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Song that inspired this chapter: I Found a Girl: the Vamps
12: I Found a Girl
"No, not that. Seriously Emmett?"
We were helping Bella and Edward shop for furniture. Emmett was having a little too much fun on the internet.
"You can't lie. You want this fuck swing. You can hang it in the middle of your room and just fuck in it. Come on Edward, you know you want it. You could probably get away with doing doggie style in it. You know you want too."
"If I buy it, I won't tell you."
"I'm going to buy this. You like Rosie?" he turned to look at me and I reached over and smacked him on the head. "Get that off the screen Emmett."
"Oh come on Babe! You wouldn't want one of these in our room if we get married?"
"No." I said reaching over and clicking on the other page where the beautifully designed master bedroom sets were displayed.
"That one looks nice." I said pointing to one called the Queen of England. That of course, made Emmett start laughing.
"So, Lizzie and Phil fuck in that thing? How well you think it holds up?"
"Oh, gross! That's not an image I wanted in my head." I said scrolling past the now unwelcoming image of that set.
"Poor baby Cullen's going to have the worst example of an uncle." Bella said sighing as she took a sip from her glass of milk.
"I will not be a bad example. I will be the best uncle that kid's gonna have! I'll be cool uncle Emmett."
Emmett and Alice were trying to see who could feel the baby kick more. Emmett seemed to be winning. The baby went crazy when Uncle Emmett talked to it.
"This one." I pointed to one called the Kensington. Presumably named after that other castle, or palace that the prince and princess resided at.
"That one looks gorgeous." Bella said leaning in closer to see the picture.
It was, so much so that she and Edward ordered it. Emmett was distracted with Mobile Strike. Edward was too, though he knew better than to focus on that game too long without checking on his wife's needs.
Later as I made dinner, Alice called me.
"Rose why me?" she sounded absolutely panicked.
"What's the matter Ali? Did you forget to wear underwear?"
"Shut up! No, Lucy's just like you said." she was whispering and I couldn't help but laugh.
"I told you. We should have bet before you left."
"It's not funny! She's sweet don't get me wrong but she keeps hugging me!" she sounded like she was near tears but I couldn't help it.
"That's great!" I leaned against the counter and let her vent to me.
"She says we're compatible, and wouldn't judge me if I let her son take me to his room to have sex before dinner!" she sounded completely shocked by that one. I started laughing unable to hold it together anymore. Auntie Lucy was showing them no mercy.
"Has she shown you embarrassing pictures of Jazz yet?"
"No, that's for dessert. Look Rosalie, I can't take it anymore!"
Emmett ambled into the kitchen. He grabbed a bottle of water and left. But not before shooting me a questioning look.
"You're over reacting Alice. Aunt Lucy isn't really that bad. She reminds me of someone I know.
"If someone is this hyperactive and so full of energy they have problems! How is she this energetic?"
"Ask yourself that question Alice. She reminds me of you. You know what some people say. Some people marry each other's parents."
Alice shrieked into my ear. "I am not!"
"I'm not saying you're going to go and marry Uncle Sam you perverted little fairy. All I'm saying is you're just as hyperactive, if not more than my Aunt. She's like this because whether you choose to believe it or not, she likes you. In fact gaging your reaction to her hugging you, she loves you. She wouldn't tell just any girl that my cousin would take you to his room for a shag before dinner if she didn't think you were perfect for him."
She took a moment to reply and when she did she sounded resigned.
"You're right. I'm sorry for overreacting. I know she loves me. I mean who doesn't?"
"You're starting to sound like your brother now." I said laughing.
"But yet, you like my big bear of a brother enough to be his girlfriend. You're a martyr sweetie. Bless your heart!." I laughed.
"Alright, Pixie. Go on and shag with my cousin before Aunt Lucy's famous baked chicken and mashed potatoes with chocolate peanut butter pie."
"How did you know?" she sounded surprised.
"I've been at enough of Aunt Lucy's dinners to know that when she meets any girl her sons bring over, she makes her famous baked chicken and mashed potatoes with chocolate peanut butter pie for dessert. It's a given. Now go on, shag with my cousin."
"Stop it! I'm not!"
"Oh Mary Alice, there's no shame in admitting you've had sex with Jazzy."
"Rose. Come on."
"So, did he inherit the famous Hale genes? Is he good in bed? Aunt Lucy says that…"
"I am not, nor will I ever tell you about mine and Jasper's sexual activity!" she sounded like she was about to strangle me. Oh well.
