Story of My Life
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Nor do I own the special guest
You guys are seriously the sweetest, cutest, and funniest reviewers in the existence of the world. I read all of your reviews, and I honestly wish I could send you a reply back. I had sustained an injury, so you all may just get a lovely reply back for your review for this chapter since I'm stuck in bed. You guys are so awesome, I love you and I'm happy you love my story so much. I started another, but I will not neglect this story, if you could check it out that'd be much appreciated. It's called Love Story, and yes it's got a Romeo & Juliet theme to it. But it's got lots of twists, turns, and Ana flavor. Enjoy my loves! PS – LONG CHAPTER AHEAD OF YOU!!
"I kind of, sort of, bought us this cute, tiny, perfect…house?"
If weren't for the fact I was sitting down, I would have fainted right then and there.
I had suspected Edward to do this, just not so suddenly. I mean, we weren't even married yet! I thought maybe he'd get us an apartment...but a house? It was so…so definite. With me, it didn't matter. I knew I wanted forever with Edward, so a house was perfect. But with Edward, I just was astounded. He really meant it. He really wanted this. I was in tears instantly.
"It's not ugly, I promise!" He assured me, rubbing my belly in an attempt to sooth me. Because I'd been crying so much, I was starting to get a handle on my tears. With Edward's soothing and my own method, I stopped crying quickly.
"I'm not worried about that," I explained to him.
"Then what are you worried about?" I could see the fear in his eyes. Edward knew that buying house was a big step. I was either going to hate it or love it. There was no middle ground.
"I'm not worried at all," I began, not really sure what I was at this moment. Mainly, I was shocked. I had to admit I was a little disappointed, I would have loved looking at houses with him. Then again, I'd never be able to pick what I liked. He was a much better judge of taste. Whatever house he picked, I'm sure it was beautiful. I had faith in him. Then again, if it was beautiful that meant it was probably expensive. Where did he think this money was coming from?
"Are you mad at me?" He bit his lip, looking at me with his big green eyes. He knew how to put on the cuteness!
I was, in no way, mad at him. Yes, he acted on impulse and did something major without telling me. Yes, I may hate the house. Yes, he may have spent a boatload of money we don't have. But, he did it because he thought it would make me happy. And even though I had reason to be upset, I just can't find it in my heart to actually get upset. He just wanted to do what he thought was best for me.
"No," I finally sad. He shoulders dropped and he let out a breath I hadn't even seen him take in. After closing his eyes for a brief minute, he turned to look at me.
"Thank god, I don't know what I would do if you were mad," he confessed. I could not stifle a giggle, he was always so cute when he let his guard down. It was just one of the many reasons why I loved him.
"So, when do I get to see it?" I asked. This was turning out to be a very eventful day. I was excited for this new house. It would be just mine and Edwards. The more I thought of it in that aspect, the more I loved it.
He smiled a bit too cheerily before speaking, "Monday..."
"Oh my god, that's so early," I squeaked. There was so much that had to be done. I quickly attempted to get out of the tub, but he stopped me. I turned to look at him, "We've got a lot to do if we are moving Monday Edward."
"Monday after the wedding," he said, a grin plastered on his face.
My whole face dropped. It was one thing that he told me now, got me all excited and then told me I had to wait two weeks to actually see the house. But telling me it was only two days after our wedding, well damn Edward was out of his mind. How in the name of Jesus did he expect us to move in right after our wedding? Was he crazy? That was impossible!
"I know it sounds a little hectic," he tried to explain.
"A little? Edward, it's impossible! So much can go wrong if we try and do it then," I reasoned with him. He had to understand that this was a bad decision. Why couldn't we move in sooner? I did not want to go from happiness of a wedding to stress of a move-in. That was just not one of my ideas of a good time.
"Bella, don't worry. Everything will work out, I promise you," he gently kissed behind my ear as he held me tight from behind. I sighed heavily. This was a lot to process and very stressful to think about.
"I don't know Edward, I mean this is really...I don't even think there is a word for this," I said. I honestly could not describe this whole situation in one word.
"I will take care of us, you need to believe that," he said softly, but his words were strong. He meant every last one. "I'm yours forever, I will always take care of you. I love you."
Because I didn't want to be the psycho pregnant girl who freaks out over everything and worries about nothing, I pushed this aside. I was not going to think about this 24/7 and I was not going to let it bother me. I trusted Edward and if he says everything's going to be okay, I will have to believe he is right.
"I love you too," I said after a long while of contemplation.
He snuggled closer to me and I rested my head in the crook of his neck. He buried his face in my wet hair, his nose tickling my neck. I couldn't help but giggle once more. "Thank you, this means so much."
