Chapter 10: The Concert
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So just as a fore warning, this chapter has multiple songs. There are three. This is the concert after all.
EPOV-
"So, when did you all move?" Bella asked me as we walked up the stairs.
"A year or so after you left." I answered her. We finished walking up the stairs and walked down the hallway. "My room." I told her.
She walked in and looked around, going towards the shelf of music against the wall. "Whoa." She muttered softly.
Bella softly ran her fingers across the CDs and looked at each one of their names. She laughed.
"What?" I asked her and looked to see which one it was.
"I bought you this one for your sixteenth birthday." She said and held up the Linkin Park CD.
I smiled. "It's one of my favorites." I told her.
"Oh, and which one is your favorite?" She asked.
"This one." I told her and took one of her own CDs from my shelf.
She laughed. "This is the first album I ever recorded. I hate it. I sound like I'm ten."
"No you don't."
"Yes, I do. Why didn't you take these to Tennessee?"
"It was too much to haul. Besides, my house their is very temporary. I don't plan on living with Emmett for the rest of my life." I explained.
Living with Emmett was the last thing that I wanted to happen. If I had to withstand one more night of he and Rosalie getting it on, I was going to slit my wrist and pour salt on the wound.
"Highly understandable." She said seriously.
Bella crossed the room and sat on the bench of my piano.
"You play?" I asked.
She shook her head. "I always wanted learn."
I smiled and sat next to her on the bench, playing the song I had written for her after she moved away. The piece was made up of mostly minor chords, expressing my sadness and anger. The left hand being on the very low end, while my right was on the very high end. It made a good contrast for this specific piece.
When I finished the song, I looked at her and saw only adoration in her eyes.
"It's pretty." She said and smiled her beautiful smile at me.
"It was for you." I told her honestly.
"No, you're just saying that because you just want to get laid again." She told me and nudged my shoulder with her own.
I laughed, remembering when I sang the song I written her. Sex on a private jet: it was pretty hot.
"Yes, but I really did write it for you."
She skimmed her skinny fingers across the keys, barely pressing down. I rested my hand on top of hers and played an E minor chord, knowing that it was her favorite on guitar.
"If you can play guitar, you can play piano." I said in her ear and took her other hand and playing the G major chord.
"Which is easier?" She asked and played the chords together.
I took my hands away from the top of hers. "For me, piano. It depends on the person though. Piano is definitely less painful for beginners."
She nodded and laughed. "So, there really isn't anything you can't do, huh?"
"Nope, not really." I said cockily.
Removing her hands from the piano, she looked at me and smiled softly. I ducked down and gave her a chaste kiss before standing up off the bench and taking both her hands to pull her up.
A knock on the door made both of us jump, and Esme walked in. "Dinner is ready." She said.
We nodded and followed her.
It was nice just the four of us. Emmett and Rosalie weren't coming until tomorrow. Alice and Jasper were coming Wednesday. I hated having only a few days with my parents, but I really wanted to see Bella perform.
When we finished eating, we all called it a night, and went to our respective rooms to sleep. That is exactly what Bella did, too. Slept- from the minute she came out of the shower and her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light.
I watched her sleep for a while. She was so peaceful and serene. She looked like a child.
"Edward." She mumbled as her hands began to feel around the bed.
I smiled and pulled her close before falling into a deep sleep.
"Edward?" Bella called from the bedroom.
I came out the bathroom and looked for her. She was standing in front of the mirror. "Yes?"
"Can you zip me up?" She asked.
I nodded and walked over to her, zipping up her dress and letting my hands linger there longer than necessary. She didn't complain though.
The both of us walked down stairs, hand in hand, to the dining room. Esme had kicked all of us off of the first floor and sent us to our rooms, including my father, claiming she was tired of everyone asking if she needed help.
A knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.
"Got it!" Emmett screamed.
I rolled my eyes at my brother as I took my seat next to Bella at the dining room table.
Irina walked in, Laurent holding her hand, and Charlotte in his arms. Emmett was behind them, and I rolled my eyes once again at my brother. He was wearing nice pants and shirt with a baseball cap, only Emmett.
"Hey guys." Irina said softly.
We all greeted her as she sat down across from Bella. Emmett sat down next to Bella and winked at her, causing her to blush. Alice and Jasper came then and sat.
My mom came in with the food, my father trailing behind her with the turkey.
