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"Once we've finished this tour, I want to go on holiday." Jared muttered to himself as we climbed in the car, ready to go to London. My rehearsal was in 2 days time, and I wanted to get some sleep before then. Jake stroked my leg as he answered Jared.
"Yeah. It'll be a blast, right?" I grinned, and laid my head on his shoulder as the car took off. I felt tired, as per usual, and it was Jake's cue to wrap me in his arms as I drifted off. Jake did so, and I was sent to my beauty sleep, in preparation for my big performance that could change my life.
"How long has Bella been out?" A loud voice asked.
"Shhh!...and, for a good...10 hours? She slept through all of our stops, and the night at the hotel. You sure nobody has drugged her or anything? Because I will not be happy." I heard Jake whisper, and I smiled, stretching and opening my eyes. It was dark, but I think it looked more early morning to me. Jake beamed a glorious smile as he saw me awake, and pecked me on the lips.
"Jake I need to brush my teeth." I pulled a face. I didn't kiss or breath on him until we had made it to our next stop and I quickly brushed my teeth.
Back in the car, I felt much more awake.
"You know, Bella, Jake carried you all the way to the apartment and back, when you were snoring your head off?" I looked at him, shocked. I didn't snore!
I protested my complaint "I would like to inform you, that it isn't me, who snores. It is you." He laughed it off, but Paul slapped him on his back.
"You were asking for it. And ya do." He winked. Jared opened his mouth to complain, but Jake butt in.
"Tease my girlfriend again and I'll shave your eyebrows off." Jared mouth shut again.
I smirked and gave Jake a kiss. Jake tried to deepen it, humming, but I pulled back.
"I feel that I'm spoiling you." The boys laughed.
"Spoiling him? Noo...I mean, kissing him and letting him flaunt you everywhere and in front of everyone...but that's just fine..." Jared said sarcastically. Jake pointed at him.
"Eyebrows..." Jake threatened. I sighed and turned on my laptop, as I had to type up my dedications to my debut album. Jake took this as his reason to sit in the back of the car.
I started to type, and then I got inspiration for another song. I saved my work and opened up another Document.
"...You made me who I am
Just by doing what you do
now look at me here
Singing my heart out
And it's you that helped me through..."
I went back to my dedications document, and carried on typing. All I could think, was how I wanted to see Edward, and tell him I made it. I wanted to see his face when he discovered me having beat the thousands, millions, desperate for my spot. I wanted to see him again. I looked longingly out of the window. Edward was somewhere out there. Whether in this country or not...he was there. I pulled out my phone and scrolled to the 'E' section. Edward. I still had it.
Where are you? B x
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To those reading...
I'd like to thank so many people for this album. My mom, my dad, my sister, all my true friends at school. You know who you are ;) I'd also love to thank Ben Cheney, of Cheney Music, also Jake, Paul, Jared and Embry, of The Blacks, who discovered me and made me feel like family. I'd like to thank the cool driver that took me and the boys all around the UK, everyone who accepted me, my bodyguards for being cool as usual, and my manager, Kim, stylist, Gianna, and publicist, Irina. And most of all, I'd like to dedicate this album, to you. The fans. You mean so much to me and I can't survive without you. Thank you, my inspiration to start music. The One who gave me the idea, encouraged me to sing my heart out. Love, Bella. xxx
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I saved and shut off the laptop. Of course, I was talking about Edward, on the last bit. He deserves much more than this. Would he be watching? When I performed on The Voice? I put the laptop in my bag and put my feet up on the seat. I slept most of my way the way to London, but Jake promsied to wake me when we even got to the border. Just as I hoped, Jake resisted watching me sleep and shook me when we got there. I looked excitedly. I've been here many times before, but this time, it was different. Everything had changed. I felt like...I belonged here. We reached the hotel, and we were going to spend the rest of the day and night there. Luckily the time would pass quickly, as the hotel had a pool, and we got into our swimming clothes.
"Looking good, Bella!" Jared slapped the wall, then clicking his fingers. Jake pulled me into his side and whispered in my ear.
"Once this concert is over...I'm shaving those eyebrows." I giggled and he slapped my ass to get in the pool. It was deserted, because most people would want to explore this amazing capital, but we had to stick around before rehearsals and the concerts. I sat on the edge, dipping my legs into the water, and Embry dived in, as Paul did a bomb shell in, splashing me head to waist. I was soaked! Jake sat next to me and laughed, then pulled me in.
"HEADS!" Jared shouted happilly following us as he jumped. Jake spun me by the waist, feeling skin to skin, the slippery water making it harder to grab onto him. We spent hours fooling around in the pool, splashing one another, and swimming. It felt good to move around, not be stuck on a car seat all day. I was first to leave. I sat on the side and pulled myself up, and started to walk away.
"Hey! BELLA! Where ya goin'?" Paul called. I waved them off.
