Not Just an Act Anymore by JennaRay

Not Just An Act Anymore by JennaRay http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5764288/1/Not_Just_An_Act_Anymore JennaRay Author of 9 Stories

so excited about this story! it is already my baby! Chemistry is obvious between Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart on the set of Eclipse. This story follows a developing and very complicated relationship between the two actors. Rated: M - English - Reviews: 366 - Updated: 06-10-10 - Published: 02-20-10 - id:5764288 ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### ##### #####

Chapter: 1

A/N: new stories are exciting :) I don't own these characters…obv… This is a story is set during the filming of eclipse. It is a story about a developing relationship between Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart Short first chapter but 1) I only had ha d a little time but I couldn't stop thinking about this story idea so I wanted to get it written down 2) I wanted to get some feedback and see what people think of this story idea! I think it could go to some really fun places! Without further ado…I present chapter one… ENJOY! . . . . .

I tried to block out what I was experiencing is my eyes raked slowly up his body, but it was hard. He was glorious. And that smile… that smile… My skin tingled as he lifted our interlaced fingers to brush my cheek with the back of his hand. "How was your afternoon, Bella?" He asked. That beautiful grin. I wondered if it was natural or just well-rehearsed. "Slow" I replied, my heart-rate steadying as he lowered his hand. It was difficult to focus. It had been a long time but I thought I had prepared myself for this. "For me, as well." He said.

He pulled our hands up to his face and I could feel his breath against my skin as his nose skimmed the inside of my wrist. He smiled slowly and closed his eyes… . . . "CUT!"  Damn it. " Rob…try Rob…try using your left hand instead…better camera angle…" My beautiful co-star sighed in exasperation and I wondered if he was feeling the same annoyance I had. We had attempted to run this seen at least two dozen times already and hadn't been able to get ge t passed those three lines. I was about to make a witty remark about the situation when David interrupted us with his booming voice again. Why do directors always feel the need to yell  to yell like like that? "Take a break guys! I need to run through some of this footage…I'm not sure I'm into this set up…" Rob's eyes bulged out of their sockets sock ets in irritation and I couldn't help but laugh. "Join me for a smoke break?" He asked. It made me melt when he broke character and his adorable accent came out. I had always been aware of the silly crush I had h ad on Robert, but this was the first scene o f the movie we had shot together and the tension was more than I remembered. "You don't know how good that sounds" I said sincerely. "But I don't have any with me…"He knew we weren't supposed to have them on us when we were in wardrobe. "You caught me. I'm a smuggler." He said, patting the front pocket of his jeans. I raised my eyebrows. "Well in that case…" and we headed h eaded off to get away from the crowd of people "Make it quick you two!" one of the make-up artists called after us. "I need to do some touch ups before we roll again!" We could have joined most of the other cast that had gathered in various places, but Rob and I were both more creatures of solitude. I had learned that while shooting the last two movies. It wasn't that either of us was anti-social, we just liked to take advantage of the rare opportunities we had to get away from the large crowds of cast and crew. Besides, I could really use a cigarette. We walked out of the house we had been shooting in and found some privacy behind one of the trailers and he dug two individual cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket. "I feel like such a rebel" I mused. "Sorry I'm such a bad influence" he answered back with an equally playful tone, offering me a lit smoke. "You really are, Rob…encouraging me to break the rules…" I accepted the cigarette and took a long drag

He pulled our hands up to his face and I could feel his breath against my skin as his nose skimmed the inside of my wrist. He smiled slowly and closed his eyes… . . . "CUT!"  Damn it. " Rob…try Rob…try using your left hand instead…better camera angle…" My beautiful co-star sighed in exasperation and I wondered if he was feeling the same annoyance I had. We had attempted to run this seen at least two dozen times already and hadn't been able to get ge t passed those three lines. I was about to make a witty remark about the situation when David interrupted us with his booming voice again. Why do directors always feel the need to yell  to yell like like that? "Take a break guys! I need to run through some of this footage…I'm not sure I'm into this set up…" Rob's eyes bulged out of their sockets sock ets in irritation and I couldn't help but laugh. "Join me for a smoke break?" He asked. It made me melt when he broke character and his adorable accent came out. I had always been aware of the silly crush I had h ad on Robert, but this was the first scene o f the movie we had shot together and the tension was more than I remembered. "You don't know how good that sounds" I said sincerely. "But I don't have any with me…"He knew we weren't supposed to have them on us when we were in wardrobe. "You caught me. I'm a smuggler." He said, patting the front pocket of his jeans. I raised my eyebrows. "Well in that case…" and we headed h eaded off to get away from the crowd of people "Make it quick you two!" one of the make-up artists called after us. "I need to do some touch ups before we roll again!" We could have joined most of the other cast that had gathered in various places, but Rob and I were both more creatures of solitude. I had learned that while shooting the last two movies. It wasn't that either of us was anti-social, we just liked to take advantage of the rare opportunities we had to get away from the large crowds of cast and crew. Besides, I could really use a cigarette. We walked out of the house we had been shooting in and found some privacy behind one of the trailers and he dug two individual cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket. "I feel like such a rebel" I mused. "Sorry I'm such a bad influence" he answered back with an equally playful tone, offering me a lit smoke. "You really are, Rob…encouraging me to break the rules…" I accepted the cigarette and took a long drag

from it. "Stupid rule anyway…" he mumbled as he shoved his own cig between his lips "The no smoking in wardrobe thing?" I asked "Mmhhmm" he mumbled, fighting to get his tip lit. "Makes sense if you think about it" I shrugged. "They don't want it to be visible during filming. I'm not sure what people would think of Bella having a cigarette box bulging out of her back pocket" "I think it has more to do with the fact that they don't want their clothes c lothes to smell like smoke" He laughed, taking his own long drag. "Good thing you're standing downwind from me then, huh?" I said with a sarcastic grin. "Not to sound arrogant or anything, but I don't think we're in any serious danger of getting fired." He had a good point. It was extremely doubtful that they would fire us and find new actors for one last movie. They needed us. We stood in silence for a while and enjoyed the much needed break. I stole quick glances in his direction, d irection, admiring his looks. He leaned against the metal of the trailer and ran a hand through his hair. "Careful…" I laughed. "You know how obsessive they get over your hair." "They do a pretty good g ood job of making me look like a tool in these movies" He said with a smirk. "Hey you're not the only one…have you noticed this good awful headband they always put on me? I feel like a twelve year old." I pointed to said headband on my head as evidence. He laughed, which was followed by his adorable smile that I couldn't take my eyes off of. . . . After a long day of filming and a painfully small amount of progress, I was laying on the bed my hotel room utterly exhausted. I had enjoyed a break before production started on Eclipse on Eclipse and I forgot how draining it was. It had only been a week back on set and I was already dragging my feet. Just as I felt myself slipping into a slumber my phone buzzed. bu zzed. It was a text from Ashley, who plats Alice. Out of all the girls on set she was probably the one I had grown closest to. It was actually a little ironic, considering the similar friendship  between our characters. " Hey what r u planning to do for dinner?"  " Have no plans. U?" I U?" I typed back quickly. " A big group is going out but Idk if im in the mood."  " I agree 100%" 

"want to stick to sweats with me and do something easy?"  " sounds perfect" It really did. " Ideas?" She responded. "hmm idk what I'm in the mood for."  " Me neither :("  " Just come to my room Ash im literally down the hall"  " I'm too tired to get off my bed."  "haha I'm doing the same thing. Just get up lazy ass."  "my legs won't let me." I literally laughed out loud at how tired we both were "what suite r u in?"  "324"  "alright. Be there in a minute."  "thanks bitch :)"  I dragged myself off the bed and dug around in my suitcase to find sweatpants, a plain white T shirt, and a sweater. I changed quickly and then threw my hair in a messy ponytail, slid on some vans and grabbed my wallet. I headed down the hall until I found Ashley's suite and knocked on the door. I heard her groan and then sigh. "Get off the bed and open the door! I drug my ass all the way down that hall way" I heard her laugh and shuffle to the door. She opened it and moved aside to let me in. "We sound so pathetic, Kristen," She said as she plopped back down onto the bed. I laughed and plopped down next to her. "I don't know how people actually have to energy to want to go out. I'm exhausted." She giggled and turned to face me. "I know, right?" "Who all is going?" I asked. "The only people I know going for sure are Jackson, Nikki, Kellan, Anna, Michael, Taylor, and Christian. I don't know who else." "Wow that's like…everyone." I said, even though I couldn't help but notice that she didn't mention rob. It didn't surprise me though; he didn't usually partake in group outings.

"Yeah almost everyone in our age bracket at least…" She mumbled and then yawned. I was trying to think of  a sly way to mention Rob when my phone buzzed again. Nikki Reed, actress who plays Rosalie and big time  partier, was calling. "Hello?" I mumbled into the phone. "Want to go out?" she asked, straight and to the point. "No thanks" I said, mid-yawn. "I'm beat…I think I'm just gonna stay in with Ashley" "Lame…" she whined playfully "Sorry Nikki" "Alright well I guess we'll see you losers tomorrow." "Mk…bye." We hung up and I turned back to Ashley "Ten bucks they're all gonna get trashed and regret going out in the morning…" She laughed and curled into a pillow. "I don't make bets I'm bound to lose Kristen." "Soooo…." I said casually after a few minutes. "She would call Rob and see what he's doing? I know he doesn't usually go out with the group so he probably doesn't have plans either." "Sure." She shrugged. "Call him." I grabbed my phone and scrolled down my contact list until I found his number. "Hello?" He answered on the third ring "Hey what are you plans tonight? Are you going out with everyone?" "The only plans I have ass are to sit on my ass and dig into this twelve pack…" I smiled at the adorable way his accent made the word 'ass' sound. "Well Ashley and I are thinking we just wanna order in or something and sit around in our sweats…" "Is that an invitation or are you just letting me know?" I heard him chuckle. "I'll make you a deal…" I mused. "I'm listening." "You bring your twelve pack and we'll let you join the poppin party." "And what makes you think I even want to join this 'poppin party'" he mused back. "Oh is that how it is?" I shot back. Ashley looked over at me and raised her eyebrows.

"Well…because of the fact that I'm such a gentleman I guess I can't leave you two girls to be sad and lonely without me all night…" "How considerate of you, Rob" I tried to avoid Ashley's look. Rob laughed on the other line. "I'll be there in a few minutes…what room?" He said, still laughing. "324" "Alright." "See you in a few minutes." We hung up and Ashley continued to look at me with raised eyebrows. "You were totally flirting with him!" she accused. "No I wasn't…" I rolled my eyes and ventured off to the bathroom to look over my appearance. Maybe I shouldn't have gone with sweatpants. I did a 180 to check over myself in the mirror and then re-did the loose  ponytail I had thrown together. I pouted into the mirror, wishing I had prepared to see Rob. This was ridiculous. I needed to get a grip on myself. It's not like he hadn't seen me roll up into make-up wardrobe after literally just woke up. . . . Is it bad to have a major crush on your studly co-star? . . . . . A/N: YAYYYY! CHAPTER ONE! :) I'm really excited for this story idea yall! What do YOU think about it? For those of you who may be confused about some of names I mentioned…let me attempt to clear that up.

… Rob – Robert Pattison – Plays Edward Kristen – Kristen Stewart – Plays Bella (NARRATOR)

David – David Slade – Director Jackson – Jackson Rathbone – Plays Jasper Nikki – Nikki Reed – Plays Rosalie Kellan – Kellan Lutz – Plays Emmett Christian – Christian Serratos – Plays Angela Taylor – Taylor Lautner – Plays Jacob Anna – Anna Kendrick – Plays Jessica

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A/N: another really short chapter, but I updated twice in one night so it's actually like one really long chapter! :) . . . . .

I heard Rob knock on the door right I was exiting the bathroom. "Answer the door. I don't wanna get up…" Ashley whined. I flung the door open to find Rob with a goofy grin on his face, twelve pack of Coors light in hand, and dressed in black sweatpants with a gray hoodie. He still looked amazing even in sweats. He always looked good on set, but I definitely preferred him without the ridiculous white make up and the weird thing they did to his hair. He was currently sporting his messy sex hair look – my favorite. I shook my head at his ridiculous appearance and stepped to the side to let him in. "You did well on the sweats Rob, I'm impressed" I teased as he walked in and I shut the door behind him. "Yeah well, you sort of made it sound like a necessity…" He greeted Ashley and put the beer down on the table of her suite. She gave me another 'your flirting look' and then hopped off the bed and stood to face us. "What's the game plan bitches? I'm starving."

"I'll eat anything" Rob said, offering his opinion. "Same. I'm game for whatever." I interjected. "I really want a burger but I don't want to go out." Ashley stated. "Well then just call a burger place and order them to go. We can go pick them up." "I'm not going to get them." Ashley declared. She was being a brat tonight. "Its fine Ash, I'll go…I'm just gonna go smoke first…" I grabbed my cigarette box and headed for the  balcony with a look at Rob. Over the last two movies we had become smoking buddies. He nodded at my look and followed me. "Well, while you two go smoke your cancer-sticks I'm gonna call and place an order." We both laughed at Ash before closing the balcony door behind us. There were two or three photographers taking pictures from the street below, but we both ignored it without mentioning them. "What's she got her panties in a bunch about?" Rob asked, pulling out his own box. "Just tired I think…it's been a long week." I sat down in one of the chairs on the balcony but he remained standing. "That it has…at least we get a few days off after tomorrow." "Yeah a few days off of filming" I corrected. "You and I have a magazine photo shoot early as shit on Saturday." "Ughh that's right…" He groaned "Oh well, still better than shooting if you ask me. And besides, it shouldn't take too long. I bet we'll be out of there by noon." I still wasn't looking forward to waking up at five o'clock  in the morning. Even if I did get to pose with my hott co-star. We talked a little more about work until we finished our cigarettes and then headed back inside. Ashley informed me that if I left now the burgers should be ready and to my surprise Rob said that he would go with me. I was grateful for the drivers we had on call downstairs with tinted out SUV's. This is just the kind o f  thing we needed them for. "Why don't any of us have assistants for this shit?" Rob wondered as we walked downstairs. "I've thought about hiring one but I really don't want to pay someone to follow my around and annoy me." I responded quickly. "Yeah you're right." We had a member of security and Robs manager Kathy, who was here for a couple days, meet us in the lobby of our hotel and then we all headed to the side exit to meet our driver. I was hoping all the photographers would have stayed outside the main entrance but I soon learned that that had been wishful thinking. Rob groaned and pulled his hood up over his head as we walked towards the car and I kept my head down to avoid the constant flashing of the cameras.

"ROB! KRISTEN! Where are you headed?" "Robert, who's the lady?" "I'm his manager." Kathy shot back with annoyance "Where's Taylor?" We finally got into the car but it took forever for the driver to maneuver around the paparazzi and get out of  the parking lot. When we arrived at the burger place we gave Derek, the security guard, some money and sent him to get our food. . . . By the time we got back to Ashley's room I was in a pretty bad mood. I was tired, hungry, and annoyed with the paparazzi. "You better love me bitch." I told her with a serious look. "We had deal with crazy paparazzi for these  burgers and all I have to say is that they better be fucking delicious." "Thanks guys!" she said in a much better mood now that she was digging into her burger and fries. We all enjoyed a beer over dinner and then a couple more as we sat and talked afterwards. We were having a good time due to our alcohol induced laughter. We complained about work and how shitty it was to live out of a hotel while we were filming. About an hour later Rob received a call from his agent about a new  possible movie and he quickly thanked us for a good time before excusing himself to resume his phone call. "You two are sooo fucking flirty!" Ashley blurted out as soon as the door had closed behind him "No we're not…" I mumbled. "What the fuck ever Kristen, you guys are into each other." "You just think that because we play love interests on-set Ash." "No, no, no. You two have undeniable chemistry. I can feel it just being in the same room!" I wanted to avoid talking about this. I was embarrassed that I was totally crushing on Rob. I told Ashley I was exhausted and would see her the next day when she arrived on set. I gathered my stuff and headed back  down the hallway. Just as I was passing Rob's door her came out of his room, still talking on the phone, explaining to his agent that he couldn't find reception. I passed him silently and kept walking towards my room, but as I approached my door I realized that I didn't have my room key. "Shit!" I proclaimed loudly "What's wrong?" came Rob's voice. I spun around quickly. I hadn't even noticed that he had hung up the  phone.

"I forgot to bring my fucking room key with me…I'm locked out." I felt like a fucking idiot. "I've done that plenty of times…" rob laughed. "Come on, let's go downstairs and get you new one" We headed down to the lobby and went to find the front desk when we came across a little girl, probably about six or seven. I knew she was too young to have read twilight and would have figured she had probably never seen the movie either, but boy was I wrong. "MOMMY!" she gasped. "IT'S BELLA AND EDWARD!" she shrieked the last p art and a cringed slightly at the high pitch of her voice. "Moooommmy! LOOK!" I was starting to get worried that she was going to self  combust. I always felt a little awkward when I came across young fans who actually thought our characters were real, but Rob usually handled it insanely well. "Hey there, sweetheart" he cooed to her. Her eyes widened at his acknowledgement of her existence and I couldn't deny that it was cute. "Hi, Edward!" She said, beaming up at him. Her mother burst out in laughter. "Oh I'm sorry if she's bothering you!" the mother said. "I took her along with a friend and I to see Twilight, and she just can't get enough it!" "Oh no, she's quiet fine." Rob assured her. "What's your name, sweetie?" "Emily" She answered with another huge smile. "That's a beautiful name, Emily." He answered. "MOM! SHE'S HERE WITH EDWARD! DOES THAT MEAN SHE'S GONNA PICK HIM AND NOT JACOB?" I couldn't help laugh at this outburst. "I don't know, honey. I guess we'll just have to keep seeing the movies to find out!" good answer , I thought. I wasn't sure what I would have said to that. The mother turned back to us and looked us hesitantly for a moment, as if she wanted to ask something. "Do you think we could get your autographs? My oldest daughter would just die…" She looked us at nervously, as she had over-stepped a boundary. These were the kind of finds a liked – respectful of your  space yet flattering. "Yeah, of course" I said with a smile. Thankfully, she had a piece of paper and a pen. I signed it and then handed it to Rob, who did the same. She took the paper with an excited smile. I excused myself to go get a replacement room key while Rob continued to charm the shit out of the little girl. When I returned the mother  thanked us both for the autographs and then headed off with her daughter while we returned to the elevators. "You're always so good with kids…" I mentioned as we rode the elevator up. "I find kids absolutely enthralling" he said with his adorable smile. "They have such innocence about them, and they always say exactly what they are thinking. No secrets."Our hallway was empty as Rob walked me to the room of my door to make sure my key was working. "Guess I'll see you bright and early" he said when my door opened.

"Are we the first two shooting?" "Yeah, it'll be just us for the first couple hours. There should be a car downstairs for us at six and then we'll  be in hair and make-up until seven thirty." I groaned in response and he laughed. "Glad to know you're dreading tomorrow's scene so much" he teased. "I didn't mean it like that asshole, it's just really early." I knew that he was joking and I was thankful he made light of the situation. Tomorrow we would be shooting the first scene in Edward's bedroom. It wasn't really towards the beginning of the movie but it was common for directors to skip around while shooting movies, and they usually liked to get the simple scenes out of the way first. Yeah, simple…simple for them "I know, I know" he responded. "Now you go get your beauty rest and have those lips ready for me in the morning" he said with a playful wink. "I'll get right on it" I laughed. "Night" he said as he turned to head back to his room. I entered my suite and closed the door behind me with a sigh. Tomorrow would be a good day. . . . . . A/N: Things will heat up tomorrow on-set and the next day at the photo shoot…I just needed to set some foundation! I'm still super excited about this story! Which I why I just had to update again so quickly – because I can't wait to get to the good stuff! Tell me what you think so far or if you have any suggestions!

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A/N: I'm going good at updating! 3 chapter in less than 24 hours…GO ME! . .

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I got out of the shower at five thirty and had to be downstairs by six. That is one advantage of having a hair  and make-up team. You don't have to get yourself ready in the morning – just shower and go. I stumbled to my bed in the dark to pick up phone and was surprised to have text from Rob waiting for me. " About to rip Jenny a new ass hole if she doesn't stop banging on my door."  I laughed out loud at this. Jenny was an annoying production manager who often times took it upon herself to make sure that we were awake and ready to go on time. She personally singled out Rob after he drank a little too much one night and overslept. " get ur ass up and she will leave u alone" I wrote back. I pulled on some jeans and a T shirt without bothering to dry my hair. When I got down to the lobby to meet Jenny and security I was surprised to see that Rob had made it there before me. He gave me a sleepy nod and I mumbled a 'hey' to him. Jenny starting bitching about how tired we looked and quickly had somebody bring us some coffee, which I wasn't complaining abou t, and when everyone finally had their shit together we fought the crowd of cameras to get to our car and drove about 15 minutes to get to set. It was too early for  anyone to make small talk on the way so we sat in silence with only the sound of Jenny's walky talky going off. After spending an hour and half in make-up and wardrobe, and another 20 minutes of sitting around waiting for production to set up all the equipment correctly, we were finally filming. The scene in Edward's bedroom that I had been anticipating would be the second scene filmed today. First, we would be filming a scene in Edward's garage where he surprises Bella with a motorcycle. I was walking behind Rob into a garage that had been assembled to represent the Cullen family garage. . . . "What is that ?" I said, gesturing to a gorgeous silver motorcycle sitting next to an old shitty one. "Nothing" Rob murmured. "It does look like nothing" I accused. "Well, I didn't know if you were going to forgive your friend, or he you, and I wondered if you would still want to ride your bike anyway. It sounded like it was something that you enjoyed. I thought I could go with you, if you wished." He said with a shrug. "I wouldn't be able to keep up with you…" I whispered after a pause. Rob walked over to me and lifted my chin to look at him, trying to push the corner of my mouth up. The first few takes of the day we both broke

into a fit of giggles at this point, but now we were able to contain ourselves. "I'd keep pace with you, Bella." "That wouldn't be much fun for you." "Of course it would, if we were together." I would never get used to the intensity of his eyes. "Edward, if you thought I was going too fast or losing control of the bike or something, what would you do?" He paused with a look of hesitation, furrowing his eyebrows, and then gave me a strained-looking smile. "This is something you do with Jacob, I see that now." "It's just that, well, I don't slow him down so much, you know, I could try, I guess…" I looked at the bike again before letting my eyes snap back to Rob. "Don't worry about it," He said with a beautiful laugh. "I saw Jasper admiring it. Perhaps it's time he discovered a new way to travel. After all, Alice has her Porsche now." I had to try and stop my mind from drifting off to thoughts of riding the beautiful bike with Rob. "Edward, I – " I watched his lips carefully as they descended upon mine. The kiss was just a peck, but it was enough to make me heart flutter for a moment until he pulled away all too soon. "I said not to worry. But would you do something for me?" Oh I have couple things in mind I would love to do for you Rob. Oh God, did I seriously just think that? "Whatever you need" I answered quickly. He turned away to pick up the helmet and jacket on the other side of the bike. "Please?" He said, his lips forming that perfect smile. "I'll look stupid" I complained after taking the helmet in my hands. "No, you'll look smart. Smart enough not to get your-self hurt." He put the jacket over his arm and took my face in his hands, giving me sexy eyes again. "There are things between my hands right now that I can't live without. You could take care of them." "Okay, fine" I gazed right back into his mesmerizing eyes. "What's that other thing?" He laughed lightly and shook out the jacket. "It's a riding jacket. I hear road rash is quite uncomfortable, not that I would know myself." He held it out for  me and I pulled the helmet down onto my head before shrugging into the jacket. He took a step back and looked at me with a smile that looked a little to natural. "Be honest, how hideous do I look?" I really did feel ridiculous. He took another step back and his smile grew even more. "That bad huh?" "No, no, Bella. Actually…You look…sexy." I giggle lightly.

"Right." "Very sexy, really." He took a step towards me. Good thing I was wearing the helmet, because I could have  been blushing. "You are just saying that so that I'll wear it," I said. "But that's okay. You're right, it's smarter." He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me against his chest. It felt nice. "You're silly. I suppose that's part of your  charm. Though, I'll admit it, this helmet does have its drawbacks." My breath caught in my chest as he pulled the helmet off of my head. It felt like slow motion as he leaned into me. Even though we were acting, when his lips touched mine my heart starting thumping. Keep your shit  together Kristen. Our lips parted slightly and then we were kissing. My friends always ask me if kissing scenes are awkward and my normal answer is that it's nothing like a real kiss when crowds of people are standing around with cameras watching you, but for some reason things were starting to feel different with Rob. . . . "CUT!" David yelled. We pulled away from each other and smiled awkwardly. Was this really or crush, or wa s I just physically attracted to Rob and confused by the intimacy we were thrown into by work? I took off the riding jacket and then one of the hair stylists ran over to me to fix my helmet hair wh ile a make-up artist starting touching up Rob. He closed his eyes as she worked and I took the opportunity to stare at him. The best way for me to describe Robert Pattinson was sex on legs. He always had the perfect sex hair, the just rolled out of bed look, and his eyes were so intense. It was no wonder to me that he was the object of  so many young girls affection. But I saw something more in Rob than sex on legs. His face was truly  beautiful. I'm not sure I have even seen a man so beautiful. Just as I was about to get started on admiring his  body his eyes opened and we locked momentary eye contact before I looked away q uickly. How embarrassing, he had caught me staring… "Alright guys! I think after that last take we got some pretty good footage on that scene." Declared David. "Let's get everything moved up into the house and into Edward's bedroom." I reflexively glanced at Rob who raised his eyebrows at me. "Hope you're ready for some Edward lovin' Kristen" He said with a smirk. "Let's get this over with…" I rolled my eyes playfully. . . . This scene turned out to be complicated and we were on our seventh take. It was difficult for us both to get it

 just right. Either one of us would start laughing, Dave wouldn't be happy with an angle, or one of us would mess up on a line. We usually had our shit together but we always messed up lines more during intimate scenes – there is just so much to think about at once. Rob and I were curled up together in a plush golden  bed, just having broken a kiss so that a camera lens could be changed. "Does it ever make you feel awkward? Doing this in a room full of like twenty people?" I asked him quietly as the crew shuffled about the room noisily, paying no attention to us. He laughed and shrugged his shoulders. "Not really. Does it make you feel awkward?" "Sometimes" I admitted. "I guess you're just such a good kisser that I don't even notice the other people, huh?" he flashed me his sexy smirk. "Yeah, that must be it…" I laughed. "Okay, rob, you go ahead and start with 'I'll wait as long as you want'" Dave directed. We shifted ourselves on the bed so that he was leaning over me slightly with his hands knotted in my hair  and his lips brushed up against mine while my arms wrapped loosely around his neck. . . . "I'll wait as long as you want" He whispered against my lips. "Maybe in the morning" I said in a breathy voice. "Whatever you prefer." His hot breath against my mouth sent a shiver up my spine. "Welcome home" I whispered as he moved to press his lips to my jaw. "I'm glad you came back" "That's a very good thing" He said with a smile "Mmm" I tightened my hold around his neck. This was the part that always got me laughing; His hand running down my side. He curved his hand around my elbow and slowly moved it down my arm while I took a deep breath and tried to focus. He slid it down my ribs but this time I felt no urge to laugh. His hot hand moved across my waist, running along my hip and down my leg. We were both breathing roughly, which I was so much more aware of in this packed yet dead silent room, and my chest was rising and falling heavily right below his face as his lips moved down to find my throat. At this point I was trying not to hyperventilate. He moved down around my knee and then cupped his hand around my calf, pulling my leg up and around his hip. Good thing I was supposed to be breathing heavily because I'm not sure I could have stopped. I sucked in a sharp breath as his lips moved around my throat. His now free hand snaked around to my lower back and made contact with my skin where my shirt had ridden up slightly, provoking a small ,embarrassing , and one hundred percent

natural whimper out of me. "Not to bring on the ire prematurely." p rematurely." He whispered in a hoarse voice. I shifted my weight to keep my leg wrapped tightly around his waist. "But do you mind telling me wha – " and then he stopped. Rob gently unwound my leg from around his hip and scooted off of the bed. "I'm sorry I need a minute…" he mumbled quickly before bolting out of the room. Everyone stood there in silence, me breathing heavily, for at least a full minute. "What the hell was that?" Dave snapped. "Why the hell did he stop? That was absolutely perfect." . . . Rob returned after about five minutes and we took a couple more less-heated takes and I shot a few scenes with Taylor and Ashley but Dave had to close set a couple hours early to make an emergency business meeting. The ride back to the hotel was a little tense. Rob and I hadn't discussed his little outburst and I wasn't sure if it would be weird of me to bring it up. I was thankful when my mom called, giving me an excuse to break the silence. "Hey, mom." "Hey, Kris! I wasn't expecting you to answer; a nswer; I thought you would still be shooting." "Closed set early, Dave had to be somewhere." "Well, I was just calling to let you know that my flight gets in at eight tomorrow and I'm getting a rental car  at the airport so I should be there for the second half of your shoot. I'm bringing Aunt Carrie with me." "That's great, mom." "Yeah, but we can only stay for the day. I have to be back for your dad's business dinner." "Well, hey, don't feel obligated to come if it's too much of an inconvenience." inconv enience." "No, no, no, sugar. Carrie and I love seeing you on your shoots. I wouldn't miss it for the world." "Okay, well I'm about to be back at the hotel. Can I give you a call later?" "Sure, honey. Love you!" "Love you too." I was happy my mom was coming; it would be nice to have some normalcy around. The paparazzi weren't too bad when we got back to the hotel. I assumed it was because they wouldn't be expecting us to get back so much earlier than usual. I layed down on the bed, intending just to close my eyes for a little while, and ended up sleeping until about six that evening. I called my sister and talked to her for  awhile before my stomach informed me that I was starving. I hung up with her and then saw that I had received three texts while talking to her. The first one was from my publicist, Andrea telling me about a n awesome review I had gotten on a dress that I wore to an awards show. The second was from my manager,

reminding me the details on the shoot tomorrow. The third was from Rob. " Plans tonight?"  " Not yet but I'm starving."  "lets order chinese. I'll host in my room this time. sweatpants required again." I again." I laughed while I answered. " sounds fabulous. Should I call Ash and see what shes up to?"  "Sure. Come on over whenever. Suite 336."  I called Ashley who answered on the first ring. "Hey" "Hey, want to order in chinese with Rob and I?" "Hell fucking no. We don't have to work tomorrow, let's go out." "You don't have work tomorrow. We have a photo shoot." "I forgot. Well, I'm still going out. You flirt-monsters get your Chinese on alone." I could hear her laugh. "Whatever have fun." I hung up with Ashley and then went to my suitcase in search of my most flattering sweats. I pulled them on, followed by a hoodie, and went to the bathroom to do something acceptable with my hair. I shoved on some slippers sitting next to my bed and headed head ed to Rob's room. He answered the door in a pair of navy blue pants and an d I plain, gray, T shirt. His Edward make-up was gone and his hair was more of a mess. Just the way I like him. "Hey" he mumbled. "Ashley turned to the dark side" I explained as I walked in. "She's "S he's going out with everyone." "Guess we're the only lame one's now" He said as he closed the door behind me. "Nah, we're just the only assholes that have to work tomorrow…" I said with a groan. "Touché" He laughed. "Before we order out food…I owe you some sort of explanation for freaking out on set earlier…" I swallowed hard. I guess I was getting my explanation after all. . . .

. . A/N: what do YOU think Rob should say to Kristen… I can't wait to get all this fluff out of the way so we can get into the relationship part yall!

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A/N: I don't own Kristen, but I handcuffed Robert to myself for the night…so I own him for now. :] . . . . .

"Rob, really, it's fine. You don't have to explain anything to me." I didn't want this conversation to be weird. We stood in the middle of his suite awkwardly, him with his hands in his pockets. "No, Kristen, we should talk about it. If we don't it's just going to be weird next time we shoot…" "Alright…" I mumbled. He sighed and ran his hands through his already messy hair. He needed to stop that if  he wanted me to pay attention to what he was saying. "I guess I just got a little carried away. I go t a little too into it and I just wanted to remove myself from the situation before I got in any deeper. I really am sorry that I just up and left like that…I just needed to get out of there for a bit and c ollect myself. It got really intense in there and I wasn't really sure how to handle it. I  just knew I didn't want production to pick up on it and say something. " What the fuck is that supposed to mean? I wanted to ask him what was different about that take than the others. I wanted to ask him if he has ever felt anything like that on set with me before. I wanted to ask him if  he was feeling the same thing I was feeling. But I didn't. I chose to be a pussy instead. "Don't even worry about it Rob. We're cool." He looked at me as if he was waiting for me to say something else but I just didn't have the courage c ourage at the moment. "Well, alright good then, lets order some food." I took a deep breath of relief that that conversation was over,  but my mind wouldn't stop racing now with thoughts that it was possible that Rob had been feeling the same thing I had recently.

We found a Chinese place online that would deliver to our hotel and ordered a plate of orange chicken, a  plate or pepper steak, and some steamed rice to share. While we waited for it to get to there I noticed his guitar lying on the couch. I knew that he made music and loved it – one of his songs had even been featured in twilight – but I didn't really know anything else about it or his music career. "How long have you played?" I asked. "Long as I can remember. I wanted to be a musician even before I wanted to do acting." "So how did you get here? Why aren't you in a recording studio somewhere?" "I dunno really. I was interested in both and I guess acting just took off first." He messed up his hair again. "Do you play a lot?" "Yeah, I do. It's really relaxing to me. Helps we unwind." I smiled at the idea that popped into my head. "Teach me how to play." I requested, picking up his guitar. He looked a little surprised at my requested but gave me a beautiful smile and walked over to me. He pointed out all the chords to me and told me how to strum. "Teach me a song" I added to my request. "Kristen…" He laughed. "It takes a long time to learn a song; you have to master the chords first." I shrugged. "Teach me anyway." He looked at me for a long moment with an expression I couldn't read and then he walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me to guide my hands on the guitar. My heart skipped a  beat. I wasn't expecting him to get that close to me when I had asked him to teach me but I sure as shit wasn't going to fight it. He tried to show me how to transition from one chord to the next, but to be honest I was just really shitty at playing. After a few minutes of my clumsy strumming I moved my hands on top of his instead, which I considered to be a pretty bold move, and asked him to play. "I want to listen to you…"I said breathlessly. I laid my hands over his as he played some slow, raw, yet really pretty tune. I could feel his hot breath on the side of my neck as he leaned over my left shoulder to watch our hands move as he played, and my breathing  began to get heavier in response. I leaned to my right so that I could turn my head to the side and look at his face. He exhaled a long, slow breath, and closed his eyes. I was in awe. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. His eyebrows furrowed in concentration, a nd I could tell that he was really feeling the music. I couldn't explain but for some reason I felt so connected to him in that moment. He began mumbling words that I couldn't make out. I assumed they were song lyrics, his own or from some song he just knew I wasn't sure. As he did this, he let his lips just barely brush against the skin of my neck  and I physically shivered along with the goose bumps that rose on my skin. There was no way he didn't notice but somehow I wasn't embarrassed. I needed to tell him that he was beautiful. I needed to tell him that I was in awe of him. I needed to tell him that I had felt the same way on set earlier. "Rob?" I whispered, barely audible.

"Hmm?" He responded, his eyes still closed as he continued to play. "I wan –" but I was cut off by a loud banging on the door. "Delivery!" shit. Are you serious? Rob let out a nervous laugh as he opened his eyes and unwound his arms from around me to go answer the door. I sighed and set the guitar back down on the couch. What was my  problem? Why couldn't I have just said something earlier when he was telling me how he had felt while we were shooting? Rob paid for the food and then came back to set it on the coffee table in front of the couch. "What were you saying?" He asked. "I uh, I just…" he was giving me those damn sexy eyes again. "It's not important. Let's eat, I'm starving."  Really, Kristen? He looked at me curiously but didn't pursue asking me again. He nodded and then picked up the guitar, so that we could sit down, and headed off to the bedroom to put it away. When he returned, he was carrying a bottle of wine. "You just have bottles of wine lying around?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. "I would offer you some Kristen, but I don't condone underage drinking." I laughed loudly. "And what about the beer last night?" I accused. "I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about…" his musing was followed by my favorite smirk. "You're an ass." He walked off into the small kitchen and then returned with two glasses. I watched him pour  wine into them while I mentally scolded myself. What the hell is wrong with me? I had more than one perfect opportunity to get my feelings out into the open and I couldn't do it. Would I ever even have another chance? I sighed in resolution as I took the glass of wine he offered me. I would tell him how I felt before I left this suite tonight. . . . . .

…... FIRST, I would like to give a big thank you hug to Robpfan. Your sweet reviews ALWAYS make me smile. People like you make me want to update.

….. A/N: this chapter is short and sweet. It was originally longer but I really felt like this scene with the guitar needed to be by itself. It was just special like that.

I think that at some point Rob should sing to Kristen, yes? I'm still trying to decide on the song… Do YOU think Kristen will have the courage to lay it all out for Rob? Maybe the alcohol will help? My fiancé is pissed that I'm spending so much time on the computer but I can't help it…this story begs me to update!

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A/N: I hope yall like this chapter as much as I do…now get to reading and tell me! . . . . .

We ate our Chinese food and drank our whine on the couch, and I discovered that Rob was not only good looking, but deep and charming. We kept our conversation relatively light and the more wine we drank, the more laughing we did. "Okay…I'm cutting myself off. Don't let me drink anymore…" I said between laughs. "Who'd of thought…Kristen Stewart is a lightweight" he teased. "I am not!" I threw a pillow at him and he caught it before it hit his face. "And I'm not even drunk, just… relaxed." "Whatever you wanna call it, sweetheart." He tossed the pillow back at me. "And I don't want to be drunk…we have an early day tomorrow" I reminded him. He put the cork back in the  bottle and took it to the kitchen. "Alright. Coast is clear…We're safe from hangovers in the morning." He gathered our empty take out boxes and carried them over to the garbage can. "Movie?" He suggested. "Okay." I agreed easily. It wasn't all that late yet and I wasn't ready to go back to my room. Besides, I still had a few things that I hoped to get off of my chest. I looked around the living area of the suite that we had  been sitting in but I didn't see a TV anywhere. "Where is the TV?" I wondered aloud. My room was set up exactly the same as his but it definitely had a plasma screen in the living area.

