Alternate Ending
It was Time. We had bantered back and forth about what would happen if we won best Kiss. Lean forward and make out. I smack her butt or something as we walked up to the podium. She had no Idea. I smiled as I felt the sharp corner of the stone cut into my ass. a diamond ring. in MY back pocket. and soon to be on HER hand.
"And the winner is....Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart, TWILIGHT!!!!"
I Dragged my feet in my usual comfy, clumbsy nature. Inside I wanted to fucking fly across the moon. Life truely is sweet, as Taylor often says before he shoves a blunt between his lips. Ha.
I stood and looked at her, then realized she probably wouldn't much appreciate recycling my gum. Oops. I pulled a small napkin out of my pocket as I muttered a bumbling explanation. Okay, Rob. Calm down. It's not the fucking Apocalypse.
I shook myself out...got into character. Or so they thought. This. Was. ALL. REAL.
She looked into my eyes and I knew the love there was reflected in my own. She was so beautiful. And she was going to be mine. Oddly territorial thought, that.... There was a lump in my throat that I was trying desperately to swallow back.
My mind went blank as I brushed my nose against her hair. Strawberries...a little Bella joke...It's just like her to think of that. I rested my forhead against hers, like I had done so many times when we were together, whether it was after making love or just while watching a movie. I leaned forward...and she was gone. No, Not gone. Just laughing her tight little ass off as I stood there with my mouth hanging open like a moron. I grabbed her by the shoulders, and she froze.
"NO," I half growled. I knew I sounded slightly frightening. "Kristen, no more games. We're doing this."
She nodded, and her lips pressed against mine. a sweet music hummed in my ears...God, I love this woman...
I bent to the podium. "This is real, so you assholes can eat your fucking heart out!"
I backed up a few steps, pulling her with me. I smiled at the confusion in her eyes.
"It's Okay...Trust me." I mouthed.
I pulled the ring out of my pocket, and she gasped as I dropped to one knee.
"Kirsten Jaymes Stewart. I love you so much, and I want to be with you forever. Will...will you marry me?"
It was dead quiet. my heart thundered in my chest. my breath was shorth and tight....and then she smiled. she nodded, and I jumped about ten feet into the air. YES! I AM A MARRIED MAN!!!!!
I wrapped her in a hug and kissed her like I had never kissed her before. Well, not in public, anyway.
"And the winner is....Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart, TWILIGHT!!!!"
I Dragged my feet in my usual comfy, clumbsy nature. Inside I wanted to fucking fly across the moon. Life truely is sweet, as Taylor often says before he shoves a blunt between his lips. Ha.
I stood and looked at her, then realized she probably wouldn't much appreciate recycling my gum. Oops. I pulled a small napkin out of my pocket as I muttered a bumbling explanation. Okay, Rob. Calm down. It's not the fucking Apocalypse.
I shook myself out...got into character. Or so they thought. This. Was. ALL. REAL.
She looked into my eyes and I knew the love there was reflected in my own. She was so beautiful. And she was going to be mine. Oddly territorial thought, that.... There was a lump in my throat that I was trying desperately to swallow back.
My mind went blank as I brushed my nose against her hair. Strawberries...a little Bella joke...It's just like her to think of that. I rested my forhead against hers, like I had done so many times when we were together, whether it was after making love or just while watching a movie. I leaned forward...and she was gone. No, Not gone. Just laughing her tight little ass off as I stood there with my mouth hanging open like a moron. I grabbed her by the shoulders, and she froze.
"NO," I half growled. I knew I sounded slightly frightening. "Kristen, no more games. We're doing this."
She nodded, and her lips pressed against mine. a sweet music hummed in my ears...God, I love this woman...
I bent to the podium. "This is real, so you assholes can eat your fucking heart out!"
I backed up a few steps, pulling her with me. I smiled at the confusion in her eyes.
"It's Okay...Trust me." I mouthed.
I pulled the ring out of my pocket, and she gasped as I dropped to one knee.
"Kirsten Jaymes Stewart. I love you so much, and I want to be with you forever. Will...will you marry me?"
It was dead quiet. my heart thundered in my chest. my breath was shorth and tight....and then she smiled. she nodded, and I jumped about ten feet into the air. YES! I AM A MARRIED MAN!!!!!
I wrapped her in a hug and kissed her like I had never kissed her before. Well, not in public, anyway.