"Oh, so you admit you have had sex with him?"
"Okay I'm hanging up now. Bye Rose."
"Don't forget to swallow!" I said before hanging up and doubling over with laughter.
Emmett was taking me to meet his Grandma tomorrow. Edward had told me she was no Lucy. She was sweet, yes, but she wouldn't tell me she'd let me shag in the guest room with my boyfriend.
The sex part only came up because I had brought it up at dinner. Both Emmett and Edward had laughed uncontrollably when I'd said it.
Bella had told me she was a total sweetheart. She had been at the wedding, but I hadn't really socialized with the Cullen clan. I was a bridesmaid and busy keeping track of my boyfriend who had all the young people enamored by him.
They lived in Fontana, about forty five minutes from here. Emmett and his Grandma had planned it all out and she had told him she was excited to meet me. She was Carlisle's Mom.
I couldn't wait to meet her either.
"I can't believe Tyler got himself a date." Tanya said with a grin.
"How did he find her anyway?" I asked.
"Your album release party. She was Katy Perry's plus one. They were talking and laughing by the end of the night. I guess he went and stayed at her place for the weekend."
"Well, I'm sure she'll be reeled in by his Aussie accent and general sexual appeal." Jess snickered and I nodded.
Contrary to everybody's belief, I hadn't ever been sexually or mentally attracted to him. He had always been like a brother to me. Nothing more, nothing less. He was the brother Mom and Dad never had for us girls. And they treated him that way too.
"I dated this hot chick from Australia once." Emmett grinned before taking a forkful of the pasta I'd made. Stories about his exes didn't bug me like I thought they would. They actually made me feel more confidant in knowing I was his, and he was mine and that's how he wanted it to stay.
"Oh, go on, go on." Riley said. He loved Emmett's stories.
"Her name was Ashley. She was a hot model. I was about twenty. Let me tell you, her accent does more than just reel you in." he winked and we all got that double meaning.
"How good are Australians in bed?" I asked.
"I don't know about men but girls… holy fuck." Emmett said and we all laughed.
"I'm sure the men are just as good as they are." Tanya laughed and we nodded in agreement.
The next day right after breakfast, Emmett and I set out on our drive to his Grandma's. It was fun the whole way there. With Emmett, I could really be myself. I didn't have to hide anything. Yes, we were a month and a few days into our relationship, but we were still getting to know each other. This was something Connor and I had never done. We usually did this by playing games. His favorite was 21 questions. He'd always love going first. That's what we were doing now.
"What was your first word?" I bit my bottom lip and thought about it for a minute.
"Bella. Mom said that they tried making me say Mom, or Dad but I didn't. According to them, I was in my bassinet, and they were talking about her and I just said Bella as clear as day."
"Look at you Rosie, sucking up to big sis." he snickered and I smacked him.
"So not true!"
"Yes it is. No, I'm just teasing you. Okay your turn. I'm so ready."
"Most embarrassing thing you ever did as a teen?"
"You gotta rephrase that one Rose." He said with a smirk.
"Okay, most embarrassing thing you were caught doing as a teen?"
He didn't even take a second to think about it. He just dove right into the story. "I was sixteen and I was staying at Grandma's for the summer. She had gone to one of her old lady things. You know how Grandmas are. Going to classes to get better at knitting and baking us cookies and making orgasmic food. So I thought I had the house to myself you know? Grandpa was who knows where, think he was at his country club." he paused to take a breath before continuing.
"So I thought I had time to rub one out. I hadn't had sex in two weeks. When you're a guy like I was in high school, two weeks is like an eternity! Sex is amazing." I smiled before taking a drink from my coffee.
"Anyway, so I thought man I gotta do this now! So I pulled out Eddie's awesome stash of porn. Ed and I didn't believe in Pornhub. Why pay for an online subscription when your older brother can get you the best?"
"I wouldn't know." he chuckled still smiling as he went on. "So I was really into it. I was about to shoot my load when the door opens and Grandma walks in with a sandwich and cookies." he started laughing as I gasped in horror.
"She saw you masturbating?" I squeaked as he kept laughing.
"Fuck yeah she did. No shame Rose. Here's how I see it. If a man's gotta rub it out, a man's gotta rub it out. Shit, if I really wanted to I could pull over right now and rub one out. You wanna watch?" he winked with a smirk playing on his lips. Hmm, that wouldn't be such a bad idea.
"I think we'd better get to your grandparents' first." I said and he just smiled and focused on the road for a bit. He had run out of questions, it seemed.
