Chapter 8

BPOV

I stayed with him all night in his dressing room, talking about Charlie. He was very understanding, nodding and listening, never interrupting and hugging me at the exact moment I felt I was going to shatter in a million pieces. What was wrong with me? Here I was, falling for a rock star and all I could do I pour out my pathetic story of my father's death then cry on his shoulder while he comforted me. Hold on a second, I'm a genius! I'm actually very smart, here I am crying and he's comforting me! Just the right way to make him fall in love with me. But did I want to fall in love with him? Well, I knew for one I was falling for him, even if we have only been together for about seven hours and fifteen minutes.

… "Then the police came to my house and told me the awful news and I felt I had to get away so I came here…to New York. I don't know why or what was going through my head at the time, it was obviously a stupid idea to get away from the accident. Of course I attended his funeral, but the very next day I left. Well, at least this trip wasn't all bad." I said looking up into his sparkling jade green eyes. He smiled at me sympathetically, "Bella, you've been through so much."

"So, it's not like…it's not like I've had a bad life. He loved me and I know that and I still love him…wherever he is."

He nodded once and then pulled me tighter to his chest. "Uh, Edward…let…me…go…can't…breath!"

"Oh, sorry." He said, realising that he was treating my like a teddy bear and actually trying to squeeze me into his rib cage.

I let out a soft giggle, "That's alright."

I sighed, snuggling back into his chest, "What about you?" I asked him.

"What?"

"What's your story? Here we are listening to my pathetic little tragedy while I still don't know anything about you…apart from the fact that you're a rock star that had at least a million girls wanting to marry you."

He chuckled, "Me, well my story turns out to be a bit more of a success than yours."

I nodded, "go on."

"Well, I started playing guitar when I was about thirteen years old, and I was stuck ever since. Jasper and Rosalie have been my friends ever since kindergarten and then we met Emmett in year 5. We stuck closer than anyone ever knew and we hardly ever spoke to anyone else. We stuck through high school, until we realized we all had a love of music. So one day we went to my garage and brought our instruments along and well, everything started unravelling since then. We had this gig once for a friend in La push and played for about 200 people. A woman there said she loved our music and then became our agent."

"Wow."

He smiled, "Of course, then I came to New York, met the most beautiful woman in the world, asked her to be my girlfriend and I think that brings us to the present!"

I blushed a deep red and hid my face in his chest to hide it.

He wrapped his arms around me and his own face in my hair. Kissing the top of my head, he leant back and whispered in my ear, "Shall we head home?"

I nodded my head once and we stood up, hand in hand. Backstage was quiet and the once filled arena concert was now empty and not a soul in sight. Curious, I let go of his hand and went onto the stage.

"Wow." I exclaimed.

He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my front. "How can you play in front of so many people?" I asked.

"Well, the bright shinning lights mainly blind you from seeing the audience so you don't get so scared."

I giggled and turned around in his arms and kissed him on the lips. Suddenly there was a bright flash of light and we turned around to see a man with a camera in his hand. He was wearing a shirt with blue jeans and a cap on and had a note book in his pocket. The camera hung around his neck. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Edward asked angrily.

The reporter smiled a cruel, evil little smile, "Well, well, well, Edward Cullen has a girlfriend! The magazine will love me for this photo!"

Edward growled and let go of me, "You will print no such thing."

"Sorry mate, a man has to find work somewhere."

Edward snarled, "What, by invading people's privacy and showing the whole world."

"Life's tough, deal with it."

My eyes went back and forth from Edward and the reporter. I put my hand to my head, "Please, don't do this. How would you like it if everyone started invading your privacy?"

"I'd smile for the camera." He said and then took another picture of us.

"That's it." Edward growled and lunged for the camera man, knocking them both to the stage floor. The spun around in a heap and soon I didn't recognize which was which. Finally, Edward stood up with the reporter's camera and threw it to the ground, smashing it into pieces.

"Hey, that camera cost me $1200!"

"Life's tough, deal with it." Edward retorted before grabbing my arm and leading us out. We went through a back door exit and came onto the street. We walked for ten minutes without speaking before he broke the silence, "Sorry you had to see that Bella, it's just…it's tough, not having any privacy."

"I completely understand Edward," I said hugging his arm, "Plus, it was kind of heroic the way you leaped at him."