And it did, to both of us.
It was hard to not think about our wedding and the looming move-in date 24/7, but I managed. I was only worrying about it roughly 18/7.
But what do you want out of a pregnant girl? I wasn't really able to do much at this point, seeing the state I was currently in. Edward was lucky I refrained from talking about it, or else I'd be talking his ear off with all my worries. I mean, how smart was it for us to move-in directly after the wedding? We wouldn't get to enjoy the wedding! Instead, we'd be rushing to make sure everything was set for the move and we'd rush through one of the biggest days of our lives. I wanted to enjoy every last second of our wedding day, I didn't want to feel rushed. And I especially didn't want to miss a second of it. If I missed anything, it would be because Edward whisked me away to do naughty things to me, not because I had to worry about what needed to be brought to our new house.
And I didn't have much time left, seeing as the wedding was tomorrow. Plus, Alice would be here any minute to surprise me with the bachorlette party that I begged her not to plan. I was literally busy until next weekend, almost every minute of each day. I was getting a migraine just thinking about it.
Where the hell is Alice?
As if on cue, my doorbell rang. I sighed heavily before pulling myself off the couch, turning the TV off as I passed by and making my way to the door. When I opened it, I was greeted with an ecstatic Alice. Rose was standing behind her, arms crossed over her chest as she grinned at me.
"She's been jumping up and down since yesterday, she's that excited," Rose explained for Alice. I nodded my head. I turned back around, grabbed my purse and keys off the table by the door.
"I'll be home later dad," I called over my shoulder.
I didn't have to wait long for Charlie to respond. His voice wasn't far off, he was probably still in the kitchen, eating his dinner. "I'll be asleep by the time you get home, Alice already warned me. I'll get Ayden to bed on time. Love you Bells!"
"Thanks, love you too," I said as I shut the door. Alice hugged me quickly before skipping off towards her yellow Porsche. I sighed, not sure if I was entirely ready for the night I had ahead of me.
I went to open the front door, but Rose butt-bumped me, "Pregnant ladies can't ride shotgun. Hello, have you never read that little warning sign on the visor?"
I shrugged, I must have missed that. I slid into the backseat while Rose sat up front. As soon as Alice started the car, the music was blasting and we were off. I had no idea what was in store for tonight, but what ever it was, it had me horrified. The car ride had been so long, I wound up dozing off. I had no idea how much later, but at some point I awoke to both Rose and Alice shaking me. Once they noticed I was awake, they giggled and got off of me. I checked the clock on my cell to see it was 7:30. We'd left my house no later than 5:30. Where the hell were we that it took Alice (someone who drives faster than Edward) two hours to drive to?
"Where are we?" I asked groggily, still half asleep.
Alice remained silent. Rose went to say something, but Alice shot her a nasty glare. I didn't understand the need for secrecy, but I allowed Alice to act crazy. I followed them out of the car and realized we were at some giant arena. I wasn't able to see the name of the place, but it was easy to tell it was an arena due to its size. The parking lot we were in was packed and I heard girls' shouting everywhere. Was this really the best place for a pregnant girl?
I was nervously holding onto Rose's hand. She didn't mind dragging me behind her into the building. If I had thought outside was loud, it was nothing compared to what I heard now. Girls were screaming, crying, and laughing hysterically. Where the fuck where we?
Alice and Rose didn't seem to notice my confusion or stress. Either that or they chose to ignore it; I believe it was the latter. We just kept walking past big guys in black security shirts. Alice flashed little passes at them while Rose and I just followed. After the eighth security check point, I grabbed a hold of Alice and stopped her.
"My feet hurt, I'm tired," I growled, "and if you don't tell me that beyond those doors my bachorlette party awaits, I will kill you. I cannot walk anymore."
Alice was not fazed by my threat, which I had expected, I am not scary. But none the less she sighed loudly and was ready to give in. "Your surprise is on the other side of this door, can you chill for two seconds?"
I glowered at her, but nodded my head. She beckoned Rose with one finger and they moved away from me, just out of hearing range. She whispered something softly and before I knew it, they were bouncing on their toes. I cocked my head to the side, absolutely confused by this action. Alice looked up to see me staring at them and motioned for me to come over. I did so quickly, wanting to get this night over with. I could not wait for tomorrow to come.
"Okay, you have to promise me something Bella," Alice said slowly, making sure I was listening to every word she said. I nodded my head quickly, ready to get this show on the road. "You have to promise not to freak out when you see what's in there. And you cannot scream. Got it?"
