Paparazzi
BPOV:
"I don't care how pathetic it is. I feel better doing it." I glared up at Alice. I was sitting on a rack of clothing trying to grab back that happy sensation I had had when I first heard Edward.
I bit down on my lip of all the random outbursts I had been having lately; one at a live show, another at an autograph signing, and even one in the middle of a photo with a fan!
I blushed at the thought of that one.
"Bella, I hate seeing you so torn up like this." She sighed as she sat down next to me. I looked down feeling guilty.
I was such a black hole sucking Alice into my depression with me.
"Alice, don't worry about me. I'll be fine." I smiled the best I could.
She frowned at my response and looked off into the distance. "I was hoping to put this off so you wouldn't freak and cancel but I need to…tell you something?" She started twisting her hands.
"What?" I asked alarmed.
"Jasper and I are getting married." She cried. I smiled. "…and Edward's coming to this concert." My smile fell.
"What?" I shouted.
"Yeah Jasper proposed a couple of weeks ago with this gorgeous French restaurant-"
"Alice…" I growled.
She sighed. "I know you're mad but I hate to see that you're going to back down from hosting this great show because you have to host with him-"
I gasped. "So you're saying he's not only here, but he's also hosting!"
She nodded meekly. She stood up and threw her arms up weakly, "Surprise?"
I stood up and began to fidget with my curl. (Here Bella is wearing that awesome outfit Gaga wore to the Grammy's, the one with the lights surrounding her dress).
"Oh, my" I muttered.
"Bella, come on, we got a do the first rerun. Your idiot co-host is late and he'll have to read off cards." The man called out as we walked out and began to practice.
APOV:
I bit down on my lip as the man with the weird black headset tugged Bella out.
"That went better than I thought," I muttered to myself. Now I had to…tell Edward.
I closed my eyes as I began to dial his number.
Come on, Alice, you can do it! Who's number one? I'm number one! Who's number one?
"Hello?"
"I'M NUMBER ONE!" I shouted. Whoops, "I mean Hey Edward." I rolled my eyes at how I could never keep my pep speeches in my head.
"Hey Alice, what's with the personal ego boosting?" He chuckled. I took a deep breath.
"I have some surprising 'might make you mad' news and some good news." I replied in a tiny voice.
I heard an angry honk in the background. "Damn I'm going to be late." He muttered.
"Alice, give me the bad news," he said.
I panicked. "That choice is not available at the moment; please leave a message after the beep."I paused. "Beep?"
"Alice, at least give me the good news," he sighed.
"I'm going to get married!" I shouted. I had already told everyone but I loved repeating myself.
"Alice you told me last week like 10 times!" He sighed.
"Did I? I must've forgotten. My mother always said I had awful memory-"
"Alice, what is the bad news?"
I choked. "You see Edward the bad news is that…" I paused to think of a way to delay it. "I will tell you the bad news now, at 6 in the night here in New York. I will tell you this news because you have asked for it, and therefore I will respond. It would be silly for me not to respond. Isn't that sensible of me to conclude? Yup, I will tell you this piece of information that has been labeled bad news-"
"Alice! Stop, you're driving me nuts with worry. What happened?"
"!"I muttered in one breath.
"Alice, did I hear Bella's name in that gibberish?" He asked worriedly. "Is she okay?"
"Yes," I sighed defeated. "Edward you and Bella are co-hosting tonight's show together. "
Silence.
"Edward?"
"Is she okay with this?" He asked in a small concerned voice.
"Yeah she's okay." I lied for her benefit. Poor Bells…
"Well…I don't know. She must hate my guts for how I acted and it wouldn't be sensible for me to show up, being love sick."
"Wait." I squealed loudly. "You still love her!"
"How can I not?" He sighed loudly.
I screamed. "GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE AND TELL HER!"
"But she hates…me? Doesn't she?"I could practically hear him frown.
"Okay Edward, get your butt down here and I'll show you a song she wrote just for you. It'll make you feel like you can get away with a lot of bull shit."
"I'm already there." And he hung up but not before I heard his engine rev.
EPOV:
I revved the engine menacingly. I could see the end of traffic. I was almost there, I thought frustrated.
This car hadn't budged in 40 minutes and I was getting sick of it. I looked to my side and noted the other irritated people. I turned back to the overweight police officer whom did nothing.
Time to form a mob, I smirked.
