Disclaimer: sadly, I do not twilight
A/N: hi everyone, so sorry for the very late update, my laptop was playing up so I had no access to any of my stuff. Hopefully it's all sorted now, so until the next chapter that won't be an issue.
So anyway here we have wedding number 1 for Emmett and Rosalie, with of course loads of drama! Enjoy !
Chapter 10 – Wishful Thinking
Rosalie POV
There was a knock on the door, so turning round after adjusting the top of my strapless white dress I went to the door letting Alice in.
"Hey" she sighed and smiled widely at me, taking in the simple sweetheart neckline dress, in ivory with the fabric gathered in at the waist to one side then flowing out to just below my knees. Alice held two bunches of flowers; white roses, ranunculus and purple daisies, she handed me the larger bouquet before smoothing out the top of her hair, that was out of her usual spiky style and in smooth curls pinned off of her face.
"It's time Rose" nodding I followed her out of the room that was Alice's bedroom, we walked down the stairs and outside where Carlisle was waiting for us in his black Mercedes.
Then at that moment just as Alice and I got in the back seat, a police cruiser pulled up in the driveway just in front of Carlisle's car.
Charlie Swan got out of the cruiser and I got out of the car, leaving the door open and meeting him halfway. He looked unhappy as he saw my flowers and dress, knowing as the entire town knew what was happening today.
"Rosalie"
"Chief Swan, I assume you're not here to congratulate me or wish me luck?" his moustache twitched and I took that not to be a good sign.
"It's about your father" he looked to Alice, Carlisle and Esme who watched us intently then back to me his jaw tense. "Could I have a quiet word with you?"
"I'm running late as it is Chief Swan"
"I'll be quick, you should hear what I have to say" looking down at my dress, I sighed throwing up my hands and then nodding.
"Alright, but can we keep this quick Chief. I kinda have my wedding to get to" we walked over to the cruiser, as he smiled humourlessly.
"I'll keep it quick Rosalie" what he said was much more serious, he spoke in a low voice occasionally glancing over at the Cullen's who gazed at us with open curiosity. Nodding at what he said, when he finished I pursed my lips and crossed my arms, turning to look away from everyone I took a shallow breath, releasing it quickly.
"Thank you...for telling me. But I need to get...to get going"
"Rosalie, did you hear what I said?" he looked at me with concern his moustache twitching as he did so.
"Yes"
"And...?"
"I have to go" walking back to the car, I put my hand on the open car door, glancing to Carlisle. "Aren't we leaving now?" from behind me I heard the door of the cruiser shut as I got inside, Alice following me along with Carlisle. The cruiser backed out of the driveway, driving off in the opposite direction we went in, through the car journey everyone was quiet, with one question on their mind.
"Rose..." Alice began.
"Alice, I think my eye makeup is a little smudged. Do you have a mirror?" I interrupted her, she merely nodded before rummaging in her purse and handing me a small compact mirror. "Thanks"
"Rose..."
"Do you have any tissues?" she passed me one, as I dabbed under my eyes carefully. She fell silent again, giving up on trying to talk to me, until the car came to a stop.
"Girls, we are here" killing the engine, he took out the keys tugging at his tie as he got out of the car and opened the door for me.
"Thank you" he smiled at me and I smiled back, he then took my hand and squeezed it lightly in a gesture of comfort before letting go and leading us inside. We were led into a small side room, Carlisle leaving and Esme coming in a few moments later, beaming ear to ear when she saw us.
"You look stunning Rosalie and you Alice" she almost had tears in her eyes when she stepped forward to hug us both, in a grip tighter than her tiny and delicate frame indicated she was capable of.
"Thank you Esme"
"Oh" she sniffed, waving her hands to try and stop herself from crying, Alice rolling her eyes. "That's okay sweetheart, we are all ready when you are"
"Okay" my voice started to crack as I realised how close I was to getting married, at just eighteen. Alice stood by my side, smiling and rubbing my arm comfortingly, turning my head to her then looking back to my soon to be mother-in-law I forced a smile on my face. "Can I just have a moment?" nodding emphatically she took a step back.