"I moved it to the bedroom" He said matter-of-factly. "That couch is like a bloody rock and I like watching it while I go to sleep anyway. Makes more sense to me to have it in there." My heart sped up a little at the word  bedroom. Lying in Rob's bed watching a movie…I couldn't have asked for a better night. "C'mon" he muttered as he walked back into the bedroom. I followed him and sat down on the fluffy white  bed that was identical to the one in my room. "Here" he said, handing me the remote. "Find something on demand, I'll be right back." And he headed off to the bathroom. I pulled my legs up to sit Indian style at the foot of the bed and scrolled through the choices. I settled on a Johnny Depp movie that I hadn't seen. He was one of my favorite actors and I was always in the mood for  one of his films. "Secret Window…" Rob commented as he walked out of the bathroom. "Good choice." "You've seen it?" "No, I read the book." He turned out the light and then walked around to the other side of the bed and layed down with is head at the top of the bed propped up on a pillow and his feet even with where I was sitting. I wanted to lay down too but that seemed potentially awkward. "Was it good?" "It was excellent." He adjusted and fluffed another pillow behind his head. "I'm sure the movie will be great, Johnny Depp is brilliant…" "One of my favorites." I agreed. I pressed play and then fast-forwarded through the opening credits. Once the movie started, it en ticed me. I was surprised that I wasn't more distracted, being on a bed with Rob, but the movie really captured my attention. Plus, Stephan King movies always require a lot of focus to keep up with what is going on. We were about twenty five minutes into the movie when Rob brought me out of me Johnny-induced trance. "Kristen…" He said softly, barely above a whisper. "Yeah?" I answered him, but kept my eyes on the screen, absorbed in a particularly action-packed scene. "Come here." What? I turned my head to look back at him and he had his arms open to me with one of his unreadable expressions on his face. Full out birds, not butterflies, started flapping around in my stomach. He wanted me to cuddle with him? I smiled shyly and crawled over to him on the bed where I scooted up close to him and layed down right alongside his body. I rested my head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around me loosely. I never would have expected it to feel so…natural. It was like that spot right there next to him was made for me. We didn't say anything, but it was a comfortable silence. I was surprised that I was able to get back into the movie, although I would admit that I was certainly not as enthralled as I was before. I enjoyed the feeling of  his chest rising and falling underneath me with his steady breathing. A short while later he absentmindedly started playing with the ends of some strands of h air that had fallen out of my ponytail. After what couldn't be more than fifteen minutes since I had settled into this new position, Rob suddenly and unexpectedly put his fingertips under my chin and tilted my face up to briefly lock eye contact with him.

And then he kissed me. His mouth was on mine before I even had time to realize what he was about to do. I always thought kissing Rob would be the same off set as it was when we were acting, but I was wrong. While playing Edward Cullen, He kissed me with short, careful, restrained movements of his lips. Kissing me as Robert Pattinson, his lips were attentive, passionate, and soft. I was blown a way. Our lips explored the other's lips for several long moments before he slowly pulled away, resting his forehead against mine. Both of our breathing was slightly raspy. "I'm sorry…I should have asked if that was okay first." I opened my eyes to find that his were still closed. "I would have said yes…" That was the closest I had come all night to admitting what I had been feeling. "Yeah?" "Yeah…" I answered. He rolled over slightly so that I was flat on my back and he was hovering over me and pressed his lips to mine again. It was just as slow and sweet as the previous kiss. I slid my hands up his back and then fisted them into his incredible hair. My heart began to flutter rapidly when his tongue slipped out from between his lips and slid into mine. Of course, we had never shared a kiss like this while filming before. He tasted incredible. We made out like this for a few minutes before things started getting increasingly more heated. Both of us were kissing with a growing hunger that felt like we couldn't satisfy. His hand moved slowly down to my waist and then began to creep up my stomach, lifting my shirt along the way. Right as he was nearing below my breasts I halted his hand with mine and pulled my lips away from his slightly. I loved every second of this but it was too fast. I needed to know that we were on the same page. I needed to know that his intentions weren't just to score one night of fun. "Rob, I – " I didn't realize I was panting until I tried to speak. "This is just so fast…I don – " and then he cut me off. "You don't have to explain…your right. We should stop." I was pleased to see that he was out of breath as well as he rolled off of me and onto his side to face me. We didn't kiss again that night or even talk about the kisses we did share. Earlier tonight I had been dead set on telling Rob what I had been feeling, but now I didn't have to. Neither of us had to say anything about our  feelings – we had shown each other. We stayed just like that, facing each other but not touching on the bed, for a few hours and just talked. We talked about our family, friends, work, religion, music…everything. The movie went completely ignored. The more I learned about Rob the more I was drawn to him. He was a simply captivating human being…one of the most intelligent, compassionate, and mature people I had ever  met. I could have layed there talking with him all night but I forced myself to go back to my room around half past midnight. We had an early morning the next day and I needed to get some sleep. . . . .

By the end of the shoot all I could think about was getting this tight dress and overdone makeup off. As soon as I had finished changing back into my own clothes I left my dressing room to find my mom. "The pictures look great, Kris!" she said enthusiastically."They let me see some on the computers…" "Thanks mom" I mumbled. "So uh…" she leaned in closer to whisper to me. "You and Robert have some intense chemistry, Kris. I don't remember it being like this on the last movie. The way you two were looking at each other in those shots…I think the crew was feeling the need for a cold shower…" I could feel a blush rising in my cheeks. I wanted to tell her about last night, but it was too soon. I wasn't even sure that it meant anything. "Yeah, well, practice makes perfect I guess." I went back to the Hotel and took a power nap, and then spent the afternoon shopping with my mom and my aunt…and of course summit security to help with the p aparazzi. I was hoping to get some alone time with Rob this morning to gauge how things were between us after last night but I hadn't been so lucky. I went out for Mexican food with mom and Aunt Carrie and then said my goodbyes as they headed off to the airport. I couldn't believe they had flown in just to come to my shoot this morning; they really were incredible. I headed back to the hotel alone and couldn't resist the urge to text Rob when I got in. . . . . " I'm in my sweatpants all alone :("  " Are u implying that u want me to get in ur pants?" He replied rather quickly. "hahah what r u doing?"  "Went out for a couple beers with Jackson and Kellan" I sighed in disappointment. "Cute" I hoped he could sense the sarcasm I intended " I would tell u to come meet up with us but…"  "… I'm not old enough" I finished for him, knowing what he meant. ":( " I smiled at his cute response. " It's cool...have fun."  " If it's any consolation, last night was much more enjoyable." My heart thumped loudly as I read his message. I was trying to come up with a cute response when another text from him came in.

"Wouldve made plans w/u tonight too but I thought u were busy with ur mom?"  "She had to leave early. Business dinner with dad."  " Ahh. My loss. Wish I wouldve known…" I couldn't help but smile. "Yup. Your loss indeed. :)"  " Maybe we can finish the last half of secret window that we neglected tmrw?"  "Ok but u have to promise not to distract me this time!"  "What if I promise to try not to distract u?"  "Good enough."  " I'll call u tmrw"  " K have a good night."  "U too."  . . . . Rob and I were virtually inseparable over the next week and a half. Any time that we weren't filming, which we usually did together anyway, we were with each other. We spent most of our free time shut up in his suite, usually lying in bed watching movies. You would think with all the time we spent together we would have a few more make out sessions under our belts, but we hadn't even kissed again. That didn't bother me though. I was perfectly content flirting with him heavily and learning everything I could about him. I prided myself on knowing his favorite color, his favorite music, how he drank his coffee, about his family members…he was quickly becoming a very big part of my life. Nobody said anything about it, at least not to our faces, but I knew that our fellow cast members had noticed our sudden bond. Ashley was the only one who called me out on it and I just ignored her, telling her to mind her own business. I was happy with the way things were going, but my deepening feelings towards Rob scared me. If  something were to develop between us…it would be complicated. However, I tried not to think about those fears. It was too early for that anyway. I woke up one night in Rob's bed, disoriented and alone. I looked over at the alarm clock and saw that it was two AM. I must have fallen asleep during the movie we had been watching. I crawled out from under the  blankets and walked around the suite looking for him. "Rob…?" I called.

"Out here" He answered from the balcony. I walked around the corner to get outside and what I found took my breath away. He was sitting in the moonlight, wearing only a pair of gym shorts, holding his guitar with a cigarette between his middle and  pointer finger and his hair in a glorious mess. "Hey…" my voice was a little raspy from sleep. "Hey" he put his guitar down and motioned for me to sit next to him on the long lounge chair. "We need to talk." . . . . . A/N: Share your thoughts with me, my loved reviewers! What is Rob going to say to Kristen? Give me YOUR ideas! ****REVIEW RESPONES**** Robpfan – I just want to thank you again for your continuously awesome reviews! Much love. Carolbenatti – (another special reviewer that has taken the time to review all of my stories) I actually do know that Kristen can play the guitar, but the scene was too cute in my mind to not write it…or maybe she was just pretending she couldn't so that our sexy Rob would have to show her ;) LVQueen1 – Don't you worry! These two will have a chance to "relieve the situation at hand" very soon! I know it's frustrating though…I wish I could just throw them in bed together and give them earth-shattering orgasms without having to write so much plot…but it will be even sweeter this way :)

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"Rob…?" I called. "Out here" He answered from the balcony. I walked around the corner to get outside and what I found took my breath away. He was sitting in the moonlight, wearing only a pair of gym shorts, holding his guitar with a cigarette between his middle and  pointer finger and his hair in a glorious mess.

"Hey…" my voice was a little raspy from sleep. "Hey" he put his guitar down and motioned for me to sit next to him on the long lounge chair. "We need to talk." . . . . He took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair as I sat down next to him. "We've been spending a lot of time together the past couple of weeks…" no shit, Sherlock. What's the  problem? I started tapping my foot absentmindedly as a result of the nerves I was feeling. Was he going to tell me that he wanted to see less of me? He hesitated for a moment, looking like he wanted to say something else but staying quiet. I didn't know what kind of response to give to that statement. "Yeah, we have." I said after a while of his silence. "You look beautiful in the moonlight." What the fuck is going on here? I know he didn't just get all serious and tell me we need to talk just to let me know that I look beautiful in the moonlight. "Rob, is there something you wanted to tell me or what?" I wasn't going to beat around the bush with him. I wanted to know what he was thinking. He sighed deeply and then looked down at the ground while he took a drag of his cigarette and exhaled slowly. Then he put it out in an ashtray and turned to look at me with a very serious and almost…concerned  looking expression. "I'm falling for you, Kristen." Even though I had a fairly good idea that he had developing feelings for me as well since he had kissed me, those words still made me melt. What bothered me was the look on his face. "Why do you look like that scares the shit out of you?" "Because it does." "Why?" he knew that I was feeling the same way so why did he look like he was about to shit his pants? "Because it's complicated, Kristen." He looked away from me and out at the view from the balcony. "If this  becomes something between us, there's a lot to think about. It would have a major impact on our work and who knows how summit would feel about it. I don't even know if our contract allows us to date. How would we handle public appearances? And what happens when we're not filming movies together? We would have to be apart a lot. What happens when we leave Vancouver?" "Slow down, Rob. Do you think I haven't thought about all of that? I know there are a lot of complications that come a long with the prospect of us being something but things like this just have to be taken one day at

a time. I know it's easy to get overwhelmed when you look at the big picture." "I don't know Kristen…" He still wasn't looking at me and that one sentence really irritated me. "Then why are you even telling me this, Rob? Why are you even telling me that you have feelings for me? If  this is too much for you to handle then you should have just left it alone." He hesitated to respond to me for a minute but when he did he finally turned to look at me again. "I tried. I knew that I felt a connection to you the night that I kissed you but when I thought about things I realized that it would be easier just not to go there. I haven't kissed you or mentioned that connection I felt until now because I was determined to steer this in the direction of a friendship, but I can 't only think of you as a friend when I constantly have to resist the urge to kiss you or touch you. I try not to spend so much time with you, but I can't stay away. I can't just ignore what I want. Especially when it's right in front of me." My irritation quickly disappeared after that. He was too charming to be upset. "So what does that mean?" "I have no idea what any of this means. I just need you to know what I'm feeling. I know that we are both thinking it about when we're together. I can feel it." "I'm glad that you want me to know what you're feeling, because it's been driving me crazy trying to figure you out. And I do think about it too. I know that it would be easier to 'just not go there', but you're right. I can't just ignore what I want when it's right in front of me either. I've always felt an attraction to you but for  some reason since we've been back on set I just can't stay away from you. I want to know everything about you, I want to be with you all the time, I'm always wanting to be touching you, and I'm constantly wondering what you're thinking." His intense eyes kicked in as he gazed into mine deeply. "I feel the exact same way about you. Everything you just said, I'm feeling too. I can't get enough." "So what are we gonna do? What are we?" "I don't know, I mean, do we have to put a label on it? I feel like that just complicates things even more." He  put his hand over mind on the seat between us. "Can we just do like you said and take this one day at a time? Just enjoy each other? If things keep getting deeper, we can always re-evaluate our situation later. I just want to keep this is simple as we can." I didn't feel like he was trying to give me the brush off. I understood what he was saying perfectly because I felt exactly the same way. "Yeah, of course. We definitely don't have to put a label on anything. I think just enjoying being with each other is the perfect plan, but I am gonna want to know if your involved with anyone else." I wasn't a clingy  person in relationships at all, but in our complex situation I felt like I needed to always understand exactly where we stood. "There is no one else, Kristen." I internally sighed in relief. I obviously wouldn't have been mad if there was,  but I was thrilled to know that I was the only one he wanted. At least at the time. "There's no one else for me either. I only want you." I was surprised that I was being so open and straight forward with him, but it came naturally with Rob. Besides, if this was going to work I had a feeling straight forwardness was important. He smiled and moved his hand from my hand to my knee, scooting a little closer  to me. "Good, because to be perfectly honest I don't really like the idea of you dating other people." I smiled back 

and put my hand over his on my knee. "I don't like the idea of you dating other people either" I said. The laugh he gave sounded slightly nervous. "I don't like the idea of me dating other people as well" He responded. "Rob?" I looked down and started playing with his fingers. "Yeah?" "Can we promise to always be open and honest with each other, no matter what is going on? I think that is especially important in our situation." "Always" He said with a smile. "And I also don't think that we should tell cast and crew members yet. That just seems like another factor that would complicate things even more." We needed to work this out between us before we let other people get involved in our business. "I agree. I think this just needs to stay between us for now. Besides, like I said, I'm not sure how Summit  production is going to react to this anyway." "Do you think it would be a problem?" I looked up at him and he looked like he was really thinking about it carefully. "Well, I really only see it potentially being a problem for them if we went completely open about it to the  public. Giving interviews about or relationship and making appearances as a couple…that sort of thing. I think they may be apprehensive about the impact it would have on the movies. They might feel as if our   personal lives would become more important to the media than the films are, but I don't think that it would be wise for us to go public right now anyway. That would just make things harder on us, and I don't see any  benefit we would gain from it." "You're right; I want to keep this low-key. I'm a pretty private person anyway…I don't like the media in my  personal life." "Neither do I." I was so relieved that we were on the same page about all of this. I yawned suddenly and remembered that it had been two AM when I came out here. I wasn't even sure what time it was now. "I need to be more careful about falling asleep in your room." Rob reached his free hand up and brushed some stray hair out of my face. "I wish you could stay with me all night." "Me too…" we didn't need to talk about why I couldn't. We both knew there was too much of a chance that someone would see me leaving his room in the morning. "Just come lay with me for another hour" How could I resist that? Suddenly sleep didn't sound as appealing. "Okay" I followed him back into the bedroom and grabbed my cell phone.

"Who in the world could you possibly be texting at this hour? It's almost three AM." He got into the bed and  pulled the blankets up around himself. "I'm not; I'm setting the alarm on my phone in case I fall asleep again." "Get over here" He laughed. I smiled and then hopped into the bed and crawled under the covers. He pulled me over to him, smoothed my hair away from my face, and then pulled my lips to his for an intense kiss. By the time three forty-five rolled around Rob was lying flat on his back in his boxers and I was in my bra and thong, straddling him at the waist and attacking his lips with desperate kisses. Needless to say, falling asleep had not become an issue. "I should go…" I said after forcing myself to pull away from his lips, gasping for air. "No" he put his hands on my ass and held me firmly against his erection while he started to suck on my neck, causing a whimper to escape my lips. "Rob…I – I'm serious…" "So am I" He squeezed my ass. "Stop, Rob, I really have to go…" He groaned in protest but then released his hold on me. I rolled off of him and started to gather my clothes, still breathing heavily. I dressed quickly, gave Rob a goodbye kiss, and then headed off to my room. I fell asleep that night with a smile on my face. . . . . On Monday Rob, Taylor, and I all were given an hour "break" from filming…to be interviewed on set. Not the way I would chose to spend my break but whatever. At least this interview was mildly interesting. We were answering questions that had been submitted by fans. Rob and Taylor were always fun to interview with anyway. We usually answered every question with jokes and sarcasm. . . . .

"Kristen, Caroline from Florida wants to know, Do you think that Bella ever really felt conflicted between Jacob and Edward or did her heart always belong to Edward?" asked the interviewer. "I think that deep down Bella always knew that she was going to end up with Edward. I really believe that her feelings for Jacob were always strictly platonic, but conflict was caused because she wasn't willing to lose him as a friend and he wasn't willing to give up on her." "Taylor, Morgan from Utah wants to know, if you had to choose between being a werewolf and a vampire what would you chose?" "Definitely a vampire because I want the random awesome superpower that comes along with it." "Rob, Emily from Ohio actually wants to propose marriage to you, how do you feel about that one?" The interviewer laughed as she said this. "Absolutely. Track me down and we'll do it. We'll go to Vegas and make a whole weekend of it" We all laughed at that one. "But you have to be at least eighteen" he added. "Not by personal preference but by law, of course." "Kristen, Allie from Texas wants to know, who is the better kisser? Rob or Taylor?" "Well Taylor and I haven't actually shot our kissing scenes yet so I can't be one hundred percent positive on it. However, Rob is horrible so I can pretty much confidently already assume Taylor will be the better kisser  of the two." One skill that I had picked up through countless interviews was the ability to say anything with a straight face. Of course Rob was an amazing kisser, but I always used sarcasm to avoid questions I didn't want to answer. "Actually, If you don't mind me jumping in here" nice, Rob had even decided to chime in on this one. "I think what it might be is that Kristen is the dreadful k isser. So I'm not sure she's fit to be judging the abilities of others." He looked over at me with his gloriously beautiful smirk. He had the interviewer cracking up again. "Taylor, Alyssa from Montana wants to know, do you find Robert Pattinson's hair as sexy as the rest of the  population does?" Taylor erupted in a fit of hysterical laughter and I even couldn't hold back my own giggles. "I'm waiting." Rob stated, raising his eyebrows at Taylor. "Definitely. I can barely keep my hands off him." Taylor finally answered. . . . . The interview ended up not lasting as long as I thought it wound and actually turned out to be pretty fun. I hadn't laughed that much in a long time. .

. . . "I have a whole week off of shooting next week…" Rob and I had actually decided to go out dinner with everyone tonight and he was lounging across my bed while I tried on a few outfits, deciding what to wear. "I think it's going to be mostly you and Taylor shooting so they gave a few of us that week to ourselves." "Lucky…" I groaned. "I hate that Bella is in almost every single scene, I don't ever get any time off." "I'm gonna go to New York." I whipped my head around to stare at him. "You're leaving?"  "I just told you I get the week off." "Um yeah, I thought that meant you just didn't have to shoot, I didn't know you were leaving…" I knew I was  being dramatic but I did not like the thought of being stuck here for a week without him. "I have some business meetings I need to take care of and this is a good opportunity to do it." I gave him a sad look. "It's just a week, Kristen. We're going to have to get used to being apart you know…and it's gonna  be a lot longer than this in the future." Well there's a plus, he's thinking about the future. "I know, I know, it's just gonna be sad to be apart for the first time since we became…whatever we are." He got off the bed and walked over to me, wrapped his arms around me tightly, and kissed me softly on the lips. "I know it won't be fun, but it will be fine. I'll be back for you know it." "When do you leave?" I asked, leaning in to rest my forehead against his chest. "I need to leave the hotel at five on Wednesday morning." He kissed the top of my head. "We'll do something tomorrow night just the two of us. Let's go out. Just us. We'll go somewhere nice." "And fight the paparazzi?" my voice was muffled from talking into his chest. He leaned down and whispered into my ear, his lips brushing against my skin. "You're with fighting for." . . . .

. A/N: **We got a couple new beloved reviewers gang! I can't deny that I would like more reviewers but the few that I do have are the BEST EVER and I'm starting to feel like we're all a little family on this story :) So with that being said, welcome to the new followers of this story and to my old (and epically loved) reviewers, I hope your still with me! For the new kids or the ones who don't know…I enjoy getting feedback from yall and influencing the story with what you would like to see happen. I continue to update for you and I love it when I feel like yall have had in impact on the story and I'm writing what you want to see. **ANYWAY, so what do you think gang? Are we ready for our first lemon of the story? I know I am…(and I'm pretty sure LVQueen1 and Carolbenatti are too!) **Rob and Kristen are about to go out in public alone to dinner. Is the media about to start fueling relationship rumors? **AND IMPORTANTLY -should we see what Kristen's week will be like without Rob should we kind of fast forward through it a bit and make Rob come home? Tell me what YOUR thinking gang! Jenna

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A/N: I know that none of us want Rob to leave for NYC but I'm trying to make this story somewhat realistic and the reality of that type of relationship is that they are going to have to be apart sometimes. (But that does give them the chance to have some awesome phone sex…?) Speaking of trying to make this realistic try to remember (for future chapters) that Rob isn't perfect like Edward Cullen and neither is Kristen so they will have issues. This relationship is going to b e difficult and there will be fighting and complications…later. I HOPE YOU LOVE THIS CHAPTER AS MUCH AS ME! . . . . .

I was only partially excited for dinner on Tuesday night. I was glad to be going out with Rob but I wasn't looking forward to the paparazzi and the people who would be watching us while we were eating. However, tonight was the last night I would be with him until he left for a week so I was going to make the best of it. I tried on a couple outfits and then decided on some nice jeans that made my ass look good, some black  heels, and a sexy black shirt that I had been saving for a something special. I put my hair in low ponytail and then curled it. Rob arrived at my room looking just as astonishing as usual. He was in black d ress pants, black dress shoes, and a gray solid colored T shirt. Obviously, his hair was beautiful as well. We walked downstairs together to get a car. We took a security guy with us but he would wait either outside or in the lobby of the restaurant while we dined. Of course, right on cue, the paparazzi were just as obnoxious as ever as we tried to get from the car to the front door of the restaurant. We were bombarded with stupid questions and incessant camera flashing. "Rob, Kristen, are you two out alone?" "IS THIS A DATE?" "Where are your cast mates?" "Where else are headed tonight?" "GIVE US A SMILE ROB!" "GIVE HIM A KISS KRISTEN!" "Can you comment on Taylor Lautner's relationship status?" "Tell us something about Eclipse!" When we were finally seated inside I was already just exhausted. People inside didn't bother us but they were all staring. I wasn't ungrateful for my fame but the lack of privacy was irritating. Sometimes I just wanted to  be able to go out in public and live my life like a normal person, but that would never happen. I couldn't be  bitter, though. I asked for this life. I just wished I could have breaks from the media like I had breaks from filming. Rob and I talked about work and family over dinner but we didn't bring up anything too personal. People were obviously trying to listen in on our conversation and neither of us wanted anything to be heard that would fuel speculation from the press. The food was good and I was still able to talk lightly and joke around with Rob, this just wasn't the way that I wanted to spend my last hours with him before he left for New York. I just wanted to get back and be alone. . . . .

When we got back to the hotel we went straight to his room where I sat on the couch and waited for him to change. I didn't even want to think about the week without Rob. I was so busy with the movie and with interviews but I knew that I would still be lonely. He had become one of my best friends. "You've been really quiet…you barely talked at all on the way back." Rob said with his adorable accent as he walked back into the living area. He grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and then came to sit next to me on the couch. "Everything okay?" He put his arm up to lay it along the back of the couch and I scooted over to cuddle into his side. "Yeah, I'm just bummed that you're leaving in the morning. It's going to be really lonely around here without you." I started twirling the drawstring of his hoodie around in my finger. "I'm not happy about being separated either but it's just something we have to deal with." He pulled the hair  tie out of my hair and then ran his hand through it, loosening the curls. He leaned in to me and pressed his lips to my neck softly like he had done so my times in the last two days. "But don't think that bec ause I am more accepting of it than you that I am going to miss you any less." He started to suck on my skin gently in the place that he had just kissed and I whimpered. "I don't want to go a week without feeling you do that…" I whispered. "Mmm…I don't want to go a week without doing it…" He shifted a little so that his lips could travel do wn my throat. "God, I'm gonna miss you." His mouth and tongue moved down my collar bone and when he reached the point where his lips met the top of my shirt, he quickly lifted it over my head and threw it onto the floor. He moved down to his knees on the floor in front of the couch, kneeling between my legs, and ran his hot tongue across the tops of my breasts. My hands immediately shot to his hair in this new position. I couldn't get enough of his mouth on my skin, I needed more of him. I arched my back towards him in instinctive desire, and my chest was pushed into his face as a result. He looked up at me with a smirk and playfully raised his eyebrows. "Eager?" He was just about as out of breath as I was. Rob pulled his hoodie off and tossed it aside and I was disappointed to see that he was still wearing a T shirt. He had the right idea though, it was suddenly way too hot in this room and I wanted nothing more than to get my clothes off and have him touch every inch of me. I reached behind myself to find the clasp of my bra, but his hands stopped me. "I think that's my job" He said huskily, with a cocky smirk spreading across his lips. The moment he said that I decided that we would be having sex tonight. We would be having amazing sex tonight. "Then get to work, bitch." He reached around me as he laughed and then, impressively I might add, flicked the clasp open with one hand. He groaned loudly and smiled as my breasts bounced free when he pulled my bra away; this was the first time he had seen me one hundred percent topless. Surprisingly, I wasn't nervous. "Take me to bed" I whispered.

He pulled me into my arms so that my arms were wrapped around his neck and my legs were wrapped around my waist, then he stood up and carried my off to the bedroom. He put me down on the bed and then  pulled off his shirt and pants so that he was just in his boxer briefs. I watched him undress as I slid my jeans off and kicked them to the ground, leaving me in only my thong. He just stood there looking at me with a lustful expression on his face. "Get over here" I whined "I need you touching me." He moaned in response to my words and then walked towards me. I scooted back so that I was lying down with my head on the pillows and he crawled towards me until he was hovering over me. He lowered his hips down into mine slowly and I could feel his erection press against me, nothing separating us besides my thong and his boxers. I pulled his face down to me by his neck and caught his lips with mine in a fiery kiss. He put one hand on my thigh and held himself up with his other arm so that none of his weight was on me. I lifted my legs up and wrapped them around his waist tightly, pulling him more closely to me. I just couldn't seem to get enough contact. We made out like this, moaning into each other's mouths, for about another ten or fifteen minutes before I started to get impatient. I loved making out with him almost completely naked, but this was foreplay. Foreplay is supposed to lead up to something, and that something is supposed to be sex. Sex – which I was currently not having and wanted to be having. I decided maybe he just needed a sign of what I wanted. I slid my hands down his sides until I reached the waistband of his boxers and then started to push them down his hips, but his hand stopped me from taking them off. He pulled his lips away from me and sighed heavily, resting his forehead against mine. Excuse me? I know you did not just reject me… "What?" I demanded. "I uh…I don't have any condoms." "Oh." What else could I say to that? "You're not on…?" "No." I cut him off before he could finish the question, it was just awkward. He groaned and cussed under his breath in frustration but then leaned down to start kissing my neck, working his way down to my chest. "Rob we can't…" He kissed across my breasts, then in a trail down between them, and then ran his tongue down my stomach. "We're not" He answered simply. He continued to slide his tongue further down my stomach, simultaneously  pulling my thong down my hips, and then I understood. I tried to sit up but he held me down. "Rob, you don't have to – " He cut me off. "Shh, don't say anything. I know I don't have to, but I want to." He slid my thong down my legs and then tossed it aside and started to scoot down lower o n the bed. "Just relax." I wish I could have told him to stop, that I would rather please him, but I had already exhausted all of my ability to resist him. He was gorgeous, he was sexy, he was passionate, and he was going down on me.

I layed back and closed my eyes while Rob kissed his way down the rest of my stomach to my thigh and then worked his way in. I gasped as I felt his tongue find my clit. He didn't mess around much, he got straight to  business. He shifted a little between my legs, spread them further apart for better access, and then put his hands on my hips. His mouth never left me as he settled into position. His tongue was like heaven and he knew just how to work it. "Holy shit Rob…" I was already panting. I lifted my head up and supported myself on my elbows so that I could watch him. He looked up at me and into my eyes while he angled my hips up a little bit and sucked my clit gently between his teeth. An electric shock ran down my spine. My body twitched and I took in a sharp, unsteady breath of air. It was mostly a reaction to what he had just done to me but partially due to the fact that he was staring intently into my eyes the whole time. Rob smiled at my response but kept up what he was doing. He alternated between sucking on my clit, flicking it with his tongue, and taking it between his teeth. My legs were trembling in no time and I was already feeling lightheaded. I came to terms with the fact that I was going to come embarrassingly fast. I wanted to talk, to tell him how amazing he was and to keep doing exactly what he was doing now, but I was already struggling with breathing so I didn't feel like words were really an option at the moment. I felt a surge of heat spread into my lower stomach and my thighs; I was right on the edge. As I began to get dangerously close to losing it I fell back into the pillows, not having the strength to hold myself up to watch him anymore, and clutched onto the sheets in my fists. I was breathing embarrassingly hard, sucking in raspy  breaths of any air I could get. I started moaning and whimpering uncontrollably, which Rob noticed and apparently was getting pretty turned on by. He started sucking and nibbling on me more roughly and when I felt him moan against me I lost it. I gasped loudly and then my moans were silent. It was so intense that my  body couldn't even make noise. It was easily the best orgasm of my life. He groaned as he felt me start to come but didn't stop until I had clearly ridden out every wave of pleasure. I felt him crawl back up the bed and lay down next to me as I layed there trying to catch my breath. My eyes were closed and my arms were splayed out above my head. I couldn't believe how tired I suddenly felt. I'm not sure how long I layed there with my eyes closed but I didn't open them again until I felt Rob pull the covers up around us and kiss me on the forehead. A gorgeous smile spread across his lips when his eyes locked with mine. "Well now I know why you said you didn't have condoms." "What the hell are you talking about?" He laughed. "Clearly you had planned that so that you would have the opportunity to show off the fact that you are a God at oral sex." He chuckled and ran his hand through my hair. "You see right through me…" I was exhausted but I knew that business had not fully been taking care of  here. "I've got a lot to live up to apparently." I tried to pull off his boxers as I got up and onto my knees but he stopped me again. "I think we should leave tonight on this note." "You can't just give me an earth-shattering orgasm and then expect me not to reciprocate…"

"It's not that I don't want you to do it, I just want to leave tonight being about you. That's what I want you to think about this week when you remember tonight. I want you to think about what I just did to you." I was  blown away by his selflessness. I layed back down next to him and reached a hand up to mess with his hair. "You're incredible Rob" He smiled and kissed my forehead in response. We just looked at each other for a long time but after a few minutes I yawned and closed my eyes. "Are you going to be upset with me if I let you fall asleep in here?" He started rubbing his hand up and down my back. "Just wake me up when you get up to leave in the morning. It will be early enough that nobody else will be awake yet, I'll just go back to my room then." He reached over to the bedside table to turn the lamp off and then he pulled me into his chest and wrapped his arms around me . I faintly heard him saying something to me  but I was already drifting off into unconsciousness. . . . . **Alright don't be TOO mad at me…I decided they needed to have something to look forward to when Rob gets back from NYC and it would be all around better for other reasons if they wait for sex, BUT I did try to put a nice small lemon in there to try and make up for it. Will that hold yall over for just a little while? **I'm not going to be one of those people who threaten to stop updating if they don't get a ton of  reviews. I have some awesome and dedicated readers that I would never bail on…but I WOULD like to set a goal. This story currently has 21 reviews, lets shoot for ten more and make it 31! There are 20 people who have added it to their alerts so this shouldn't be a problem. WE CAN DO IT GANG! Reviews are just so motivating :) Carolbenatti and LVQueen1 – I really hope that this will hold you over on your need for a good lemon! I promise I will make the real sex worth it! Decowoman – I want desperately for Robsten to be official too but unfortunately it was just a rumor. Rob supposedly confessed to some shady magazine but the story was false.

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I was woken up the next morning around four forty-five with Rob's hand on my back and him placing a kiss on my forehead.

"I have to leave in a couple minutes." "Noooooo" I groaned into the pillow. I rolled over so that I could look at him and was a little surprised at how sad he looked. "Did you already pack?" I asked. "Yeah. I wanted to let you sleep as long as I could." I looked into his eyes and then realization hit me that I really wasn't going to see him for a whole week. "Don't leave me." I whispered. "I have to, Kristen. I can't just cancel everything I have scheduled." I didn't answer him, just gave him a  pouty look. He had gathered all of my clothes for me and set them on the end of the bed. I got up and got dressed while he gathered his bags and then followed him to the door. He wrapped his arms around me tightly and kissed the top of my head. "I'm really gonna miss you" I mumbled. "I'll miss you too, but I'll be back soon." "Not soon enough." He sighed loudly. "Kristen, your just making this harder on yourself by thinking that way." "Sorry…" I was a little offended that he didn't seem as sad about being separated as I was. We kept our goodbye brief with just a quick kiss and a see you later and then I went back to my suite. I crawled straight into my bed and went to sleep; wishing that I could just not wake up until the week was over. . . . . Wednesday and Thursday both sucked ass. I spent all day filming and then spent my nights alone in my hotel room. Rob hadn't called me once, we had only had brief conversations through texts and I was starting to worry that He was only interested in me when I was convenient. For example, I was really missing him Friday morning and decided to text him after not speaking to him at all since Thursday morning. "What r u doin?" I said "leaving an interview" " so what r ur plans for the day?" "about to have a meeting with my agent " " Have u been having a good time in NY ?"

" It's alright but I've just been working " I snapped my phone shut and then set it down beside me. That conversation was clearly going nowhere. I decided that I wouldn't text him again; if he missed me like I hoped he did then he would contact me. I wasn't the kind of girl that chased a guy and I wasn't about to start now. . . . . Friday night after my decision to leave Rob alone I agreed to do something with Ashley and Nikki in an attempt to get my mind off of things. Ashley's feisty ass had somehow managed to get the Hotel pool closed off for us and so we headed downstairs with some vodka and cranberry juice. We poured ourselves some drinks and lounged around in the water. I was having a good time and not even thinking about Rob until  Nikki brought him up about an hour and four drinks into the night. "So what the fuck is going on with you and Rob?" great, just what I wanted to talk about… "Nothing." "Come on, you guys are inseparable. Everybody has noticed." "We just get along well I guess, but that's it. I have barely even talked to him since he's been in New York  anyway." I was bothered by the truth of my words. "I think you two would go together so well" Ashley chimed in. "You just look right together." "I totally know what you mean" said Nikki. "And you can definitely tell there is chemistry when you look at each other. " I changed the subject quickly. The whole point in being down there with them was to get my mind off of Rob so he was the last thing I wanted to talk about. . . . . When my phone rang on Sunday afternoon I had gotten past hoping that it would be Rob calling. I still hadn't heard from him and sure enough, it was my publicist calling. "Hello?"

"Are you dating Robert Pattinson?" "Nice to hear from you too…" "I'm serious, Kristen. Us Weekly published a whole story about a possible romance." Of course, I hadn't seen an 'Us Weekly' magazine in Vancouver so I didn't know anything about it. "Magazines publish false stories all the time." "Whatever, it really doesn't even matter if it's true or not but what do you want me to say to people asking for  a statement?" "That you have no statement. Let them think whatever they want but I don't want anybody confirming anything." "Well if you don't want anybody confirming anything then you should be more careful about being around  photographers." "There are pictures? Of what?" "there's one of you guys walking into a restaurant, one of you getting into a car together, one of you smoking outside together, and then another of you guys on the balcony of a hotel room together looking awfully close…that one is blurry though so it's hard to see if your actually touching." As long as there were no  pictures of us actually kissing or holding hands I wasn't worried. worried. "They supposedly have a statement from somebody that works on set too." "What's the statement?" " Rob and Kristen spend a lot of time together on and off set. They tend to separate themselves from the rest  of the cast and often times take their breaks alone together. They have not confessed a relationship to their  coworkers but everyone definitely suspects that something is going o n between them. A lot of o f bantering and   flirting is obvious between them while they are working."  "Alright, well, like I said…don't give any comment for now." "Just be careful about being in public" "That won't be a problem" I wasn't even sure that anything was going on between us anymore. It had been over two days since I had heard from Rob at all. . . . . I was surprised to get a text from Rob only a few hours after hearing from my publicist. p ublicist. "did u hear about the us weekly article?" article?" wow. He finally texts me and it's about that.

" ya"  ya" I was going to blow him off just like he had blown me off all week. "ur publicist call ?" ?" " ya"  ya" "what did u tell her ?" ?" "not to give a statement " " I told mine the same thing " "Ok " "how has ur week been?" been?" So now he was trying to make conversation? " fine"  fine" " gotten a lot of filming done?" done?" " yup"  yup" He didn't answer me for about five minutes and just when I thought he had given up he called me. "Hello?" "Why are you being so short with me?" I hadn't heard his voice v oice since he left. It was even sexier than I remembered but I was still mad. "Are you upset u pset that I haven't called?" "Um, yes." I was surprised he even had to ask. He let out a long sigh and was quiet qu iet for a moment. "I'm sorry. I know I've been ignoring you its just easier for me not to miss you if I'm no t talking to you all day." That sounded like an excuse to me. "That makes no sense at all, Rob. It makes me miss you more that you yo u haven't talked to you at all. I'm constantly wondering what you're doing. I don't think you realize how lonely it is being here without you." "Of course I realize how lonely it's been Kristen, I'm going through the exact same thing you are. You act like I'm on vacation with all my mates or something, but I'm here working just like you are. I've been lonely too…" "If you've been lonely then why haven't you called?" "I just told you – it thought it would just make it harder for me. But I am sorry. I realize now that I've missed you regardless. Hearing your voice is nice." It was difficult to stay mad at him after wanting to hear his voice for so long. That accent nearly made me want to catch the next plane to New York. "I really have missed you so much…" "I've missed you too. I know it doesn't seem that way but I have." "I'm sorry I overreacted."