"So, Rose." Emmett spoke up when we were just outside the city his Grandparents resided in.
"Hmm?" I looked up from his phone. He had asked, no begged me to pass him a few levels in Cookie Jam because I had the magic touch. Or so he said. He hated being last in anything that had a leader board. So, me being the all to giving person grabbed his phone and started playing. He now had higher scores than I or Bella had and he was in first place.
"I'm sorry if I make you mad when I ask this. And you don't even have to answer this. But are you mad that Connor and Lauren are together? I mean, are you mad that he just up and left the way he did?"
I locked the screen and set the phone down on the console between us. Emmett looked deeply concerned after he'd asked this question. I knew he truly cared about my feelings and that was absolutely the most amazing thing I could have ever known.
"I was." I leaned back in my seat and watched as he watched the road. I could see his face in the mirror. He still looked concerned.
"I'm pretty much over it honestly. I mean it still sort of stings that he didn't even take any time after our breakup before getting with her. Granted, he was technically with her before I threw him out. I mean they could have made out at his house at least. Not in front of a night club."
He nodded. "Now it's just whatever. I'm better off now. I'm with you and that makes me the happiest I've ever been in a long time." A huge smile spread across his face when I said that.
"You have no idea how happy that makes me Rose." he said still grinning boyishly as we pulled up to a beautiful house. It was at least three stories tall and painted off white with a blue roof. There were large windows in front. And that's where I saw Grandma Cullen standing with an excited grin. I got out of the car and carefully lifted the big bouquet of flowers out of the backseat. Emmett put a hand on my shoulder as we walked toward the blue door. It swung open before we could ring the doorbell.
"Emmett sweetheart! Come here and give your grandma a hug!" Emmett laughed and hugged his grandma as her husband came up behind her and smiled a welcoming smile at me.
"You must be Rosalie." he said still smiling as he enveloped me in a warm hug.
"It's nice to meet you." I said when he let me go. He looked just like his son, minus the blue eyes. He had dark brown eyes, almost like Bella's.
"We've been waiting a long time to meet you!" Elizabeth said hugging me tightly.
"Oh Liz, it's only been a few weeks." her husband said and she chuckled.
"It's still quite a long time. Come in!"
I handed her the bouquet of flowers and she gushed over them and said they would look beautiful in the center of the dining table.
"Come on Son, I have to show you what came in last week." Emmett's face brightened instantly.
"It came in?"
"It did. Come on."
"You'll be okay?" Emmett asked over his shoulder as he stopped in the doorway to the kitchen.
"I'll be fine, go."
"Awesome." he grinned and then he was off. We could hear their animated conversation from somewhere in the house a few seconds later.
"Would you like to help with the meal Rosalie?"
"I'd love to." I said taking off my light sweater and carefully hanging it over a chair. She smiled and directed me to the sink.
"How did you meet Emmett?" she asked as we stood side by side pealing the potatoes. She was making scalloped potatoes with roasted chicken, grilled vegetables and she had mentioned a blueberry pie.
"At Carlisle and Esme's for Christmas dinner. I had heard of him numerous times before. And I had seen him at a few award shows. I guess I just didn't get the chance to talk to him until then."
"Oh yes! Edward and I weren't able to make it that year. We had a few of our friends over. You were with the other fellow at that time weren't you?" I smiled.
"I was."
"I've seen pictures of you in the magazines. Edward doesn't very much like that I have them, but I keep them for Emmett and now you. You two look wonderful together." She smiled warmly at me and I instantly felt like I was part of the family then. She made me feel that way.
"Thank you."
"Oh honey, you don't have to thank me. I know a great couple when I see one. When Carlisle brought Esme home to us when they were in college, I knew she was the right one for our youngest son. He had had quite a few girlfriends in high school but none of them were as perfect for him as Esme. They balance each other out and compliment each other beautifully."
"They're amazing parents." She nodded.
"They are. I pride myself in knowing I raised Carlisle to bee a respectable man and a wonderful father to all three of his children."
Her face glowed with love as she mentioned her kids and grandkids. You could literally feel the love she had for all of them whenever she spoke of them.
"Emmett has always been a big teddy bear you know. From the day he was born. We were sitting in the living room with an album full of pictures of her own kids and their kids.
She flipped through the pages until she found what she was looking for.
"Here he is. Just minutes after he was born." I leaned over and smiled at the picture.