"Sure honey, just let me know when you're ready" smiling at me again, she turned around and walked out of the door. When she left I let out a puff of air, walking to the window not really looking at as I placed my jittery hands on my waist breathing in and out carefully.
"Hey Rose, are you alright?" waving her off, I nodded.
"Yeah, I'm, I'm fine, just great, great" breathing faster I started fanning myself, turning riund to face Alice. "Is it hot in here?"
"You're just nervous, it'll be alright"
"It will, won't it?" she opened her mouth to respond, but I talked over her. "of course it will, of course. I love Emmett, what could go wrong"
"You love him?" this was more of a statement than a question, if I didn't love him why would I be here?
"Yes, yes I do"
"Then get out there and let him know" straightening up, I nodded with determination walking to the door my hand freezing on the handle.
"But what if...what if I ruin it, what if we just don't work out?"
"You'll never know, not for sure. It could be wonderful, you could be brilliant together but you'll never know until you try"
"Okay, okay" smoothing out the front of my dress and my hair I nodded. "I'm ready" she smiled widely, patting my shoulder going to open the door and walking on ahead to tell the others I was ready. Leaving the door open, I head the start of the piano that signified that it was time to enter.
Adjusting the bouquet I held, I walked out pausing for a moment when I saw the registry room. In the chairs on either side were only a few people; Esme, Carlisle, Bella, Jasper, Angela, Ben. Angela Webster's father was officiating and in front of him stood Emmett with his best man Edward to his side. Alice had just walked up to Emmett and stood to the other side opposite the best man and everyone was standing turning round as I walked to the front.
When Emmett turned to look at me, his smile was wide, happy and without any doubt. His confident fuelled my own and I held up my head, smiling back and picking up my pace. Any fear or nerves I felt earlier, melted away with that smile and the look he gave me.
Getting to him he took my hands, both of our smiled never faltering everything faded away and I was barely aware of anyone else as we exchanged vows and then rings. Edward and Alice handing us the rings, taking each other's hands again and slipping on the plain wedding bands the weight of the ring was comforting. It made all of this very real, this was proof, proof of the fact that I loved and was loved in return it was a promise.
We were staring at each other so intently that Mr Webster had to clear his throat to get our attention and nudge Emmett, to the amusement of everyone else.
"This is the part when you kiss your bride, Emmett"
"Oh, yeah" then without delay he scooped me into his arms, tilting us back before grandly kissing me. The kiss was soft and tentative at first then as I smiled against his lips I kissed him back and our select few guests fell into applause, as I grabbed him tighter and took over kissing him harder. Pulling apart slightly flushed but over joyed, my left hand in his right as we grinned overjoyed at everyone before turning to sign the register, his hand only leaving mine to sign.
"I take great pleasure to introduce, Mr and Mrs Cullen" our happiness was mirrored by the smiles on our guest faces as we almost ran outside to the car waiting for us, confetti raining down on us.
"This is it"
"What?" I asked as he got out the car keys and we got in, shutting the door as another rain of confetti fell hitting the roof of the car. He reached over to take my hand, kissing the back of my hand before leaning forward to kiss me again.
"The rest of our life...together. Mrs Cullen"
"Say that again"
"What?" I turned and leaned closer, keeping my hand in his.
"Mrs Cullen"
"Mrs. Rosalie. Lillian. Cullen" each word was punctuated with a kiss, to my forehead, cheeks, nose and then my lips, his voice a low whisper as his warm breath fanned across my skin that tingled with each small touch.
Getting to my apartment, I shut the door behind me and leaned my back against it sliding down it till I was sat on the floor staring at my hands. Covering my face, I let out a strangled moan, I couldn't believe it.
I had made myself the fool for Emmett Cullen, after two years f successfully avoiding him with a few words and touches, my wall had crumbled and I had let him in. and here I was the same place I always ended when I got involved with Emmett, alone and with no to blame but myself.