I began to honk and soon enough the whole line of traffic followed suit. The officers began to talk amongst each other and they miraculously realized we wanted to MOVE.
The officers let us all pass and soon I was speeding down the streets of Miami to where Bella was. Bella's music was an out loud diary to her public. I knew that whatever that song said was crucial to be heard.
I managed to move around to the back of the building and away from the red carpet. I jogged inside and asked for Alice.
"Alice!" I called out as I walked in. I spotted her hovering over the racks talking to someone.
"Bella, you really have to stop doing that." Alice sighed.
I could hear Bella's sweet, sweet voice from the door. "Alice, can't you leave me to my misery?"
Alice saw me and discreetly smiled. "Bella I love that new song you wrote."
I could hear the smile in Bella's voice as she said, "You seem to like them all."
"Well I LOVE this one." Alice smiled as she hooked her iPod on some near by speakers. We heard Bella's voice ring out as she sung random notes and sang, "Want your bad romance."
I want your ugly
I want your disease
I want your everything as long as it's free
I want your love
Love love love love
I want your love
I want your drama
the touch of your hand
I want your leather studded kiss in the sand
I want your love
Love love love love
I want your love
You know that I want
And you know that I need you
I want it bad
Your bad romance
I want your love
I want you revenge
You and me
At a bad romance
I want your love
All you love is revenge
You and me
At a bad romance
Caught in a bad romance
Caught in a bad romance
Ra-ra-ma
I want your horror
I want your design
because you're a criminal as long as your mine
I want your love
Love love love love
I want your love
I want you psycho, your vertigo stick
I want to be the one to mother when your baby is sick
You know that I want
and you know that I need you
I want it bad
Your bad romance
I want your love
I want you revenge
You and me
At a bad romance
I want your love
All you love is revenge
You and me
At a bad romance
Caught in a bad romance
Caught in a bad romance
Alice's voice rang out over the music. "Who'd you write the song for Bella?"
I could see Bella's back now as she stood from behind the rack. "You know who Bella?"
"Remind me," Alice ordered sweetly.
"Edward," She sighed.
I don't want to be friends
I don't want to be friends
I don't want to be friends
WANT YOUR BAD ROMANCE!
"Edward?" Alice called out to me. Bella didn't see me and sighed as she thought that Alice was just repeating what she said.
"Yes, Alice, Edward," She huffed.
Alice giggled. "No silly, I mean to greet Edward. He's here."
Bella stiffened up as she turned slowly to me. "Oh, this is grand. I just spilled myself out right in front of him."
"I'll leave you two love birds alone," Alice smiled. Then she looked off into the distance as if remembering something. "I remember those days. When I was young and in love and without a care in the world…But now I'm engaged!" She patted me on the back and ran out.
"Bella I'm stupid." I simply stated. Bella raised her eyebrow.
"Elaborate, please," She whispered.
"I got so jealous at the thought of there being a man in your life besides me. I blew up at my stupid assumption of there actually being an Alejandro."I took a deep breath. "When I was corrected by my friend, Tanya, I realized that I don't deserve you. I don't deserve you when I'm so vile and selfish and repugnant."
She walked over and pulled my hands out of my hair. I hadn't realized I was pulling on my hair.
"Edward I want everything about you. I want your habit of pulling your hair, your habit of pinching the bridge of your nose, your habit of licking your lips when you're nervous," She stared down at them and noted how her long eyelashes brushed her cheek.
"I love your music, I love how you love your family, I love how you understand me, and I love your hazel eyes." She said looking at me. "I wouldn't trade any of your traits for another."
"I love you," she breathed as I put my hand on her lower back and pressed her against me.
"I want you and I love you all the time Bella. You are intoxicating and addictive."I murmured. Our noses touched and I could feel her rapid heart beat against my chest. I knew she could feel mine.
I could feel the heat of her blush.
"I can't wait for the proper waiting time to come for when I can marry you," I whispered passionately as I leaned in for the kiss.
A/N
Well, I love this ending, I really do. I also have this amazing epilogue planned out. I wanted to finish this story before the end of July. At the end of July awaits my quince thus bringing more sweat and anxiety rather than happiness and excitement.
And I will remain silent as July and August hit. I have to be in the court of another friend's quince for a fun dance and a waltz on top of four college classes and four high school classes. The epilogue will be up Very soon, if not already up. So enjoy that!