Some Things Aren't Meant To Happen

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RPOV

I was sitting next to a hooker named Naomi.

She had long, light brown hair, and hazel eyes, heavy makeup, and big tits.

Oh how badly I wanted to be with Kristen right now.

It all started a few months back.

"Rob, stop."

"Come one Kristen…you know you want to,"

"No, Rob, I don't. Now please, just go."

"Tell me you feel absolutely nothing between us."

"I. Feel. Absolutely. Nothing. Between. Us."

"You're a horrible liar Kristen."

"No, Rob, I don't, I love Mike, and I-I just cant leave him."

"So, that's what this is about? Huh Kristen? Does it always have to be about him? Does he control you? Hu?"

"No."

"Well then stop worrying about him, and just worry about this."

I kissed her neck, and made love to her.

I shouldn't have been here right now, but hey, I was Robert Pattinson. People expect me to be at bars with straight up hookers.

Of course, all the fans, and insiders, and news writers knew I had always been attracted to Kristen.

Even if we were 5 and ½ years apart.

I didn't care about age difference. It wasn't important to me.

Though, I knew that when Kristen was still seventeen that I couldn't try to have sex with her, because technically, I would be raping her.

I got up from the stool, and kissed Naomi on the cheek, and drove off.

KPOV

When I woke up, I felt empty, and lonely.

No One was here. Michael was gone, and Robert was no where to be seen.

I'd probably turn the TV on to some breaking news "Robert Pattinson caught kissing Blonde!" So I decided to leave the TV off.

I got up, out of bed, and went over to my silver razr cell phone.

I flipped it open.

Nothing.

I put it back down, and just looked around.

I have to get out of here.

I went to the closet, and pulled out a pair of dark, denim, skinny wash jeans, a white tank, and a light blue dress collared shirt, and a pair of plain white sneakers.

I grabbed my purse, and slammed the door.

I made my way to the elevators, and pushed the down arrow.

When the doors opened, I stepped inside, next to a little 4 year old girl, holding her mom's hand, staring up at me.

"Hi! My name is Kim."

"Hi sweetie. I'm Kristen."

I held out my hand, and she took it into her little small fingers.

I smiled at her mother, and stepped out of the elevator.

I walked to the doors, and stepped outside, and told the valet guy names George to pull my Escalade up for me.

I spotted the paparazzi, and just smirked at them.

I tried to ignore the questions like "How's Rob?" "Where's Michael?"

I handed the guy a 20, and drove off.

I parked into one of the spots at the Office, and got out of the car.

Once inside, I started down the hall, and entered Catherine's office.

"Hey Kristen. How are you?"

"Hello Catherine. I'm good, how about you?"

"I'm alright. Any reason you're here Hun?"

"Yea, actually, I need a favor. Its about Rob."

She straightened her posture at the sound of his name.

She was always the one who asked the relationship questions, and tried to get us together.

"Yea, sure…what?"

"I need you to call Rob and tell him I quit the Twilight set."

"W-WHY?"

"Just, please Catherine, I need this favor…please."

She nodded, and picked up the phone, and dialed some number.

I slouched into the plush leather chair, and just looked around.

"Robert? Hi, Its Catherine."

RPOV

"Oh, Hello Catherine. What's up?"

"I, uh, have some bad news."

"What about?"

"Kristen quit. She signed off the Twilight set."

"W-What?"

"She, came in a few moments ago, and just flat out said that she quit."

"Thank you Catherine."

I shut the phone, and ran my hand through my hair.

She quit. She fucking quit.

How could she do that? I shouldn't have walked out, but I just couldn't take getting all mushy, and lovey with her.

Because I didn't love her. I only used her for sex because she's fucking hot.

I knew she didn't entirely love me either, but it hurt me to hear her say it, because I was lying in return.

I walked down the street, and made my way back to my car, dodging the paparazzi.

I got in, and drove away.

I opened the door to my condo, and walked over to the phone.

The message button was blinking.

I pressed the button.

"You have 17 unheard messages."

