Disclaimer: If I owned Twilight then he wouldn't be with Bella. He'd be with me. In bed.
"Bella!" the same voice called. It wasn't Rosalie, since she was right next to me.
"Is someone calling your name?" she asked me.
Wondering whom it could possibly be, I turned my head around and looked towards the parking lot.
And there, in all his glory, was Cameron Davis, waving his arms wildly and calling my name.
"Who's that?" Rosalie squinted in the same direction I was looking at.
I was flabbergasted. He bailed on me and he shows up all the sudden?
Rosalie nudged me, "Who's that?" she asked again.
"It's Cameron," I said, though I found it hard to believe.
Her face went hard. "The audacity of that boy," she hissed.
He started jogging towards us as I stared at him, stunned, and Rosalie glaring daggers at him.
"If he's not running to drown himself in the ocean, I will do it for him," she spat at his direction.
I was curious myself to see why he would showed up. "Wait, let him explain himself."
She let out a loud puff of air.
"Be nice." I warned her.
"Hey Bella," Cameron said a little breathlessly. "Hi, I'm Cameron," he introduced himself to Rosalie and held his hand out.
"Hi. Rosalie," she replied tonelessly, ignoring his extended hand.
He turned and looked at me. "How are you today?"
"I'm okay."
"I see."
Then it got awkward and even colder. Rosalie and I didn't move and the tide was still beating against us. No one spoke. Cameron was watching me studiously and Rosalie was still glaring at him.
"Uhm, Rosalie, may I speak to Bella alone?"
"No."
I faced her. "Rose…come on…remember what we talked about."
She looked at me and thought, eventually voicing her thoughts, "Okay. I have to go back to the cottage anyways, it's almost dinner. Thanks for the fun day Bella, I'm so glad you didn't have any plans today." She smiled deviously and walked away.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Cameron grimace a little. "Bye," I told her.
"Nice meeting you, bye," Cameron mumbled, still polite despite the rude comment Rosalie had just made.
He looked at me when Rosalie was out of hearing range. "So, I guess you're a little mad that I didn't show up?"
"I'm fine."
"You're miffed," he accused.
"That I can't argue with."
"I'm sorry, but I'm here to make it up to you!" He smiled brilliantly though it was nothing compared to that crooked smile I once enjoyed seeing. But I could get used to Cameron.
I pushed that thought out of my head. "How are you going to make it up?" I smiled at him.
When he smiled wider, I couldn't help but smile too. "Well, the reason I missed lunch with you was because when I was leaving my house, I got a call from a friend."
Great, he ditched me for a friend. Nice first date impression, Cameron.
He kept going, "My friend and I, we're in a band, and I found out that he managed to book us a gig at this big time club in the next city over, but I had to be there to fill out paperwork, and help set up the stage. I'm actually on a break right now, but I couldn't call you since I didn't have your number, and I didn't have the time to drive to your house to tell you. So I finally had the time but when I got to your house you weren't there. Your neighbor was kind enough to provide me with your whereabouts."
I instantly forgave him, understanding his dilemma. "You're in a band?"
"Yeah, we're a pop-rock group, and this new gig was a pretty big deal 'cause it's a well-known venue and we're hoping for a record contract."
"What do you play?"
"I do lead guitars and I sing." I melted right there—he could sing.
"Do I get to hear you play one day?"
"How about today?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye.
I gasped and nodded my head furiously.
He laughed at my eager response and gently took my hand and we walked to his car.
Again, he opened the door for me and this time helped me in.
"How about we ask Rosalie to come? I'm guessing I didn't really make a good impression on her."
I thought for a moment, "I guess that would be a good idea. Can her boyfriend come too?"
"The more the merrier!" He laughed and I joined in.
Best thing about tonight is we're not fighting,
Could it be that we have been this way before ?
"Come on, Rosalie, he's trying now."
"He stood you up!"
I was in the Cullen's cottage trying to cajole Rosalie into accepting Cameron's invitation to watch his band play.
