Nine Billion Dollar Heist
*Co-Authored with the stupendous TRDancer and Lives in Dreams. They are my better thirds*
Chapter Two: Second Thoughts
"Yeah, 'cause we should hold one at your house. Since you are from Texas and everything is bigger in Texas" –Emmett
APOV
'Where am I?' I thought as I tried to think back to last night whilst ignoring the splitting sore head I had. Some bits were foggy—though they would be remembered once this headache went away—but I remembered the vital pieces. It was our senior party, we had a ton of booze, Edward talking about hacking Vegas, add all that up and you've got a spectacular evening with us all being unable to get home.
It was one of those nights.
I finally opened my eyes and I was staring at my bare knees, I was right—we were still at our 'V.I.P' table—and I was curled up in a ball with Jasper's arms wrapped around me. I stretched my legs out and hit something, most likely someone. But when I tried to push myself up to see what or who it was, I hit my head on something and went crashing down. Now my head was fucking killing me.
'Oh, will someone please shoot me.' I silently plead.
"Alice. Did you kick me?" Emmett asked tiredly. Wow, he really was slow. Oh yeah, he's probably got a major headache too.
"No, your body just got in the way of me stretching."
"Whatev-"but before he could finish there was a loud thud, and I could hear the empty glasses shake. Ha, Emmett had fallen, which woke everyone up.
"Emmett, you big lump, watch where you fall," Rosalie moaned. Huh? Rosalie, was on the floor? I would have thought she would have made Emmett sleep on the floor.
"Morning, gorgeous," Jasper whispered into my ear whilst he carefully pulled both of us up, and thankfully he avoided the table.
Everyone was here, and everyone had slept in odd conditions. Well, correction, Edward and Bella had. Edward was lying on his stomach with Bella on his back—it did look kinda cute but really wrong at the same time. By now the four of us were sitting facing them, probably all wondering the same thing, how the hell did they end up like that? But Emmett broke the silence, just like he always did.
"Yo lovebirds, wake up!" he shouted, which was far too loud for the morning and hurt like hell for whoever had a headache—which would have been all of us. Edward stirred and rolled onto his back causing Bella to fall off his back, hit the table and fall to the hard, concrete floor. All I could say was ouch. Well, at least it woke them up.
Bella groaned out of pain and then groaned out of annoyance, before saying "Shit, it's bleeding." Which meant another trip to the hospital, joy. But not before Edward could say he was sorry.
"Fuck, Bella are you okay? I'm-"
"Wait Edward, did you just say 'Fuck Bella'?" Emmett sneered. God was he slow today.
"What, no! Emmett just shut up and phone a taxi or something. Bella? Bella are you okay?"
Bella was pulling herself up onto a seat with one hand covering the back of her head and laughed him off.
"Of course I am; this kinda stuff happens all the time. You of all people should know that." I was about to comment but Emmett interrupted.
"Taxi's going to be here in about five minutes. We've to be outside when he gets here or he's leaving without us."
"He's friendly," Jasper laughed.
"Well, think about it. I'm sure he doesn't want six drunken/hung over teens in his car." Rosalie reasoned.
"Whatever, let's just get out. Bella needs to go to the hospital," Edward basically growled.
~*~
The hospital room Bella was in was secluded from everyone else with patchy blue walls and it smelled of old people. Not something I wanted to smell for an hour since the doctors wanted her to stay that long to keep an eye on her. After all, it was a head injury.
"So, did everyone enjoy the party last night?" Emmett asked.
'Well of course we did. We all ended up drunk and asleep at your dad's bar—not something we do on a regular basis.'
"Emmett, it was crap, mate. Seriously, you should never hold a party again. Ever," Jasper replied.
"Yeah, 'cause we should hold one at your house. Since you are from Texas and everything is bigger in Texas," Emmett said sarcastically.
"You should know that Emmett."
"Nope, but I'm sure Alice does. Right Alice?" God, we were talking about our sex lives now? Not that there was a problem with mine, I just didn't like it being public. So I did what comes natural to me: I changed the subject.
"Well, last night was great and all, but Edward. Were you serious about hacking Vegas?" I asked, and Emmett fell for the bait.
"Yeah, Edward, c'mon was that just drunken talk or are you serious?"
"Emmett, we've known each other since we were in diapers. When have I ever been not serious?" He was right, even when he was joking there was a hint of seriousness in it.
"Yeah, I know, but Vegas. C'mon Edward, you can't be serious."
"Edward, he's right. Hacking Vegas isn't like hacking the school system and changing that embarrassing 'F' into an 'A'," Bella added; the time she was talking about was the time Edward fell asleep during a class test.
"Bella, are you suggesting that my programme isn't good enough to hack Vegas? I'll have you know that it was that exact programme that hacked into my parents' bank account and got us tickets to go see 'Paramore'," Rosalie defensively argued. But she was right, she was a genius when it came to computer hacking. Hell, if she wanted to she probably could have hacked her way in and got us those tickets for free.