Frustrated I scrambled to my feet, rushing to my room and grabbing the box under my bed, original I know. Well, as cliché as it was, there were some things I was unwilling to let go of. Inside there was the cake topper from our second wedding, a silver heel, the cork from the bottle of champagne we drank on our first night in our new apartment in Buffalo. Shifting through the other memento's I got to the stack of divorce papers, I had moved from the closet as I had kept seeing them most morning when I got ready for work.
Lifting them out, I rooted around for a pen when my phone started to ring, vibrating and flashing wildly as I fished it out of my bag, answering it without glancing at the screen, assuming it was Alice.
"Rose" it wasn't Alice, hanging up I dropped the phone to the bed, locating a pen atop my bedside table. Uncapping it I found out that it wasn't working, in my frustration I threw it against the wall by the door, where it bounced off and landed a few feet away from me.
My phone rang again but this time I checked the screen, then I dropped it back onto the bed letting it go to voicemail instead of answering it. Still looking for a pen, I went back into the living room, to no avail.
Back in my room, I kicked off my heels and took off my jacket dropping it on my bed when my phone rang again. This time I lost my patient, throwing it against the door where it smashed the ringing coming to a halt as the broken bits of my cell fell to the floor. And I let out another strangled moan and crumpled to my knees, leaning my head against the side of the bed and closing my eyes.
Half an hour later I dragged myself into the bathroom, splashing my face with cold water and washing off my makeup and then changing into a pair of loose black shorts and a pale green V-neck with short sleeves.
Going to the kitchen, I got a glass of water sipping it as I sat on the couch but didn't turn on the television, sitting in the darkened apartment in silence when Alice unlocked the door. Flicking on the lights, her eyes falling onto me on the sofa as she dropped her keys in the bowls and shrugged off her jacket.
"Rosalie, how come you left early?"
"Oh, I had to go back to the restaurant, sort some things out" I turned away as she sat next to me, gazing at me with her bright green eyes that could always see right through me, which was why I kept my response to her vague.
"I saw Emmett" I gulped down my water not wanting to say anything to betray myself. "And Tanya" I opened my mouth to say something because knowing that he had someone else, a fiancé made me feel sick.
It wasn't just that he had someone else in his life, it was more that I had unknowingly taken part in an affair. Though I did not know this woman, I knew she would be devastated if she knew her fiancée had had an affair, anyone would.
"Rosalie, I am so sorry. I should have told you about Tanya, but I wasn't sure you'd want to hear it after what happened with you and Emmett separating" I shook my head, looking down at my lap twiddling my fingers not wanting to look at Alice as I lied to her face.
"Its' fine, he's moved on. It has been over two years, Alice"
"You sure you're okay?" I nodded and she patted my shoulder before getting to her feet and going to the kitchen.
Standing up slowly, I looked to the home phone and spotted the pad of paper and the pen next to it. Testing the pen, it working and then Alice came out of the kitchen with a glass of water, smiling at me.
"I'm gonna get an early night, I have a meeting in the morning. Night"
"Night, night" she walked towards her room, pausing by my door.
"Rose?"
"Yeah?" I took a few steps towards her following her gaze to my open bedroom door and the crushed phone on the floor.
"What happened to your phone?"
"Nothing, I accidentally dropped it" I tried to inject an air of nonchalance into my voice. She raised a brow not quite believing me, but not really having a reason to believe otherwise.
"Okay then" she said sceptically, then shaking her head and walking away as I went to my room and shut the door behind me quietly.
~X~X~X~
Having dropped the signed papers off, to be signed by Emmett, I avoided seeing him in person. I was still to furious and upset to have a reasonable conversation with him, so I threw myself into work.
Arriving early for the delivery, waiting as the back of the truck opened I went over the new inventory twice driving Danny mad with boredom. When the new menus came, I nearly punched the delivery boy, who had gotten my order mixed up with that of a nearby Indian restaurant.
Tasting the special for the week, I had an argument with Marcus who insisted the carbonara was great, yet I thought it was swimming in too much cream. I kept myself busy enough for the next few days that I barely had time to eat and sleep, overworking a lot of my staff and causing some friction.