We both started laughing as we recalled the stunned look on the reporters face.

We soon came to the hotel doors where Jonathon smiled at us warmly, "Well, what do we have here?" he asked, with the largest grin on a person's face I have ever seen.

We both smiled up at him, "We're coming home." I said innocently.

Jonathon let out a chuckle and let us pass into the hotel. The last thing we heard him say was, "have a nice night."

"He's so sweet." I said, hugging Edward's arm. He nodded in approval.

I noticed some people eyeing us together and I quickly let go of his arm. "Uh, Edward, we need to talk about something."

He chuckled, "We've been talking all night, but okay."

We waited for an empty elevator then we stepped in and I pressed the button.

"Edward…are, are we…you know…going to tell the whole world we're going out?"

His free spirited smile changed to a deep-in-thought frown. "Is that how you feel?" he asked.

"Well, I don't know…they're going to find out sooner or later. But I don't want to be famous or known as Edward Cullens 'new chick'!"

He looked at me sympathetically, the way he had all night.

We got off at my floor since we would probably have no privacy from the rest of the gang to talk alone. I dragged him into my room and we sat down on some comfortable chairs.

We stayed silent for a while, thinking.

"It's going to have to come out sooner or later?" I asked him.

"Well, yes." He replied.

I frowned, "What do you think?" I asked him.

"Honest opinion?"

I nodded. "Well, I think we should reveal our relationship."

I nodded once again, "Of course, it's your decision." He added quickly.

"I…I don't think I'm ready." I whispered. He nodded.

"But how would we stay in a relationship and not have the whole world finding out?" he asked.

"Well…we would need to compensate for being together all the time…so what if I worked for you…as an assistant?"

"Bella, no! I will not have you waiting on us."

"Well then what do you suppose? Plus, I need a job."

"Bella!"

"Do you have a better idea?" I snapped at him. His frown deepened as he thought hard. We stayed silent for five minutes as I waited for his 'great idea'.

He opened his mouth to say something but then soon closed it again.

"Listen," I said, walking over to him and sitting on his lap, "This is a good choice, plus, once we get up to the hotel room, we'll have time to ourselves anyway! Please, this is the only way."

"Bella, when we finally do reveal our relationship to everyone else, the magazines will print 'Edward screws assistant'"

I pouted, "Oh, well yeah. I guess. But…Edward, I'm not ready to be 'known' like Alice. She's fine with being a girlfriend to a huge rock star and being known as Jaspers chick, but me, I'm not ready…I'm still going through a hard time and although I can take care of myself, just the stress of everyone being nosy will not help." I finished. Edward leaned up to me and kissed me passionately, linking our hands together at the back of each others neck. I pressed him into me, wanting to be so close. I quickly glanced at my watch, still kissing. "SHIT!" I jumped up and severed our connection, rushing to my bed. "What Bella, what is it?"

"It's 3am! We're leaving in two hours."

"Ouch, we've stayed up late." He said, staying where he was.

"Geez." I mumbled. He obviously heard me, and chuckled.

"Honestly Bella, calm down."

"But Edward, we're leaving soon and we haven't gotten any sleep."

"Don't worry, we can do that on the trailer, plus you'll be sharing the trailer with me." He winked at me.

"So, no sleep?" I asked curiously.

He shook his head, "No, no sleep. Well not until we're on the trailer."

I smiled, "Can you stay? You've already packed haven't you?"

"Yes, I have, and yes I can stay."

I smiled and placed myself back on his lap again. I put my hands on either side of

his face and whispered, "Good." before kissing him again.

I glanced at my watch again; it was 4:30am. "Time to start moving Edward." I said, getting up and checking my reflection in the mirror. "Yeah, yeah." He grumbled, still staying seated. "Edward, you're going to have to go, I need a shower." I said to him. He looked up at me and smirked,

"Well, that's a reason to stay." He teased, but got up and left anyway. The no sleeping policy we had set was sinking into both of us, making us more snappy and grumpy. I quickly took off my clothes and had a shower.

I got out and checked my watch again, 4:40am. I quickly put some closed on and dried my hair. By the time I was done, the front door bell rang. I opened it to see Edward leaning against the door frame. "Ready?" he asked. I nodded my head once, noticing the baggage boy behind him. I brought out my bags and let the baggage boy take them away. I sighed, checking I hadn't forgotten anything then locked up. Edward wrapped an arm around my shoulders and kissed me on the top of my head.

