I Caught Myself.

Edward and his mates celebrate the return of Emmett, who has just returned from L.A. for university. He brings along his new girlfriend and her closest friends. Emmett's new girlfriend, the cocky but shy Bella Swan, turns out to be the girl of Edward's dreams … but his best friend's girl. Does she feel the same way? And how will Emmett take this?

RATED M FOR THE OBVIOUS REASONS. AU/AT/AH. And I don't own Twilight or anything related to it. It's just one of those things that we can play around with.

I got the idea for this fic from the song "Crush" by David Archuleta.

A/N: Ok. My first Twilight story. I've always wanted to do one, but without knowing where to start. So here I am. :) I will have goodies on my profile so make sure you check there for anything new.

Chapter One: First Sight. (Remind you of anything? Tehe.)

Edward POV:

"Alice, hurry UP!" I bellowed up the stairs, tapping my foot.

"Wait, Mr. Cranky Pants, I'm putting my makeup on!" she said in her sing-song voice.

"Ugh, Alice, I don't know where this fancy club is, and were supposed to meet Emmett in one hour!" I snapped, checking my watch for the 100th time.

As she sighed, I groaned and plopping onto the couch, rubbing my temples. Jacob went to go sit on the coffee table next to me, looking very good; compared to me. He was wearing a black pinstripe shirt, navy skinny pants and black saddle loafers. Meanwhile, I was wearing a grey stripped shirt that had a black collar with the sleeves rolled up, black skinny jeans and black denim shoes. Honestly, I just threw on anything. Alice is the person who takes care of our clothes, and when she picks it out for us, I just smile and nod, whereas Jacob normally gets into an argument with her. So when we go shopping, I make sure Jacob's busy. I'd rather swim the English Channel than go clothing shopping with him again.

"So where are we going?" he asked, tapping his knees as if they were drums.

"Something called the Baltic Room … heard of it?" I replied, running my fingers through my hair.

"Yeah once … someone at work was saying it was one of the best," he said. "Lucky Emmett got us on the list; it's supposed to be really popular."

At that moment, Alice finally came down the stairs. She was wearing a purple dress which was all puffy on the bottom. On the back, the straps crossed over, and it had a small bow on the bottom. She was also wearing a pair of really colourful strappy shoes. Women and their fucking shoes, I swear.

Jacob shot up and looked Alice up and down a couple of times. When she realised, she smiled brightly, twirling around. Jacob made a noise with his mouth and said, "I don't think the shoes go, Al."

Her mouth fell to the floor, and I felt an argument coming up. I cleared my throat quickly, saying, "Alice, you look gorgeous, ready to go?"

She turned to me and smiled at me, nodding. "You don't look to bad yourself, Edward." She then turned back to Jacob and flipped him off. He started giggling as I walked to the front door, grabbing my keys on the way out.

As we stood waiting for the lifts, it was Alice's turn to look Jacob up and down. As she did, he tried to hide his wide smile by looking up at the ceiling, and I smirked at his cockiness.

When she finished, Alice stared at Jacob for a while, then said with concern, "Jake, you're wearing too much black."

"Piss off Al," he said, and Alice burst out laughing.

When we got to my Porsche 911, Alice up front and Jacob in the back, I switched on my navigator. I pressed in the address, which Alice read aloud for me from Emmett's text.

"Now whatever you do," I warned, as I turned on my car. "Don't say anything. I don't want to get lost."

"Aye aye, captain!" said Jacob cheerfully, saluting me. I shook my head at him, and drove out of the car park.

But we did get lost. Several times, I might add. It was because Jacob kept on pushing Alice's seat. She went crazy because he was annoying her, and I went fucking berserk because his shoes would ruin my leather seats. I mean, this car means a lot to me. My father Carlisle gave it to me as a graduation present, which was pretty fucking cool. So, we were lost. It was especially bad because we were stuck in traffic in the middle of Seattle somewhere, and the navigator began to piss me off after it said "Please turn around" about one million times. So I threw it at Jacob, and it hit him in the balls. Good, I say, because of him now, we were lost and I needed to clean my car, again.