"I'm gonna shower before y'all come barging in my room to see me naked! We have dinner in a hour!" Jake smirked when I said 'naked' and I rolled my eyes, grabbing a towel and drying myself. As I left, I realised that none of them denied it, so I got showered as quick as I could. I wrapped myself in a towel and unlocked the bathroom door, peeking around in case they had a spare key, because apparently I was not a 'morning birdy' so they would always need an extra key to get me up on time. And, what would you expect? Jake was sat on the bed, already showered and changed. I looked back at the bathroom. Was I in there that long? I gave him a confused look. He shrugged.
"I get ready quickly when I want to." I walked over to the wardrobe and found a nice dress to wear.
"Well maybe I should always tempt you with my naked body if I wanted to get you ready quicker..." I mumbled. I felt hands at my waist, and he pulled me into him, kissing my wet skin slowly.
"I could oblige to that. May I take a peek?" I groaned.
"Jake..." He started to kiss closer to my lips, and I pulled away. "Sixteen. I want to be sixteen when I lose...my...v-card." He nodded, smirking at my term 'v-card'.
"Doesn't mean we have to have sex technically... how opposed are you to oral?" He pouted. I never thought of that before... I raised my eyebrow, and his eyes widened, and he blushed.
"If you promise you won't take it any further...than oral?" I pushed him back seductively, and batted my eyelashes. I felt that in that instant, I really wanted to try it out also. "Do you have the only key?" He nodded. "You sure?"
"W-w-we only asked for one spare." He stuttered, and I smirked, leaning closer to kiss him...
After our first...you know...Jake helped me get dressed in this black dress, and I wore red heels and held a red clutch as we walked down to the boys room. Paul opened the door with a wide smile and eyed us. His eyes widened, and he pointed at us accusingly. Jake winced and shook his head, panicked. Paul let out a booming laugh, and I looked at the both of them, confused. Paul came closer, and whispered at us.
"Either you two were up to no good, or Jake found out how to please himself...unless you're cheating...?" I looked at Paul, flabbergasted and shoved him back, putting a finger to my lips. He laughed and nodded, giving me the 'OK' symbol with his hand. Jake face palmed and told me.
"Obviously Paul has some sense when people get...frisky..." Paul laughed nodding, and Jared poked his head around.
"What's going on?" Paul shoved him back in the bedroom.
"Go away. We are in a conversation for those who are in relationships." He smirked widely at me, and winked. "Bella, didn't know you had it in you! Has he told you, then...-?"
"PAUL. Don't tell everyone, anyone, at all. It's personal." I narrowed my eyes at Jake. Tell me what? Was it good or bad?
"Tell me what?" Jake winced. "It's something bad, isn't it?" I was worried.
Jake muttered something under his breath, something sounding like. "Paul" and "Big mouth." I took a deep breath.
"Bella. Come here." He pulled me to him, and then led me into the hallway, and shut the door behind us. I looked confusedly at Jake, his big eyes fullk of emotion. I took his hand, squeezing.
"What's wrong?" Jake opened his mouth to speak, but I had interupted him. I looked down, blushing. He pulled my chin upwards, and his lips touched mine once.
"Bella I-" The door swung open, and Jared appeared, smiling, and then the smile disappeared as Paul roughly dragged him back inside. He yelped and grabbed the door frame as he was being pulled.
"What are you doing?" He screamed. I burst out laughing, clutching the door frame for support. Mistake. Jared grabbed my arm and his other hand slipped, pulling me forwards onto the floor. I felt a jolt of pain shoot up my arm as I was pulled and landed, and I tried to sit up, holding my arm in pain. Jake rushed to my side, touching my shoulder. I winced.
"Ouch." I mumbled, testing what part hurt on my arm. It seemed to be the shoulder, but I wasn't sure if it was dislocated, or what. It really hurt, though, and I tried to not move it, and I tried to make it sound not as bad. I hummed, trying to shake off the pain.
"Paul! JARED!" Jake accused, and looked at me in panic. "Bells, are you okay?" I pursed my lips.
"No. I am not. My shoulder hurts and don't want to move it." I shook my head. Jake sighed.
"Bells, I think it's dislocated. We need a doctor." he got up and dialled on his phone.
"Err..yeah can we have Dr. Gerandy?" I looked at him, trying to support my sore arm with the other hand. "Yeah thanks. Okay bye. He'll be here in a minute."
"Dr. Gerandy?"
"Yeah...it's not the first time he's been called out. He's the medic that comes out with us, just in case." Jake sat on the side of the wall, and I examined my shoulder. It looked dislocated. I wasn't sure. I winced again, remembering to not move. At all. Jake winced alongside me, and I wanted to tell him it was okay, but my jaw was locked into place, trying not to scream. A few people passed by, and one recognised us as they passed by. The woman went all coy and sappy and asked for autographs. She saw me and frowned.
"A-are you Bella Swan?"
I squeaked a reply. "Yeep!"
"What is wrong?"
Thankfully Paul replied for me as they signed the autographs. "Sorry, Bella can't sign anything...Jared dislocated her shoulder..."
"HEY! I wouldn't have if you weren't pulling on me!" Jared complained. I reached over with my good arm.
