ilovegoldeneyes

Three Years Later…….

            “Who knew we would end up moving into the exact house that the Cullens lived in,” I laughed and tried to lift up a box of packed things from the ‘U Haul’ truck.

            “Oh no you don’t, you’re with child,” Rob took the box from my arms and kissed me on my head. Then he headed back into the house that we filmed ‘Twilight’, ‘New Moon’ and ‘Eclipse’ in. When ‘Eclipse’ was almost finished, we found out that I was pregnant with little Jill Vanity Pattinson. I’m 6 months pregnant, so the bump is clearly visible. But that didn’t mean I couldn’t help move stuff our new house. I felt bad having just Rob, Kellan, and Taylor do it.        

            “Jill’s going to be the happiest baby in the world, you know why?” Taylor was sitting on a lawn chair next to me. Probably to make sure I didn’t fall, or trip, or hurt my self in any way that would hurt the baby. I’m not that fragile.

            “Why?” Of course she would probably be the most beautiful baby I’ve ever seen. I hope she looks a lot like Rob. I want her to have his eyes, and his smile, and his crazy locks of brown hair.

            “Because she’ll have the most caring parents.” I love this baby. Every time I think of her, I get an image of Rob laughing and playing with a blue-green eyed toddler, with lots of curly and shiny locks of brown hair.

            “She will— she will have the most caring father,” I remember the way Rob’s face glowed when we went to the doctor’s to see the baby for the first time on the sonogram.

            “Love, we got the king size bed set up in our room upstairs. Taylor can help you walk up there so you can rest. You look tired.” He came over and kissed me, being extra careful not to hurt little Jill.

            “I’m not that tired, you wouldn’t let me help with anything!”

            “Those boxes are too heavy for you. You could have tripped or something!” I love him. He was always protecting me. I stretched up on my toes and kissed him.

            “Over-protective fool,” I laughed. “I don’t need help to walk up a few stairs,” I really didn’t. He was just a handsome worry wart that I loved.

            “Actually, I’d feel a lot better if I helped you up there myself.” He smiled and put his arm lightly around my shoulders. We strolled up the steps into our new house.

            “Have I told you I loved you today?” he looked at me with his lovey-dovey face. I just wanted to look at his face all day.

            “Hmmm, only about a hundred times,” I smiled.

            “Well I love you, now it’s a hundred and one.” I laughed and he kissed my hair.

            BEEP.BEEP.BEEP.BEEP.BEEP.BEEP!

What is that noise? What time is it? I groaned.

            “Turn off the stupid alarm clock,” I mumbled to myself; wishing it would just shut off automatically, which it never does. But then, silence. What? Since when does it do that? I opened my eyes, only to see blue-ish green one’s starring back at me. That’s when it all came back, I confessed my love to Rob, we were playing in the rain, we came back to his apartment, and, and….I blushed.

            “Morning love,” I loved this. Waking up with him right beside me, our body’s tangled and snuggled together. He leaned down and kissed me softly on my forehead.

            “I would have already made you breakfast but I couldn’t bear to leave you alone.” Good. I would have been very confused if I woke up in his room without him.

            “You can cook?” I asked unbelievingly. I don’t think I remember him telling me he could.

            “Back in London before I became America’s new heartthrob, I took home-ec.” He was so dorky. But I love him.

            “Yeah, and I bet that school you went to burned down cause you tried to make toast,” I said jokingly. He chuckled and buried his face in my hair.

            “Well I did get an F in that class,” he murmured in my hair. I loved this, me and him, in his soft warm bed, in his cozy apartment. Too bad we have to be on the ‘Twilight’ set in an hour.

            “I knew you couldn’t cook,” I teased. “But you’ve made me coffee before, and I want some.” I came over here once, after rehearsal, and we were practicing our lines until two in the morning. To keep us awake, Rob made us some amazing coffee. I won’t drink any other coffee anymore but his.

            “Your wish is my command,” he said sweetly in his accent. He rose from the pillows, and pulled me up with him. He kissed me again, except this time on the lips. I didn’t want to pull away, but if I didn’t, we would be late for stupid rehearsal.

            “I’m gonna go take a shower, we have to leave for rehearsal soon.” I pulled away unwillingly. Before I could take another step away, his strong arms pulled me back against him.

            “Want some help?” he whispered against my lips. Yes, I do want some help. Wait no; we have to get to work.

            “You’re making it harder for me to leave, Catherine will yell at us if we don’t show up on time.” I had to be strong and responsible.

            Rob took the key out of the ignition and turned to look at me.

            “You worried?” The truth? Yes.

            “Y-yeah, what if they don’t like me anymore or-or,” What am I saying? Of course they’ll still like me? Will they?

