Chapter 15

EPOV

Bella took my fucking breath away. The minute she split those curtains and walked out, my mouth went dry and I felt like my heart was going to fucking take off. Her hour glass figure was on full display in the light pink dress and hugged her like a second skin all the way down to her knees before it flared out and ended in a small train that sparkled and puddled behind her.

Her face looked almost porcelain, her eye makeup was faint browns and golds that matched the barely visible gold shimmer to her cheeks and her lips were painted a deep burgundy. With hair pulled up in a retro fancy updo that my mom was going to salivate over, and a rhinestone and feather hairclip in the the portion of her hair that was pulled back on the right side, feathers draping up and over the top of her head, she looked as if she was vintage Hollywood royalty. Mom was going to kick our asses for not bringing her with us.

I was so glad I had 3 cameras filming this, because I floated through the ceremony, completely dazed by her, though I definitely remember being pronounced Husband and Wife. I was going to dream about the brilliant smile Bella gave me just before I kissed her, dipping her backwards because the way she looked just begged me to do so. She giggled against my lips as the crowd cheered and whooped, and when I straightened us upright, she wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly.

"I love you." She whispered in my ear.

Though people were waiting on us, I hugged her just as close. "I love you too, Bella. My wife."

"My husband." She grinned at me as we finally broke apart, and posed there for the photographer for several minutes before we walked down the aisle and Kate announced that the party was starting. The curtains that were boxing the room in fell away to reveal a bigger room, lit in the same purples, pinks and golds with with a DJ booth in the corner. As the curtained walls were pushed out of the way, the party music started, and I drew Bella out of the room for pictures in a spot the photographer had found by a lit fountain while the sun was setting.

It was cold, but Bella took it like a champ and then we took a quiet moment to ourselves before rejoining the party.

"Did you do this?" She asked, lifting her bouquet.

"I did." I grinned sheepishly. "On my way back from the tuxedo shop. Do you like it?"

"Edward, it's gorgeous. Thank you"

"Well, the flowers are silk, so you can keep it always."

"So thoughtful." She smirked and tugged on my tie. "And you look amazing."

"Not nearly as good as you do." I placed my hands on her hips and backed up a little so I could take her in again. "God woman, this dress. Everything about you is flawless. And of course you'd find a pink one."

She laughed. "I knew you'd say something about it eventually."

"Can't tease you too much," I groaned, tugging her closer so I could nip at her earlobe. "It looks fucking phenomenal on you."

"I'm glad you like it."

Her hands snaked up around my neck and into my hair while I continued to play with her ear.

"I fucking love it. Can we take it off now?" She laughed again and pulled back to peck me on the lips. "Let's go join the party, husband mine, and then you get me all to yourself for the night."

Said party was insane. It wasn't a reception by any stretch of the imagination, but we still remained the center of attention, and I honestly loved it. There were several cameras on us at any given time and Bella seemed like she was having a blast.

We networked with other YouTubers, filming our meetings with them, and saying hello briefly on their channels and we snacked, but since I didn't want to be filmed at a public venue drinking underage we both stuck to juice and water. Other than that, for the entire first half of the night, Bella stayed in my arms, dancing, laughing, and thoroughly enjoying herself. And then the DJ got everyone riled up.

"Is this a YouTube convention, or is this a YouTube convention?" The crowd cheered, and he said "Well I came prepared! I have some instrumentals here, where my singers at?"

The crowd cheered again, and before anyone could volunteer, the DJ yelled "Where's our lovely bride? I've seen those videos girl, and you got a set of pipes on you. Get on up on that stage!"

Bella startled against me, and everyone started chanting her name.

"You don't have to." I whispered in her ear, but she looked up at me thoughtfully, biting her lip.

"I want to."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. Come to the front?"

Like I was going to miss this. Bella walked towards the stage, her hand in mine, and the crowd parted for us, but I thought my ear drums would burst with how loud they were screaming at us. I helped Bella up the stairs, since her dress was so constricting, and took a spot right in front.

She tapped the mic to make sure it was on and then shot the DJ a playful look. "Alright man, what ya got?"

"Oh ho ho!" The man chuckled. "I thought you were shy!"

"I'm in a really good mood today for some reason," she shrugged and tossed me a wink. I blew her a kiss and she tossed her head back laughing giddily.

"Pick your poison." The DJ challenged. "Old School or New School."

