I'm not part of the band, I have to tell myself that I am only paid to work for the band and not paid to possess what they have. I'm the help, only a Personal Assistant, as low as that. The band went inside, Alice came in last, and she looked at me.

"Bella come. What are you waiting for? We're late" She uttered in a simple manner. I just did what she wanted me to do, swallow my pride and pretend to be famous like them.

I sat on the limousine couch. It's my first time to ride a luxury car like this. But riding it with The Cold Ones, it feels awkward, it's not right. Alice treats me like a sister, maybe it's because she grew up without any sister, and Rosalie doesn't seem to be much of a sister to Alice. And judging by the tasks she gives me, it's very light and what they're paying me too high. Just in two months I can resign and start with my dream.

I don't want to leave now though. Yet, I want to return to Charlie. But if I go back to Forks, I'd see Victoria, whom I suspected that is somehow involved in Renee's death. But it's just a suspicion and I lack evidence against her. And if it's Victoria, I'm weak in my father's eyes. I think it's better to stay a while longer. Make him miss me or something alike.

I just hope that Embry and Charlie's devils won't find me. I sighed then broke my thoughts. I noticed Rosalie look at me. It's quite scary with the way she looks intently to me. I just looked away pretending I'm not frightened at all. My simple fear might become gradually intense, so it's better to look away.

I just stared outside the window of the luxurious car. I think it's to distract me from Rosalie's daunting eyes. I noticed the place is so wild, people everywhere, a place a lot like New York, but slightly crazier and star-studded. I can see many signs and stuff. I felt like being watched again but opposites Rosalie's direction, I turned to see who's staring. My eyes met with a pair of gorgeous green emerald eyes, Sir Cullen.

"Yes Sir?" I asked innocently with a low and soft tone. I thought I heard my own voice shiver.

He shook his head then moved his vision somewhere else. I wish I knew his thoughts at that point in time. There is something he wanted to say. It caused my mind to pry in his thoughts.

I sighed heavily. I'm definitely feeling under the weather today. I just feel depressed upon losing my diary. That pile of old paper is part of my treasury. I have everything in that little big thing. My life is written there. I write what I feel. And definitely a certified loner. My pen and my paper are my only companions. Though it's just inanimate objects they comfort me in my own way of desires. I just don't know how to act around any people that good. Also the reason I'm not a good liar.

"Alice, are we going to the studio" Rosalie asked the black-haired.

"Yes right after the interview" she replied.

"Of Edward, that's for sure" Rosalie whispered. I can't hinder my senses to seize. I just heard her. I wondered why they would interview Edward. He's not the only vocalist of the band, Alice also. The interview is for the band's up-coming album, not for Sir Cullen. Anyway, it's not even my concern.

"Rose, please" Alice uttered.

Rosalie looked away.

"I'm no longer a playboy like people look at me. Tanya is the issue here, not me. I stopped dating anyone other than one girl. Her. Then what, what did she do?" Edward reprimanded. Everyone was surprised when Edward reacted on Rosalie's statement. His tone is filled with anger. He looked south right after he said that. In his eyes was not guilt but fury. His clutching eyebrows strongly agree that he's fuming. To who? Tanya Denali? Obviously. Who will be happy if he finds out that your fooled, she just used you? No one typically.

"I'm sorry" Rosalie apologized.

Edward looked away. I didn't know what I was doing when I sat next to him and placed my hands on his back. "I'm sure she's just joking, don't take it seriously." My brown eyes again met with his stunning green eyes. I looked away. I changed my vision because I felt a little bit uncomfortable in the position. I took my hand off his back. He's still staring.

"Are you ok?" he asked in a low tone of voice.

I nodded.

"Bella" his voice, is very fascinating to hear, saying my name. I felt shivers through my veins to my finger tips. "Why do you want to go to the orphanage?" I became surprised by the sudden mood change. Still, I have to answer.

"No significant reason"

"How did you even know that there's—"He got interrupted when the limousine stopped. I wondered what he tried to ask me. Maybe I'll remind him later.

"Showtime" Alice uttered lowly, suggesting she's ready, ready for Hollywood.

The band went out of the limo, the limo stopped in front of a studio. As always, the band is expected by their fans. There came photographers, paparazzo and just everything. The band always carries security guards with them, always. The reason they're never injured. I came out last, after Sir Cullen. The people looked at me with very unusual eyes. I heard chatters from the audience. It's hard to listen if they talk all at once, but if I heard it correctly, they said "Is that Edward's new girlfriend?"Maybe I shouldn't mind that.

Mike brought The Cold Ones' clothing out of the trunk. I should help him, even though he sounds like a total geek, Hey, he's still a person. And I'm one of the workers after all.

The people followed the band inside the studio. They're so wild. Tyler approached me after I placed all the things out of the trunk. Tyler is one of The Cold Ones' personal security guard.