            “Love, why would they hate you? You’re the most beautiful, sweet, down-to-earth girl ever.” I love him so much. And he’s right, why would they hate me?

He got out of the car and walked over to my side, he opened the door for me, took my hand in his and together, we walked on set. Catherine was the first to notice our hands intertwined.

            “What took you two so long?” Catherine said smiling. Was it that obvious? Of course it was, I’ve been in love with him since the day of the auditions.

            “Well, we’re together now, and that’s all that matters.” Rob chuckled and lifted our hands, but kissed only mine.

            “Hey! Finally you two are together!” Taylor came strolling over, and high-fived Rob. Even Taylor noticed our chemistry?! I laughed and rolled my eyes.

            “Come on guys” Catherine motioned us to follow her, “we’re shooting the La-Push scene today, so Rob, you’re gonna have to let go of your girl for a while.” Catherine laughed and headed off to tell the camera crew some stuff. I really didn’t want to let go of Rob yet.

            “Out of all the days to shoot the La-Push scenes, they choose today,” Rob said glumly. He pouted and I laughed.

            “Don’t worry, silly.” I stretched up on my toes to kiss him. Cam and Kellan hooted and hollered. I turned around to flick ‘em off.

            “Come on little sis, you’re needed over here!” Kellan ran over to me and Rob, picked me up in his arms, and ran away from Rob. I laughed and kicked.

            “Put me down Kellan!” I threw my head back in laughter. He was obviously doing this to get Rob mad.

            “I’ve never thought I’d be on a beach, and it would be cold.” I laughed and almost fell over on the rock me and Taylor were sitting on while Catherine was explaining some camera angles to the crew.

            “Yeah,” Taylor chuckled, “So where’s your lover?” he teased. He’s a cute kid.

            “Probably somewhere beating Kellan up,” I laughed and thought back to this morning when Kellan had abruptly picked me up and ran.

            “Hmm, I don’t think he is at the moment.” Taylor laughed and pointed over to the parking lot, where Rob was standing on the back of Bella’s pick up truck with Catherine’s mega-phone in his hand, while starring straight at me with a lovey-dovey look on his face. He wouldn’t,

            “Kristen Jaymes Stewart, I love you!” He would. The crew hooted and hollered things like “He’s head over heals for you!” and “Awwhhh!”  I blushed, and ran over to him. I threw myself at him, my arms and legs wrapped around his body. And I kissed him in front of Catherine, Nikki, Kellan, Cam, Taylor, and the rest of the crew.

            “I love you more,” I answered. He wrapped his arm around my waist and carried me back down to the beach, the way a mother would carry her toddler.

            “Don’t think so,” he challenged and kissed me again.

Title: If You're Not The One 2/?
Author:  ilovegoldeneyes
Rating: PG (for now....)
Paring: Rob/Kristen
POV: Kristen
Disclaimer: *sigh* i wish i owned them...
Summary: Kristen's in a coffee shop and realizes some things ;]

It’s been 3 days since Rob has come over at night to play guitar with me, or smoke a couple cigarettes, or to just be together for a few more hours. But it isn’t right! I love Michael. He was home; he was so easy to be around. Rob was always making me heart speed up, so fast that I’m surprised I’m not in the hospital for some kind of heart problem. 

            “Kristen Stewart, you’re wanted in the bio room now!” There Catherine goes again with her fucking mega phone. I sped up and headed to the bio room.

            “That’s enough make-up! Come on Rob, get in your seat,” Catherine ordered.

I sat down awkwardly in the chair next to him.

            “And, Action!” I swear, one day that mega phone will accidentally get lost and smashed in the forest of Washington.

            “You were gone,” I started and turned to look at him.

“Yeah, for personal reasons,” He was in total Edward mode, but he looked, tired. Like something was really bothering him. Gee, I wonder what that could be.

            We we’re now walking down Forks high school, hallway.

“It’s the fluorescents” He said icily and turned down the hallway.

            “Cut! That was perfect Rob!” Catherine called, but he just kept walking down the hallway and out the damn doors. I felt my heart clench. I hate to see him like this, and I hate even more that I’m the reason he’s in pain. There was an awkward silence once Rob left the building. I couldn’t stand it anymore I had to get away; there’s just too many emotions stirring around.

            “Um, I guess that’s the last scene for today, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I awkwardly waved and walked out of the school, into my pick up truck and just rested my head on the steering wheel.

            Buzz…

I got a new text message,

            Michael: Hey, I’m at the coffee shop. Wanna stop by and talk?

‘Wanna stop by and talk?’ why would he have to ask, I’m his girlfriend. Maybe something important is up. I replied.