"Hey, babe, they ain't suggesting that. Remember that time you hacked into Edward's computer and when his dad walked in you made porn come up? Or the time you wouldn't let him close his regular online blackjacking and got him banned for a month. Then you bribed him into being your slave and then you would give him back his internet." Emmett had just saved Bella from a mega bitch fight.
"That really wasn't funny. I still can't believe you agreed to build the programme for my dad, just to use it as a bribe to make me your slave," Edward whined.
"I can't believe she made you change her sheets after their 'happy time' so that her mum wouldn't find out," Jasper chipped in.
"Or the time she made him do her washing," I added.
"What about the time she used it against Mike Newton?" Bella asked. Ah yes, the infamous time we used Mike's ID and credit card to buy some alcohol.
"Oh yeah, that was funny. I did it for a month but I got bored with booze. So I bought him condoms, sent them to his house, then when his parents noticed they went crazy! Good times, good times."
Then Edward came back with his all-too smart defensive comment, "See, we will be able to use Rosalie's computer skills. We already have an advantage, we've got Rosalie and we all know she's got skill. And Jasper, you're good with numbers, that's why you're good at poker."
"Oh yeah, Jasper, you've got to remember the time you won $1000 off of your dad? And for a week he tried to beat you and you ended up winning about $5000," I told him. He won that and it paid for us to go to Florida. It was one of the rare times that our parents told us we should earn our money. And technically Jasper did earn that money.
"Yeah, Florida was great and it was nice to get away from all the rain for a week," Jasper said with his southern accent leaking through. I loved his accent and I wished I could hear it more often.
"Hey, remember that time in Florida when we decided it would be funny to see what would happen if we messed about with the airport system and get the entire first class to ourselves?" Bella noted.
"That was the time I fell in love with photography. I remember we had to sell my photos 'cause the guys spent all our money. We hustled a few folk then," I said.
"Hey, Alice, your photos were good, it was just nobody would pay attention to a bunch of tourist teens. That's the only reason we had to use Rosalie. Though I bet she loved it." They all nodded in agreement with Bella and Rosalie ignored that last comment made by Bella.
"Alice. We could always use your photography skills. We could spend a weekend in Vegas and get photography of all the security in the Casio's and the layout for them," Edward added. He was now trying to convince us to go along with his plan and I had to say, it was working.
"You know if we really do try this thing, Edward could always play blackjack and do some card counting," Jasper said; he was also getting persuaded into it.
"Yeah Edward, we all know how you love your blackjack." Emmett laughed and Bella added,
"And your Scotch." We all burst into laughter at that comment. Normally Bella ignores his Scotch addiction mostly because she enjoyed it nearly as much as him.
We were still laughing when a nurse walked in, and when the laughing stopped she spoke.
"Miss Swan, you're allowed to go home now. We just need you to sign the papers at the front desk," and she left.
"Guys, we need to decide now if we're going to do it. How about we all reach our decision by say two PM? It's twelve right now. Just text me with your answer," Edward told us all. It was like he was a psychic because then Emmett's phone rang. He walked outside and started to talk away to someone.
When he came back in he looked fed up, and then told us the answer.
"Guys, I'll have to talk to you later. My dad wants me to help down at the bar." He moaned, and Rosalie stood up.
"Okay Emmett let's go, I'll come help with whatever it is."
They both left, leaving the four of us in the room and Jasper started to fidget uneasily in his seat. This only meant one thing; he wanted to leave as well.
"Bella, Edward, we're going to go now too. We'll tell you our answer soon Edward. Promise," I chirped and walked out, cuddling into Jasper.
~*~
We had to get a taxi back, which cause a little problem. We never talked about our plans in public, just in case. We had to be careful. I was slightly cold which gave me the perfect excuse to be close to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist, but he had other plans. Instead he lifted me up and I wrapped my arms around his neck and he pressed me against his body and held me there. I could feel all his muscles in his chest, he started to breath against me and leaned his head into my shoulder and whisper those sweet words into my ears.
"You know I love you right?"
"Of course you do. But it's obvious I love you more," I argued, hoping he would take the bait.
"I'd beg to differ, Miss Brandon," he answered in his very southern accent; I just wanted to grab him right there and now.
"Well, prove it."
"Okay Miss, but you asked for it." Our lips got closer and closer together, they were just about to reach when: BEEP BEEP BEEP. The taxi driver was here and he didn't want to wait.
"OI! Hurry up. I don't have all day," he yelled, his voice deep and husky.
"I'll finish this when we get home," he breathed into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. This was great, we were going to have to wait until tonight.
The entire taxi ride I spent cuddled up against Jasper's side with his arms around me. But when we finally reached Jasper's house we went straight for his room. We were going to talk about this new plan. We lay down on his bed and I lay on top of him with his arms wrapped around me – he loved doing this and I had no problem with it, I loved his touch.