"We should ask for directions," Alice said brightly, a bit too brightly for me.

"Oh yeah, from who Alice? The person in the car next to us? I'm sure he would be of great fucking help," I replied sourly.

"Oh, don't get your knickers in a knot," she said, frowning at me.

"Well, they wouldn't be in 'a knot' if Mr. Dickhead here didn't ruin my seats," I said, putting a lot of emphasis on 'dickhead'.

Alice sighed and opened her window. The car next to us had their window open also, and was yelling at the cars in front of him to move because it was a green light. "Ugh, excuse me?" Alice said politely but loudly after he finished yelling.

From the look on his face, I could tell that his fucking lid was going to blow off, but when he saw Alice he exhaled, and smiled a little too brightly. "Yes, pretty lady?" he said, crooning a little.

"We were wondering if you could tell us where the Baltic Room is," I yelled out of the window, afraid that the man would come out and abduct Alice. Well, with the look on his face at the moment, you would've thought he was going too as well.

When the man saw my face, he immediately looked sour again, and said gruffly, "Around that corner right there." He pointed to the next left turn. "It's not hard to miss, seeing as the main reason it's packed at the moment is because of that fucking club."

"Thank you so much!" Alice said happily before I could say anything. The man gave Alice a toothy grin and said, "No worries, pretty lady." And he winked.

"Ugh, revolting," she muttered, as I quickly pulled up the automatic windows.

"Do you think he was telling the truth?" questioned Jacob.

"Well, what else are we going to do?" I replied. "The man may have been a wanker, but I'd do anything at the moment to get out of this traffic."

So after 10 minutes of horns honking and making sure I don't scratch my paint, we made it up the street. The club was on the corner of this street and another one, and I managed to find a free spot near the park. We crossed the road to become tangled in the large groups of people surrounding the club, waiting in line. Jacob, being the prick he is, nodded and smiled at everyone we walked passed, showing off the fact that we were on the list and that they had to wait. Alice took a chunk of my shirt from behind, dragging herself behind me. I grabbed her wrists and pulled her next to me, putting my arm around her shoulders. She looked up at me, bewildered at why I pulled her next to me. I squeezed her shoulders, and whispered in her ear, "We wouldn't want to ruin the back of my shirt, now would we?" She smiled at me, giggling like a school girl.

Alice and I have been best friends for ages. We met in primary school, after a few kids were picking on her. I stood up for her, and we've been friends ever since. Everyone thinks that we're dating, because of the way we act, but we're not. But there was one time in high school where we thought we'd try it out. We only got up to step one; making out. But it didn't feel right, so we stopped. It's good to have a friend that's a girl, because she helps me out in situations that no man could.

When we got to the front of the line, we met a large man, with those earpieces and a clipboard with a stack of paper on it.

"If you aint on the list," he grunted. "Go to the back ov the line."

"Oh, don't you worry," Jacob said loudly. "We are so on that list."

Alice and I whipped around to look at him. When Jacob noticed, he smiled sheepishly and shrugged. "What?"

As I shook my head, the guard said, "If that's so, what's yeh name?"

"Oh shit," Alice exclaimed. "Emmett didn't tell us whose name it was under!"

"Uhhhhh," I stammered. "Try 'Emmett McCarty'."

The man stared at us carefully for a while, before turning to his clipboard. He pushed over a couple of pages until he reached the middle.

"Emmett McCarty aye?" he said, talking more to himself than us. "Already four of them have come … you must be the otha three, am I correct?"

"Yeah, I would say so," I said, wondering how many fucking friends this new girlfriend of Emmett's had.

"Names then," the man asked, a little too pushy for my liking.

"I'm Edward Cullen, this is Alice Brandon and this dick over here is Jacob Black," I said, getting annoyed because we were still standing outside where the wind was chilly, and Alice was leaning closer to me for body warmth.

I think the man noticed the annoyance in my voice, and regrettably removed the rope from in front of us. "Have a good night," he said bitterly.

As we walked in, Jacob waved to the people still in the queue. I turned around just in time to see him being flipped off by about 10 people.