"Emmett, you should know the rules by now. You are twenty-five for Christ's sake. No hats at the dinner table." Esme said.
I coughed, trying to hold back a laugh. Emmett pouted, but took off his hat and set it on his knee. After saying grace, we all began to eat.
Conversation fell easily among the all of us, and when we were finished eating, we went to the living room.
Charlotte had started to dose off, so Irina and Laurent left to go to their hotel, despite the attempts of Esme to convince them to stay the night. The next to go to bed was Carlisle and Esme. After some time, Alice told Emmett and Rosalie to just get a room, so they did.
Now, Alice, Jasper, Bella and I were watching a movie.
"So, what time do you leave?" Alice asked.
"At twelve." Bella answered.
Alice pouted. "Then you'll miss the shopping trip."
Bella tried to hide her smile. "It okay. I'll go next time."
I could literally see Bella doing a mental happy dance. There was nothing more she hated than shopping, now that mushrooms were newly found favorite food.
I kissed her temple, and she snuggled closer to me.
BPOV
"Oh my God. Oh my God. I think I'm gonna puke." I told the stylist as she did my hair.
"Calm down, Isabella. It's just like any other concert." She said and laughed.
"Jessica. You don't understand." I told her and stood up after she finished. "I'm sweatin', sweatin' like a sinner in church."
She laughed again. "It's fine. Did you know your accent gets a lot worse when your nervous?" She asked.
"Isabella! There you are! It's time! You're on in three minutes." The stage manager yelled as he pushed me behind the curtain and handed me my mic.
Holy crap. I was about to sing- at a concert- in front of Edward. I wasn't even this nervous at my solo first concert. I took a deep breath and saw the stage manager signal me.
I ran out on stage and waved to the crowd. The nervousness disappeared when I saw the thousands of fans out their.
"How y'all doing tonight?" I screamed into the mic.
They all screamed even louder, and I laughed. I pointed to Peter. The music started, and I started to sing after the intro.
The way you move is like a full on rain storm,
And I'm a house of cards.
You're the kind of reckless that should send me running,
But I kinda know that I won't get far.
And you stood there in front of me,
Just close enough to touch,
Close enough to hope you couldn't see what I was thinking of,
Drop everything now,
Meet in the pouring rain,
Kiss me on the sidewalk,
Take away the pain,
Cause I see,
Sparks fly whenever you smile,
Get me with those green eyes,
Baby as the lights go down,
Give me something that'll haunt me,
When you're not around,
Cause I see sparks fly,
Whenever you smile.
My mind forgets to remind me,
That you're a bad idea,
You touch once and then it's really something,
You find I'm even better than you,
Imagine that would be.
I'm on my guard for the rest of the world,
But with you,
I know its no good,
And I could wait patiently,
But I really wish you would,
Drop everything now,
Meet in the pouring rain,
Kiss me on the sidewalk,
Take away the pain,
Cause I see,
Sparks fly whenever you smile,
Get me with those green eyes,
Baby as the lights go down,
Give me something that'll haunt me,
When you're not around,
Cause I see sparks fly,
Whenever you smile.
I looked around the audience, looking for Edward, mentally slapping myself when I saw him smiling crookedly from the very front row. Duh, Bella, did you honestly expect him to be in the back?
Run my fingers through your hair,
And watch the lights go wild,
Just keep on keeping your eyes on me,
It's just wrong enough to make it feel right,
I'm captivated by you baby,
Like a fireworks show,
The music slowed just slightly and I dropped my voice a little lower. I bent down in front of Edward and sang.
Drop everything now,
Meet in the pouring rain,
Kiss me on the sidewalk,
Take away the pain,
Cause I see,
Sparks fly whenever you smile,
Get me with those green eyes,
Baby as the lights go down,
Give me something that'll haunt me,
When you're not around,
Cause I see sparks fly,
Whenever you smile.
Sparks fly
I stood up and smiled. Peter started the intro to the next song and I smiled as I remembered which was next on my list. It was another original I had co-written. We always put one or two songs that will be on the upcoming album so people will know what kinds of songs the album would have.
It was a very new one that Edward and I had written together. Well, I had written most of it, Edward sat there and came up with random rhyming words, adjectives, and things that he likes about me. He was very interesting to write with.
My turn came to sing, and I sang out the lyrics, all the while trying to hold back my laugh.