"I'm sorry too but I really can't talk right now, I'm going to meet with a director of a film I want. I promise I will call you later tonight when I get back to my Hotel, alright?" "Okay…" "I'll talk to you soon beautiful" I smiled hugely. "Bye" . . . . I stayed in that night and went wen t over my lines for the next morning while I waited for Rob to call. After a while I pulled out my laptop and went through my emails. I answered various messages from my mom, my sister, my manager, and my agent. I also found an email from Summit management that included an itinerary for an awards show that the cast would all be attending the next week in London. The best news about this was that we would all get four days d ays off of shooting and being on o n set. I was excited to be able to get out of  Vancouver even it was only for a few days. And even better, I would still be with Rob. I sent a few emails to try and arrange for my stylist/make-up artist to come with me. She was a close friend of  mine and I was her only celebrity client so I assumed it wouldn't be a problem. I hardly ever actually used my stylist but there were certain expectations for the way you dressed on a red carpet. Rob called around nine thirty. . . . . "Hey" I answered on the third ring, not wanting to sound like I was waiting around for him to call even though I was. "What are you up to?" "Answering some emails. I just got the itinerary for London next week." "Oh, yeah I got it this morning." "I'm excited. We get four days off and we get to go to Europe." "Yeah, it'll be nice to be home."

"That's right; I always forget London is your home…that just seems so weird to me." "Really? I'm usually told the accent is a constant reminder." He said with a laugh. "Are you going to be staying with your parents?" "No, it will be more convenient just to stay at the hotel. They live more on the outskirts of London so it will  be a little further out than where we need to be. I'm definitely going to see them, though, so that will be good." "Oh" I felt a little guilty for feeling so relieved that h e would be staying with us at the hotel instead of with his parents. "So I'm sitting here reading this Us Weekly magazine…my publicist gave me a copy when he asked me what was going on at our meeting" "Are the pictures that bad?" "No, they're not. I think you might have your hand on my leg on the balcony but you really can't tell. It's way too blurry. I think the only reason I can see it is because I know it's there." "That's good, I don't want this all to blow up, ya know?" He was quiet for a long time. "Rob?" "Ro b?" "Sorry, I was reading. Did you know that you're commonly referred to as K-Stew?" I couldn't help but laugh. "Did you know that you're commonly referred to as R-Patz?" "That's bullshit; K-Stew sounds a lot better. R-Patz makes me sound like a real douche bag" "I agree" we both laughed and then we were quiet again for a long moment. "I can't stop thinking about Tuesday night." I giggled like a little fucking girl. I was turning into one of the Robert Pattinson – obsessed twelve year olds. "Me neither…you were amazing." "I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did." I was pretty sure we both knew I enjoyed myself. "On the contrary, I unfortunately believe I enjoyed myself far more than you did." He laughed adorably. "I think you underestimate how much I enjoyed just being able to please you." "I still wish you would have let me reciprocate, but even more than that I wish we would have been more  prepared." "You have no idea how much I wish we would have been more prepared…" He followed that statement with a long, drawn out sigh. "I can't wait for you to come back so I can feel you touch me again." "Mmm…" he groaned.

"When will you be back?" "Late tomorrow night." "Will you come to my room when you get here?" "Of course. I have had just about as much being away from you as I can take for now I think." "Rob?" "Hmm?" "Will you bring me a souvenir from New York?" Yo rk?" "Of course, I'll get you a real nice 'I love NY' shirt." We both laughed. "Actually, I had something else in mind…" "What did you have in mind then?" "Condoms." . . . . . A/N: Well I didn't make the review goal but I still love yall regardless! To be honest, This chapter wasn't that great, But I really felt like I needed them to spend a little time apart to make it realistic and the consequence co nsequence was that it was really hard to write about them being separated. I didn't have much to work wo rk with, so I apologize for the shitty chap…I tried to kind of fastforward through the week a bit so we could get Rob back quickly… But at least you can look forward to the reunion next chapter…and Kristen's souvenir! Fatal attractions…I don't like that Emilie chick either, she just rubs me the wrong way. Robpfan…good to hear from you again! I certainly understand being busy, but I appreciate the review! I personally think that Rob just meant they were we re there at the show together. I think that If  either of them confesses it will be a straight-forward "yes, we are dating." Like you said…Rob doesn't share on his personal life casually like that. But ya never know…I could be wrong. As usual…tell me your ideas!

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"Rob?" "Hmm?" "Will you bring me a souvenir from New York?" "Of course, I'll get you a real nice 'I love NY' shirt." We both laughed. "Actually, I had something else in mind…" "What did you have in mind then?" "Condoms." He didn't say anything for a long moment. I assumed he was surprised by what I said. "I uh…yeah. Yeah, I'll get some." I thought he would have some witty response but instead he seemed nervous. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to be awkward." "No, no, it's fine. I guess hearing you say that just…" "Just what?" "Guess it just got me thinking about what would have happened if I had had them before." I snapped my laptop shut and shoved it away from me, now suddenly only interested in this conve rsation. "I was already thinking about it." "Kristen…" his voice was a little unsteady but had a warning tone to it. "I'm sorry but it's true…Tuesday was incredible but I can't pretend it was completely satisfying." "I know it wasn't" "Good. Then you can do something about it when you get back." "So you're ready for that then? For us to…for what would have happened if I had had them?" "Yes." "Are you sure? I mean, it's only been about a month since we started…this. That's really fast…" "I know. And I've thought about that. But honestly, I'm not going to be able to be lay in the same bed with you anymore without jumping you." I knew my words were completely true.

"You have a very good point." He said with a chuckle. "I can't wait to be able to run my hands through your hair again." "I just can't wait to hold you in my arms." "You know, it doesn't seem very fair that you've seen me completely naked and I still haven't seen you." He chuckled again. "One more day" "I'm gonna ravage you in this bed." "Are you in bed right now?" "Mhmm." "God I wish I was there with you." "Me too. The bed feels empty without you" then there was a long moment of awkward silence. I wasn't intentionally trying to start a dirty phone conversation with him bu t it seemed like it might be going that way. "I certainly wish I could help you out with that" "It's okay…I'm sure me and my bed won't be empty anymore tomorrow" "Damn Kristen…" "I'm sorry. Was that too much?" Maybe I crossed the line. "No, no it was fine, you're just not making this any easier" "I'm sorry…" "I think I should go before I get even more of a situation going on in my pants" "I really wish I could take care of it for you" "I know you do, and so do I, but we can make it until tomorrow" "I can't wait" "Me neither" "Don't forget my souvenir Mr.…" "Oh don't worry…you're souvenir is one thing I won't be forgetting." "Glad to hear it"

"I'll see you tomorrow but I'll talk to you before then." "Okay, sleep well because I don't think you're gonna be getting your eight hours tomorrow night" He laughed. "Alright, you too sweetheart." I couldn't help but smile. The word 'sweetheart' sounded glorious in his adorable British accent. . . . . Ashley and I sat side by side as we got our hair done on set the next day. We had just witnessed someone get escorted off the property for taking un-authorized photos. "Fucking shit, these damn paparazzi are getting insane" she complained. "Oh my God I know…I can't even go outside to smoke without being harassed." "Like, I understand that we chose this career and blah blah blah but come on, we deserve some kind of  fucking privacy!" "Yeah I know, I wish I could just take a break from being recognized in public all the time. It would be nice to do my grocery shopping without having to think about Bella Swan…" "Speaking of the paparazzi, I can't believe that story was actually published about you and Rob. I wonder  who that quote was from." "For all we know they could have made it up." "Most likely." "I'm just nervous about it because I have a feeling that article is gonna start a new trend. It may be the first of  many…" "Did either of you give a statement about it?" "Nope. Neither of us." I noticed that the make-up artist was giving us a curious look in the mirror and decided it would be best not talk about this in front of so many people. I changed the subject. "So is it just me or are you fucking pumped for London?" "Hell yes. I can't wait to just get out of here! Besides, Europe is the shit." "Indeed it is."

"It's gonna be Kellan's birthday while we there. We're all thinking we should have some kind of little cast  party?" "Yeah definitely." I was interrupted by my phone ringing and when I saw it was my stylist, Marissa, I figured I should answer  it. I wanted to know if she would be able to come out to London. "Hey Marissa." "Hey, Kris! I just got your email and yes, I would love to go to Europe with you." "Oh, you're a lifesaver! I know its short notice b ut I completely forgot about it until I got my itinerary and I was worried that it wouldn't work out with your schedule." "Well I have a couple things I had planned but I can easily reschedule them, it won't be a problem." "Thank you so much Marissa, I really owe you." "Don't even worry about it girl." "Alright well I'm on set right now but as soon a s I get back to my hotel room I'm gonna get your ticket and all set up and I'll email it to you as soon as I can, okay?" "Sounds perfect." "Okay, thanks again. I'll talk to you soon." "Alright, bye girl!" After hanging up with Marissa I got my make-up done and then got right to work filming. The day seemed to drag on forever because I was so anxious to see Rob. Thankfully, I was spent most of the day shooting scenes  between Bella and Charlie or Bella and Renee. Billy Burke was always awesome to work with so it helped me get through the day. The hard part was when we got back to the hotel. I had to put a lot of effort into keeping myself busy from the time we stopped shooting around five to the time that Rob was supposed to get here, around midnight. I went straight to my room when we got to the hotel and right as a closed the door behind me I got a text from Rob. " Just got ur souvenir."  "Good. Can't wait for u to get here with it"  "Only a few more hours…"  " And then back to filming for u tomm!"  "don't remind me." 

"Well im happy about it…working wont be as bad with u there."  "ur right. Id rather be there with u and working than in NY alone."  "Way to look at the glass half full :)"  " Im gonna go pack and check out, see u soon"  " Have a safe flight…I need u all in one piece when u get here."  " I'll make sure I make it there in one piece. No worries."  " K :)"  After checking my emails again, talking to my mom, and eating leftovers from the previous night for dinner I decided that getting into some comfortable clothes and taking a nap sounded pretty damn good. I was exhausted and I fully intended on needing my energy later tonight. It would also help the time go by faster. I woke up feeling extremely disoriented and confused by the sound of my phone ringing. I looked over at the alarm clock to find that it was already eleven forty-two. Shit, I hadn't meant to sleep that long. It was Rob calling. "Hello?" "Hey…I've been trying to text you for past thirty minutes since I landed." "Sorry…" I mumbled "Were you sleeping…?" "Mm yeah I was just gonna take a nap but -" my stupid ass yawned. "I guess I slept longer than I thought I would…" "Oh sweetheart, I'm sorry. I wish I wouldn't have wok en you, you should go back to sleep." "No!" I was suddenly alert. "No way, I want to see you right when you get here." He laughed at my sudden shift in mood. "Alright well I just wanted to make sure you were in your room." "Yeah, I am." "Ok well I should be there in about ten minutes" "K see you in a few." "Can't wait." As soon as we hung up I made a mad dash for the bathroom. I needed to brush my teeth and get this smeared make-up off my face before I could let him see me. I had just finished cleaning myself up when I heard a soft

knock at the door, causing my heart to leap in excitement. I ran out of the bedroom and towards the door, hurdling over my suitcase, and flung it open. All I could do was stare at him and it seemed he was feeling the same way. We stood there just looking at each other for a moment before he set his suitcase down and opened his arms to me. I smiled and stepped towards him, into his embrace. He kissed the top of my head and then pulled me up into his arms so that my feet were no longer one the floor. As I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck I could see over his shoulder a cleaning lady in the hallway looking over at us curiously. "Come inside." I whispered in his ear. He put me down, unfortunately, so that he could drag his suitcase into the room and then close the door   behind himself. Then he walked back over to me and wrapped his arms around me in a huge hug while I wrapped mine around his waist. I rested my forehead on his chest and breathed in the scent that I had missed so much. I'm not sure how long we stood there holding each other; it could have been hours for all I knew. We didn't say anything; we didn't need to. When I finally did speak, my voice was a little unsteady and I was surprised by my choice of words. "Baby…" I whispered so softly it caught me off g uard. I had never called him baby before, nor had I intended to. Pet names like that had always sort of annoyed me in the past but here it just felt right, and I said it without even thinking. However, I certainly did not plan to make a habit out of it in the future. Occasionally might be alright, but I wasn't going to turn into one of those annoying whiney bitches that calls her man 'baby' every time she speaks to him. Rob started rubbing his hand up and down my back lightly and leaned in to place a few light kisses on the side of my neck. "I missed holding you, Kristen." He pulled ba ck to look into my eyes. "Me too." "Do you mind if I go change real quick? I hate being in clothes I wore on an airplane…" "I have a better idea" I smiled "Just take them off and come lay with me." He smiled back and then followed me to the bedroom. He stripped down to his boxers while I removed my pants and left on my thong and T shirt. Then we crawled in under the covers and cuddled into each other. We both layed on our sides, facing one another, and his arm was draped around my waist lightly. "You have no idea how much I've missed you." I said after a few more minutes of just looking at each other. "Trust me, I do." "I know it was only a week, but I feel like it's been so long since I've seen you…" "I know, sweetheart." I ran my hands up into his hair like I had wanted to do all week and then felt a pout come across my face. "Did you cut it…?" "Yeah but only a little. I can't keep it as long as usual while we're filming…apparently Edward keeps his hair 

shorter, I don't know…" I would just have to suck it up. "It's still sexy" I assured him as a ruffled it up. "Glad you approve" he said with a chuckle. "Kiss me." He pulled me in closer to him with his hand on my lower back and found my lips with his. My body was  pressed tightly up against so that every part of our bodies were touching as he kissed me softly and slowly. It was nice but surprising. I expected that we would both be more urgent with each other after being deprived for a week but I think that the comfort of knowing we had all night to be alone helped us keep our cool. Our kisses did become more heated after a while and I was ready. There is only so much rolling around in  bed with a gorgeous, sexy, almost naked man before you have to do something about it. "I believe you have something for me?" I said between kisses. He pulled back to look at me with a serious look. "You ready for your souvenir?" "I've never been more ready for anything in my life." "Alright" he smiled and kissed me once with a peck "I'll be right back" He got up and walked out of the bedroom, I assumed to go and get his suitcase. I took a deep breath and ran my hands through my hair. This was it. I was about to have sex with Robert Pattinson. He walked back into the room holding a black box but instead of coming over to me he took a seat on the end of the bed. "Why are you all the way over there?" I whined and threw a pillow at him. He caught it and tossed it aside. "I just wanna talk to you for a minute." Hadn't we had enough talking while he was gone? "Come here." I sighed and crawled down the bed to him. I opted to sit behind him, so that he was sitting on the end of the  bed between my legs, and wrapped my arms around his waist from behind. "Talk away…" "I know that we're moving really fast with all of this but I want you to know that this does mean something to me. I've never connected with someone the way I have with you. I always kind of knew that there was something there between us but I tried to ignore it so it wouldn't get in the way of working together. But when we got back for this movie…I don't know what changed but I can't ignore it anymore. I know that while I was away it probably felt like I was blowing you off but I need you to know that I do have feeling for  you, I have deep feelings for you, and it's a little overwhelming to be honest." "Why is that overwhelming?" I wanted to get him between the sheets but I wasn't gonna deny the opportunity to get into his head and see what he was feeling. "I don't know I guess I just want to know that we're on the same page. You're not just something to occupy my time in Vancouver…I feel more invested in this than that."

"So do I. I just assumed that you knew that. "Falling for you was the easy part, making it work is what's gonna be the challenge. But I'm willing to do that…I'm willing to work at it because I want you." "I want you too" I kissed his back softly. "And I know that we talked about this a little bit but I also want to tell you that I am one hundred percent committed to you…my heart is yours." I smiled and shifted around so that I was sitting next to him on the end of the bed. I took his hand and looked at him. "And mine is yours." He smiled and leaned over to kiss me on the cheek. "You're my girl" he whispered in my ear. I laughed and turned my head so that I could kiss him on the lips. Our kiss deepened quickly this time and he quickly pulled me onto his lap with my legs around his waist. I  played with his hair as he sucked and kissed down my neck, effectively getting me worked up. He slid my shirt up and off and then ran his hands up and down my bare sides. "Lay back down with me…" I whispered as he continued to kiss my neck. I was ready. "No…" he answered between kisses. "I want yo u right here." I was immediately wet at his words. "I'm so ready for you" I swallowed deeply and glanced at the box of condoms on the bed next to us.  Magnum. I was suddenly much more aware of his erection beneath me. "Are you serious…?" I whimpered. "What?" He stopped kissing my neck and looked up at me. " Magnums?" he laughed and pulled me down hard on his erection. "Hope that's not a problem…" he said with a smirk. I wiggled free of his arms and stood up out of his lap. I put my hands on his hips and tugged on the waistband of his boxers, showing him what I wan ted. He stood up so that I could pull them down and then he kicked them off his feet. I couldn't help but stare at him. He would definitely be the biggest guy I had ever   been with. He sat back down on the end of the bed and rolled on a condom while he watched me slide my thong off. We were now both completely naked. I took a step forward so that I was standing right in front of him and he put his hands on my hips, urging me to come closer. He pulled me over to him until I was I was on my knees, straddling his lap right above his dick. I looked down at him and when we locked eye contact I felt something I had never felt before. I had been with guys before Rob but I had never had this kind of connection with them. I felt like there were so many things I wanted to say to him in that moment but I couldn't find words that would describe how I was feeling. So instead, I kissed him with as much feeling and passion as I could. After a few moments of kissing, he slid his hands a round to cup my ass and lift me up slightly before he moved them to my hips to guide me down. I sighed and closed my eyes when I felt his tip at my entrance. "Don't close your eyes sweetheart…look at me."

I opened my eyes and looked down into his as I took a deep breath and lowered myself down onto his erection. I gasped at the feeling of him sliding inside me and he moaned. I could definitely feel how big he was, even more so in this position. I wrapped my arms around his neck for some leverage and continued to take him in. When I had finally lowered all the way onto him I whimpered and dug my nails into his back. He gasped a little at the feeling of being totally inside me and kissed down my neck as he rubbed my back  soothingly. I lifted myself up and back down slowly, moaning softly at how completely he filled me. I rested my forehead against his and gazed into his eyes as I picked up my speed a little bit. It felt like we were speaking through our eyes – having a silent conversation. I couldn't think of words to express what I was feeling for him. There simply were no words. It was just me and him and it felt like nothing else mattered in the world. No matter what happened, I would fight with everything I had to keep this feeling. Time didn't seem to have any significance as I made love to Rob. I wasn't sure yet that what I was feeling was love, it was still so soon, but this was without a doubt more than sex. Our movements were long and slow, we weren't trying to rush anything. In fact, it seemed like we were both trying to make it last longer. However, I still found myself quickly approaching my first orgasm. My breathing was erratic and I was continuously moan ing but I held eye contact with him the whole time I climaxed. I tried to memorize the expression on his face because it was so breathtaking. He was easily the most attractive man I had ever been with – even one of the most attractive I had ever seen. My first orgasm came and went but neither of us made any move to stop. We still hadn't spoken but I knew that we were just getting started. I started getting tired quickly from being on top on his lap so by the time that my fourth and his second orgasm approached we had switched positions. I was now laying on my back with him on his knees while he held my legs up, hooked over his arms, and thrusted into me. We were both sweating and as I felt it coming on my legs started shaking and my breathing was out of control. We spoke for the first time since he told me not to close my eyes. "You're shaking…" he whispered, out of breath. "You okay?" "I'm fine, just don't stop…please" I sounded like I was hyperventilating. "You close?" "God yes" He tilted my hips up a little causing his thrusts to go deeper and provoking a desperate moan from me. "What do you need babe?" It was the first time he had called me that but my mind was way too occupied to care. "Right where you are now…just…harder" I panted. He nodded and pounded into me maybe three times before I lost it. We came together for the first time and then he collapsed next to me on the bed, both of us gasping for air. When I finally caught my breathe I turned to look at him. "That was…unlike anything I have ever experienced before." "Yeah…" His breathing was still raspy. "I know what you mean." "You were... – " he cut me off with a peck on the lips before I could finish my thought.

"I know. It was incredible." He pecked me again and then got off the bed and headed towards the bathroom. "I'll be right back, I'm gonna go clean myself up." I was asleep before he even made it back to bed. . . . . . A/N: I'm sorry that this chapter took so long but fanfiction wasn't working… :( Longest chapter so far! Woohoo Let me know what you think… Oh ya and tell me…what is a song that you think Rob would sing to Kristen?

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I woke up the next morning to the feeling of Rob's lips on my neck and the smell of coffee in the air. "Wake up, beautiful. We're gonna have to leave soon…" "Mmmm…" I groaned. "No. I just wanna lay here all day." I heard him chuckle and then get up and leave the  bed. "That would ne nice, but we have to go be Edward and Bella for the day." "Fuck Bella." I heard him laugh again as he left the room. After about five minutes I decided it was time to get up so I went to the bathroom to pee and brush my teeth and then dressed in some shorts and a hoodie and left the bedroom in search of Rob. When I got to the living/dining area I gasped at what I saw. There was a round table covered in a white table cloth featuring every breakfast item I could think of. There were eggs, bacon, waffles, sausage, toast, biscuits, pancakes, ham, potatoes, and various kinds of juices everywhere. "Where the fuck did this come from?" I wondered aloud. "Well I woke up starving and thought you might be hungry too so I odered breakfast." He said with a shrug.

"I guess last night was a pretty good work out" he added with a smirk. I raised my eyebrows at him. "You just decided to order room service for the two of us in my hotel room at six o'clock in the morning?" Yeah, that was gonna look real normal… "Relax woman…I told them we wanted some breakfast while we went over our lines for the day. Nobody thought twice about it." On the contrary, I was sure that people did indeed think twice about but its not like they would have said anything directly to him. However, the gesture was sweet so I decided to drop it there. "Well, thank you" "you're welcome" "I'm gonna go have a cigarette. I'd ask you to join me but…" "Not a good idea. There's already photohraphers outside." I sighed and headed outside to the balcony with my sunglasses on. Sure enough, I spotted a few cameras flashing from below. It was a little difficult to just ignore but I just made it quick and faced the other  direction. When I got back inside Rob was in the middle of eating. I grabbed a plate with some eggs and toast and sat down next to him on the couch. I wanted to say something about last night, it seemed wrong to just not mention something so magical, but I was struggling to find the right words. I decided just to keep it simple. "Rob, last night was more than I could have ever imagined it would be." He smiled amd leaned over to give me a peck. "I'm glad you feel the same way." "Did you stay all night?" "I got up at about four thirty to take my suitcase to my room and sleep for another hour so I just took your  key with me. I didn't want anyone seeing me dragging my luggage to my room from yours this morning…" "Yeah, that was smart. I'm sorry I fell asleep so quickly. I guess you wore me out…" "I wasn't far behind"He said with a smirk. I put my almost cleared plate down on the coffee table and cuddled up to him. "I would give anything to be able to just go back to bed with you…" He put his plate down as well as then wrapped his arms around me. "I know" He mumbled into my hair. "I guess I should go shower and get ready" I was disapointed that he was already showered and fully dressed  because I would have liked for him to join me, but it would have looked suspicious if someone had seen him come in looking like he just woke up and leaving all cleaned up. "I wish you could join me…" "Me too but we're probably better off this way right now." "Yeah I guess it would look bad if we both walked out of here with wet hair."

"I was thinking more along the lines of I wouldn't be able to let you leave this room if I got naked with you in that shower…" He said with a smirk  "I wish…" and on that note I forced myself out of his embrace after giving him a quick kiss and then trudged off to the bathroom to shower alone. . . . . After spending the night with Rob it was hard to have to remind myself to keep my hands off of him in front of our cast mates. Thankfully, we spent the morning shooting some badass scenes with the newb orns so it wasn't difficult at all to remind myself that we were being Edwa rd and Bella, not Kristen and Rob. I was a little concerned that acting our roles in the more intimate scenes would be more difficult now that we had  become so deeply involved with each other. It wasn't that I didn't think we could do it, I knew we could, it would just take more concentration to stay in character. We all had a great time shooting the fight scenes that morning. It was something new and unlike scenes that we usually had so it was nice to have some variety. I was in such a rarely good mood from the events of the night before and the fun morning that Rob and I even decided to be somewhat social for once and join the rest of the cast for lunch. We were all laughing about a line that Jackson had completely fucked up earlier  when my phone buzzed. I flipped it open and saw that I had a text from Ashley, which was strange because she was sitting directly diagnol from me. Apparantly she had something to say to me that she couldn't say out loud. "Ok don't think that the looks u n Rob keep giving eachother r going unnoticed by me bitch, spill it. Whats  going on with u 2?" I looked over at her and rolled my eyes before a typed back. " Nothing Ashely…ur looking into it too much."  "don't give me that Kris…somethings going on and I know it. Its not just the looks."  "What do u mean its not just the looks?"  "u guys r always together, ur chemistry on set keeps getting more n more intense, and I was In the hall when room service delivered to ur room this morning…he answered the door." Damn it. I knew he fucked up with the room service thing. " Idk what to tell u Ash. Its his business too so its not my place to say anything to u…I wouldn't want him telling my shit to all his friends."  "So theres something to tell then." I looked up and glared at her. "Why do u care so much?"  "it just bugs me that u obv don't trust me…I mean, do u seriously think that im gonna go tell ppl?" 

"its not that…"  "then what is it?"  "look Ash, I havent even told my mom. I do trust u and because of that I will tell u that yes there is something   going on but its very new and very complicated."  " I guess it just confuses me because when u were with mike u told me everything, and now ur trying to keep things from me."  "its not u its everyone. Im still figuring everything out between us but when I need to talk about it…I will  come to u."  "ok…"  "its not like im confiding in other ppl about it and trying to hide it from just u…"  " ya I know. Just know that when ur ready to talk about im still ur girl ok? I don't like feeling distanced from u."  "im sorry if I have been distancing myself from u but I promise I will tell u everything soon k? "  "k. and im happy for u…about Rob. Im glad something is finally happening between u 2"  "Thanks Ash it means a lot that u support me."  I looked over and exchanged a weak smile with Ashley and then went right back to my phone to text Rob. " Ashley saw u open my door for room service earlier" He looked at the screen of his phone to see that he had a text from me and then gave me a confused look. I nodded towards his phone to tell him to look at it. " Im sorry. I just wanted to do something nice for u guess I shoulda been more careful"  "im not trying to tell u that it was wrong of u I just wanted to let u know that she knows something is going  on."  "knows or suspects?"  "knows. I kinda told her…"  "kinda?"  "well I mean I didn't give details"  "ok"  "r u mad?"  " I guess not" 

"its just ashley"  " I know. Its not that I don't trust her its just that I thought we wernt telling anyone."  "r u embarrased?" it concerned me that he seemed to have such a problem with anyone knowing "of course not. Im just worried it will complicate things more if we r telling some people but not others. I  mean where do we draw that line?"  " please dnt be mad Rob:( "  " I told u im not"  " I should have talked to u about it first…"  "its ok. We can talk about it later tonight" He looked up across the table and gave me a reasurring smile. It seemed genuine enough so I would just have to wait until later to discuss it further with him. . . . . That afternoon Rob told Kellan, Jackson, Ashley, and Peter that he would go with them to watch a local canadian band playing at a small bar so I decided I may as well go too. Besides, Ashley had whined to me that she would be the only girl if I didn't go. I was on the phone with my mom when I heard a soft knock on the door. Rob told me he would come to my room after he got ready to go but I was surprised at how early he was. We had only been back at the hotel for thirty minutes but I should have known it wouldn't take him long to get dressed. I opened the door and mouthed a 'hey' to him while my mom went on about London. He walked in and I shut the door behind him. "Mom it's fine, it wont upset me if your not there, you pretty much come to every other thing that goes on with my career." Rob came over and kissed me on the forehead while he wrapped his arms around me. "Are you sure honey? I mean I might be able to make It work its just that your brother really needs me here for – " "mom seriously, don't even worry about it." H e leaned in and started playfully biting my earlobe. I errupted into a fit of giggles, causing him to laugh as well. "Oh, is someone with you Kris? I'm sorry I didn't mean to keep you from anything I thought you were alone." "Its okay, mom" I said, trying to surpress my laughter. "It's just Rob." "Oh…you know, you sure have been spending a lot of time with him." I sighed in annoyance. I knew that my mom had seen the magazine article about us, she was just trying to beat around the bush. "Mom, can I talk to you later? We're getting ready to go out with some of the cast."

"Yeah sure thing, Kris. Have a good time sweetie!" I hung up, tossed my phone onto the table in the entry way and then wrapped my arms around Rob's neck, reaching up on my tip toes to get to his lips. He kissed me for a few minutes and then pulled away with his forehead against mine. "You know, I wouldn't mind if you wanted to tell her…she is your mom." I sighed and then unwound my arms and walked back towards the bedroom. He followed. "I'll tell her soon I'm just not up for playing twenty questions about with her…" "I think I'm gonna tell my mom." He said after a few minutes of silence. "If you want to tell her then I think that's great" I answered as I dug through a suitcase trying to find what to wear. "You might meet her while we're in London." He said nonchalantly. My head shot up to look at him. "what?" "what? It's not like I havent met you're mom…and it's not even gonna be like a 'meeting the parents thing' you know? Its just while we there I want to go see them and I would like to take you with me…" "yeah…um…its just that, I don't do good with parents…" I suddenly felt shy and awkward. "She'll love you don't even worry about it. My point is that I think I would like tell her before we get there. I don't like the thought of trying to hide anything about us in my own home. Its different in Vancouver because this is where our job is…hiding it is part of work. But your part of my personal life now and that's what being home is all about." I tried to force a genuine looking smile. "Yeah…okay." "I mean, obviously its your choice…if you don't want to meet her or anything you don't have to." I took his hand and played with his fingers fidgetingly as I thought about that for a moment. It seemed like meeting his mom would make him happy and that's what was most important to me above everything else…even my shyness. I took a step closer to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, hiding my face in his chest. "No…I'm just nervous, but I do wanna meet her baby…" there I go with the 'baby' thing again and being all girly. What has gotten into me? I knew the answer to that…Robert Pattinson had gotten into me. He smiled and moved his lips to whisper in my ear. "Good, im glad." He unwrapped my arms from his waist with a quick kiss and then gestured to my suitcase. "You should get ready…we're gonna be leaving soon." That's when I heard my name on the TV. " Breaking news on Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart…"  We both gave each other a look and then walked over to look at the TV. It was an E! daily news show that I had seen a couple times before. The only reason I had even had this channel was because when I got in  Dazed and Confused , one of my favorite movies, was playing.

"…according to an unnamed hotel employee, Robert Pattinson was seen sneaking into Kristen Stewart's hotel room late last night. We know that Rpatz took a late flight back to Vancouver, where he is currently  shotting the new Twilight film, from New York. Allegedly, Rpatz went straight to Kstew's room instead of his own, where she greeted him with an intimate embrace. The source also claims that Rob even took his luggage into Kristen's room which leads us to believe that they spent the night together. Of course, all of this is also following recent photos of the two looking awfully close on a hotel balcony together. For more  Robsten scoop, visit our website at…"  I flicked the TV off, having heard enough and then whipped around to look at Rob. "They named us Robsten?" He started shaking with laughter "Mind telling me what the fuck is so funny? I'm missing the joke here…" "I just think its bloody hilarious that they 'named us' at all…" I rolled my eyes. "It's that fucking cleaning lady! I just knew when I saw her that she was gonna say something…" He come over to me, still laughing a little, and wrapped his arms around me. "I'm sorry, babe, I should have been more careful. I was just so anxious to get back to you…" I sighed and wiggled out of his arms to get back to searching for clothes. "Its not your fault, its just irritating that people can be so heartless. I'm a real person with real things going on in my life and it hurts that people cant respect that…" He didn't say anything back, just gave me an apologetic look. All I could do about it now was get ready to go out for the night and hope that none of the others had seen the report. I doubted any of them had been watching E! but I had no idea how many other forms of media were reporting the same story…or even other stories. . . . . . Thank you for your ideas for songs yall! I've got some ideas flowing on what I want to do with that… I have a feeling this story is gonna end up being super long just because…well, I cant get enough of it! I've never updated a story so frequently but I'm really feeling this one. Do you agree? Robpfan – I cant wait for London either :) I'm all about the sexy Brits… Thank you so much to all of my loyal readers who continue to review each chapter, I know that I always say this but you really do make me want to write more chapters and update. Yalls thoughts really mean a lot to me! Jenna

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When we all headed out to see the Canadian band, we were met by an unusually large amount of paparazzi. It was overwhelming. People were pushing and shoving and literally screaming questions at us. I felt like an animal in a zoo. I have always been a naturally shy and private person so being in these types of situations made me uncomfortable. We had two handlers with us that tried to keep the cameras out of our faces but there were just too many people. "Back off guys!" one of our big security men yelled. "KRISTEN! GIVE US A SMILE! "Just give us a shot of you and Rob and we'll get out of your hair." "Rob, will you being staying at your home in London?" "Are you gonna stay with him, Kristen?" "Taylor, what's going on with Rob and Kristen?" "Who are you dating Taylor?" We kept moving slowly through the crowd, ignoring the questions and trying to look away from the incessant flashing. "Rob, can you address the rumors that you're involved with one y our co-stars?" "Taylor and I are very happy together and would appreciate some privacy in our relationship." Rob answered to all of the paparazzi with a playful smile. Everyone burst out laughing, particularly Taylor. Rob was always calm and collected around the photographers but I was starting to feel like I was about to lose it by the time we got to the bar and were quickly escorted to a private booth. It was the largest that the  bar had but it was not big by any means; we were pretty crowded. A positive result of the close quarters was that Rob and I had an excuse to sit especially close. However, I could still feel everyone's eyes on us. "It got pretty crazy out there…you okay?" he leaned in and said in my ear. It was the only way I would be able to hear him over all the noise. "Yeah, I'm okay. I just get kind of like…claustrophobic, I guess. And I don't think they've ever been that aggressive before." He sighed and nodded. "I think now that people are speculating something between us they're gonna be a little more uh, persistent I guess." Ashley and Kellan started yelling across the table in a conversation about London. Rob soon joined in but I

had no interest. It was so loud that I could barely hear them anyway. I glanced around the packed room and saw the majority of the people staring at us. Everything was moving in slow motion and I had the strange feeling that I was running out of air. "You okay Kris?" I heard Ashley yell. I turned to look at the concerned expression on her face but no words came out. All I could do was stare at her. I turned to see that Rob and the others were also looking at me with a similar expression. I needed air. I needed to get out of here and be outside. I moved to get up from the booth but sat back down when I realized that going outside wasn't an option. I would just be attacked by paparazzi again. I decided the bathroom was my best bet. I fought through the insane crowd with Roy, a security handler that came with us. I locked the door to the one-person bathroom  behind me while Roy waited outside and went to the sink to splash some water on my face. I had never had a  panic attack before but I was pretty sure that I was on the verge of one. I don't know what had gotten into me  but I couldn't handle the situation. I always hated being the center of attention and being in that crowded bar  with paparazzi trying to look in and people whispering about me was making it a thousand times worse. I dried my face with a paper towel but I wasn't ready to go back out there. I sat down on the floor with my  back against the wall and leaned over to put my head between my legs and take deep breaths. I heard somewhere that was supposed to help with these things. Around what I estimated was ten minutes later Roy knocked door at the same exact time my phone buzzed in my pocket. "You okay Ms. Stewart?" Roy yelled through the door. "I'm fine." I yelled back. I pulled my phone out to read a text from Rob. "Where r u?"  " Bathroom"  "What r u doing? U have been gone awhile…"  " I'm hyperventilating."  "what r u tlking about? Whats going on?"  " I think I'm having a panic attack."  " Hold on I'm coming"  " No! That's just going to make all of this worse"  " R u freaking out about the paparazzi?"  " It's everything…" 

"Tell me what to do and I will do it Kris"  " Just don't worry about it I'll be fine I just need a min"  " Have Roy take u to the car. I'll meet u there. The driver should be waiting"  " Leaving won't solve anything"  "U don't need to stay if u don't want to be here"  " I need to get used to this anyway. This is what my life has become."  " R u sure u don't need me to come over there?"  " I'll be fine. I'll come back in a sec"  "Ok…"  I drug myself off of the floor and opened the door to find Roy standing right in front of it. "Sorry about that. I wasn't feeling well…" I said apo logetically. "You don't have to apologize, sweetie. You doing okay now?" I liked Roy. He was very fatherly and caring. I nodded and he placed an arm around my waist to start leading me through the crowd again. When I sat back down at our booth everyone else had a beer in front of them and were chatting and laughing. I was feeling a little better and it helped that we were all sitting so close that Rob was able to rest his hand on my leg soothingly without anyone noticing. "What's up bitch? Where did you go?" Ashley yelled in my direction "I had to pee" I yelled back. Rob gave me a look that seemed like he was accessing my mood. I gave him a week smiled and squeezed his hand trying to convey that I was feeling better. It also helped when the band started playing. People had gotten used to the fact that we were there in the bar and began to pay more attention to the music than what we were doing. We were all really getting into the show; more so than I would have thought we would. I really liked the  band but my analysis of them was interrupted when I felt my phone buzzing from a surprising phone call. It was my ex, Michael. I knew I wouldn't be able to hear him in the loud bar so I hit the ignore button and shot him a text instead. I was curious why he was calling; we had exchanged texts a few times but we didn't talk often. " Hey mike sry I couldn't answer my phone I'm in a really loud bar…"  " Haha since when did u hang out at bars?" I knew just from knowing him and his personality that he was  joking.