Bella POV

"This is the best night ever!" Keira squealed, coming over to the spot Jasper and I were standing.

"Why? Because there are a heap of hot guys?" I said, taking a sip of my beer.

"Oh don't be so soppy. Just because you're taken and can't have fun like me." She twirled around, shaking her head around to the beat of the music, which was a song I've never heard before.

"Oh, Jasper's plenty fun," I said, half-hugging Jasper. He laughed full-heartedly, and then went back to scanning the room.

"Where is the boyfriend, anyway?" Keira asked, looking suspicious.

"He's out searching for his friends," I replied confidently.

"Ooh, I wonder if they're hot," Keira said thoughtfully.

I shook my head at her and looked up at Jasper. He was squinting his eyes across the crowd, as if he was in search for someone.

"What are you doing?" I asked him, looking over the crowed myself.

"Oh, nothing," he said, taking another swing of his beer. "Just wondering where he is, that's all."

I sighed. "Jasper don't worry, okay? He's just looking for his friends. He hasn't seen them in ages.

"Mhmm," he replied, looking back at the crowd.

"Jasper Whitlock!" I exclaimed, slapping his arm.

He chuckled and pretended to topple over. "Go … have … fun … Bella!" he said, through his chuckles.

"What an excellent point, Jasper!" squealed Keira, pulling on my arm. "Put that beer down, I know you're finished with it. Let's go dance! I love this song!"

I groaned, and let her pull me while "Shake Your Pom Pom" by Missy Elliott blasting from the speakers. She grabbed my hand and pulled our hands up, shaking her hips and head around as we headed to the middle. I thought that I might as well do the same. Then I finally let loose. My little sister always knew how to make me feel better.

Keira was my sister because her father, Phil, married my mother, Renee. She's about the same age as me, but I was born in September and she was born in December. Even though we're not biological sisters, we feel like we are, and we have so many things in common.

Keira began to twirl me in circles and I swayed my hips to the music.

One minute, two minute, three minute stop! Everybody drop like their hiding from the cops. Ayyo, there will be no fights. Though got a club, we ain't turnin' on the lights. Sally got a big old donkey. Oh yeah
Missy got a big old donkey. Oh yeah!

I began to twirl her around as well, and she swayed her hips to the music. She turned me around so our backs were facing each other, and we swayed our hips more and thrashed our heads around. We began to giggle like school girls and turned to face each other again. Keira grabbed my hands and waved them in the air, thrashing her head a bit more. I did the same, giggling the whole time. When the song finished, we both cheered, jumping up and down as best as we could with our heels on. I couldn't believe how fucking puffed out I was.

"Keira babes!" I said, inhaling deeply. "Am I all red in the face?"

She giggled hard-out; making small jumps, and said, "Just a little."

I giggled too, and then said, "I'm going to get a beer. Want one?"

But she was preoccupied. Someone had caught her eye. She continued to stare in their direction, licking her lips. I tried to look at the person too, but I couldn't tell who she was really looking at. "Keira?"

She made a noise with her mouth, fixed her hair with her hands and walked toward that person, leaving me alone in the group of people, now swaying to "I Caught Myself" by Paramore. I turned to look in her direction, but she disappeared. I exhaled slowly, and then made my way to the bar.

It was full of people, getting more drinks or just sitting around. I found myself a spot, which was in front of a man cleaning glasses. He looked up at me and smiled. "What can I get you?"

"A beer please," I said breathlessly. He nodded and then walked over to the fridge and got my drink, popped the lid and handed it over to me. I nodded and chugged quarter of it down. That's when I noticed a pair of eyes was on me.

I turned to look at who it was. I inhaled deeply, taking in his appearance. He. Was. Gorgeous. I looked away quickly. What are you thinking, Bella? You have a boyfriend!! I cleared my throat, and took another sip of my beer. I could feel that his eyes weren't on me anymore, so I slowly turned my head to look at him.