I like your lips like I like my coca-cola, yea
Oh how it pops and fizzes
I had to laugh as I remembered when Edward answered me when I asked him what coke does. His face was priceless. 'Fizzes?' He had answered, well more like asked.
You like my shirt
Like I like when you hold my hand
I laughed and kept on thinking of Edward throughout the song. I really tried to not laugh, truly and honestly, but I just couldn't. I don't think the fans minded though.
I finished out the verse, I started out the chorus.
It came for a quick costume change after that song, and I changed into a dark blue dress that ended at the knees and was loose under the bodice, which was tight.
I walked out onto the stage, and the crowd got exceptionally louder.
"Okay, guys. We're gonna slow this down a 'lil bit." I said and signaled Peter to start the song.
Why'd you call me today
With nothing new to say
You pretend it's just hello
But you know what it does to me to see your number on the phone
Now baby, what do you want
What do you want
What do you want from
Are trying to bring back the tears or just the memories
You keep on taking me back
Taking me back
To where I've already been
When we hang up and say goodbye
It's like I'm losing you again
So what do you want
What do you want from me?
What Do You Want was a song that I had written not long after my break up with Tyler. He kept on calling and calling, sure I did tweak it some, but no one had to know that. I was tired of him calling to see how I was doing, sometimes I thought he did know what it did to me.
I get so tired of living like this
I don't have the time
And neither do my friends
To stay up at night and pull me through
And to keep on finding things
To keep my mind off of you
I thought back to the way Rosalie always had my back, but I knew I couldn't always lean on her. I had to grow up and get over him on my own.
So, baby, what do you want
What do you want
What do you want you from
Did you call to say you found someone and I'm a used to be
You keep taking me back,
Taking me back
To where I've already been
If you moved on why does it feel
Like I'm losing you again
So what do you want
What do you want from me?
Okay, so truth be told, I was on the verge of tears, but I looked and saw Edward. I don't know what it was, but the mere thought of him picked me up and kept me singing.
Do you want me to say
That I'm content
That I'm on the fence
That I wish you would've stayed
Oh, baby, what do you want
What do you want from me
To come here and make love to me
Cause you're feeling lonely
And there is the one little lie I put in there, so technically it was half true. He wanted to come and have make up sex, but it wasn't going to happen.
You keep on taking me back
Taking me back to where I've already been
When we wake say goodbye
It like I'm losing you again
So can't you see
What do want
What to do you want from me?
The song came to a close and smiled and waved. The concert was just like any other. I should have known it would be ridiculous to be nervous.
I walked back stage and met with the fans who had passes, signed autographs, took pictures, and hugged them. It was completely normal, and when they left, I looked and saw Edward leaning against the door to my dressing room.
I smiled and ran into his waiting arms. He laughed and spun me around then gave me kiss, still not putting me on my feet.
"You were wonderful."
"Thank you." I giggled and gave him another kiss.
Edward set me to my feet, and we both walked over to the tour bus.
"I don't want you to leave." He said.
"I have to be in Nevada tomorrow, and you have to go back to Tennessee for your game."
Wrapping his arms around me, Edward pulled me close and buried his head in my hair. I smiled and twirled a piece of his hair with my finger.
"When is you're tour done?" He asked.
"Well, it isn't officially over until January, but I have the entire week of Christmas off." I told him.
He groaned. "Do you have that Sunday before off?"
"The twenty-second?" I asked him. He nodded. "Yes, I do. Why?"
"Because I have a game, and I though that you would like to go." He suggested. I nodded enthusiastically. He chuckled and kissed my nose. "Be safe." He whispered.
"You too. I'll see you on the twenty second?" I asked.
He nodded sadly and gave me a kiss, taking my hand.
I started walking backwards towards the bus, Edward and I had our arms outstretched, not wanting to let eachother go. I couldn't take it anymore. Getting a running start, I jumped into his arms and wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. We kissed eachother like crazed hormonal teenagers until Angela called me to go.
"Bye." I mouthed to him through the bus window and blew a kiss. He gave me a sad smile and a half hearted wave.
Honestly, I didn't think it would be this hard to be away from him. I had even had the urge to tell him those three words. The words everyone freaks out about and stuff. I was so scared though. I mean, I couldn't love Edward, could I?
Songs: Sparks Fly by Taylor Swift, Hip to My Heart by The Band Perry, and What Do You Want by Jerrod Niemann
A/N:That's the chapter. Hope you enjoyed it! Hehe. R&R Love y'all!
-LAYN