" Lol I'm not out bar hopping…I'm seeing some local band"  " Ahh I see. Any good?"  "Surprisingly yeah…they seem pretty obscure…"  "Sounds like ur style"  "Yeah def"  " R u in Vancouver?"  "Yeah we have been shooting again for a little over a month"  "Oh wow that happened pretty fast. Didn't yall just finish New Moon?"  "Yeah not too long ago. We had about two months off between."  "Oh ok. How have u been otherwise?"  " I'm doing really well. How r u? I hope everything is going well for u…"  " I appreciate that Kris. I'm doing well too, thanks."  I looked up to see that Rob was giving me a curious look. If he had asked who I was talking to I would have told him, I had nothing to hide, but it wasn't information I wanted to volunteer. They had met a few times while we were still dating right after Rob had b een cast as Edward and I knew he was aware of the fact that Mike did not care for him. I still had no insight as to why Mike had called anyway and I figured it would best to pick up this conversation later. " Mike, can I text u later? I'm here with some ppl from the cast so I'm kind of busy…"  "Oh yeah sure. I was actually just calling to see if u by some miracle remembered the code we used to set up the DVR on my TV? I'm trying to advance my experience with technology and I can't remember the  password…" I smiled at his signature goofiness. " It's your birth date"  "Okay thanks!"  " No problem"  "U should still text me sometime though. I meant what I said about still wanting to be friends."  I smiled again at the confirmation that Mike wanted to be my friend and promised myself that I would remember to text him soon. Breaking up with him was one of the hardest things I had ever done in my life.  Not because I still wanted to be with him, but because I couldn't stand the thought of breaking his heart. I really did love him, just not the same way that he loved me. "So did I. I'll text you soon for sure"

"Okay cool then I'll talk to you later" "Sounds good" . . . . An hour and a half later I was standing in my bathroom, taking off my make-up, while Rob sat on my bed answering emails on his laptop. "That band was actually really good" I commented. "You thought so?" he called back to me from the bed. "It seemed like you didn't like them since you were on your phone the whole second half." I winced internally, hoping that was all he would say about it but of  course I was wrong. "Who were you talking to anyway?" "Mike" I tried to sound as casual as possible. "Mike Welch?" he asked, sounding genuinely confused. "No….Mike Angarano…" He was quiet for a long moment while I waited for him to say something. "Oh…" Was all he finally said as I finished in the bathroom and turned off the light. I joined him on the bed, cuddling into his side as he continued typing on the computer. "Do you two talk often?" he asked after a minute. "No, we barely talk at all actually. I wish we did though, I want to be friends with him." I wasn't sure if I should have told him that I wished we talked more often but I wanted to be completely honest with him, always. Rob knew that I was the one who ended the relationship, so I assumed he knew that it wasn't beca use I still had feelings for him. "I'm not trying to sound rude or anything so don't take this the wrong way, but wouldn't it be kind of weird for you guys to be friends? I mean I guess I just feel like when you break up with someone its best just to let go completely in every way so that you can completely move on." I sighed and thought about that. "No. I mean, he was in my life for a really long time. I don't want to just throw his friendship away because we didn't work out romantically, you know?" I glanced up at him to gauge his reaction. "Yeah I guess so" he mumbled as he closed his laptop. "Hey…" I shoved the computer off of his lap and pulled his face to the side to look at me. "You don't have to worry about a friendship between Michael and I…that chapter is closed and it has been for a while…" I sat up and moved so that I was on my knees, straddling his lap. "I want you..." He gave me his sexy smirk and then pulled my face down to kiss me.

. . . . . Okay so I apologize for the long absence but I'm BACKKKK! I was away camping this past weekend and just got really busy the last few days but don't think I forgot about my faithful readers! Everybody get your passports ready for London either next chapter or the one after that! **REVIEWS** Robpfan – you def DID call it with the cleaning lady! LVQueen – I'm sure your hubby doesn't mind reaping the benefits of lusting after Rpatz….I know my fiancé loves it :) Aratto – glad you are joining the gang of my beloved readers! Carolbenatti and Brpatzlover – I'm excited about mama Patz too! I'm a little nervous about writing her though because since I know NOTHING about her I have no idea how she would act. Of well, guess that just leaves me to my imagination! Let me know if you have ideas though!  I love you all dearly… Jenna

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I was lying on my stomach in bed staring out the window watching a cloud slowly pass by the moon. It was four thirty in the morning and I should have been able to sleep after the two straight hours of sex I had with Rob earlier that night but I was currently suffering from insomnia. We wo uld all be leaving for London later  that day and I was nervous and excited at the same time. I turned my head to look at Rob after hearing him roll over on the other side of the bed but I couldn't tell if he was awake or not. I ran my fingertips down his arm that was stretched across the bed between us. "Rob?" I whispered. "Hmm?" he mumbled back. "I can't sleep" He turned his head to look at me and then sighed and scooted over to lay on his side next to

me, facing me. "Is something wrong?" he started rubbing his hand up and down my bare back. "No, not really…" "Is something on your mind?" "Yeah I guess" I mumbled. "Do you want to talk about it?" "I'm nervous about meeting your mom" He smiled and brushed my hair away from my face. "Why? She's excited to meet you…" "Did you already tell her about us?" "Mhhmm" "What if she doesn't like me? You're her only son and her youngest kid, I'm sure she's going to be picky about who you date" "She can be a bit protective at times, yes, but she's reasonable Kristen. She's not g oing to not like you for no reason" "I'm sure she can find a reason, I'm far from perfect…" He smiled and shook his head and then wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled my body to his. "Stop worrying about it, babe" He mumbled as he kissed the top of my head. "It will be fine, I promise." We layed silent in each other's arms for a while before he decided to go ahead and get up to leave for his own room before morning. . . . I decided later that morning before leaving for the airport that it was time to tell my mom as well. I usually told her everything so it was time she knew about this. "Hey Kris! I was just thinking about you bu t I thought you might be on the plane to London" "No, we're just about to leave for the airport actually" "Did you get everything figured out with Marissa?" "Yeah, I got her a room on my floor she should be there tomorrow" "That's great; I'm glad things worked out"

"Yeah, me too. Hey mom I was actually calling because I wanted to tell you something real quick…" "Sure sweetie, what's up?" I took a deep breath. There was no other way to say it than to just be straight up. "I'm sort of seeing Rob…" She was quiet for a moment, I assumed in surprise. "Really? Wow. I mean, at first I had a feeling something was going on but when you didn't say anything about it I just assumed it was a tabloid rumor." "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner but it hasn't b een going on very long and we really haven't told anyone. You and his mom are really the only ones who know…and we're still trying to keep it private." "No, no, honey I understand. You don't have to apologize. That's great though as long as you're happy and he treats you well. " "He does, mom. He's great." "Well, congratulations then! I really like him, he's very ch arming. But you know it's going to be hard to keep this a secret, especially now that the media is getting into it…" "I know. Trust me I have thought about it…we both have." "What about Summit? Do they know?" "I don't know. They are probably curious about it like everyone else but they haven't said anything to us about it." "And the other cast members?" she was starting to annoy me now. "Mom, I already told you…we have only told you and his mom…" "Well has anyone else asked you about it?" "Look, I have to go finish packing okay? I just wanted to tell you before I left. It's gonna be really busy in London but I'll call you when I get the chance" "Okay, Kris. Well, thanks for letting me know. Hav e a good time!" "Love you, mom" "Love you two, sugar." I hung up the phone and threw it on the bed. I was glad to get that conversation over with and cut her off   before she could ask too many questions. . . .

. By the time we got on the plane I was so ready to get the fuck out of Vancouver. Not only did all of the  photographers follow us to the airport, but they followed us all the way to security until they were physically not allowed to keep going. When it was time to take our seats on the plane, I chose to sit next to Ashley, earning a strange look from Rob who then chose to sit next to Peter. It wasn't that I didn't want to sit with Rob I just found that lately it was easier to avoid being around him in public instead of always worrying about if I'm being discreet enough in front of everyone. I could tell that he was starting to notice my sudden shift in behavior but I hoped that he wouldn't ask me about it. He of all people should understand. "We're finally going to Europe!" Ashley squealed as she turned her phone off. "I'm so ready" I agreed. "Get ready for the three best B's bitch…" "What are you talking about, Ash?" I couldn't help but smile at the insane things she always came up with. "A much needed break from work, British boys, and booze" "Where do you come up with this shit?" "Speaking of British boys…" she lowered her voice to a whisper. "Not that I'm not thrilled to b e sitting with you or anything, but why the distance from your little English lover boy over there? I'm assuming the seating arrangements aren't due to a natural preference for my company?" "What? He's not the center of my life. I'm perfectly capable of a plane ride without him…" "Okay, chill Kris, I didn't say you weren't. I was just curious." I sighed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound like a bitch; I just don't want to become one of those girls that can't function without their boyfriend. Besides, it wouldn't hurt to let people see us not being attached at the hip for once." We were still speaking in whispers. "Boyfriend, huh?" she raised her eyebrows at me and elbowed me playfully. "Stop…" I whispered through both of our giggles as I shoved her arm away. I felt myself starting to blush after calling Rob my boyfriend and decided to cut off the conversation there instead of making myself look even more like an eleven year old girl lusting after Edward Cullen. I pulled my hoodie over my head and shoved my iPod headphones into my ears to settle in for the plane ride. . . . .

Stepping out of the London Heathrow Airport felt like a breath of fresh air. I knew what to expect after  having been here before, but it was still refreshing not to have people screaming in my face and lights flashing everywhere. Of course there were still people who stared and pointed and some who snapped photos from a distance on their personal cameras or cell phones, but I didn't mind at all with the lack of reporters and  paparazzi. There were fans that approached us with requests to take pictures with us, but I wasn't feeling like my privacy was being invaded for once. I have always been happy to meet and take pictures with fans; they are the ones who provide my pay check and allow me to live my dream. Sometimes I even worried that  because I was so shy people who approached me would think I was a snob, so I was always trying to remind myself to be somewhat cheerful and outgoing with them…at least to the best of my ability. Of course, our hotel was gorgeous just like eve rything else in London. After every one was quickly checked in and our room keys were distributed we were treated to dinner on the back patio of the hotel while our bags were sent upstairs. I planned on sitting next to Rob at dinner since I had separated myself from him the entire plane ride, but when I got outside he was already sitting next to and engaged in an animated conversation with a blond I had never seen before. I felt a little hurt that h e hadn't waited to sit with me even though I knew it was irrational  because I had done the exact same thing to him on the plane. Maybe I had made him feel the same way I was feeling now. I tried to ignore the situation and decided to sit down next to Nikki, across the table and a few seats down from Rob and the mystery girl. I watched as they continued their conversation. The girl wasn't bad looking  but she didn't present herself well and she didn't seem like Rob's type at all. She had black roots in her bleach  blond hair and her silicone mountains were about to pop out of her tank top. "Hey, who is that blond girl?" I asked, leaning over to Nikki. "I've never seen her before." "I think that's somebody's stylist…" Nikki answered after looking over to see wha t I was talking about. "Are you serious? Someone can really look at that and let her style them?" Nikki laughed but nodded in agreement. "Yeah" she said through giggles. "I know what you mean" "Don't get to close to her…those plastic tits look like they could take an eye out…" She laughed again but then gave me a strange look. "What?" I asked "Are you jealous?" she asked simply. I guess I shouldn't have been so quick to hate on playboy Barbie over  there. "Why would I be jealous? I would never want to look anything like that…" "That's not what I meant." I swallowed hard, knowing where this was going. "I meant are you jealous that Rob is over there talking to her?" I looked at her for a moment and wondered if she knew. I was pretty sure that everyone speculated something was going on between us but I couldn't help but think of the possibility that Ashley had said something to her. Ashley wouldn't do that. I was just b eing paranoid. "No, I'm not jealous that Rob is talking to her. He can talk to whomever he wants Nikki…" My tone wasn't rude or angry, just indifferent. I didn't want to seem like I was being possessive over him regardless of if she

knew something was going on or not. There was some talk about going out to a bar that night but apparently everyone was feeling pretty jet lagged and the group decided tomorrow night would be better. Dinner had been over for a while now but we were all still out on the back patio having drinks and talking. Rob had mysteriously made an exit and was nowhere to  be found. It put me at ease a little that the blond tramp was still in sight, but I was still a little thrown off by what was going on with him. I literally hadn't spoken to him since he left my room in the early hours of the morning. Did I do something wrong? Did I say something wrong? I tried to swallow back my concerns with another shot of vodka. . . . . I thought I would be able to just go to bed early and get a good night's sleep, especially after my episode of  insomnia the night before, but I just couldn't get my mind off of Rob. I rolled over in bed to reach for my  phone on the nightstand and texted Ashley. " I can't sleep will u come to my room?"  "Yeah give me ten minutes. Everything ok?"  "Ya im fine but I think im ready to talk about Rob"  "Ok ill be there in sec"  "thanks"  When I heard a soft knock softly at the door I opened it to find Ashley holding a bottle of kettle one. I couldn't help but laugh; she knew me so well. We snuggled into bed with our vodka while I told her  everything about Rob. "So when are you going to meet his mom?" She asked after I explained how our relationship had evolved. "I have no idea; I haven't spoken to him all day…" "Do you think he's mad that you didn't sit with him on the plane?" "I don't know, I don't see why he would be" "Yeah, me neither" "Maybe I'm over-reacting. Maybe he just isn't as serious about us as I am" That thought bothered me. "I don't think so Kris; I've seen the way he looks at you…"

"I mean…I just thought…he says that he's really invested in this but I feel like the only time I get to really be with him is in bed at night." "That's not his fault though; we all have really busy schedules" "Yeah, I guess. I just hope I'm not expecting too much…more than I'm ever going to get" "You should talk to him about it tomorrow. You need to enjoy this time in London with him…" I awoke next to Ashley at nine the following morning to the sound of my irritatingly loud phone. As soon as I opened my eyes I winced at the sunlight coming through the window. Maybe I went a little heavy on the vodka. I opened my phone in an attempt to stop the noise as fast as possible and didn't even bother to look  and see who it was. "Hello?" I mumbled. "Hey" Rob. Shit. I bolted up into a sitting position and cleared my throat. "Hey…" "Did I wake you up?" "No" I wasn't sure what the point in lying was…it just came out. "Let's go to breakfast. I want to take you to my favorite place in London." Umm, are we just going ignore our  lack of recent communication? "Uh…yeah…okay…" I wasn't really in the mood for eating with the slight hangover I was currently fighting,  but I was determined to talk about my concerns with him. "Do you want me to come to your room?" I wasn't about to let him see me in this condition. "Um, no, I need to shower. I'll meet you in the hall in thirty minutes, kay?" "Okay" The florescent lights in the bathroom were just too b right so I showered in the dark and then quickly brushed my teeth and threw on some make up. I was in no mood for trying to look good so I pulled on some jeans along with the first T shirt I found and then over that I added my favorite gray zip-up hoodie. I shoved on some Toms shoes and my sunglasses, wrote a quick note telling Ashley where I went, a nd then headed out the door to find Rob already waiting for me. "Hey, Kris" "Hi" he gave me a quick hug but no kiss because of the other people in the hallway. I took advantage of the  brief closeness though and took a deep breath to inhale his scent before he pulled away. "Hungry?" he asked "Yeah" I lied. It would have just been weird to say no after agreeing to go out to breakfast with him.

We headed down to the lobby and right out the front doors like two normal people. It was so refreshing not to take security along or have to shield myself from cameras. We walked across the road to a parking garage and I followed him to his silver Audi. "When did your car get here?" I wondered out loud. "One of my mates took me to pick it up last night when I was out" is that where he went? We drove about fifteen minutes to the restaurant in silence. I wasn't sure how to bring up everything I wanted to talk about so I decided to wait until we got there. I did want to say something though to end the awkwardness. "It's so nice to just feel normal for a little while. We would never be able to do this in the states or in Vancouver…the paparazzi would trample us." He laughed lightly and smiled at me. "It's certainly a breath of fresh air. I wish it could b e like this all the time." "Yeah, me too, But I don't regret my career choices. I love what I do." "You're right" he agreed. "But this is still nice once in a while." People looked at us when we walked in to the café but no one hounded us with cameras or questions. I smiled at that. We were seated at a small table for two and given two menus. When the waitress headed off to go and get our water we ended up just staring at each other awkwardly. "Look, Rob, I want to talk about things between us…" "Me too." . . . . . A/N: Okay, okay, okay, so I know that our first night in London kind of sucked ass BUT I needed to set things up for an important conversation between Rob and Kristen. It will get better from here I  promise. **REVIEWS** – It wasn't meant to be the kings of Leon concert, but if that's how you picture it then it can be! And I as well LOVED the trailer…now I can't wait for the movie! Carolbenatti – I think I agree with you…no more camping! And I love your ideas for meeting Rob's mommy

Brpatzlover – thanks for some insight and how Rob's mom might be. And I'm glad you still love me even though I was mean and stopped at the lemon last chapter… Robpfan – it is very possible and probably that Kristen has indeed met his mom already but I wasn't sure and I like the idea of putting it in the story so I did! Haha. You are very good at picking up what's going on between the lines of my story… Rob does like Kristen more than he's letting on but he is a little bit afraid of those feelings at the moment I think ;) And Kristine if you're still reading this story I haven't forgotten abou t beta-ing your story. I'm about half way done. Loving it so far! I should have it back to you by tomorrow. Nutnad- if you didn't like the first chapter of my story…you should have stopped reading… :)  I LOVE YOU ALL!  Jenn

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"Look, Rob, I want to talk about things between us…"  "Me too."  I didn't want to sound like I was attacking him so I decided to ease in to what I wanted to say to him. "I missed you yesterday" I said. He sighed and shifted his weight in his chair. He opened his mouth and then closed it again as if he was debating saying something. I waited in silence until he finally spoke. "I missed you too" I got the feeling that's not what he was going to say before. "Were you upset with me for no sitting with you on the plane?" He laughed. He laughed at me. "Why would I be upset about that? I'm not clingy like that, Kristen…" was he insinuating that I was clingy? "Okay…" I didn't want to mention the fact that I was upset about our distance from each other yesterday now that I knew he would consider that clingy. "I'm sorry that I sort of disappeared last night but I had a lot on my mind…I needed to get away for a bit." "Away from me?" He rolled his eyes. "You know that's not what I meant" I was about to unleash my irritation with Rob when the waitress came  back to the table with our waters. "Are you two ready to order?" She asked with a smile. Rob looked at me.

"You ready?" he asked. I nodded and turned to the waitress. "Can I just get like three scrambled eggs?" she took down my order and then turned to Rob, who ordered some nasty sounding typical British breakfast. I loved London but I couldn't deny the people there eat some weird shit. It was awkward when the waitress walked away but I wasn't going to let that stop me. "So where did you go?" "What?" it was as if he had forgotten about the conversation we were having. "Um…last night? Where did you disappear to?" "Oh, yeah…I uh…I went out with some mates" I had momentarily forgotten that this was Rob's home. Of  course he would want to see his friends. I felt pretty douchey now for expec ting him to spend our time in London together. Of course there would be other things he wanted to do while he was home. "Oh…I guess I forgot your friends are here" He shrugged, letting me know it was no big deal. "Anyway…I wanted to apologize for leaving without saying anything to you. But you should know that it wasn't about you and me…at least not directly. I mean, I wasn't mad at you or anything." He was rambling. "Rob what are you talking about…?" I asked. "Nothing, it's not important. Bottom line is I'm not mad at you and I'm sorry if it seemed like I was blowing you off." I nodded and gave him a weak smile. I knew that there was something he wasn't telling me but I didn't want to ask any more. I was worried I would seem controlling and it really wasn't my b usiness what he was doing with his friends anyway. Besides, our waitress came over a minute later with our food. "This place is the best" he mentioned as he dug in to his breakfast. "I can't believe you only got eggs" "Yeah well first of all I'm not so sure how I feel about this weird British food and secondly, I'm sort of  suffering the after effects of one too many shots last night…" He gave me a smirk and looked me over as if  he was accessing my condition. "I thought you guys didn't go out last night?" "We didn't. Me and Ash had a party for two in my bed" He choked on a sip of water as he burst into laughter  and I realized how that had sounded. "Shut up" I said through a smile "You know what I meant, asshole." "Sounds like I might have some competition…" He raised his eyebrows at me playfully. I looked down and  played with my eggs. I knew that he was joking, but he had no idea how untrue that statement was. He was all I wanted. "You know…" I mumbled. "I know that it was my call not to sit with you on the plane and then you were out with your friends, which is totally understandable…" I looked up at him and smiled. "But I really did miss you." He smiled back at me as he looked right into my eyes with his piercing ones.

"I missed you too" I didn't know if it was intentional or not, but his leg brushed up against mine underneath the table. We were interrupted by a small, nervous voice standing next to our table "Um…excuse me…" I looked over to see a small girl, probably about ten years old, smiling at us nervously. "Um…do you think I can have a picture with you guys…please?" She looked up at who I assumed was her  mother standing behind her with a camera. "Yeah of course" Rob said as he scooted out of his chair and stood up. I stood up as well and then we both knelt down on either side of the girl. Her mom took a quick picture, we signed our autographs on a napkin, and then said our goodbyes.  Nothing intense came up again until we were in the car on the way back to the hotel. "Kirsten, I know that sometimes it's going to feel weird trying to have a relationship in our circumstances…" He said after a long moment of silence. "What do you mean?" "I just want you to know that the abnormality of our situation doesn't reflect my feelings for you. It may be confusing at times because our relationship is not, and never will be, a normal one. I wish that I could take you out whenever and wherever I want to like a normal guy. I wish that I could hold your hand in public like a normal guy. I wish that I could spend the night with you and not worry about being seen in the morning like a normal guy." He paused and took a deep breath. "But I can't…because our lives will never be normal again. However, I don't want you to ever feel like that hinders my ability to care for you…because I do. More than you know, I think. Don't ever doubt that." By the time he was done with his little mini speech we were already pulling into the parking garage. I was silent for a few moments, thinking about what he had just said. It was a relief to know that I was overreacting about thinking that I was taking this more seriously than he was. He obviously did care about me as much as I had hoped. "Rob" I said as he shifted the car into park. "Yeah?" He looked over at me and then I leaned over to kiss the side of his neck. "I don't like normal." . . . . "Oh my… shit …ughhh…" I was in my bed happily being fucked by Rob after we got back from breakfast. I was so relieved that everything was okay with us and I was more than ready to enjoy my time in London…starting with Rob's

 penis. "Harder…baby fuck me…" He was more than willing to comply. He lifted my legs up a little, signaling for  me to wrap them around his waist. I did just that and then he started driving into me harder, eliciting louder  moans and whimpers from me. "Oh yeah?" he said with a shaky laugh. "You like it rough today…" I clutched to his back, desperately trying to pull him closer to me. "…You want more?" Apparently Rob was in a talkative mood. I opened my mouth to try and answer him but I was having a hard enough time breathing, much less carrying out a conversation. It appeared that my nod was enough, because he definitely gave me more. "Oh…UGH...ROB!" my moans were getting embarrassingly loud but evidently he liked it because the smile on his face kept growing. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to keep from exploding. "No…look at me, Kris…" We both had a thing for eye contact during sex but I felt like if I looked at him I was going to lose it. "No, I don–…uhh…I don't wanna c-come without you ba– ahhhh…" He gripped my ass in both of his hands and lifted me up until he found a deeper angle. I was definitely about to explode at that point. "Rob, I-I-I can't…I'm g-gonna…" "I'm close…" He grunted as he slammed into me. I knew I was going to have to give him a little something extra if I wanted him to come with me. I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck, pulled him down to me, and then started sucking on his neck just to the side of his adams apple where I knew his weak spot was. He tilted his head up in response, giving me better access, and let out a long groan. "Give it to me" I gasped out before attaching my mouth to his neck again. He gave me one more hard, deep thrust and then he indeed did, give it to me. The second his whimper and facial expression told me he was coming my own orgasm overtook me. I was faintly aware of my own screaming and clutching on to Rob but my mind was pretty much a blur. By the time I felt myself coming back down and felt stable enough to open my eyes I was able to watch Rob's last few moments of ecstacy while he looked down at me. When he finished he collapsed on top of me with my legs still around his waist. We were both breathing erratically but I seemed to calm down before him. "You okay?" I asked when I finally trusted my vocal cords to work again. He buried his face in my neck and nodded, but didn't say anything. If I had to pick a certain time when Rob was most adorable, which was difficult to do, it would be after sex. He just seemed so…vulnerable…laying there in my arms trying to catch his breath. It was no doubt an ego  booster that I did that to him. I played with the hair at the back of his neck with one hand while with the other I ran my nails lightly up and down his glistening, muscular back just the way I knew he liked. As his breathing became more normal he let out a hum of satisfaction. "You're amazing" he said, placing a soft kiss on the side of my neck. I smiled and turned my head to the side to kiss his temple in response. "Look who's talking" I ran a hand through his damp hair and was suddenly aware of how sweaty I was myself. "We need a shower…" I said with a giggle. He joined in on my laughter and then kissed me on the

lips chastely before pulling out. "Yes…we do" he agreed. I sighed at the loss of feeling him inside me and then we both crawled off the bed. He rolled the condom off as we entered my bathroom and then tossed it in the trashcan next to the toilet. "So I thought tomorrow would be a good night to go have dinner with my family…" Rob said as he massaged shampoo into my hair a couple minutes later. "Yeah" I said, trying to hide the nervousness in my voice. "Okay…" I heard him chuckle behind me before he kissed the back of my neck. "Relax, Kristen. It will be fine." I wished I was as co nfident in myself as he seemed to be. "I hope so" I mumbled. . . . . Around noon Rob went to visit an old family friend and only a few minutes later my stylist and good friend, Marrisa, arrived at the hotel. I had her come straight to my room where we spent about an hour catching up on life. "So there is this museum that Ashley really wants to go" I explained to Marissa. "If you're not up for it that's fine but I thought it might be fun to check it out…it's supposed to be pretty cool." "Yeah, definitely! I want to see what London has to offer!" Marrisa was my complete opposite when it came to the enthusiasm she had for such simple things, but it was one of the qualities I liked about her. "Okay, awesome. I'll call Ash and tell her" I grabbed my phone off the bedside table and speed dialed Ashley's number. "Hello?" "Hey, Ash…Marrisa and I are totally down for the museum." "Yay! Shannon wants to come with if that's cool with you" Shannon worked for the PR branch of Summit Entertainment and she was usually around. Ashley and I had gone out with her a few times in Vancouver and although I didn't know her very well she seemed pretty cool. "Sure, the more the merrier." "Awesome, are you guys ready?" "I'm gonna freshen up real quick but you guys can come over to my room I'll only be a few minutes." "Kay cool, see you in a sec"

When Ashley and Shannon got to my room I was running around searching for my shoes. I asked Marrisa to let them in and she did right as a located my toms. I did some quick introductions as I pulled some socks on since Shannon and Marrisa had never met. "Hey Kristen is it cool if I use your bathroom?" Shannon asked after making some small talk with Marrisa. "I have to pee so bad…" "Yeah, of course" I answered. . . . . I was digging around in my bag looking for my wallet and phone when Shannon came out of the bathroom looking like she had just shit herself. "Are you okay?" Ashley asked her. "Yeah, I'm fine…" She pulled her phone out of her back pocket and then looked down at it, avoiding eye contact with all of us. Okay, maybe Shannon wasn't as cool as I thought…because she was definitely acting a little fucking weird right now. . . . . . A/N: This chapter is a little short, but hey – you guys got one last night so you can't complain! Stay tuned…Kristen was correct in feeling like Rob wasn't telling her something at breakfast…! **REVIEWS** (I'm sorry if I can't always respond to everyone an ymore but I'm gaining more regular  reviewers…yay!) Taty – no worries…nothing is going to happen with the skanky blond. And I of course loved reading the script (thank you for sending it to me) but I'm a little disappointed with some of the scenes that were left out :( Robpfan – ummm I would def be willing to console him! And you're right…it's too soon for o ur lovers to go public.

LVQueen – I just want you to know that my little (unplanned I might add) lemon…was all for you. :) Brpatzlover - *sigh* what can I say…I just love your reviews. Fatal attractions – don't feel bad! I'm just glad to know you are still reading! Tine, tammy, egg, and unhappy camper – I LOVE LOVE LOVE new readers! Thank you for your encouragement!

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"Okay so the museum was pretty shitty…" Ashley said. "So rry I drug you guys there…" "Don't worry about it, Ash. It's not like you drug us off against our will" I told her. We had ended up leaving the museum after less than an hour and the four of us were now all sitting around a small square table having dinner at some pub we found down the block. "Hey!" Ashley said suddenly, almost choking o n her food. "I have an idea! I almost forgot to tell you!" she almost shouted. "Jesus Christ, calm the fuck down you spaztastic freak…" I said with a smile to let her know in was joking. "I saw a poster for this club advertising that girls get in free tomorrow…I've never been to a real London club  before!" "That sounds awesome!" Marissa said as she broke out into a fit of giggles. "Girls night at the club!" Shannon chimed in. "Well, ladies…as enthralling as that sounds…" that was a total lie. It sounded torturous…I hated clubs. "I'm gonna have to pass. I have plans tomorrow." "Come on what could you possibly have planned that is going to be more fun than hitting the clubs in the heart of London!" Marissa squealed. "Plans with Rob, no doubt…" Ashley mumbled as she took a sip of her martini. I tried to ignore them but of  course they couldn't just let it go. "OooOOOoooohhh…" Marissa said in an annoying tone that sounded like 'caught red handed!' "What?" I snapped "What are you two kiddos up to tomorrow?" She asked. "Nothing, we just…I just…I told him I wanted to see his house, so…" I mumbled, trying not to make it

obvious that I was going to spend time with his family. "Really?" Ashley said, raising her eyebrows at me. I looked up at from my food to meet Shannon's curious gaze. I hadn't forgotten that she works for Summit and I really didn't want to talk about this in front of her. "Yes, really, and it's not a big deal so stop it." I felt the need to change the subject before anyone could say anything else about it. "So what are the plans for tonight? Wasn't everyone going to go out somewhere?" "Well, that was the plan…" Ashley started and then paused to take another drink. "But apparently the hotel has a theatre room and Kellan arranged for it to be reserved for all of us to drink beer and watch some movie…I don't remember the name." She sounded slightly disappointed but that actually sounded better to me. Marissa was feeling jet lagged from the flight and wanted to take a quick nap after we ate so she went back to her room. I decided maybe it would be a good idea to call my parents when I actually had the time for once and Rob wasn't back yet anyway so I headed off to my own room as well. I dropped my stuff on the table in the entry way and then headed for the bathroom. As I started to unbutton my pants and walk towards the toilet I stopped in my tracks. Shit. That was then only thought I could form for at least a full minute. I was standing there staring at the used condom from earlier that Rob had thrown away in the trashcan by my toilet. Everything clicked at once. Shannon must have seen it when she used my bathroom earlier. Shit. That's why she was acting so fucking weird all day. Shit. That's why she barely said two words to me all day. Shit. There was no person here in London with us that I would have been using a condom with besides… Shit. She works for the public relations branch of Summit entertainment. Shit. Would she tell everyone? Shit. Shit.

Shit. . . . . When I walked into the theatre room later that night with Marissa the first thing I did was look for Shannon . I spotted her across the room laughing and in a conversation with Peter and someone I didn't know. The second thing I did was look for Rob. He was supposed to be on his way back from visiting his family friend this afternoon and he had told me that he would meet me in here. There was no sign of him so Marissa and I went and set down next to Nikki and Jackson. I purposely left the last seat in our row, the one right next to me, open so that Rob could join us when he got here. The theatre room had a bar at which beer was being served but alcohol didn't sound very appealing after the hangover I fought this morning. Rob made his appearance about fifteen minutes after the movie I had never heard of started. He slid into the seat next to me with his hood over his head and holding a beer bottle. "Hey" He whispered. "Hi" I whispered back. He touched his hand to the outside of my thigh sitting next to him in what I knew was an action to be as close to me as possible in public. He was being discreet and I doubt that anyone noticed but I quickly turned around and glanced around the room to find Shannon's location. I didn't see her but I easily could have just missed her. I didn't like the anticipation and uncertainty of thinking maybe she put the pieces together and maybe she didn't. It made me anxious and I had that eerie feeling of someone watching you but you don't know where from. I shifted my weight and crossed my legs, moving my thigh away from Rob's hand. He leaned over to me and moved my hair away so he could whisper in my ear. "I missed you this afternoon" he said softly "Rob, stop…" I jerked my head to the side and away from his whispers. "What?" he asked, sounding a little offended. "Don't do that here" "Kristen, nobody is paying attention to us" he whispered. "You don't know that" "What's up with you?" "Follow me"

I got up and left the theatre room and then led him to the back patio of the hotel. Thankfully it was empty and as soon as he shut the door behind us I pulled out a cigarette. I gave one to Rob and then lit mine with a long sigh. "What's wrong?" He asked. "You know Shannon? That blond chick that works for Summit?" I asked as I took a drag. "Uh, yeah I think so…why?" he was looking at me like I was crazy. "Well she went with me, Marissa, and Ash to the museum today and before we all left my room she wanted to use my bathroom…" I stopped to take a deep breath after rambling all of that out too fast. "And…" he urged me on before bringing his cigarette to his lips. "And then she came out acting like she had a stick up her ass and giving me weird looks all day and barely spoke at all to anybody…and then when I mentioned you at dinner she gave me this suspicious look…" "Gushing over me to the girls, huh?" I chose to ignore his stupid remark. I was too focused on what I was trying to tell him. "I think she saw the condom you left in my trashcan…" He finally got a serious look on his face and sat down. He pushed his hoodie off of his head and ran a hand through his hand with a long sigh. "It doesn't matter, Kris" "Yes it does. I understand that the condom didn't have your name on it or anything but whom else would I have been with? Everyone already thinks we're inseparable and I'm pretty sure they were already suspecting th – " "They already know" He interrupted. "Well I know that they suspected bu – " "Kristen" He interrupted me again and I gave him a confused look. "They already know." "You mean they know know? "Yeah…" He ran his hand through his hair again and then took another long drag. "Um…why the fuck did I not know this? Did you tell them?" "Well…sort of, but not exactly…" "Rob, what the hell are you talking about?" "Sit down" I sat down in the chair across from his and he paused a moment before going on. "This is what I was going to tell you this morning at breakfast but I decided maybe it didn't matter. I guess I should have though, seeing that you're freaking out about this now." I gave him an expectant look. I was under the impression that we had cleared the air between us this morning and it bothered me a little that there was something he withheld from me.

"Go on" I insisted. "Well Peter asked if I would be spending some time at my house and I mentioned to him that you and I would be having dinner with my family." I nodded. I knew that they were pretty close and Peter was rather   perceptive…he probably already knew. "So that night after dinner a couple of Summit representatives pulled me aside. They said that one of them had overheard Peter and I talking on the plane and that, representing summit, they weren't going to take the approach of avoiding they situation anymore." He took a drag from his cigarette but then took an unnecessarily long pause before speaking again. "And…" I urged. "They said that they weren't interested in an y details and that they only needed to know if there was indeed an existing relationship and if we planned on taking it public, which they discouraged. I told them that we are together but that we had already discussed our situation and had no intention of taking it public." I waited for  him to go on but he didn't. "So what did they say? I mean, were they upset about it or anything?" "Not at all, I think they were fine with everything when they found out we were keeping it discreet. They said that they were glad we were on the same page when it came to keeping it low key and for us to let them know if there were any accommodations they could make in assisting us to keep things private." "Oh…" I was a little surprised that they were so understanding a nd supportive with everything. "Well that's nice" I hoped that every member of production would react that way and show us the same respect. "Yeah. So I'm not sure if this person you're talking about knows yet that the executives are aware of our  relationship, but either way it's nothing to worry about it. We don't need to stress over trying to hide things from everyone around us all the time…we just need to keep it away from the media and the public." "What about the cast?" "Well I don't think that we should be too flamboyant about things but I don't see any reason to try and hide it from the people either of us spend time with outside of work." "Yeah, I agree." It was actually a relief that Summit now knew about us. I felt less anxious about hiding things. "You wanna go back in?" I asked after a few moments of silence. "To be honest I have no interest in going in there to watch that movie." "Well then…" I raised an eyebrow at him and tried to give my best suggestive look. "You wanna go upstairs?" He gave me my favorite sexy grin as he put out his cigarette in the ashtray. He stood up without saying a word and strutted back into the hotel…my panties were immediately wet. We entered my room quickly and the moment I turned around to face him he took a step forward and pushed me up against the door. I had just enough time to catch the smirk on his face before his lips were on mine and his tongue was in my mouth. I instantly moaned at the contact after missing him all afternoon and then let out a series of whimpers as he lifted me up so that my legs were wrapped around his waist and pinned me to the door. His lips moved from mine down my neck and I closed my eyes and cursed under my breath when I felt his growing erection right against my center. He nipped on my neck a little, earning a small moan from me, and gripped my ass firmly in his hands while he thrusted his hips into me, revealing that he was now sporting

a full hard on. I smiled as he continued his assault on me neck. Even though I had been with him just that morning, I felt like I hadn't had his dick in days. I was overwhelmed by how much I needed him. "I don't need foreplay…" I whispered as I dug my nails into his back. "I just need you inside me." He laughed and then put me down. "Whatever you say" He slapped my ass in then walked off. "Get your sweet ass naked while I go find a condom" "I put them in the drawer by the bed" I said to him as I shimmied off my jeans. I followed him into the  bedroom where he tossed a condom on the bed and then started to remove his clothes as well. When we were  both down to our underwear I crawled across the bed until I was in front of where he was standing on my knees and then put my arms around his neck. I ran my hands up into his hair and smiled at him. "You're beautiful" I said without even thinking ab out it. He furrowed his eyebrows at me and laughed. "Way to emasculate me, Kris." His laugh turned into a smirk. "What? It's true. You're not just sexy or hot…you're beautiful" He shook his head with another chuckle and then leaned in to kiss me. The kiss turned from playful to passionate very quickly and I was soon moaning into his mouth again. However, I pulled back with a frown when he pulled me off of the bed and to my feet. "What are you doing?" I whined. "You're supposed to be getting me into bed…not pulling me off of it"' "I don't want you in the bed" He said with a kiss to punctuate his statement. "I want you right here…" I was confused for a split second but I understood right away when he turned me to face the bed and pressed gently on my back. A fresh wave of wetness reached my panties as I whimpered in realization of what he wanted. I took a step back, my ass meeting his crotch, and then leaned forward so that my elbows rested on the mattress. He ran his hands up and down my back a few times and then moved them to my hips and slipped his fingers under the strings of my thong that he then slid down my legs. I stepped out of it and kicked it to the side. He returned one hand to my back and then rubbed the other one over my ass and down towards where I ached for him. He slid one finger into my wet center and let out the sexiest groan I had ever  heard. Now we both knew how ready I was for him. I looked back at him over my shoulder when I felt both of his hands leave my body and smiled when I saw him remove his boxers and toss them aside. "Hand me that condom, baby" He mumbled as he nodded towards the bed in front of me. I turned back around and grabbed it and then lifted my hand up over my shoulder. He took it from me and then I heard the ripping of the package. I felt one of his hands return to my back again and then a moment later the tip of his cock was at my entrance, teasing me. I moaned loudly as he rubbed it up and down my wetness and slipped just the tip in. "Rob…" I whimpered in a tone that conveyed what I needed. What I needed was for him stop fucking around and get inside me all the way. He chuckled softly and then pushed the rest of his length into me, causing us both to moan. I could feel how

much tighter I was from this angle so I was positive that he noticed as well. If he had been any bigger it would have been painful. His thrusts started off slow and soft but quickly developed into d eep, hard, and faster motions. He was hitting my G spot perfectly. I gripped onto the sheets tightly in an attempt to steady myself against h is hips slamming into me. I think he noticed I was having issues with it because he moved both of his hands to my waist and held me firmly in place. I gasped as he went harder and gripped the sheets more tightly even though I didn't need to anymore. Earlier this morning, I fought to try and keep my orgasm at bay but I didn't even bother this time. It would have been useless to do so because it was coming like a freight train and nothing I did was going to stop it. I didn't even care that it came ridiculously fast; I wasn't even embarrassed that Rob's magic penis could get me off in less than five minutes. My legs shook violently as I started clenching around Rob and my mouth hung open in ecstasy but I was dead silent. I felt like I was moaning, yet no sound came out. The orgasm itself was epic so I couldn't explain my lack of sound at its arrival, but I didn't care…I was too high to care. When it was over and my vocal cords started to function again the only sound that I made was a small whimper and rapid intakes of air as I tried to catch my breath. I felt Rob slow his movements but I was still incapable of forming words to ask  what he was doing. "Did you just come?" He said breathlessly in a confused tone. I figured he was caught off guard by my silence but was still able to acknowledge my release due to my  body's reactions. I opened my mouth to answer him but all that came out was another whimper. He stopped his movements when he got no response from me. "Kristen" he said, as if he was trying to pull me out of a day dream. "Y-yeah…" I managed to finally croak out. I followed it up with a nod but I wasn't sure if he saw it. "Are you…okay?" He sounded mostly confused and a little concerned. I nodded again. "K-keep going" I whispered between sharp breaths. I was perfectly satisfied but his lack of release had not gone unnoticed. He started to move again but his motions were hesitant. "I'm fine" I tried to assure him. He pulled out and rolled me over onto my back. Right I was about to protest him stopping, however, he made a move to re-enter me. He slid back in quickly, hooked my legs up over his arms, and then leaned down and kissed me. I returned his kiss eagerly, desperate to be close to him, but we both had to pull back quickly since we were out of breath to begin with. He moved in and out of me slowly and let his lips find their way down my jaw and my neck, placing soft kisses all over my heated skin. He wasn't fucking me anymore; he was taking his time to feel every inch of my depths. My hands explored everywhere I could reach. All over his back, up into his hair, and up and down his arms. A distinct gasp and grunt told me that he was on the edge of coming and sure enough he was there only a moment later. Unlike mine, his orgasm was very voc al. I kissed across his neck as I listened to his moans and whimpers die down. We shared a few passionate kisses and then he pulled out and took a step back. He looked exhausted but I could still a smile forming on his lips as he rolled off the co ndom. "What are you smiling about?" I teased in a taunting voice as I moved to get under the covers.