Two days after the party, I was telling Danny to go over the inventory again as there seemed to be some discrepancies.
"I did it yesterday and that means I'll be late for my mom's appointment"
"Well that's a shame, but you are paid to work not complain, do it and take out the trash first" expelling a long breath of air, I heard the clicks of heels walking towards me. Slapping on my fake smile as I turned to greet the new customer, I froze when I saw Bree's daughter Tanya.
"Rosalie?"
"Tanya?" I stretched my smile further, feeling like my face might crack under the pressure. "How are you?"
"I'm great, how are you?" she smiled widely, showing off straightened and bleached teeth under lips that were probably only eighty percent hers. She was pretty, I couldn't deny that, with shoulder length pale blond hair and blue eyes, framed by delicate brows and the tiniest bit of mascara she could have been a model, especially with her figure.
I also couldn't help but notice we were both blond and blue eyed, Emmett certainly had a thing for blonds.
"I'm good, really good"
"Good, well could we perhaps go to your office?" she patted the side of the expensive looking leather bag she had slung over one shoulder. "My mother wanted me drop off some paper work for the partnership. If you and your boss are still up for it, that is?"
"Yeah" I nodded and took a step back. "Yeah, of course. This way" leading her to the office, she shut the door behind her and we took our seats, with Tanya taking out the paperwork. I ignored my new phone, I had left it on the desk as it had been ringing wildly with a new text or call that I would not answer.
Placing the papers on the desk, I took them and skimmed through it glancing back to Tanya as my phone started flashing as me, vibrating at the same time. Ignoring it again I continued to look at the papers, she raised an eyebrow as she glanced at me the phone and then back to me.
"Aren't you going to get that?" I looked up at her.
"Hmm?"
"Your phone's ringing" she said pointedly, gazing at the screen I saw Emmett's name flashing on it, so taking a shallow breath I shook my head going back to the document in front of me.
"It's not important"
"I don't mind, if you take it"
"It's fine" I said through gritted teeth, and the awkward silence fell on us again till I came to the end of the document. "Well, it looks good but I'll go through it with my boss and we can set up a meeting with Bree, to sign it"
"That sounds reasonable"
"Good, now if that's all ...?" I raised an eyebrow, getting to my feet as my phone stopped ringing. Tanya however didn't look like she was finished, crossing her legs she smiled again and it almost looked nervous?
"Actually, I kinda wanted to talk to you?"
"You did?"
"Yeah, I wanted to talk to you actually. I've heard a lot about you from both Alice and Emmett, apparently you were very good friends" her comment suggested she didn't know about my romantic history with him or she probably would avoided me like the plague.
"I've been friend with Alice since school"
"And Emmett?"
"Are you trying to get the gossip on his ex-girlfriends?" she smiled and nodded.
"Guilty" she laughed, not noticing that I didn't. "I guess I want to know what I'm letting myself in for, before we get married"
"When is that?"
"Oh, we haven't settled on a date yet. Although I do have my eye on a place back in Seattle for the day, if Emmett goes for it the date will be in four months"
"That sound's great" I said with fake enthusiasm, smiling hard the whole time.
"Here we are" Emmett said with a flourish, throwing open the front door but stopping me when I took a step forward.
"What?"
"We have to do this properly" I raised my eyebrows and put my hands on my hips. That was until Emmett scooped me up into his arms, bridal style, shocking me as he grinned and walked over the threshold. "Welcome to our new home, Mrs Cullen" smiling back I slapped his chest.
"Now can you put me down?" it was more of a demand, and so he acquiesced lowering me to my own feet, but keeping my back to his chest and his arms round my waist.
"So, what now?" he spoke in a low voice, his breath tickling my ear. Kissing his cheek, I turned and took a step back taking hold of his hand.
"Well, we could unpack now. Unless..." I peeled off the sweater I had worn on the journey, letting it drop to the floor. "You want to test the bed?"
He needed no more prompting, following me as I walked backwards a few more steps.