He looked like an angel. He wore a grey shirt with dark pants and shoes, which went with him beautifully. I also noticed he had green eyes. I was a total sucker for green eyes. His hair was golden, and was a beautiful mess. He was talking to a short girl, who looked nervous. She was quite pretty, wearing a purple dress and colourful strappy shoes. He whispered in her ear something, and she giggled.

"Go!" he said playfully, and his voice melted me then and there. The girl said "fine" and walked off. Then he looked up at me, not realising that I was staring at him. He smiled and ran his fingers through his hair. I opened my mouth, and when I realised what I was doing, turned around again, taking another sip of my beer. I heard him chuckle, as he got closer to me.

"A beer please," he said to the man, drumming his fingers on the bar. I looked at him through the corner of my eye, only to realise he was doing the exact same. We both looked away at the same time, and I took another swig of my beer.

I felt his eyes on me again, and I tried not to stare into his beautiful green ones. He took a swig from his own beer, cleared his throat and said, "So, what's a pretty girl like you doing all alone in a club?"

I whipped my head around to look at him. He was giving me a mock grin, and his eyes were sparkling from the disco lights.

I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out, so I closed it again. I turned around, with my back facing the bar, took another sip of beer and said as clearly as I could, "I'm not here alone."

"Really now," he said, walking a step closer to me. "Where are all your friends then?"

"Well, ones out dancing her ass off, another I'm not so sure, and another is looking for someone." I turned to look at him. "You?"

"Almost the same as you," he said, as if deep in thought. "One's looking for someone, at least I hope so, and the girl you just saw me with went to go find him." He turned to look at me, and I could feel his eyes really take in my face. I bit my lip at the attention. He inhaled deeply, and looked away, taking another sip of his beer.

Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself, from saying something that I should have never thought. Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself, from saying something that I should have never thought of you, of you…

The lyrics of the song brought me back to real life, after I began to daydream what it would feel like kissing him, as I watched him drink his beer. It only took a mere second, and I could already feel his lips on mine. Lucky they were playing this song, because if not, I would've done something I would probably regret.

He turned to look back at me, staring into my eyes. Everything around me began to slowly fade away; as if I was drifting away on a cloud to Heaven … He pushed a few bits of my hair out of face, which landed there when I was dancing with Keira. I began to open my mouth again, shivering at his touch. I could feel him leaning into me …

Then I was awoken from my dream (again, I might add) from someone screaming near the front of the club. We both whipped our heads around to see who disturbed us. It turned out to be a girl sitting on someone's shoulders. I tried to see if it was Keira, but luckily it wasn't. At the same time, I heard him cuss under his breath, and I smirked a little.

"So what brings you here?" I said quickly, as I saw him staring at the girl.

He looked back to me and smiled. "My friend just came back from uni; we came to see him."

I nodded, taking another sip of my now empty bottle. I turned to look at him, as he was licking his lips after taking a swig of his own beer. I was driven out of my fantasies again as the song finished, and everyone around us was cheering. 'She Wants to Move' by N.E.R.D came up, I heard him chuckle.

"You know," he said, mid-laugh. "I don't even know your name yet." He gave me a crooked smile, which I instantly fell in love with. I laughed off my embarrassment, as I was blushing and said, "I know."

We both laughed in unison, and it sounded like a song; the most beautiful song I've ever heard. I put out my hand and said, "I'm Bella, Bella Swan."

He took my hand in his and it fit perfectly. "Bella," he said, and I watched his mouth as my name rolled out of his mouth. I sighed, and he gave me his crooked smile again, obviously enjoying me melting in front of him.

"Well, Miss. Swan my name is …"

"Edward fucking Cullen!"

I turned around to see my boyfriend, Emmett emerge from a crowd of people. I instantly felt dread, and thought he saw us, and I quickly let go of his hand. Wait, how did Emmett know his name?

"Emmett!" Edward yelled, giving Emmett a hug. Okay, now this is just getting fucking creepy.

Emmett turned to me, putting his arm over my shoulders. He grinned at me, and I forced a smile on my face. "So E, looks like I don't have to introduce you to my girl!"

Edward POV

I almost choked on the air I was breathing. His girl?