He was adorable. He had a head full of dark hair. He lay in Carlisle's arms with his eyes wide open staring up at his father. He was rapped in a big blue blanket. His mouth was open, and it looked like he was crying. She had been right. He looked huge for a baby just born a few minutes before that picture was taken.
"He was very chubby. I always said he had sausage links for arms. Edward loved to squeeze them whenever he could."
"He's so cute. I've never seen a baby as adorable as that." she pushed the album toward me. The next ten pages are all of him. Enjoy." she smiled as I looked at the pictures of Emmett's evolution from newborn to sexy and attractive high school senior. I assumed Esme and Carlisle had always sent them all their school pictures. From the time he was in high school till now, he remained the same. In every picture of him in high school, he had that adorable boyish dimpled smile.
Even in his football pictures surrounded by all his team mates, and the cheerleaders. I noticed one picture where he stood next to a very attractive brunette who was rapped around him territorially. I knew she was probably one of the many girlfriends he'd had in high school, so I left it alone.
When I was done, she took the album away and she told me all sorts of stories about Emmett that made us both laugh.
"Emmett may not tell you this story, but I am his grandmother. So I believe I've earned the rights to tell such stories. This first one I'm about to tell you is one of my favorites about him. One night during a pretty bad thunderstorm, the power had gone out. I knew he was probably angry because he loved using his Macbook to chat with his friends. Mason had asked me to check on him to make sure he was alright. So off I went down the hall. When I opened the door he was on his side, his computer on his bedside table. He was sleeping and clutching his teddy bear from his baby days close to his chest." she smiled.
"Oh my goodness. Do you have a picture?" That was so adorable. Emmett sleeping with a teddy bear. This was something I had to see.
"Oh of course." She pulled down another album from a shelf and opened it up to the picture. When I saw it I started to laugh. He looked to be in his teens. Thirteen or fourteen. He was hugging a big fluffy blue teddybear close. His hair was a mess and he was even smiling.
"How old was he?" I asked curiously.
"He was just days from turning sixteen. His parents had sent him here for a few days before they arrived for his party."
"I can't believe he didn't tell me this story."
"Oh honey, he's probably embarrassed. I have half a dozen copies of this one. Would you like to keep it?"
"Oh can I?"
She smiled and opened a drawer and pulled out a yellow envelope. She flipped through all the other pictures she had before pulling out the one she wanted.
She handed it to me with a warm smile. "Just don't tell him you have it until you feel it's a good time to share." I grinned and she handed me a white envelope to put it in. I did and put it in my purse making sure that it wouldn't bend.
She closed the album and we sat down again. She had made hot chocolate for us while we waited for lunch to be ready.
"Now this next one is the story of the century for Emmett. I haven't told a soul but I think you should know."
"What is it?" I took a sip of my chocolate and got comfortable on the couch and listened as she told me.
"Well, it was a hot day in the middle of July. I had just returned from my gardening club meet up. And I thought it would be nice to make Emmett lunch. So I did what all Grandmas do and made him his favorite sandwich with his favorite cookies." she paused to take a drink from her mug. As she did, I realized what story she was telling. I knew I would probably laugh sometime soon, so I set the mug down in front of me and listened as she continued.
"And so I went upstairs to look for him. Now you won't believe this." she leaned forward and said the next part in a lowered voice.
"I opened the door and I caught him in the act! My dear, he was flogging the log, as you youngsters put it."
I started to laugh quietly and she continued.
"He was getting off to a half naked woman on a page of a magazine. But that isn't the best part."
"There's more?"
"Oh yes. He had kicked his pants and underwear off. The underwear were clear across the room at my feet! They had Tarzan on the front near the crotch hole." I gasped before putting my face in my handsunable to keep from laughing. She joined me and we couldn't stop for a few minutes. Once we composed ourselves I asked what had happened next.
"Oh Honey, he screamed like a girl. He jumped up and fell on all fours. He grabbed his underwear and put it on backwards before struggling to put his jeans back on. He looked like a monkey the way he kept leaping from one foot to the other."
"Oh my!" I started laughing again as Emmett strode into the room with a box in his arms. He beamed when he saw his Grandma and I still laughing.
"Whatcha guys doing?" He asked sitting on the couch. He took my mug and was about to take a drink when Elizabeth stopped him.
"Emmett Christof Cullen, you put that back down! That's Rosalie's."
"Aw, but…" he pouted and she snapped her fingers, and like a kid getting caught stealing from the cookie jar, he sighed defeatedly and put it down.