"Oooooh, Old school please."

"What are you 12?" Jeered the jockey. "What do you know about old school?"

Bella cocked a hand on her hip. "Are you gonna play me a song or not?"

"Alright, alright. Hold your horses kid."

Familiar bars started playing over the speaker and the crowd oohed at the Whitney Houston song, but Bella just laughed. "Oh you messed up big time." She teased, and I watched as she shook her arms and stepped back a little from the mic, waiting for her cue.

Share my life, take me for what I am

'Cause I'll never change all my colors for you

Take my love,

I'll never ask for too much

Just all that you are

And everything that you do

I don't really need to look

Very much further

I don't to have to go

Where you don't follow

I won't hold it back again,

this passion inside

Can't run from myself,

there's nowhere to hide

"Yes bitch!" Somebody yelled. "Sing it BELLA!"

Well don't make me close one more door

I don't want to hurt anymore

Stay in my arms if you dare

Must I imagine you there

Don't walk away from me

I have nothing,

Nothing

Nothing

If I don't have you

You,

You

You see through right to the heart of me

You break down my walls

With the strength of your love

I never knew

Love like I've known it with you

Will the memory survive

Or one I can hold onto?

I couldn't wipe the grin off my face as I watched her, I really really saw then why she missed it. She was in her element up there, singing her heart out and captivating every one of us.

I don't really need to look

Very much further

I don't to have to go

Where you don't follow

I won't hold it back again,

this passion inside

Can't run from myself,

there's nowhere to hide

Your love I remember forever

Well don't make me close one more door

I don't want to hurt anymore

Stay in my arms if you dare

Must I imagine you there

Don't walk away from me

I have nothing,

Nothing

Nothing

Don't make me close one more door

I don't want to hurt anymore

Stay in my arms if you dare

Must I imagine you there

She was singing so hard, getting into it and throwing her arms out and the rest of us were getting just as riled up as she built the song higher and higher.

Don't walk away from me

Don't walk away from

Don't you dare walk away from me.

I have nothing,

Nothing

Nothing

If I don't have you

I cheered along with everyone else, so fucking proud of her. She just grinned and gave a little bow before she backed away from the mic before the DJ crowed. "Uh uh, where you think you going? We're not done."

Challenge accepted, Bella threw her arms out and motioned for him to bring it, and everybody watching went nuts.

Another song started playing and Bella hopped right in, harmonizing along with the music.

I am thinking of you
In my sleepless solitude tonight
If it's wrong to love you
Then my heart just won't let me be right
'Cause I've drowned in you
And I won't pull through
Without you by my side

I'd give my all

To have
Just one more night with you
I'd risk my life

To feel
Your body next to mine
'Cause I can't go on
Living in the memory of our song
I'd give my all for your love tonight

Baby can you feel me
Imagining I'm looking in your eyes
I can see you clearly
Vividly emblazoned in my mind
And yet you're so far
Like a distant star
I'm wishing on tonight

I'd give my all

"YES!" I yelled, going nuts right along with the crowd because that was my fucking wife up there. My quiet Bella who was happy and comfortable enough to get on this stage in front of at least a hundred people and fifty cameras and sing her heart out and fucking kill it.

I'd risk my life to feel
Your body next to mine
'Cause I can't go on
Living in the memory of our song

I'd give my all for your love tonight

I'd give my all to have
Just one more night with you
I'd risk my life to feel
Your body next to mine
'Cause I can't go on
Living in the memory of our song
I'd give my all for your love tonight

Give my all for your love
Tonight

Before the music even stopped she was completely drowned out by the screams and the DJ changed right into another song. As the opening bars to Love On Top played, Bella glared into the corner where the booth was situated. "Now you're just being an ass." She grumbled and shimmied, hiking the bottom of her skirt up a little, but it still didn't give her much room.

"She can't do the Queen!" Some idiot in the back of the room called.

"Quiet you," Bella waved a hand. "Start it over."

Laughing, the DJ started the song over and it was like someone hit a switched and turned Bella the Performer on. She rocked from side to side as best she could in the constricting dress and damn if she didn't power the fuck out of that song and it turned into a legit concert with people dancing and waving their hands in the air watching as my wife danced around on stage in her gown and completely astonished me.

When the key changes hit, my wife disappeared completely and a diva hit the stage. I'd never seen the woman move like that, even the tight dress didn't hinder her much as she replicated some of the moves from the video with the mic stand and added some of her own, ad-libbing and changing notes to suit her incredible range. She was so all over that stage that we all watched her hair start falling down out of its pins.