"Please, Rose? He's really putting in an effort."
"No."
"Emmett?" I turned to her boyfriend.
"Rosebud, coming from a man, I think this Cameron guy is really trying," he said sternly, but with a huge smile. The idea of having something to do tonight made him happy.
"Not you too Emmett!"
Emmett gave me a look like he was about to give up, but he gave it another shot. "Come on Rosebud, I'll go with you, and you and I can see if this guy is good for our little Belly here."
"Yeah!" I piped in. "That's a good idea, you can get to know him better. Please go?"
Knowing this was now a lost cause she nodded and mumbled in defeat, "I'm going to go change."
"Alright, here's the place," I told them, handing a piece of paper with the venue's address scrawled onto it. "Just ask for Davis and they'll let you in, and all that jazz." I turned and left the house, but before I closed the door, I yelled, "Make sure she goes, Emmett!"
"Don't you have somewhere to be Bella?!" Rosalie yelled from up the stairs.
Emmett threw me a thumb's up before he walked upstairs.
I closed the door and walked to Cameron's car. "They said they'd go!" I told him triumphantly.
"Awesome." He grinned. "Come on, you and I still have to get dinner."
This boy was starting to grow on me.
But hold your breath
Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you, over again
Dinner wasn't much, since we had to rush. Cameron still had another last minute rehearsal. He and his band really wanted to make an impression on music scouts. So, fast food was on the menu tonight.
"I promise you, we'll have a real date soon," he said as he, again, opened my door for me.
And, as usual, he was lanky and lithe in walking around the front of the car and to the driver's side.
"No microwave chicken nuggets and ice cream?" I joked when he got in.
"No," he smiled. "No chicken nuggets and ice cream."
I feigned sadness and pouted my lips.
He laughed at me and pulled out of the parking lot.
And then the liver screamed 'HELP!'
(It's an interesting song title, no?)
"Wow," I said.
"Yeah, it's pretty awesome. It can fit two hundred people, and what's even better is that they have three tables at the very front of the stage. People can reserve that table and eat dinner as their favorite band is playing." He smirked.
"Wow," I said again.
"Bella, you may need to get some more words in your vocabulary if you want us to work." I ignored his comment and kept looking around. It was amazing. The ceilings were high up with lights hanging off of them. The stage was titanic and had fancy equipment hooked up to giant speakers with people bustling about to get to the stage set.
"Wow." I couldn't help it.
"That's what she said."
"Who said what?" I snapped out of my daze.
"That's. What. She. Said." He enunciated every word for me and started laughing at my shocked face.
"I don't believe that," I accused.
"Good, 'cause it's not true." He smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek. It was the most intimate part of us since meeting each other besides the kiss on my hand.
I blushed a little. "That's a pretty color," he said, which made me blush more he placed his hand on my cheek.
"Hey! Cam! Stop flirting and get your pretty little arse up here!"
"I guess I'll show you where you're going to be tonight."
He led me up towards the front, past some blockades, and then to the middle of three tables. The tables he was just talking about.
"You're going to sit here tonight," he said, and pointed to the middle table, which had six chairs.
"All that for me?"
"And Rosalie, and her boyfriend."
"It's going to start soon, so I'm going to go backstage and talk to the band, okay?"
"I'm sure this impressive building will keep me occupied till you on." I smiled.
"I'll see you." Cameron smiled and gave me another chaste kiss on the cheek. "Bye."
I watched him walk away with a big smile on my face.
"Here you are, the Davis table." I heard a voice.
Turning around I saw Rosalie and Emmett both wearing jeans and a black shirt. They made each other glow with their connection.
"This place isn't that bad!" Emmett boomed.
"Yeah, impressive architecture," Rosalie said.
"Bella!" I heard someone scream, and it was too feminine to be Emmett's loud voice. From behind the couple I could see Lana.
Rosalie's face was apologetic. "Sorry Bella, she was curious and demanded to come. She saw us leaving and wanted to know where we were going."
