Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist—both of which are very good books.
AN: So I've had this idea for awhile, and I just started writing it, and I kind of like the way it's coming out, so I think I'll keep it going. This is basically my version of what would happen if Twilight and Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist were one book, but you don't have to have read either to understand it.
It's only just a crush, it'll go away
It's just like all the others it'll go away
Or maybe this is danger and you just don't know
You pray it all away but it continues to grow
-- Tear You Apart by She Wants Revenge
Thump. Thump. Thump. My heartbeat and the drumbeat began building as I walked on stage. Emmett was banging on the drums as I grabbed the mic, preparing to belt out the first lines as Jasper played the chords on the guitar. Then all time stopped as I saw her.
The music flowed through me and I couldn't take my eyes off her, until I saw that she wasn't alone. I told her music was my thing, she could have everything else she ripped to pieces, but I needed this one thing. She had to come here tonight. She knew. And of course she hadn't come alone.
No, now that I'm still staring at her as Jasper and Emmett are speeding up the beat wondering why the hell I'm mumbling the lyrics, I can see her hanging onto some guy. I would have thought he was Emmett, if Emmett wasn't already behind me on stage.
But seeing her here tonight isn't the breath of air I thought it would be. Before I felt like I was suffocating, but seeing her here with someone else is like drowning, and as the song ends and I jump offstage into the crowd in the opposite direction she's going, I feel as if I won't be able to reach the surface anymore.
Only arriving at the bar a minute later, I can see that the next group is already setting up and beginning to play, but I still can't stop thinking about her. Rosalie. The girl that I thought was going to be my one and only, but instead she turned out to be the only one to completely destroy me.
I smell the distinct smell of freesia and look next to me only to see the face of a beautiful girl with deep brown eyes standing by the bar. If I wasn't so lost in my reminiscing I might actually talk to her, but the only thing I can think of to talk about right now would be Rosalie, and I don't think she would appreciate that.
I'm ready to leave this place with or without Emmett since Jasper is already with his girlfriend (whom I'm pretty sure is the same one as always, but I can't tell in this lighting), but before I can even take a step towards the door I see Rosalie looking my way. It looks like she is looking straight at me, with that longing and lusting but loving look she always used to give me, but then I see the new guy standing in front of her, and I can't help but feel the water drowning me again.
A second later she's looking straight at me, and this time I can tell she's really looking because she's giving me the same look she gave me on the night we broke up. That look that says "why don't you get I'm trying to leave you, you poor schmuck," but the only thing I can think of now is I don't want to have to deal with her right now.
She'll come up, because she can't pretend she didn't know I would be here, and say the worst thing possible… "Hey Edward." And she'll give her flirtatious smile, that now taunts my thoughts and dreams. "How are you?" As if I'll lie and tell her back. "Oh I'm great now that I see you've moved on so quickly"…since I'm still deathly in love with you.
But she won't care, she doesn't care, didn't care. And I care too much to let her realize I can't stand it.
There is only one thing I can think of to do, so I turn to the girl beside me, and without thinking I blurt out the only thing I can think of. "Would you be my girlfriend for the next five minutes?"
At first she's giving me this look like I think she's drunk enough to kiss some random guy, and then she's looking as if she thinks I'm drunk, but then she's looking around and then she's looking straight back at me with a determined look in her eyes as she leans towards me.
I'm not supposed to be here. Not just tonight but just at this club, the one place I'm not supposed to go because I might see my ex. He's supposed to be in Europe on an internship, but he could never stick with something long enough to stay with a job (or even a girlfriend) for longer than a few months.
But as I'm looking around for my best friend, I remember the reason I'm here. For Alice and her loving boyfriend. I'm sure he really does care about her, but I haven't met him, and so I can't decide if I trust him enough to take car of her.
Alice is one of a kind, she keeps the party going long after it's over, and I've always been her partner in crime.
It's only now that her boyfriend's band is getting off the stage after the singer jumped into the crowd looking slightly lost, that I see Alice and Jasper are already making out and heading out the door, too much lost in each other for Alice to notice who she just walked by.
The bitch had to have followed us here. I don't know how Rosalie knows where we always are, but she seems to be everywhere we are, and the only thing I don't want to see right now besides my ex is her.
So when the hot yet cute-lost-looking singer of Jasper's band turns to me and asks me "Would you be my girlfriend for the next five minutes?" Instead of saying something like "get lost" or my favorite "who the hell are you?" I answer him by putting my hand around his neck and pulling his face towards mine.
AN: I'm already writing the second chapter where Bella's boyfriend shows up. Any guesses who he is? You'll see soon. Don't forget to review.
Tear You Apart by She Wants Revenge
Lost Not Found by Dirty Vegas
Wasting My Time by Default
One Step Closer by Linkin Park
Lose My Breath by Destiny's Child