"Y-y-your girl?" I spluttered.

"Yeah!" Emmett said enthusiastically. "This is the gorgeous babe I met at uni in L.A.!"

I faked smiled and nodded my head, looking at Bella. Her eyes were horror stricken. She turned to the bar and demanded, "Another beer, please!"

"Ugh, make that two," I said. When we both got our beers, we chugged them down, almost drinking the whole thing. When my lips left the bottle, two people were coming towards us. One looked like a prissy-boy who looked like he would've been the teacher's pet, and a very solemn looking girl, wearing the brightest thing I've ever seen.

"Aw, look who's here!" Emmett bellowed over the music, putting his other arm over the girl.

"You better have a good reason to have dragged me here," she said sulkily. "I was dancing with a really cute guy."

I snickered, and I felt a punch on my back. I turned around to see Jacob, with Alice right behind him.

"Dude, you better have a good reason to have dragged me here," he said sulkily, like the girl before him. "I was dancing with a really cute chick."

"Jake! Al!" Emmett yelled, letting go of the girls and hugging them both. I smiled, taking another sip of my beer. While I was, I looked over at Bella. She looked ashamed and angry. And I could only think of why she was.

After the bear hugs, I tapped Emmett on the shoulder. "So, are you going to introduce us?"

"Ohh, right, I was just caught up with how hot Alice looks!" Emmett replied, making Alice blush. "Here, we'll go to a 'quiet' corner."

He led us to one of the couches along the club and sat us all down.

"Okay," Emmett said, clearing his throat. "This is Edward, Alice, and Jacob." When he said our names, he pointed to us, and we would give the others a wave or a small smile or a nod. "Now this is Bella, my girl, Keira, Bella's sister and Jasper, Bella's best friend." He pointed to them again, and they did the same to us. Except Bella just stared into my eyes, and I was afraid I would get lost in her warm, chocolate ones, so I looked anywhere but at her.

Jacob cleared his throat. "So I guess since that's settled, I would like to dance with Keira again."

"Wait, you were dancing with her before?" I asked him, and he nodded his head. "Jealous much?"

"No," I said. "It's just a really small world." Then I looked at Bella, who turned out to be still looking at me. She smiled half-heartedly, and I smiled back at her. And like I feared, I got lost into her eyes.

"Does that mean I get to dance with Alice?" Emmett's voice seemed far away at first, but I was glad it took me out of my trance. "I remember that she's a really good dancer." Emmett winked at Alice, and once again made her blush. "Sure," she smiled.

"What about you Jazz?" Emmett asked the prissy-boy. "Wanna dance with me and Al?"

His eyes widened, making Alice blush again, and said, "Definitely."

"Ed? You can dance with Bells if you want."

I shook my head quickly. "Nah, I think I'll just sit here."

"Yeah, same," Bella said, and I groaned. Why, why?!

They all got up and went to the dance floor, and then it was just me and Bella, trying to look anywhere but at each other. Then I heard her laughing. "Definitely a small world, isn't it?"

I smiled my crooked smile at her. "Yeah, I know." I tried to change the subject, so I asked her when she met Emmett.

"At one of those dorm parties, you know? He was totally after me all night, but I wasn't interested. It was the beginning of the school year, and I wanted to focus on my studies. He was also in my English class, and we had a seating plan, and guess who I was put next to? Em. I decided that I might as well be nice to him, seeing as we had to do all of our assignments together, and then I grew to like him. From then on we became good friends, and I began to develop feelings for him. After a while, he asked me out, and I said yes. It's been two months now." She said the last bit thoughtfully, and then turned to look at me. "What about you?" she asked, smiling, which made butterflies (yeah I know, which fucking guy gets butterflies? Oh yeah, ones who sit talking with Bella Swan.) flutter around in my stomach. "When did you meet Em?"

I chuckled. "Ever since we were born. He was born a week before me, so we always have our birthday parties at the same time. We were always such good mates."

She smiled again, and began to stare deeply into my eyes once more. I looked back, which made me want to take her then and there, with her black dress flattering her body so well. She must have been thinking the same thing, because she looked away slowly, looking disappointed at herself.

