Robert Pattinson Fan Fiction

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My Good Luck Charm Chapter One
I came in through the window and sat quietly while she was on the phone and the anticipation of kissing her consumed every thought in my head.

"How did you get in here?" she asked curiously.

"The window," I replied simply, her lips calling my name like an alcoholics mind to his preferred drink.

"Do you do that a lot?"

I tilted my head slightly, "Just the past couple of months, I like watching you sleep, it's um, it's kind of fascinating to me," I paused and closed my eyes as I looked down for a second. "I just want to try one thing, just stay very still,"

She tried to meet my kiss and I stopped her quietly, "Don't move"

I slowly brought my face to hers and lingered my breath on her lips for a long time before I finally sealed our kiss. My entire body flew into flames, and she responded immediately that I felt her shudder. As we kissed she walked forward on the bed while kissing me and gently pushed me to the edge. She then laced her fingers in my hair and I had to bite my tongue to keep from moaning into her delicious mouth. She drew back and returned her lips to my mouth and I was right on the edge of making love to her right then. We separated and lustful eyes caught hers and I hungrily grabbed her hips and moved her to the mattress and she fell back onto her pillows.

"Stop," I cringed as I was flown back and against the far wall and my breath flew out of my chest. I let out a large sigh and hung my head.

"I'm sorry," she said, seemingly embarrassed. I wanted to crawl back on that bed and continue exploring her petite frame. "I'm stronger than I thought,"

She let out a breath, "Yeah I wish I could say the same.,"

I turned away from her and clenched my face, "I can't ever lose control with you, Bella" I said as my mind couldn't forget about her kiss still warm on my mouth.

"Hey, don't go," she asked and I turned around and wished like hell we could finish our kiss. Instead I climbed in the bed beside her.

I stood up as Catherine motion for us to break. Kristen smiled light at me as she pulled the covers over her alabaster legs.

I stood and waited for Catherine's direction.

"Let's get this pull perfect! Rob, I need you to really put the feeling on your face. It's as though you're torn in two, you want to continue but your vampire side won't allow you," Catherine just hit the nail on the fucking head.

I crawled back onto the bed and atop Kristen.

"Back for more," she smiled and we laughed.
"Alright, I'll count down from three, and the camera will roll. This is our last shot with the cable guys, let's make it count!" Catherine smiled and grabbed her handheld monitor.
Kristen smiled as I lowered my face to hers and I was eager to feel her lips on mine again so bad I wanted to pull her in the closet with me to be completely alone.
"3, 2, 1," and Catherine motioned and that's when it happened.
As I was pulled and slammed into the wall behind me, I felt my breath explode out of my mouth involuntarily. For a second I saw white noise in my vision and I leaned forward coughing.

"Just give him a minute," Julian, the stunt director stated as he made his way over the wires and around Catherine.

"Ok, we’re going to take an hour break and then finish up with Rob and Kristen’s exchange. Rob, are you ok?" Catherine asked empathetically as she pulled out her blue tooth.

I coughed and stood up straight, I am a man after all. "I’m good, just took a breath at the wrong time, that’s all," I tried to joke, but who was I kidding, my back was whining like a pack of hounds and I think my spinal cord had warped several degrees also. We had done the "kissing scene" so many times today I lost count. My body lost count at being thrown backwards into the wall 20 plus times as well.

The only thing I couldn’t complain about today was the kissing. Kristen had the softest and warmest kiss I’ve have ever felt. The way she held onto my hair and slid underneath me reminded me of two puzzle pieces fitting perfect together. I tried to concentrate on the characters exchanges, but whenever she kissed me she brought out my lust and I’ve tried hard but there is no escaping it, my body screamed for her touch to continue.

I glanced over to her and she was climbing off the bed and I bit my lip when I caught her in those small shorts.

"Rob, we can take off the cable now,"

I wasn’t even paying attention.

"Rob," I heard Julian speak but my mind was registering his voice. "Yeah, that’s good," I finally replied.


I rubbed the bottom of my back and fell onto my leather sofa in my trailer. "What makes this job worth this?" I groaned and popped open a coke.

"What about a million adoring fans, tons of money and glory?" I heard Jackson laugh into my trailer door.

"You suck, I was asleep," I joked.

"You drink asleep? Because that coke in your hand say's otherwise, bruh. I need that tutorial and I would sleep with my beer," he held up his brew and I couldn’t help but laugh harder.

"Haven’t you heard that we aren’t supposed to drink on set? We might jeopardize our safety and the integrity of our performances," I made humorous quote marks with my hands.

"Yeah," Jackson stood up straight and acted like a soldier. "I’m Jasper, I only have 5 lines in the whole friggin’ movie and it will shut down and flop without me," he joke humorously.