"So, what do you think?" Jasper asked me, but I didn't have a straight answer for him.
"I really don't know. I mean I know we have the ability and the guts, but so do those Vegas guys. We've never done something this big. It could ruin our chances of succeeding. You all might not be allowed to go to college, and I want you guys to go."
"Yeah, I know Alice, I know. But if that was to happen we'd just have to get the money out."
I sighed, yes we had the money to fix it and bail us out but what about the mortality of the cause?
"I know, Jasper, but I just don't know. Normally I just know how it's all going to work out. But with this one I just don't know."
"Alice, maybe it's good to go at it and not know. Plus it's going to be the last time we will truly be 'The Six Crew'." He had a point.
"So are we in?" He switched our places with one swift movement and now I was on the bed lying on my back with his hands on either side of me supporting himself. He moved himself down and our lips finally moved together, my hands found my way to his neck and I used that hoist myself closer to him. Which is when I began to taste it. I broke off, mostly to get some air but also to tell him off.
"Jasper," I began slowly, "have you been chewing again?"
"Nope," he said popping the 'p'. "Why?"
"I can taste it on you."
"Oh."
"Yes 'oh'. Now where is it?" I asked as I began to search his side drawer, pulling out a whole loada crap but finally I found it. There was some 'Big Red' in his drawer. He had developed this annoying habit when he was ten and since then I've been trying to get him to stop and he did for awhile but it was obviously back again. "Jasper, come on, follow me." I tugged on his shirt, getting him to stand up. I held his hand and dragged him into the bathroom. I drop his gum down the toilet and flushed it away,
'Bye, bye, big red.' Jasper just looked at me with his irresistible puppy dog look, but I had learned how to ignore it, just a little bit.
"Jasper," I whined, "I'm just trying to help you."
"I know love, I know. I really do love you for trying." He lifted me up and pecked me on the lips and pulled me into a hug. "You know something, I don't really want to let go of you."
"Well don't," I muttered, I didn't want him to let go, heck, I don't want to let go.
"To answer your question, yeah, we're in. You better tell Edward."
"But I don't want to move."
"Well we have a problem then, don't we? 'Cause I don't want to move either."
Instead of either one of us letting go, Jasper walked us into his bed and flopped us both onto his bed. When we hit his bed my head lightly snapped up and I noticed the time, 1:45PM, we really would need to tell him now.
"Jasper..."
"Yeah, yeah, I know, I know, I'm looking for my phone." After a few moments he found it "There we go." Quickly he texted Edward with our answer,
'We're in'.
No sooner than we sent it we got a reply,
'Took you long enough. We're meeting at my house in 15 minutes'. Great, were Jasper and I ever going to be alone? Well, I suppose that's what you when you're part of 'The Six Crew'.
"God, I guess we need to leave now." I sighed getting up but Jasper pulled me down and whispered,
"Alice, we're still in our party clothes." I looked down at myself, shit, he was right. I neededto change.
"Geez, what clothes do I have here?"
"Couple o' jeans and few tops."
"Guess that will have to do, c'mon we need to change."
~*~
Jasper was about to get the keys for his car when I stopped him. Was he fit to drive his car?
"Jasper, are you sure you can drive?"
"Yeah, yeah. I'm sure, it'll be fine." He was already starting to get into his silver Ferrari Enzo; well, I did like his car.
"Right, okay, but seriously are you sure?"
"Yeah Alice, I'm sure." He was starting to get annoyed now.
"Just making sure, only do it cause a love you."
The drive to Edward's was quiet but only because I didn't want to distract Jasper. So instead we had the radio turned down low, well that was until my favourite 'sing out loud' song came on and I turned the radio up full blast and started to sing along with the chorus.
"I WANNA, I WANNA, I WANNA TOUCH YOU! YOU WANNA TOUCH ME TOO!"And at that Jasper just started laughing.
"Shouldn't it be the other way around?"
"I dunno, why don't we find out?" I teased, but we had already reached Edward's house.
"I would, but look, we're already here." We walked out and headed towards his front door, everyone was here now and he could begin telling us that we could do it and list all the reasons why. He always did this on the harder hacks.
When we were in, Emmett wasn't one to beat around the bush.
'Of course, Rosalie, knew that best.'
"Okay, Edward, so hurry up and tell us why we could do this and stuff," Emmett told him as soon as Jasper and I were with everyone else.
"Well, do I really need to tell you why we could do it and give you the same pep talk I give all the time? I mean I'll tell you this: we have the brains, we have the money and are you seriously telling me that we will find anything better to do this summer?" So really, this was like any other hack for us, we would be bored during the summer and this was a way for us to relieve the boredom.
"He's right you know. The chances of us getting bored are really high, and this is something we've never tried before. I think we should do it. Even if we don't win, we've got the money to bail us out," I added backing him up.
"So Edward, where do we start?" Bella asked everyone was leaning forward in anticipation and Edward just sat there with his stupid crooked smile on.
"Well..."
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