"Nothing it's just" he paused and sighed tiredly "this gets better and better every time, and right when I think  it can't get any better…I'm blown away" Before I could think of the right words to respond to that he was already walking off towards the bathroom. A few minutes later he returned to the room, turned off the light, and then slid into bed next to me. I smiled as I felt his still naked body curl up behind me. I had grown to love the feeling of his breath on the back of  my neck while I fell asleep. It signified that he was there with me and I was in his arms. "Rob?" I asked quietly after a few minutes. "Hmm?" he responded sleepily. "Can you stay all night? I mean, now that we're not trying to hide it from our friends or employers I don't see the harm in you sleeping in here…" "Do you want me to stay all night?" I rolled my eyes. What I stupid question. "No, I was just asking if you could…I wasn't going to suggest it or anything." I said sarcastically. He laughed softly and tightened his arm around my waist. I got the best night's sleep of my life knowing that I would wake up in Rob's arms. . . . . . A/N: Sorry that the wait was a little bit longer than usual, gang. I hope you can all forgive me and still love me! I'm so glad that this story has gained so many awesome followers…THANK YOU! **REVIEWS** (Again, I'm sorry I can't respond to everyone! But I will try to always respond to those with questions or ideas…) LVQueen1 – I'm glad that you really look forward to my updates, because I really look forward to your reviews! Taty – I hope this chapter answered all of your questions about Shannon… Fatal attractions – I could never make Rob a cheater hahaha I love to love him too much! Everyone seemed to assume that what he had to say was bad, but Rob is too perfect in my eyes :)

Robpfan – we all love Rob too much to see him fuck up like that! Tammy – I'm so glad that you are so anxious for new chapters! That means a lot… Brpatzlover – I think that was the best review I have ever gotten. I cracked up hysterically! Let me know the effect that this lemon had on your panties…hope it was as good as the last one! X ray – Shannon assumed that it was Rob's condom because who else would Kristen be sleeping with? Everyone was already speculating they were together so it just makes sense.

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I would have preferred to wake up from my first full night spent with Rob peacefully and not to the sound of  his phone vibrating loudly against the wood of the bedside table but hey, shit happens. "Rob" I groaned when the horrible sound didn't stop. I had no idea how he didn't hear what I had by this  point decided was the loudest phone ever but his steady breathing told me that he was still asleep. "Rob…" I said again a little louder.  Nothing. I turned around with a sigh and shoved a pillow at him. "Rob, Wake the fuck up" He finally stirred and then stretched with a groan. "What?" he asked sleepily. "Make your phone stop buzzing…" I turned back around again facing away from him and clutched onto my  pillow as I closed my eyes and waited for silence. "Hello?" I wasn't expecting him to answer it, I thought he would just silence it and go back to sleep. I opened my eyes to look at the clock and was surprised that it was already almost ten o'clock. It felt so much earlier than that. "Hey, mom" I smiled at how his accent made 'mom' sound like 'mum'. "Yeah…no…it doesn't matter, whenever you want I guess...yeah, that's fine…okay…okay…yeah, it's been nice…I know…yeah, me too… sorry, I'm just tired…okay, yeah we will see you then…mkay…love you too…bye." I heard him put the  phone down and then a moment later he snuggled up behind me and wrapped his arm around me tightly. "Hi, baby" he breathed against the back of my neck. He hadn't shaved since we had been in London and the stubble on his face tickled. "Morning" I said with a giggle. "Did you sleep well?" He asked.

"Very well, what about you?" "Mhmmm" "What did your mom want?" I asked and then yawned. "She just wanted to know what time we would be over" "What did you tell her?" "I told her we could come over whenever and she suggested five so I told her that was fine" "How long does it take to get there?" "About twenty five minutes" "Will they all be there?" I knew he was close to his mother and I was so anxious about meeting her that I hadn't thought about the rest of his family. "Just my parents and Victoria…Lizzy is out of town." "Oh…" "Still nervous?" "A little" "Don't be" He propped himself up on his elbow and leaned over to kiss the side of my neck. "You wanna shower with me?" I smiled as he rubbed his hand over my stomach. "Of course…" We both got up and headed to the bathroom where I immediately reached for my toothbrush. I squirted some toothpaste on to it and shoved it into my mouth. I glanced at Rob and found a strange look on his face. "What?" I muttered through the toothbrush in my mouth. "I'm debating whether or not I want to go and get my toothbrush" "Well don't think I'm gonna kiss you with that nasty ass morning breath" I said with a smile as I spit and rinsed in the sink. He shook his head with a smile and left the bathroom. "Do you still have that gift basket they left in our rooms before we got here?" He called to me "Yeah, why?" "It has a toothbrush in it" "It's by the door" I called back to him.

He returned a moment later unwrapping a green toothbrush that looked like the ones they give you at the dentist. He put some toothpaste on it and then held it up to me like you would a glass in a toast. "Pucker up, sweetheart" He said with a smile and then started brushing. I rolled my eyes and started the water in the shower so that it could warm up. I turned back around to face Rob and found his eyes roaming up and down my naked body. "Stop it, you creep." I blushed and he smiled and then I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him tightly. I kissed his back and rubbed my arms over his chest and up and down his abs. He spit, rinsed, and then turned around in my arms to face me. "Oh now you're embarrassed?" He mused as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "What happened to the girl I had in bed this time yesterday?" He raised his eyebrows at me and I furrowed mine at him. "Harder…  baby fuck me…" He said in high pitched voice with a smirk on his face. "Oh I know you're not trying to imitate me." "Oh, of course not…" He laughed and then picked me up and carried me into the shower. . . . . "What am I supposed to wear? What's appropriate attire to go hang out with h is family?" I questioned. "Kristen's in loooooooveeeeee" Marissa sang from where she was sitting on the end of my bed. "Sorry to break it to you Marissa…but you're really not helping…" I said in annoyance. I was sitting on the floor in front of my suitcase desperately searching for something decent. I had tried on so many different options that I was now just sitting in my bra an d some jeans. "You never stress over what to wear, Kris. You always just throw on some jeans and a T shirt and go. You must really be in to him if you're stressing about it this much." "I just want to make a good impression, that's all." "And obviously you too can barely keep your hands off of each other" she said, ignoring me. "Don't think  that we don't all know where you disappeared to last night" "Yeah it was one big fuckfest, now can you please help me find something in this suitcase to wear?" She laughed and then got up to come over to me but then I heard a knock at the door. "Can you get that? It's  probably Rob…I'm running late." "Yeah, I'll get it" She headed out of the bedroom and towards the door and a moment later I heard them both speaking. "She's being a major pain in the ass…can't settle on something to wear" I heard Marissa explain as they both approached the room.

"You're not ready?" Rob asked as the both walked in. "I have nothing to wear" I explained. "I don't know about my family, but I would be perfectly fine looking at you in that all night…" Rob said as he wiggled his eyebrows at me suggestively. I rolled my eyes. I hardly even noticed I still had no shirt on. "On that note…" Marissa chimed in. "I'm gonna head out of here, you two have a good time" she said as she gathered her purse off the bed. She left after we both said goodbye to her and then I stood up and examined what Rob was wearing. Maybe that would give me some insight on what I should put on. He had on jeans with a simple gray T shirt, a blue  plaid button up over that, and a black knit beanie on his head. It was a casual outfit but of course he radiated  perfection anyway. Clothes didn't make Rob look good…Rob made clothes look good. "Kristen it honestly doesn't matter what you wear, just put something on." I looked back at my suitcase and frowned. "Would you rather make us late?" "Okay, okay…" I picked up a long sleeved navy blue sweater type thing and pulled it on. This had been Marissa's pick so I figured I should just go with it. "Is this okay?" I asked him. "Yes, you look gorgeous…let's go." I sighed and jumped over scattered clothes on the floor to get to the  bathroom and look over myself one last time in the mirror. I had Marissa do my hair and makeup before he got here so thankfully I at least looked good in that department. "Alright, let's get out of here before I decide I need to change again" I walked out of the bathroom and gathered my cell phone and wallet. "Hey…" He said as he walked over to me "You look perfect, stop worrying" He leaned in to place a sweet kiss on my lips and I forgot all about what I had been stressing over. He pulled away and kissed me on the forehead once before taking a step back and looking at his watch. "Come on, let's go" . . . . "Calm down, babe…you're fidgeting" Rob said as he pulled up to his house. "Your house is cute" I chose to ignore his comment about my nerves and attempt to distract myself from them. We got out of his car and the first thing he did was take my hand firmly in his. I took a deep breath. On top of  other things, the fact that the first time we would be acting like a real couple in front of people would be with his family was making me feel extra I'm-gonna-shit-my-pants-ish. "Let's do this" I said, trying to fake confidence. He laughed and shook his head as he led us right through the

front door. "Robbie!" His mom came running into the entry way after hearing the door shut and his dad sister walked in shortly after. I tried not to laugh at the cute nickname and stood there awkwardly as Rob and his mom hugged and greeted each other. "Mom…" Rob said as he released her from his arms "I'd like to formally introduce you to Kristen" We had seen each other a few times in passing but we had never actually been introduced before. I extended one hand out to her awkwardly and rand the other one nervously through my hair…a nervous habit I had acquired. "No, no, no, darling. You don't have to be all formal here." she went right past my hand and wrapped me in a  big hug. "It's so nice to see you…Robert had grown quiet fond of you" I looked over her shoulder to see an embarrassed looking Rob going to greet his sister and father. We finished introductions and then all migrated to the kitchen where his mother was still cooking. "You want a beer, Kris?" Rob asked as he headed towards the refrigerator. "Uh…no, thanks" I leaned back against the counter top across the kitchen. "You sure?" He pulled a beer out for himself and popped the cap off "you're actually legal here…" he said with a smirk. "You make it sound like all we drink in this house is beer, Robert" His mom said from in front of the stove. "It is" Rob mumbled. His mom rolled her eyes and turned to me. "Kristen sweetie, we have water, soda, juice…whatever you want" She said to me "Uh, water would be great" Rob grabbed a bottle of water out of the refrigerator and then walked over to me. I took it from him and took a sip. He leaned up against the counter right next to me and discreetly slipped his arm around my waist while he took a sip of beer but it didn't go unnoticed by his mother, who looked over at as and smiled slyly. "So when is this awards show that you all are in London for?" "Tomorrow" answered Rob. "Will you two be attending as a couple?" Rob sighed. "No, mom. I told you we're not going public…just because Summit knows doesn't mean that the whole world knows" "Well I really don't see what the problem is" "Even if we wanted to be public, Summit doesn't want us to be and I want to stay on good terms with them." "Why do they care? It's not really their business is it?" Victoria asked. "Of course they care" Rob said as if she was crazy. "Rob's right" His dad now chimed in. "They know that if the public knew about an official relationship

 between them then fans would focus more on that than the movies." Rob and I both nodded. "I'm sure it's hard to not be able to feel close in public places." His mom said. "We manage" Rob answered as he looked over at me with a smile. "Are things worse in the states?" His dad asked "God yes" I answered. "I can't even walk the streets of L.A alone without being bombarded, but it's even worse if Rob and I are together…they go crazy. It's funny though, when I get attacked it's just paparazzi. When Rob gets attacked its paparazzi and groups of twelve year old girls." Victoria giggled and his parents  both smiled. "It's not funny!" Rob whined. "I swear those girls are dangerous." "Yeah Rob, you should be so afraid of the prepubescent twilight groupies…" I mused. His family was all laughing now. "You act like they are all chasing you with weapons, Robbie" Victoria said through giggles. "You all laugh now, but each of you are going to feel like assholes when something happens to me." "What are you anticipating is going to happen to you, Rob?" I said through my own laughter now. "Are they gonna hold you down and force you to bite them?" Rob's mom looked at us as if we were the cutest two newborn puppies she had ever seen. "So if you don't mind me asking…" she started "How long have you two been together? I mean, there have  been tabloid rumors about it ever since before the first movie even came out, but I'm just curious when it actually happened." "Not long…" I looked over at Rob as I tried to remember exactly how long it has been. "Uh, I guess something has been going on for a couple months now." "Well I think there has been something between us for a lot longer than that but we only acted on it a couple months ago…" Rob said. I ran my hand up into my hair as I felt myself getting nervous again. "We were really good friends for a long time first" I added. "Well that's the best way to do it." His dad approved. "I think that's great, especially in your circumstances, to really know each other first." "Absolutely" his mom agreed. She then announced that dinner was ready. I like how real and down to earth Rob's family was. They made me feel totally relaxed and they were just so normal. We all served ourselves in the kitchen cafeteria-style and ate off of miss-matched dishes. I loved that they didn't make a huge ordeal out of my presence and w were able to eat as if they were a normal family on any other normal night. "We are so glad that you are able to join us, Kristen." Clare said as we dug into our dinner. "Thank you so much for having me."

"Oh, of course dear." "And this is delicious, by the way" I added after taking another bite. "We never get to have home cooked food so this is great." She smiled at me warmly. "Yeah, everything is great mom" Rob agreed. "How old are you Kristen? I don't think Robert has ever said…" Clare said after a moment "I'm nineteen" both of his parents looked surprised. "Oh wow I had no idea you were so young, you are very mature for your age" "Thanks" I mumbled nervously. Would they think I was too young for Rob? He wasn't that much older than me… The conversation during dinner was kept pretty light. Both of his parents asked me questions about my family and childhood. I like that they seemed as if they were genuinely interested in getting to know me. When everyone was finished eating I tried to help clear the table but Clare was having none of that. "Nonsense Kristen, you're a guest. You're not going to help clean. Robbie, why don't you show her around? I'm sure she would like to see more of your home than your kitchen" "Uh…yeah, okay" Rob stood up and then led me out of the Kitchen and into the living room. His dad and sister stayed in the kitchen. "So, um, this is the living room." "I see that…" I said with a laugh. "Down that hall is my parents room and through that way is the study" he said as we passed a short dark  hallway and entered the entry way. He then turned and led me up the stairs. The second floor was one long hallway with several doors off of it in both d irections. "Umm, down that way are my sisters rooms and  bathrooms" he said as he pointed to the left. "None of us kids are hardly ever here but they have kept all of  our rooms the same." He then turned to the right and led me down to the second door on the left. "And this is my room." Rob's room was relatively empty since he was nev er here but there were a few touches of his personality around. The bed was made with a green comforter and on one side of it was a guitar on a stand while to the other side of it was a tall bookcase filled with books. I went straight to the bookcase and kneeled down in front of it to examine his collection. I grabbe d one book of the third bottom shelf excitedly. "East of Eden" I said with an approving nod. "Your favorite…" He said as he sat down next to me. I smiled and put the book back. "I like you're room, it's very…you." I said "Well…except for the comforter." "What do you mean? Green is my favorite color." "No it's not" I said as I looked over at him. "Gray is your favorite color."

"Gray used to be my favorite color." He corrected me. "Why the change?" "Because green is the color of your eyes" He said as if it were common sense. I felt the playful smile slowly melt off my lips as my face grew serious. I gazed into his eyes and he gazed right back into mine. Shouldn't I be used to his charm by now? Shouldn't I have accepted the fact that he was  perfect? I put my hand over his and then leaned over to give him a chaste kiss on the lips. "Have we completed the tour?" I asked "Nope, you haven't seen the best part yet." "Well then lead the way, Robbie" He laughed and we both stood up. He led me out of his room and around the corner to two large French doors. We went through them and were then standing on a large balcony. "I used to come out here and watch the sun rise when I couldn't sleep" He explained. "It's beautiful" The balcony over looked the backyard and had a spiral staircase that led down to the back   patio. "Is that a trampoline?" I asked excitedly. I didn't even wait for him answer. I made a mad dash for the staircase and then ran straight across the backyard towards a huge trampoline. I hadn't been on one since I was a little kid and for some reason I was thrilled by it. "What are you doing?" Rob said as he walked towards the trampoline a moment later  "Come jump with me" I said as I started bouncing. "I uh…I'm good" He stood there watching me with his hands stuck in his pockets awkwardly. "Oh come on, Robbie" "Are you going to make a habit of calling me that now?" "Of course I am. It's too good not to use" I started jumping higher. "Be careful, babe…that thing hasn't been used in years" I sighed and sat down. "Come here" He stood there for a minute just looking at me and then finally jumped up on the trampoline and sat next to me. I lay down on the black material and then he joined me so that we were both looking up at the sky. "The stars are pretty" "Mhmm" he agreed. I took his hand in mine and looked over at him. "You were right. I think I was worried abo ut nothing…I really like your family and they're really n ice." He smiled and then pulled me over to him so that I was in his arms with my head on his chest. "I told you."

"You don't think that they think I'm too young for you do you?" "No. You're only four years younger that's not a big deal" "True…you're immature anyway" I said with a smile. He chuckled and kissed my head. "Maybe this will teach you that you have the tendency to freak out over nothing. I knew that they would love you just as much as I do." My heart skipped a beat in surprise. Did he mean that or was it just worded badly? "I uh…I'm sorry…I…I didn't mean it like that." "You didn't?" I wasn't mad that he said he didn't mean it like that I was just confused as to what he was trying to say. "Well…I just…it's just that…I mean I…." I sat up and turned to face him. He looked like a little kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar. "Its okay, Rob. You don't have to explain…I know what you meant." I felt bad for putting him in an awkward position. "I mean, I'm not trying to say that I don't it's just…that's not what I meant at the moment." Well wha t the fuck is that supposed to mean? "Its fine" There was a long uncomfortable moment of awkward silence. "What would you think if I said that I did?" I just stared at him blankly. "Would you think it was too soon?" "It would make me a hypocrite if I thought that." There you go. I basically just told Rob that I loved him. I hadn't really given it much thought before but now that I did it was perfectly clear to me. I loved everything about him. It was illogical to be in love with someone after such a short amount of time but then again, nothing about the way I felt for him was logical. And besides, we had been such good friends for such a long time before we got together that it's not like I didn't know him. I knew him well. I looked at him and bit my lip nervously. The expression he had on his face was an odd one; one that I couldn't read. He opened his mouth as if he were going to say something but then shut it again. He got off the trampoline quickly and then ran a hand up into his hair...he was nervous. "We uh…we should probably go back in…" He mumbled awkwardly. "Yeah, okay" I hopped off the trampoline and straightened out my clothes. I couldn't help but feel a little rejected, anyone would, but I couldn't be mad at him. Like I said, it was illogical to expect anything different. . . . . .

A/N: No worries, the visit with the family is not over…this was just the first half. SO…if there is anything else you would like to see happen at this point then speak now or forever hold your peace. Don't get mad at Rob…it's really soon and he's just feeling a little confused… for the moment . I'm sorry if this chap was boring but I found wayyy more difficult to write the visiting the family part than I thought it would be… I WANT TO KNOW WHAT MY BELOVED READERS IDEAS ARE FOR THIS STORY! Even if it doesn't have to do with his family...if there is something you think would be cool to see happen between Rob and Kristen, don't hesitate to suggest it! Other people may like your idea too! **REVIEWS** Tine – well congrats, you get another chap today! YAY! Taty – I'm not going to include all those stupid rumors and girls so no worries there but I will say that things will be hard for them…it has to be or it just wouldn't be realistic ya know? Carolbennati – I certainly hope you got some good Rpatz dreams out of that ;) Brpatzlover – yes my Rob definitely knows HOW to work it…and thanks for the hugs and spankies babe! I'm glad my lemons get you all hot and bothered. Tammy – you are SO welcome! You can be as greedy as you want with my stories :) Robpfan – you are very right…noisy O's are not always better….. Fatal attractions – I don't know why they didn't include deleted scenes but I'm not happy about it! LVQueen1 – glad I was able to spice up your day ;) I have thought about the condom thing but I haven't decided how I think that would play out yet X-ray – Shannon simply just didn't know that Summit knew about their relationship yet

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After our awkward and uncomfortable moment on the trampoline, we walked back inside in silence. I certainly wasn't mad at Rob, but I was feeling a little embarrassed. I wished that whole conversation had just never happened. "Did you finish showing her around?" Clare asked as we walked through the back door. "Yeah" he mumbled. "Your home is beautiful" I said to her with a smile.

"Thank you, that's very kind" She answered as she returned my smile. "I was hoping maybe you and I could have some time alone, Kristen." She added. "Oh…uh, yeah of course" I was starting to feel nervous again. Was she going to tell me that she didn't approve of me for her son? "Wonderful, should we go out on the patio?" she motioned towards the back door. "Um, yeah sure." Rob gave me an awkward nod as he left the room and then I followed Clare out onto the  back patio. We sat down in two wicker chairs sitting side by side. "So" she began. "I'm assuming that you and Robert both have very strong feelings towards each other. You would have to in order to face the obstacles that our prevalent in your circumstances." "Yes, I care for him very much…" probably more than she expected. "And as I said, I know that he is very fond of you." "I'm glad." I said with a nervous smile. "I just wanted to make sure that you were aware of the hardships that your situation promises. I see that you care for him, and I am overjoyed that he has you in his life, but I do hope that you have considered how much work this will take. Obviously you two will be required to spend a lot of time apart in the future and without  being public with your relationship, it may be hard to feel assured of a commitment from each other. I just want you both to be prepared for that. I like you very much Kristen, but of course it is my duty as a mother to make sure that my baby boy doesn't get hurt." I ran my hand through my hand anxiously. First I make a fool of myself in front of Rob and then right afterwards I get to face the 'don't fuck with my son' speech. "I understand" I told her. "Like you said, I care for a great deal and I am very thankful that he is in my life as well. He is an amazing man and I am so lucky that we were brought together by this movie. It means a lot to me that you are accepting of our relationship." "I am…very much so. I feel that you two are good for each other. I can see in the way that you look at one another that you have a very special connection. I know my son better than anyone and I can see that he is happy with you." "Thank you. I certainly hope so." "Are you happy that the production company knows about your relationship now?" "Yes, I am. I feel that a lot of pressure has been taken off to hide everything all the time. It will be easier on set now to not feel like they are constantly watching us suspiciously. It will be a relief to be able to focus on my job and not if I'm looking at Rob the wrong way." "I'm glad that you are committed to your work. Robert takes his acting very seriously." "So do I. I'm living my lifelong dream." She smiled warmly and placed her hand over mine. "I am very grateful that my son has you. You two are a good thing and I am excited to watch your  relationship grow."

"Thank you. That means a lot to me." She squeezed my hand lightly and then stood up. I stood after her and then followed her back through the back door. We approached the living room where I could hear Rob and Victoria talking. "You're always like this, Rob. Why can't you embrace your feelings instead of fight them?" "There is no way you could possibly understand what I am feeling, Victoria." Clare cleared her throat as we entered the room and they both turned to look at us. I looked down and toyed with my hands uncomfortably. Victoria stood up and smiled at me. I think she sensed the tension between Rob and I. "Come on mom, let's go finish the dishes." Clare followed her out of the room an d then it was just Rob and I. I sighed and went to sit on the couch across from the chair that Rob was in. "Kris, come sit with me." I looked up at him and couldn't help the smile I felt spreading across my lips. I was more than willing to go to my man. I stood up, went to him, and crawled into his lap so that I was sitting sideways and looking up at him. I sighed and buried my face in his neck. I took a deep breath and inhaled the scent that had become like crack to me. He cupped his hand around the back of my neck and tilted my head up to look at him. "Are we okay, baby?" He said as he leaned his forehead down against mine. I nodded vigorously and linked my arms around his neck. "Of course" I whispered. "Good" He closed the inch wide gap that remained between our lips and kissed me with a surprising amount of passion. I whimpered at the overwhelming feeling of how much I cherished his lips against mine. My tongue snaked past his lips and he responded with a delicious groan into my mouth. He slid his hands down to my waist and pulled my hips over him until I shifted myself to be straddling his lap. I slid my hands forward to rest on either side of his neck and then his… Mom walked in. "Oh!" I heard her say in surprise from behind me. I was off of Rob's lap and on my feet like a fucking bolt of lightning "I'm sorry" she apologized. "I didn't mean to interrupt, I was just going to ask if either of you wanted some ice cream for dessert…" "No…I'm good" Rob said as he shook with silent laughter. Clare turned to me. "Kristen?" "No, thank you though" She smiled and then left the room while Rob's laughter gained volume. "I'm glad that gave you a nice laugh" I said curtly as I sat down across from him on the couch. "You looked like you were gonna throw up" He said as his laughter continued. "I thought I was! That wasn't funny…" "Yes it was."

"Should I apologize to her?" I asked seriously. Apparently this was funny too bec ause his laughter grew louder. "Why would you apologize?" "Um I don't know, maybe for getting it on with her son in her own home?" "Oh stop it…" he said as his laughter finally started to d ie down. "She's knows that people tend to kiss when they are dating, Kristen." "Yeah, kiss maybe. Not straddle her son and shove my tongue down his throat right in front of her." "Oh come on, it's not like she was in the room and you just jumped me." "She probably thinks I'm a whore now." "Yeah, probably." I rolled my eyes at him and he smiled. "I'm serious." He laughed and came over to stand in front of me where I was sitting on the couch. "Well…" He put his right knee on the cushion next to me and leaned over until his face was dangerously close to mine. "If she already thinks you're a whore then we might as well keep going, huh?" "Yeah right…" I scoffed as I put my hands on his chest and tried unsuccessfully to push him away from me. "That is the only action you will ever be getting in this house." "Oh yeah?" He moved to the side a little and started planting sloppy kisses all ove r the side of my neck. "Stop it!" I said as I started to giggle and continued to try and push him off of me. "What? She already thinks you're a major slut, right?" He said as he started laughing with me. He started tickling my sides as he moved his lips to my jaw. "Baby…stop…" I choked out through my hysterical laughter. "I don't think so." He started tickling me harder and was now showering my face with kisses while I cowered away from him. "I am so serious right now. If you don't stop I am going to pee all over this couch." "Okay, okay…" He stood up and continued to look down at me with a beautiful smirk. "You're an asshole." I stood up and straightened my clothes out. "I'm falling in love with you." My head shot up to look at him. "What?" He sighed and sat down on the couch. I sat down beside him and waited anxiously for him to explain. "I'm sorry that I pussied out of our conversation earlier, It just freaked me out a bit. I could tell that you were feeling a little let down but it just seems way too soon for that. I came in and talked to Victoria about how I

was feeling while you talked to my mom and I see things a little more clearly now. I know that we have known each other for a long time now but I just don't think we have been in a relationship long enough to truly be in love with each other. I take that word very seriously and I have never told a girlfriend that I loved her before. However, I do think that my feelings for you are as deep as they can be at this point…and I do think that I am falling in love with you." I could have cried with happiness at his words but I thankfully held onto my dignity. I took his hand in mine and smiled at him widely. "I completely understand. I think I was confused by the intensity of my feelings for you and how quickly I was feeling them, but I agree that it is too soon for that…" I paused and took a deep breath. "And I want you to know that I also take that word very seriously and I think that I am falling in love with you too." He smiled and leaned in to kiss me chastely. "Good" He said. "Good" I agreed with a nod. . . . . . A/N: I hope you all liked Rob's mommy get all sweet and protective over her baby… :) **REVIEWS** (last chapter didn't get very many reviews…I hope all of my readers are still with me!) Robpfan – As you can see…your idea was definitely used here…I hope you have your internet up so you can read this asap! Hollywood – I liked your idea of someone walking in on them kissing I just changed the details a bit. Thanks! Brpatzlover – all of your favorite parts were my favorite parts too! Kristen will probably get to spend some time with Lizzy at some point. I have thought about him composing a song for her and also your idea of some drama going on…I want to do both I'm just waiting for the right time to do it I guess. I haven't gotten an idea yet that just feels right. Aratto – thank you! I'm glad you are enjoying :)

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SORRY FOR THE DELAY! I'M BACK!

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"I think that went well." Rob commented as he drove back to the hotel with my hand in his. "Yeah, it did." It did go well but I was still glad that it was over. "So my mom didn't scare you off then when she wanted to talk to you alone?" "Nope. You're her baby boy; she just wanted to make sure I have good intentions with you." "Do you have good intentions with me?" He asked with a smirk. I laughed and leaned back against the headrest of the seat. "Indeed I do." He smiled and lifted our intertwined hands to his lips and then kissed the back of mine. "I don't want to leave London…" I said after a few minutes of silence. He sighed. "Neither do I. It's nice to feel normal for on ce…well, at least more normal than we do anywhere else." I nodded in agreement. "We can come back and visit when we're done filming." He added. "Together?" I could just imagine the headlines now…'Rob takes Kristen home with him' "No, separately…" He said in a sarcastic tone. "Obviously I want to come back together I just feel like the media would be all over that." He put the car in  park in the parking garage and then sighed before we both got out. "Look," He started as we made our way towards the elevator. "There is a difference between hiding our  relationship and not flaunting our relationship. Just because I'm not going to go run to the tabloids with details doesn't mean that I'm going to change my life to try and hide it. I'm not going to talk about us to the  press but I'm not going to say that we are not together either. I intend to just not comment on it at all. They can assume what they want and I'm aware that things are going to get even crazier than they are now but just know that I don't plan on sneaking around to see you." I stayed silent as we made our way into the entrance of the hotel. It wasn't because I disagreed with what he was saying, I was just lost in thought about everything. People are not stupid. When we started taking trips together and visiting each o ther when we were off working on different films, wouldn't it be obvious that something was going on? Would we look   pathetic for trying to hide it? But I figured he was right, they could assume what they wanted. "Will you stay with me?" I asked as we approached my room. He nodded in agreement but I could feel tension between us. I think he had taken my lack of response to his speech as hostility but I wasn't sure what to say to let him know that it wasn't like that. Maybe it was to a certain extent, but I at least understood where he was coming from.

I was exhausted from having worked myself up with anxiety all day and I just wanted to go to bed. Rob headed straight for the bathroom and I immediately stripped down to my underwear and slid between the sheets. I felt the bed dip down with his weight a few minutes later and knew that I needed to say something when he didn't cuddle up behind me. I turned over to face him and reached out to grab his hand that was resting on the pillow next to his head. I locked my fingers with his and paused a moment before speaking. "Rob, I don't want you to think that because I didn't say anything in the parking garage earlier that I didn't agree with what you said. I wouldn't want you to get the impression that I'm not serious about you or that I am ashamed to admit my feelings to anyone. My reluctance isn't about that it's just about privacy. And I was only so quiet because I was thinking about everything." He turned his head to look over at me and began stroking his thumb across the side of my hand that was holding his. "I don't think that, sweetheart. I just wanted you to know how I felt about it because I know that in the  beginning I was all about keeping it as private and hidden as possible but now that my feelings have deepened for you so much I'm determined not to let the media or our careers get in the way of making this work." "You're right. You and I are more important than what the media is saying. And you're also right about just making no comments either way. If we don't confirm nor deny anything than there's not much of a story they can get from it. At least, whatever story they do come up with will be the only thing they've got and they aren't going to publish the same thing every week." "Exactly. If we say no we are not together then it will be a bunch of stories about our horrible break up and what happened between us. If we come out and say okay yes we are together, then it will be a bunch of  stories about how we are cheating on each other or struggling to make things work." I couldn't help but notice as he spoke how beautiful he looked in the moonlight coming through the window. "I just don't want to put our relationship through that." I nodded and then reached out with my free hand to stroke his cheek. He turned to his side and wrapped his arm around my waist to pull me closer. He slid his hand up my back until it was cupped around the back of my neck and then he tilted my head up so that his lips could meet mine. I slid my leg between his and my tongue into his mouth so I could deepen the kiss while his hands moved down to my ass. We made out for awhile and then he moved one hand up to flick  the clasp of my bra open and then quickly relocated it to the floor. He rolled over so that he was hovering over me and I immediately moved my hands to his waist to start pushing his boxe rs down. He knew what I wanted and finished removing them himself before taking my underwear off of me as well. His body moved down the bed and then suddenly his mouth was attached to my left breast. I whimpered and fisted my hands in his hair. His mouth soon left the nipple he had been sucking on and his lips started trailing down my stomach. When he put his hands on my thighs and started pushing my legs further apart as his lips moved lower, I knew what he was about to do…but I had other plans. I needed him all the way. "Rob…" I whimpered. "I want you inside me." He smiled against my stomach and then moved off of me and crawled across the bed to reach into the bedside table and get a condom. He turned to lay down on his back  so that he could roll the condom on but when he moved to roll back on top of me I put a hand on his chest to stop him. "I wanna be on top." I whispered as I crawled over and straddled him. I kissed him chastely and then sat back up so that I could kneel up on my knees and lower myself onto him. He let out a low groan and I moaned softly as me entered me. Each time he slid into me I could feel myself  straining to accommodate him, as if my body just couldn't get used to his size. I planted my hands on either  side of his head as I started to moved and he put his hands on my hips to help show me the pace he wanted. We set a steady rhythm and then he started thrusting his hips up to meet my movements so that he could

reach me deeper. It was enthralling but it was too fast. "Rob can we…ohh…slow down?…I just want to…uhhnn…feel yo –" "It's okay, baby" He said raspily while running his hands up and down my thighs. "We'll slow down." I slowed myself down and he stopped his movements all together. I couldn't deny that I was a little self  conscious of my abilities being on top. It was hard for me to ride him as fast as he could thrust into me and I was feeling a little nervous. This was the only time I had ever been on top other than our first time and that was only for a few minutes. "I think I suck on top…" I mumbled as my breathing starting to calm down after we slowed ourselves. He chuckled breathlessly. "Just do what feels good." I started moving my hips in a circular motion and received a small boost of  confidence when he closed his eyes and moaned. He opened them again a moment later and gazed up at me with lustful eyes. "You're so beautiful…" He said, sliding his fingertips up and down my forearm. His eyes shifted down to my breasts and I felt my nipples harden in excitement. I rocked my hips back and forth while his hands roamed everywhere. His fingertips brushed across my stomach, my forearms, my hips, and my lower back…everywhere he could reach. I liked making love to Rob like this, it felt like we were more focused on just being together and feeling each other instead of working towards something. However, there was only so much build up we could take. After awhile of me rocking on top of him and us  both running our hands all over each other's bodies, our moans and whimpers were getting louder and more frequent. Our breathing had quickened back up and gotten heavier. Rob was the first way to say something. "Kris," He croaked through his panting. "I need to… shit …I need to come…" "Okay" I choked out with a nod. I lifted myself up with my knees and then clenched my muscles and lowered back down onto him. He moaned loudly at the new friction gripped my hips. "Damn, you feel so…" He paused and whimpered. "So good." I tried to set a fast and steady pace but it was hard to keep my balance over him without leaning over too far  and him slipping out of me. I tried moving my hands behind me to rest on either side of his thighs but that limited how far up I could go without straining my back. I whimpered in frustration and move d my hands in front of me instead so they were on each side of his stomach. I lifted my eyes to look at him and stopped moving all together when I saw him shaking with silent laughter. "Are you seriously laughing at me?" I said through my still heavy breathing. He didn't speak until his laughter died down to just a smile. "Are you having issues?" He asked while breaking into a fresh set of laughter. I felt myself coil back in surprise. What the fuck? "Fuck you, Rob…" I moved to get off of him but his hands which were still on my hips held me down. "Don't be like that, babe. I'm joking."

