Hey guys, it's been a while. I know i still have some stories that need to be wrapped up but I couldn't get this out of my head, hopefully it will get the creative juices flowing. I've missed you guys.
Dont own Twilight or Craig David Lyrics
I met this girl on Monday...
EPOV
"You on your way yet, man?" Emmett asked as soon as I answered my phone. This was the third time he'd called me in the last hour.
"Dude!" I laughed, finding a shady spot to lean against while I waited for my ride. "I told you I'd be there soon. I'm just waiting for the metro."
"Why are you taking the metro for? Use uber like everyone else does!" He teased. "Its not like you cant afford it."
"It's not about being able to afford it. There's so much traffic in LA right now, believe me this will be much faster. Besides if I'm in an uber for longer than 15 minutes they start making conversation. I never know what to say to them."
I leaned farther into the wall, making myself comfortable as I scoped out the area, listening to Emmett babble in my ear about "appropriate" uber etiquette. I was glad I'd known him for so long because I knew tuning him out meant I wouldn't miss much of the conversation. He'd been looking forward to this day for weeks now. His 26th birthday, and all he wanted to do was go to Dave and Buster's, get wasted and play games like the giant kid he was. I normally would be all over it, I mean, who doesn't love that place, but it was a Monday of all days. But Emmett was a birthday week kind of guy. Which meant all week we'd be celebrating the big oaf. Best friend duties and all that.
"Eddie, are you listening to me?" he shouted, interrupting my perusal of the station.
"Don't call me Eddie," I said automatically. "I don't care that it's your birthday. You lost the right to call me Eddie when you chose to call me Eddie-kins in front of any hot chick for a week last year."
"Oh yea, good times," he chuckled. "Look man, I know you work a bunch and you're going to be tired this week fulfilling all my birthday desires so I wanted to say thanks in advance. You're the best friend a guy could ask for."
"Aww such a pussy," I teased. "You know I got you, man. You're a good friend so you deserve it."
"Anyway," he cleared his throat. "Think you can find me a woman this year? That would be the ultimate gift. We wouldn't have to have Emmett week anymore if you made that happen."
"I'll see what I can do," I chuckled, trailing off when I saw a nice pair of legs stop in front of me. "Damn."
"What?" he asked eagerly. "That's your honey voice!"
"Honey, indeed." I murmured, my eyes following the curve of her tanned calf up to the best ass I'd ever seen in my life.
I wasn't a douche I swear. Emmett and I had deemed the phrase 'honey' for anytime we saw a girl we considered "thick and sweet" like honey. I know, I know it was vulgar but I promise we were gentleman.
"Brunette?" he asked, knowing my type. He preferred the blondes.
"Yeah." I answered watching as she flipped her long wavy hair forward, bending slightly to throw it up into a messy bun on the top of her head.
I could see the curve of her neck, leading to a nice tan shoulder exposed as her shirt slipped off on one side. I couldn't see her waist, hidden by the baggy tee on her frame but what I could see showed an amazing figure. Her shirt rides up slightly as she ties her hair tighter showing off some dimples right above the waist of her shorts drawing my eyes right back to that ass. She looked petite, definitely shorter than my 6'2 and I watch as she stands on the tips of her toes to look higher on the map she was trying to read. I must groan out loud at the way her calves flex making her ass stick out a little more because suddenly she turns my way.
"That hot?" I hear Emmett murmur in my ear making me flinch. I'd forgotten he was on the line, so much for being the greatest friend. "Dude, give me something!"
"I wouldn't even know where to start, Em." I say as she continues to look my way. She seems to be perusing my body but her eyes are covered by big aviator glasses so I wouldn't know. Her full lips catch my attention before she bites the bottom one and turns back to the map. I hope she liked what she saw. "Let's just say sir mix-a-lot is flowing in my head right now."
"Damn, baby got back?" he whistles, starting to rap the tune in my head. It makes me chuckle because I can picture him dancing along. This seems to grab honeys attention as she cocks her head my way, a small smile playing on those plump lips.
I purposely give her a once over, sending a smirk her way to let her know I'm interested. She gives a little laugh, shaking her head quickly before heading my way.
"I gotta go, Em. I'll see you in a bit," I rush out, ignoring his protests as I hang up the phone. I don't feel too bad, he's done worse for a honey.
I watch as she saunters towards me, her hips swaying as she bites that plump lip again.
"Hi," she breathes, stopping in front of me and looking up, the top of her head stopping at about shoulder height. Damn she was small but stacked. "Can you help me out with something?"
"Of course," I say, smiling at the sound of her voice, slightly husky and hot as hell. I'd love to hear my name fall from those lips. "What can I do for you?"
"Can you tell me what time the 211 comes by? My car is getting repaired right now, first time taking the Metro," she admits sheepishly.
