A/N:This chapter and the next were going to be all in one… but then my imagination took over and added about 4pages of new stuff!! The joys of an overactive imagination!

Love hearts.

(Emmett POV)

"Can we get room service tonight?" I heard Rose question as we both ascended the stairs to the hotel, Rose staggering more than walking from our long day at the car show.

"Sure" I answered her, feeling thankful that that would mean she'd be far away from the bar tonight, setting my mind at ease.

"Hey Emmett…" Rose spoke next to me as we stood at the reception desk, ready to pick up our key, her voice sounded questioning and so I turned to look at her as she looked back at me, her face creased in confusion "Are my feet still attached to my legs? Because I think they're so unbelievably painful that they've gone numb" she said as she looked down to her feet, as if they had miraculously disappeared.

"No they're still there" I smiled and turned my attention to look at the few scattered paintings that decorated the lobby, only to get my attention drawn back to Rose as I saw her moving about at my side "What the…" I began to ask before I saw what she was up to.

Rose stood next to me, leaning her top half over the reception desk as she tilted forward, easing the weight off her feet and yet trying her best to not raise any suspicion, to act natural. I chuckled as I watched her, wincing when she had to slip back down onto her feet every now and again.

I shook my head and leant against the reception desk, waiting for Lilly who was again manning the reception area to finish her phone call. Rose was still jumping up and down by my side, smiling at the staff who passed us, trying to seem as normal as she could, managing to stun all the male staff so they wouldn't concentrate on what she was doing, and giving all the female staff a blow to their self esteem so that they wouldn't hang around and have to self inflict themselves with the pain of her perfection within their range.

Rose had been doing that all day I thought to myself as the memory of the days events came back to me. How she'd been so absorbed in the cars that she didn't notice the scathing, dark looks the wives or girlfriends who'd been dragged along to the show shot her, pissed off already for being there, and more so by looking at Rose's perfection.

The men themselves were another issue. A group of imbeciles followed us… or should I say Rose around the car show for most of the day, which was until I intervened and threatened each and every one of them to walk away or else they wouldn't walk again. Rose had been oblivious to all the attention as she was intent on the cars, only pulling her attention away from them when she asked me to take a photo of her with the car of her choice. Rose and I had a camera each and so I took two sets of pictures, making sure with her camera to take a picture of her with the car, with my camera I concentrated on Rose, capturing her beauty as she stood thrilled by each piece of metal, outshining everything in sight. I'd decided to leave my digital camera at home, that way she wouldn't be able to ask me to see the pictures as soon as I'd taken them, and seen the evidence of my growing addiction to her.

I'd done my part of protecting her throughout the day too, keeping my arm around her as we walked around the cars on show. She probably thought I did it because I was trying to protect her from the vast crowd that kept pushing and shoving, elbowing and stomping as they tried to get nearer certain models of cars. But in reality, my main reason to keep a hold of her was to keep myself sane, having any distance between us made me anxious, paranoid and basically… I felt like crap. She was like my happy pill.

I rolled my eyes in exasperation as I watched Rose trying to keep herself up on the desk by her elbows, only to curse quietly when her elbows began to ache or when she slipped against the desk's slippery marble surface.

"Rose… quit that!" I scolded her quietly as I waited to receive our room key, hoping the receptionist would just hang up the phone and help me out a little.

"But my feet hurt so bad! All the chairs are full and I'm really not gona sit on the floor of the pissin' hotel's reception area Emmett!" she snapped back at me through her almost completely clenched jaw, talking like a ventriloquist. She inched her way away from me in her annoyance, the pain of her feet making her short tempered.

Her elbows slipped again on the marble, "Rose, come here" I ordered, for once feeling like the adult out of the both of rather than the child.

"Oh for…" she looked around her before she cursed, spotting a little girl with gleaming red ringlets a few feet behind her and changed her words "twinkle sakes, this better be worth it bucko" she murmured as she staggered her way back to my side, the pain she was suffering evident on her face.

I smiled as I watched her crossing her arms defiantly across her chest, oblivious that as she stood as she was, with her pout in place that she looked like the little girl who stood a few feet away from us, but much more beautiful. Once she looked up to see me smiling, her expression changed from sulkiness to confusion, turning to shock and outrage as I swept her up in my arms.

