Summary: This is Bella/Emmett story. It's all human and a little OOC. Its AU. Rated M for a reason. Bella and Alice work at a fancy hotel in down town Seattle. Alice is dating Jasper and living with Bella. Emmett is a pro football player and they meet at a party at the hotel. They have fun but will a long distance romance ensue or will there be other challenges along the road. Read and find out.....

A/N: Hello everyone, this is MsNaomi05. I am writing this story with my best friend Emmaleewrites05. I am writing Bella's POV and Emmaleewrites05 is writing Emmett's POV. We came up with this story together and thought it would be really fun to write. We hope you enjoy it and check out our other stories if you like this one too. (P.S. Link for the hotel mention in this story is on both of our profiles)

Disclaimer: Okay so we all know Stephanie Meyer runs the Twilight show. It is all hers and not ours. Although EmmaleeWrites05 claims Alice (God I love her). And MsNaomi05 claims...well all the guys from Twilight cause its so hard to choose just one. But we might share with you if your nice.... :)

Chapter 1 – Men in Tight Pants

Bella POV

Then we were just about to…Beep. Beep. Beep.

The alarm clock was squawking away in my ear so I turned over to hit the snooze button one more time. It was just a little after 5:30 and work always starts bright and early. Man I really do hate Mondays even though it was only Saturday. I had just had two much needed days off. The alarm went off nine minutes later and I decided if I wanted to take a decent shower I might as well wake up and start my day. After getting out of the shower and getting dressed for work I made my way to the kitchen for some coffee and a bagel with cream cheese to hold me over until lunch.

Alice, my highly energetic incredibly small pixie of a roommate and best friend, was already bouncing around the kitchen doing whatever it is that gets her amped for a day at work. She didn't even need coffee to be so energetic. How does she do it?

"Good morning sunshine." She said with her angelic voice, handing me a cup of coffee while I went to the fridge for the cream cheese.

"Eh, morning to you too I guess." I replied.

"Awww someone seems a little grumpy this morning. Did the alarm clock ruin a perfectly good dream again?" She chuckled and noticed me glaring at her and stopped.

"Oh you know me all too well, Alice. So let's go get this day over with shall we?" I was not in the mood for her badgering this early in the morning but we both had the early shift at work.

We got to the hotel a little bit before we had to start. All was peaceful for it only being 7 AM. Alice and I worked at the lovely four star Monaco Hotel in downtown Seattle as front desk clerks. It sure beats cleaning rooms. Around 8:30 is usually when people start checking out or going to the restaurant for breakfast. I was helping a guest check out of her room while Alice was on her fifteen minute break. My phone started vibrating in my pocket all of a sudden. I got a text from Alice.

'We are going to a football game tomorrow night so don't make any plans.'

I couldn't write her back just yet because I was still helping a guest. After I had a minute I wrote back.

'What are you talking about? Why are we going to a football game anyways?'

About a few minutes later she wrote me a very cryptic text saying 'Radio trivia. Free tickets. Men in tight pants.'

I didn't know what the hell she was talking about. Guess I would just have to wait until we went to lunch to get the whole scoop.

Once 11:30 rolled around we went to the little deli that we always go to for lunch and she spilled everything to me.

"So I was listening to the radio and there was one of those trivia question things and if you're the 10th caller you win the prize if you have the right answer type of things. I knew the answer so I called and won tickets to tomorrow night Seahawks vs. Bear's game. So you and I are going and no questions asked." She was talking faster than I could comprehend what she was actually saying.

I just had to ask. "What exactly was the question for this trivia thing anyways?"

"How many points did the Seahawks win by last week against the Colts? And I only knew that because Jasper watches football all the time and we caught the last few minutes of that game before..."She had a smile plastered on her face.

I could only guess the smile was from her reminiscing about something they did either during or after the game had ended. Eww I really don't want mental pictures of my best friend and her boyfriend having sex so I tried to think of other things. I was just wondering why she didn't take Jasper her football fanatic boyfriend instead of me, but Alice always has her reasons and I wasn't even gonna ask her about that right now. I just wanted this day to be over already. Four more hours and I would be home again. Work was starting to really stress me out, and being home in my element was the best cure for that.