"Well that's going to cost you," I smirked, hoping I didn't come across too creepy.
"Oh yea?" she chuckled, raising an eyebrow and simpering up at me. "What's it going to be?"
"Your name for starters," I said, happy she was going along with this.
"Bella," she laughed, sticking her hand out in greeting. "Anything else?"
"Your number wouldn't hurt," I grinned, wrapping my hand around hers, my thumb caressing the back.
"Smooth," she smirked back, not taking her hand away.
"Can you blame me?" I asked, giving her a look over once more. "You're gorgeous."
"Alright, I'll bite," she laughed gesturing to the phone in my hand. "Give me your phone."
I smiled as she put her number into my phone. Giving an internal fist pump at my luck and hearing her phone ring in her bag as she called herself.
"So?" she asked, tilting her head. "211?"
"Oh right," I laughed, shaking my head at my idiocy. "It should be here any minute actually."
So much for luck, I thought, as the 211 started pulling into the station at my words. I didn't want her to go just yet and my ride wasn't for another 10 minutes.
"That's it right there," I said pointing as it turned the corner.
"Oh," she said in what I hope was disappointment. "Well thank you.."
"Edward," I said reaching for her hand once again. "It was nice to meet you, Bella."
"You too, Edward," she smiled, pulling her hand out of mine slowly as she made her way towards the opening doors. "Let's hope I don't get lost."
"Good luck," I chuckled as she ran, her ass bouncing perfectly as she turned away from me.
Damn, she really was the epitome of honey.
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"Dude, what the fuck?" Emmett shouted as I entered the restaurant 30 minutes later, the large group of people around him turning away from the bar to greet me.
"Oh whatever man you'd have done the same if you saw this chick," I laughed as he wrapped his arm around my neck when he got to me.
"Please tell me you got her number at least, cuz if you didn't you owe everyone a shot."
"I did actually," I smirked, laughing as he tried to lift me. "So guess you're buying me the shot?"
"Hell no its still my birthday so you just have to buy me one! 2 shots of tequila for my friend and I here! " he shouted at the bartender, grinning as she handed them over right away, smirking at the birthday boy. She was hot too, blonde and just his type. "To honey's!"
"To honey's," I shouted with a laugh as he saluted her before taking back the shot, feeling the burn make its way down my throat. "You working on that?"
"Hell yeah, man. Wait til you see the ass on her," he wiggled his eyebrows before leaning over the bar to ask her for another drink. "Rosie, baby what can you make me for my birthday?"
I chuckled as she raised an eyebrow his way, reminding me of Bella for a moment.
How'd the metro treat you? End up getting lost? -E
Haha. I found my way just fine thank you. Although I did almost have to ask another handsome stranger for help. –B
Oh, really? So you think I'm handsome? – E
That's what you got from that? Lol –B
Well you did say almost, so I figured there was no competition. –E
How'd you know I was even talking about you? –B
You wound me Bella. –E
"Texting the honey?" My friend Riley asked as he pulled up a stool next to mine.
"Yes," I chuckled, looking away from my phone for a minute since she hadn't responded. "I'm guessing Emmett told you?"
"He was bitching for a minute thinking you weren't gonna show up."
"If she hadn't have left when she did I might have ditched him." I laughed. "If you'd seen the ass on this girl you'd understand."
"Hey man I don't blame you. It's been a while since I've seen a girl on your arm. Plus he's been all over that bartender all night anyway. Wanna grab him before he embarrasses himself?"
"Yeah let's go play some games." I said shaking my head as Emmett starting singing baby got back to the bartender.
"Dude isn't she hot?" Emmett said, loud enough for her to hear.
"Sorry about him, it's his birthday." I shrugged. "Thank you for placating him.."
"Rose," she smirked. "And he's been fine no worries. Makes my Monday night interesting."
"I want em real, thick and juicy.." Emmett sang, dancing over to the game area with Riley. "I'll be back Rosie!"
"Thanks again," I chuckled, handing her a tip as I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.
I think you know how good looking you are. -B
No, not really. Tell me more. -E
See I would but I'm kind of forgetting what you look like. -B
I can remedy that. What are you doing tomorrow night? -E
No plans, why? -B
Think you'd be interested in meeting me for a drink? -E
I tapped my phone against my leg, waiting eagerly for her response.
I'd like that. -B
Yes! I grinned giving her the address to the bar we'd be at for day two of Emmett week and letting her know I would text her tomorrow. I had a best friend I had to give some attention to on his birthday because I'm pretty sure Emmett week was about to become Bella week.
This will be a short one. 7 chapters, 3 "epilogues".
10 chapters total.
If you've heard Craig David's song 7 days you may know how this will go
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Ang