Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. The accolades go to SM.
Summary- Edward and Bella become a married couple overnight in Las Vegas while they're drunk. They're parents refuse to allow them to divorce, hoping that they will both commit to a relationship even though they hate each other. All human. Regular pairings.
Bella POVWhen I stepped out into the bright, scorching Nevada sun, I instantly forgot all about the motivational pep talk I'd been giving myself during the flight from New York and withered with regret at everything my best friends Alice and Rosalie had talked me into doing for the past two weeks. I couldn't believe I had let them convince me to go to Las Vegas, of all places. Me, plain, quiet Bella Swan in freaking Las Vegas. Misery, meet disaster. I was so going to be killed. There was no way awkward, clumsy Bella could survive in a city like this for a single second. I could already feel the depression creeping up on me. I sighed. This could be the longest week of my life. The longest week of my life, previous lives, and the lives to come, if I was being honest.
"Let's go, Bella! We're going to be late!" I heard Alice call. I turned, and would you believe it—that girl already had her fifty million bags stuffed into a cab within the first two minutes of exiting the airport. Amazing.
I sighed again, and hurried to catch up, stuffing my few bags into the remaining space and we hurried into the taxi.
"Cheer up, hon! We're in Vegas now!" she crowed. Both the driver and myself cringed away from her. Now that we were here, there was nothing that could stop the storm that was Alice Cullen.
Mary Alice Cullen, or Alice as she preferred to be called ("Bella, Mary is sooo twentieth century, and if you've been checking your calendar for the past few decades, which I seriously doubt, you might have realized that we are now way past the twenty-first century") was literally my polar opposite. She was less than five feet tall, with short spiky black hair, a blinding smile that could charm anyone, and the most exuberant, excitable personality in the history of the world. She was also the most fashion-obsessed person I had ever had the pleasure to meet. I, Isabella Marie Swan, on the other hand, was just plain ordinary. I stood 5 foot 4 inches, and had brown hair and eyes. I was an absolute nobody in contrast to the great Alice Cullen. But Alice and I had always remained the best of friends throughout our entire lives. We'd been born just two weeks apart, and because our mothers, Renee and Esme, were close friends, we had also grown up together. When Alice had one of her dramatic emotional breakdowns, I was there for her to cry on my shoulder and listened to her problems. When boys at school picked on me, Alice responded to them with death glares and a severe beating with a wooden baseball bat stolen from the gym department. The teachers were amused by her ferocity, and never bothered to rescue the victims, to say, as they thought it must be a joke that little Alice Cullen was actually beating the heck out of boys who were twice her size.
But growing up with Alice also meant dealing with Alice's two older brothers, Emmett and Edward. Emmett Cullen was three years our senior, and Edward was older than us by two years. Emmett had a mop of curly brown hair that always grew too fast, kind brown eyes, and an enormously muscled physique. His arms had the kind of muscles that couldn't possibly have been made by anything organic or known to man, for that matter. He could be totally nice and cuddly as a teddy bear one minute, and ready to kill you the next. He seemed to think that life was just one big party, and he was just going along with the crowd. Emmett was all about making the most out of life. He took joy in pranks and bear hugs with, well, anyone. Even random strangers whom he had never met before. Though, he had nothing to fear, since you'd have to be the stupidest moron in the world to think you could ever stand a chance against Emmett Cullen. His younger brother, Edward, was completely different. In fact, if I hadn't know that Emmett and Edward had been related, I would have thought that they were two different people with no similarities at all. Edward was leaner than his brother, had bronze hair that was always rumpled, and piercing green eyes. He spent his time working or studying, and thoroughly ignored me. Sometimes, I had the impression that he thought he was superior to everyone—he had a kind of snobbish, know-it-all, uppity attitude mixed with hate that oozed out in waves, practically drowning me in it. Actually, I don't think he even realized that I existed, and we almost never spoke a single word to each other—not counting the time I'd said hi to him, and he had stared at me like I was some alien. I ceased to communicate with him in any way after that. But after middle school, I rarely saw the brothers again. For high school, Alice and I were sent to a nearby boarding school. There, during our sophomore year, we had met Rosalie Hale.
Rosalie Hale was the epitome of beauty. She was so beautiful that her beauty was beyond any words that I could ever come up with. Rose had a body most girls would kill their great-uncles for, gorgeous light blue eyes, and wavy golden hair that cascaded down to her waist. In short, she was completely and utterly perfect. Ali and I had briended her on the first day of sophomore year when we saw her sitting alone in Chemistry, and we had been inseparable ever since. Even when Alice got together with Rose's twin brother, Jasper, and Rose fell hopelessly in love with Alice's brother, Emmett.
