|What Happens in Vegas
Author: MeganRachel09 PM
Isabella Swan lives a boring, serious lifestyle. So does Edward Cullen. When the two are dragged to Las Vegas by their friends and then abandoned, what happens when they find each other? What happens in Vegas doesn't always stay in Vegas.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Drama - Chapters: 3 - Words: 6,187 - Reviews: 71 - Favs: 59 - Follows: 90 - Updated: 11-29-09 - Published: 05-26-08 - id: 4281010
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"Really, guys, you don't have to come," I muttered as I stood in the elevator with Rose, Alice and Jasper.
"Bella, we want to come. We want to see this guy," Alice said, bouncing excitedly around Jasper as we waited for the elevator to reach the lobby.
"Yeah, but I don't want you to come," I muttered under my breath as I shifted nervously from foot to foot, my right hand twirling my wedding band around on me left hand.
"Bella, calm down. Everything's going to be fine," Rosalie said softly, reaching across Jasper and Alice to pry my hands apart. Just then, the elevator doors opened and I drew in a ragged breath as Rosalie pulled me out of the elevator with Jasper and Alice following us.
"There he is," I muttered as I spotted him leaning against the far wall. His hair was messy and as I watched, he brought his hand up and dragged it through him hair, making me wonder if he had been doing that all morning.
"God, he is hot," Rosalie exclaimed quietly as Alice nodded her head. Jasper rolled his eyes and looked away, obviously uncomfortable with his fiancée and sister talking about how hot a guy was. Alice picked up on this and wrapped her hands around Jasper's waist.
"But not as hot as my man," she giggled as Jasper rolled his eyes again, with a slight smirk on his lips and leaned down to press his lips to Alice's forehead.
"He looks really familiar," Jasper finally said as we all stood there, just staring at an unaware Edward. My husband. That was weird to say. Alice and Rosalie both nodded their heads in agreement as they looked at him. I could imagine the gears turning in their heads as their brows furrowed, trying to place where they knew him from.
"Oh my God! I know who that is!" Rosalie exclaimed in a loud whisper as she jumped up excitedly.
"Please tell me he isn't one of your ex-boyfriends or something," I said in a tired voice as I closed my eyes, dreading her answer.
"No!" Rosalie exclaimed and I opened my eyes to see her rolling her eyes at me before she turned to Alice and Jasper. "He's the bartender from that really cool club in Seattle!"
"Oh yeah! He is!" Jasper exclaimed, smiling at me. "He's really nice, Bella. He doesn't take advantage of all the drunk girls at the bar like most of the other bartenders."
"Yeah," Alice agreed. "He just talks to people. I was at the bar one time waiting for Jazz and Rose to get there and there was this guy hitting on me and he came by and told the guy to leave me alone because my boyfriend was pretty jealous and he would beat the crap out of the guy."
"I remember you telling me about that," Rosalie chuckled. "Yeah, I was at the bar once and there were all these girls there and they were all flirting with him and he just sort of smiled politely and kept making their drinks. I thought he was gay for a while there because he never even tried to flirt with me, but obviously he isn't."
"Obviously not," I rolled my eyes. "Come on. He probably thinks I'm like freaking out and not coming to meet him here." Just as we took a collective step forward, a huge man came bounding up to Edward and threw an enormous arm around his shoulder.
"Hey baby bro, where's my sister?" the guy exclaimed immediately as he looked around the room. I saw Edward shift beneath his brother's arm and elbow him in the side. "Ow! What was that for?" Edward's brother whined as he pulled his arm back.
"You're so annoying," Edward rolled his eyes. "I thought I told you to stay upstairs?"
"It's boring up there alone," Edward's brother whined like a little kid.
"Okay fine. But… do me a favor and don't say anything stupid or embarrassing in front of Bella, okay? Because she's already going to feel really uncomfortable. Please, Emmett? Don't make her hate me anymore than she probably already does?" Edward begged his brother. "That is, if she even comes."
"You don't want me to embarrass ya'll? So that means no baby stories or nicknames or questions about the wedding night or…" Emmett, apparently, babbled on and on, obviously trying to annoy Edward. I started blushing from Emmett's questions while Edward just rolled his eyes and let his brother keep talking and his eyes roamed the room.
"You guys, that's the guy from last night," Rosalie whispered, her eyes on Emmett. I was about to reply when Edward suddenly looked straight at me, our eyes meeting across the room. Edward started walking toward me, leaving Emmett alone against the wall.
"No stories about… Wait! Where are you going?!" Emmett called out as he realized his brother was no longer there.
Edward didn't answer; he just kept walking toward me and I didn't realize that Rosalie, Alice and Jasper had stopped walking with me until we met alone in the center of the lobby.
