"I never wanted to be famous. I only wanted to be great."
"Where are you?" I asked as I took a seat on the jet. Jasper was pissed. The flight to Paris would only take an hour but he was worried that I would be late. Every single one of my stylists were already waiting. He never wanted me to get the reputation for being a diva.
"I can't make it Bella I'm so sorry." He sighed on the other line. "But I will be there right afterward."
He didn't answer.
"It's because of us isn't."
"My grandmother wants to speak to me. I can't just put her off—"
"I have to go Edward we're about to take off." I said hanging up. I threw the phone on to his empty seat.
"He's not going to make it is he." Jasper asked sitting in front of me.
I shook my head whipping my eyes quickly. I was not going to get upset. I was a grownup it was just one night.
"Bella what the hell is going on?" He sighed.
"I met him. I liked him. He liked me. We fell in love. The end." Expect that wasn't the end. In movies that was the end because no one wanted to talk about all the shit that happens afterwards. The stress, the anger, the worry, the pain; we both knew at some point we would let each other down. It just sucked when it happens.
"So what is on the list for the evening? We have the showing and then the after party right?"
"Yep all pretty straight forward."
"Two years Edward? Have you lost your mind?" My father yelled at me as I sat in his office. They were all there. Grandmother Queen Anna, my father Prince Carlisle, my step mother Esme, and Emmett and Rosalie.
"Maybe I have." I sighed leaning against the couch.
"Edward this is not a joke—"
"Nor do you see me laughing father!" I snapped back at him. "Yes, we have been seeing each other for two years, as I am sure Alice as already told you. What more do you wish to know? Where we were or what we did perhaps."
"Edward I understand you have feelings for this woman—"
"Esme you and I have maintained a civil relationship due to the fact that you have never tried to be my mother. I hope it can remain as such in this present time." I said already bored with this conversation.
"You will not—"
"Enough." Grandmother sighed, "I may be old but I am not deaf at least I was not before you all began."
All of us went silent.
"Edward how serious is this?" She asked me.
"As serious as humanly possible."
"Then why did you not bring her to us." My father asked me.
"Maybe because I wished to keep some part of my life private. I wanted to know. I needed to know. We could only do that outside of this nicely painted prison you people call a home."
"Watch yourself child." Grandmother frowned at me; "This prison ,as you call it, was built by our blood."
I sighed; "What would you like me to do?"
"End it." Emmett muttered.
"Well that is not an option."
"Besides so soon after the world found out they are dating you want him to break it off with her. That would not look good." Alice tried to help….tried being the key word.
"Very well you all may continue seeing each other until the end of the year and then you will part ways."
"I'm sorry…No actually I am not sorry grandmother but that will not happen."
"Edward you can't be so—"
"What foolish?" I asked them, rising. "Isabella and I will date for the rest of the year and then we shall have a very public wedding and she will be my wife."
"Now he's just gone and lost his mind." Emmett muttered but I did not stop.
"You all will either be there or you will not. If you are not then I will take it as though I am no longer part of this family. For the love of god I am twenty-eight years old. I shall marry who ever I wish and there is nothing you can do to stop me. Losing you all will break my heart but losing her would kill me. So make your choice because I have made mine and I have a plane to catch."
"We are not done here Edward." My father said in shock.
"You may not be but I am." I said grabbing my coat and leaving my ring on the armchair before walking out.
I had to admit it felt good. I paused once more looking back at them.
"Also the wedding will be catholic. Her religion is important to her." I felt amazing as I left.
My driver was already waiting out front.
Pulling out my phone I checked online finding a live feed of Bella at her event.
"Wow you look stunning." The host said as she stepped up. The camera panned her whole body and my throat went drive. She looked beautiful in all red.
"Thank you, this dress was brought to you by Dior." She smiled.
"Dior, on behalf of men everywhere I say thank you." The host said and even I smiled at that. "Oh your new boy toy isn't going to come after me for that is he? How did he get you divorced from work?"
Bella just blushed; "He's just one of a kind."
"Where do you go from a prince though?"
"I have no idea. Sometimes I forget. But tonight he wanted the attention all on me and not us. Let's see if that works out."
That was good.
"Of course congrats on your movie."
"Thank you so much." She replied before walking away. I really should have been there.
All I saw were flowers at the door, white roses, my favorite. Sighing I opened the door for him. But I didn't take them.
"There is left over pizza in the oven." Was all I said moving back to the couch to grab my blanket.
"Can we talk?"
"I've been talking all night Edward I don't want to talk." I muttered turning of the television. I had waited all night for him and now I was annoyed he was here. What was wrong with me?
"I thought you did which is why you promised to come with me and then bailed on me."
He dropped the flowers on the counter. "Bella I told you my grandmother—"
"Yes I know she needed to see you and you couldn't say no because is the queen and your grandmother."
"Then I don't understand why you're so pissed." He frowned leaning against the back.
"I'm pissed because you wanted this!" I yelled back him, "You wanted to come out of the bottle and look were we are now. Do you feel close to me? Do you feel better than we did last night? Because I don't. I feel like shit and it's only been a day."
"It's not like we could have kept it a secret any longer!" He yelled back at me.