She got up and went to serve him his own and I grinned up at him. He returned the smile and slung a powerful arm around my shoulders.
"What are you so happy about?" I asked him. He looked over at the box with a huge grin.
"My new and improved laptop." He opened the box with a flourish and I looked inside. It was a very fancy looking computer. It was silver and Apple. The modifications and improvements were visible. I didn't know what the two switches and knobs did, and I knew that if I asked him, it would take him forever to go over it.
"That's very nice. I bet you could rule the world with that." Elizabeth said coming in with hot chocolate for him. He closed the box and nodded enthusiastically.
"The whole universe Gram, the whole entire universe."
"Now son, don't get carried away." Edward said coming in behind his wife. They sat in front of us on the couch opposite and then the Spanish inquisition began.
"Alright Honey, this is the part every girlfriend dreads, but it has to be done. Bella survived. I know you'll pass this with flying colors." Gram said with a smile at me.
"Okay. I'm ready." I sat up straighter and waited.
"What did you do before you took off with your singing career?" she asked.
"I went to high school. I was a cheerleader for all four years. I was captain for two of those years. I was head of the student council, and class president. I was also in drama and choir. After school, I worked at an animal shelter for volunteer hours I needed for one of the clubs I was in. When I was four months into my senior year, I was picked up for a record deal. I worked on my album whenever I could, and still managed to keep up with my classes and graduate on time. I also had a summer job at my friend Angela's sister's store, the Candy Crate."
"You were quite the busy bee my dear." Gram said admiringly.
"I really was. I don't even know how I did it."
"What plans do you have for your future?" Mason asked.
"I want to continue working on music. But I also want to take a break, and explore new possibilities. I've always wanted to write a book, or maybe even get into modeling."
"You certainly are beautiful enough to be a model." Gram said.
"Thank you."
"What about kids?" Edward asked.
I laughed at his enthusiasm.
"I do want them in a few years. Not more than five years from now. I don't want to be too old you know?"
"Understandable." Gram said as Emmett beamed proudly at me.
"Well, Emmett you've got yourself a good one. Don't let her go." Edward said sternly. Emmett laughed easily.
"I won't. Promise. I'm the luckiest guy in the world because I have her." I felt my cheeks burning as he said it. My heart felt like it swelled up to three times it's size.
"Oh you kiss ass." his grandfather said, playfully glaring at his second grandson. Emmett just grinned and a few minutes later, we sat down to lunch. It was nearly two in the afternoon by then.
There were no more embarrassing stories shared about Emmett, but there were quite a bit about Edward and Bella's first visit as a couple.
"Edward kept running his fingers through his hair. He was pretty nervous. But like you, we adored Bella. She was so shy."
"And she always blushed." Edward said with a chuckle.
"If you see her at Thanksgiving, don't tell her that. I did and she threw hot coffee at me." Emmett said.
"Sweet Bella?" Gram looked surprised.
"Yep." He told them the story and we were all laughing by the end of it.
By dessert, we were all friends, trading funny stories and embarrassing moments. I had even put my big girl panties on and told them about Emmett calling me on the night I found out Connor cheated on me. As I told them the story, I realized that without Emmett, I probably wouldn't have come out of it in one piece. Emmett truly was my other half. He had found the way to fix me up and make me myself again.
When we left at almost five, Gram made me promise to call her regularly and add her on Facebook.
"I'll see you both at Thanksgiving dinner." Edward said hugging us both.
"We'll see you then." I said climbing into the car. Emmett closed the door and walked around the front of the car to get to his side. His grandparents watched as we pulled away.
"What do you think Rose?" Emmett asked as we drove onto the highway.
"Emmett, your grandparents are so sweet. I love them. Your Gram really made me feel welcome."
"That's Gram for you." he grinned.
"Thank you for taking me." I Said smiling over at him.
"Aw Rose you don't have to thank me." he said his cheeks turning pink.
"I did anyway, so there." I said and he laughed.
It was when we were halfway home, when I saw a middle aged man with a little girl on the side of the road selling beautiful red, pink and white roses and what looked to be carnations. I was about to ask Emmett if he'd seen them when he suddenly got this look on his face and pulled over. I didn't even have time to ask him before he got out and confidently strode toward them. I could tell the little girl knew who he was. She screamed and started bouncing in place. I made to get out of the car, but Emmett gestured for me to stay inside.
I ducked my head and let my hair fall around my face in case someone decided to look into the car and see who was in the passenger seat.