I laughed at her. When did I freak out and scream? She gave me a look and I sobered up and nodded my head. "Come on, let's go!"
"Okay," she squealed, pushing the doors open. Rose and I followed her in and what I saw, I almost damn near fainted.
Sitting only ten feet away, watching TV as if he were a normal human being, was none other than Justin Timberlake. I felt my heart twinge at the sight of him. I was out of breath as I turned to look at Alice. She was staring back at me, her eyes wide a she grinned at me. This was not possible. This could not be happening. I was not inside Justin Timberlake's dressing room. This had to be a dream. I pinched my arm, in a vain attempt of waking up from this crazy dream. Inside I yelped in pain. He turned his head around to see all three of us, standing there gawking at him. Instead of calling security, thinking we were crazy fans who broke in, he stood up and glided over to us. I almost fainted.
"You must be the bachorlette party," he said with a wicked grin. I wasn't one to get star stuck, but this was not your average star. He was the first love of my life! Before any real boys came in, I had Justin. I was the biggest N'Sync fan alive. No joke. And when Justin went solo, I almost died. I thought it was a horrible mistake, but I was so wrong. Not only did he get 50 times hotter, but he's an awesome performer. I'd seen him at least five times during his solo career.
"Yes we are," Alice replied for us. I don't think I could speak, let alone make a sentence. I nodded my head, hoping I didn't look too much like a bobble head because of my enthusiasm.
"So, who is the lucky bride to be," he asked, but as soon as his eyes landed on me, the pregnant one, he grinned all over again. He was smart too! Oh, Edward was lucky I loved him. "Well hello beautiful."
My eyes must have bugged out of my head when he said this, because he began to laugh. I looked to Rose and Alice, wondering if I had been hearing things.
"He was talking to you," Rose mouthed. Alice nodded her head excitedly. I bit my lip and looked back to him. I was still unable to form words, too shocked by this, so I waved.
"Aw come on, I'm not all the great, you don't need to be so quiet," he said, motioning for me to follow him. I didn't know what to do, so I stood still. Rose pushed me after him and I stumbled along.
He led me over to a window. The window wasn't directed towards outside, instead it was overlooking the arena's seats. I was able to see all of his fans, screaming as they waited for him. Ha, he's up here with me, I shouted at them in my head. I had no idea why we were staring at the crowd, but I had no intentions of questioning his actions. Instead, I just looked on with him. After a while, he looked back at me with a smile.
"How many of my songs do you know the lyrics to?"
Without a moment's hesitation I spoke, "All of them. You're my favorite artist, ever!"
Quickly I covered my mouth, embarrassed by my outburst. I heard Alice and Rose laughing at me. I turned to see them now lounged out on the couch Justin had been on earlier, eating popcorn and watching VH1. I gave them the finger before turning back to Justin.
"Sorry," I said softly. I couldn't look in his eyes. He pushed my chin up and made me look at him. He was smiling tenderly.
"Don't be," he said, laying his hand on my shoulder. "It's completely flattering, I'm happy to know I am loved."
"She's your biggest fan," Alice called from her place on the couch. I turned around to glare at her. "What, I'm just stating facts."
"Don't embarrass me, this is Justin we're talking to," I ground out. All three of them found my statement rather funny and shared a good laugh at my expense. I turned back to him once more, "I'm sorry about them. They know nothing about manners."
"I don't mind," he assured me. He checked his watch. I was sure it was nearing performance time. I couldn't keep the frown from my face. I didn't want this moment to end! I was so happy to meet him. I wish Edward could be here to experience this moment with me.
"I'm needed on stage," he nodded his head towards the screaming fans who were now chanting his name so loudly, it was hard not to hear them in here. I nodded my head solemnly.
Before I had a chance to think, I blurted out, "Can I have a hug?"
"Of course," he grinned at me before pulling me into a nice, tight hug. I melted against him for a moment. This had been one of my lifelong dreams and I finally was getting it. Yet, I still thought of Edward every single moment, comparing his hug to Justin's. It felt nicer to be in Edward's arms.
Once he finally let me go, I moved towards the door we came in. I was almost to it when he called me, "Where are you going?"
"Huh," I turned around confused. Alice and Rose were both following behind Justin, not me. Where did they think they were going? "What do you mean?"
"Oh Bella," Alice laughed, "You didn't think meeting Justin was the only part of your surprise did you?"
"Well, what more could I ask for?"
They all just smiled at me before walking out the door on the other side of the room. I waddled over quickly and followed behind them. Justin led us all around, past a whole bunch of security guards and men with headphones on. He then stopped, and grabbed a man with a white clipboard and headphones on.