The next day we didn't have to wake up at the crack of dawn so I slept in until I heard her tiny little fists pounding on my door at around 11:30 telling me that we need to start getting ready for the game.

"Christ Alice it's not even noon yet. Why do we have to start getting ready now?" Then I realized this is Alice we are talking about she is going to want to get all dolled up just for a football game. So I lazily got out of bed and headed to the kitchen because I was starving. That's what I get for not eating 3 meals a day I guess. After I ate something to tide me over for a while and showered it was time to let the fun begin. She had already had what she wanted me to wear laid out on my bed when I got out, which consisted of jeans so tight they looked like they were painted on and a red tank top because I wasn't into the whole fashion thing like Alice is. So I let Alice do her thing which took what felt like two hours, and then she started on herself. Her outfit consisted of a jean mini-skirt and a light blue spaghetti strap. I didn't get it! What was the point to get all dressed up for a football game? Plus we had to leave the game early anyways because we had to go to work for a big group of people that were checking in later and they needed us to help them get situated.

Alice saw the questioning look on my face and said "Because I have my reasons Bella. Now stop being a baby and get over it."

Around 3:30 we left to go get something to eat before going to the game because the food at the stadium is never really good for being so overpriced. Then we needed to stop at the Radio Station to get the tickets she had won. Finally we were off to the football game that would change my life as we know it.

Before going to sit in our seats we each bought a jersey. Alice bought a Seahawks jersey with some random number on it and I went for the Bears number 23 jersey instead. Alice looked at me like I was crazy and I said "What someone has to support the other team." She retorted with, "You're going to get us booed at and food thrown at us. You suck!" I decided to tune her out to go find out seats. Once we were seated in the bleachers the guys next to us were staring at us creepily. Alice was starting to get fidgety beside me.

"Hey what is your deal? Why are you all spastic right now?" I asked her because she was starting to get annoying. Man I need a vacation if my own best friend is starting to annoy me.

She eagerly said "Don't for one minute think I don't know you love a man clad in football gear Bella, and I'm still kinda nervous about you wearing a traitor jersey."

I could feel the color burning in my cheeks. What girl in her right mind wouldn't think a hunky football player looked sexy in their uniforms. And why should I care what other people think? It's just a stupid jersey anyways.

The stadium was filled with waves of blue and orange for everyone was wearing their favorite team's colors. The Chicago Bears started to storm the field and I heard a bunch of booing coming from all the Seahawks fans in the stadium along with a bunch of people cheering. I decided to be on the Bears side because I felt that someone needed the steal the Seahawks thunder and root for the so called "underdog". Then the Seahawks made their grand entrance onto the field and cheers erupted all over the stadium. While they were all warming up on the field the guy next to me was trying to talk to me.

"Hey my name is Mike and these guys here are Eric and Ben."

"Hi I'm Bella and this is my friend Alice." I said to be polite.

He obviously didn't realize I wasn't paying any attention to him and was trying to ask me if I was from around here but Alice intercepted and said, "Um sorry to burst your bubble...Mike was it, but she's not interested. So if you don't mind can you just leave her alone? Thanks. Uh buh bye." She gave a little hand gesture to wave the guy off and turned to me. "Men, they never learn do they?"His friends busted up laughing at Alice's wordy demise of the poor guys ego. I was beet red but she could plainly see that I was getting uncomfortable with this guy and she totally saved me from his stupidity.

Finally the game started and the kickoff went to the Seahawks after the coin toss. One of the Bear's players caught it and started running down the field. They got a first down at the 40 yard line. Then Alice asked me "So which of those big football players' ass is the most fascinating to you?" I had watched a Bears game a few weeks ago with Alice and Jasper and already knew what I was going to say.