I watched Emmett as he talked with the little girl and her Dad. They nodded as he talked and as he handed them money, I saw the little girl's eyes grow wide and she began to cry as she rushed forward to hug him. He bent down and hugged her and then he stood. The man lifted all of the flowers out of the boxes, plastic and all and handed the ginormous armload to Emmett who smiled at them. He easily held it in one arm as the guy rushed to a truck and pulled out an even bigger armload of beautiful long stemmed red roses. They were all tied with shiny pink, purple and white ribbons. My eyes widened at the size of the armload of flowers as he walked over to Emmett who grinned and took them from him. What on God's green earth was Emmett planning to do with so many flowers?
They talked for a bit longer before the man and little girl got into their truck with huge smiles on their faces. Emmett walked back to my side of the car and opened my door. I thought he wanted me to get out but he shook his head.
"So, Rose." he began as he stood in front of me.
"I got these flowers for a few reasons. The first one being that I knew why they were selling them. This is the only way they make money so they can buy their groceries, pay their bills and have a roof over their heads. I felt bad for them, and I wanted them to go home happy tonight. Another reason I got them is because I know what they're going through. Believe it or not, when Edward and I were kids, we lost a lot of money because of some financial crisis or something like that. I don't really remember. And lastly because I saw them and how pretty they were and they reminded me of you. I mean nothing will ever be as beautiful as you Rosie, but that's just me. So all of these are for you."
I felt a lump rise up in my throat as I looked up at Emmett who waited for an answer from me.
"Oh Emmet." I got out of the car and opened the back door. "You're so sweet. Let's put them in here." He grinned at me and we arranged them all in the backseat and used the seat belts to keep them upright. When we were done I threw my arms around his neck and pulled his face down to mine as I kissed him. Cars whizzed past us. They didn't seem to know or care who we were as we stood in each other's arms, making out like two teenagers.
When we pulled away a few minutes later, we were smiling like idiots. We got back into the car and drove the rest of the way home holding hands across the console. Emmett Cullen was one in a trillion, I knew. He was the greatest gift from above and I was happier now, more than ever. He was all mine. All six feet and five inches of him.
Sure, he had flaws, but didn't everyone? You had to learn to love the imperfect person perfectly. Or so the saying went. It hit me then, like a ton of bricks. I was finally coming to terms with the fact that I was undoubtedly and undeniably in love with Emmett Christof Cullen. It may have been too soon, but you couldn't control love. Once it happened, it happened. He made me feel so many things. Things that the other guy didn't. Now I knew what real love was. What Connor and I had was puppy love. This was hardcore love.
I wondered if what Emmett had told me when he was drunk was true. If he loved me too. I guess time would only tell.
When we got home, we unloaded all of my flowers and the leftovers Gram had sent home for Bells and Edward. When we walked in with all of it, Bella gasped and rushed, or waddled over to help us.
"Did Gram go all out?" she looked amazed at the sight of all the flowers.
"With the food yes." I answered handing her the big covered dish and pan.
"The flowers were given to me by Emmett." Bella turned to Emmett with an appreciative look.
"Emmett, you are one hell of a guy."
"Thank you Bella." he grinned and we walked upstairs to my room. We spent a good fifteen minutes rearranging a few of my things for all the beautiful flowers. Bella brought up a bunch of glass vases she had left over from her wedding and some Esme had given me as gifts for the house. She Emmett and I arranged all the flowers in them and when we were done, we stood back and admired our work.
I pulled out my phone and snapped a picture of them before sending it to Mom. I uploaded it to my Instagram and immediately received thousands of comments and likes. The caption on the picture read:
Look at the beautiful flowers Emmett gave me! They've officially invaded my bedroom! Aren't they simply beautiful?
Emmett had uploaded a picture too. The caption made me smile at him as he sat on the edge of my bed with Bella as they discussed him helping her move some things across the street. They would officially be moved out by Monday. My house was just losing people left and right. I knew it was for the best though.
Emmett's caption read:
So I may have bought about a thousand flowers for her. But she only deserves the beautifulest things don'tcha think? ;)
I liked it and watched as the comments flooded in. I smiled when I read them. I locked my phone after a while and joined in on the moving conversation.
A few hours later, Tyler came home. I met him in the doorway, itching to hear about his new lady love and the weekend they'd had together.
He came in, went upstairs and into his room. When we were inside, he flopped onto the bed and sighed.
"Rose, maybe I should just go and play for the other team. I'm not cut out for this."
"What team?"