"Believe me, we tried ditching and Edward tried talking her out of it. Nothing worked," Emmett whispered in my ear. "We didn't really tell her it was a date but we hinted it, but she didn't get it."
"Hey Bella!" Lana screamed and waved frantically.
I gave her a weak wave and a half smile.
She was running towards us with Edward in tow. Wait, Edward? Why was he here too? "Ooh! Are we sitting here tonight? Wow, this place is fancy!" She beamed all around us.
What was I supposed to say? I'm sorry Lana, but you can't be here 'cause the guy singing may possibly be my future boyfriend, thus getting your boyfriend out of my life, but thanks for dragging him here and making my life more miserable.
"Sorry," Rosalie murmured in response to the look on my face. "She made him come along too."
"Hey," Edward said quietly, with an apologetic face. At least he had caught on that this was my moment.
"Hi," I said, feeling awkward.
"Wow!" Lana was wide-eyed. "This is so awesome!"
"I think she's socially oblivious," Emmett whispered. "Sometimes I think she learned how to be a girlfriend from reading books and online help guides."
Edward stood there looking uncomfortable, watching his girlfriend run around the massive venue 'ooh'-ing and 'aw'-ing in fascination.
"She's too inquisitive," Rosalie mumbled. Emmett nodded in agreement.
But I was too eager about tonight to let Lana's personality ruin it. My eyes were going to be for Cameron and his band. I let it go. Kind of.
I looked at Edward one more time and sighed involuntarily. As if he heard me, he twisted his head around and looked at me. I couldn't help but think about how his hair flowed in the air when he did that.
"Testing. One, two, three," I heard over the speakers.
"Wow! It's so loud!" I heard Lana, but this time it was from far away.
That voice caught my attention and I broke off from Edward's gaze and found myself looking at Cameron's hair, since it covered his eyes.
"Hi Bella," he said into the microphone. I couldn't help but smile and wave. "It's going to start soon, so you'd better get in your seat." Still looking at him, I wandered blindly to where I wanted to sit. Right in the middle of the table, right in front of where his microphone stand was.
He grinned at me again, and walked off the stage.
"He's kind of cute," Rosalie said as she sat next to me, followed by Emmett. Edward and Lana were last, and frankly, I didn't care where they sat, as long as it wasn't blocking my view.
It's in the way that you fool everyone when you're falling in love again
So tell me how this is,
Cause no one knows you like I do
How many kids were here? From behind me I could hear screams, shouts and shrieks all alike. It seemed like a full house, which meant Cameron and his band must've been pretty good to attract this kind of crowd.
We were sitting at the tables, and from behind, the blockades protected us from the rowdiness of the screaming crowds as they waited for the band to play. I hope it was nailed securely to the ground with an inhumanly possible amount of super glue. It didn't seem like the two security guards standing in our area could hold them back.
From the stage we could hear over the immense cheering. "Hey, hey, what's up, kids?" It was the band!
"We're The Resolutions. (Stfu. I couldn't think of a name so I took the name of the song I was listening too.) I'm Dylan, and I play the guitar," the boy holding the guitar said over the cheering.
"That's Pat with the bass—" he pointed to the bald boy "—and on drums that's Kirk," Kirk had a giant mohawk. "Then we have Pete playing the other guitar." Pete had hair longer than Cameron's, who only had long bangs.
More cheering.
"Lastly, we have Cameron, who will be singing!"
Cameron walked out from behind the stage and waved to us, his eyes on me.
He walked up to the microphone. "We want to thank everyone for coming, and you all know that usually I would be playing the guitar but we got Pete now, and he's much better than I am. So this is night is for Pete's big gig!" He started clapping and I, along with everyone, else clapped along.
"Well, we're going to start with a song that you all know," Cameron said.
All for, all for, all for you my Daisy (:
The crowd had finally dispersed except for the many who stayed behind to watch the band pack up their stuff.