"The cases can wait a bit longer, can't they?" my response was to undo the top few buttons of my shirt, just enough so he could see the white lace bra I wore. Then walking faster, he caught up to me kissing me and pushing the door open before lifting me up to chuck me on the bed.
With a smile, he joined me on the bed crawling up the bed and hovering above me, dipping his head lower to capture my lips again, in a searing kiss.
"Finally"
"Finally" he echoed, kissing me hard and mussing up my hair as he ran his hands through it. "So beautiful" he murmured into the side of my neck, his kisses going lower.
"I love you Emmett"
"I love you too, wife"
Three days later, our phone rang as Emmett was in the shower and I was unpacking some more boxes that just arrived.
"Hello?"
"Rosie?"
"Who is this?"
"It's your father" I gasped, frozen as i let it sink in.
"Don't call me again" i put down the phone, slamming it down and back ing away from it like it could bite me.
Most of the staff had left and I was closing up, my phone ringing as I locked up. Getting ready to ignore the call, Robert's name flashed across the screen. With a sigh I remembered our last encounter, there was someone else I had alienated, shrugging to myself I accepted the call.
"Hello?"
"Why do I get the impression that you are ignoring me?"
"Hi Robert" I turned away from the door, remaining there as cars past me by along with a few cabs as well.
"Hi Rose, so are you ignoring me?"
"No, I'm not. I've been busy, that's all" there was a short pause and I started walking the edge of the sidewalk.
"Good"
"Good" another pause. "Is there another reason why you called?"
"Yes"
"Anytime today, would be nice, Rob" he let out a chuckle, breaking some of the tention.
"What are up to now?"
"I just locked up"
"So...you're free for a drink?" looking up, I cab headed towards me coming to a halt in front of me when I stuck my hand out.
"Sure, why not? Where shall I meet you?"
~X~X~X~
"Rose!" hearing my name being called from by the bar, I turned and saw Robert waving to me as he drank a bottle of beer. The bar we met at was one of those old fashioned bars, that was only twenty minutes away from my apartment. I had half expected him to direct to one of those designer bars, where the drinks were three times more expensive, but with a nice atmosphere, not too loud but chatty, the bartender was a stout man in his late thirties, handing out drinks with a polite smile.
"Hey Rob" he smiled and gave me a one armed hug, not one for hugs I let it slide, hopping on to the bar stool next to him.
"What will it be? Wine? Beer? Vodka?"
"I'll just go for a small white wine" smiling widely and nodding he got me the drink, turning to me after paying with the smile still on his face. "Right...so how are things?"
"Good, although for some reason I have to film some ad for Levi. Apparently me half naked on a load of posters and billboards isn't enough" I couldn't help but laugh at the genuinely baffled look on his face.
"At least you're not completely naked"
"I wouldn't put it past any of them" he grumbled swinging his beer back and draining it, putting it down with a sigh he motioned to the bar tender for another.
"Take it easy there, sport"
"Not you and all, ever since I got here it's been be here at eight, no late nights, no parties. You would think I was a bad dog or summat"
"What fame's not all it's cracked up to be?" arching an eyebrow and smiling to show I was teasing him, he scowled and took another deep gulp of his beer.
"I just want to box, to do what I love. So why do I need sponsorship from Levi's or some sport's drink? Or even endorse some new body spray?"
"Publicity, so people know who you are, know your face. It where all the money is, I'm told by Alice" he scoffed, running a hand through his hair, mussing it up a bit.
"Alice is nice, she at least gave me some warning before thrusting me into all of the publicity"
"Yeah, I've known Alice since high school. She is good at her job, she's good with people. You're lucky to have someone like her" he shrugged.
"I guess I am, at least I know she isn't doing it for a bigger pay check" swigging his beer he, slammed it back down on to the top of the bar, sighing again before turning his body to face me and smiling at me once more. "Anyway, enough with me and my whining, what's been going on with you, gorgeous?" I shook my head, sipping my wine as I shifted my focus away from him.
"Nothing, same old, same old. My life is pretty boring, actually" he nodded, the smile fading.