"Ms. Cullen's looking for you, again"

"I'm coming" I responded.

I brought the clothes and other paraphernalia's in the backstage of the studio. I saw Alice combing her hair and retouching her make-up.

"Yes, Ms. Cullen, you asked for me?" I spoke.

"Wear this" she said with a pleasing voice and with a smile on her lips. She pointed at a black cocktail dress with cyan touches at its sleeves collar and the raffles below; the dress somehow has its gothic touches in it. Black and cyan are the signature color of the band. It looks extremely beautiful.

But I don't wear things like that. It's above my knee, I think the dress too revealing. And I don't show much of my skin.

"Sorry Ms. Cullen I—"

"Shush, don't call me Ms. Cullen, I feel like I'm a middle aged woman, Alice, I told you that a million times."

"Yes Ms—"I stopped when I realized what I said then uttered "Alice"

"Great! Now wear this"

"Alice, I can't wear that, it's too short. And for a P.A. it'd not appropriate"

"There's no law in America that says personal assistants are forbidden from looking gorgeous. And Bella, you're an assistant, not a slave. Plus you can't be in Hollywood in a pair of old jeans and a simple shirt"

Once again, I can't use my will, I'm held captive of my choices, I need to wear the dress. I just agreed to her.

It's the first time I'm going to wear something like this. I'm surprised that it fits me well. I took a glance of myself in the mirror. I wondered who the one in the mirror is. Is that me? I can't believe the magic of the dress: It turned me into a princess. Is Alice somehow a fairy godmother? Am I Cinderella? The modern version of Cinderella? Cool.

I watched my reflection once again. I smiled lightly.

"You see! You look astounding. You look like a celebrity Bella"

"Thanks"

"All you need is make-up, just a little bit and you're extremely perfect" She looked down my feet. "Uh, you can borrow my blue flats" I smiled and stared at my dirty white chucks. Cinderella wears glass slippers, not chucks. I giggled to myself.

"I guess so"

Then someone knocked on the door.

"Come in" Alice allowed the man.

He opened the door.

"Ms Alice, the show's going to start in five"

Alice nodded as her reply. She fixed my hair with her hand. "Let's go" she grabbed by wrist and pulled me out of the dressing room. Edward together with the rest of the band is waiting for Alice, she's always been the one who takes a long to get on stage.

Our eyes met. Sir Edward looked at me in a strange way. He gave me a crooked smile, my favorite. He looks absolutely handsome, no one can compare to his flawlessness.

"You look pretty" he whispered out.

"Thanks"

"THE COLD ONES IN 2 MINUTES" The director shouted which caught the attention of the band.

"Gotta go" Then he kissed my cheek in my surprise then walked away. My face turned red all over, the blood rushed to my face within a split second. I swore that if the studio isn't air-conditioned, a fly will go in my mouth. I can't close my mouth I'm too shocked.

[Edward's POV]

Wow, she looks stunning, perfect in a word. I have to thank Alice for her expertise in fashion. I told her to lend a dress for Bella, she said that she's already thinking about that, Ali picked out the dress. The dress looked wonderful on her. And it's no surprise that Ali convinced her to wear that, Bella can't say no to Alice.

Bella's walking closer to me, what should I say? Oh God, I can't take my eyes off her. I lost my words, how will I say that she's beautiful, she probably knows that.

"THE COLD ONES IN 2 MINUTES". We need to go.

I don't know what I was thinking when I kissed her cheek. I just want to. It's an embarrassing move. True. I just didn't know why my body moved like that. I didn't think first. I walked away to lessen the shame. They followed.

I sat on a black leather couch provided for the guests.

The show's theme music played, suggesting that the show is starting. "Bazooka, America, we are here today to interview one of the most prestigious bands of this modern era, the highly cherished by the people all over the world. Their music is one of the most played, leading songs in music charts. THE COLD ONES" The host introduced us before the spot lights turned to us. Applause from the audience followed.

Bazooka is one of the most highly rated music talk shows.

"From the Left, the playboy band vocalist, Edward Cullen, Ms. Pixie, Alice Cullen, her hubby, Jasper Hale, Emmett Cullen and the ever beautiful Rosalie Hale." He paused for a moment "Let's start the interview with the band's awaited new album. Edward, what can you say about the new album?"

"Until now we're still improving songs from the album. Four songs are completed and four other will be recorded later on. And the album title is still in progress" he answered.

"The carrier single is a surprise." Alice uttered.

The host asked a little more about the album.

"Ok lots more of The Cold Ones after these messages" the host said. The talk show took a break.

