The Best Man

The Best Man by Bratty-Vamp

Twilight Fan Fic, Rated M, Bella & Edward, BPOV, All Human, OOC, Limes

This one is dedicated to Crystal (movieandbookgirl). Although, she didn't tell me a VERY IMPORTANT, VERY UNEXPECTED, turn in the story, she did recommend it and I am forever thankful :) It was a truly wonderful story and I couldn't get enough. I laughed, cried and awed.

Bella is visiting her home in Fork's as requested by her best friend Jasper. Bella and Jasper met when they were five years old when Bella moved in with Charlie after her mother remarried. Bella had gone away to college and when Jasper requested her presence, she hopped on a plane and went back to her childhood friend.

Once she arrives home, Jasper informs her that he is marrying his girlfriend Alice and then tells both she and his brother Edward that he cannot decide who to make his Best Man, so they are going to have a competition. They each plan a couple of activities while Jasper's friends, Tyler, Erik and Mike judge fairly.

Edward was older than Bella and Jasper and often saw Bella as just the girl next door. When they find their way back to Forks after years of not seeing each other, Bella's childhood crush sees her in a new light. But they must battle it out to win the role of Best Man.

Both Edward and Bella play dirty in their fight for the title, and she begins to get frustrated with him more often than not. Edwards competitive nature causes him to score some low blows. All the while, they are trying to fight their feelings for one another.

Eventually though, something has to give. Someone has to let up. Who will it be? What causes the sudden change in their relationship? Will Edward be able to look past trying to be a big brother to Bella? I totally wish I could tell you more...but I'm so afraid of giving something away. Like I said, there is a completely unexpected twist in this story...it alone is worth reading the story for. Good job Bratty-Vamp and thanks Crystal for the recommendation.

A little piece of the story:

“I still don’t see why you have to go to prom,” Jasper wrinkled his nose. “Who wants to do all that stupid dancing anyway?”

“My girlfriend does,” Edward said quietly. He moved to sit in the window then, watching for his ride. I shifted to find more comfort in my place on the floor, letting my pencil glide on the paper to shade his cheekbones and his chin.

“Dancing is for sissies,” Jasper continued to rib Edward from his place on the piano bench.

“Nonsense,” Joy interjected. “Edward is a lovely dancer. Girls appreciate a man who can dance well.”

“Well, I’m never going to prom,” Jasper shook his head but continued playing quiet music.

“Me neither,” I finally joined the conversation.

“Isabella!” Joy ignored her younger son and spoke to me. “Girls should look forward to their proms! We get to dress up like princesses and be danced around the room…” Her words faded away as she moved toward the kitchen to check on dinner. I shrugged.

“I don’t know how to dance anyway,” I spoke towards the floor. My pencil scratched across the surface of my sketch pad a few more minutes before a shiny pair of black shoes came into my line of sight. I looked up to see Edward smiling above me.

“Bella?” he looked down. “Dance with me.”

“What?” I croaked out. My pencil dropped to the floor and my cheeks turned pink. Edward laughed lightly.
“It’s easy. Come on. I’ll show you.”

He reached his long, soft fingers down toward me, and I tentatively placed my hand in his. Once I was standing in front of him, Edward pursed his lips with a look of concentration. “Here. Maybe it will be easier, if you stand on my feet.”

Like a dream, I moved closer to Edward. He smiled encouragingly, and wrapped his hand around my own. He pulled my other hand to rest on his shoulder before he pressed his fingers into my hip. I stepped up onto his toes, and then… we were dancing.

Jasper played quietly while I stared straight ahead at Edward’s white shirt. He moved us gently, from side to side, and I concentrated on staying on top of his feet so that I wouldn’t trip us both.

“Not so bad, is it?” Edward’s breath tickled the top of my head. I closed my eyes and smiled. It was perfect.

The blaring of a horn outside caused Edward’s steps to falter. He released me with a quick smile and put my feet back on the ground before moving to pick up the corsage he had left by the window. Then, as if he had a second-thought, he opened the plastic case and pinched a little sprig of baby’s breath from the arrangement. He walked back over to me, and my heart skipped a beat when he tucked the tiny white flowers behind my ear. I closed my eyes as his hand lingered near my cheek for a moment.

“Thanks for the dance, Bella,” he said quietly. When I opened my eyes again, it was to see him shutting the door as he left.

If, and only if you have read this story (or if you don't mind spoilers) check out this trailer for The Best Man. It's absolutely amazing...and I almost cried.