These two people may be real, and it may make some people feel uncomfortable that I would take their story and twist it in my head, but I just wanted you guys to know that I do this with nothing but love. I love them more than anyone could know, and I gave up reading Real People Fic, and writing it, but somehow I got inspired to start back again at it. I really hope you like it, and support my work as much as I enjoy writing it. There will be more if you want it!

Disclaimer - I do not own them, although if I did it would be pretty awesome.

Love Me Tender

By: ValeriaCullen

Chapter Two: Can't help it

RPOV

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The alarm sounded in the small hotel room that I was now staying in, it had been two weeks that I had stayed in London, and I had finally gotten back in Los Angeles yesterday, I slammed my hand onto the alarm clock to shut it off pushing myself up and to the edge of the bed rubbing my eyes. Like a reflex my hand shot to my phone to check and she if there were any messages, or missed calls. I knew Kristen and her family had went on a trip and he went with them, I shuddered for a moment, they were back now from their trip, but I wondered why she hadn't callled, emailed, or text messaged me in over 3 days. It was making me anxious as my worst fears were coming true. Giddyness crossed through me as I realized I had 3 new texts and they were all from her.

I'm really sorry I didn't call or anything we were out of the country and we came back two days ago and u know how Mike is. - Stew

OK I know i messed up, but seriously no need to ignore me - Stew

Ok...I'm convinced ur sleeping or dead, so umm...yeah...bye. - Stew

A warm smile crossed my features as the messages made me think back to a few weeks ago when I had been pouting in my house and wondering if anything would get better in my love life. Unfortunately my mother wanted to have the talk with me, I had only had one girlfriend before, and that did not end well for she broke up with me suddenly for another guy. I couldn't think of any girls right now except for Kristen, she was the only one for me, the only one I felt like I'd ever need in my life.

Flashback: Week and a Half ago

I was alone in my room strumming lightly on my guitar looking out of the window, it was early in the day and I just needed a little inspiration, and my inspiration had always been music, the song came out suddenly as I sang it and it echoed from the walls. The pain I was feeling seemed something new to me, I didn't understand missing someone and needing someone to be there when you wouldn't be too far away from them for along time, it just felt like that world wasn't real to her, and she had gone back to her regular life and had left me hanging. I was torn and confused, because not only was she beautiful, intelligent, sweet, and amazing, but she had someone to make her happy, and its not like she needed me. I had been into Kristen since I saw Into The Wild, so I'm pretty sure I had raved about her nonstop before even considering the Twilight audition. Something about it felt right, about her, she was calling to me, and no matter what I had to meet her, it wasn't a choice, or a want, it was a need. A knock on the door woke me from my thoughts and realizing I wasn't singing but I had been. It was my mum and she looked extremely concerned, she was one of those proper women who waited outside of the door until their son asked her to come in.

"May I come in? You looked lost in thought there, Robert," she said softly brushing a hand through her blonde locks.

"Its your house, mum," I said laughing, she joined with me.

"When you have a boy who is right about 22 years old you wonder if the rules still apply as they did when he was only a boy," she said sitting across from me on the bed, rubbing her hand softly through my hair, pushing it out of my eyes, "you really should stop putting so much rubbish in your hair, and wash it."

"Mum, are you here to scold me?" I said placing my guitar on the floor down next to the bed.

"No...I wanted to talk to you, I sent Lizzy up here, but she said you were in one of those moods and to leave you be," my mum explained, she seemed genuinely concerned.

"I didn't want to talk to anyone earlier, so she was right," I pouted crossing my hands over my chest.

"But why, dear? Why are you so upset? Music like this," she picked up my music sheets that had writing all over them and held them up to show me, "Music like this, sweetie, comes from your soul."

"Yeah...I've just got a lot in my head right now, and I'm really confused about some things," I averted my gaze to the music sheets.

My mom smiled a knowing smile and thought for a long time before forming her words, "Who is she?"

"No one...," I blushed playing with the pillow case."

"Come on, I probably already have some clue to who she is," she said a knowing smile.

"Fine...its Kristen," I admitted and my mum just bursted out in a fit of laughter, "what is so funny?"

"Well, dear everyone knows about that, she's all you ever talk about, she's all you have ever been talking about, I haven't ever seen you so head over heels before," shes sighed, "but from what you have told me she sounds lovely."

"Thats the problem right there," I sighed in frustration.

"What? How?" she asked clearly confused.

