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CHAPTER 2

It almost felt like a dream. Yet, it was all too fast and possibly too soon and I was afraid I would wake-up in the airport still waiting for a flight home. And there also were other worries: what would his family think if he brought a random neighbor kid home?

Look mom, it followed me. I rolled my eyes at myself.

"Edward, maybe I shouldn't," I protested as I still tried to keep up with him and my bag. "I don't know if I should go. And aren't you here visiting your parents? Don't you think they want to have some alone time with you."

He smiled as we crossed the busy street into the parking structure.

"Only my brother knows I am here," he pointed to me as he still walked quite hurriedly as though trying to give me little chance to go home. "I'm going to surprise my family tomorrow morning. It will be nice to get to see them, especially since I didn't get to spend time with them for Christmas."

I felt a bit sad for him. His career surely made him travel a lot.

We walked to a large silver gray Ford truck.

"Never pictured you to be a truck guy," I said aloud.

He smiled.

"Well," he said. "I have had it for years. It's how the guys and I would get around for our gigs. It's a lot of equipment to carry."

I nodded. Suddenly, imagining the rough beginnings at the noisy bars and eccentric rock clubs. His life seemed so exciting so full of different adventures.

He opened the passenger door and it was one tall truck. I felt like I might have to jump just to get my foot in.

"Here," he said. "Let me help you."

He lifted me from the ground. I yelped, I wasn't expecting that type of pick me up. I wrapped my arms tightly to his neck and I could feel his smile on my neck.

"It's okay, Bella. I won't drop you," he assured me.

I finally found my seating and he let me go.

His cheek brushed against mine as his pulled away, and I felt the corner of his lip. My heart thumped loudly in my chest. And I really hoped it would quiet down before, Edward felt it.

What are you doing? My brain was screaming to my heart. You probably look like a gushing schoolgirl. Stop it!

I sat up straight, feeling everything in me was about to melt onto the parking lot floor.

As we drove out the garage, my mind was trying to come up with some suitable excuse.

"Are you sure it won't be a big deal for me to hang out with your friends and you?" I asked. "I feel like I would be imposing."

He furrowed his brow.

"You won't be," he said with an assuring smile. "You know Bella, if I did not know any better…I would think you have been trying to get rid of me."

The blood flooded away from my face, making me feel bad.

"It's not that," I countered as I tucked my hair behind my ears. "It's just it has been a while since I have had a chance to just go out and I …I think I have forgotten how to have fun."

The confession kind of made me sad. I had gone out, but it was for the rare movie and dinner with friends. Most of the times, I was stuck in my room trying to keep up with the rest of my peers, who were brilliant, but not as hard working as I.

I still remembered how Mike snickered when I received praise for my theory on mathematical harmony existing within random occurrences. Mike a competitive classmate of mine accused me of dressing up my theory. He said it sounded more like statistics and chances then grand harmony in the math universe. And in the math world that was quite a slap in the face.

"Well, forget about that tonight. I promise you, we will have fun. And don't worry, I won't leave your side," Edward said interrupting my momentary flash back.

I smiled; he made me feel at ease.

"I don't remember you being as persuasive as a kid," I said.

He shook his head, while his smile was ever present.

"Many things have changed," he pointed.

Indeed, many.

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We stopped at his place. He insisted it would be easier then dropping me off home and picking me up again. I was too tired to say no and let's face it, if he wanted to spend time with me, I would not deny him.

I arrived to his place and it was surprisingly smaller than I thought for a rock star, but it seemed to suit him. He had a nice open living room with big windows overlooking the city.

"How are you feeling?" he asked as he opened the fridge to pull out a beer. "Would you like something to drink?"

I shook my head and yawned.

"No, I just really want a shower and a nap."

He nodded.

"Well, I only have one bathroom, but you are more than welcomed to it. It connects to my room; you can stay in there and take a nap."

I immediately shook my head.

"I can't take your room," I said. "That wouldn't be right."

He chuckled.