"Oh come on." he groaned throwing his arm over his face. "I should come out. I mean you know I'm not gay, but I've resigned myself to knowing I'm not good enough for all the hot girls around here."
"What happened? Did you scare her away with your Australian sex appeal and charm?"
"Oh fuck me." he groaned again. "How did you know?"
"I didn't. Really Tyler? I was kidding."
"I'm not. She's not keen about guys." he mumbled.
I gasped, unable to believe what I was hearing. I had to ask him to repeat himself.
"You heard me. She's not into guys. She loves girls." He slumped his shoulders and put his head in his hands.
"Oh Tyler I'm so sorry." I sat next to him and put a comforting arm around his shoulders. Emmett came in then, saw Tyler slumped over and said,
"Was she a bad lay Ty? I told you there are three ways to figuring out if she's worth getting into bed with. Hotness, smell and…"
"Dude." Tyler pulled his hands from his face and looked at Emmett with a disappointed frown.
"I followed your rules. She passed all three tests. She was definitely hot. Fucking hot. And she smelled like a bouquet of roses and vanilla. And she was a great dancer."
"Then what's with the gloom and doom?" Emmett asked leaning against the door frame.
"She prefers pussy!" Tyler cried falling back onto the bed.
"We'd be great friends then. I fucking love pussy too." Tyler made a sound in his throat and Emmett sighed.
"I'm sorry dude. You know, maybe Alec can help. He's the manliest gay around. He can get you Royce King if you…"
"Emmett, don't." Tyler sat up again.
"Maybe I just need to get a plenty of fish."
"No!" Emmett looked horrified.
"No plenty of fish. The only kinds of girls that get on there are the kinds that use guys for sex."
"I'll get it then. I need sex. I haven't had sex in months!"
"It's an eternity right?" Emmett asked. I left the room as Emmett sympathized with him over an eternity without sex.
I went downstairs got a carton of ice-cream, three spoons, and three bowls. I walked upstairs and sat at Tyler's desk and served the guys huge portions.
"Thanks Rose." Tyler said hugging me.
"You need it. Now eat. I don't share my raspberry cheesecake ice cream with just anyone. Emmett licked his lips as if to emphasize that statement.
Tyler's smile returned after I reminded him that there were still trillions of girls out there and he could run into the one anytime, anywhere.
"I ran into Rose at Christmas dinner. I just couldn't snatch her up. Maybe you'll find yours tomorrow." Emmett suggested.
Tyler was on his phone when Emmett said that. So when he said, "No fucking way!" I thought he was disagreeing with what he had just said. But I was wrong.
"A thousand flowers man? That's over the top! You're not serious!"
Emmett beamed. "Do not doubt that picture for a second. Go into her room and see for yourself."
Tyler stood and headed out the door. The way Emmett sat there on the edge of the bed reminded me of Gram's story. I crossed the room and sat next to him, resting my head on his arm.
"Emmy, you have some explaining to do later." he turned to me his eyebrows raised.
"What did I do Rosie?"
"I'll tell you when we're in my room, alone." I winked and he smirked.
"Alrighty." Tyler came back in then, looking awestruck.
"You are one hell of a guy. Rose, can I trade you places so I can get those roses?""Nope. I wouldn't trade my life for the world." I said.
Later that night, Emmett and I were in my room. I was replying to a few emails and sending out tweets to those few lucky people who were getting the special edition of my album that included a signed poster and my lyric book. Emmett lay on my bed on his twitter too. Girls still tweeted him asking him to please notice them and love them.
A girl who called her self Emmett's BabyDoll constantly asked him to go over to her house so they could have dinner and get married. I found it amusing. She liked each and every single one of his tweets. The other day, he had tweeted at three in the morning, and there she was, liking and asking him to dinner and an impromptu marriage.
When I was done I climbed onto the bed and lay next to him.
"So, Emmett, guess what your Gram told me today?" I asked. He turned to me setting his phone aside.
"Did she say that I had a second big toe on my left foot?"
I snickered. "Not exactly."
"Then what?"
"First things first. She showed me a baby picture of you. Emmett you were cute!"
"Ah man did she really?"
"Yes! It was adorable! You were in Carlisle's arms and you were crying. You were rapped in this cute blue blanket and…"
"Oh okay. In that case yes, I was the cutest fucking kid in that whole hospital. Every nurse loved me."
"We were born in the same hospital Emm. She showed me your baby card. We were both born at Kaiser."
"No we were not!"
"Yes we were. You have full permission to call my Mom and ask her."