"Yes we could have! Or better yet we could have come up with a better game plan instead of just throwing it out there."
"There was no game plan! There was no way to do this easily." He said.
And I nodded walking to the bedroom; "Like I said I'm tried it's been a long day for me and I have to get up early so maybe you should just go."
"I'll take the couch thanks." He muttered moving over to it.
It had only been a day. Crawling into bed I just curled into a ball. Would this always be like this? Would I have to give up everything for him? I never wanted to be famous. I just wanted to be good at something. I just wanted to have my thing. I never felt good about myself and now I had 53 million followers on twitter… now that sounds kind of shallow and if I lost half of them, I wouldn't care. It was just the fact that people cared what I had to say I made an impact in some way in their lives. How do I just walk away from that? I loved Edward but if I left all of my work just to be with him I knew myself well enough to know I would resent him. I would resent our live together and I never wanted that either.
I wasn't sure what I should do.
Sighing I got up, taking my blanket with me as I peeked out the door.
"Are you asleep?"
"No." He whispered in the darkness.
I just stood there for a moment before speaking again; "I'm still angry but will you come to bed away?"
He didn't move for a moment before finally getting up. He came to the door and I couldn't help but notice he was in nothing but his boxers.
"I don't want us in bed angry at each other." He whispered leaning against the doorframe.
"Well you shouldn't be angry at me I haven't done anything remember." I said and he grinned.
"Of course dear."
"Help me real quick." I rushed back it to the room pulling the bedding of the bed.
"What in the world are you doing?"
"I want to sleep in your arms and you don't want to sleep in bed angry so we compromise and sleep on the floor." I told him.
"Or you could forgive me?"
I glared at him; "Don't push you luck sweetheart."
"Can't blame a prince for trying." He snickered grabbing the pillows and throwing them on to the ground.
"Well come on then." I said to him lying on the chest. He shook his head before laying down beside me.
"This isn't half bad." He said and I felt him pull me closer to him his hand rested on my ass.
"No it isn't." I said to him placing my head on his chest. He ran his hands through my hair.
"I love you Bella."
I didn't say anything I just looked up at him; "Then make love to me Edward."
He shifted looking down at me; "You not going to make your appointment in the morning."
"A little cocky aren't we?" I smiled when my phone rang.
Crawling I searched under the bed; "Hi dad."
"So were you ever going to call me?" He asked and I mentally groaned jumping when Edward grabbed hold of my breast.
'What are you doing?' I mouthed to him but he didn't stop he came up behind me grabbing hold of my shirt and just ripping down the center.
"Bella? Bells are you there?"
"Yeah…" I bit my lip when he kissed my neck. "I'm here sorry I forgot to call."
"So this is true then you are dating the Prince Edward."
The Prince Edward's hand traveled between thighs his teeth now tipping my ear.
"What do you mean kind of?"
I jumped when Edward rubbed my clit.
"Dad I gotta—"
"Oh no you don't. Don't you dear hang up young lady you may be a superstar but your still my little girl and I would like to talk to you."
Edward pitched my nipple, pulling it hard.
"I know dad I know. It's just…a bad time."
"It's three am there what in the world are you doing?"
"Dad if you knew what time it was why did you call me. I should be sleeping?"
"So you couldn't escape."
Again I bit my own lips as he placed a finger in me.
"Dad I promise I will call in a few hours okay."
"Fine I love you."
"Love you too bye." Hung up as quickly as possible before focusing on Edward; "You bastard."
He pulled his hand from my thighs placing then at my own lips. It turned me on even more as I licked his hands clean.
"I'm just giving you what you asked for."
"I asked you to make love to me." I whispered fighting the wetness between my thighs.
"I now you baby." He kissed my ears, "I know you like rough."
He kissed me and his tongue circled mine as we feel back on the sheets. I pushed him back grabbing on to him rubbing slowly.
"Let's see how much you like it your highness." I told him kissing down his chest. He twitched in my hands as I licked the tip of him.
"Dear god what have I created." He moaned. He had taught me a lot in our time together. The most important for me was bringing him pleasure. From base to tip I licked slowly watching as the abs on his stomach all rose and fell in short gasps.
"Fuck." He hissed when I took him whole. He took a fist full of my hair and I didn't mind. I ran my teeth around him gentle…"Baby I'm not going to make it if you keep that up."
I didn't pay any attention to him doing it again. He moaned out something I could not hear. I let go of him and he came over my hands. There was some things I enjoyed, but the taste of him was not really one of them. But seeing how relaxed and blissful he was when he cums, did bring me a lot of pleasure.
"From now on let's definitely make up like this." He laughed.
"Who said we were making up?" I asked rising as I head for a shower, "You are going to put a lot of work in next round to top that."
"God I love you." He moaned watching me walk.
We were going to make it. We had to, I couldn't imagine my life without him. He was the one guy in the world I wanted to be with…no matter what.
I never asked to be famous but if I wasn't I would have never been invited to that ball and I would have never met him.
For that I could never regret how I got here.
So that's it! My attempt at a 3 shot! I hoped you enjoyed it!
And I would also like to thank DayDreamDreamer for proof reading on such short notice. Thanks so much! I know it's not 100% prefect but believe me guys you don't want to see the ruff draft lol.
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