"What the… Emmett put me down you plank!" she said, the tone of her voice backing up the anger that filled her eyes "People are starring!" she gasped and turned her head to look out of the window, away from me, her arms still crossed before her chest.

Hmm… gotta do something about that I thought as I looked down at her arms, what if I lost my hold on her? She'd surely fall if she didn't have a hold on me too.

Looking around to check that I didn't have that many witnesses, I loosened my hold on the Goddess in my arms and pretended to drop her, gaining my wishes as she gasped and clung her arms tightly around my neck, her head buried into the side of my neck as she panted for breath. I couldn't help the chuckle that was building up within me and felt myself shake as I chuckled as quietly as I could.

I felt a pinch at the back of my neck, followed by a second and third and knew that Rose was pinching my skin in retaliation. I grinned as I moved my hand higher up her side, stopping just under her arm and began to tickle her, feeling triumphant when I heard her gasp and protest quietly against my throat, not wanting to make a scene in the middle of the hotel's lobby.

(Rose POV)

The sound of muffled giggling reached my ears and Emmett halted his torturous tickling, as he must have wondered who it was giggling as I did.

I pulled my face away from his throat as Emmett turned around and we looked down, the both of us seeing the little girl with the red hair trying her best to muffle her giggles behind both of her little hands, her aqua blue eyes gleaming with laughter as she looked at Emmett and I, her head tilting up to look so high up.

"You think that's funny huh?" I said in fake sternness, my smile ruining the effect.

A new wave of giggles erupted from the child as she nodded her head up and down, a wide smile becoming visible from the gaps between her hands.

"What's your name cutie?" I asked her as I looked down, my voice sounding warm compared to just before.

"Dorrie" the little girl with a ball of fire for hair spoke, her cheeks seeming a little rosy as she spoke, looking down as she dropped her hands, the smile still in place.

"Well Dorrie, I'm Rose, and this big bear is Emmett, but you can call me Bambi and him Peaches if you want?" I smiled as I spoke to Dorrie; my anger at Emmett having had evaporated by the distraction of the child.

"Heyo Bambi" she smiled as she waved shyly at me then turned to Emmett, her neck craning more so as she waved and said "Heyo Peacheses".

"Hey cutie pie" Emmett spoke, his voice sounding the softest I had ever heard it, making me melt in his arms. I felt the muscles in one of his arms shift and guessed he was trying his best to wave, gaining another laugh from her.

"Dorrie, do you want Peaches to pick you up like he picked me up? It's really fun up here!" I spoke, making my voice sound as enthusiastic as I could, knowing she'd loved it.

Dorrie's little eyes went wide as I spoke, her mouth falling open in awe before she began jumping up and down as she clapped her hands and repeated "Ye" over and over. Emmett chuckled as he looked her over, no doubt realising that the sight of the tiny creature jumping up and down in excitement reminded him of his own personal sprite Alice.

Emmett set me down slowly on my feet. He must have noticed the pain that passed through me from my aching feet and up my legs because he squeezed my hand, comforting me by a slight action. I watched as he bent down and spoke to the soon-to-be heartbreaker at his feet.

"You ready?" He asked her, still looming over her as he bent down low. She bit her little lip between her tiny teeth and nodded, stretching out her hands, opening and closing her fingers in a gesture that signalled that she wanted to grab hold of him. "Let's do this then cutie pie" He laughed as he scooped her tiny body into his huge arms and stood up.

"Wowieeee!!" she screamed within his arms, probably feeling the air rushing through her hair as he stood up straight, her eyes alight as she spun her head this way and that, looking at the hotel's lobby with new eyes from the change in height "Mommy… Mommy!" she called, one of her hands grasping to Emmett's shoulder while the other grasped to the fabric of his shirt. Her little arms weren't able to wrap themselves around his neck. "Look at me mommy!! I'm a big girl" she giggled as she unclenched her hand from his shirt and waved to a woman who had been busy wiping the nose of a slightly older child, her son.

"Dorrie!! Dorrie honey don't bother people!" the mother gasped as she stood up from her other child, a boy, and taking hold of his little hand, the other covering half her face in exasperation and embarrassment. "I'm so sorry! She's usually so quiet and well behaved! I'm sorry she bothered you" the mother gushed as she looked from Emmett, to her child, to me.