"Well, it's not funny. Just let me off, you were right…I suck at this." "I didn't say that." "You might as well have…" We were both still fairly out of breath. "You don't suck at it, Kristen; you just looked so cute trying to figure out what to do with your hands." His hands moved up and down my sides in an attempt to comfort me. "Let me help you" I was irritated with him  but I still wanted my orgasm. "Fine but I'm still pissed." He laughed and shook his head. His hands moved from my hips and he lifted his arms, bending his elbows in a ninety degree angle with his palms facing up. "Give me your hands." I put my hands in his and he locked our fingers together. I understood what he was doing; he was providing me with some kind of leverage to pull myself up. I was still kind of irritated. I felt like we were having to start over since he had completely killed the mood. I pushed myself up, using his hands, and it was much easier. When I was up on my knees Rob bent his legs so that his feet were planted flat against the bed and his knees were up in the air. The move made it so that I was propped up with my ass resting against his thighs. Our new angle allowed him to slide into my further  and hit just the right spot. I whimpered softly when I felt the change. Maybe the mood wasn't killed after all. How was he so good at this? "You like that?" He asked with a smile. I nodded and gripped his hands more tightly as I began to move up and down on his shaft. It was much easier  now and I was quickly able to set a steady pace. "Tell me how good it feels." He gasped out, followed by a moan. "I can't…" I whispered through my heavy breathing. "There are no words…to describe…" My body was begging me for more so I sped myself up. Sensing that I needed something, Rob started lifting his hips to meet each of my thrusts powerfully. I moaned loudly and squeezed my muscles around him. "God, I love it when you do that." I did it again and earned a loud throaty moan from my sex God below me. It didn't take long until my body was being rocked with a powerful orgasm. It came without warning, but it was just as strong as ever. Rob followed soon after and I continued riding him until I had milked every last second of both of our pleasure. I collapsed against his chest and he started smoothing my hair away from my face while placing a kiss on my forehead. "I'm so tired…" I mumbled against his chest. "Sleep." He cooed to me. "We have a long day tomorrow." I groaned at the mention of tomorrow. The following night we were all going to the awards show and we would all spend the whole day prepping. "Can't we skip it?" I asked, only half joking. He laughed and lifted my hips as he pulled out of me. "That's the reason we even came to London at all." He reminded me. After disappearing to the bathroom for a couple minutes, he went to the side of the bed to turn off the lamp and then joined me between the sheets and

 pulled me back over to him. I cuddled into his side and pulled the covers up around us. "Sweet dreams my  beautiful girl." He whispered in my ear, followed by a kiss on the cheek. "Rob?" I asked sleepily. "Yeah?" He answered. "How are you so damn good at sex? In literally every position?" He laughed but didn't say anything. "You wear me out…" I muttered almost incoherently before I drifted into a deep sleep. . . . . . So I have been suffering from some mild writer's block recently (hence the lack of updates) and I figured it would be better to wait rather than post crap. But have no fear, readers…I'm back and feeling like myself again! I thought the best way to kick off my new round of updates would be with a short little lemon to apologize for my absence…this one was actually inspired by a really awkward moment between my fiancé and I in the bedroom haha. Next chapter should be up soon. **REVIEWS** Tine – that was definitely not rude, thank you! I'm glad I was able to write a chapter worthy of being called a genius :) haha. Brpatzlover – *sigh* as usual, your review brought a huge smile to my face. I love writing a playful Rob because from watching and interviews that is just how I think he would be in real life. So I'm glad you love reading about him! Amylily – I actually did see that interview where he said he didn't like kids, but I wrote that part just to show how friendly and sweet I wanted him to be. He wasn't being nice to the little girl because he likes kids, but just because he loves fans. And I plan on having him mention the kid think later. Thanks for your review though! Twilighted4ever & Olympia – Glad you two found the story and I'm happy to have some new readers! . . P.S: If you haven't checked out my new story yet, Life Had Other Plans, you should go do that :)

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I woke up the morning of the award's show to the sound of the alarm on my phone. I had set it so that I could get up to shower and eat before I needed to start getting ready but I really just wanted to go to sleep. I heard Rob groan next to me as I turned off the alarm. I put my phone back on the bedside table and curled myself  into his side. "What time is it?" He asked his voice thick with sleep. "Ten thirty…" I mumbled. "I don't want to get up…" "I have to meet with my stylist at noon so that I can get my suit." "You don't have it yet?" "We've already picked it out but I don't have it with me. She's bringing it today." "Oh…" I nuzzled my face into his neck. "What time is Marissa starting your hair and shit?" "One." "Let's get up and order some breakfast." "Mmmm…" I groaned. "I'm still tired…" I sighed as I felt Rob scoot away from me and then his weight leave the bed. I heard him fumbling around in the bathroom for a few minutes and then I heard the shower  turn on. It became clear to me that I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep so I got up and headed to the bathroom. I grabbed my toothbrush and brushed my teeth quickly. Once I felt kissable I went to the shower and pulled the curtain open. I laughed at Rob who jumped and almost dropped the soap. "You scared the shit out of me!" he said, startled. "I thought you went back to sleep." "And miss the chance to shower with you?" I said as if I was offended by the thought. "It is quiet a privilege, I must admit." He said with a smirk. I stepped into the shower and wrapped my arms around his waist with a smile. He put the soap down and then wrapped his arms around me as well in a big hug. We stood there for a while and he held me until I felt his arms leave me and saw out of the corner of my eye that he was reaching for the shampoo bottle. He squirted some into his hand, put the bottle down, and started massaging it into my scalp. I tightened my arms around his waist and sighed contently.

"I'm dreading tonight…" I mumbled against his chest. "Oh come on, it won't be that bad." "I just don't want to have to be around you all night and pretend that you don't mean anything to me." "We'll get through it; it's only a few hours." "Are we all going in the same car?" I asked him. "Actually, Summit requested that we be in separate cars and arrive separately." "Oh…" I paused for a moment. That annoyed me. "Why?" "I guess there are a lot of tabloids waiting to see if we show up together." He took a step forward so that my  back was under the water. "Tilt your head back." I did and he started rinsing my hair out. "Did you already wash your hair?" I asked as he finished with mine. He nodded and I gave him a pouty look. "I wanted to it…" He laughed and backed me up until my back was against the wall. He put his hands on either side of my head with his palms against the tile. "I'll give you an option…" "What's that?" I asked as I rubbed my hands over his abs. "You can spend the next five minutes either kissing me or rewashing my hair." "Why can't I do both?" "Because I'm on a schedule and I'm also starving and I need to eat before I go get my suit." "Hmmm…" I made a playful pondering face. "Well I guess I better make the most of my five minutes then huh?" I said as I slid my hand around the back of his neck and pulled his head down to me until his lips met mine. He smiled into the kiss and quickly slid his tongue into my mouth. Five minutes passed entirely too fast and it felt like we stopped making out only a second after we started. "Nooo…come back here…" I whined as I tried to pull him back to me. "Babe, we've got to get ready." He kissed me one more time on the lips quickly, then kissed my forehead, and was out of the shower before I knew it. "You finish up in there and I'm gonna order some food." He called to me as he left the bathroom. I finished showering and got out a few minutes later. I stepped out and dried off while I could hear Rob talking on the phone in the room. I threw some sweatpants and a T shirt on and then decided to blow dry my hair. Maybe that would make it a little easier for Marissa to deal with. When I was finished and stepped out of the bathroom a cart of food was just being rolled in. The room service delivery guys left and at the same time Nikki and Taylor walked in. "I invited them to eat with us. I figured that way we could all eat outside and it wouldn't be just us so that  paparazzi wouldn't publish stories about a romantic breakfast on the balcony for Robsten."

"Good idea." I laughed. The four of us each loaded up a plate of food, grabbed something to drink, and headed outside to eat on the table that was on the balcony. I knew the main reason that Rob wanted to eat out here was so that we could smoke, but the view wasn't bad either. "Ashley tells me that we don't have to deal with your pathetic attempt at hiding your relationship from the cast anymore." Nikki said playfully. "Pathetic?" I asked. "Com e on, you two spend all of your time together." "It's not even that…" Taylor interjected. "You can tell just from the way you look at each other." Rob smiled and took a sip of his orange juice while I blushed and took a bite of my bagel. "But you still can't go public, right?" "Right." Rob confirmed. "For one, Summit doesn't want us to. But even besides that, we don't want to be  public anyway. It's really not anyone's business who doesn't know us." "I can see that…" Taylor said as they both nodded their heads. "Does that mean you guys have to be super careful not to drop any relationships hints tonight?" Nikki asked and Rob shrugged. "I guess so, but I don't think it will be that difficult. We won't be arriving together and we will be walking the carpet and doing interviews separately, so it will be fine. I've been advised to just not answer questions about a relationship all together." He said. . . . . "You'd think that I would be used to be it by now, but public appearances still scare the shit out of me." I said to Marissa later that day as she worked on my hair. "It's just one night…it will be over before you know it." "Yeah that's what everyone keeps saying, but these things seem to last forever to me." "I'm assuming that you and Rob aren't going to be walking the carpet together?" "Nope. Apparently Summit is worried that it would fuel the media." "That sucks…"

"I guess so. It doesn't really bother that much, though. Even if we did walk together, we wouldn't really be together…we would just be interviewing together. Sometimes interviewing with him is more stressful than doing it alone now days." "Yeah, that makes sense. At least if you're apart you won't have US Weekly dissecting your body language like they did last week." "Did they really?" "Yeah…" she sighed and wrapped the curling iron around a new strand of my hair. "It was pretty pathetic." "I try not to look at that shit, it's just annoying to read and know that it's all made up." "Yeah, I understand. I'm sure it's easier just to ignore." "It's hard too, when you're trying to date someone as famous as Rob. Whenever I do give in and read crap on the internet and stuff, it's always about him being out with other girls or how he won't admit he's with me  because he doesn't really want to be. Even though I know that none of it is true, it still evokes some form of   jealousy. It's like some part of me wishes I could just tell everyone we're together so that they will know he's mine. But that would just make things worse." Marissa gave me a sympathetic look in the mirror. "Well if anyone can pull it off, it's you. You're strong, Kris." "Thanks…" I said with a weak smile. "And thank you for coming here to London with me. My hair and makeup look awesome." "It's what I do best." She said as she curled the last remaining strand of hair. "Now let me see your dress!" she said with excitement as she turned off the curling iron. I got up and went to the closet where I stripped down and slid my dress on. It was pretty simple, a black  haltered top dress with a low back. "I'm going to spice it up with some florescent pink heels." I informed her as I spun around to show her the dress. "You definitely work that dress…and it's very you." She said with a smile. "Thanks. I wanted to keep it pretty simple." "It's simple, but not boring." "Good. That's what I was going for." I was going to ask her how it made my ass look when there was a knock  at the door. I went opened it to find a man and a woman standing in front of me. I recognized that they were Summit employees but I didn't know who they were exactly. "Good evening, Ms. Stewart. May we come in?" "Umm, I guess so." I knew that they worked for the production company so I didn't have a problem letting them in. I stood aside and they both walked in, the man closing the door behind them.

"We're here as representatives for Summit Entertainment." "Okay…did you want something?" I wasn't trying to sound rude, but I did want to know why they were there. The woman smiled at me warmly, but it kind of came off as fake. "We just wanted to drop by and make sure that you were on the same page with us as far as tonight goes." "What do you mean?" I asked as I crossed my arms over my chest. "We just want you to remind you to remain cautious of the way you act around Robert. Be aware that any intimate glance or subtle touch can single-handedly fuel the cover of a magazine. Summit Entertainment tries to make the welfare of our movies and our actors a top priority. Mr. Pattinson has assured us that you have all intentions of keeping your relationship private, and we want you to understand that vigilance and attentiveness are important in achieving that." Her friendly 'reminder' sounded more like a threat. "So…I'm really not trying to sound bitchy, but people have been coming up with stories that revolved around a stupid look or hug ever since we were casted for these movies. And when they don't have something to inspire a bullshit cover story, they just make it up. They're going to come up with something regardless of if  we give we them a reason or not. The big warning to stay away from each other really isn't necessary. We've  been doing this for a while now…we know how to deal." The bitch looked like I had just slapped her. I was actually thankful when the man spoke up, his voice was less annoying. "Ms. Stewart, please understand that we are only concerned with your best interest and aiding you in your  wishes to keep this private." "I don't think you would be so concerned with 'aiding my wishes' if I wanted to go public." Nobody responded to that so I decided to just keep talking. "And to be honest, I'm more concerned with someone from Summit leaking info to the press than I am with some tabloid picking up on a look I give Rob." "I assure that will never happen…that would be a breach of our contract." The woman said. "Doesn't mean it can't happen." I responded. "We didn't come here to cause tension, Ms. Stewart." She responded with the same fake smile she gave me earlier. "We want you to have a good time tonight, just please take our advice into consideration. We are on your side, you know." I gave a fake smile of my own. "Thanks." They stood there awkwardly for a moment but when they realized I wasn't interested in any more conversation, they left. I was quick to shut the door behind them and then turned to Marissa and rolled my eyes. "Well they've got major sticks up their asses…" She mumbled. "Definitely. I really don't see ho –" I didn't even get to finish my sentence before there was a knock at the door again. Great, they were back. I marched over to the door and flung it open in annoyance but to my surprise it wasn't the Summit representatives on the other side. It was my be autiful man. "Hi." I said, feeling a smile spread across my lips. "Can I come in?" That accent would be the death of me.

"Of course you can." I stood aside and he came in, leaning in to kiss me as soon as I had shut the door. "I'm gonna go ahead and head out, Kris." Marissa said, gathering her stuff. "I need to eat, I'm starving." She  probably just saying that as an excuse to leave us alone, but I was never one to give up time with Rob. "Okay, thanks for everything." "Of course. I hope you have an awesome time tonight, you look beautiful." "Thanks to you." She gave me a quick hug, careful not to disturb my hair, and then headed towards the door. "Bye, Rob." She said as she opened it. "See you later." I closed the door behind her and then turned to Rob. "What are you doing in here?" I paused and then realized that came out wrong. "Not that I'm anything less than thrilled to see you…but I didn't expect to get any time with you until way later tonight." "Well…" He started as he walked over to me with a smile and snake his arms around my waist. "I decided that stretch of time was far too long and figured I could at least pop by for a few minutes." I didn't know it at the time, but it would later become a tradition for him to stop by my room before a public appearance when we had to keep our distance. "…just to get my Kristen fix to last me through the night…" "So I'm a drug now?" "Like my own personal brand of heroin." He said in his American, Edward voice. "You're so dumb…" I said as I giggled and straightened his tie. "You look beautiful, by the way." He said, returning to my beloved Rob accent. "You don't look all too bad yourself." That was a serious understatement. I had a weakness for Rob in formal wear. I always had, even before anything was going on between us. "I try." He said with a smirk. He led me over to the couch where he sat down and then pulled me onto his lap. I leaned my forehead against as we sat in silence for a few minutes, looking at each other's eyes. "Do we get at least sit next to each other?" I asked after a while. "I'm really not sure, but I doubt it." I made a pouty face and he smiled and kissed me. "Don't be sad, baby, I'll see you afterwards." "Will you come to my room when you get back to the hotel?" "Mhmmm" He mumbled as he pressed his lips to mine again. I slid my tongue into his mouth and we started kissing passionately. However, right as our little make-out session started to heat up, his phone started ringing. "Hello?" He answered after pulling his lips away from mine. He sighed and nodded. "Yeah, okay, I'll be down in a minute." He hung up the phone and then kissed me once more, just a peck. "I have to get

downstairs, babe, my car is here." I pouted once again but stood up. "Okay…well I'm sure I'll get to talk to you while we're there, just only on a friendly level." I said, still  pouting. "But not for long…we'll be back here soon." "Alright…" I said, reluctantly dropping his hand from mine. He kissed my forehead and then left. I stood there for a moment by myself and then finally went to put my shoes on. If I was going to have to go to this thing, I might as well get to it. I used the restroom quickly and then I grabbed my clutch, throwing my cell phone, lip gloss, and room key inside, and headed downstairs to meet Ashley and Taylor at the car we were sharing. . . . . . ******PLEASE READ!******  Once again, I'm sorry for my absence. Each time I sat down to write the next chapter to this story I  just couldn't do it. It's almost like I lost my vocabulary or something. I guess I just had no desire to do it. However, last night I got the random inspiration to continue and I even sat down and outlined the rest of it so that writer's block could not stop me again! So now I'm really excited about where I know I want this story to go and I HAVE EVEN ALREADY PLANNED A SEQUAL! I hope that all me BELOVED readers are still with me and still interested in this story. I know that it has been awhile (about a month) but just know that this is going to some awesome places! (In my opinion anyway) Thank you for all of your encouragement to keep writing and all of the people who took the time to ask  for more. I'm still amazed that so many people have gotten into this story! Since I have taken so long to update, I have gotten too many reviews for me to respond to all of them (I'm sorry for that, and after this I will go back to responding to them all) but please now that I have read EVERY SINGLE ONE, and EACH of them was awesome and so so so appreciated. You guys are amazing and you are all the reason that I continue to write at all! I PROMISE the next update will be soon and THANK YOU for sticking with me! Jenna.

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Chapter: 19

"KRISTEN! Over here!" I had only been walking the red carpet for less than five minutes and I already felt on the verge of an anxiety attack. I posed for a few shots in an attempt to appease the photographers and then took a deep breath and headed down the carpet to the next interviewer. "Can you give us any inside info on Eclipse?" A blonde woman asked after telling me which local channel she was from. "Um, well I'm really excited about the feel of this movie. I think that it takes on a much darker sense than the first two, but I also think that at the same time it totally captures the vibe of the book. It's early to tell, since we are still filming, but I think that things are going really well." It was kind of a lame answer, but I tried to stay pretty vague in interviews so I didn't get my words misinterpreted. "Have you been enjoying your time in London?" "Yeah, definitely. I always have a great time here." "What do you have planned after filming ends?" "Well right after filming wraps, we are going to be doing a lot of promoting for the release of New Moon and The Runaways and then I'm going to take a short break for just a little while. I have a couple of projects lined up before Breaking Dawn that I'm really excited about." "Can you comment on your relationship with your co-star, Robert Pattinson?" I hesitated before opening my mouth and trying to think of away to brush off that question, but thankfully I had a handler from Summit with me who was also interested in avoiding that question." "I'm sorry, but Ms. Stewart really doesn't have time for anymore questions, we need to keep moving." He said as he ushered me along to the next eagerly waiting interviewer. This time it was a male, and he was accompanied by a camera man. However, I wasn't sure who he was representing. "Are you going to be presenting any awards tonight, Kristen?" As usual, I ignored the camera and just spoke to the interviewer. "Not tonight." Thank God. I hated being on stage. "We got to speak to Taylor earlier and he told us that Eclipse is his favorite book in the series, do you agree?" "I actually really do like eclipse, but I think New Moon might be my favorite. It's a tough choice though; I love them both for different reasons." "I'm sure you have already been told this, but you look stunning tonight. Who are you wearing?" "Thank you. The dress is Emilio Pucci and the shoes are Sergio Ro ssi." My handler soon whisked me off from that interview as well when my allotted time per person was up, and

we continued this process down the red carpet. I would stop and talk to each interviewer, the handler would  pull me away, and then I would pose for some pictures. By the time that I was finally approaching the entrance to the venue that the ceremony was being held in, Rob and Taylor were both still outside posing for   pictures from begging photographers. My heart started beating just a little bit faster when I saw Rob. He looked breathtakingly perfect as always and I just wanted to go take comfort in his arms. As soon as the photographers who had been preoccupied with shooting Rob and Taylor noticed me, they all started screaming for us all three to pose together. I smiled awkwardly and walked over to take my usual  place between the boys, snaking my arms around both of their waists. Taylor slid his arm around my waist in return and Rob wrapped his around my shoulders. I smiled weakly at the flashing cameras. I could feel the eyes of each of the Summit handlers that were present on us, probably carefully analyzing the way that Rob and I were touching each other. I took a deep breath and could smell Rob's cologne, causing my smile to  become a little more genuine. . . . . It probably took us a good thirty to forty minutes after that to at last be seated. We finally left the red carpet, and thankfully the photographers as well, an d went inside to be guided to our seats. Unfortunately, as Rob  predicted, we were not seated next to each other. Taylor and Kellan were both seated between us, Taylor next to me and Kellan next to Rob. I liked Taylor a lot so I was glad that I at least got to sit next to a good friend. "I'm bored." Taylor stated only ten minutes into the show. "Join the club." I mumbled. "I don't even recognize most of the actors here." "That's because most of them are British." "Yeah, I guess." He paused for a moment. "Do you like England?" "Yeah, I like it, but I don't know if I would want to live here." "Why not?" "It's always cold and rainy. Plus the movie industry sucks here and for some reason it really gets to me how the steering wheels are on the wrong side of the car." Taylor laughed. "Something like that would bother you, weirdo." "Shut up." I said slapping his arm. I enjoyed working with Taylor and always having him around, he had  become like a brother to me. "Would you ever want to live here?" "No, but not because the steering wheel is in a different place in the car." He paused to laugh again. "I would rather live here than Vancouver though. Canada is lame."

"Yeah, it is. I mean, I will say that sometimes the paparazzi and fans get a little out of hand in the U.S, but it's still my top choice of places to live." "I still don't understand why all the media attention is so much worse there than anywhere else." I shrugged. "Just like I don't understand why there are so many more obese people there than anywhere else. Americans are just crazy." "Yeah, I guess." "Are you going back to L.A when we are gone in Vancouver?" I asked, having no desire to pay attention to the ceremony going on in front of us. "Yup. It will be nice to be home, plus I already signed on for a couple things there. What about you?" "Taking a break for a little while and then after all my promo for New Moon and The Runaways I'm just gonna do a couple small movies in L.A." "What's Rob doing?" He asked in voice low enough so that only I would hear. "Well after New Moon comes out he's gonna be doing press for Remember Me and then he's going to Budapest to shoot a new movie." "Really?" he asked. "They're filming in Budapest?" "Yeah…" I mumbled, not wanting to be reminded of our time apart. "That's random." "I guess so." "Sorry to bring it up…I didn't mean to upset you." He said sympathetically. Was it really that obv ious that I was so sad about it? "You didn't upset me, I was just thinking." I said, trying to sound like I didn't care. We chatted on and off throughout the show, but stayed relatively silent for the remainder. I didn't want to  piss off the people around us. "Thank God it's almost over…" Taylor said as the host started giving their closing monologue. "Seriously…I want to get out of this dress and out of these shoes ASAP." I said, shifting in my seat restlessly with eagerness to leave. A second later a felt my phone vibrate in the clutch that I had sitting in my lap. I took it out quietly and flipped open. It was Rob. I glanced over at him but his head was turned the other direction. " Baby we totally forgotten about Kellan's bday."  " Is it today?" I typed back. I felt like shit for forgetting.

" No it's tmrw, but the surprise party is tonight. That's what we forgot."  "Okay well at least we didn't miss his actual bday. But we for sure have 2 go 2 the party."  "Ya I know. I feel like an ass 4 forgetting."  "Where is it at?"  " At the hotel. Room next to where we all watched the movie."  "What time?"  "They want us 2 go back 2 the hotel, change clothes, and go straight downstairs."  "k. meet me in my room after u change."  I finished sending my last text to Rob right as the host finished his monologue and everyone was starting to stand up. We were all quickly escorted outside and to the three different cars waiting for our group. Taylor,  Nikki, and I all got into the same car that the three of us had ridden in on the way there. The driver took off  quickly. I was both surprised and pleased by how swiftly we were able to exit. . . . . "I'm assuming I'll see you both downstairs in a few minutes?" Nikki asked as we all exited the elevator that had taken us to our floor. Thank God Rob had texted me about the party or I would have looked a real bitch not knowing what she was talking about. "Yeah." I said with a smile. "Yup." Taylor also confirmed and then we all took off towards our respective rooms. I changed quickly into jeans and a comfortable shirt and then went out to my balcony to light a cigarette. I figured I had a few minutes to kill anyways since Rob's car had left after ours. I looked out over the railing as I put the cigarette into my mouth and moved it into the lit flame as I inhaled. I thought about Rob going to Budapest and sighed. I didn't want him to be that far away from me but we both knew that time apart was going to be a major part of our relationship. I hoped it wouldn't be as difficult to visit each other as I suspected it would be, but that was doubtful. First of all, it would be difficult to go out of our way to see each other and not evoke a large amount of media attention. Not only would that be hard to deal with for us individually, but I was pretty sure Summit wouldn't be too happy about that. Secondly, both of us were generally always on a busy schedule. It would be challenging just to find the time for frequent visits. Hell, it would be challenging just to find time for meaningful phone conversations with the major time difference while he was away in Hungary. I took a drag on my cigarette and tried not to think about it. After all, we still had almost a month and a half 

left in Vancouver. I needed to spend the time I still had with him enjoying his company, not being sad that we would eventually have to part. "Kris?" I heard Rob call from inside. I put my cigarette out in the ash tray and walked back through the door. "Hey" I said as I walked into the living room. "You ready to go down?" He had already changed into casual clothes, jeans and a maroon T shirt with a black zip up jacket on top. "Yeah, but come give me a kiss first." I smiled and went over to him. "What if I don't want to?" I asked coyly as I stood in front of him and locked my thumbs in his front belt loops. "I'm not sure if I like the way that you ordered without asking. He looked down at me and smirked. "Well that's okay; we'll just go then…" He moved as if he was going to turn around towards the door but I stopped him. "No!" I said with an embarrassing amount of eagerness. "I didn't say that I didn't want to, I just asked what if  I didn't." He laughed and lifted his hand to cup the side of my neck. I would have put my arms around his neck in return, but my thumbs were still locked through his belt loops and I kind of liked them there. "To answer your question, I would be a very sad man." He said. "What?" I had been so lost in eyes that I hadn't the faintest idea of what question he was even referring to. "If you didn't want to kiss me." "Oh…" I laughed a little and then leaned up on my tip toes to press my lips to his. His perfect, soft, luscious, mesmerizing, sexy, lips. He slid his tongue slowly into my mouth, circling my own, and I whimpered a little. He then quickly returned it to his own mouth and I felt his lips smile against mine before he gently started to suck on my lower one. I then made the decision to abandon his belt loops and lock my arms around his neck so that I could keep his mouth firmly planted to mine. When he released my lower lip I took advantage of the opportunity to kiss him full on and snake my tongue into his mouth this time. He moaned and used his tongue to push both of ours  back into my mouth. We continued to kiss each other passionately but I was a little distracted by both of his hands moving down the sides of my breasts, my ribs, and my stomach slowly until he reached his destination on my ass. He squeezed it gently and then all too soon his lips had parted from mine. "Are you ready?" He asked in a whisper with his forehead pressed against mine. "Yeah, I just need to go change my panties first." He chuckled and moved to head towards the door. "No, I'm serious; I really need to go change. Hold on…" . . . .

We were the last attendees to make it downstairs, but thankfully we were there before Kellan. We did the whole turn the lights off and yell surprise when he opens the door thing and then the shots started flowing. Whenever a cast member had a birthday and we were all together, it was basically just a reason to drink. I was tired and not really in the mood to booze it up but Rob on the other hand was throwing beers back like it was his last fucking day on earth. Since I had known him I had figured out that he was a very inconsistent drinker. He would either barely drink at all or drink excessively. I thought about mentioning that he had  probably had enough as I watched him grab another beer from a cooler but I didn't want to be a nagging, motherly girlfriend. I was sitting on a loveseat type thing with Ashley and Rob was across the room hanging out with some of the guys. I watched him pop the top off his beer with a bottle opener and my mind was engorged with another  thought. How was he so beautiful? Even in average looking clothes and clearly a little tipsy, he was gorgeous. Even if  you didn't take his body into consideration – his face was perfection. When I was dating Michael sometimes I would look at him and think 'you know, he's really pretty good looking' but with Rob it was more constant wonder of how one human being possessed true flawlessness in every single feature. I couldn't have custom ordered a better looking man. And how was it possible that this breathtaking creature wanted me? He could have anyone he wanted. Oh God, I'm starting to sound like Bella. Thankfully, I was quickly distracted by almost everyone cheering and clapping. "What's going on?" I asked Ashley. "They're making Kellan sing karaoke." She said through her giggling. I couldn't help but laugh myself as I heard the music start playing and the beat to Van Halen's "Jump" filled the room. Kellan was a trooper. He was quick to hop up on the small make shift stage that somebody had set up and take the microphone that was handed to him. My light laughter changed to laughing hysterically with Ashley as he actually started to sing. He put so much enthusiasm into it and even started dancing a little. Pretty soon he was full out shaking his shit around and people were shoving dollar bills into the top of his  jeans. The fact that he was obviously thoroughly intoxicated only made it more enjoyable. This entertained me for awhile but as always my thoughts soon drifted off to Rob. I looked back over to where he was standing before and caught a glimpse of him reaching into his pocket for his cigarettes as he headed outside. I got up went to follow him. Thankfully, this outside area faced the courtyard of the hotel so I didn't have to worry about facing paparazzi out there. "Hey." I said as I approached him sitting down. "Hey." He said before shoving a cigarette into his mouth and lighting it. He tilted the box towards me, offering me one, but I shook my head and held my hand up. "Are you about ready to go back upstairs?" "I'm gonna stay down here and have a few more drinks, but you can go on up without me." "Well I mean, I don't mind waiting if you don't think you'll be much longer."

"Actually, I think after this I'm gonna go out with some mates here in town." He said matter of factly before taking a drag. "You're going out tonight?" It was already late and I had been under the impression that we were going to be together after the show. "Yeah, kind of a last minute thing. I just got a text about it a few minutes ago." "Oh." Was all I could think of saying. I expected him to maybe give some sort of further explanation but he didn't. I just stood there with him staring up at me and I was starting to feel pretty stupid. "Okay, well…I guess I'll just head upstairs then." "Okay. I'll text you when I get back and see if you're still up." I could hear the slur in his words from the  beer. "You're not driving are you?" I didn't care if I sounded like a nagging mother at this point, I wasn't about to let him get behind the wheel like that. "No, I'll have someone come pick me up." Once I knew he wasn't driving and he would be safe and turned and left without saying anything else. My feelings were hurt and I wasn't going to be able to have a mature conversation about it with him when he was drunk. He didn't even come after me to make sure I wasn't mad. I went up to my room and quickly stripped my clothes off before crawling into bed. I thought I was going to get to be with Rob all night after going to that shitty awards show and now I was going to sleep alone. I wondered if he would come to my room when he got back or go to his. He had the second key to mine but I wasn't going to ask him to come back here. That decision would be left to him. I would just have to wait and see in the morning because I sure as hell wasn't waiting up to find out. . . . . . **REVIEW RESPONSES** LVQueen1 – Don't worry my dear, Lemon will come soon. Promise! Tine – I totally get what you meant and I agree, I would rather wait for something good than be disappointed! Olympia – glad you were so excited for a new chapter and I'm glad that you thought it was as good as usual after that break! I felt a little rusty. Robpfan – it probably was your telepathic waves! Because you are one of my fav readers and I knew you needed an update! Haha jk but I am glad you are looking forward to a sequel and don't worry,

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I woke up in the morning around ten o'clock to an empty space on the bed next to me. To make things worse, I discovered after checking my phone that Rob hadn't even texted me to see if I was up like he said he would. I sighed loudly and buried my face into my pillow. What the hell had happened last night? Everything was fine before we went down to Kellan's party but then all the sudden Rob started acting like he didn't give two shits about spending time with me. Did I do something wrong?  No. I wasn't going to let myself blame myself for Rob's stupidity. I knew I had done nothing for him to be angry about or to even remotely justify his strange behavior last night. I shouldn't be wondering what was wrong with me; I should be wondering what was wrong with him. I decided that sulking about wasn't going to get me anywhere. I needed to confront him about it. I flipped my  phone open and sent him a text message. "We need to talk about last night."  After sending my message I got up, leaving my phone on the bed, and headed to the bathroom. I used the toilet, brushed my teeth, and then started the hot water in the shower. I stood under the warm spray and thought about last night. Was I over reacting? I mean, it wasn't like I expected him to spend every moment of our time in London with me; it was the way he had acted that  bothered me. I was under the impression that we would be spending time together that night instead of  getting drunk and going out, but had he really given me a reason to think that? Maybe I had just been expecting things from him that I shouldn't have and it was all just a miscommunication. But regardless, he should have explained to me why he wanted to go out with his friends instead of stay with me. Instead, he acted like it was no big deal and told me just to go back upstairs alone. Also, he shouldn't have told me that he would text me when he got back to the hotel if he wasn't going to. I showered quickly and then got out to towel myself off. I was anxious to talk to him about how I was feeling. However, when I checked my phone he had still not responded to me. When I had finished getting dressed and drying my hair I decided to text Nikki. I needed to do something or talk to someone so that I wouldn't go crazy waiting for Rob to answer me.

Thankfully, she was in my room only minutes after I sent her my text message. "So what's going on?" she asked as we both plopped down on my bed. "You look pretty pissed off." "More confused than pissed off…" I mumbled as I played with the bed sheet absentmindedly. "About what?" "Rob" "What happened?" "Well…" I took a deep breath before I started explaining things to her. "He knew that I had been dreading the show last night as I always do so all day long he had been telling me about how it would be over quickly and then we could be back here together again. I looked forward to that for the whole show and then he reminded me about Kellan's party. So of course we went, but he started drinking a lot. I thought about saying something but I figured it wasn't my place, he's a big boy – he can take care of himself, right? I noticed he went outside to smoke so I followed him and asked him if he was about ready to go upstairs." She nodded, letting me know she was listening. "But then h e all the sudden decides that he is going to go out with his friends and tells me just to go on upstairs by myself." "Are you serious?" She asked in surprise. "Yeah...and so he tells me that he will text me when he gets back to see if I'm still up but then he never did." "Wow…" She said sadly. "I just don't understand. He never acts like that." "Do you think it was because he was drinking?" "I don't know…I mean, maybe. But still, that's no excuse for blowing me off like that with no explanation." "No, it's not." She said quickly. "And I'm not trying to make excuses for him I'm just trying to help you figure out why he was acting so weird." "I can understand if he wanted to see his friends while he was here but he should have gone about it in a completely different way, you know?" "I agree. Have you talked to him about it?" "No. I texted him this morning and told him we needed to discuss it but he hasn't answered me yet." "Maybe he's still asleep. I'm sure he got in late." "Probably." We sat in silence for a few moments and I thought about how that conversation would go. "What should I say to him? When we do talk?" "Well…" She paused for a moment with a thoughtful look on her face. "You definitely don't want it to seem like you're attacking him, that will just make him d efensive…but you do need to be firm. If you don't make it

clear that this really bothered you then he won't think twice about doing something like it again in the future. I think you should tell him specifically what he did to hurt your feelings and then explain to him how you would have preferred he handle it so that he knows you're trying to work through the situation and make your  relationship stronger." "Wow" I was impressed. "Who knew you were so wise." I cracked a smile for the first time since she had gotten to my room. "Yeah, well, I've dated a lot of guys." She explained. "That was really good advice though. I want him to know that I want to work through it maturely and that I'm not trying to attack him. I don't want this to start a big fight or anything." "You guys will be fine. I'm sure once he wakes up he will realize right away that he acted pretty shitty towards you." "I hope so. That would make it a lot easier to talk to him about it." "Well, why don't me, you, and Ash hang out today? Maybe that will get your mind off of things until you get the chance to talk to him. Besides, I haven't gotten to do any European shopping while I've been here!" "Yeah, okay." I couldn't say that I matched her enthusiasm about shopping, that wasn't really my thing, but maybe it would be a healthy distraction like she said. "Perfect." She said happily. . . . . Four and a half hours later and after not hearing from Rob onc e, I was pretty pissed. The three of us had gone site seeing, out to lunch, and had been shopping for a while now but it was barely distracting me at all. Plus the longer Rob went without answering me, the more I thought about it. "Maybe you should call him." Ashley suggested as she and Nikki browsed through the clothing at a high end fashion boutique that I had no interest in. "Yeah, I think I will." I answered, pulling my phone out of my pocket. I took a few steps away from them and waited as the phone started ringing. "Hello?" Rob said in a thick and slightly raspy voice. "Did you just wake up?" I asked, a little surprised. I expected him to b e up by now; I had never known him to sleep so late. "…yeah" He answered after a pause and a long sigh.

"Oh. Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up. I didn't think you would still be asleep." "What time is it?" He asked with a still thick voice. "Almost three." I waited for him to say something but there was silence on the line again. "Are you still there?" "Yeah…sorry…" He sounded pretty out of it. "Are you okay?" "I feel like shit." He sounded like shit too. "Are you hung over?" "Very." I paused and tried to decide if I felt bad for him or not. "Do you want me to bring you some Tylenol or something?" I really didn't have any sympathy for him but I thought maybe going up there with the pretense of taking care of him would be a good way to ease into the conversation we needed to have. "If you don't mind." He said roughly. "Okay well I'm not at the hotel right now but I think I'm going to be back soon." "Where are you?" "Shopping with Nikki and Ash." "You're shopping?" He asked, sounding confused. He knew I wasn't a shopper. "Yeah, I'm about to leave though so I'll be there in just a little while." "Okay, thank you." "You're welcome." I said before hanging up. I slid my phone back into my pocket and returned to Nikki and Ashley. "He's awake." I informed them. "Well let's head back to the hotel then." Nikki said quickly. "Are you sure?" I asked. "I don't want to rush you guys." "No, no, it's totally fine." Ashley insisted. "I've already spent too much money anyway." "Thank you." I said before we left the store. I was glad that they understood how anxious I was to talk to him and put this anxiety to rest. .

. . . When we got back to the hotel Nikki and Ashley went back upstairs with their shopping bags while I stopped to find some Tylenol at the convenient shop in the lobby. I was trying to find capsules instead of chewable ones when I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket. I thought it might be Rob calling to see if I was on my way  back yet but I was wrong. It was my publicist. She was probably calling about pictures or interviews from the show last night. "Hello?" I answered. "Were you with Robert last night?" That certainly did not sound like something I wanted to hear right now. "Um, part of the night. Why?" "Someone in London sold a picture to TMZ this morning and they made a whole story out of it." "Wait, what? Someone as in someone that works with us?" "No I don't think so." "Well what is the picture of?" "The picture itself isn't really that interesting. It seems to be him at a friend's house partying with some unidentified people. It's the story they came up with, most likely bullshit, that I wanted to tell you abou t." "Okay. What's the story?" "Well there is a girl in the picture and whoever sold it to TMZ apparently claims that the two of them were flirting and talking all night." My breathing hitched. "Are you serious?" "Yeah but like I said, I really doubt there is any truth to it. In the picture they are pretty much across the room from each other so they have no merit to the story other than the anonymous source." I didn't say anything; I was still trying to process the information. "I emailed you the link so you can look at it if you want to." That's all I needed to hear. "Okay. I have to go; I'll talk to you later." After hanging up I quickly purchased the Tylenol and a water bottle and hurried to the elevator. I had originally planned on going straight to Rob's room but I needed to see this article first. I tossed my stuff  down on the couch and headed straight for my laptop. My hands were shaking a little as I logged into my email account and I had no idea why I was reacting like this. I had never been interested in gossip magazines or websites, but this was different. I was still upset about Rob being missing in action last night and I felt like this might give me some insight into what exactly he had found more appealing than spending time with me.