The host retouched his make-up. Then after a few moments the hosts fixed the instruments for us. When the show resumed we performed a song from the up-coming album. Over You [A/N: The song from Daughtry].It's the first time this is heard by a live audience. The song is light in the intro. As the song reached the chorus everything's intense. Jasper, Alice and Rose rocked the rhythm with Emmett's perfect beat. I thought my throat is coming out because of the song. I'm screaming the chorus. Jasper is amazing in his solo.

"The day I thought I never get through,

I got over you" I whispered the last line then the synchronization of music stopped.

It relived me when the song ended. My throat felt sore and my jaw just needs some rest. I stared at the director and he's suggesting to play another song.

[Bella's POV]

Oh my god! Edward's great out there, it's a completely new sound from The Cold Ones. Their past songs have a rock touch but the words are low, compared to this song. Over You. The song's filled with so much anger in it. I wonder who composed the song. They really sound so good. Edward's voice, give chills to my body, as always. When the song ended, I felt unsatisfied. I crave for more songs. Another one please?

"This song is not yet heard anywhere. This is just the first time it is being heard by the audience, and surprisingly, by my band mates." The viewers reacted with low chatters. "I wanted to sing this song for all of us who've done something wrong, and now yearn for forgiveness, admitting to have committed sins. I just finished the melody last midnight. And now, I just wish that my band mates would agree if I include this song in the up-coming album. The song is composed by a person whom I don't want to leave, she's important to me at a very unexplainable feeling." He paused. "It's titled Leave out all the rest".

I was there standing at the backstage a few meters from him, my eyes widened in surprise, it's impossible but I have a feeling. No, it's not my song, it can't be! If it's the song, then he lied when I asked him about my diary, he lied when he had it all along.

The song started with a light intro, the rest of the band doesn't know the song so they are unable to perform. Edward is left with his keyboard. He began in a light intro, it sounded mysterious yet beautiful. When he started with the words, it's confirmed, it's my composition.

At that point of time, I don't know what I'm shocked about. That Edward composed a melody for my song? Edward's performing my song? Edward took possession of my diary? Or Edward read what's inside of my diary? It's all so confusing. My body's shaking without a evident reason.

The song ended. And I will admit it to myself. I love the song, very much.

The TV host asked about what to expect at the album and something else. It can't be avoided that he may ask about Tanya. After another commercial, the host talked one-on-one with Edward.

"We are informed by certain people that you used to date Tanya Denali. The Bazooka question is: Is it true that you gave her a diamond ring?"

"I won't lie any longer, yes, I gave her a ring" his tone sounded cold.

"Another Bazooka question: If you gave her a ring, does that mean you'll marry her, or she's just one of those girls again"

He breathed heavily then answered "I loved Tanya, but there are conflicts that can't be avoided. And FYI: loved - past tense, ok?"

"An exploding question: Is it true that you caught Tanya kissing her sister's boyfriend, Garrett Anderson in The Plaza hotel, and the reason you are single today"

Edward's expression panicked upon hearing the question. I am too is shocked, he's suppose to marry Tanya, and Tanya cheated on him. "What kind of bi, girl is she?" I thought to myself.

"Edward, you have to answer"

I felt sorry for Edward. The pressure kills.

"We heard from our source that you had a fight with Tanya in her hotel suite. Is this all true?"

Edward stayed silent as the crowd wait for an answer.

"Edward Cullen, an exploding yes or a low no?"

"Yes, we fought in her hotel suite, yes I caught her kissing and yes I'm currently single."

I felt so sorry for him if I could; I'd sit next to him and give comfort. It's obvious in his expression that he's nervous upon answering. Not to mention ashamed for both Tanya and himself.

"WOW THAT WAS A HUMUNGOUS REVELATION FROM EDWARD CULLEN, ONLY HERE AT BAZOOKA" The host said in a yell of gleeful tone.

Edward stood up from his seat and headed my way. He grabbed my wrist then pulled me to the dressing room. He came in first.

"Please close the door, and lock it" my hands became cold upon hearing his voice. I did what he asked me.

"About what you heard"

"The song?"

"Yes and about Tanya. I want you to know that I never really loved her. I just took a challenge for myself: if I could date one girl in 2 months. I never said I love you to her, which will be lying. She said she love me. And most of people I know thought that Tanya's the one. I think I have to satisfy their thoughts, by giving Tanya a ring"

I wondered why he's explaining this to me. I'm not his current girlfriend. "Sir Cullen, why are you telling this to me?"

He drew a crooked smile on his lips. "I-I don't know. I think I feel depressed, because of people knowing of Tanya, she might lose her fame and everything along with that. I just feel concerned; she somehow worked hard to get a name and maintaining that isn't easy for celebrities like us"

"You have a point"

"Bella" my name sounded sweet in his tone. "Thank you for listening, and please understand." Then he placed his arms around my waist then hugged me tightly. I was surprised by his actions. I never thought he would do that. "Belated happy birthday" he whispered.

It was no surprise that he knows my birthday since he has my diary.

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