            Uh, yeah sure

Send. It was misting so I started up my truck, turned on the wind shield wipers and headed to Michael.

            When I entered the coffee shop, Michael was in the corner booth with a cup of coffee, lost in thought.

            “Hey, what’s up?” I slid in across from him.

“Kris, I think we should break up.” My heart stopped for a second. What!? He had to be kidding. No hi or hello?

            “W-what?” This cannot be happening. This cannot be happening. Was all that went through my head.

            “I can see it in your eyes Kris; you’re in love with him. You guys need each other. I know he usually comes over, but I haven’t been seeing him around you lately. You’re a mess with out him.” He was dead serious. No trace of humor, or anything on his face that would tell me this wasn’t really happening.

            “N-no,” A tear slipped down my cheek, “I-I love you Michael!” I love him! I do, I know I do.

            “No you don’t Kris,” How could he say that?! I just told him I did! After every phone call I would say ‘I love you’

            “You love me Kris, but you’re not in love with me.” But I am Michael! I really am! Right?

            “I love you Kris, I’ll always love you, but I love you enough to let you go,” He reached his hand out for mine. This was so stupid. How could he break up with me?! I love him! I have too….

            “P-please don’t do this,” Another damn tear slipped out.

            “Kirsten, listen to me,” I am listening Michael! You don’t have to repeat.

“I love you enough to let you be happy. I’m not the one you’ll live happily ever after with. I wish I was, but I’m just not.” He leaned over and kissed me softly on my cheek, and left. This can’t be happening. I’m dreaming, I’m doing something, because this cannot be real. I turned away from the other people in the coffee shop so they wouldn’t see me cry. I looked out the window, it was pouring rain. There was a boy and girl on a bicycle, who looked like they were trying to run away from the rain. They looked about 15 or 16. They looked for a place to hide, but couldn’t find one so they just gave up. The boy wrapped his arms around the girl and they started to twirl around in the rain. She threw her head back in laughter. I got lost in thought and was now, not paying attention to the couple….

Flashback…..

“Did you really mean it?”

“Mean what?” he replied.

“That I’m the best actress of our generation,”

“Well, that depends, did you really mean that I was really handsome?” he replied jokingly

“If you answer my question I’ll answer yours,”

He took a spoonful of ice-cream into his mouth and swallowed.

“You first,” he demanded.

“Fine, yes, I really did mean it.”

He took another scoop of his ice-cream

“Well then I meant it too.”

“You’re just saying that cause I said yes to yours!”

            He laughed his beautiful laugh, scooped up another spoonful of ice cream and wiped it all over the tip of my nose.

            “Son of a---“

He got up and ran out of his favorite ice-cream shop that he dragged me into.

My tears had stopped and I noticed I was smiling. I focused on the couple out side in the rain again. They were still twirling around, with smiles on their faces. They were happy. Even though it was raining, and their clothes were all wet, but they were happy. They were together and that’s all that mattered. Right then something clicked in my head. I have to see him. Right now, I have to see him.

            “This is where I go Kris, when I have something on my mind I’m here, in this old ice-cream shop.”

He’s there. He has to be there. That ice-cream shop was just 5 minutes away. I didn’t feel like starting up the truck and waiting for cars to move out of the way so I could leave, so I got up and just ran. It was raining hard and my shirt, my pants, my shoes, and hair was soaked, but it didn’t matter. All that mattered was him, I love him. I’m in love with him. I was almost there, just turn this corner Kris and you’re there. I reached the corner, and looked up from the cement and my wet converse. There he was. In his beat up shoes and beanie, his hair stuck out from under it. He was heading towards his car.

            “Rob!” I screamed from across the parking lot. “Robert!”  He looked up at me. He just stood there in the middle of the empty parking lot, with a look on his face that looked like he thought he was dreaming. I ran over to him and threw my arms around him. I turned my face up to his and kissed him. I kissed him with the most passion as possible. He kissed me back, our lips moving together in perfect rhythm.

            “I love you Rob,” I pressed my forehead against his, and placed both of my hands on the side of his face. “I love you too; I’m in love with you Rob.” I told him again.

            “Are you sure Kris?” He asked me again, not believing me. I had to make him believe me.

            “I’m saying it’s not gonna be easy, It’s gonna be really hard. We’re gonna have to work at it at everyday, but I wanna do that, cause I want you. I want all of you, you and me together, everyday, for the rest of my life.”  I looked him straight in the eye. I really do want him. I’m in love with him. His face was glowing, he looked like an angel.

            “You don’t know how long I’ve waited for you.” He smiled and kissed me softly. Then he picked me up in his arms, and lifted me off the ground, twirling me around in the rain.