As the last note hit she literally dropped. The. Mic.

It hit the carpeted stage with a thud and she walked down the stairs, holding out a hand for me to help her.

"Daaaaaaaamn." The DJ called, and we ignored him as I rocked my woman in my arms. "You're fucking incredible." I whispered in her ear, but it was more like a yell with all of the noise the rest of the party was making. "Fucking incredible."

"I can't believe I did that." Bella laughed at herself as we rode the elevator back up to our room. She was wearing my tux jacket over her dress, and I was holding her heavy bouquet and both of our garment bags with our street clothes and cameras in them. She was so incredibly giddy that if I didn't know for a fact that she wouldn't dare drink while she was pregnant, I would have sworn she was drunk.

"You were amazing." I told her for the umpteenth time because I couldn't stop saying it.

"It was fun. Today was perfect Edward, thank you so much."

"Thank you Mrs. Cullen." I growled back, scooping her up as the elevator doors whooshed open and carrying her down the hall.

"Carrying me over the threshold?" Bella giggled, holding on to me.

"Did you really think I wouldn't?" I chided.

Sighing, she snuggled closer. "Perfect ending to a perfect day."

"Day's not over yet, Sweetheart." I correct, using the hand that was under her knees to slide the keycard in and open the door. The room was lit with a hundred flickering tea lights, battery operated, because the hotel wouldn't let me have real ones, and pink and red rose petals all over the white duvet.

"Oh. Edward." She gasped. "Jesus."

I carried her into the room and set her down, so I could put the Do Not Disturb sign on the door, and lock the deadbolt and the latch thing before I set our things down on the desk. Bella sat on the bed, sitting for the first time since she'd left the room hours ago and groaning as she tried to bend to take off her shoes.

"Here." I knelt and removed her shoes for her, and she moaned, and leaned back on her arms.

"Better?" I grinned, laughing at her. Bella nodded, and I took her feet into both hands, rubbing my thumbs into the arches. She moaned louder, and that shit just got me started. I'd wanted her since the very first second I saw her in this dress and every passing hour the longing just got more and more intense. I couldn't keep from whispering "I need you."

She sat upright and reached both hands down. I let go of her and stood, grabbing her hands and pulling her upright. My hands roamed all over her, looking for an escape hatch in all of the rhinestones because while the dress was fantastic, I wanted it off.

"Zipper." Bella said, showing me the right spot and I slowly tugged it down. She carefully eased the complicated looking neckline over her head and when she was free I pushed the heavy dress down her body. Beneath the dress she wore a plain strapless bra and a weird lace strip across her middle. When she saw me looking at it, she undid the tiny hooks down the front. "It tucked my waist in." She explained, and then set to helping me undress. Warm fingers undid the buttons on my shirt and gentle hands pushed the fabric off my shoulders and I kicked my shoes off at the same time. When it was off, she picked her dress up and laid it and my shirt across the desk while I whipped my undershirt over my head.

She came back to me and undid my belt, and I sucked in a deep breath as her fingers brushed against the skin of my stomach when she popped the button on my pants. "Fuck!" I hissed when she pulled the zipper down. A quick tug later and we were both in our underwear.

It wasn't our first time, our second, or third, but Bella wrapped an arm across her torso and blushed as if I'd never seen her naked before. As if we hadn't done this already. "I didn't have time to find anything nice to wear. The dress shop had waist cinchers and corsets and that's all."

"I don't care about any of that." I told her honestly, brushing a fallen strand from her ruined hairdo out of her face.

"You telling me you wouldn't like it?" She teased.

"Fuck no. But I don't need it. Come here." I led her into the bathroom where a still warm bubble bath waited with more flickering tealights. "All I need is you."

Pin by pin, I freed the rest of her hair, tossing the things on the counter as I found them. There must have been over 50 and it took a solid 5 minutes before her hair cascaded down her back in messy waves. She reached for my wrist, where I habitually kept her hair ties and piled all of her hair on top of head to keep it out of the way before we finished undressing and climbed into the huge tub.

Bella settled between my knees with a deep sigh and relaxed back into my chest. When I looked down at her face, her eyes were closed.