"I am kinda into the number 23 quarterback for the Bears. Something tells me he looks good in uniform and out of it." Then I winked at her coyly. This number 23 would be making a regular appearance in my dreams from now on – as long as my alarm clock doesn't keep ruining it.

Around 7:30 it was about time to go. The score was Bears 27 Seahawks 18. I just had a feeling that the bears where going to kick some major ass tonight. Alice was tugging on my arm telling me we had to go. So I tore my eyes away from number 23 whose identity was still a mystery to me.

When we got to the hotel everyone was running around trying to get things ready for whatever was going on tonight. I guess there was some big party later but I had no clue what it was for until my manager decided to greet us with his presence. James had long blond hair that he puts into a ponytail and deep blue eyes. He wasn't that bad looking but he was a royal ass to say the least. He told us that the Chicago Bears were staying here for a few nights and were having a post game party in the Paris Ballroom that was decked out in the Bears' colors with a full bar and everything. We were told to just come to work in out street clothes so Alice and I were still dressed to kill with our jerseys on. I told Alice to take hers off and after a little badgering of my own I got her to take off the jersey.

Around 9:30 the team started to pour into the lobby shouting and laughing. I guess they had won after all. AWESOME!!! I was checking the guys in along with Alice and the next guy in line came up to the desk while I am finishing up the last check in I was doing.

"Hello welcome to the Monaco Hotel. I am Bella. What is your last name so I can get you situated in your room?"

He answered in a booming voice, "Cullen. Emmett Cullen. Nice to meet you Bella."

I finally looked up to see the face that went with that sexy voice. Man - to say he was gorgeous was an understatement. He had short curly black hair that you would have the urge to run your fingers through and the most beautiful big blue eyes I have ever seen, oh and you can't forget those dimples. His body was to freaking die for. You could see his muscles through the dress shirt he was wearing. He was totally eye-fuckable to say the least. I decided to make small talk with him.

"So I take it from all the noise that you guys won."

"Yeah it was 42 to 27. We totally creamed them." His laugh was as booming as his voice. Damn!

"Congrats. So what is your position?" I could feel my cheeks burning red as I realized what I had said. "Sorry that totally didn't sound right."

He chuckled and answered. "I am the quarterback, number 23 to be exact."

Holy freaking shit! This was the man I had been looking at throughout the game. Wow.

"Oh that's cool. Well here's your room key and everything you need while staying here. If you have any questions feel free to ask." I couldn't look him in the eyes anymore. I felt my cheeks turn a deep shade of red again.

"Ok I have a question for you. What are you doing after this?"

Did he just basically ask me out? Seriously? Me Bella freakin Swan. This hunk of a man standing before me was staring into my eyes awaiting my answer. Shit. What do I say? I gave a questioning glance towards Alice who was giving me the "come on answer him" glare and opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I started to turn a bright tint of red and finally I found my words.

"Um…I don't really have any plans for tonight. Why?" I said kind of in shock that his man was even attempting to talk to someone like me. I pictured him with some tall blond super-model type.

His face lit up and he gave me a heart stopping grin. "Oh I was just wondering if you would like to hang out with me and the team for this little shindig we are throwing. Your friend over there is also invited. You girls are already dressed to kill why not have a little fun? What do ya think?"

I glanced over towards Alice again and she was vibrating with excitement. She nodded with approval. So if she was up for it why not take a chance and get to know this guy?

I agreed to join him after I was finished checking all of the team into their rooms. I told him we would be there in a half hour and to save some seats for us. Me and Alice, who was giddy as all hell, went to the restroom to freshen up. You know the normal girl thing like fixing the hair and make-up. Once we were finished we walked into the Paris Ballroom that was swarming with a bunch of big burly drunk men and the occasional football groupies throwing themselves at them.

I spotted Emmett at a table near the back and he waved eagerly. Wow he must really be desperate to go for someone like myself. Alice saw my cheeks flush and said "Hey breathe hun, it's just hanging out with the team, some casual conversation, and maybe a few drinks. No need to get all flustered."