He sat down at the opposite end of the couch and took a swig from his bottle. "I’m just happy to be working man, I don’t exactly look like all these ruggedly handsome action stars. I’m no Tom Cruise or Brad Pitt, so I’m just happy to be on screen."

I looked at Jasper and decided to confide in someone about my feelings for Kristen. "Can I ask you something, about someone?" I began and pulled on the tab of my coke can.

"Yeah, why not?" he joked, propping his feet up on the ottoman.

"Kristen is great," I began, a smirk pulled the edges of my mouth up slightly at the thought of her. "She’s 17 and I feel, well, weird," I leaned back and pushed a hand through my hair and massaged my neck.

Jackson laughed and I looked at him as though he were insane. "You’re not exactly helpful, Jackson," I grumbled.

"Dude, you’re thinking too much into this, she is turning 18 in like 2 minutes, and you feel like a pervert? You’re not even 30 years old man,"

"You really had one too many, you ponce," I laughed at him and his nonchalant view.

Jackson cleared his throat and looked me in the face. "I was 20 and I was completely in love with this girl who just turned 17," he began and smiled to himself.

"Lisa McDaniel. She lived down the street from my Dad’s house in Georgia, and I saw her every other week for 10 years. Then I stopped visiting my father for a while, and when I came back for a visit when I was 19, she was sixteen."

"Of course I noticed her, I had always noticed her in a way. But when I came back she had the longest, blondest hair I’d ever seen. She was a complete opposite of the tomboy I’d left when I was 10. We flirted and her parents hated me, and frankly my father wasn’t ecstatic about because he lived right next to them. But she got my attention and I couldn’t turn it off, she was like a magnet."

"Anyways, I left and came back. She was 17 and somehow it all turned around, and her parent accepted me finally and we were inseparable to this day," his smile had grown 3 times since he began the story. It put my mind at ease.

"What changed their minds?" I had to ask.

"Well, I was working as a talent scout for a top production studio and I was finishing out my 4 years at Georgia Tech, and I guess they thought I’d be good for her in that way . I assumed they thought it was better because she wasn't 16 anymore, and Lisa never really changed.When she turned 18 she was accepted into Georgia Tech and is still attending," he smiled and added "I am completely crazy for her,"

"Rob, just talk to her, let her know. When I talked to her she didn’t seem very young to me, she spoke very maturely," Jackson raised his eyebrows and eyed me quickly before tipping back the last of his beer.

I put my hands on my head and rubbed my face, before I could say anymore my cell buzzed on the makeup counter. I rose and retrieved it. "Hello,"

"Hate to remind you, Rob, but you were supposed to be back 20 minutes ago and Kristen can only work 4 more hours due to labor laws," the set ‘babysitter’ as I called her, reminded me.

"I’m so sorry, Evelyn, I’ll be there in 5," I snapped the phone shut and grabbed my keys. "Gotta go man, but I appreciate the help," I held my hands at my sides and headed for the door as Jackson followed.

"Yeah, back to work. Have fun though man, I have to finish up some voice overs with Ashley,"

"We ought to grab a beer when we are off work," I laughed and jogged out to a man inside a golf cart reading a paper.

"Need a ride?" he asked and I thanked him and hopped on the back and we drove off slowly.


I arrived at the set and immediately noticed Kristen on the sidewalk, cigarette in hand and clutching herself in an attempt to stay warm in her thermal shirt. Catherine was talking animatedly with the set director and assistants appeared to be dragging some stuff off the set. I walked quickly over and stood beside her.

"What’s going on?"

Kristen turned to me and her blue eyes electrocuted thoughts every limb attached to my body. I was shocked completely still. She smiled and blew out the remainder of her drag. "Well, they decided they have enough footage of you being slammed to the wall and thought we should fool around more," she smiled and dropped her cig to the ground and stomped it out.

"Thank god, I think I lost the feeling in my right hand,"

Her eyes sparkled when she laughed this time, she was completely charismatic and I had to fight to tear my eyes away from hers. "That’s funny because that last shot when you hit the wall it seemed like you were going to explode," her laughter was sweet.

"So what scene do they want to repeat? I thought we were close to finishing the intimate scenes,"

"The dream scene, you know? The one where I wake up and you’re at the window and I pull you to the bed," she nudged my arm lightly.

"That one, right, I remember. I thought she had cut that out and it hit the floor,"

"They want it for deleted scenes,"

"Oh," was all I could think to say, I pulled out my own cigarette and lit up.
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I was nervous as the makeup artist applied yet another coat of white powder around my eyes, nose and mouth.
I waited patiently by the window. Bella lay in the bed uneasy and tiny drops of perspiration coated her clenched brow. She writhed slightly and her eyes opened and she sprang up in the bed. I froze at her beauty, her concentration and her eyes as she crawled across the bed. She grabbed my shirt and quickly pulled me atop her.
She kissed me so passionately my breath caught and I was lost in her sweet taste. My left hand trailed down her arm to her side and down to her thigh. I didn’t want to move, she felt so good and I fit perfectly between her legs - I could feel the heat radiate onto my body through her thin sweat pants.