"It was my fault" I said "I offered her a ride on this big bear" I added as I clasped my hand on his shoulder. My hand tingled from the heat of his body as it seeped through is shirt and into my hand.

"Oh…" the mother said, looking a little bashful from her prior outburst "Well… you two must be good with your own children if you managed to break my Dorrie out of her quiet ways in just a few minutes" she added, a warm, motherly smile filled her face as she looked at her child in Emmett's arms who was waving down at her brother, poking her tongue out at him.

"Err… yeah… well my Emmett is like a rollercoaster ride for the kids what with his side" I spoke after a few silent seconds passed by, the both of us too stunned to speak from the mother's words. Why did people assume they were married and now with kids?

"I bet he is" Dorrie's mom laughed softly as she watched her little girl giggling as Emmett swayed back and forth, Dorrie clinging on to his shirt from the movement.

From the corner of my eye I noticed her son tugging on her dress and I looked to see him staring up at his sister, his eyes wide and longing. "What is it honey?" his mother asked as she bent down to hear him whisper into his ear.

As she stood back up, I noticed a slight blush in her cheeks as she looked between her son and her daughter.

"Hey, you wana go?" I asked before Dorrie's mother asked, knowing she'd feel embarrassed to ask Emmett, a stranger to pick her kid up and swing him about.

"Yes please" the boy whispered from beside his mother, smiling as he looked up at Emmett, a gap in his teeth showing he'd lost a tooth.

"Hey Dorrie, wana stay with me while your brother has a ride on the big bear?" I asked her as she began to look a little disheartened by the fact that she had to leave Emmett's arms. I know the feeling only too well. I thought as I remembered back to Emmett's comforting hold of me throughout the night before.

"Oh! Its very kind of you both, but I have to go check us in…" the mother pointed toward the reception desk, indicating to the member of staff that was smiling politely at her, a sheaf of papers in his hands for her to look over and sign.

"We'll keep 'em busy till you get back" Emmett told her a little distractedly as he passed Dorrie into my arms and scooped up Dorrie's brother. "What's your name big guy?" Emmett asked the kid who was now bouncing in his arms.

"Max" he replied smiling.

"Stay" Dorrie chanted over and over, Max joining in by the third repetition in my arms as she fixed her gaze on her mother.

"Oh I don't know…" she sighed as she looked between the four of us and the now seeming a little impatient member of staff.

"We'll stay right here" I said to her softly as I swayed Dorrie back and forth in my arms as she played with my hair.

"Thank you" she smiled as she went and checked herself and her two darling children in.

"I wana be prdy like you when I grow up" I heard Dorrie mumble as she twirled my blond hair around her chubby little fingers, seeming entranced by it.

"Dorrie, you are pretty, your prettier than me, just ask Peaches, he'll tell you" Dorrie smiled in my arms, shaking her head shyly at the thought of asking Emmett such a question. "Hey Peaches!" I called over to Emmett who was busy dangling a giggling Max upside down "Dorrie's prettier than me right?" I asked as I wiggled my fingers in a wave to Max.

"Yeah, sorry Bambi… you're pretty, but Dorrie… well… she's just… WOW" Emmett replied, pretending to be at a loss of words as he looked over at Dorrie. She hid her face against my shoulder, but it didn't stop me from feeling the smile that spread across her face and her soft, quiet laughter.

"Hey… hey look at me!" Max called and I turned to look at him, I noticed that he'd stretched his arms above his head and was touching the floor as he was still upside down, his face looking a little read.

"Wow" Dorrie gasped as she watched her brother in awe, probably stunned by his bravery and daring.

"Emmett… up" I whispered to him as Max's face began to grow a shade more crimson.

"Hey buddy, that was cool right?" Emmett chuckled as Max nodded slowly, his face beaming with a smile.

A few minutes more passed with Emmett spinning Max around like a rag doll at which he cheered and laughed breathlessly, shouting for more. Dorrie clung quietly to me as she played with my hair and studied the necklace I wore, a simple chain with an angel pendant hanging from it. She turned it this way and that, watching it as its shiny surface reflected and shone from the light, the sight widening her smile and causing her eyes to turn dreamy.

"Thank you so much…" Max and Dorrie's mother sighed as she stuffed some paper into her handbag, a relieved look on her face. "I'm Janice by the way" she smiled as she waved quickly toward Emmett and me, unable to shake our hands as they were full.