Easy for her to say she had a man in her life while I was living the single life, and this guy was freaking beautiful. His blue eyes were making my salivary glands work overtime.

He was chatting with a few of his teammates who were also at the table. He introduced us to them but I was too caught up in my own head that I forgot their names immediately after. I was eternally grateful that Alice was my wing- woman tonight and didn't decide to ditch me to go over to Jasper's.

"Man I need a drink. Would you care to join me at the bar, Bella?" Emmett asked with a small smile.

"Um…yeah sure why not I think I'm in need of a drink too." I said with a slight smile. We got up and made our way to the bar. He grazed my hand while walking to our objective, and I felt a little jolt of electricity between us. Man did my cheeks turn the brightest shade of red they have ever been and I wasn't even drunk yet. What the hell?

We finally got to the bar and I really needed some liquid courage so I ordered a round of tequila to get the party started. Gotta love those open bar events. We ordered 2 more rounds after that. After the tequila shots I was feeling a little less skittish and we started talking. I ordered a Blue Moon on tap with a slice of orange and a apple martini for Alice and he had a Budweiser. After we had our drinks we went back to the table where I had left Alice to fend for herself. She seemed to be in a heated argument with one of the guys about god only knows what so I decided to ignore what was going on with her and find out more about Emmett.

"So Emmett did you always want to be in the NFL playing for the Chicago Bears? Or did you just happen to land it by chance?"

He replied, "Well I grew up in the Chicago area and I had a football scholarship to the university there. A big name scout for the Bears saw me at a game and liked what he saw I suppose. So here I am. I knew I was destined for football I guess. I never really thought about much else."

"Oh I see. That's cool. Anyways so if you don't mind me asking…Why did you invite me to this party tonight?" I was feeling gutsy in asking and I really just wanted to know.

"Well other than the fact that you are wearing my number and that I think you are a very beautiful girl I just wanted to get to know you a little better that's all. Oh and all that blushing you do I think is very sexy." He replied with enthusiasm.

Holy hell this man is going to be the death of me.

Emmett's POV

Another win. At this rate we might make it to the super bowl. I was sitting on the bus on the way over to our hotel. We were in Seattle playing the Seahawks on their own turf. Man I hate that. We always get booed when come here. Its even worst when we win. Which we did. Fucking-A right. Apparently we were having a post game party at this hotel called Monaco. Should be fun. Open bar, post game high – maybe even a hot little honey or two. Who knows?

"Hey Em," I heard from the back the back of the bus. I turned around to see Jared, one of our linebackers, "That last touchdown you did, when you spun around the fag on the other team, I though for sure he was going to trip you. Man – for such a big guy you sure our light on your feet."

I laughed. This was true. I had heard it many times before. The bus then halted to a stop outside a huge hotel. We disembarked and started heading in. The guys were all yelling and laughing still celebrating our victory. We started forming lines behind each of the four front desk clerks. I couldn't get a clear view of the girls ahead, what with all the guys still jumping around yelling, but I could plainly see that the girl at head of the line next to me was wearing one of our jerseys. I switched lines and kind of got a semi clear view of her.

She was small. Well, compared to me every girl is. But she was really hot. She had long dark brown hair the was in this half up half down contraption. She looked like she had a smoking little body if only she wasn't wearing that over sized jersey. If she could just move a little to the left I could read the number on it. The people in front of me one by one slowly departed and I finally saw her in all her glory. She was hot! And she was wearing my jersey. My Jersey. God, I think I just fell in love.

I slowly worked my way to the front of the line. I finally stood in front of her. I could smell her – strawberries, and something else. All I knew was that she smelled wonderful.

"Hello welcome to the Monaco Hotel. I am Bella. What is your last name so I can get you situated in your room?"

"Cullen. Emmett Cullen. Nice to meet you Bella." My voice seemed to boom about the room.

She finally looked up at me and I about lost it. Her eyes. I could stare into her eyes forever. An her cheeks started to flame red. I caught her checking me out. And it was hot.

