(Chapter 3)
Rob's POV
Something about Kristen made me feel like she's THE ONE. I was driving back to my house, grateful that my manager, Nick, made me try out for the part of Edward. Now I'm working with the prettiest woman in the history of women I've dated. I thought about all the girls I've dated, not once did I feel the same feeling I'm having right now as I think about Kristen. Maybe I should call her tonight and ask her if we can start the script together tomorrow. I pulled into the driveway, and got out of my car, feeling my heartbeat slow. My heart rate quickened at the sight of Kristen back there, she just had that look about her. It was like we connected right then. I wonder if she's dating right now.
Later that night, I grabbed my cellphone, and dialed her number with shaky hands, feeling very nervous. The phone rang three times, then she picked it up, breathless. "Hello? Rob, is that you?" I instantly felt relaxed when she spoke. It was like nothing else mattered except her right then. "Yeah, it's me. Listen, I was wondering…maybe tomorrow we could study the script and then maybe go out for a bite?" It sounded more like a question to me than a statement. She probably heard it too. "Umm, sure…I mean, I don't know about the going out for a bite part, but we could absolutely study. But you should meet the cast first. They're cool." My eyebrows went up. "We have the rest of the cast already?" I asked, my voice getting caught. "Yeah, I mean…Edward was the last character to be cast. Sorry about that." I sighed, putting my hand in my head. I should have known that. "Okay. Well, let's invite the cast too. Then I'll get to know them better." I was suddenly aware of my own heart beating fast again. What if she brings someone along? Then I'll know she's dating. "Yeah, I guess we could. Do you mind if I bring someone? I mean, I have a boyfriend. Michael."
In bed, the realization of her having a boyfriend really hit me hard, and I was feeling like an idiot. God, Rob, feeling lovesick over a girl that already has a boyfriend? That's really smart. I rolled over, and groaned into the pillow. I never wanted to leave this bed, ever. I went to sleep with that thought rolling around in my head, and woke up the next morning, all ready to go. By the time I was driving to her house, I thought about what was running through my mind last night. Shit, don't think about that, just go study your lines with her! I scolded myself. I took a deep breath, and walked up to her front door, and knocking on it. She came to the door ten minutes later, and motioned me inside with a smile. "Hey, you made it! Hey guys, this is Rob, our new Edward Cullen." I was shocked for a second. "What-Kristen, what did you do?" I hissed, and tried to go back out to my car. "Nuh-uh. You're coming inside. Come on. Don't be a sissy." She dragged me inside, and I forced a smile. "Hi, I'm Nikki!" One of the girls said, running up to me and taking my hand. "Rob." I said, and took her hand. "I'm Ashley! I'm playing Alice, the annoying pixie." She laughed, and I faked my laughter. "Hey, I'm Kellan. You'll like me when I'm around, trust me." I smiled, for real this time. They're not too bad after all. "And last but not least, I'm Jackson. Now, you already know Kristen, so let's get this party started!"
After about 2 hours, I was enjoying myself. We were all playing truth or dare, and it was Kellan's turn. "Rob, truth or dare?" He asked me. I had already had a couple beers, and was feeling in the mood for a dare, so I said, "Dare." He grinned, and looked at Kristen. "I dare you to kiss Kristen." All the girls gasped, and Nikki slapped Kellan. "Kel, she has a boyfriend." Kellan shrugged, and already dying for the kiss, I crawled up next to Kristen, who was sitting on the other side of me, and pulled her towards me. She wasn't really into the kiss at first, but then she started REALLY kissing me. I moaned, sliding my tongue into her mouth, and she backed away, slapping me in the face. "JERK!" She screamed at me, and got up. I cocked my head in frustration, trying to make sense of why she slapped me. "Way to go, Rob." Ashley stood and went to go find Kristen. "It was a game! A stupid, fucking game!" I said, and got up to grab my keys. "Where are you going?" Jackson asked, sipping his beer. "Home. I was supposed to study lines with Kristen, not play truth or dare with you." And that was that.
Kristen's POV
"Kristen, where are you?" Ashley called as I sat in my room, sobbing like a little baby. Michael's not going to be happy about this. "In here!" I called, and a few seconds later, my door opened. I looked up at her, and then burst into new tears. "Michael will understand. And it wasn't Rob's fault, it was Kellan's, so you should probably apologize to Rob." I sniffled, and nodded in understanding. "Thanks Ash. You make everything better. I don't know what I'd do without you." She grinned and helped me up. I walked down the stairs, and everyone looked at me. "What? Where's Rob?" I asked, not looking at Kellan. "Rob went home. He was pissed that you invited us over. Something about studying lines with you?" Jackson said, scratching his head. Oh, shit. That's not good. I just ruined a friendship that could possibly turn into something more. Way to go, Kristen. "Alright, I'm calling Rob. Can you guys leave? I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but…" They nodded in response, and all walked out of the house, leaving me to call Rob.
"Rob, its Kris, call me back please." I hung up, sighing. He's not answering my calls, that's weird. And wasn't he a little drunk before he left? Oh my god, this party wasn't a good idea. I frantically dialed Ashley, and she picked up after two rings. "Hey, what's wrong?" I paced the living room, freaking out. "Rob's the problem! Did he get home? He's not answering my calls." Ashley thought for a minute, but it seemed like hours to me. Freaking out doesn't help the nerves. "Yeah, he did. I called to make sure he was home. He seemed a little drunk and depressed." I fell back on the couch, sighing in relief. "Good. Well, thanks, Ashley. Did he say anything about me?" She thought again. "Yeah, he told me to tell you I'm sorry. In his drunken state, he probably won't remember anything tomorrow, so you'll be off the hook." I groaned, and then looked at the time. It was almost 10:30. "Alright, I'll see you later. I'm going to hit the hay." I stretched, and got up. "Okay. Rob seemed really worried about you. You should call him tomorrow." "Yeah, yeah, I will. I'll see you in two weeks. I cannot wait till this thing starts!" I laughed. "Yeah, I know right? See you."