"Nope. I'm good. I'll sign. I didn't hurt the writing hand. Just no pictures, I don't look good in pain." I grabbed the pen and scribbled, biting my lip hard. Jake handed the autographs to the woman and she thanked us vigorously, and left. I sighed, and bashed my head on the wall. Next, a muscled man with dark hair walked through the door, and everyone made way for him. He bent down to my level and examined my injury.
"Bella, all I'm going to do is move it back into place. The pain is only temporary, and I have some Paracetamol with me which you can take. Embry, help me stabilize this side." I whined as he held my shoulder and back, and jerked my shoulder back into place.
"FUCKING HELL!" I screamed, and Jake slammed the door shut. I shut my eyes tightly as the pain settled.
"We need to get you to the hospital to check no nerves were damaged, and that the shoulder and other bones are okay, and then you will need to wear a sling for a couple of weeks. No arguments." He looked at me pointedly as he went through a bag and gave me a few boxes of meds.
"Take 2 every 4 hours." He then helped me up and I took 2 then, and we made our way to the hospital.
"So much for a nice dinner..." I mumbled as I was xrayed...
"You have some tearing but that is normal for a dislocation. The rest is fine. Keep your arm moving, but try not to put too much pressure on it. You'll need to start rotating your shoulder again, and get used to it." Another doctor said. "We'll get you into a sling."
I groaned as I walked out of the hospital and into a car, dressed up, and with a sling.
"Can we eat? I'm hungry." We went back to the hotel to eat our meal.
The next day, I day to go to the arena to do the rehearsal. I changed into a summer dress, and the sling, with heels. As I got into the studio, people met me and greeted me, and I recognised some of them being the contestants there. One boy from a boy band, asked about my arm.
"Jared and Paul." I simply said, and he nodded. He held his hand up and I shook it with my good hand.
"Mike Newton."
"Bella Swan."
Mike wasn't the best looking boy in the band, the best being Liam. Gosh...I wanted to drool when he sung. I banged into Liam also earlier, and he looked better in person by far. They all said they were going to watch from the sidelines when I performed my rehearsal, as they were busy when I actually did perform tomorrow, and I smiled and nodded. Kim jumped on me when she was speaking to the judges on stage.
"What have you done?" Kim screeched. I waved at the judges with my good hand.
"Paul and Jared dislocated it. Sling for a good couple of weeks." I was tempted to shrug, but wasn't sure if it was a good idea. Kim groaned.
"Boys" She muttered. "Okay. Well you don't have any choreography, besides the sway and arm movements, and that is going to be cut less with that thing." She pointed at the sling. "We'll have to find a nicer one for the night."
I stood on the center of the stage and performed my song, "Sweetheart Lover"
"...You got the sweetheart lover,
Child inside of you.
Sweetheart Lover
What's a girl to do
You come on walking, closer to me
If you kiss me sweetly
I'll love you for free..."
I received cheers and claps as I bowed dramatically, and I noticed a few cameras recording the rehearsal. I gave a small wave and one of the judges came up to me with a guitar.
"If you can't play, I completely understand...but do you want to try? It'll look so much better." I nodded, and tried to position myself. I asked to be seated as the strap hurt on my shoulder, as I was using my other hand to play the strings. I re-did my performance, and I felt it seemed better too.
Throughout the day, I watched the others perform and chatted to the other contestants, and wished them the very best and I got involved in their video diaries. I spoke with the judges and they told me who they thought was best, and who had the best song, and they were bias, of course, but it didn't really matter as they were all so good.
The night arrived, and people had crowded into the stadium to watch the show, and I heard the cheering start and the presenter read out the numbers on who to call, and that I was performing. I watched it on the TV screen.
"And tonight we have a very special performer...the one and only Bella Swan will be here with us tonight, performing one of her songs that will be on her debut album, 'Dream a Little Dream'."Colin Cofirth announced. I nodded and grinned as the cheers began, and then I was fitted into my outfit and I carried on watching the show as my hair and makeup was done. After all the performances, I was seen to the stage and made my way to the seat when the lights were out. I sat down and tested my guitar, and then it was all eyes on me. The music started to play and I played the guitar, trying my best not to hurt my shoulder.
"...I see you every morning
walking down my street
You kiss me softly and it never
fails to make me smile
You got that somethin' 'bout you
I wonder what it is
Can't put my finger on it and then it hits me.
You got the sweetheart lover,
Child inside of you.
Sweetheart Lover
What's a girl to do
You come on walking, closer to me
If you kiss me sweetly
I'll love you for free
We're on our way to school
watchin' clouds as they go by
I see your bright green eyes
So excited I wanna cry
We sit together. As we figure out
Where we're gonna get in life
And what love is all about...
You got the sweetheart lover,
Child inside of you
Sweetheart Lover
These feelings are brand new
Oooh...
We can't pretend that this love will forever last
Those last kisses are lost on my lips
Where can I find you, do you feel the same
'Cause those bright green eyes will never feel that way.
You got that sweetheart Lover
child inside of you
I can't believe this is the end
of the sweetheart love
between me and you..."
The crowd erupted into applause as I finished and left the stage, breathing a sigh of relief.
Edward. I did that for you.
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