Maybe a part 3 when they’re finally together, and they get to go public ;] idk. What do you think? tell me. is it good enough for more parts or should i just end it? iloveyouuuu :]

“Isn’t it enough,” Rob started his line right on cue, “too live a long and happy life with me?” He finished. I twirled around in his arms, trying to remember my line.

            “Yes, for now.” I get so lost in character sometimes….so lost in his eyes. He leaned in slowly for the ending-prom-kiss. Since Edward is suppose to be “super strong” and “over-protective” he has to move in super slow. Ugh, I just wanted to be closer to him already.

            Finally our lips met. They mingled and mixed together. It’s like our lips were met for each other. We came up for air and finished the scene with a sweet, soft kiss.

            “And, cut!” Catherine called using her annoying mega phone.

Rob left his arms wound around me for a second longer than needed.

            “Awesome guys, that’s all for tonight! Head home and get a good night sleep, and be here tomorrow at 5am sharp!” Catherine ordered, still using that fucking mega phone.

            “Whoa, it’s already 9pm!” I stepped out of the gazebo covered in twinkling lights, and looked up at the dark sky, which was sprinkled with glistening stars.

            “Yeah, time goes by fast…..” I turned around and stared at Rob. There was some extra emotion, when he spoke this time. It was painted on his face too. But it was immediately wiped away when he noticed my face in deep concentration. Everyone from set was already in their cars and driving home. It was just me and him now….

            “Yeah, we finally got this scene perfect….” I just said some boring stuff, trying not to look like a dope, gazing in awe at how handsome he looked standing under the decorated gazebo, in a tux.

            “I want to do something for you Kris….” He motioned for me to join him under the gazebo again.

            “W-what are you talking about Rob?” My heart sped up a little, as I walked over to him. We took a seat on the bench connected to inside of the gazebo. He pulled out a guitar that I hadn’t noticed was near.

            “Have you ever….I don’t know, thought about “us” Kris?” He asked me, starting to strum a tune on his guitar that sounded familiar.

            “I-I don’t think that—I-I can’t Rob,” I instantly thought of Michael. When ever some interviewer asked me about “us” I feel guilty, like I’ve done something wrong. I was about to get up and just leave, but then, he started to sing…..

“If you're not the one, then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one, then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine, then why does your heart return my call?
If you are not mine, would I have the strength to stand at all?”

My heart sped up immediately as I recognized the song. It was one of those sweet love songs.

“If I don't need you, then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don't need you, then why does your name resound in my head?
If you're not for me, then why does this distance maim my life?
If you're not for me, then why do I dream of you as my wife?”

He skipped some verses, and he said… he said my wife. He skipped a few more verses,

“I don’t wanna run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?”

He finished in a whisper.

            “Kristen, we could be so happy together,” He set his guitar down and pulled me into him.

            No, this isn’t right, I have Michael! And I love him…right?

I pulled away and got off the bench, and stood in front of him instead.

            “N-no, Rob. I c-can’t do this! I love Michael!” A tear betrayed me, and slipped over.

            He got up and moved closer to me, I took a step back. That same extra emotion was back on his face.

            “Kris, please. I’m in love with you, I love you.” It was pain. That was the emotion painted on his face was pain. He looked like a broken angel, I just wanted to wrap my arms around him and never let go. No, no. I love Michael….

            “We can never be Rob!” I yelled, frustrated now. “It’s not possible! We won’t last; we’ll end like the couple in ‘The Notebook’!” I said thought-lessly

            “The couple in ‘The Notebook’ lived together forever in the end love,” he replied, pain in every word.

            “No Rob, the actors! They got together in real life, and they were show-y off-y about their relationship, and now their over!” I choked back a sob. I knew I was being stupid bringing up ‘The Notebook’ but I just couldn’t think right now.

            “Are you scared Kris?” He asked me.

Was I scared? No, I knew I loved Michael…right?

            “Because if you are, I’m here, I’ve always been here Kris!” he shouted painfully. “We can work it out, we’re not like other couples!” he continued to argue.

            “No, Rob.” I started to back away more, “I don’t love you.” And that was it. I didn’t want to talk to him anymore. I turned around and ran.

            I didn’t love him! I couldn’t! I don’t!

…..do I?

Part 2 to come soon maybe. Yeah I might delete this….it was pretty sucky. Tell me what you think? Is it worth a part 2? This Fan-fic was inspired by the song: "If You're Not The One" by Danial Bedingfield. Go listen to it on You-Tube! & dude, please help me learn how to post a story on LJ CORRECTLY! lol. i know i'm doing it wrong. just message me :]