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I wanted to scream when Catherine yelled cut. I pulled back just slightly and observed Kristen’s face, she was red lipped and her breath was uneven. I smiled and she her cheeks turned cherry chapstick pink. Could she feel the same way? I asked myself and my eyebrow furrowed.

I climbed off of her and sat at the edge of the bed, I offered her a hand and she slowly rose up and she pressed her hand to her forehead.

"Okay guys, the audio has crashed," Catherine said with a tired voice, she walked up to us and smiled. "Sorry but we're gonna need the dialogue part again, just in case it didn't pick up," she smiled sympathetically.
"It's fine, no problem," Kristen answered first and looked to my eyes.
I immediately responded, "Sure, I have tons of time," I joked stannding up.

Kristen did as well. Our eyes caught and we stared intently at eachother for several seconds, I lost count.

"Ok, you guys can take another break for an hour most likely, I'll have Evelyn call you when we're back on the line,"

Kristen and I replied quickly and we exited the set together.

My Good Luck Charm Chapter Two

We exited Bella’s bedroom set and I grabbed her small hand when I reached a door, I didn’t know where it lead or what it held but hopefully it would be private. I threw open the door and was relieved when it was an empty set that looked like a library with rows of shelves filled with books. I lead her to the back of the set and I stood across from her, leaning on the wall.

Her face was flushed, and her eyes were downcast. It was then that I noticed just how innocent she always seemed and it always made me endear to her.

My breath went shallow and deeper in my chest and I realized this wasn’t as easy as Jackson had promised.

She looked up at my face and my eyes immediately focused on her lips and all the times I’d kissed them flooded back to me and I dropped my head and cleared my throat at all the desire that coursed through me.

“Rob, can I ask you something?”

I pinched the bridge of my nose and brought my eyes up to meet hers.

“Were the scenes we did today Edward and Bella, or Rob and Kristen?” she asked as she crinkled her nose and a small laugh escaped her lips. “I know I’m crazy for thinking it,”

“You and me,” I replied simply. There was no other answer, I was thinking of Kristen the entire day. Just the thought of lying her down on that bed and hovering above her so close, our bodies touching at all limbs made my blood expand in my veins and my excitement reaped into every pore of my body available.

Her eyes widened gently and she brought her thumb to her mouth and chewed at her nail as she approached a shelf and observed the titles of the books, she doesn’t even know just seeing that brings my senses alive like a 1000 lb horse powered engine. A streamline jet.

“Kris, I can’t deny it anymore. When we first started filming you had just turned 17, I felt something but would have never acted on it. But after all these scenes and the time we’ve spent filming,” I was explaining and my mouth dropped when she closed the distance between our bodies and softly forced my back to hit the wall and shock slapped onto my face like a nun in a strip club.

“Rob, I’m 17, not 7,” she began and smiled as she stared intently at my mouth. “I’m a big girl, and I’m not a child,” she continued as she flashed a bigger smile to my eyes, her chocoalte irises hypnotized me slient.

“I, well,” I couldn’t even begin a decent sentence because she was completely dodging every play in the book I had thought she would take.

“Rob, I just want to know that it’s more than just them, I need to know it’s us, I want it to be our chemistry,”

I stood up straight, closed the small distance between our bodies with one step and lowered my mouth to hers and heat exploded across my face. I put my hand on the side of her neck and snaked an arm behind her back and pulled her to me as tightly as possible, her arms wrapped around my neck and I kissed her with every ounce of lust and adoration I had accumulated for her throughout filming. Her body was so warm and small, her long hair felt sensual as I caressed it in my hand as I cradled her head and explored her mouth with my tongue. I backed her to the wall and leaned my body against hers and reveled in the gasp she let out onto my open mouth. I ran my tongue across hers one last time and dragged it across her lips and pulled back abruptly.

Her hands splayed out at her sides in an attempt to brace herself and I watched her breath in little gasps.

I took a step back and relished the taste of her in my mouth, sweet and very decadent.

We tried to be silent and just look at eachother, but we attacked our mouths to the other again.

Her hands were roaming my body and gasped when her hands went to my jeans button. I snatched her thighs and placed her against my stoach and searched for somewhere to lay her down. I eyed a large wooden table and threw the books off. I sat her down softly and kissed my way down to the straps on her tank top, her skin was soft on my tongue as I massaged my tongue on her collarbone. Before I knew it her hands had my pants unfastened and around my ankles, she began to pull her own down and I stopped dead in my tracks when her pink lace panties stared me in the face.