And before you knew it, Rose, Ali, and I were headed off to college. Alice majored in fashion merchandising at New York University, Rosalie was at Brown University studying engineering, and I was at Dartmouth College, working towards my medical career. Even though we were separated during college, the three of us still found time once a month to meet. We'd just finished our second year of college, and were looking to rent an apartment together after school.
Two weeks ago, Alice received news that her family was having a reunion, since the Cullens were now scattered across the country. The last I'd heard, Emmett was fitness trainer somewhere in Florida, and his brother Edward was about to enter medical school in California. Jasper was somewhere down south, studying psychology. Mr and Mrs. Cullen were still living happily in the little town of Forks, Washington where I had been born and raised.
Alice had demanded that Rose, Jasper, and I attend the reunion, seeing as we were practically family to the Cullens. She even went through the trouble of inviting my parents, Charlie and Renee, who as far as I was concerned, were still on extremely good terms with the Cullen family. I'd agreed with poor grace after their constant nagging. And that was my life up till two weeks ago.
The driver pulled up to the large house Carlisle and Esme had rented for the get-together. Judging by all the cars parked in the driveway, I guessed that we were the last party to arrive.
"They're here!" Rosalie burst out from the back. Emmett followed her, and gave us a bone-crushing bear hug when he saw us. The rest of the family followed. For some strange reason, I couldn't help but notice that Edward wasn't with them.
"Hey Alice, where's your brother?"
"Oh, he's got some work to do before he comes. He'll be here tonight."
"Still a workaholic?" I joked. Everyone laughed. It was nice to see everyone again. I hadn't seen Charlie and Renee since last summer, Emmett looked even bigger and more intimidating than I remembered, Jasper still had that brooding movie star look, and Carlisle and Esme had more wrinkles now, though they still looked too young to be parents.
The rest of the afternoon went smoothly, to my surprise. Alice got Jasper and Emmett to face off in a karoke competition. Emmett sang the wrong song, and we all cracked up. We had dinner at a fancy restaurant, compliments of the Cullens. It was almost embarrassing to hear our parents talk wistfully about how fast we were all growing up. Alice dragged me out clubbing with Rose, Jazz, and Emmett. I whined and sulked the whole way, earning me a long lecture from Emmett, no less, about how I had to live a little and remember that I was only old once. That part was an inside joke, that I was born thirty-five and got more middle aged every year. At this rate, I'd be older than my parents.
The club was the kind that didn't exist in real life, only on TV. There were colorful lights bouncing off the walls everywhere, fancy bars that had every alcoholic beverage you could think of, and slim dark silhouettes on the dance floor, bopping to loud music. I headed straight for the bar, where I could hopefully sit until we went home. I my great horror, Alice and Rose followed me.
"She'll have a Sex on the Beach, please" Rose informed the barman. He shot me a gleaming smile, and I cringed internally.
"Guys, I'm not here to drink. As a matter of fact, I don't drink at all".
"Honey, what better place to start than Vegas?" Alice said mockingly. "Go ahead, drink it. And then we'll leave you alone".
If that was what it took to get rid of Alice, it wouldn't be so bad. I grabbed the glass and gulped it down as quickly as I could. I could already feel my brain getting tipsy. I was faintly aware of Alice ordering me another one before leaving. I might have drunk the second one. Suddenly, there was two of everything. I was getting dizzy. I tried to get off the stool, and failed. A pair of arms caught me. I looked up to see a pair of emerald green eyes staring back at me with humor. Green-eyed man said something. I couldn't pay attention. All I noticed was how handsome he was. I didn't catch his name. What was it? Edwin? He had the most glorious bronze hair. I felt like swooning. Before I knew it, he'd dragged me to the dance floor and we were grinding into each other. I couldn't really remember the rest of the night. We got into his car, and I said some semi-conscious things. We kissed a lot. I remember he was even more drunk than me, and we kept laughing about something. The last thing I felt was him carrying me as I screamed over and over "I'm on fiya! Fi-ya!"
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Okay, so this is my first fanfic, and I would appreciate it if you would review and give me some feedback. I'm open to ideas for the on-coming chapters, and I'm still deciding over whether Bella should get pregnant or not……. ;) Feel free to suggest baby names, cause I'm stumped over that. I've already got the storyline in my head—and it's too freaking long and complicated for me to remember. I'll post the next chapter ASAP—which could be later today or next year. And I promise things will get a lot juicier—I kind of wanted the first chapter to be an intro so that you don't get lost…..something that happens to me more frequently than I'd like to say.
Bluey