"No worries Jan, it's been a pleasure" Emmett chuckled as he placed Max down beside her, not without giving him one quick spin before hand.

"Hey Dorrie" I whispered to her as she let go of my necklace "you like my little angel?" I asked at which she nodded, her eyes fixated on it again as I set her down before me.

As I stood back up, I pretended to play with my hair as Emmett talked to Max and Janice as I unclasped my necklace and swiftly placed it in Dorrie's coat pocket.

"Shh okay?" I said quietly as I pressed my finger to my lips "our little secret" I added with a wink, gaining a stunning smile from Dorrie.

"Fankoo Peacheses" Dorrie whispered loudly, her eyes bouncing from the gift I'd given her.

"Bye cutie, bye big boy" I called to them as Emmett led the both of us toward the elevators a minute later, the both of them jumping up and down, waving madly.

"That was fun" Emmett said softly as he pressed the button to our floor.

"Yeah" I smiled at him "You found a friend to play with" I added as a joke, waiting for his come back when I heard him chuckle quietly.

"And you had someone to treat" he said simply, not adding a come back as I thought he would, he must have noticed that I'd given my necklace to Dorrie.

I turned to look at him and found his eyes locked on me, his expression showing that he was happy, comfortable and at ease, the exact emotions that were pulsing through me.

(Emmett POV)

"It hurts so bad!!"

"I know, the agony I am in is in its purest form! I swear!"

"You shouldn't have eaten so much!"

"Well you shouldn't have walked so much!"

Rose and I bickered as we lay sprawled across the sofa, Rose in pain due to her feet and me because of my full to the top- can't eat no more stomach. Why did I insist on dessert? But more to the point… how had Rose managed to eat just as much as me and still not complain? She's one of a kind!

"Screw it, Im'a go soak my feet for a bit" Rose said defeated as she rose slowly from the couch, wincing as she stood.

"Good idea Bambi, they look a bit swollen" I said, grimacing at the sight of her sore, swollen, red feet.

"It was worth it though" she smiled dreamily, probably remembering the display after display of amazing cars.

"Yeah it was" I agreed, not telling her my reasons.

I watched as she hobbled her way toward the bathroom, wishing I could take away the pain in her feet, swap mine with hers till they got back to normal... that would be a bit too 'Frankenstein' though…

I tapped an unknown beat against my leg until Rose returned, wondering what I could do to keep myself occupied. I couldn't go in there and help her; it would be a little strange… 'Want some help with soaking your feet?' I don't think so!

The bag I'd been carrying around all day grabbed my attention by the door, where I'd dumped it as soon as we got in, throwing myself on to the couch was my number one priority… after making sure Rose was okay of course. I wondered if I had any of my sweets left in there… perhaps I missed a packet?

I heaved myself up, the thought of sweets lodged in my mind; it would be my reward for making the effort of getting up and taking a few footsteps. If I found the bag was void of sweets… then that was Karma coming around and biting me on the ass, having an amazing day with Rose would surely result in my good luck running out at some point.

Opening the zipper I pulled out a few obstacles that stood between me and my precious sweets. Rose's camera which I'd used all day taking pictures of cars and her standing by a few, and my camera, which I'd used all day taking pictures of her. A few stood out in my mind, like the one I took of her as she ordered mine and her own burger. The way she leant against the counter, her brows knotting as she thought of any sides she wanted, and which sauce I would like in my burger. Another image I managed to capture in my mind and on camera of her as she walked ahead of me around a corner, wind blew fiercely at her, causing her eyes to sparkle as they watered, a smile to spread across her face from the amusing surprise of her own shock and the way her hair blew out behind her, just as if she were the world's top model at a photo shoot.

I shook my head, trying to push the images from my mind before I did something stupid, like jump her in the bathroom or cradle the camera to my chest. Let's see her run a mile from you then big boy.

Next I pulled out some empty wrappers and other junk that Rose and I had munched on throughout the day, leading me to my Disney bag which contained my most prized possession; my Bambi soft toy. Rose had been off looking at a Ford Cougar, gawping at it and asking the member of staff who was stood as the representative of the car a million and one questions which he did his best to answer. This had meant that I could give in to my guilty pleasure and let myself gawp at every inch of the Disney stall that was erected within the car show area. As soon as I'd spotted the soft little deer, I held it in my hands and took it to the counter, handling it softly, almost growling as I watched the stupid idiot behind the till grab it and stuff it rudely into the bag. Don't make a scene, not in front of Bambi I'd told myself, secretly laughing to myself a second later as I thought but which Bambi am I now referring to?