He grabbed his phone and did just that.
"Hey Renee. Curious was Rose really born at Kaiser?" he had it on speaker.
"Yes she was. I barely had time to get settled when I delivered her. She moved fast. She slid from me thirty minutes after we got there. She was the cutest little thing."
'Okay Mom, thanks." I stopped her before she could go any further. Ew, I didn't need the details on my arrival into the world.
"Oh honey, Emmett has every right to know. He made a face.
"Nope, not that. Deliveries sound gross."
"You won't be saying that when you see one for yourself. Now I've got to go. Date night." and with that she hung up.
"Anyway." I said propping myself up on my elbow, "She told me her side of the story."
"What story?" he asked.
"The masturbation story."
"And did you like it?" he winked and I laughed.
"Emmett, when she mentions that you were jacking off to a half naked lady and that you had Tarzan underwear, you can't help but enjoy the image she conjured up."
"I have no shame in admitting I had them. Shit I still have them. I even bought myself a new pair. Wanna know the best part?" he asked grinning.
"What?"
"I'm wearing them right now." Want to see?" Before I could answer, Emmett stood up, unzipped his fly and his pants fell to the floor. I found it hard to breathe when I saw him there, in his Tarzan briefs. I leaned to the side to get a side view as he smirked at me.
"Keep those around for a long time." I said breathlessly. He grinned pulled his pants up and jumped onto the bed and pulled me onto his lap.
We ended up catching up on True Blood for the rest of the night. He hated the fact that Sookie's Gran had died. But not as much as he despised Arlene's Fiance for killing all of those innocent women.
"That mother fucker!" he exclaimed when that episode was over. "That fucking assassin!"
"I know. He's such an evil son of a bitch. I can't believe he'd do such a thing." I said as Tyler barged in with his guitar.
"I wrote a song." he announced.
"Is it about pussy?" Emmett asked eagerly.
"Not exactly. You two want to hear it?"
"Sure." I sat up and he strummed a few chords. Oh, Rose, can you do the back ups? I wrote them down."
"Yep." he handed me the paper, and he cleared his throat before he began to sing.
This girl moved into my apartment one day, One look at her my heart was stopping (heartbreak)
I did whatever she was asking. She said "maybe later catch you in the elevator"
A couple days we got to hanging real close, Turns out she wasn't even taken (no no)
I made a move she said "baby you're mistaken, I'm not into bacon"
She got that smile and that body is to die for, One of a kind and that's why it makes me cry
'Cause I found a girl, Who's in love with a girl
She said that she tried But she's not into guys
Oh, why, tell me why, Did I fall for those eyes?
She said I was nice, But she's not into guys
I found a girl
I should've known to walk away then
I should've left it alone
But when she called me on the phone we'd be hanging again
Under the premise of friends
But now she only talks to me about some other woman
She says She got that smile, And that body is to die for
One of a kind
And that's why it makes me cry
'Cause I found a girl, Who's in love with a girl
She said, that she tried
But she's not into guys
Oh, why, tell me why, Did I fall for those eyes?
She said I was nice
But she's not into guys
I found a girl
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh
I found a girl
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh
I can't believe I met somebody like you
And now I feel like a fool
Anatomy is so cruel
I can't believe it I just think like a man
That you just wanted me bad
But you had different plans
'Cause I found a girl, Who's in love with a girl
She said, that she tried
But she's not into guys
Oh, why, tell me why, Did I fall for those eyes?
She said I was nice
But she's not into guys
I found a girl
I found a girl
Who's in love with a girl
She said, that she tried
But she's not into guys
Oh, why, tell me why
Did I fall for those eyes?
She said I was nice
But she's not into guys
I found a girl.
"Tyler, absolutely an awesome song." I praised him as I handed him back his lyrics.
"You really put your feelings out there. I love it. Are you going to have another guy sing it?"
Tyler grinned. "Nope. I'm releasing it as a single."
"Fucking awesome." Emmett said and they high Fived.
"Can you help me with the submitting and all that Rose?"
"Of course I can. You just let me know when and I'll talk to the right people."
"Thank you!" He looked so happy. He hugged me and left the room.
"Well Rosie." Emmett said standing and stretching, "I'm feeling like burning a few logs. Want to roast marshmallows with me?"
"Only if we get to put those roasted marshmallows between two graham crackers and chocolate."
"S'mores coming right up." I slipped on my shoes and we walked downstairs hand in hand to enjoy a night out under the stars with our s'mores.