Bella:

"I look like a whale!" I complain, turning around in the mirror to find a better angle. There isn't one.

"You look fine, sweetheart," Edward compliments, entering the room.

I'm pretty sure I drool at the sight of him.

"Fuck, you look hot," I groan. If I were feeling so insecure about my looks I'd be kissing him like crazy right now.

"So do you," Edward replies, walking forward and placing his hands on my hips.

"No I don't. Is it really a good idea for a 24 week pregnant women, with triplets, to be hobbling down the red carpet of the Oscars?" I ask seriously.

Edward kisses my cheek, his lips trailing down and sucking gently on my neck. "You promised," he murmurs against my skin. I sigh, remembering the promise I made to him.

After more making out and minor groping, we're finally ready to go. We leave Edward's house to see a limo waiting to take us to the venue. I honestly can't believe I'm attending the Oscars. With Edward.

As soon as the limo door is shut, my lips are attacking Edward again. I can't help it, he just looks too damn good in his tux.

"You really like the tux, huh?" Edward chuckles, sounding a little breathless.

I just nod in reply.

"God, you're so horny, all the damn time," Edward groans, pushing me back a bit. "As much as I'd love to fuck you, right here in this limo, the journey isn't long enough," he adds.

I rub my thighs together, feeling my panties damped. This isn't just hormones.

Ok, maybe it is.

I peek out the window, and just off in the distance I see lots of light and people. That'd be where the red carpet is, then.

Once the car pulls up, my grip on Edward's hand tightens. The door on his side of the limo opens first, and as he steps out the roar of the crowd increases. He holds a hand out for me and helps me out of the limo, which is almost impossible to do whilst 6 months pregnant.

Edward's hand in mine gives me extra confidence as we begin walking down the red carpet. I spot other stars along the carpet such as Anne Hathaway – I have an urge to run over and tell her I loved Les Miserables, but that might annoy her – Adele, and Jennifer Lawrence. We begin slowly walking, occasionally posing for pictures.

When we're seated inside the Dolby Theatre, on a table with the director and others related to Edward's film, Handling, I get introduced to Edward's co-stars.

"Bella, this is Tanya Denali and Seth Clearwater, my co-stars. Tanya and Seth, this is my beautiful partner, Bella," Edward introduces. I attempt to hug them both, though my bump sort of gets in the way.

"So, triplets, huh? That's gonna be painful," Tanya comments. "And Edward was right in his gushing about you. You are naturally pretty," she adds, smiling.

"Stop coming on to Bella. She doesn't play for the same team as you," Edward warns, his voice a teasing tone, as he kisses my forehead.

"You're gay?!" I blurt, then blush at my rudeness. "I mean, um, I just, uh, didn't realise…" I trail off.

Tanya just laughs.

"It's fine! Everyone's just as shocked, if not more so, than you are," Tanya giggles, taking her seat.

Edward holds out my chair for me and I sit down, and then he takes his seat next to me. Whilst we're seated I notice Tanya glancing through the crowd, seemingly looking for someone. I wonder who.

"Gay or not gay?" Tanya asks, pointing towards a brunette girl at another table.

"Definitely not gay," Seth informs her, smirking.

"Shame," Tanya mutters, looking over the other tables. I laugh at her and Seth, as does Edward.

The awards start, and Edward seems to get more and more nervous. He's nominated for Best Actor, which I'm sure he'll win, and his film is up for Best Director and Tanya is nominated for Best Supporting Actress.

"And the award, for the best actor is…"

A/N: Who do you think will win? :D

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