Down in the lobby we headed straight for the reception centre. Edward wasn't touching me by that time since we were undecided about the whole relationship situation, we might not provoke any suspicions beforehand. We told the receptionist our room numbers and we gave him back out key cards. We signed the bill and then were greeted by the rest of the gang.

"Hey, where were you two last night? We didn't see Edward until 4:30am this morning so he could have a shower, did you guys get busy last night?" Emmett asked teasingly.

I glared at him, "No we did not!" I replied angrily.

Emmett smiled at me, "Well, I can see you guys didn't get any sleep last night, is this grumpy town or what."

"Shut up." Edward replied, punching him on the shoulder.

Soon Jennifer, the bands assistant, came walking up to us, "You guys ready? The trailers are out the back way so we don't get any fan trouble."

We all nodded and followed her through a back entrance and we were greeted with three large RV's. I stopped dead in my tracks. "Oh my god! You have got to be kidding! They're so big!" I exclaimed, admiring the monstrosity of them all.

Edward chuckled behind me, "Come on." He said, pulling me by the arm to the closest trailer. "Last one to Los Angeles has to pay the two first ones fifty bucks." Emmett yelled before entering his trailer. "You're on." Both Jasper and Edward bet.

We went onto the trailer to find it had two rooms. The driver's area was closed off from the other room, which looked like a house. The driver was a nice European guy who said he drove cars for a living. We boarded the trailer gratefully.

Edward put his head next to mine and pointed to the back of the trailer where there was a bed. "Want a nap?" he asked.

I nodded my head enthusiastically. We took off our shoes and put them in a compartment under the couches. There was a living room, a toilet and a bed room. The bathroom had a shower and toilet in it and was very spacious. As was the living room with large leather couches and a plasma TV. The bedroom held a double bed that was neatly made. Edward walked in front of me and took of his shirt and crawled into the bed. A dark blush covered my face. I took off my jumper and then crawled into the bed next to him. There was a small lurch as the trailer started moving. "Hmmm goodnight." I said to Edward.

He wrapped his arms around me and we fell asleep.

When I woke up, I heard the quiet hum of the TV and the empty space next to me. I sat up with a jolt and saw Edward on one of the leather couches watching TV. I smiled at him, "Hey."

His head snapped from the TV to mine, "Hey, how'd you sleep?" he asked, turning off the TV and getting back into the bed.

"Alright, you?"

"Like a bear in hibernation." He replied. I giggled and let my head fall onto his chest.

There was a small chuckle from Edward. "What?" I asked him.

"Well, I don't know if you know this…but you talk in your sleep." He commented.

A maroon blush covered my face, "What…what did I say?"

Edwards smile widened, "Mainly stuff about me." He said teasingly.

"Oh god, what the heck did I say?" I said, covering my face with my hands.

Edward chuckled, "Well, that you felt comfortable with me around…and that you love my crooked smile and that you think I am gorgeous."

"Well there's something to boost the already cocky rock stars esteem." I scoffed.

"Hey," he said, sitting up. "That's not very nice…I'm not cocky!"

I scoffed, "You wish."

Edward growled playfully and started tickling me. "Hey…Edward….ha…no…no no…stop…EDWARD!" I said through laughs.

He finally stopped tickling me and I went into a fit of giggles as I lay on my back on the bed and he lay next to me. He kept laughing because I was laughing and we went into another fit of laughing.

When we finally finished we were close to not breathing. "Don't….don't…ever do that again." I said through breathing.

"Don't…can't…breathe." He said, gasping for air.

I smiled up at him and he smiled back. He came forward and kissed me gently on the lips. But then I quickly pulled back.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Edward, we're in a bed and we're kissing, where do you think that's going to lead us?"

He chuckled, "I'm too tired to even think about having sex." He said.

I smiled at him and began kissing him again. This was going to be a long journey.

so we see here that Bella is becoming more comfortable with Edward, she's relaxing and showing more of her feelings. So, what will happen when they get to LA? What will the song become? Will Edward write another song for Bella? I'll give you one detail, he will write another song for Bella. Also, will Bella get fed up with the amount of attention Edward gets? Because we see Bella getting a bit edgy about it before... well anyway, can you please review!