My publicist was right about the picture, it really provided no evidence to the story but it still hurt to see exactly what he had felt more worthy of his time than me. It wasn't a posed shot. It was candid and was  blurry enough that it may have been taken from a cell phone. Rob was sitting on the couch next to another  guy and was holding a beer bottle in one hand and a cigarette in the other. There were three other people in the picture, two more guys and a girl. She must be the one in question. I guess she was decent looking but there wasn't much to analyze about her. The picture wasn't clear enough to get a good look at her and she was dressed in jeans and a T shirt. She stood next to a man sitting in an armchair and appeared to be laughing as Rob seemed to be saying something to her from where he sat on the couch. There wasn't much to the photo so I decided to move on to the story. I read it over carefully. " Last night in London, Twilight star Robert Pattinson attended a British award ceremony with his fellow cast members. However, instead of a typical a fter party, he chose to relax with some local buddies at a  friend's house in central London. We speculate that the rest of the cast had their own soiree at the hotel that  the group is staying at, but Rpattz seems to have a different idea of a good time. Rumored love interest,  Kristen Stewart, was definitely absent from the gathering but Mr. Pattinson seemed to be getting along just   fine without her. An unidentified female friend seemed to fill the void as the two were witnessed flirting and  laughing all night. The same source that provided the picture of the get together has confided to us exclusively that the pair seemed awfully cozy and even left together…"  The article went on to give quotes from the anonymous tip off but I had read enough. Obviously this was a friend of his who picked up on the chemistry between Rob and some other girl and that concerned me. I  pushed my laptop closed and then got up to get the Tylenol I had bought and go confront Rob. The on ly way I was going to calm down about this was to hear what he had to say for himself, but the more I thought about what I had read the angrier I got. I was embarrassed. What would my family think if they saw that? I didn't want the few people who knew about our relationship to think that I was getting played by him. I sighed as I left the room and unintentionally slammed the door behind me. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I knocked on his door but they were definitely not the good kind. I was nervous. What if I went in there and he told me that he had hooked up with that girl? I wasn't sure I could handle that. That moment was the first time I became aware that I was serious about Rob. Like, really serious. This wasn't some kind of fling with my co-star. He had a major piece of me and that was scary. If something like this turned out to be true it would crush me, and then what? I honestly wasn't sure that I would be able to work with him if something went wrong between us and that worried me. Obviously I was locked into a contract on this project, but I knew that the demise of this relationship could potentially take a toll on my  performance in this movie and therefore affect my career. I had to tell myself to stop freaking out before I went into cardiac arrest from anxiety. Thankfully, before I could worry any more he finally opened the door. "Hey…" He said, running his hand through his bed hair and standing aside so I could walk in to the room. He looked like shit just as much as he had sounded like shit. "Hey." I walked into the room and he shut the door behind me. He turned back around and kissed me. I kissed him back but it was just a quick peck before I pulled away. "I got your text. What did you want to talk to me about?" I just looked at him. "You have no idea what I want to talk to you about?" He shrugged. He fucking shrugged.

"Are you mad at me for leaving last night?" "Well first things first, I was under the impression that we were going to spend time together last night." "Well my mates called last minute and I wanted to see them before we leave tomorrow. It's not like I planned to ditch you." "That's not the point. You didn't even give me an explanation." "I didn't know that I needed to." "You didn't know that you needed to explain to me why you decided to go out and leave me here alone?" "No, I just assumed that my reasoning was implied. I've spent all my time here with you, Kristen. If we were in Los Angeles I wouldn't expect to monopolize your time." That cut me deep. "You feel like I'm monopolizing your time?" He sighed and ran his hand through his hair again. "That came out wrong. I just mean that I thought you would understand that I needed to give some time to my friends while I'm here. I never get to see them." This wasn't going at all liked I had planned. He was getting defensive, just like I had hoped he wouldn't. "Well maybe I would have if you would have told me instead of just telling me to go on upstairs by myself   because you want to go out." "I'm sorry I didn't communicate with you better but if you didn't notice, I was a little drunk." "Oh I realized, trust me." "What? Are you going to condemn me about my drinking habits now?" "No." I said, folding my arms over my chest. "Look, I'm sorry that I hurt your feelings but that really was not my intention." I ignored his apology and moved on to my next point. "Why didn't you text me when you got back like you said you would?" He sighed, realizing that I wasn't done. "Baby, I barely even remember coming back here." My stomach did a back flip when he called me baby. I wanted to go to him and be wrapped in his arms but I needed to work this out. "Where did you go last night?" "I told you, I went out with my mates." "But where did you go?" He looked at me like I was crazy. "To a friend's house…" "And who was there?"

"Kristen, what has gotten into you? You've never acted like this before…" "Did something happen between you and that girl you were with?" "What the hell are you talking about? How do you even know who I was with?" "Give me your computer." "Kristen, what the fu – " "Just give me your computer and I'll show you." I followed him to the couch where his computer was sitting. I quickly opened it and logged into my email so I could pull up the article. I passed it over to him and he started reading it intently. I waited patiently, hoping that he would see where I was coming from after seeing it. As he kept reading his expression became one of  amusement. "Is this what you're pissed off about?" "I don't know about pissed, but I certainly want an explanation." "Well you're not getting one." That felt like a slap in the face. "Excuse me?" "I'm not going to lower my dignity to feeling like I need to explain myself because of some tabloid rubbish, Kristen." "You're not explaining yourself to the tabloid, Rob. You're explaining yourself to me." "You know, I'm offended that you're even taking this bullshit into consideration." "Well what else am I supposed to think when you won't even deny it to me?" The fact that he wasn't able to explain the situation to me had me worried. If he didn't want to talk about it, did that mean he was hiding something? "Maybe we should talk about this when you're thinking clearly because you're being irrational right now." "I'm not being irrational; you're just being an asshole." "Don't be immature, Kristen. You don't need to start calling me names to get your point across." "Why are you being like this? Why are you okay with letting me think that this is true?" "Because I'm hoping you will realize on your own how crazy you're acting!" He said, raising his voice. "I can't believe you're willing to let a fucking gossip website come between us. Are you really so unsure about the way I feel about you that you're going to get caught up in this trash?" He closed his computer and put it on the table in front of us. "I'm not willing to let this kind of thing be part of our relationship. I would never  read something in a magazine or online and even question that you would do something to hurt me just  because it said so." He had a point, and I was starting to feel guilty.

"How can I not question it when you were already acting so shady last night?" "I handled things last night poorly, yes, but that is between you and I. This relationship is doomed for failure if you're going to start taking these stories seriously." "Well maybe I wouldn't if you even bothered to defend yourself." "I shouldn't have to! Of course it's not true, Kristen. That girl is my best mate's sister and that is their house that we were at. Nothing has ever happened nor will it ever happen between us. I've known her since she was twelve and she's been engaged to that bloke in the chair next to her for almost a year." He paused for a moment and I soaked all that in. "But I shouldn't even have to explain that to you. That's my point. To be honest, it makes me question things that you don't trust me." "It's not that I don't trust you I jus – " "Look, I don't want to talk about this right now. I feel like shit and I'm getting pissed off so I think you should go." Great…I had come in here ready to lay it on him and now he was the one mad at me. "Rob…" "I'm serious. I don't want to do this right now." I nodded hesitantly and then stood up, him standing after me. "Here…" I said, taking the Tylenol out of my bad and handing it to him. "Thanks." He followed me to the door and then I turned around to face him. "So I guess I'll talk to you later then?" My voice sounded as it did when I was being interviewed, nervous and shaky. "Yeah." I leaned up towards him, thinking if he kissed me I would feel better, but he ignored my pleading lips and kissed my forehead quickly instead. I don't think he even wanted to do that, he was just looking for a way to avoid my lips. He opened the door for me and I left reluctantly. I soon as the door was closed behind me I felt tears well up in my eyes. I had hurt him by jumping into conclusions and now he felt like I didn't trust him. I hoped I hadn't just ruined everything. . . . . . Sooooo I really hope that yall don't hate me right now…I know it was another cliffy :(

YAY! 20th chapter! And I threw in an extra thousand words than usual to celebrate :D Did everyone watch the holy trinity on Oprah yesterday? It was awesome… ***REVIEWS*** Brpattzlover – loved your little fantasy girl ;) and I actually got the idea from you! I think you said once in a review that you needed to change your panties (pretty sure it was you) and I loved it. So thank YOU for the idea! I tried to give u a really quick update! Taty – well if you thought that last chapter was sad then you will probably hate this one haha but things will get better I promise! LVQueen1 – trust me, I've thought about the fun we could have with him ;) Decowoman – glad you are addicted and new lemon is coming, promise… Ollietwifan – Thank you! Glad you love the characters so much and find them real Endbells – yayyy I got you addicted haha. Glad you loved the kiss just as much as me and I know it was sad but it will get better. Robpfan – First of all, you are too perceptive for your own good, lol. Always have been… Well, I think it's funny that article was posted the day after I added last chapter. What a coincidence. :)

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It's funny how when you are spending long awaited time with someone you care about, it seems to fly by. When that person has you wrapped in their arms, you can't even hold onto the moments before they slip right through their fingers. Hours feel like minutes, minutes feel like seconds, and seconds seem to be a flash of something you missed. It's also funny how that can turn right around in no time at all. That person leaves your arms, wanting to be somewhere else, and then you're sucked back into a completely different reality. Where the seconds feel like minutes, the minutes feel like hours, and the hours feel like days… And all you can think about it is how to claw your way back to that place.

That place where your heart won't beat in slow motion anymore. That place where that person wants to be in your arms. That place where that person needs you to be in theirs. But my person didn't want me in their arms. And unfortunately, that's the only place I wanted to be. I could have gone to dinner with Kellan, Taylor, and Ashley. I could have even asked Nikki to do something with me. But no, I was way too masochistic for that. Or maybe I was just too embarrassed to ad mit to them that Rob had asked me to leave his room when they inquired about how our talk had gone. So I chose to lay in bed alone and dwell on how this had been turned around on me. I replayed every event of  the last twenty four hours and concluded that I couldn't pretend that I didn't know why he had gotten upset with me. We had both agreed that he handled the previous night poorly and everything would have been resolved if I hadn't felt the need to bring up that damn article. I wouldn't be alone in this cold bed if I would have accepted his apology and moved on. I could see why he was angry. If he had come to me demanding answers in regards to a tabloid article, I very well may have reacted the exact same way. How could anyone feel like they are trusted when someone is so quick to believe anything said about them? As if my whole situation wasn't heart-wrenching enough, it was made worse by the fact that I knew I couldn't avoid the person who didn't want to see me. Most people find it comforting to be able to put some distance  between themselves and another person when they fight but that wasn't an option for us. In fact, I knew that I would have to see Rob bright and early the next day. He, Taylor, and I were scheduled to give an interview to a local radio station before we all headed back to Vancouver in the afternoon. I had to be downstairs by eight AM and yet I had been laying awake for three hours so far, my heavy eyes unwilling to let sleep overtake me. . . . . I didn't remember falling asleep but when said morning arrived, the alarm on my phone started blaring. I groaned and reached it to hit the button that would make it shut the fuck up and then I drug my ass out of bed and to the bathroom. I sighed upon looking in the mirror, realizing that my eyes were red and pu ffy. I pulled out my make up bag and powdered my face, applying extra under my eyes. I added some mascara and then brushed my teeth and tamed my hair. I had showered the previous night while suffering from my sleeplessness so at least that saved me some time. I forced down a cereal bar quickly and then dug through my suitcase to find something to change into. Thankfully, because our interview would be broadcasted over  the radio and we would just be sitting behind a microphone talking, it didn't really matter if I looked like shit. Therefore, I decided on my favorite jeans and the most comfortable sweatshirt I could find. Once I threw on some shoes and shoved my dark sunglasses onto my face, I deemed myself ready to go. I was the last one to arrive downstairs even though I wasn't late. Taylor was dressed in sweatpants and greeted me with a sleepy nod while in mid yawn. Rob had on jeans and a white T shirt, topped off with his

signature sunglasses. He was sipping on a cup of coffee and looking down at his cell phone. I couldn't tell if  he noticed my presence or not. The handler that would accompany us spoke as soon as she saw my entrance. "Are you all ready to go?" She asked, addressing us a group. Taylor and I both gave her a nod and Rob finally looked up, shoving his phone in his pocket. He did a double take in my direction after glancing at me absentmindedly which led me to believe that he hadn't noticed me  before. "Hey." He said. "Morning…" I mumbled. I wanted to say something else, to address last night's occurrence, but I couldn't find the right words. Besides, now was neither the time nor the place. We looked in each other's direction for a long moment, but thankfully we both had tinted sunglasses on so there was no awkward eye contact established. "You okay, Kris?" Taylor asked suddenly. "Yeah, I'm fine." I said, looking over at him. "Why?" "Just wondering. You look a little…sick." Sick? Why n ot. "Yeah, I guess I did wake up feeling a little under the weather." It wasn't the complete truth but it wasn't a complete lie either. I could feel Rob's eyes on me then but I didn't look at him. "Are they bringing the car around?" I could hear our handler ask into her phone. "Uh…actually, before we go…could Kristen and I have a moment?" I heard Rob ask. I turned to look and saw her look at him thoughtfully for a moment. "Two minutes." She mouthed to him before returning to her phone conversation. Rob looked at me and gestured to an empty corner a few paces away from where we stood. I followed him to the location and he took off his sunglasses. His eyes looked hard, determined almost. I sighed and took off  mine as well. He looked at me for a moment and then his eyes seemed to soften. "Have you been crying?" He asked. Damn it…I forgot about my eyes. "No." I lied quickly. "I just didn't sleep we ll." He sighed and glanced down at the floor before looking back  up at me. "Look, I'm sorry that I asked you to leave last night. I wasn't trying to be an asshole, I just didn't want either  of us to say something we were going to regret just because we were pissed off." "It's okay…" I said, looking down to play with the hem of my sweatshirt. "I probably would have asked me to leave too." "Well…" He paused hesitantly and I looked back up at him. "I guess now isn't really the best time to talk 

about this, but I don't want this whole morning to be weird and awkward." "Me neither. And I really want you to know that I'm sorry for – " I started to apologize but he cut me off  quickly. "Now really isn't the time to talk about this." I felt the sadness in my eyes. I wanted nothing more than to talk  about this right now and get it resolved, but he was right. We didn't hav e the time or the privacy that we needed. "We can talk about this tonight when we have the time. But for now…" He paused with a thoughtful look as if he were trying to find the right words. "Can we just put a band aid over it for now? Just for this morning?" I felt my eyebrows furrow. "A band aid?" "Yeah. I mean I want to talk about it and work everything out. I want us to be okay again and be closer for it, and I think we will. It's just…we don't have the time right now and I don't want that to make it uncomfortable for us to work together this morning. I don't want to leave it unresolved, but I don't want to have to suffer  through awkwardness and insecurities until we get the op portunity to take care of things. So can we just put a  band aid on it for now and stitch up the wound later?" The way he explained his analogy made perfect sense to me now. To be honest, all I needed to hear was that he wanted to work things out and he thought we would. As long as I knew that he wanted to work it out none of the other logistics really mattered to me. "Consider it band aided." I said, giving him the most genuine smile I could muster. . . . . . . The interview I was dreading actually turned out not to be so bad. The questions pretty much stuck to the movie and a relationship between Rob and I hadn't been mentioned once. The three of us conversed throughout the morning and even though things were a little uncomfortable between Rob and I, they weren't nearly as tense as I had anticipated. Knowing that he wanted to work out our disagreement eased my worry  by a great deal and even though I was still anxious about talking to him about it, I wasn't nearly as concerned about us as I had been. When we got back to the Hotel from our interview we only had a few minutes to pack before we all headed out to the airport. Our flight was long and I really wanted to sit next to Rob but I wasn't sure if that would be  pushing my limit on the whole non-awkwardness thing. I decided to let him make the move and when he sat next to someone else, I decided to sit next to Nikki. "Hey…" She said as I sat down, sounding a little surprised. "You mind if I sit here?"

"No, of course not Kris. Just a little surprised you're not sitting next to someone else." We both knew who she was referring to. "We're not attached at the hip, you know." I said as I laughed a little. "Yeah I know but I thought you two had just stopped fighting. Usually that would mean that you want to be together." I hesitated, not sure how to answer that. "You guys did work it out, right?" "Well, no…but we will." "Oh..." she said, looking at me apologetically. "I'm sorry, I thought you guys talked about it yesterday." "We did, it just didn't go according to plan." "But you think that everything will be okay, right?" "I know it will." I spent most of the flight either listening to music or catching up on the sleep I had missed the night before. I turned my phone back on when we were all waiting for our bags and found that I had a text message waiting from Rob. "Come 2 my room when we get back 2 the hotel so we can tlk."  "Okay." I typed back quickly. . . . . . . I dropped my luggage off in my room and then quickly headed to Rob's. I really needed to pee but I was too anxious to take the time. I knocked on his door and felt the same butterflies as yesterday. They were a little less frantic though, now that I knew that Rob wanted to get past this. He let me in and then turned and opened his arms to me as soon as the door had closed behind us. "Hey, sweetheart." It was a warmer welcome than I expected but I wasn't about to turn it down. "Hey…" I smiled softly and moved into his embrace, wrapping my arms around his waist. I felt his long fingers run through my hair and then his hand came to rest on my back. "Let's go talk." He said after kissing the top of my head. "Okay." He led me into the bedroom and we sat down on the end of the bed.

"I feel really bad about yesterday." He started. "No, Rob I shouldn't ha – " "Let me finish." He said, his tone not harsh at all. "I may have meant some of things I said, but I shouldn't have been so harsh with you. I should have listened to your concerns rationally and then explained mine. But instead, I let my frustration with the media get the b est out of me and I took it out on you. You didn't deserve that. I wish you would have confronted me a little more calmly about everything, but now I can see where your concerns were coming from." I waited a few moments to see if he was finished and when he didn't continue I took it as my turn to speak. "Thank for a apologizing for the way you handled your frustration, but I'm not completely innocent here." He opened his mouth to speak but I continued before he got the chance. "I handled things the wrong way as well. I should have calmly asked you about what I read and let you explain to me how ridiculous it was. You only got defensive because I came in there demanding answers. And you were right; I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions just because I was angry about the night before." He put his hand on my thigh and I put mine over his. "And I want you to know that I do trust you. I know it didn't seem that way last night but I was still angry about you leaving to go out. I don't think that I would have reacted that way if everything would have  been okay beforehand." "Well it doesn't matter, because everything is okay now." "Yes, it is." I said with the most genuine smile I had shown all day. "Really?" he asked as if he were surprised by his own statement. "Of course. I just want to be done with this whole mess…let's just leave that in London." He still looked surprised. "I have to admit…I thought this conversation was g oing to take a lot longer. If I had known that it was going to be so short and sweet, I would have had it with you this morning." "Yeah I thought it would take a lot longer too, but I honestly thought you were going to be the one to lay it on me." "No…" he said before he leaned in to kiss me softly on the lips. I moaned a little against his mouth…I had missed those lips. "So are we all stitched up then?" I asked once he had pulled away. "All stitched up and sanitized." He said with a nod. "Good, because I have to pee." He laughed and watched me bolt to the bathroom. When I walked out after an extremely relieving experience with the toilet, the bed room was empty. I left the room and found him sitting on the couch in the living room, his laptop on his lap and his guitar on the coffee table in front of him. I sat down next to him and he gave me a quick kiss. "I'm glad that we're back to normal." I said, running my hand through his hair. He leaned in to kiss me again.

"Me too." He mumbled against my lips. "Play something for me." I said, gesturing to h is guitar. He looked over at it and then shut his computer and  put it on the ground. "What do you want me to play?" He asked as he picked up the guitar and pulled it into his lap. "I don't know…" I paused to think about it. "Have you written anything knew?" He shook his head, almost looking sad. "I haven't written anything in awhile." "Why not?" "Just haven't had the time I guess." "Well I don't care what you play; I just want to hear your voice…" He looked thoughtful. "Play me the song from the movie." He laughed a little bit. "That's what you want to hear?" I nodded. "I like that song." He sighed and leaned forward a little as he rested the guitar on his knee and draped his arm over it. He struck a chord and then stopped to tune it a little bit. When he was satisfied with the tuning, he started playing softly. His eyes fluttered shut and his eyebrows furrowed together in concentration. It of course sounded a little different played acoustically but I immediately knew that it was the song I had asked for. I smiled as he started humming along to the music he was creating and lifted my hand to play with the hair at the back of his neck. He smiled a little when he felt my touch but kept his eyes closed and continued to hum. I began to wonder if he would sing but soon enough my internal question as answered. He continued to just strum for about another minute and then I felt myself  smile as soon as he opened his mouth. "Oooh… Ooh… She's standing there By a broken tree"  Not only did Rob's body look like sex, but Rob's voice sounded like sex. My heart didn't just melt, it liquefied. "I was damned by light Coming out of her eyes She spoke with a voice that Disrupted the sky."

I felt my body start to scoot closer to him on its own accord. I was completely drawn to him. He looked  breathtaking with his eyes tightly closed and facial expressions showing how into the song he was. When he sang you could tell that he was really feeling the music. "She said walk on over, yeah, to this Bit of shade." As he started to hit the notes harder I felt electricity run through my body. I wa nted him in every way you could ever want another human being. Physically, emotionally, spiritually…everything. "I will wrap you in my arms And you'll know you've been saved. Let m – " Before He could even finish the line I felt my free hand stop his from strumming without even thinking about it. The room was now silent and he opened his eyes to look over at me questioningly. "I changed my mind." I told him. "I don't want you to play for me anymore." He stared at me for a long moment. "Do you want me to play something else?" "No, I want you to make love to me." The confusion slid right off of his face and was replaced with desire. He put his guitar back on the coffee table and leaned back into the cushion of the couch. "Come here, baby." He said as he reached over to pull me over to him. He didn't have to pull too hard though  because I responded quickly and eagerly climbed onto his waiting lap to straddle his waist. He put his hand on the side of my neck and I leaned into him to close the distance between our lips. My arms locked themselves around his neck and I whimpered against his mouth as our bodies pressed into each other. I felt his tongue slip into my mouth and as we started to make out he stood up to carry me to his bed with my legs wrapped around his waist. He sat down on the side of the bed, leaving me on his lap once again, and I fisted my hands in his hair. I tugged up on the hem of his shirt and, sensing what I wanted, he broke our kiss momentarily to pull it off and toss it on the floor. I raked my nails down his chest and he moaned into my mouth as I felt his erection spring to full life beneath me. My hands kept traveling down his stomach until I found the waistband of his jeans and popped the button open frantically. "I want you." I whimpered to Rob as he pulled away from my lips to gasp for air. "You've got me." He said through his panting. "Inside me." I clarified. He moaned at my statement and in a sudden movement stood up and turned me so that I was sitting on the side of the bed now and he was standing in front of me. He pulled his pants down the rest of the way, finishing the work that I had started, and kicked them off of his feet. I soaked in the stunning appearance of 

Rob standing right in front of me in only his boxer briefs. He stepped towards me until he could grab at the bottom of my shirt and pull it off hastily. As he did this I undid and kicked off my own jeans, eager to get him inside me and not wanting to waste any time. As soon as my shirt had been relocated to join his on the floor, he got to work on my bra. He snapped the clasp open impossibly fast and pulled the material away from my chest, tossing it to the side and not caring to look  where it landed. As soon as the cold air of the room hit my newly revealed breasts I could feel my nipples harden. His eyes raked over my skin and I could tell he also noticed the effects of the air and the anticipation by what he did next. He pushed me down against the mattress and sucked my nipple into his hot mouth as he stood between my legs. "Rob…" I gasped as I arched my back involuntarily, pushing my chest more forcefully against his face. He groaned against my breast in response and began to alternate between sucking on my nipple and grazing his teeth over it. I had been wet enough already and now I was like a fucking slip n' slide. His left hand found my other breast and started massaging it, eliciting my legs to wrap around his waist tightly in search of some kind of friction. He then used both hands to squeeze my breast together and his mouth left my nipple to kiss up the valley between them and lick his way to my neck. His teeth nipped at the sensitive skin there and I whimpered in frustration. "Rob…stop teasing…" "I'm not teasing." He said before nipping at me again. "I'm enjoying." "Well…" I had to pause to let out a soft moan. "Why don't you try…enjoying something…a little further  south." I said through shallow gasps of air. He laughed a little and then stood up and took a step back to push his boxers down. "Well I can't resist an offer like that…" I was pleased to hear that he was breathing heavily as well. I lifted myself up on my elbows and watched his erection spring free once his boxers were gone. I would never get tired of looking at that body. I watched him come towards me again until his hands were at my waist and then I lifted my hips for him to pull my panties off. Finally, we were both naked. I was more than ready for him. "Shit…" He mumbled, glancing away from me. "What?" I asked, still breathing hard. "I need to go get a condom from my suitcase." "Don't…" I said, locking my legs around his waist. He raised his eyebrows and looked at me like I was crazy. "You can pull out." I added. "I…" He hesitated, looking like he wanted nothing more than to agree. "I'll be right back, baby." I whined and squeezed my legs around him more tightly. "But I want you…now…" He looked hesitant again.

"Kristen, it's not worth it." He said firmly before unwrapping my legs from around him and leaving the room. I decided then that I needed to get on the pill. They only reason I hadn't been was because I was worried I would forget to take it, but I would have to find a way to remember because I longed to feel Rob inside me with no barrier…and no hassle of having to stop and put one on. He came back shortly after, a condom already covering his delicious length. "Come here…" I said, reaching for him from where I still lay waiting. "See…" He said as he walked back over to me. "Totally worth it." "I need you…" I whispered, my words meaning more than he probably knew. "I need you too. I always need you." He responded as he pushed me back down onto the bed and positioned himself at my entrance, looking right into my eyes. The moment he finally slid into me felt like slow motion and I tried to soak up every moment. I felt like something was being returned to me that I had lost tragically. My back arched off of the bed as he filled me and my arms slid above my head. My eyes grew heavy in my lust induced state and I wanted to close them,  but I forced myself to keep them open so I could look into his. "Ughnn…Kristen…" Rob moaned as he leaned forward and reached up to take my hand. "You feel so perfect inside me…" I whispered back as I laced our fingers together. "Right where I belong." He answered. . . . We climaxed together and I was exactly where I wanted to be. I was in the arms of the person I cared about and he was in mine. So the Hours went back to feeling like minutes, the minutes went back to feeling like seconds, and the seconds went back to feeling like flashes of something that you missed. . . . "I didn't like sleeping without you last night." Rob admitted as I lay across his chest and he ran his fingertips up and down my bare back. "Me neither…and I didn't get a lot of sleep because of it." "Well I guess I should apologize in advance for tonight then."

"Why?" I said as I turned my head to look up at him with concern. "You're not going to stay?" "Oh I'm staying…I just don't plan on letting you sleep very much." . . . . . . PLEASE READ! It's a possibility that this story could be deleted by the website for breaking some rule about using real life people as characters, THEREFORE…if in the unlikely event that happens and you want to be notified on how you can continue to follow this story PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR EMAIL NOW because if the story does get removed, then I will lose the list of subscribers :( ON A LIGHTER NOTE, I'm wondering how we would all feel about an outtake from Rob's point of view? And if so, what part should that be from? Just an idea…. ***ON TO REVIEWS!*** First of all, to lms442 who said

"You've got Kristen really clingy and Rob really aloof...that's not at all how they seem, as a matter of fact you seem to have their personalities switched! It's an okay story just not really believeable." I'm surprised you seriously sat there and read twenty chapters of a story you find so unenjoyable, thanks I guess? Anyway…. Bees loves Robsten – I totally agree about the Oprah show :) Robpfan – hope you enjoyed the lemonade you wanted! Becbaybee – have no worries, the sadness is over! Taty – Don't worry I read them too, and yes they are okay! Brpatzlover – wanna hear a secret? I have the same panty problem. I know what you mean, I kind of  agreed with both of them in that fight! But now everything is better and there wasn't really a cliffy this

time :) Edbells – Rob was kind of being an ass, I know, but you were right when you said he was sort of right and that's why they both apologized. Myonlysaga – I'm flattered that this story has kept you up at night! And I LOVED you're idea about the scene with Taylor so you will probably see that soon. Decowoman – another quick shot! And a lemon too… LVQueen – of course our beloved Robsten will make it! And you are right, they can't stay away from each other for long. (plus we wouldn't want to read about that, would we? Haha) Twilightluver – you are so welcome :) I love have addicted readers. Loverrobsten – no way it is not over, and I have a sequel planned as well. Ollietwifan – OMFG I so know the clip you are talking about. Edward's crazy eyes when he was fighting with Jacob! So fucking hot…..

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*Rob POV*

The sound of the toilet flushing woke from my slumber at about three AM. I was slightly disoriented from sleep for a few seconds but quickly regained consciousness when I saw Kristen's naked body exit the  bathroom and make way back into the bedroom. It was dark and I could only see her silhouette, but I knew exactly what I was looking at. I knew every detail of that girl's body. The curve of her waist to her hip, the spot on the back of her neck that gave her chills when I kissed it, the way her nipples hardened so easily for  me, the way her hips twitched when she was getting close to coming, the look she always got on her face when I entered her…all of it was beautiful. And all of it was mine. Finally, after so long of being desperate for her. Actually, no…I was still just as desperate for her. The only difference was that now I could act on it. I was painfully aware of my raging hard on by the time she crawled back into bed but I could tell she didn't know I was awake. She curled up on her side, facing away from me, and I slid up behind her. She jumped a little when she felt my arm wrap around her but quickly relaxed into my embrace. "I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" "Don't worry about it. I have something for you." "Oh, you do?" She asked slyly. "Yeah" I answered as I pressed my full body into hers, pushing my erection against her. She whimpered a little when she felt the stiff part of my anatomy.

"Again? This will be like…the fourth time tonight." I smiled. "Not that I'm complaining, though" She added quickly. "I just wouldn't have thought you still had anything left in you." "Always…" I whispered before kissing behind ear. "…for you." She made a soft 'Mm' sound and turned in my arms to face me. "How did I get so lucky?" She asked quietly, leaning her forehead against mine. She was wrong though. Nothing about our relationship was luck. I knew with everything in me that being here with her was fate. Being on this movie with her was fate, and being in this bed with her was fate. In fact, I wasn't sure I would even be doing this movie without her. She was the only reason I went after this role with such determination. After meeting her I knew I needed to work with her, and after working with her I knew I needed to be with her. "I believe I'm the lucky one, you delusional girl." I said, choosing not to share with her my thoughts about fate bringing us together. Part of me was afraid of the way I felt about her. I had never been one to believe in love at first site, or really love at all for that matter…at least not for me. I never saw myself being so captivated by someone that I would want to give myself to them completely, but she had changed all of that for me. And the only thing scarier than admitting that to myself, was admitting that to her. And the only thing even scarier than that was wondering if she felt the same wa y. Telling her that I was falling in love with her, such a difficult concept at the time, seemed like an easy conquest compared to what was on the path in front of me now. Could I conquer my fear of the unknown and tell her that I had now fallen? Yes, this was certainly uncharted territory for me. "What are you thinking about?" She asked, probably seeing the thoughtfulness in my expression. "You" I answered honestly. She took my hand, guided it to her stomach, and starting pushing it down. I smiled and took the lead, sliding my hand down her soft skin until I found my place between her legs. The tip of my middle finger came into contact with her clit she tilted her head back a little as she closed her eyes, moaning softly. If only I could have a picture of the way she always looked when I first touched her, to carry it around all day and constantly have that memory with me. I started rubbing in slow circles and her back arched slightly, pushing her chest into mine. I abandoned her clit, evoking her to whimper at the loss, and dipped my middle and pointer finger  down further. I moaned at how wet she was and, satisfied that she was ready for me, I pulled my hand away and reached over her to the bedside table to grab a condom. I got up on my knees as I tore open the foil package and she positioned herself so she was lying on her back. I wrapped my hands around the backs of each of her calves and slowly spread her legs as I moved to kneel  between them. I rolled the condom on and then rubbed myself across her waiting entrance. "Rob…" She sighed. "You're beautiful" I told her as I rubbed my hand across her stomach. I didn't even think twice about the compliment, I had just said whatever popped into my mind. "Put it in…" She pleaded, arching her back again.

"My pleasure" I answered. I watched my tip push into her and then looked up to observe her reaction. He hands lifted to her body absentmindedly and her fingertips brushed across her stomach. They glided up from her navel to her chest, where her hands squeezed her breasts in passing on their journey to run through her hair. She moaned while completing this action and I felt a flood of heat rush to my center. This girl was going to make me come  before I even got all the way inside her. "God, Kristen…" I moaned as I started to slide the rest of my length into her heat. "Ugnh…" She moaned loudly when I was fully inside her. I used one hand to tilt her head to the side a little and then I leaned in and lavished her neck with open mouthed kisses as I started thrusting. Her knees bent, giving me a deeper angle to move into, and I felt her  hands start to tug on my hair. "You are a goddess…" I breathed into her ear, speaking with my heart and not my mind. She moaned loudly and lifted her hips eagerly, urging me to plunge into her harder. I very willingly complied and could quickly feel the pressure of my inevitable explosion begin to build. "Mmm…Rob…ahh…baby…" Her head lolled to the side as I continued my assault on her neck and she slurred out incoherent moans. I wanted nothing more than to devour her and that's exactly what I did. I was in a haze of passion as I made love to her with building fervent. My body gave her everything I had and took everything she offered me. Before long I started to feel the muscles of my lower abdomen tighten and I knew what was to happen next. It was a familiar feeling since this relationship with Kristen had started and my b ody's last warning that I was about to burst with the ecstasy I had been trying to keep at bay. "Kristen…" I choked. "I'm…" I couldn't finish my statement but I d idn't have to. "Let go, I'm ready…I'm there with you…" Her assurance was all I needed and then I lost myself in her. Her nails dug into my back, her legs wrapped around my waist, and she started emitting high pitched cries of pleasure…but I was only faintly aware off all this. I was too busy being slapped in the face by my own orgasm. . . . . . .

*Back to Kristen's POV*

The alarm we had set on Rob's phone went off way too early and I seriously felt like I had slept for no more than ten minutes. I felt him shift on the bed as he grabbed it and turned it off and then a moment later his  body pressed up against mine from behind and his arm wrapped loosely around me. I opened my eyes and started playing with his fingers, just enjoying being in his arms, un til I began to feel and hear his breathing even behind me. "Rob…" I said, shaking his arm a little. "Hmmm?" "We can't fall back asleep, we have to work today." "Mmm…" He groaned as his arm tightened around me and his nose nuzzled against the back of my neck. I  brought his hand to my lips and kissed the back of it before gently pushing his arm off of me and sliding out of bed. "Where are you going?" "To shower." I sat up and my head spun. He wasn't joking when he told me I wasn't going to be getting a lot of sleep last night. I stood up and winced a little. "What's wrong?" He asked. I looked over my shoulder to see him curled, clutching a pillow, with his eyes still closed. "Is it possible to pull a vagina muscle?" I asked, only half way joking. "Are you sore?" He asked, looking extremely amused. "Why do you sound so pleased by that?" "It strokes my ego to know I can satisfy my woman so well." "More like overexert." His smile widened. "If you want to come back to bed I can try to work out that kink for you." "Not a chance…" I said as I laughed and got up to go to the bathroom. . . . . .

. I felt like I was going to fall asleep as I sat and let the make-up artist on set put my Bella wig on for me. One good thing about the day, however, was that my good friend Dakota would be arriving in the afternoon. In fact, she would be there all week shooting volturi scenes and I was really ex cited to see her. We had gotten along well while filming New Moon but then we did The Runaways together and that's where we really clicked. All I had to do was get through a morning of fighting my exhaustion and then I had most of the afternoon off while they shot volturi scenes without me. I planned on spending that time to take a nap and then go out to dinner with everyone that night to welcome the few new cast members for the week. "Hey…" Rob said as he plopped down in the chair across from me in his complete Edward Cullen getup, holding his script. "Hi." I said through a yawn. I was a little surprised to see him. We usually tried to k eep our distance right  before shooting so that it would be easier to get into character and not look at each other as Rob as Kristen. I decided it wasn't a big deal though because most of my scenes the next few days would be with Taylor. "Tired?" He asked with the faint sign of a grin on his face. "No, I slept great." I said sarcastically. "Good." "What are you doing over here anyway?" "Everyone else is ready…we're just waiting on you." "Well, let the waiting be over…you're ready to go." Said the makeup artist. "Thanks." I said as I hopped out of the chair. David quickly directed us into our places and soon enough Rob and I were seated in the Volvo, across from Taylor who was sitting in the shitty old truck. We waited as the lighting was put into place and I looked over  at Rob to find him looking down with his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. I knew him well enough to know that he was getting himself into character. I looked away and out the window of the car, getting focused as well. I closed my eyes for a moment and tried to get my mind on track as thinking as Bella. It really wasn't hard at all, however, because I related to her character so much. This was by far one of my easier roles. Not because she wasn't dynamic, b ut because it was so easy to see myself as her. Especially while acting with Rob. The way I felt about him was eerily similar to the way Bella felt about Edward. David called for silence on set and we both got into out appropriate positions. As soon as he called action I reached for the door, looking back at Rob, except he wasn't Rob anymore. I could see it in his eyes. He was Edward and I was Bella. "What's wrong?" I asked, my hand on the door handle. He shook his head from side to side slightly. "Nothing" He said, turning to look out the windshield towards the shitty truck. His eyes narrowed a little and he wore a look of irritation. "You're not listening to Jake, are you?"

"It's not easy to ignore someone when he's shouting." "What's he shouting?" "I'm absolutely certain he'll mention it himself." He said in a cold voice. I heard two honks of an obnoxious horn. "That's impolite." He said in a menacing tone. "CUT!" Rob looked over, confused, and I laughed. "What?" He asked. "You're about to get an English lesson, Mr. Pattinson." Sure enough, David was quick to explain the reason for stopping the take. "You need to draw out the 'lite' part of that word a little more, Rob." "Impolite." He said, sounding a little better. "You're making the 'o' sound too much like an 'i', try making it sound more like an 'a'." I suggested. "Impolite." Rob tried again. "Good, that's perfect." David approved. "Let's roll from the top." We ran the same scene a few times, finally getting it right on the fifth take, and then we got into filming some scenes at the black house. Rob stayed and watched the whole time even though he didn't have to. It was nice having him there but I couldn't help wonder if he would do the same thing the next day. The following morning Taylor and I were scheduled to film our first kissing scene. I was less concerned about the first kissing scene than the second, since I wouldn't even be kissing him back at all, but it would still be awkward if Rob was there. I watched as Rob shot a couple scenes without me and then we were both done for the day. My morning had gone by more quickly than expected and I was overjoyed at the thought of going back to the hotel for a couple hours of sleep. Rob, Taylor, and I all got ready to leave set and I as we were on our way out I spotted Dakota getting her makeup applied. "Hey!" I said, bounding over to her to say hi for a moment before I left. "Kris, hey!" She answered, opening her eyes. The makeup artist smiled politely and took a step back so I could give her a hug. "I'm about to head out but I saw you and just wanted to come say hey before left. You're going to dinner with all of us tonight, right?" "Yeah, definitely, I'll be there." "Okay, well I'll let you get back to work then." "I'll see you later. We have a lot to talk about…" She said, glancing at Rob. I laughed and nodded. "Indeed."