"Now why don't I believe you?"
"Believe, what you want" I said my voice turning icy and defensive.
"Calm down, I was just saying that it seems that there is a little more to it" I took another sip of my wine, finishing it off.
"Well, I'm entitled to a private life aren't I?"
"Yes, yes you are" he nodded, half turning his body away in an effort to seem less imposing. "But, sometimes it helps to share" he shrugged again, like it was nothing turning back to his drink as I sighed and put a hand to my temple.
I hadn't said anything to anyone, not Alice my friend and Emmett's sister or to Emmett himself. I had kept it to myself, letting it weigh on me since I saw the man I once loved with another woman that he would marry in a few months.
"Does it make me a bad person if I do bad things?"
"Well, I think that it depends on what you did and if you're remorseful for it" still leaning my head against my hand, I closed my eyes.
"I...I don't think, it's nearly that easy"
"It's as easy as you want it to be" he put a hand over mine on my knee, squeezing it in a reassuring gesture.
"Hmm" I said, not quite believing him and also feeling a little uncomfortable with how close he was, especially with his hand on mine.
"How about another drink?"
"What?" he jerked his head in the direction of my empty wine glass.
"Fuck it, why not?" strategically moving my hand away then raising it t0o the attention of the bartender, so as to pass off the move as something else, I snapped on a smile as he headed towards us.
"What can I get for you?"
"Two shots of tequila, please"
"Haven't you got work tomorrow?" asked Rob with a raised eyebrow, though the question wasn't too serious.
"They can deal without me for a day" was my caviller response as I handed over a few bucks as my drinks arrived, placing a shot in front of Robert and taking one for myself. "Unless, you don't think you can keep up?" I said, lifting my shot and raising my eyebrows in a challenge.
"I could drink you under the table, love" he reached for the glass and a wedge of lime, salting the side of his hand.
"Prove it" in one smooth movement, he lifted the glass to his lips and knocked it back, his face contorting slightly as the liquid tipped down his throat.
"Now you" I followed suit, earning myself another smile from Robert. It was a carefree smile, more like the smile of a kid with the same look of amusement and hint of mischief.
"Hey!" the man tending the bar, turned to face me so I raised my empty glass, pointing to it with my other hand. "Just bring us the bottle" Robert's smile grew wider and I smiled back.
He brought over the bottle, along with more lime wedges and salt and we quickly did another shot each.
"Right, so Rosalie Hale"
"So, Robert Walsh" he brushed off my teasing tone, continuing like he hadn't been interrupted.
"How is it I know almost nothing about you?" he didn't mention the way we had originally met and for that I was grateful, he had never asked and I didn't want to have to explain my behaviour that day.
"Okay how about this..." I poured more shots. "For each shot, if you tell me something about you then I'll do the same" he nodded taking a shot and lifting it to touch the edge of the one in my hand.
"Alright, then...how about this, I am the youngest out of seven and the only boy in a family of girls"
"Tough, I'm an only child" we both did our shots at the same time, Robert pouring the next.
"I almost eloped with my college girlfriend" he offered, I titled my head and gave him a sideways glance.
"What happened?"
"She slept with my best friend" I rolled my eyes.
"Original" he winced at my comment. "Sorry" he shook it off dismissively, smoothing out his expression.
"Your turn" he handed me the glass, his fingers lightly brushing against mine.
"I got married twice...to the same guy" his eyebrows shot up, I wondered how shocked he'd be if I told him the whole story?
"How'd that work out?"
"A divorce and a particularly messy separation, anyway we couldn't make it work" time to do our shots, again.
"His loss" there was that smile, sometime in between shots he had moved closer and noticing that I still didn't move away. "Well, how about this, once I went on a lad night out and at the end of the night ended up on a train headed to whales, with the word 'wanker' on my forehead in permanent marker and an old lady giving me the stink eye"
Laughter spilled out and I laughed so hard I almost snorted very loudly, he rolled his eyes crossing his arms over his chest as he waited for me to finish.