"Rob, where are you? Why the fuck did you just leave like--"

I shut it off, and unplugged the cord.

I headed for the shower.

KPOV

I wanted him to suffer.

To hurt him the way he was hurting me.

I said my goodbyes to Catherine, and drove back to the hotel.

I walked in the door, and saw Rob, sitting on the bed.

I flew down my purse, and crossed my arms over my chest.

"What the fuck do you want?"

"You quit hu?"

I had to lie.

"Yea, I quit."

"Why?"

"That's none of your damn business."

"I don't love you."

He spat the words I knew he would eventually say.

I slapped him, and walked farther into the room.

"I don't love you either Robert. How can I? How can I love someone who goes and gets drunk, and hooks up with hookers every time things don't go his way? Hu? Tell me. Because I would really love to know."

"Bitch."

"Just because I say things, does not mean that I mean them. You should know what that's like."

I went to turn around, but he grabbed my wrist.

I faced him, and tried to pull back, but he wasn't letting go.

"Let go of me Rob."

He got up, and pressed his lips hard into mine, but I pushed him away.

"Leave. Now. I'm done with you."

"No, you're not. You Can't lie to me Kristen. I see right through you."

I loved how his British accent made me all hot and bothered. But, I was going to stand my ground. I wasn't going to let him take advantage of me. Not again. I wasn't going to be reeled into something that is only going to break me in the end. I cant, and I wont.

"I don't lie Rob. I want you so bad, that it hurts, but I cant."

"Well Kristen…do you know how bad I want you? Right here? Right now?"

"Rob, stop. Just stop, okay?"

"Never."

He pulled my arms into his chest, and I tried to pound him with my fists, but he had to much force against me.

"Please, just stop."

"Stop doing this to yourself Kristen. You're only making it harder."

"I don't want this okay!?"

I gathered enough strength, and pushed myself away from him.

"Yes, you do."

"Your only going to hurt me. I have a future Rob…do you?"

"Yes."

"And its not with me…right?"

"Krist--"

"That's what I thought. Get out."

"No fucking way in hell."

He kissed me again, but this time, I didn't fight back. I just kissed him back, and threw him onto the bed.

I tore at his shirt, and unbuttoned his jeans.

I took his hard member into my hands, and pumped him with my fists. He grunted.

"Aw Fuck Kristen. Ugh."

I pumped him faster, and faster, but stopped right at the time I knew he was ready.

"Are you fucking kidding me Kristen? You stop…now?"

He unbuttoned my jeans, and rolled them off my legs.

He kissed my neck, down to my stomach, and placed kisses along the hem of my blue lace underwear. He had them off within seconds.

He licked my folds, and spread me with his tongue.

He hit my nerves, and my fingers tangled into his messy hair.

I pushed his face farther in, and bucked my hips into his face.

I was moaning uncontrollably.

I pressed my thighs tightly against his face, and he continued licking, nipping, and sucking me.

"Unghh Rob!"

I exploded onto his face.

He came up, and I fiercely grabbed his face, and kissed his lips.

I pressed my tongue through his lips, and flipped us over, so I was straddling him.

He took off my shirt, and I positioned him at my entrance.

He undid my bra, and started to massage my nipples harshly.

"Ugh"

I pushed him into me, and he let go of my breasts, and grasped my hips.

"Kristenn."

I bounced on top of Robert, and swayed my hair to the side, getting it out of my way.

I climaxed on him, so he took over, and flipped us over, so he was on top of me.

He kept thrusting, and I was coming down from my high, realizing he had started cumming inside me.

"Unghh Robertttt."

We lay there, still intertwined, facing each other.

Rob just stared at me, and I put my hand to his face.

"You need to leave."

"W-What? Are you fucking serious? We just--"

"I know. And that was the last time."

"What about…the set.. I mean…"

"We lied."

He got up, and put on his clothes.

He went to kiss me, but my stomach turned.

"Coffee tomorrow?"

He sighed, and backed up a little.

"Of course."

I shut the door, and closed my eyes, instantly replaying in my head what just happened, and what I knew was about to come.

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