Love hearts!

I restrained myself from pounding my fist into the air as I found one, surviving packet of my favourite, fun sweets rolling at the bottom of the bag, shining at me with it's colours of yellow, white, purple and green, standing out against the darkness of my black bag. You thought you could escape me? Fool!

I hastily stuffed the Disney bag and camera's back into the bag, shrugging when I added the empty wrappers on top, I'll bin them when I get home.

"What'cha doing down there Peaches?" Rose asked and I almost jumped from the sound of her voice. I hadn't realised she'd entered the room, her footsteps being as quiet as a whisper as she walked across the soft carpet.

After composing myself I smiled, knowing my dimples were probably like craters on my face "I got sweeties" I said simply, brandishing my precious packet of love heart before me.

Rose's eyes almost bugged out of her face as she saw them, licking her lips which distracted me to no end before she bought me back to reality "Which I am going to share with you Rose…" she added, as though she was reminding me of the last part of the sentence that I'd missed out.

"If I must" I sighed, heavy with sarcasm.

"Oh, you must" Rose laughed softly as she made her way back to her previous spot on the couch, resting her feet on my lap once I'd sat down beside her.

Rose eyed the packet of Love Hearts in my hands as I torturously opened the packet slowly, feigning indifference as I looked about the room.

"Gimmie the sweeties Emmett…or you get it" Rose threatened, her eyes moving pointedly from my hands to where her feet rested, on my lap.

Taking a deep gulp I nodded my head, showing her I understood her words. "You gotta read 'em as you get them" I instructed her as I handed her the first of the sweets.

"Well duh…" she muttered under her breath as I watched her eyes reading the text on the sweet before she popped it in her mouth, a smile issuing across her face "e-mail me" she said as she waited for me to take my turn.

I picked up a sweet for myself, reading it out loud, knowing Rose would enlighten me with some come back "Cute kid" I read, glancing over at Rose who rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath.

Rose held her hand out toward me, ready for her next one. I looked over the text of each love heart and chose one which was true. Handing it to Rose, I looked over the reminding sweets, ready to choose one for myself and avoid Rose's eyes.

"Lush lips" Rose read out loud, not remarking on it before she ate it, waiting for me to take my turn.

I chose one that I hadn't reserved for Rose before I handed her the next one I had ready for her, my eyes trained on the reminding love hearts on the arm of the chair.

"Be Mine" I heard her whisper as she read the writing on the love heart, before her eyes moved to the next I placed on her frozen, waiting hand. "Say yes" she muttered before I felt her eyes scorching my face.

I turned to look at her, feeling anxious from her silence and stillness and yet, hope ran through me like a wildfire, uncontrollable and disastrous. Her face was pale, empty, shocked as she looked from her hand to my face.

What have I done? I asked myself as I watched confusion and anger begin to seep into her expression. Clap hands to you Emmett; you are the star of all idiots!

Sighing I stood from the couch, feeling deflated, beaten, ill and went to stand before the window which overlooked the street below. It being so dark out transformed the window into a mirror, meaning that I saw as Rose stood from the couch, threw the two love hearts at the wall and stormed toward the bedroom, wiping her tears on her way.

What have I done? What have I bloody done?! She's your best friend and you just ruined it, just because you're a complete and utter idiot!! My voice rang with the poison tinted words around my mind, cursing myself for being so dim-witted. Just because Alice and Jasper, Bella and Edward are together doesn't mean that Rose and you are to be together!! My mind added scathingly.

I buried my face in my hands and sank to the floor, damning myself for ruining what Rose and I had. What if she ignored me from now on? What if she moved out? What if everyone made me move out? Would she forgive me, would we then be able to go back to normal? I shook my head, I knew I'd never be able to go back to normal, not now that I knew in my head and my heart that I wanted to be with Rose, to claim her mine.

Congratulations dumb ass!

A/N: After the count of three…

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Awwww!! Poor Peaches!

Sweets equals candy to you, but I just couldn't write it in my story, its so wrong!! Haha

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