"Sorry, I once won a grand in Vegas during a hen night"
"Some luck"
"Yeah, then I got so wasted I lost my purse and my winnings"
"Oh" he said with a sharp intake of breath. Another shot. With a fair bit of tequila in my system, I felt myself loosening up and relaxing.
"How about this, for some reason I know the words to 'Baby Got back' inside out" taking a sip of his beer, he covered his mouth looking like he was about to spit it out. Swallowing it he chocked a few times, I had to slap his back hard before he could breathe properly and then he burst into laughter.
"Really?" I nodded. "Go on then" it was probably the alcohol, but for some insane reason I went over to the jukebox, and searched for the song. The bar suddenly seemed a lot quieter, as the intro started I went back to the bar and did another shot before Sir Mix-A-Lot started to rap.
"I like big butts and I cannot lie" I sang out very loud, getting the attention of other bar patrons and Robert had to press his lips together to stop himself from laughing out loud. "You other brothers can't deny, That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist, And a round thing in your face" I started dancing, flicking my hair and doing an impression of what girls did in rap videos, though judging by some of the looks I was getting I didn't make a total fool of myself.
"You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough, 'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed" then I started to shake my butt, this was the point where Robert burst out into laughter. "Deep in the jeans she's wearing, I'm hooked and I can't stop staring"
Then Robert joined in after knocking back another shot.
"Oh baby, I wanna get with you, And take your picture" he bumped me with his hips both of us smiling like goons as we danced together, attracting even more stares as we rapped slash sang louder. "My homeboys tried to warn me, But that butt you got makes me so horny, Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin, You say you wanna get in my Benz?" we turned to face each other, both of us near to laughing again.
"Well, use me, use me, 'Cause you ain't that average groupie, I've seen them dancin', To hell with romancin', She's sweat, wet, Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette"
"I'm tired of magazines, Sayin' flat butts are the thing, take the average black man and ask him that, she gotta pack much back"
Robert then took the lead "So fella's"
"Yeah!"
"Fellas!"
"Yeah!"
"Has your girlfriend got the butt?"
"Hell yeah!"
"Tell 'em to shake it!"
"Shake it!"
"Shake it!"
"Shake it!"
"Shake that healthy butt!" then in unison: "Baby got back!" we couldn't sing the rest for we fell about in laughter so hard we couldn't breathe, we only stopped laughing when our cheeks hurt and we were on the verge of tears.
"Oh my gosh, I can't believe I just did that!" I said settling back into my seat.
"Are you kidding that was bloody awesome!" he poured us more tequila, and at the same time we did the shots and I could feel myself starting to get wobbly even though I was sitting down.
"Rob, stop spinning the bar"
"You're already wasted, what a lightweight" I scowled at him and went to hit him, but due to my inebriated state I missed and I almost fell of my stool when he caught me.
He had one hand on my shoulder and the other on my waist, and our face were so close together our noses were almost touching. When I was securing on my seat again, he still didn't move his hands from me, he kept one hand on my waist and remained quite close to me.
Then it happened so quickly that my addled mind didn't know who initiated it, but we were kissing and it wasn't altogether unpleasant. He had surprisingly soft lips, though his hands were rough and scarred from fights he'd been in.
Shocking myself I kissed him back, as he kissed me harder his tongue roughly swiping across my bottom lip as my hands found their way to his neck, playing with the hair on the nape of his neck. I was the one to break away first, flushed from the mixture of tequila and the kiss, slowly releasing my grip on him, he leaned his forehead against mine.
"Shall we get a cab?" I nodded, a bit dumb founded at this turn of events he took my hand and led me outside, into the cool night air that felt nice against my overheated skin.
Hailing a cab, we got in me first with Robert helping me before sliding in next to me with his leg pressed against mine as he held my hand still, giving the address of his flat to the cab driver.
A/N: so what do you think about drunk Rosalie's actions? And any thoughts about the wedding or what Charlie might have said to her?
I hope this chapter was worth the wait! I'll try and get the next one out sooner and sorry for the clifflie. Will she or won't she?
See you next time folks!