"Mark, these girls are the ones Claire told you about earlier? Make sure they make it to the special seats backstage, okay? I need to be able to see them at the top of the show."
Again, I felt my eyes bug out. We were literally sitting backstage?
"I've got 'em JT, hurry up or you'll miss your que," Mark motioned for him to leave, but he stopped to give us each a hug. When he got to me, he kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear.
"Listen carefully," and then he was gone.
This time, I did faint.
But it wasn't for very long. Mark had run off to get me water and was back as I came to. Rose and Alice were bent over me, screaming and begging me to get up. I managed to stand up, but I needed their support. Mark poured the water in my mouth slow enough for me to drink. When I was able to breathe normally again, we all began to walk. When we finally stopped, I realized where we were. We were at out seats!! Mark sat me center before running off to get me more water and a wet cloth.
"At least you didn't freak out," Alice said hopefully.
I didn't even know what to say. This was completely crazy.
There was no time for me to talk, because the lights dimmed and everyone was screaming, including the three of us. Justin came up from under the stage and went right into Love Stoned. I sang along with every word, and through the next song, as loud as possible. Rose glared at me a little, not completely enjoying the fact that I am 100% tone deaf.
I heard the music to Sexyback, my favorite song by Justin, but he didn't begin to sing. Instead he moved upstage so he could see the three of us, we waved hysterically.
"For this next song," he announced to the crowd. I looked at him curiously, wondering what the hell he was doing, "I want to bring out three very sexy ladies."
Before I even had a chance to register what he said, Alice and Rose were dragging me onstage in order to sing along and dance to Sexyback with Justin Timberlake.
EDWARD'S POV
Emmett likes strippers.
A lot.
And when I say a lot, I mean he rented out an entire strip club for my little bachelor party.
Too bad I have no interest in strippers.
"What's with the long face," Emmett called to me from across the bar, already drunk of his ass. What a classy place we were in, serving to minors and permitting women to dance completely naked.
I fake smiled at him, "My face is naturally long."
"Ladies," Emmett shouted to two women who were walking with trays of drinks in their hands. One had blonde hair and all pink on, while a red head wore black. They weren't ugly, but the only woman I had any interest in seeing naked was miles and miles from here. The redhead looked annoyed to have Emmett interrupt what they were doing, but once she caught sight of me, she cocked her eyebrow and leaned towards me.
"What can I help you with suga?" Even though Emmett called her, she directed the question towards me.
"He's the one who needs help," I explained pointing towards Emmett, turning back around towards the bar tender.
"Actually," Emmett grabbed me round the shoulders, pulling me close to him. "This guy needs a lap dance. It's his last night of freedom and my man here needs to bust out before he's confined to one woman, for the rest of his life!"
I cannot help but grimace at Emmett's choice of words. I shrug his arm off of me before standing up and leaving the situation completely. I was not in need of a lap dance, no matter what Emmett believed. I'd been with plenty of women in my lifetime and I was content with the woman I chose to be the only one who mattered. Bella was the only person I'd ever need, for the rest of eternity. She was the only person I wanted to be with. The only woman I desired. Emmett was having a hard time understanding all of this. In his brain it all worked out like this. He knew that he felt for Rose, but he still was able to look and gawk at other women. So why wasn't I? Not to be rude, but what Emmett and Rose had didn't even come in the same hemisphere as what Bella and I had.
We'd been here for hours and I hadn't enjoyed myself one bit. The women were degrading themselves, while all the men Emmett invited were making asses out of themselves. Why would I find any of this fun? It was entertaining at first, to witness how stupid some of my friends were, but when they started getting piss ass drunk, it got embarrassing. I had no interest in being here any longer. And since it was now close to one in the morning, I was taking the liberty of driving myself home.
I should probably have been upset about the fact none of my friends noticed me leave my own party, but all I wanted to do was go home and sleep so I could wake up to the best day of my life. Tomorrow (well technically today) was my wedding day and I could not contain my enthusiasm. Bella was going to be mine…forever. I saw nothing to be more important than that.
Instead of driving to my own home, I found myself at the Swan household. Bella was probably fast asleep and I wasn't entirely sure if it was bad luck for us to see each other before we were at the alter on the day of our wedding, but I couldn't bring myself to care. It had been weeks since Bella and I spent the night together and I missed her terribly. Which put me in a dilemma. Do I go inside and risk bringing bad luck upon our wedding? Or wait until I see her, all dressed up and looking her best tomorrow?
It was quick decision for me to make. I was out of my car in less than a second. We probably already had some form of bad luck set upon our wedding; this couldn't really make it any worse.
