by http://xglamour84gurlx.livejournal.com/
She picked up the clothes on his bedroom floor rolling her eyes, how many times had she told him she wasn’t picking up after him not that he cared if she did or didn’t. He’d just give her that crooked smile that made her want to jump him and say “whatever makes you happy love’.
What would make her really happy was if he’d pick up after his fucking self but she didn’t want to push her luck since he’d started to keep the rest of his apartment clean, although it seemed the cleaner the rest of his place got the dirtier his bedroom got. So here she was cleaning it again, if she didn’t love that disgusting slob so much she’d have ran once she’d seen this room.
She was making his bed when she heard the door open and his set of keys being thrown on the coffee table. She placed the pillows back on the bed, when he walked in and dived on it, she hit him with the pillow she still had in her grasp.
“You are such an ass, I just finished making it.” He flashed the crooked smile but she fought its pull on her by hitting him again.
“I don’t understand why it has to be made when it just gets messed up again and you have to admit it, it tends to get messed up more whenever you come over, I'm just getting a head start on it.” His fingers circled her delicate wrists and jerked her on to the bed with him.
“You are remaking this bed mister.” She said cuddling up to his side and resting her head on his chest.
“Yes ma’am” He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer feeling the warmth of her body seep into his own, the magazine he’d stuffed in his back pocket started digging into his back.
“Hey look what I picked up at the magazine stand.” He leaned up slightly pulling the magazine out. “I was walking by when this caught my eye; I was drooling a little so I had to buy it. I figure when you’re gone next week I can just use this when I get lonely.”
She looked up to see herself on the cover of Maxim magazine, it was one of her more risqué photo shoots that included 6 inch stilettos with her in a towel another shot of her in a wet wife beater over a black bra and panties and another with her in a black t-shirt and heels the t-shirt was to short so she had pull it down to cover the front of her underwear.
“That’s your T-shirt” She said looking at the magazine.
“God that just made it hotter.” He rolled towards her sprinkling kisses along her neck. Her eyes wandered over the article when she froze, she remembered doing this a couple months ago. She was slightly embarrassed by how open she’d been.
“Did you read this or just stare at the pictures.” His fingers were working their way under her shirt, his mouth moving down to her collarbone.
“Just the pictures” he must have felt her sigh of relief because he abruptly stopped trying to seduce her.
“Why what’s in the article?” he questioned trying to grab the magazine back but she rolled off the bed and out of reach.
“Nothing bad I just don’t like how much I talked about stuff, like open mouth insert foot stuff” he tilted his head, a confused looking passing over his face.
“And how is that different from any of your other interviews?”
“Hey I’ve gotten better at interviews; the only time I mess up now is when I have to do one with you.”
“What the hell do I do?” He stood up his on his hips.
“You’re just there.” She shrugged
“Well thanks a lot.” He sputtered feeling kind of insulted
“No not in a bad way I just feel more nervous, like everyone’s watching our every move and it makes me jumpy.” He nodded.
“Alright that’s better but I want to read that article now, it’s grabbed my interest.” He held out his hand and lifted an eyebrow when she hesitated.
“Fine.” She handed the magazine to him turning to walk from the room when he stopped her.
“Nope you’re staying right here with me.” He pushed her down on the bed, getting a dirty look as she situated herself to lean against the head board. He lay across the bed resting his head on her lap before he started flipping through the pages.
“For the record this is probably my favorite photo shoot of you.” He held the magazine up giving a little whistle. “Aha…here we go.” He heard her groan, which only made him smile more, he cleared his throat and started reading out loud.
I was pleasantly surprised when I met the leading lady of the Twilight Saga Kristen Stewart. When I asked around about her I was told she was cold and bitchy and that’s putting it nicely. I started dreading the thought of doing the interview, but like I said I was pleasantly surprised when I was greeted with a warm smile and an honesty that was refreshing in an actress. With converse sneakers a black hoody that enveloped her small frame (boyfriend Rob Pattinson’s perhaps) and a worn pair of jeans she was the farthest thing from a Hollywood starlet you could get.
She‘s only 19 years old but one would think she was older, I told her this which made her smile and shake her head. “I get that a lot, some of my friends say I have an old soul.” She has a nervous energy that surrounds her, there’s no fakeness about her even when I complimented her on her beauty she turned slightly pink and softly said ‘thank you’. Throughout the questions she turned pink again when asked about a certain kiss which is endearing by itself but the thing that intrigued me about this young woman is how she speaks with an intelligence that half the air heads in Hollywood wished they possessed.