I went on to explain the entire situation detail by detail to my mum, I explained that I had met her when she was only 17 and in America it is illegal to be involved with minors, I told her about Micheal and how she was taken, and I told her about how many times we had kissed when she was still seeing him, and I talked about missing her so much it hurt and writing songs about her when I knew I shouldn't be. I talked about never feeling this way about anyone, and I finally admitted that I was completely, head over heels in love with her. My mom stilled, first a shocked expression crossed her features, then a gentle understanding crossed her eyes.

"I see...from what you have told me, I really think you should go with your heart," she said maternally, how was I supposed to go with my heart? And why did mum's always say that?

"Thats not telling me what to do," I frowned like a ten year old.

"Now, Robert, I can not for the life of me tell you what to do a 22 year old man," she sighed and frowned. "plus, you're so stubborn...you want what you want, you've always been this way."

"I don't know what my I want, my heart wants her, but my mind says its wrong," I said pained a bit.

"Then do what a Pattinson would do and trust your heart, and if thats what your heart wants then make it happen," she said, she kissed me on my forehead and got off my bed leaving the room.

PRESENT

I stared at the three text messages on the phone, not really sure how to answer them, I was a typical male, pondering whether I should act cool like I hadn't been wondering the whole time what she was up to, or maybe a sly cute remark to make her laugh...I wasn't sure. Love is so tiring. Before I could even finish my thought the phone startled me and I fell off the bed onto the ground, oh nice, I'm so smart and cool. It was the ringtone I had for her, and her picture and name flashed on the screen at the sound of her call. I picked myself up and placed the phone to my ears, act cool...act cool.

"Hello?" I asked my voice rough from not using it in awhile.

"Hey...I wasn't sure if you got my texts, and I was worried you had died," she said, I laughed, I missed her quirky humor, and her gentle spirit.

"I just woke up and fell on my arce, but I got them," I felt myself smiling and she giggled, I loved that sound.

"How did you fall on your 'arce'?" she asked me.

"Well...when you called, I was in the middle of very important thoughts, and then your ringtone scared the living daylights out of me," I admitted truthfully, her giggle went on and on, I loved it so much, I wanted to continue making her giggle but I didn't know why she called.

"So, how have you been?" she asked me shyly.

"I have been...okay," I sighed heavily, "I missed you."

"I missed you too...I've been so busy and I couldn't call and for that I'm sorry," she apologized, I understood she had a life outside of me, for I wasn't her boyfriend.

"I understand...we should get together and catch up," I offered.

'Yeah...about catching up, you do remember the 9 o'clock meeting that you sort of missed right?" she asked me quietly, I checked the clock mumering 'Shit, shit shit' to myself checking the clock it said 9:30 am. The meeting couldn't be over...wait a second.

"Kristen, thats not funny!" I scolded her.

"I was just playing around with you, I am stalling you're already 30 minutes late, we'll talk about lunch after...," she laughed lightly.

"One more question before you hang up?" I asked curiously.

"What, Rob?" she asked her voice was curious as well.

"Wheres...he?" I gulped swallowing my pride.

"He is in New York for a few days visiting family," she answered a bit annoyed by my foward question, it grew awkward and tense.

"I'm sorry...I just...didn't know," I explained.

"Well now you do, we'll I'm going to go this dude is calling me, be here," she told me with a stern voice.

"Okay...bye," I murmured into the phone, she didn't say goodbye and the phone went dead.

I dressed quickly not bothering to shower, or even comb my hair,strapping on a beanie and a light button down shirt, I headed out the door with basically one foot in my pants trying and desperately rushing to get there on time. Making a hasty retreat, and also trying to remember where I left my car, I climbed inside. My tall frame engulfed the tiny, beaten up BMW as I drove (badly I might add) to the meeting where my sweet Kristen was. My. When had she become my, and what did I want from us? Thoughts always thoughts filled my head as I made my journey up the elevator in the summit building.I came screeching through the double doors and crashed into someone with a loud thump.

"Hello there," a soft yet sultry voice filled under me. I instinctively looked down, and was now gazing into the warm olive depths of Kristen Stewart.

"Well, hello there yourself," I stammered, my face flushing crimson red.

"You realize how much shit I had to say to keep those suits occupied," she said seriously and intensely staring at me.

"Sorry," I said awkwardly, a smile forming at her lips.

"Its okay, just...maybe I should call you every morning before meetings so you're not late," she paused, stuttering nervously through her words, "...just in case."