Like I had many times before, I slipped into their home silently and made my way up the stairs. I was surprised to see light in Bella's room still on. She wasn't one for sleeping with the lights on. I opened the door slowly, hoping not to wake her. I was able to do so, because she wasn't asleep. She was currently changing into a pair of sweats in front of her mirror. When she heard the door open, she spun around in shock and almost toppled over. I was at her side in seconds, holding her up.
"Edward," she gasped. "What are you doing here?"
"You know I'd much rather be with you than Emmett at night," I said softly, pulling her with me to the bed. I lean against her headboard and she snuggled into my chest. She didn't seem to mind my sudden appearance.
"I only got home a few minutes ago," she explained. It explains why she is still up and was just getting changed. "Was your party fun?"
"For Emmett," I reply. She looked up at me with confused eyes. "He planned a party for himself basically. It was at a strip club that serves to minors, so basically everyone got trashed and acted like dumb asses."
"And that wasn't fun for you?" She said with a giggle. I rolled my eyes at her. She knows I don't act like that. At least, not anymore. I'm what you would call a reformed man now. All because of the angel lying in my lap.
"Please, you really think I'd enjoy that?" She sat in thought for a moment, pretending to actually contemplate it before shaking her head no. "How was your night?"
She blushed deeply for a moment. "I kind of feel bad having so much fun when you seemed to be miserable."
I only laughed at this. I brushed a strand of hair behind her ear before responding, "No need to feel sorry. Next time, I'll make sure Alice plans a party for me and you get Emmett."
"Well, hopefully I'm not pregnant again when that time comes around, because I don't mind drinking and naked ladies dancing," Bella says bluntly. I stare at her for a moment, my mouth hung open in shock. She could surprise me sometimes with the fanatical things she says.
"You amaze me," I said simply. We sat together silently before my mind traveled back to the fun night she had. "So, what did you wind up doing?"
"Oh, nothing really," she lied, "I mean, if going to a Justin Timberlake concert is nothing."
I only snorted. I knew how she felt about Justin. "They took you to a concert? Wasn't that uncomfortable, sitting in the stands with all those girls screeching around you?"
She only smirked up at me, "I had Alice as my party planner, remember? Which means, we didn't see with the common folk!"
"You sat where presumably?"
"Back stage," she replied giddily, still excited about it. I rolled my eyes again. Girls could get so obsessed with these pop idols, it was a little ridiculous.
"Alice really hooked you up, didn't she?" I said with a laugh.
"You have no idea," Bella told me, a serious look on her face. "First, I had no idea what was going on so I threatened Alice. And then, BAM! We go and meet him. I was totally star struck. Then we sat backstage, and if sitting there wasn't cool enough, he brought us out on STAGE. I have no idea how much money Alice spent, but I am saving every penny in order to pay for her party. It must have cost a fortune, but it was so worth it."
Bella's enthusiasm ebbed away my jealously of Justin Timberlake. Bella was just a little fan girl who still loved the guy from his boy band days. Sure, she probably thinks the guy is hot, but she's marrying me. Tomorrow. And that's all the matter.
"Was it the best day of your life?" I asked her quickly, somewhat curious to see what her response was.
I half expected her to squeal yes, then the other half expected her to scold me and say that Ayden's birth was the best day of her life. What she said shocked me, "The best day of my life is today. Because today is the day I become Isabella Marie Cullen, and if we don't go to bed now, we're going to be zombies at our own wedding."
The smile that spread across my face could not be vanquished. I pulled Bella up and brought her lips to mine, hoping I could express as much emotion as possible in my kiss. After a few moments, she pulled away breathing heavily.
"I love you," she whispered, slowly sliding back down, her eyes closed. Her voice was far off, as if she'd already begun to sleep.
I dropped a kiss to her head, "I love you my angel."
And because Bella was right, I forced myself to sleep. Today was going to be the best day of my life and I wanted to be awake for every second of it.
FINALLY, NOT A CLIFFY! Heh, I hope you guys liked this chapter. I know I did! But then again, I am the author. Well, we finally saw some Edward POV! We'll get more next chapter, seeing as it's the WEDDING! I have the majority of the chapters planned out for this story, I started writing the next one. If I write them fast enough, I may post more than one a week. But I feel like Friday's are a good for this story, and Sunday's are good for Love Story (WHICH YOU MUST GO CHECK OUT NOW!!!) Also, I know a lot of you are probably wondering how they afforded such expensive parties/surprise, well they are rich. But you do get explanations next chapter! So, KEEP READING & I LOVE YOU ALL! Oh yea, REVIEW and I'll RESPOND to it : ) And check out the poll on my page!