"Still just as stubborn as ever," he said and rubbed the back of his neck. "I would let you stay in the other room, but it's also more of an office for me. And since, I have denied you the chance to go to your place out of fear of you backing out on me, well…I think you kind of have deserved staying in my room. I promise you the mattress will leave you in a really good state of sleep."

I sighed.

"Well, if you put it that way," I said. "Ummm... I guess I will go shower and change."

He nodded.

As I showered, the common sense part of my brain just wouldn't shut up.

You are nuts for being here, I told myself. What if he is some psycho killer now? You haven't even texted Charlie to tell him whom you are with.

But my heart didn't give a flying fuck what my head thought. It just only saw the opportunity to hang out with Edward and his beautiful music.

I used my shampoo and scrubbed my head, trying to wash away all the icky airport feeling. After, I was done; I slipped into my comfortable short shorts and my favorite shirt from college to go to sleep.

I entered his room. It had a beautiful master bed, with dark blue blankets and white pillows. A side of me wanted to go through his things, but I couldn't and shouldn't so instead I quickly sank into his bed finding much needed rest.

By the evening, I heard music coming from the living room. It was the light sound of a guitar.

It took me a few minutes, but I put myself together, and pulled on pair of jeans to walk to the living room.

I found him there, wearing some sweats, a white shirt. He looked like he had showered. And even better there was no more cap and shades to be found.

His hair was all in disarray from sleep, but it suited him. It was like before very dark red and copper looking, another unique factor to add on the list of things that I loved about him.

He looked up and smiled.

"Did you sleep well?"

I yawned and he chuckled

"Yes, it was soooo gooood," I sang. "It has been a while, since I slept that way."

He nodded his satisfaction.

"I hope, I didn't wake you."

"You didn't," I replied and stretched. "What are you doing?"

He sighed.

"Working on a new song," he admitted. "I couldn't really sleep. When I get a new song in my head, it won't let me rest until I am done with it."

"Wow," I replied, feeling an appreciation for the hardworking artist before me.

It only made me appreciate his music more. If only he knew how my next project was inspired by him; Math and Music. If only he knew how much a fan I am. "So is this where it happens?"

"What happens?" he looked a little serious and flushed.

I bit my lip.

"The magic…where all the musical wonder of Melody comes from?"

"Oh…some of it," he said letting out a big breath of air. He looked at his watch. "It's almost time to go. I should get ready."

I bit my lip.

"Edward?" I asked.

"Yes?" he replied.

"What type of attire should I wear?"

"It's just friends. I am going casual," he said.

"Okay," I whispered, "I'm going to get my stuff and change in the other room."

I looked over my stuff and pulled out a pair of boot cut jeans, a pair of boots, a cute dressy blouse, which Alice had given me for my birthday, and a pair of dangling earrings. After I was done, I strolled to the living room and sat down on couch.

I sent a quick text to my dad, letting him know I was staying out with some old friends and he texted me back saying Okay. Be safe. Even in text form dad, was always brief.

Edward came out with a pair of jeans and a dark navy blue sweater, he brought up the sleeves showing off one of the trademark symbols of his band on his right arm, it was an exocentric music looking symbol.

"Like what you see?" he asked.

"It's the symbol of your band," I said. "Where did you come up with it?"

"It's a long story," he replied with a smirk. "Maybe we can talk about it another time."

"Sure," I replied and stretched again.

I looked up at him. He had a different look in his eyes. It was almost primal the way he looked at me. He walked towards me, barefoot, and I never thought I would find a man without shoes sexy, but with him, it just made me want to strip him from head…to toe.

God, it has been too long since I have been with someone. Why do you have to tease me with this beautiful musician?

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We walked into this large 2-story house somewhere in town. The place was already packed with people.

"I thought you said it was a small get together," I said.

He sighed.

"Emmett," he mumbled.

"What?" I asked.

"My brother," he said. "He must have invited everyone and their mother. It was just supposed to be a good 40 people. I am sorry, Bella."