"So I take it from all the noise that you guys won." her voice had a few nerves in it.

"Yeah it was 42 to 27. We totally creamed them." I laughed, she smiled. I could get use to that.

"Congrats. So what is your position?" As if I thought her cheeks couldn't get any redder – they did. Immensely. So hot. "Sorry that totally didn't sound right."

I laughed a little. "I am the quarterback, number 23 to be exact." I took the chance then to look at her "jersey". I wanted to see her out of the jersey just so I could see her better. That jersey was entirely too big. Would have never fit me but the average Joe – it might.

"Oh that's cool. Well here's your room key and everything you need while staying here. If you have any questions feel free to ask." She wouldn't look at me now. Probably feeling a little embarrassed. No need.

"Ok I have a question for you. What are you doing after this?" Please say nothing, please say nothing.

I watched her as she seemed to mule things over in her head. She looked over at the girl next to her, I didn't even notice her before, and she seemed to be urging Bella to say something.

"Um…I don't really have any plans for tonight. Why?"

I grinned. Huge grin. Like Cheshire cat grin. "Oh I was just wondering if you would like to hang out with me and the team for this little shindig we are throwing. Your friend over there is also invited. You girls are already dressed to kill why not have a little fun? What do ya think?" I was laying it on thick. Please say yes.

She glanced over at her friend again who was nodding her head yes. I beamed. Score. She told me she would meet after checking everyone else in. I took the elevator up to my room and stepped it. Shower time! I quickly showered, changed and headed down stairs.

I sat in the back a table full of friends. I wasn't really listening to them as they regaled us all with the game we were all just in. I keep glancing at the door waiting for her to arrive. God, I feel like I am already whipped and we aren't even dating. Yet. Hopefully. I dunno. Possibly? She is hot. Hopefully it isn't all looks and there is some brains behind that bod.

Then I saw her. The world could have melted away around her and I wouldn't notice. She finally locked eyes with me and I waved her over. Her and her little sprite friend started mumbling back and forth before finally making their way over.

I got up so I could let Bella and her friend sit down. Alice was her name. She whispered it in my ear as they squeezed by. "Hey you guys, this is Bella and Alice. Girls, that is Jared, Steve, Kyle, Robert and Zak." The girls mumbled their hellos and sat down. I had other plans.

"Man I need a drink. Would you care to join me at the bar, Bella?" I smiled at her hoping she would.

"Um…yeah sure why not I think I'm in need of a drink too." She smiled – very shyly. As we walked towards the bar I let my hand slightly brush against hers. I felt like I just stuck a fork into a toaster. The jolt of electricity I felt between us was crazy. Good. Bad. I don't know. I don't care.

We got over to the bar and she ordered a round of tequila shots. Nervous much? I watched as she licked the salt of her hand, slammed the shot and put the lime slice in her mouth. I got a semi hard on just watching her do that. All I could think of was what she could be licking salt off of and sticking in her mouth. Bad Emmett. I downed the shot and moved onto my second. She was already rounding her third. I order a Budweiser for myself, a blue moon for her and a apple martini for her friend the pixie. We headed back over to the table drinks in hand. I hung back a little bit behind her to get a good view. Nice little apple bottom ass.

We took a seat on the edge of the booth when she finally looked over at me to talk. Liquid courage is awesome.

"So Emmett did you always want to be in the NFL playing for the Chicago Bears? Or did you just happen to land it by chance?"

"Well I grew up in the Chicago area and I had a football scholarship to the university there. A big name scout for the Bears saw me at a game and liked what he saw I suppose. So here I am. I knew I was destined for football I guess. I never really thought about much else."

"Oh I see. That's cool. Anyways so if you don't mind me asking…Why did you invite me to this party tonight?"

I smirked. This might get interesting. "Well other than the fact that you are wearing my number and that I think you are a very beautiful girl I just wanted to get to know you a little better that's all. Oh and all that blushing you do I think is very sexy." And let the flirting begin....

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