"They're pretty good," Rosalie said.
Emmett nodded in agreement versus Lana, who was bobbing her head furiously. "I know, and that lead singer is such cutie. Wow!"
Edward stiffened next to her, his lips turning into a tight line.
Lana seemed to notice that and said to him, "I still think you're a cutie! Besides, he's probably not as smart as you!" She gave him a kiss on the cheek, whereas Edward looked uncomfortable, knowing that this night wasn't going to end on the right foot.
Right when she said that, all eyes darted onto Lana's face. Rosalie and Emmett's eyes were darting between her and me.
That crossed the line. I pushed my chair back furiously and glared at her.
"Lana, I think you should go."
She looked at me with the curious look she had in her eyes. "Why?"
Edward looked at me, his eyes pleading me to stop talking. Rosalie and Emmett stared at each other nervously.
"Because the boy you just basically called stupid is the person I'm dating right now. I would retaliate and call your boyfriend that but he's already proven that." I glowered at them.
"Bella…" Rosalie touched my arm.
I interrupted her. "No, see Lana, you weren't supposed to come. No one invited you in the first place."
She opened her mouth to speak but Cameron's voice beat her to it. "Hey, Bella and company!"
He came up from behind us and smiled. "What'd you think?" He faced me.
Forgetting about Lana's comment, I turned to look at him. "It was amazing! You sing with so much feeling, and the words were chosen perfectly. If I could I'd marry your voice."
"Glad you liked it. I see you brought more guests." He turned to Edward, Lana, and Emmett.
"Cameron Davis," he said.
Edward and Lana muttered their introductions, suddenly feeling like outsiders. Emmett grasped Cameron's hand and shook it fiercely. "Emmett Cullen. Thank you for giving me something to do tonight." He grinned ear to ear.
Cameron smiled back. "No problem."
"Awesome band," Emmett said.
Rosalie lingered by Emmett's side, still iffy about Cameron, but it made me glad that she wasn't death glaring at him. Just a subtle smile.
"Thanks," he told Emmett.
"Oh damn," Emmett muttered when he looked at his watch.
"What?" Cameron and I asked.
"It's almost eleven, and those two have a curfew." He pointed at Edward and Lana. "Since they can't drive, Rose and I have to go now and take them back."
Cameron nodded his head. "It's alright. I have to go, and there are some scouts who wanted to talk to the band."
"What about me?" I asked him. "How am I getting home? You took me here."
He looked at me, "Aw, shoot," He smacked his forehead, "Crap. I'm so sorry Bella, I can't take you home. We have to talk to the scouts and then we have to pack up our stuff and load it into the van. But I'm sure Rosalie and Emmett can take you home."
I could feel Rosalie, Emmett, Edward and Lana inwardly groaning for what was going to happen—a very awkward ride home. And that was just an understatement.
"Er…" Rosalie stammered. Edward and Lana looked at each other nervously.
"Sure…" Emmett said.
"Alright, cool," Cameron said. "Sorry again, Bella," He frowned.
I patted his arm, "It's okay."
"Hey Cameron!" A boy from the stage called. It was Kirk with the Mohawk. "They want to talk to us now!"
Emmett tapped me on the shoulder. "We'll meet you at the car, okay? We're just outside the door," He told me. I nodded and everyone followed him out.
Cameron sighed. "This night really isn't going as planned is it? I wanted to take you home, and I wanted you to meet the guys in the band, and I didn't even take you on a date."
"It's okay," I said again. "You have your band to take care of. I'm sure you'll have enough time for me soon."
"Soon," he promised. "Now I think you have to get back to your friends." He gave me a kiss on the head. "Bye."
"Bye." I watched him walk away.
Three cheers for five years
Well, this isn't uncomfortable at all, I thought to myself. No doubt everyone was having a sarcastic remark like mine running in their minds.