"It's okay," I said. "But remember, you promised you wouldn't leave me alone, tonight."

He smiled.

"Did I promise that?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Come on, they are waiting for us," he said as he grab my hand and pulled me into the house.

There were people dancing outside, while inside people were drinking and chatting. We walked to an entertainment room of some kind, which looked like a massive bar.

Edward walked me over to tall dark haired man, with dark orange eyes.

"Bella," Edward said. "You remember, Emmett?"

"Oh my God!" Emmett grinned. "Belly Bella."

I covered my face with my hands.

"I cannot believe you guys remember that horrible nickname," I said.

Emmett smiled walked around the bar and hugged me.

"Man, the last time I saw you…you were a little dweeb, running around my house picking your nose."

I felt even more mortified.

"You know Dad and your dad go out fishing now," he pointed. "Last week they went off to the Olympia and caught so much fish, my mom said they had enough fish to last them at least 2-years in the freezer."

Edward shook his head.

"I guess we need to find dad another hobby," he said.

"Well, Charlie told him they could take up hunting. There is a wild wolf population that needs some trimming." Emmett replied.

It was surreal to hear them talk about my father as if he had been a member of the family for years. I suddenly felt very left out. My dad was having his own little life while I still had a good year away before finishing up my PhD.

"Wow, it's amazing to see you guys all know each other. It's like a reunion, with old neighbors."

"Bella!" I felt a familiar pair of arms pull me into a very strong hug. I could smell her right away, jasmine and wild grass.

"Rosalie?" I smiled and turned. "Is that you?"

She pulled away her face so bright and happy.

"Oh my god," she said. "Bella you look great."

I felt shock and almost wanted to sing, "It's a tiny, tiny world."

"It has been what, almost 6-years since we last saw each other," I said.

"I know. What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Well, umm Edward and I know each other from when we were kids. And he…"

"Charmed his way to get you here, I bet," she said.

I nodded.

Emmett looked at me and then looked at Rosalie.

"Oh…fudge…she is Truth or Dare girl," his eyes got wide like saucers.

Fuck, I thought.

Rosalie got mad and smacked Emmett on the shoulder.

Edward covered his mouth, his eyes slowly eying me then Rosalie.

Looks like he knows the story. Wonder if my dad has heard this one, then my mortification might actually lead me to an early death. I can see the newspaper article now, Death by Embarrassment.

"It was a long time ago," Rosalie said as she sipped her drink.

"Well, it was nice seeing you again, we should catch up later," I said.

She smiled. "Sure, that would be nice."

There were more people arriving to the party.

"Emmett," Rosalie pointed. "Call more servers so they can go and serve more drinks to our guest."

"Sure babe," Emmett answered. "Let's go to the kitchen."

"See you guys at the dance floor," Rosalie smiled.

Rosalie and Emmett walked away leaving Edward and me alone.

"You want to go outside?" Edward asked.

"Yeah, I would love to," I smiled.

We went outside and there were music and heat lamps to keep all the dancers happy.

He took me to some white patio sofas and we sat down. A server passed by and he grabbed two glasses. He sipped one quickly.

"Woe," I said. "Don't drink too quickly. I don't think I can drive your massive truck back to your place."

"Sorry," he said. "Feeling a little thirsty."

I nodded.

"So, curious. In this busy life of yours…are you dating anyone now?" he asked.

I shook my head.

"Nope," I replied. "I'm single. How about you?"

He gave me a lopsided smile, which cause caused the little pleasure knob inside me to pulse.

"No," he replied. "I'm single."

"How is that possible?" I asked. "You are Masen, the lead singer of one of the most awesome bands in modern rock history. Women are probably throwing themselves at you."

He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Well," he began. "We have been going on tour a lot. It makes it difficult to keep a serious girl interested when you are on tour for 200 days in the year."

I sighed. Figured as much.

"How about you?" he asked. "How is it possible that you are not dating?"

I chuckled.