. . . . . . "What are you going to do until dinner?" Rob asked as we approached the door to my room. "Sleep." I said as I fumbled in my bag for my room key. "Mmm…that sounds nice. Can I join you?" I thought about it as I pulled the keycard out of my bag. I looked over at him hesitantly. "Only if you keep your hands to yourself…I really am looking to recuperate from last night." I said seriously. "Does that mean we can't even cuddle?" He asked with a puppy dog look as he reached out to put his hands on my hips. "Rob, stop…" I said as I swatted his hands away . "Why?" "Someone could see you." "Nobody is out here." He said, looking around the hallway. "Somebody could walk around the corner at any second though." I answered. He sighed and dropped his hands to his side. "Well I can't promise to keep my hands to myself, but what if I promise to keep my clothes on? Well, some of my clothes at least…" I couldn't help but laugh. "Come on…" I said with a sigh as I opened my door and pulled him inside. "So how come you stayed on set today longer than you had to?" I asked as I dropped my stuff on the couch and we headed towards the  bedroom. "I didn't. I had scenes to shoot when you were done remember?" "No, I know…I was just wondering why you stayed to watch so long when you could have been relaxing in your trailer." He shrugged and took off his shirt. "I'm sorry…did you not want me watching?" "No, no…that's not what I meant at all. I was just wondering why." I said as I unbuttoned my jeans.

"I guess I just like watching you. You know I think you're an amazing actress. I like watching you work." I smiled and walked over to him. "I don't want you to think it made me uncomfortable to have you watching." I got up on my tip toes and wrapped my arms around his neck. "I like having you there with me." "Good." He smiled and then leaned his head down to kiss me. "Cause I like being there." "And by the way…" I mumbled against his lips. "I'm glad you figured out how to say the word impolite." "Funny." He wrapped his arms around my waist tightly and kissed me again. "Hey!" I said, worming my way out of his arms. "Hands to yourself!" "I never made any promises about hands, remember?" "You're an ass" I said though my laughter as I finished taking my jeans off. He took his pants off so he was left in his boxers and then climbed into bed with me. He rolled onto his back and I rested my head on his bare chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat. . . . . . . We slept peacefully for a while until we were both awoken by my phone ringing. I looked around for a few moments, disoriented from sleep, until I was finally able to locate where the sound was coming from. "Answer it…" Rob whined as he rolled over onto his stomach. I leaned over the side of the bed and picked up my jeans, digging my phone out of the pocket. "Hello?" I answered and then threw my pants back onto the floor. "Hey, sweetie" my mom's voice came through the phone. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine, why?" "Your voice just sounds a little off." "Sorry, I just woke up." "You just woke up?"

"Yeah, I had the afternoon off so I took a nap…I didn't sleep well last night." "Why not?" I looked over at Rob who had his eyes closed and a smile on his face. Apparently he could hear  what my mom was saying. "Um, I don't know mom…just restless I guess." "Okay well I have a question for you while I've got you on the phone." "Okay, what is it?" "Do you like cheetah print?" "What? Mom, what are you talking about?" "Do you like cheetah print?" She repeated. "Um I guess so, why?" I asked as I sat up. "Well your aunt and I are at Victoria's Secret and I know you don't like shopping so I thought I would pick  you up so things…they've got a real cute cheetah set here but there's also a really nice red lace number that you would like…" I looked over at Rob again who was now chuckling softly with his eyes still closed. I sighed and looked away, feeling awkward. "Mom" I said, cutting off her rambling. "I don't need you to buy lingerie for me." "I know that, honey. But I know it's hard for you to go out now with all the paparazzi following you and you don't really have the time anyway. Besides, you hate shopping and they've got some good deals going on so I might as well pick you up some things while I'm here." I was momentarily distracted by Rob's arm snaking around my waist. "Ooh, Carrie, look at this one!" I heard my mom say to my Aunt. "Yeah, this pink one…so cute!" Rob's lips were then on my skin, kissing my neck. "Kristen, which one do you think you would want? They've also got a pretty midnight blue set…" I then felt his tongue traveling up my neck, causing me to  breathe heavily. "Kristen?" "Uh…sorry, what?" I asked, trying to focus. Rob continued to travel up my neck with open mouthed kisses until he reached the back of my ear. "I'd like to see you in that red lace…" he whispered, causing me to have to hold back a moan. "I asked which one you wanted me to get you. Or do you want all of them?" My mom said. "The red lace." I answered before feeling Rob smile against my skin . . . .

. . A/N *WOW. I love how the moment I ask yall for your emails so you can keep following the story I get people coming out of the fucking woodwork with reviews and private messages! People that I didn't even know had been following this story from the beginning! I literally have PAGES of e mails and I am so thrilled that so many people are reading! So yeah…you better believe I'm going to be expecting a lot more reviews people! *There seemed to be a little confusion with a couple people. Just FYI, I don't plan on taking this story down. If it does get removed it will be because the website took it down, not because I did. I really don't think it will be removed though, the email was just a precaution thing so that I would be able to get in touch with yall about it if I need to. *Also, remember that if you did not type your email in the format youremailadress(at)whateverwebsite(dot)com then I DID NOT receive it. If you did, then it has been added to my list. *I would like to dedicate the little Rob POV bit to lms442, who reminded me to today to remain open minded about feedback. She also opened my eyes to the fact that this story may have seemed a little one-sided and some of you may have gotten the impression that Kristen cared for Rob more than he cared for her. SO…I wanted to give yall a glimpse of what he is feeling. I also want to add that I am always willing to listen to my reader's suggestions on how I ca n improve this story. Please don't ever be afraid to share your opinion with me and lms442…your reviews are always welcome.

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"We overslept…we have to be downstairs in twenty minutes." I said as I wormed my way out of Rob's arms and off of the bed. "For what?" He asked sleepily, running a hand through his hair. "Dinner" "We slept that long?" I looked at him and laughed. "That's what happens when you get no sleep the night before a nap." "Hey, I would trade sleep for the things that happened last night any time." He looked up at me through his thick lashes with such adorable eyes that I couldn't resist. I climbed into his lap and pressed my forehead against his.

"Me too." I said. He flashed me my favorite grin. "I know you would. You try to act like you're not weak for me but I see right through that smokescreen… you've got it bad for me." I laughed and raised my eyebrows at him. "Is that so?" "Mhmm…" He moved a piece of hair away from my face and his voice dropped to a whisper. "I can see it in your eyes." Our mood abruptly shifted from playful to serious and I was suddenly aware that he was staring into my eyes. He took one of my hands and lifted it to the side of my neck. "I wonder if you see how bad I have it for you when you look into my eyes." I shook my head and when I answered my voice was also a whisper. "I'm too busy being mesmerized by you…and the way you look at me." "How do I look at you?" His eyes searched mine for something. "Like I'm everything." He leaned his head forward until his lips were touching mine. "You are everything…" He mumbled against them. "Everything I never knew I wanted." There he was making my heart melt as usual. I pressed my chest up against his as I started to make out with him but he quickly pulled away. "We have to go, remember?" He whispered with a smile. I sighed and crawled off of his lap. "You use your powers against me for evil." I mumbled as I fumbled around the room, getting dressed. He chuckled softly and got off the bed, running his hands through his hair. "Would you like to elaborate on that?" "Every time we need to be somewhere…that's when you make me want to stay in bed with you more than anything." "Well, we could always stay…" "No we can't. Dakota just got here and I told her I would go." "Where are we going, anyway? I'm starving…" "I'm not sure. I know they were talking about Italian but I don't know if they made a final decision." He  pulled on his pants and then I watched his abs as he stretched. "Stop staring…you're making me blush." He said with a smirk as he pulled his shirt over his head. I laughed quietly and finished getting dressed. We both then used the bathroom and brushed our teeth to freshen up. "Ready?" I asked as I left the bathroom and put my shoes on. "Yeah" He answered as he shoved his wallet and phone into his back pockets. I moved towards the door but was stopped by his hands on my waist right before I reached for the knob. "What?" I asked as I looked back at him.

"I need to kiss you again before I have to go out there and pretend that I don't want to." . . . . . . I wanted to stay in the hotel room with Rob where we could just be ourselves and touch and kiss but I was glad to see Dakota. Eating and catching up with her was a good distraction but I was still very conscious of  the sex God sitting next to me in the booth. Rob was sitting on the end and I was chatting with Dakota when two girls approached him. I immediately stopped talking and looked over. "Oh my God, I can't believe you are here…you are like sooo freaking hott…" One of the girls said to him excitedly. The one speaking was a brunette with huge boobs and the other one smiling giddily next to her  was blonde. She had smaller boobs than the first but they were still bigger than mine. They both looked either  my age or not much younger. "Uh…thank you…" Rob said as he laughed nervously. "Could we get a picture with you?" The blonde asked. They both acted as if they didn't even notice anyone else sitting at the table. "Yeah…" Rob put down his fork and then slid out of the booth and ran a hand through his hair. "Can I touch your hair?" The brunette squealed as the blonde took out her camera. "Um…" Rob looked a little taken aback. I watched and waited to see what he would say. "Okay." He said, laughing. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God…" she mumbled as she lifted an unsteady hand up and brushed it though his hair. He laughed again and she squealed in excitement. "You're hair is soooo gorgeous." She said as she pulled her hand back. "Thank you." He said, wearing his gorgeous smile. I couldn't help but be jealous. My hand should be the only one running through that hair. I was momentarily distracted by a foot kicking mine under the table from across from me. My head snapped to the side to look at Dakota. "Stop glaring at them." She whispered. I sighed and turned back to look at Rob, trying to soften my expression. The blonde held the camera up and I watched as the brunette slid her arm around my man's waist, giggling uncontrollably. Rob put his arm around her shoulder and smiled weakly. The camera flashed and then they switched places so that Rob could pose with the blonde. I wished I could get up and ask the whores to pull

their shirts up so that their tits weren't hanging out in front o f my boyfriend…but I couldn't. "I have seen Twilight so many times; you make such an amazing Edward." The blonde gushed to him. "Well I'm glad you like the movie so much." He said with a polite nod as he sat back down. "Only because you're in it…" The one with giant tits answered in a tone that sounded like she was trying to  be seductive. Rob picked up his fork and then looked over at the whores. "That's very kind of you but I'm going to get back to my meal if you don't mind." "Oh, yeah of course." The blonde said, putting her camera away. "It was so nice to meet you." Big-tits said. "Yeah, likewise." Rob answered. Finally, the sluts started walking awa y giggling. The moment they were gone I turned to him and started talking in my best valley girl voice. "Oh my fucking God Rpatz, you're so fucking hott…I just want to touch your hair and shove my tits in your  face…" I said as I ruffled his hair playfully. Everyone around us laughed and he smiled at me crookedly. "Somebody's jealous…" Dakota said, laughing. "I'm not jealous." I said as I turned back to my food, pouting a little. It was obviously a lie. Rob's thumb rubbed back and forth along the outside of my thigh underneath the table as he leaned in to whisper in my ear. "Don't be jealous…you can shove your tits in my face anytime you'd like." He said before chuckling softly. The combination of his words and his hot breath on my ear sent a shiver down my spine and brought a blush to my cheeks. "Hey, no dirty talking at the dinner table…" Kellan said, smiling. "Who said I was talking dirty?" Rob asked as he continued chuckling and turned back to his food. "Um…Kristen's face did." He answered. "Oh, now she's really blushing…" Rob teased as he nudged me with his shoulder. "You guys are such assholes." I mumbled as I started eating again. . . . . .

. I drank just enough after dinner that night to make me sleepy and Rob and I passed out in my bed pretty early. Thankfully, it enabled me to catch up on sleep and I woke up pretty rejuvenated the next morning. Dakota was lucky enough not to start filming her scenes until that afternoon, but Rob and I had to be there  bright and early as usual. First, him Taylor and myself had to reshoot a soon from the previous week. After  that it was just Taylor and I for our kissing scene. We were on our fifth take and to be honest I was getting a little annoyed that Rob was watching. First of all, I was having a hard time focusing because of it. Second of  all, every time I looked over at him after the scene was cut he just looked so uncomfortable and I really didn't understand why he was watching if he felt that way. Thankfully, our first kissing scene was pretty easy for  me. Taylor was the one who had to do all of the kissing while I just stood there and looked violated. "You don't have to stand there and watch, you know." I said as I walked over to Rob after the fifth take was cut. David told us he thought he got the shot and to take a minute break while he looked over it. "I know I don't have to, but I want to." "Why do you look so uncomfortable then?" He shrugged. "Well I mean, it still sucks. I know it's not a b ig deal but of course I don't enjoy watching it." "Then why do you want to?" I would never want to watch him shoot a scene like that. "Because I would rather watch it now when it's being produced and put together instead of later on screen when it looks more real." "Oh…" I mumbled. "But I didn't know that I looked so uncomfortable. I'm sorry if I'm bothering you by w atching…I don't have to. I can go to my trailer if you want." "No, it's fine." I assured him. I didn't want him to think that I had a problem with it. "I just don't want you to feel weird." "I'm fine, don't worry about me." He said, although he didn't sound so sure. He should have known that he had absolutely no reason to be jealous. Taylor was a nice guy and I would be a liar if I said he didn't have a hot body. However, that was pretty much all there was to him. "You wouldn't ever feel threatened him by him, right?" I asked. He knew that I really didn't think I had much in common with Taylor. "What? No, of course not." He said, sounding surprised that I even asked. "Just making sure…" I mumbled. "It's obvious that I wouldn't enjoy you watching you kiss someone else, but I do understand that this is just our job. I don't feel threatened in any way." "Good." "Alright, we got our shot." David announced. "You three take a break for a little while I work some other 

scenes. I want you back here in an hour." I quickly pulled off the annoying wig I had to wear and then Rob and I took a couple minutes to smoke a cigarette. When were done we went back to his trailer. "You want a bottle of water?" He asked as he opened the mini fridge that was in there. "Yeah, thanks." I said. He handed me one and then flicked on the tiny TV and sat down on the couch. "Come here, baby." He said as he lifted one arm up to rest on the top of the couch. I smiled and lowered myself onto the couch until I was lying down with my head in his lap. I looked up at him as he smiled down at me and put his hand on my stomach. "Hi." I whispered. "Hi, beautiful." I smiled and turned my head to the side to nuzzle my face against his stomach as he started combing his fingers through my hair. "hey…" "Hmm?" "I can't kiss you if you're hiding your face from me." "Who says I want you to kiss me?" I mumbled against his stomach, my voice muffled. "You always want me to kiss you." "Well then…somebody's cocky…" I said with a smile. "Want me to show you just how cocky I can get?" He asked suggestively. "That might have been the lamest joke I've ever heard" I said, laughing. "Yeah I was just thinking that but it was too late…the words had already left my mouth." I laugh ed some more and then pulled myself up until I was sitting on his lap. "You're too adorable…" He smiled and kissed my forehead. "I try." "And just for the record, you were right." "About what?" "I do always want you to kiss me." He smiled wider and pushed some hair out of my face. "I know." "My lips are yours. You can kiss them anytime you want." He leaned in and kissed my lips softly, still smiling. "My lips are yours as well…along with the rest of my body. And you can do with it whatever you please." I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him again.

"I can think of a couple things that might make you retract that statement." "Like what?" "Well you don't want to give me free reign to do anything ." "And why is that?" He asked, chuckling against my lips. "Well what if I decided that I wanted to stick my finger up your butt? Some people are into that shit…" He started laughing harder. "Okay, let me rephrase that…almost anything." "That's better." I approved, pecking his lips again. "Although I'm pretty confident that I would be okay with everything you would be interested in." "Sure about that?" I asked playfully, raising my eyebrows. "Pretty sure. You don't strike me as the asshole intruding type of girl…at least not on me." He flashed me his  beautiful grin and I laughed. "I assure you that your asshole is completely safe with me." I answered, ignoring the last part of h is comment. "Good to know. I can sleep better at night now." "Rob?" "Hmm?" "You're spending too much time talking and not enough time kissing me." He smiled and moved his hand to the side of my neck. "Well let's see what we can do about that then…" He whispered as he pressed his lips to mine and then quickly began to deepen the kiss. It didn't take long for us to engage in a full blown make out session with our tongues intertwining and our  hands roaming. My hands found their way to his hair while his slid down to my hips and readjusted me until I was straddling him. His mouth soon traveled down my jaw and to my neck, where he sucked and nipped at my skin. "Rob…" I whispered through my heavy breathing. "Stop…you're gonna leave a mark…" He completely ignored me and continued his assault. "Baby…" I warned weakly. I could have pushed against his shoulders but it was hard enough to verbally reprimand him when it felt so good. He sighed in annoyance and moved his lips lower, diverting his attention to the pathetic amount of cleavage that my chest offered in the low cut shirt I was wearing. This action was easier to deny.

"Come back here…" I encouraged as I pulled his head up to meet my lips with his own again. He kissed me back passionately, seeming appeased ap peased with my redirecting, but a moment later his hands had moved up my body to grab and clutch at my breasts. I moved both of my hands down to grab his and slid them down my sides until they were at my hips again. We upheld this position for a few moments until I felt his hands travel up my back, under my shirt, and toy with the clasp on my bra. I reached behind me and  pushed his hands down until they were gripping my ass. He pulled back, breathing heavily, and searched my eyes. "What's wrong?" "Nothing's wrong." I leaned in to kiss k iss him again but he leaned back further. "What's wrong?" he repeated. Damn. He must have noticed me trying to avert his attention. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to play it off. "Well, not that I don't love your you r ass…but you keep pushing me away a way from your chest." I sighed and shrugged. "I guess I'm just not feeling all too confident in that area right now." "Why not?" he asked seriously. "You've never been self conscious about your breasts with me before." He looked concerned. "It's just…" I sighed again and glanced away a way from his eyes. "Those girls that were flirting with you last night had such huge tits and just got me wondering if you wished mine were bigger." My sentence drifted into a mumble and saying out loud made it seem a lot more stupid. "You're still thinking about that?" He asked, soun ding surprised. "Kristen, I forgot about those girls the moment they walked away." "Yeah, well…obviously I didn't…" I mumbled. He tilted my c hin up until I was looking at him again and tangled a hand in my hair. "I wouldn't change a thing about your body, Kris. You're gorgeous. You know how attracted I am to you… you should never feel self conscious or worry about if I'm happy with the way you look." I nodded and smiled weakly. "I'm serious. You're perfect." I lifted one hand to his cheek. "I'm sorry I'm being so whiney…It's just hard sometimes not to compare myself to the millions of girls that lust after you." He leaned forward until his lips were touching mine and whispered against them. "I don't see why, because there is really no comparison." I smiled and leaned my forehead against his. "You're so sweet to me…" He now combed through my hair with both hands. "I don't try to be. And I've never really been this way with other girls. It just comes naturally…because of the way I feel about you." "…Which is different than how you have felt with other girls?" I asked, playing on h is words. The moment I

said it I wondered if it seemed like I was trying to twist his words. He stared at me for a few moments in silence, looking like he was trying to decide what to say. Finally, he nodded. "Very different." I wanted to scream, 'I LOVE YOU! SAY IT!' at the top of my lungs, but bu t I was thankful for  my unlikely self control. I was determined not to be the one to say it first. Not after the embarrassment I had felt on the trampoline in London. I paused a long time, waiting to see if he would expand upon that statement, but the moment never came. "It's weird making out with you in your Edward get up..." I started, changing both the subject and the mood. "I feel like we're roleplaying or something." He laughed and wiggled his eyebrows at me suggestively. "That's an interesting prospect…" . . . . . . A/N: Sorry for the lack of update, u pdate, loves. I was in Hawaii on vaca. v aca. Thank you for the encouragement and for the people who messaged me because they were itching for a new chap. It's flattering to know that you all miss the story so much when it hasn't been updated upd ated in a while… I adore you all :) Jenna

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Thanks to everyone who asked about my time in Hawaii…it was wonderful! I got an awesome tan and got to lay on the beach all day with my amazing fiancé :) Mmmm life is good. . . 10 days left in Vancouver

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The place that Rob and I were in over the next few weeks had been…comfortable, been…comfortable, for lack of a better word. We got a long perfectly and kept up our usual routine but I couldn't help feel like we were sort of stuck in the same spot. Rob was just as sweet and affectionate as ever, but there was the underlying tension there of both of us knowing that we hadn't verbally expressed just how deep our feelings had become. Now we only had a week and half left in Vancouver Vancou ver and I was started to worry that we were going to part ways sitting right in the position we were at now. Despite my worries, I still couldn't bring myself to initiate the exchanging of those three words that I wanted to here. Maybe I was a little guarded after being shut down in Lond on, although I was fairly certain that he he now felt the same way I did. Completely and entirely in love. "You're quiet all of the sudden…" Rob commented. He was sitting on his bed messing around on his lap top and I was lying on my side, watching him. "What's on your mind?" I sighed and played with the material of  the sheet underneath me. "We don't have much time left here..." I said quietly. Maybe I could c ould plant a seed of thought though t in that confusing mind of his. He turned to look at me and frowned. "I thought we said we weren't going to think about that." I shrugged. "I can't help it." He sighed and closed his computer. "I know…but it just puts such a damper on the time we have left together." I scooted over towards him until my head was resting on his leg. "I think a little bit of discouragement is unavoidable in our situation. I can't just not think about abo ut it." He sighed again and leaned back against the headboard. "I know, but we just have to try and look at the p positive." ositive." "What positive?" I mumbled. I saw no silver lining in being apart from him for so long. "Well, for example, we could at least be grateful for the situation that we're in right now." "A situation of pending separation?" I asked glumly. "No, the fact that we are here together. This movie is the best thing that has ever happened to me, Kristen, and it's not because of the work." I turned my face to look up at him. "I was just a piece of shit sauntering through a fruitless life before you came along." I pushed myself up until I was sitting up and facing him. "Really?" He nodded slowly and then smiled. "And then you came in and messed all of that up." He said playfully. I laughed and rolled my eyes. "Sounds horrible…" His face went back to a serious look and he played absentmindedly with the hem of my

shirt. "So I try to focus on those thoughts instead of wallowing in the idea of being apart for a while." I sighed and dropped my head to rest my forehead against his shoulder. "I'm sorry I'm being such a downer…" I whispered. I felt his head turn and then he kissed my temple. "It's understandable. Even though I try to stay positive, I get that way sometimes too…" I lifted my head so I could kiss his neck softly. "It's going to be so weird…not being with you all the time." He pulled me onto his lap until I was straddling him and wrapped his arms around my waist. "I know what you mean. You're so much more than my lover...You're my best friend." . . . . . . 7 days left in Vancouver . .

"I can't believe we're almost done filming already…" Ashley commented as we ate lunch together on set. "I know. I feel like we just got here." "This has been a pretty big movie for you to be on…socially, I mean." It was obvious she was talking ab out Rob. "Yeah, it has. I'm going to miss him a lot." "I can only imagine…long distances relationships are hard b ut I can't even being to think what it would be like having to deal with one while you're both in the spotlight." "Not really helping, Ash. I'm looking for more of 'oh it will be fine, don't worry about it, you're thinking about it more than you need to' type of thing." "Sorry…" she mumbled. "How is he handling it?" "I wouldn't know. We hardly ever talk about it."

"Why not?" She asked, sounding surprised. "He thinks it's just going to make things harder. But to me it feels more like he won't open up to me." She gave me a sympathetic look. "Sounds to me like it would make things harder to not talk about it with each other." "Exactly." "It's like you're being forced to keep it all bottled up inside." "Yeah…" "You should tell him that you think you guys should talk about it." "Well maybe that's not what he wants. Maybe he doesn't need to talk about it. Maybe he knows he isn't going to miss me that much." "Oh stop it, Kristen." Ashley said disapprovingly. "We've all seen the way he looks at you. There's no way he is not going to miss you." . . . . . . 5 days left in Vancouver . .

I checked my phone right when I got back to my trailer, as usual, and went through my messages. I was a little surprised by the third one I opened. "way to not ever txt me like u promised u sketch." It was Mike. " I'm sorry Mike. I've just been so busy with the movie." He texted back only moments later. "Yeah…almost done now right?"  "Yup. Only a few more days." 

"So when r u coming home?"  "Saturday."  " I'm gonna get to see u right?" I hesitated a moment before answering. "Ya we can try to meet up or something."  "U should come to my place. Mack has being staying with me and I'm sure he wants to see u too." Mack was a mutual friend of ours. His first name was actually Mark, but Mack was his last name and that's what he went by with our circle of friends. I always foun d it kind of funny that his full name sort of sounded like a tongue twister. "Ya that sounds awesome." I was much more comfortable with the idea of seeing Mike now that I knew he didn't intend for us to hang out alone. " Perfect. Call me when u get in town."  "Okay I will, for sure this time haha."  " K, I'll see you soon then :)" I smiled at the thought of seeing all of my friends. I had been so wrapped up in  being sad about separating from Rob that I hadn't even thought about the people I would be getting to see that I missed, including my family. . . . . . . 1 night left in Vancouver . .

"You look beautiful tonight." Rob commented as he closed the door to my room behind us. I turned to smile at him. We had just gotten back from our wrap party. "You look quiet handsome yourself, Mr. Pattinson." He came over to wrap his arms around my waist and I turned around so that my back was to his chest. "Will you unzip me?" He undid the back of my small dress and I let it fall down to the floor, leaving me in just my panties and strapless bra. I kicked off my heels and then turned back around to face him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He lifted me up so that my feet were dangling off the ground but I didn't wrap my legs around his waist, I just let them hang below me.

"Did you have a good time tonight?" He asked. "Yes, but I would have preferred to spend it alone with you." "Understandable…" He said with a grin. "You probably would have rather just kept me in bed all night and used me for my sexual expertise." I laughed quietly. "I can't decide if I love or hate your over confidence in the bedroom." "You love it." I mocked a thoughtful expression. "Maybe just a little bit." "And all this time I thought it was my charm and good looks that kept you coming back for more." He said. "Actually, on second thought…it's none of the above." "Go on…" He urged. "It's just your accent…that's all." "Mm, I guess I was wrong on all counts then." "Yup. Now let me down so I can go pee." He chuckled softly and then put me down on my feet. I sauntered off to the bathroom where I used the toilet and then took a few moments to freshen up. I wiped off some smudged eyeliner and combed through my tangled hair quickly. When I exited to the bedroom, Rob was sitting on the bed with his back against the headboard. He had a hand in his hair and was looking down at the sheets thoughtfully, a rather morose expression on his face. "What's wrong?" I asked, looking at him from where I stood in the doorway. "It's nothing." It irritated me a little that Rob showed little interest in talking about his feelings. I u nderstood he was a guy and therefore programmed to be insensitive at times, but it often made me feel like I was more invested in our relationship than he was. I got the fact that he felt expressing how much he would miss me could only  prolong the heartache he would feel when we parted, but I didn't like the fact that he was so guarded from me. He could still be passionate without being downright depressing, but it seemed he would rather shut off  his feelings all together. I sighed and went to sit next to him on the bed. "You look glum." I stated without asking why, not wanting to seem pushy. He took my hand and turned to look at me, but he didn't say anything. He brought my hand to his lips and kissed the back of it before pressing my palm to his cheek and closing his eyes. He sighed and then turned his head slightly to the right, grazing his lips against the inside of my hand. I watched the creases in his face relax as I slid my hand up into his hair. His hand simultaneously wrapped around my forearm as I did so and I locked my fingers into his roots. I watched him for a while as his head rested against my wrist, eyes still closed, and then I got up on my knees and crawled over until I was straddling his waist. I sat down on his thighs and then leaned in to press my lips to his forehead.

Maybe if he wouldn't let me comfort him with words, he would let me comfort him p hysically. I combed the fingers of both of my hands through his hair and placed light kisses all of his face…the face of  the man I loved. I started with each of his prominent cheek bones, moving back up to his forehead and then down along his jaw. I descended from his jaw down to his neck until I reached his adams apple. I placed a lingering, wet kiss there since I knew it was one of his weak spots and then kissed my way back up until I found his lips. I kissed his lips softly once and then I pulled back slightly to look at him. His eyes were still closed and he looked as if he were concentrating on something. I placed my hands on either side of his neck and then ran my fingertips down until they reached the top button of his button-up shirt. I popped it open and then worked my down, slowly undoing each button carefully. His eyes remained closed and his breathing remained slow and even. When I finished with the buttons I pushed the shirt open and rubbed my hands over his chest. I grazed my fingertips over his abs and felt his muscles tighten at the contact. I flattened my palms out against his skin and rubbed my hands back up his stomach and chest until I reached his shoulders. I tried to pull him up towards me as I pushed the fabric of his shirt down his shoulders but I wasn't strong enough. He sensed what I wanted, however, and sat up a little bit so that I could push the sleeves down his arms. Once the shirt was off and relocated to the floor, he leaned back against the headboard once again. His eyes stayed closed and his hands began to rub up and down the tops of my thighs. I leaned forward until my forehead touched his and closed my eyes as well. We sat there in silence and I listened to his steady  breathing, a sound that soothed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and rocked myself forward by the hips in an attempt to get closer to him. I felt him grow hard beneath me in response, even though that wasn't my intention. Just as soon as I had noticed his erection, his hands moved up my thighs once more and this time kept going until they reached my lower back. They traveled up slowly, raising goose bumps on my skin, until one hand found the clasp of my  bra and flicked it open. I felt my bra fall from my chest and get pulled out from between us but I wasn't sure where he put it because my eyes were still closed. I eagerly pressed my naked chest against his and whimpered at the contact of my skin on his. He pressed his lips to mine and kissed me softly, not hard and deeply as I would have expected. We kissed a few times, whimpering into each other's mouths, until he pulled back just barely. I felt his hands move down between us and to the waistband of his pants. I wasn't sure if his eyes were open or not but I kept mine closed, still listening to his breathing. "Sit up a little bit…" He whispered. I knew what he meant so I got up on my knees for a moment, allowing him the room to undo his pants and  push them along with his boxers, down off of his legs. He pulled my hips back down gently, guiding me to sit back down on his thighs, and I let my eyes flutter open. My gaze met his to find an unidentifiable expression on his face, although I could clearly see his eyelids were heavy with lust. I looked at him for a moment and then let my eyes drop down to find his full and standing erection between us. I brought one hand down to grasp it firmly at his base and then pumped up and down a few times. I reached over to grab a condom off of the table and then ripped the package open as I returned my eyes to what waited between us. I threw the foil aside and then placed the rubber on his tip and rolled it down before pumping him a couple more times. My action was interrupted when he lifted my hips once more and started pushing my panties down my

thighs. I helped him push them down further and then I kicked one leg free, followed by the other. He tossed them aside and then I felt both of his hands on either side of my neck. I didn't look up at him though; I continued to look down at his awaiting dick. Instead of sitting back down on his thighs I rose up a little higher, positioned him at my entrance, and then lowered back down just enough for his tip to enter me. We both moaned loudly as he started to fill me and I let my head fall against his shoulder as I looke d down to watch him disappear inside me. I whimpered a little as I stretched around him and he rubbed his hand up and down my back while kissing my temple. When he was buried to the hilt I whimpered again, a little bit louder and a little whineier sounding. I would never get used to his size. "You okay?" He asked, breathing heavily. I nodded and then straightened myself up so that I was looking at him again. We locked eye contact for a split second and then his fluttered closed. I sat there staring at him in all his perfection for a few moments until my body was positively aching for more friction and I had to start moving. I rose up a little and then clenched my muscles around him and slid back down slowly, taking him in again. We both moaned and his hands grasped my hips firmly. I rose up again to the repeat the action, but this time he thrust back up into me before I had the chance to lower myself. When I came up a third time he did the same thing. I knew what he was doing. He knew that I didn't feel all that confident in my abilities to be on top and he was trying to do the work for me. Although I normally may have been thankful for the gesture, I was still in comforting-my-man mode and I wanted to get him off without any help. I wanted this to be all me. I removed his hands from my hips and put them down firmly on the bed at his sides. "Don't." I whispered breathlessly. "I want to be the one to take care of you…you just sit there and enjoy." He nodded quickly with his eyes still closed but didn't say anything. I was a little surprised that he didn't protest. I moved my hands to grip onto the headboard for leverage and started to move up and down, immediately finding a good rhythm. Each time a lowered myself back down his length I would clench my muscles and each time he would start breathing a little more unsteadily. I watched his face intently as I rode him and I was mesmerized by his reactions to me. Each time he would moan his face would scrunch up and then he would swallow hard. I soon noticed that his breathing had  become almost alarmingly uneven. "Kristen, I…baby…you…" He rambled, unable to complete a sentence. "Shh…" I whispered soothingly as I leaned in to kiss his ear. I can't deny that by this point I was feeling a little smug. It was a major con fidence booster that I was able to rid my man of the capability to even speak. I pulled back again after kissing his ear and then his eyes slowly opened to look back at me. His lids were heavy, his eyes were watery, and his facial expression looked like he was either going to cry or throw up. He put his hands on my thighs and I noticed that they were shaking. I touched my forehead to his and slowed my movements down a little, just feeling him. "You always feel so perfect inside of me…" I said with a sigh. He made a strange sound that sounded like a dry sob and I felt my eyebrows furrow together as I looked at him with co ncern. "Rob? What's wrong, baby?"

"I love you." He choked out. I had anticipated those words for so long, and yet they weighed much heavier  on my heart than I ever expected them to. I stopped my movements and just looked at him, wide eyed, feeling myself tear up. "I love you." He repeated, more confident this time, dropping his head down to kiss my neck. "I love you too." I whispered into his ear and then ran my fingers through his hair. He lifted his head to find my lips with his and kissed me hungrily, holding me close by the back of my neck. As his tongue tangled with mine I started to ride him again, this time faster than before. It didn't take long for  our orgasms to hit and when they did we came hard, moaning and whimpering into each other's mouths. My movements gradually slowed as we rode out our waves of pleasure and when it was over I collapsed into him, my face burying in his neck. Without thought, I started crying. "Shh…Kristen, why are you crying?" He asked quietly as he rubbed my back. "I-I-I don't want to h-h-have to leave y-y-you…I'm g-g-going to m-m-miss you so much." I managed to choke out between sobs. He hugged me tightly and I could feel him breathing unevenly into my hair. I was sad about parting ways with Rob, but I gravely underestimated what was to come. Even though it hurt, I never doubted the fact that we would be alright. I had no idea how hard it was going to be. I had no idea what we were in for. . . . . . . A/N **REVIEW RESPONSES** Bee's love's Robsten – Thanks! I did have a fab time…and I'm sorry about the withdrawls! Hope I satisfied them. Robpfan – I did get a tan! A killer one! Glad you enjoyed the fluff, it was refreshing to write! Ollietwifan – Thank you I'm glad you found the fluff adorable and I did indeed have a great time.

Patrica – I'm glad you missed it! Musicfreak – thank you I enjoyed writing about the insecurities and I had a fab time, thanks! Loverrobsten – I'm glad you have been checking! I love the sweetness too :) Brpatzlover - well I got out so fast because of you messaging me to encourage me! Oh how I love you, girl :) I'm so glad somebody noticed the chap title cuz I was pretty proud of it! That is exactly how I see him too…playful but sweet at the same time. Edbells – well that was my goal to make them sweet and cute yet simple. Glad you were waiting so eagerly! Tine – I agree! I think you can be super confident and still need reassurance from your man! And I'm glad I made them seem strengthened emotionally…that was part of the goal!

….. Announcement time! This may or may not have been the last chapter before the sequel. NOW CALM DOWN BEFORE YOU SCREAM! The first chapter of the sequel has already been written so you will not have to wait more than a few days for it. I'm debating whether or not I want to add another chap here but either way your wait will be a short one! If I decide to just go ahead and post the first chapter then I will post an A/N on here telling you that it's up. Now is the time for you all to tell me what you want to see in the sequel! I have my general outline but I want to hear your ideas so that I can write about what you guys want to read. Okayyy sooo…go review! Jenna.

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I decided not to add anymore to the end of this story because I simply did not want to write them saying their goodbyes to each other…so… THE SEQUAL IS HERE! …and has been POSTED! :D YAYYYYY, right? So first, let me respond to reviews right quick from the last chapter…(if you guys wonder why I prefer to post my responses it's because a lot of my regular readers don't have accounts so I cannot respond to them in messages and I like to just do it all in one place.)

 IF YOU WANT SOME INSIGHT AS TO WHAT WILL HAPPEN IN THE SEQUEAL, READ THE   RESPONSES. I have a lot to respond to but my philosophy has always been that if you guys take the time to review, I will take the time to answer (At least to the ones that have something to respond to. I still appreciate the reviews that simply say "I love this story." Or "Update soon." So to all of those…THANK YOU!)  .  .  .  . Ollietwifan – I assure you nothing TOO bad will happen. Everything will stay mostly happy because I can't bear to see my lovebirds suffering! And the Bday in Budapest will for sure be included :) Aratto – I squealed at your review! That was such a sweet compliment when you said that my writing has just gotten better and better as the story progresses. That's pretty much the main goal and I love love love that you think the story just continues to improve! Chetice –I WILL keep writing because of sweet reviewers like YOU! Glad you enjoyed the romance. Atkins – mmm I love me so Robsten too (obv) and that means a lot that you enjoy my writing style. Vampiregirl – ahh! What a huge compliment to say that this is the best fanfic you have ever read! And I agree…I would trade my fiancé for Rob in a flash! I'd be like "Sorry babe, but it's Rob fucking Pattinson…" Hollywood – I agree and I think the gushing would be really cute as well so I will most likely use that fab suggestion :) and we will for sure see some interaction between Rob and her parents. Kiana – It was for sure one of my favorite chaps too! It felt so good and it was so easy to write about Kristen taking care of him. And yes as their relationship progresses we will see a lot more love scenes like that one…also because they are simply my fav to write! Tine – Yall should know by now that I love me some long reviews! I got all giddy when I saw the length of yours because I love love love feedback from my readers. I'm glad you enjoyed the love scene and I'm glad I seemed to reach my goal in what I wanted to accomplish. I wanted to show their deepening feelings and how sex was becoming less of a physical thing for them and more of an emotional connection. We will for sure see more scenes like that. We will for sure see some situations pop up involving Michael because I agree, I think it's essential to her relationship with Rob. They are g oing to discuss a little bit about past relationships and realize that they have never really talked about it before and they will both be in for some surprises. Oh, and the red lave WILL make an appearance ;) Bee love's robsten – The MTV near kiss was AWESOME! I say an interview where Rob was saying how he had a bunch of ideas but no one else thought they were funny and then what they ended up doing wasn't working so then he had to improvise and just do what he felt like at the end. It was cute :)