“Hey so far so good” Rob said flipping the page, smiling as Kristen’s fingers started playing with his hair.
Q. You do a lot of indie films do you prefer them to main stream stuff?
A. I don’t know what it is I just tend to gravitate towards independent films more, some main stream films seem so false and when I make a movie I want the character to be sincere in their actions whether the characters a killer or a homeless person. I don’t want it to feel trite and fake when I’m trying to bring that character alive.
Q. What has been your favorite scene in the Twilight movies?
A. Wow that’s hard, there’s so many. I like the break up scene in New Moon it was so hard for me and I felt literally broken after we filmed it. I was like sobbing and couldn’t stop, it was a very depressing day on set for me and Rob but the scene was so emotional and compelling so I loved the outcome. In Eclipse I love the tension between Edward and Jacob. Rob and Taylor did an outstanding job
Q. Alright let’s talk about sexiness. What do you find sexy in a guy.
A. Um someone who can be honest with you. When someone can sit down and just talk to you without trying to impress you. I find that sexy.
Q. What about physically
A. (She nervously shifts in her seat and scrunches up her face) I’m a sucker for a great smile, I love when a guy smiles and all you can think is I want him to smile at me like that.
Rob turned his head and smiled at Kristen, who rolled her eyes. “What if I wasn’t talking about you.” She said.
“Yeah but you were, so my smile is what gets you all hot and bothered, I’ll have to keep that in mind next time I piss you off…Ow geez yank me bald why don’t you.” She gave another tug. “All right sorry.” He brought his attention back to the magazine.
Q. What makes you feel sexy?
A. Sexy underwear no one can see it but it just makes me feel sexy wearing it.
The sound of her phone interrupts my next question, ‘sorry about that’. She gives the phone a quick glance and her whole demeanor changes. I tell her to go ahead and answer it. It was a quick conversation and she spoke in a hushed tone but throughout it the smile never left her face and when she hung up there was a twinkle in her eyes that had been absent earlier.
“I like that part…You were talking to me right.”
“Nah some guy named Bob, he’s really hot, has a nice accent, and you know I’m a sucker for an accent.”
“I hate when you call me Bob.” He grumbled
“I hate when you tease me but that doesn’t stop you.” His head tilted and he raised his brows up and down.
“Not only do you love it when I tease you but I make you twinkle.” She hit him lightly in the arm.
“Shut up, and finish so I can get it over with”
“Alright alright”
Q. Anyone we know?
But instead of answering she just shrugs.
Knowing how much she guards her privacy, I ask her if it’s ok to talk about her relationship with Pattinson; they have never confirmed or denied their relationship. She shrugs, so I ask an easy question.
Q. How do you deal with your personal life on display?
A. One day at a time, it’s not something I like but it comes with the job. It’s harder on some people more than others, I can go out some times and just blend in, some people don’t have that luxury so I count myself lucky in that aspect.
Q. You’ve been in the tabloids lately with Robert. You two have been engaged, broken up and I believe married at one point how do the two of you deal with the scrutiny.
A. It’s so funny how the media just makes up shit, I’m constantly amazed at how ignorant people are but hey that’s their job right. The only thing you can do is ignore it or you’ll drive yourself crazy.
I felt myself smile as she answered my question, she might let me ask about Rob (as she refers to him) but it was obvious she had no intention of actually talking about him. I figured I could try one more before the interview was over.
Q. Best kiss you ever had? When and Where?
A. Hmm there’s this one time that sticks out, I hadn’t seen him in awhile and he invited me over for dinner. He cooked and everything, and when I got there he just grabbed me and kissed me. It wasn’t the kiss that was great it was the moment. It was like something just clicked inside of me and I realized I was in love with him. It just made the kiss perfect. (She flushes probably realizing she said more then she meant to).
I smile because even though she might be talking about Rob, she never once said his name, which leaves everyone still wandering. I shake her hand thanking her for her time and as I watch her walk away I can admit I have developed a little girl crush on Kristen Stewart. She’s smart and talented and even without a touch of makeup she’s beautiful. How could Pattinson not fall for her?
Rob dropped the magazine and pushed himself up to hover over her. He trailed a finger down her nose and continued on to her soft lips lightly tracing them.
“She’s right how could I not fall for you.” He pushed a strand of hair off her face and placed a soft kiss on her lips.
“Rob”
“Yea”
“When did you realize you loved me?”
“I can’t recall a moment when I didn’t love you.” He whispered as he kissed her again.
The End
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