"School has kept me very occupied and made me a very dull girl. It's hard to keep the boys interested when you are boring."

He sighed and smiled.

"I don't think that's possible," he said.

We could hear some slow tunes coming out of the speakers.

"Let's dance," he offered.

"I…" I replied, I hadn't danced in years and probably had forgotten how. "I think I forgot how."

He gave me an encouraging smile and sat next to me.

"No worries," he said. "I'm a horrible dancer, too ."

He pulled me to dance floor and I was so afraid to make a fool out myself, but he just continued to chuckle as he pulled me towards him and wrapped his arm around my waist. We danced around the floor and I followed his lead.

"You liar," I smiled. "You can dance and well."

He sighed.

"Yes…I guess you can say that I can dance," he said.

"So, aside from singing, playing all sorts of instruments and being a rock god, you can dance," I said. "All you need is an acting career and you are a triple treat."

He looked deeply into my eyes piercing through me as though trying to find something.

"Well, the singing and the playing has always been something I loved," he pointed as he twirled me around. "Yet, mom was the one that pushed dancing. She always stressed the importance of knowing how to dance, so she tortured Emmett and me with dancing classes. But, I got off easy; Emmett had to take ballet until he was fifteen."

I smiled. I remembered so little of Edward, but just being around him, felt familiar.

The night flashed by, propelling itself to the last moments of 2010 and I didn't want our time together to end. I made the most of it that night. I met Edward's bands mates and also witnessed a few fan girls who had to be gently escorted outside because they tried to jump Edward's bones. I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Thanks for defending me," he joked as he rubbed off lipstick from his cheek.

"Well, you probably made that girl's top moment of year," I replied.

"Not much of a moment," he answered and sipped his drink.

"I don't know," I disagreed. "I am sure lots of your fans would love to kiss you."

His eyes smoldered a bit and he stepped closer to me.

"Are you a fan?" he whispered in my ear. I could smell the light tang of alcohol on his lips.

"Yes," I teased. "A big fan, but don't tell anyone."

We both smiled.

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We were back on the dance floor getting ready for the countdown.

"Having a fun night?" he grinned.

I nodded.

"Thank you so much," I grinned. "This indeed has been a very memorable night."

He smiled as he brought me in closer on the already snug dance floor.

"You know what would make this night even more memorable?" he continued as they announced a final countdown.

"What?" I asked. Feeling everything in my body slow down, feeling ever so curious to find out what he was about to say.

"Something sweet," he said, his eyes peering into mine.

"Like a kiss?" I replied, feeling a little smile creep on my face.

He nodded, a twinge of innocence in his request.

I smiled and shook my head.

"But, I don't have any more chocolate kisses," I replied.

He sighed as his hand dipped behind my neck and pulled me in even closer. A fiery looked passed over his expression and it was completely mesmerizing. His eyes reflected the passion I had seen in his music.

I could hear everyone counting down the last seconds. Yet, was completely distracted by him rubbing my neck with his thumb. Our lips grew closer to each other. I felt his breath tease my lips.

I watched as his eyes closed and mine followed leaving me only with my other senses to take in the feeling of his soft wet lips pressed against mine.

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" everyone was cheering around us.

I opened my mouth slightly and felt as his lips tugged mine. He enwrapped me with his soul for that second, sending me into a different state of mind, where I could no longer hear the cheers; instead I could hear his heartbeat. I could no longer feel the others around us, instead I could feel the full strength of his body and warmth yielding me into a drug like bliss, begging me to give him more. My hands reached up and wrapped themselves around his neck.

I felt his hands dip down as he picked me up to bring me closer. I had never felt this before, so loved and wanted at the same time. Our lips continued to mold around each other, the whole world could have vanished around us, but it didn't matter, I just wanted him, all of him, body, mind, heart, and spirit. It was only until I was out of breath and my body begged for air that we let go. He took a deep breath and smiled pressing his forehead against mine.

"Happy New Year, Bella," he whispered.

"Happy New Year, Eddie," I replied.


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