"i'd like a wake up call like that...," I began before I could finish my sentence a loud cough startled me, and then a familiar valley/indie/throaty/ over-excited voice filled my ears.

"Rob, Kris, meeting dudes!" she said loudly.

"Yeah, your heavy ass is on top of me so I can't move," Kristen teased.

"Sorry, love, I forgot," I said straightening my shirt and getting up, grabbing Kristen's hand to pull her up with me. When she was up I still did not let go of her hand, I didn't want to the warmth, the eletricity of her touch I had missed over our weeks apart, and I desperately craved more.

"You can let go now," Kristen softly spoke, I removed my hand from hers, the blush on my cheeks only getting deeper, I was supposed to be playing Edward. but so far, I was the bumbling. nervous idiot, and she was the tough and strong one, which surprisingly was what made her so attractive to me.

"Sorry...eh...I...again," I said running a hand over my beanie, forgetting momentarily that I was even wearing one.

"Its alright," she said sweetly, Catherine cackled as she took the seat across from Kristen, so I was stuck with the one next to Kristen. I sat awkwardly next to her after making a complete moron of myself minutes prior. I sighed heavily...just my luck.

2 HOURS LATER

We were walking out of the long, dreadful studio meeting briefing us on how to promote, and the many events we would be attending. They said the MTV Movie Awards pre-show would make or break the movie, and there were possibilities based on the built in fanbase and the staggering support that it could become a huge phenomenon, and a even bigger movie. In my head I still wasn't sure how this small indie film called Twilight could be huge, or be a blockbuster, or a phenomenon, I knew that I believed in it, and cared for it, but I wasn't sure about how well it would do. I slowly tracked out of the room, meeting Kristen on the far right corner, it seemed as though she had been waiting there for me, I immediately wondered why.

"Kris, hey," I greeted her quietly.

"Hey, remember we were supposed to go out for lunch today," she reminded me.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that on the rush over..," I flushed nervously.

"Something on your mind, Rob?" she asked cautiously softly biting her bottom lip, oh how I wanted to be that lip.

"Wont, Micheal be upset or something?" I asked in a straightfoward manner, for a moment she was taken aback by my fowardness, and then quickly recovered herself.

"He's in New York, trust me, he wont know, and so what if he does, we're friends, we need to catch up," she said, her strong personality shing through.

"Oh...um...okay," I mumered.

"Are you sure you're okay?" she asked once more, "because if not...we can do this some other-"

Before she could continue her sentence, "Nothings the matter, Kris, I'm just happy to get to spend time with you."

She blushed,"same for you, and by the way, I will call you from now on."

"I'd like that, I shall give you a wake up call name," I laughed as she and I descended to the parking lot, we stood awkwardly in front of my beat up, down, and all around car, Kristen sighed next to me.

"You still have this thing?" she asked me, mocking and also laughing playfully.

"Yes, I happen to love it," I told her, we stood there for awhile not saying anything, a comfortable silence until we realized we had to stop standing in one spot or we'd get sunburned by the summer heat. I opened the door for her to climb in and she scrunched her nose together and sat, putting her seatbelt on as I climbed in on the other side. When we started Driving I put on her favorite band The Beatles Twist and Shout, an upbeat song that seemed to fit the mood, she smiled up at me, singing along with the words, she looked so beautiful. All of a sudden as we're crossing the light a fire starts in the side of the passenger seat, Kristen's eyes bug out of her head as she sees the dashboard is on fire, I laughed a bit not taking it seriously, until Kristen starts panicking.

"Rob, your dashboard is on fire!" she says squealing in her seat a bit, "I don't think its smart to be driving this thing."

"That happens sometimes, it'll go out," I said casually, getting used to the mechanical problems of this awful machine I called a car.

"Don't you think, maybe you should take this to get looked at?" she asked me she was definitely freaked out.

"Maybe I should, but if the cars still working...," I trailed off.

"Rob, a fire in the dashboard is not good, it probably has an electrical problem or something," I was still casual, "and if you want it out so bad, maybe you should take off your top and put it out," I joked.

Her eyes narrowed, she was giving me her all time bitchface, I pulled over to the side of the road, the fire wasn't that big and so I took off my button down shirt and put it out, I was left with my undershirt now, Kristen staring at me with wide eyes.

"You didn't have to...," she started, but I finished.