"I just want to apologize in advance for anything my stupid brother says," Edward said as he stopped inches in front of me. "He's really more like a five-year old than a twenty-five year-old."
"Oh, don't worry. I have one of those in my party," I said nonchalantly. "See the little pixie back there? She's such a little kid at times."
"Those are your cousins and your friend?" Edward asked, seeming surprised as he looked at Jasper, Rosalie and Alice.
"Yeah. I know they look really familiar. Apparently they go to the club you work at quite often," I said, waving my hand dismissively at them.
"Wait, so you live in Seattle?" Edward asked. I nodded my head. "Crazy coincidences. That's awesome."
"Very," I smiled. "So…"
"So I think we should go get something to eat or something," Edward said, shoving his hands into his pockets. "We have some stuff to talk about."
"Yeah. Okay," I shrugged before jumping about a foot in the air as Emmett came rushing over to me and wrapped me up in a huge hug.
"Emmett! Get the hell off her!" Edward exclaimed, glaring at his brother as Emmett placed my feet back down on the ground.
"I was just giving my little sister a hug!" Emmett defended himself as I smoothed my shirt down and looked behind me to see Jasper, Rosalie and Alice laughing at me. Edward gave Emmett a shove and pulled me closer to him.
"We're going to eat," Edward said as he started walking away, pulling me along with him.
"Wait! I'm hungry too! Who am I supposed to eat with?" Emmett whined, following us a few steps until Edward glared at him, obviously warning him not to follow us.
"Why don't you go find that perfect girl you were so into last night?" Edward suggested as we took another step away from Emmett.
"I don't know where to look for her," Emmett said sadly. I smiled and looked over his shoulder to see Rosalie standing right behind him.
"Well… big brother… maybe you should turn around. You never know where you may see that perfect girl," I smirked as Emmett looked at me, confused and then turned around. I heard his gasp when he saw Rosalie and turned to smile nervously at Edward.
Edward grinned at me, a crooked smile that made my heart stop for a second. "Shall we?" he asked in a fake British accent, offering his arm out to me.
"We shall," I smiled, looping my arm through his.
"So I know that we know practically nothing about each other, but I really think that… if we got to know each other we may be surprised at how well we would get along," Edward said as we sat together at an Italian restaurant, our empty plates in front of us.
"Yeah, I think so too," I agreed as I looked across the table at Edward. "So… what do you suggest we do about this whole… married situation?" I blushed at the word. Marriage wasn't something that I had thought about much before.
"Well I was thinking that we could just… leave it how it is and sort of pretend to be only dating… and then if we decide marriage would work… we could like have a real wedding or something?" Edward suggested shyly as I looked at him, shocked that he was thinking the same thing as me.
Edward obviously mistook my stunned silence for my being angry or something. "I mean, it's just that my mom would be so upset if she knew that I got married without her there. It's not like I'm trying to hide what actually happened. I'm not ashamed… well okay, I'll admit that it wasn't the brightest idea, but I don't think it's going to be my undoing. I just…"
"Edward. Stop rambling, please," I interrupted his nervous blubbering. "I was thinking the same thing as you. Quite frankly, my father would kill you and then me if I came home and told him that I got married in Vegas. And my mother would have a heart attack. And I kind of like you too much to go through an annulment and all that hectic stuff. So… dating but secretly married?"
Edward smiled, obviously relieved that I felt the same way as him and shook my hand across the table. "Deal," he chuckled, then suddenly turned serious. "So how is your father going to react when you come home from Vegas with a boyfriend?"
"Uh… he'll try to intimidate you… probably," I shrugged. "Honestly, I don't really know. I've never really even introduced my dad to a guy, so I don't know how he's going to take this."
"Well… is he good at being intimidating?" Edward asked curiously.
"Considering he's the chief of police? I'd have to say yes," I said reluctantly. Edward sucked in a breath as I stared down at the tablecloth, determinedly avoiding his gaze.
"Well it's going to be really fun meeting him," Edward chuckled, reaching over the table to hold my hand. I looked up and smiled at him before I heard someone 'Aww'ing a few tables over. I looked around the restaurant, positive that I had heard Alice, but I couldn't find her.
"What's wrong?" Edward asked, looking at me curiously. I just shook my head and smiled at him. "Alright then. Are you ready to get out of here?"
"Sure," I answered, waiting while Edward gave the waiter his credit card and then we went outside. We decided to walk around the city for a while and marveled in the tourist attraction that was Las Vegas.
"So do you play any instruments?" Edward asked as we walked past a music shop. I smiled at him and turned to look at the guitar in the window display.
"Guitar," I answered with a smile, admiring the intricate design of the instrument through the glass of the window.
"Are you any good?" he asked, joining me at the window. He was standing so close to me that our shoulders were touching.
"Well I don't suck," I shrugged, "but I wouldn't say I rock."