"What's up?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

She looked back at me, and sighed. "I just can't believe I flirted with my boyfriend's best friend."

I chuckled, and she looked at me with surprise. "I think I was flirting more with you than you with me."

"Oh, whatever," she said, looking annoyed. "Same thing."

"Look, its nothing big okay, trust me," I said, reaching out and rubbing her arm. She flinched at my touch, and I slowly pulled my hand away.

"What do you mean?" she asked, looking anywhere but at me.

"Long story," I said, smiling at the memory and finishing my beer.

"Make it shorter then," she said forcefully, and I looked at her, surprised. She shook her head, smiling. She looked up at me and said, "Just to make me feel better."

I nodded. "Well, in high school we dated twins."

Her mouth fell open. "What?!"

I laughed. "Yeah, at the same time too. So basically, we're into the exact same type of girls. So if I said that I flirted with you before I even knew who you were, he would hi-5 me and boast about how lucky he is."

"Yeah but I liked it," she said, blushing at what she said. "Don't tell him."

"Don't worry, I won't." I smiled crookedly at her again, just because I wanted to see her sigh like that again.

"That story wasn't very long."

"Oh that was just a summary," I said, smirking. "There's heaps more to the story, but I knew only that bit would make you feel better."

She smiled at me again, and then finished her beer. "It's cool how we can talk like this, after, well, you know."

"Yeah, it is, isn't?"

We both smiled at each other, and were then interrupted by Emmett, Alice, Jasper, Jacob and Keira coming toward us.

"Bella," Emmett said seriously. "What time did the man say he could keep our luggage?"

"Uh … midnight," Bella replied.

"Well it's already eleven, and it's a bit far from here, so I think we should head off."

"Wait, what's going on?" I asked, oblivious to what on Earth they were talking about.

"I'll explain later, E. You came in your car didn't you?"

I nodded. "Good," he replied. "We're going now."

Emmett led us to the door, and we walked over to my car.

"Uhh," Keira began. "How can we all fit?"

"Don't worry gorgeous," Jacob replied. "You can sit on my lap."

I made gagging noises, which Bella laughed at. We clambered into my car, Emmet and Bella squeezing up front, and Alice, Jacob, Jasper and Keira just fitting in the back.

"Where to?" I asked.

"Eighth Avenue Inn," he replied.

"So why are we going to the Eighth Avenue Inn?" I asked as I pulled onto the main road.

"We arrived a day early, but we wanted to meet you guys at the club instead of before, so we stayed at a close motel. They can crash at our place right?"

"Yeah," I replied. "But we've gotta share beds."

"Well," Emmett said thoughtfully. "Bella can sleep in my bed with me, Jake and Keira look like they can do that in Jake's room, E, you can sleep with Al, and Jazz, you can with Rose."

"Rose?" Jacob asked. "There's more?"

"Rose is one of my good friends," Bella replied. "She's a model, and she's in London at the moment. I think she's coming in tomorrow."

"Yeah, they can sleep in my room," Alice said.

"Cool, that's settled," Emmett said, as we arrived at our destination. "Now, we just need to find out how we're going to fit all of our luggage in the boot."

"Great," I said enthusiastically, and Emmett punched me on the arm.

Half an hour later of squeezing about 5 huge suitcases, we were back on the road. I drived as quick as I could, because of the luggage stuck in my small boot. When we got to our apartment, we sleepily dragged our luggage into the lifts.

When we got to our room, we dragged our luggage into our allocated rooms, quietly said "Night" and closed the doors. I had to carry Alice into our room, because she practically dozed off standing up.

That night I dreamt of Bella Swan. And I had a gut feeling she was doing the same.

Phew! There's the first chapter. Please review, because I need feedback. Also, should I vary POV's or should I just keep it with Edward and Bella? Also, what do you want to happen next? I'm sort of trying to make this a story that you guys want to read, with a touch of my imagination ;). Answers to the questions in your reviews will be written here at the bottom, and stay tuned, because this story can seriously go anywhere!

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