"I wanted to, its alright," I told her, throwing my shirt in the backseat, "still want lunch?" I asked her casually.

"Maybe we can just hang out for a bit at my house," she suggested, I smiled widely at her.

"Sure thing," I told her holding her door open and letting her climb in before I did the same, we drove and talked and laughed listening to various music, I also wondered how the dashboard could light on fire and the car could even still play the radio, cars confused me, I left that job to my father, then I chuckled thinking of my father. We arrived to Kristen's home about 30 minutes later, again I opened the door for her, even though she was one of those girls who didn't like that very much, and we headed inside, to find the house empty.

"Hello?" Kristen called, her voice echoed in the silent house.

"Guess no ones home," I told her quietly.

"I guess not, wanna watch a movie in my room?" she asked casually.

"Sure...," I told her as we headed up the stairs rounded the corner, and went into the room, when we went into Kristen's room, and I slouched on her bed lazily, taking in the room that I had missed, it was so rock and roll, and so...Kristen. It smelled like her, and her clothes were around me, her bed I was on, everytime I was in here, there were butterflies in my stomach. Mindlessly I played with the covers of her bed as she picked out a movie, it was Titanic with Leo and Kate, and also one of the biggest movies of all time, Kristen and I hadn't watched it together yet.

During the movie we chatted aimlessly about multiple things, and when it came to the end Kristen shedding a few tears and I placed her hand into my own comforting her, and telling her that Jack and Rose wouldnt be together forever, which I don't think helped much in the situation. The door opened to Kristen's mother, she looked at us shocked, closing in on our intertwined fingers, Kristen immediately pulled away.

"Kristen, Robert, hello," Jules greeted us, her heavy Australian accent filled my ears.

"Umm...hey, Jules," I waved awkwardly at her as she averted her gaze from Kristen to myself.

"Yes, long time no see, Rob, may I speak to Kristen privately?" she asked me quiestly, I nodded my head and immediately started leaving and went outside as the door closed behind me. I hated eavesdropping, but I HAD to know what they were saying.

"Mom, what did you want to talk about?" she asked quietly.

"Robert and you seemed to have grown very close," Jules started.

"Yes, we're best friends, mom...what are you getting at?" she asked Kristen her voice a bit panicked and defensive.

"I just wanted to know if you had feelings for him," she asked Kristen straightfoward.

"I don't know to be honest, " Kristen admitted, I was shocked, she may or may not have feelings for me.

"Well, you have Micheal and Robert it might just be your characters...," she trailed off, "you must think so more about this..."

"Okay...thanks for the talk, I'm going to be by the pool with Rob," she said and the door hinges opened.

"Hello, there," I greeted her pretending I had no idea what was just said.

"Pool?" she asked, I nodded quietly next to her.

We played by the pool for hours until the sun turned black and the moon came out we talked about various things, I told her of London and how one day I'd like to take her to the London Eye, even though it was to h kiss her, I still wanted to take her. I didn't realize life was this free and this fufilling until I had met her, until she had been in my life. It was late and Kristen said she had to come in and we were talking pretty close about personal things.

"I think you have to go now, Rob," she told me reluctantly.

"We'll talk tomorrow?" I asked sweetly, not wanting to go now.

"Yes, we will, I'll call you in the morning," she said, with our faces inches apart I took the plunge and put my lips on hers kissing her a sweet good bye, which left her stunned.

Quiet.

What had I done?

I owe you all a HUGGEEEE apology for not finishing and then leaving you with a cliffhanger, I'm so evil, I know.

I have to explain why I didn't update for so long, I had planned to, but I needed to make an outline for the story, which I have done, which means I'll try and update more, also I'm writing a Real Person Fic for my best friend Britney on my Livejournal which needs to be updated too. But that doesn't explain why I didn't update right. Well, the week of the first chapter I was getting ready for finals, studying, then a trip to Georgia, then its been so busy lately on Twitter and in my real life, I couldn't find time to even look up, much less write, and also I wanted to make this as best as it can be, and my laptop kept deleting portions of what I had written. My life is pretty suckish and I'm so sorry! But if you stuck with me, I hope you're prepared for a long a bumpy ride with Robert and Kristen. Next chapter will be MTV Movie Awards, return of Micheal, and more Rob and Kristen interactions. Love you all to bits a fruity pieces!

Reviews are like the movie Eclipse, the best, the brightest, the most amazing thing ever. And also filled with Robsten goodiness.