"Ah. Anything else? Do you sing?" Edward asked curiously, turning his head to look at me as I did the same, staring into his eyes.
"Uh… not really. Just when I write a song. I have to sing the lyrics to get the tune of the song right," I answered and I swore I heard a familiar scoff from behind me. I spun around quickly, looking in every direction.
"Bella? What are you looking for?" Edward asked cautiously.
"Alice," I said darkly, my head still turning in every direction. I'm sure Edward thought I was crazy, but that little pixie was following me and I had to find her. I chuckled a little when I saw a couple, their backs to me as they stood at a clothing cart on the sidewalk a few feet away.
There wasn't much out of the ordinary about this couple; nothing that should call my attention. Except for the fact that the woman was tiny, barely five feet tall and the man was extremely tall, over six feet. I walked right up to the short woman and stood behind her, waiting for her to face me.
Jasper turned around stiffly to smile guiltily at me before stepping away from Alice and pointing at her, holding his hands up in front of him and pinning all the blame on her. I smirked as Alice finally turned to face me, a sweater in her hands as she stared up at me innocently.
"Oh, Bella. What are you doing here?" she said in a very convincing innocent voice. "I was just looking at these clothes. Seriously, this is a disaster. You see this sweater? It's made of a polyester blend. It should not be as ridiculously priced as it is. I mean, I just touched it and I could tell it wasn't worth the fifty-eight dollars it's priced at."
"Alice," I said flatly. "I'm not buying it."
"Good! It's way over-priced! And hot pink is so not your color," Alice said, holding the sweater up against me before making a face at it.
I glared at her and grabbed the sweater from her, putting it down on the cart. "I wasn't talking about the sweater," I growled. "I was talking about your excuse. Why were you following me?" I demanded.
"Following…? Bella, what an ego you have. Seriously, I wasn't following you. I was… I was walking around with Jasper. I didn't even know you were here," Alice said too defensively.
"Alice. You were in the restaurant too," I smirked, basking in the joy of catching Alice off-guard and outsmarting her. It was a very hard thing to do.
"Did you see me in the restaurant?" Alice said smartly.
"No…" I admitted. "But I definitely heard you."
"I told her she was being too loud for trying to be sneaky," Jasper muttered from behind his fiancée. I smirked at her as she turned around to glare at Jasper.
"Come on, I just wanted to see how ya'll were together!" Alice whined.
"So you decided stalking us was the best course of action? That makes sense. I mean, it would be totally stupid to simply wait until we hung out with everyone together," I said sarcastically.
"Whatever," Alice said, waving her hand dismissively. "So what did you guys decide?"
"We decided… that Jasper is taking you back to the hotel right now and he's going to keep you occupied until we get back and then the interrogation, unfortunately, can begin," I said, pushing her into Jasper's arms. Jasper took the hint and started leading her away from me.
I turned around to see Edward looking at me with an amused expression on his face. "What?" I asked. "I told you Alice was my resident five-year-old."
"No, I totally understand. Quite frankly, I'm relieved she was here because for a minute there, I thought you were crazy," Edward said, chuckling.
"Oh ha-ha," I said sarcastically as Edward reached out and took my hand in his and we continued walking down the street in the opposite direction that Alice and Jasper had gone.
I rolled over in my bed, unable to sleep. My mind kept drifting to Edward, knowing that he was just a short elevator ride away from me.
My left side wasn't any better than my right, so I rolled over onto my stomach, sighing when that didn't offer me any comfort either. I turned onto my back and stared up at the ceiling in frustration.
"Oh my God, Bella. Just go to his room, please. I would really like to get some sleep tonight," Rosalie snapped at me from the bed next to mine. We were sharing this room and Alice and Jasper were in the next room.
"What are you talking about?" I said innocently.
"Edward. Just go. Seriously, you guys are married. It's expected for you to sleep together, right?" Rosalie said, trying to make me leave so she could sleep.
A minute later, I found myself standing outside the door to Edward's room in my pajamas. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Barely five seconds later, the door opened, revealing a tired-looking Edward.
"Bella," he said, sounding surprised. "What are you doing here?"
"Well… I couldn't sleep and Rosalie kicked me out because I was keeping her up with my tossing and turning, so I figured I would come here… I didn't wake you, did I?" I asked, though I knew he had answered the door too quickly to have been asleep.
"No. I actually couldn't sleep either," Edward said, smiling at me as he opened the door wider for me to enter. "Do you… Do you want to spend the night?"
I turned and smiled at him. "I don't think I would be able to sleep if I didn't," I answered truthfully, blushing. "Besides… we're married. It's expected for us to sleep together, right?"
Okay. So that's that. Yay! Lol. Umm… reviews please? And if any of you happen to read any of my other stories, I'm going to try to work on them and get them out soon. Thanks for reading and review!