"Tired, Baby?" I asked, hoping not, even though I felt just as wiped as she looked. "We've done a lot of running this past couple days." Easing my hand down over her belly, I asked "How my babies doin' in there?"

"Mmm, good." Her answer was languid and slow as she placed her hands over mine. And I'm not tired, just relaxed."

"I call bullshit." I chuckled. "Today was perfect, but it was long as fuck. We can go to sleep, Baby."

"What's pressing into my back says otherwise."

Hell, it wasn't like I could hide my hard on when she was practically sitting on it.

"Ignore it."

"I don't want to." She rose up and turned, straddling me and I gaped at her. This was definitely new. "I seem to recall someone saying something about about all these alternate sex positions we could try when we were on our first date." As she talked, she lowered herself down onto me. "Something about cowgirl?"

When she was fully seated, I moaned.

"Christ woman, your pussy is going to be the death of me one day."

Bella gasped, and I felt her tighten around me. "You complaining?"

"What, do I look stupid to you?"

She raised up a little, and before she could do anything else, I gripped her hips and slammed her back down. She cried out loudly, and I was lost to her.

Mine.

My woman. My love. My wife.

When we had made love, softly for once, Bella relaxed down into the water and traced her wet fingers slowly over my chest.

"I love you." She whispered, lips pressed over my heart.

"I love you too." Placing I quick kiss over the top of her messy hair, I grinned. "If someone would have told me on the first day of Senior Year that I would graduate married, I would have laughed myself stupid. It's Forks." I ran my hands up and down her back. "It happens sometimes; last year Crowley's sister got married right before they graduated. But there was no one there I wanted Bella. No one. I would have happily graduated having never touched or dated anyone in that hellhole because I didn't want attachments. I hate it there, and I didn't see anyone worth making the effort for. But then you came, and… God, Bella."

She tilter her head back, resting her chin on my chest. "You sat there at that table, 5 foot nothing of all this hair and-"

"I'm 5'1." She huffed and pinched me.

Laughing, I corrected. "This tiny 5 foot 1 little thing with these glasses and those huge buns you used to wear at the back of your head. I had er… have this thing about nerds and skirts and glasses and you fucking floored me. And then you were so fucking sweet. So good to me and Alice, and Bree. If you'd said no, I think I might have hounded you the whole rest of the year." With a squeeze, I said "It's a good thing you gave in so soon." And then more seriously I added "I was prepared to fight for the chance to be with you."

Bella's eyes teared up, and her bottom lip quivered a bit. "Worth it." She said. "I didn't trust people, I still don't, but Alice convinced me that you weren't too good to be true and every single second since then has been worth it. If I could I would rewind time and accept that much sooner, just to have had this for one more day." Her voice broke off into a whisper and she turned her ear to my chest, hugging me close. "Nobody's ever cared about me the way you do. It was overwhelming at first, I thought surely it was some kind of cosmic mistake. I thought my Dad was too good to be true, and look what happened. I was right, he's just as bad as my mother, but then there was you, and Alice and Bree and Emmett, Esme and Carlisle, this perfect loving family who just… accepted me in. Even when just being held made me shake because no one ever hugged me, instead of thinking I was a freak, you just held me tighter and got me a weighted blanket. I don't have words for what that means to me… for what you mean to me Edward."

Her words overwhelmed me, and I felt too heavy to speak, but I had to say something. "I will always, always fight for you. The whole world can go to shit, but you will always have me. You and our babies. It was a cosmic mistake, Bella. You deserve everything. So much more than me, but it's entirely too late. You're mine now, and I'm never letting you go."

I wanted to sleep in Sunday morning, especially since Bella had surprised the hell out of me by waking me up in the middle of the night with a blow job, which led to another round of sex on a giant mound of pillows, but Bella figured that since we were at TubeCon we should take advantage and put in a full day since we missed Friday and only went half of Saturday. For someone that saw herself as so awkward, she knew how to network and she was brilliant about strategically making connections. I hadn't cared one way or the other about interacting with too many other YouTubers, but when I checked our account on a break between panels, we had a bunch of subscriptions from some pretty big names, and people from our side of the US asking to do collab videos sometimes. The girl was fucking amazing. She was a little anxious about the crowd over all, but not dealing with people one on one. When you put it in a different context, she lost all shyness about interacting with people. She saw it as contributing and doing things for our channel, but she didn't realize that she was also making friends. I was so proud of her it was ridiculous. She shined here, fucking flourished, and I was happy to sit back and let her do it.