Emmett was humming along to The Resolution's CD he bought at the merch booth as he drove. I was sitting in the passenger seat so I wouldn't be squished with Edward and Lana in the back like Rosalie was at the moment. How would that have turned out?
Edward and Lana were looking out the window. Lana was looking deep in thought and Rosalie was reading the booklet that came with Emmett's new CD. I was looking straight out the windshield as Emmett drove on the freeway in his massive Jeep. It was very quiet, and not just quiet—it was the eerie kind of quiet you get when you go cemeteries, except for Emmett's humming.
BAH I'M TOO LAZY NOW TO TYPE LYRICS
"Bye Emmett, bye Rosalie," I said as I closed the door. Stammering a little, I managed a "Bye, Edward, Lana." They both waved as Emmett and Rosalie told me they'd see me tomorrow.
"Thanks for the ride," I said again as I waved a final goodbye to them while walking towards my door.
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One week later
I hardly saw Edward and Lana after the fiasco at Cameron's concert, and I was glad I didn't even have time to say anything more than a hello to them. They were both distant, as if my outburst warned them to stay away from me. It made sense since Edward and I were no longer friends, thus making Lana by default not my friend either. I wouldn't have been even a decent friend to her since she would probably constantly be rubbing Edward in my face, unknowing to the pain it would cause me. Not to mention how hard it would be to forget him. I hardly even thought of him, especially when Cameron made good on his promise and was outside of my cottage the following night ready to take us on our first real date. That was good. It was simple. It was just a walk on the beach with a cup of coffee, talking.
Here I was standing in front of my bathroom mirror trying to tame the mess on my head that I called hair. Why couldn't I have hair like Cameron? He told me he could just wake up and his hair will be in place, but no, I have to wrestle my hair to even look remotely decent. I tried smoothing it done but nothing.
Giving up, I pulled my hair up into a ponytail, and right on cue, Cameron honked his horn.
Bounding out of my house, and tripping a little, I made it to Cameron's car, and opened it. He sat in there, smiling. "Have a nice trip?" He asked cheesily. (It's not a word. I know.)
I stuck my tongue at him like a mature woman. "Where are we going?" I asked as we drove onto the main road.
"There's this new venue just twenty minutes away, and they're having an opening show tonight."
"I see." I looked at him, but I was thinking of something else when he mentioned venue.
"What?" he asked when he saw me looking.
"Eyes on the road Cameron Davis," I chided. "So, you never told me about how your talk went with those record scouts."
"I didn't think you'd remember." He smiled. "It went really well. I wanted to tell you this later tonight but since you brought it up, I guess I'll tell you now."
I listened intently as he pulled the car over.
He took a deep, exaggerated breath. "Well, they're going to give us a record deal!"
I squealed loudly. Even though I knew him for almost three weeks, I knew that this was a big accomplishment for him, and I was proud of him.
"Wow! That's so cool!" I catapulted my upper body to give him an awkward hug.
He patted my back, and kissed me. It wasn't a kiss on the cheek like the ones I was use to him giving me. It was one on the lips.
He pulled away. "Was that too fast?" he asked cautiously.
I was a little pink from the surprise and I shook my head. "N-no. Just stunned."
"I always knew I was good." He smiled to himself.
I scoffed at him.
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"They aren't as good as your band," I told Cameron as we walked out of the venue hand in hand.
"It was actually a single person," he explained. "He just has people around to play the extra instruments he can't play."
"He's too mellow."
"He's supposed to be an up and comer. I didn't know they were planning on ending with him."
"I still like your band better, or maybe I'm just biased 'cause I like you."
"Well then, I'm glad you're biased. What do you want for dinner?"
"Are we having our first sit down dinner date?" I asked sarcastically.
He brought his hand to his mouth, "I think we are," he gasped.
I smacked his arm playfully and took his hand.
I thought I could live in your arms
And spend every moment I had with you
Stay up all night with the stars
Confess all the faith that I had in you
To late, I'm sure and lonely
Another night, another dream wasted on you
Just be here now against me
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