Our phones were blowing the hell up from family members too. Not just social media alerts, but with calls and texts. Our family had found out, and thinking of their reactions made Bella so anxious that I put her phone on Do Not Disturb so the calls and texts wouldn't go through. I texted my father and told him that we were essentially working and if Mom and Alice continued to call us back to back like they were doing, our phones would die while we were in a strange town and it was crowded. If Bella and I got separated from one another, we needed to be able to call each other. Not only that, but we had to use our phones to interact with other people here and we couldn't do that if whatever we were doing was constantly being interrupted by calls and texts. Of course after the other day, Bella carried our chargers in her bag, but it worked and the calls and texts stopped.

At lunch, we grabbed sandwich wraps and water bottles and walked through the merch tables where some of the bigger YouTubers had various items for sale. I had absolutely no intention of buying any t-shirts with some other teenaged dude's face on it, but some of the the artists had some cool looking stuff. Bella's eye was caught by the beauty blogger section, and was surprised to see that Danny had a table and his own makeup line.

"It's like a soft launch." He explained to us. "I wanna see how it does small scale first"

"Do you have the colors you used on me yesterday?" Bella asked.

"You did her wedding makeup?" A blonde girl next to me asked, practically squealing. "It was gorgeous!"

I resisted the urge to tug on my ringing ear, and Danny grinned.

"I do, and I did." He reached over the table for Bella's hand. "Come let me do your makeup again gorgeous. WHY are you naked in here? Do you know how many cameras are in this place?"

"I don't own any makeup."

He looked horrified. "Not even lipstick?"

"Nothing."

"Girl, you kill me. Get your ass over here." He stomped his foot and Bella turned to me, smiling. "Do you mind?"

"No Baby, go ahead." I took her phone and her bag from her and shouldered it as that same excited ass girl yelled loudly. "DANNY'S GOING TO DO A MAKEUP DEMONSTRATION!"

Jesus, fuck!

I took several steps to the side away from her and Bella climbed onto the stool Danny had been sitting on. "Your husband's about to get trampled by a bunch of hussies." He stage whispered to her as, sure enough, females came flocking to the table to watch him apply Bella's makeup.

"They better not touch." She grumbled, eyes closed so she missed my grin. I filmed the whole process because even if we didn't upload it, Bella would probably want it since Danny was calling out what he used in what color as he made his decisions.

"I think we'll go light and do an easy every day look today," He mused after he'd covered her face in foundation. "Unless you're planning on breaking the internet again."

"Breaking the internet?" Bella blinked at him. "What do you mean?"

"You don't know?" he tsked and picked up another lighter brown jar. "Though I guess if I was on my honeymoon, I wouldn't be watching TV either. You were on the news."

I choked at that. "What?"

"On several networks, honey. Between that surprise wedding and Bella's singing down the house, both went viral last night and the news picked the stories up this morning."

"That explains how they found out." I sighed.

"Carlisle saw it on the news this morning, probably." Bella agreed, and she started to look a little nervous, but I couldn't say much to soothe her with so many people up our asses. Thankfully Danny took over and started explaining his methods to the observers, moving quickly. The end result was a lot more subtle than yesterday, but still very pretty.

Bella grinned at the mirror he held in front of her face and told him she'd take everything he'd used on her both today and yesterday. I stopped recording and everyone clapped, oohing and ahhing, and she motioned for me to pass her wallet over, but I removed mine and handed Danny my card instead. He passed it right back. "Your money's no good here this time. Consider it a wedding present, and a bribe to hang out and do another collab, aaaaaaand a selfish plug, because I totally expect you to tell people you're wearing my shit." Leaning down to air kiss her cheeks as she stood, he laughed. "But you're on your own for the next one."

"Deal." She giggled.

We somehow refrained from looking at those news reports at the convention, though barely. I worried that all the running around we'd been doing was starting to wear Bella down because she was getting sluggish, and anytime we sat, she dozed off for a bit, and we decided to pull the plug. During a break when everyone was standing to stretch, we snuck out of the side door only to run smack in the middle of a commotion in the main lobby.

"There they are!" Someone shouted, and at least 100 eyes turned towards us. The crowd parted and someone cut through the masses, making a beeline straight for us. A very, very familiar face.

Bella's hand shot out to grab mine, gripping so tight her nails were digging into my flesh painfully. "Oh God!"