"Wha are you doing," she asked me breathlessly when I stood still. "Don't stop, come here, I can't believe this is finally happening for me," she pulled me to her mouth and kissed me deep and I groaned.

I pulled back slightly and spoke into her hair, "Are you sure?" my voice came out rugged.

"Uh, yeah," she hesitated and I pulled back from her slightly. She pushed her self off the table and sat up and looked me right in the face.

I looked her dead in the eyes, "What do you mean by 'It's finally happening', Kristen?", I couldn't not know what she meant by that.

"Nothing, this'll be special is what I meant," she went to drop my boxers, I grabbed her hands gently and place them on her lap.

I began to fasten my jeans and her face sunk into pure sadness. I looked up at her and guilt racked my body and heart. "Kristen, this isn't where you want to experience this," I rubbed her jaw softly.

"Come on, Rob, you're acting like a woman," she tried to shake this off with a joke, so naturally Kristen.

"Kristen, you're more than that. You are one of he most halucinating women I've met in my life, you don't even damn know it. Every sound you make is like a sex call to me, you're eyes by themselves beg me to throw you down and ravage you,"

"But you're not that kind of girl, Kris. It would ruin everything we've experienced since we've know each other. If we fucked right now you'd regret it tomorrow, I cant do that to you,"

She grabbed my arms pulled me back into a kiss, she wrapped her legs around my waist and brought my hands to her breasts. They were soft and pert, I felt myself harden against her stomach.

I pulled back and put my forehead to hers. She shoved me off. I tried to reach out to her.

“Don’t even try it, Rob,” she held out a hand to stop me and I obeyed. “You’re right, this isn’t the time or the place,” her face had saddened and she hopped off the table. "You're a goddamn lie, and you can go straight to hell," she was now red faced and furious. My body was still enticed by her despite her anger.

"Kristen, I still want you I just don't want it to happen here," I looked around.

She stopped and turned, laughing sarcastically, "Go fuck yourself then genious," she slammed the door behind her.

My mouth dropped, I had never heard her talk like that. I stood there shocked and then reality broke through to me.

"Damn it,” I growled and raked my hand over my face and punched the air. How in the hell am I going to fix this now? I groaned loudly and headed for the library sets exit.




We finished shooting the dream sequence and I honest to hell don’t know how we managed it. She was still piping mad and I was completely fucking stumped at what she wanted. ‘Women want respect, women should be treated like queens’, ran through my head throughout the day and into my night as I lay here now in my bed in only my drawstring pants. I wanted this afternoon to end so differently, I could be experiencing every fantasy I had thought in my mind with the woman that made my body react like her instrument. I could be wrapping her in my arms right now and 3 seconds away from fucking bliss and I had to fuck it up.
I did the right thing, it would have ruined any chance I’d have with her if I fucked her on a table like a whore. I brought my pillow over my head and tried to block out the constant reminders of how this evening flushed itself down the toilet voluntarily.

What if I had ripped our clothes off and took something from her that she was giving away on a sudden impulsive feeling? I’m not one of those men, and I would never do that to Kristen. She is the one girl who is herself, she acts how she wants. She’s different. More thoughts invaded my brain and I threw the pillow onto the hotel room floor.

I sat up and gave up on the idea of getting any sleep and threw the comforter off of me and stood up to stretch. I glanced at the clock and rolled my eyes - only 2 am. I pulled the drawstring on my pants and let them drop to the floor. The feel of the cool air hitting my member made it twitch slightly and I discarded the pants onto the bed. I made my way into the bathroom. I turned the water to the hottest setting I could endure and turned on the whirl jets.

“Here’s to forgetting I ever fucked up today,” I smiled and tipped up my glass of vodka and downed in it two gulps, I then submerged myself into the hot water and bubbling jets.

I stood in front of my bed and stared at the mirror above the headboard. My chalk white skin still made me look like Edward, tall and slimlike masculinity made my chest pronounced. My eyes wandered down to the mattress and I could see us. Her body pursed under mine while I buried myself deep within her soul, small drops of sweat gathering on my brow while I tried hard not to let the moment end, ever.

"Rob," she moaned softly as she raked her nails into my broad shoulders. Her mouth moving with mine furiously and desperately as I buried my face in the brown fan of hair behind her head that spread onto the white comforter in tousles and waves.

"You feel so good, so soft," I whispered in her ear as I rolled to my side and pulled her thigh over my hip and continued my thrusts evenly into her body.

She wrapped her arms around me and wound her fingers into my hair, while kissing me wetly I got lost in her aura and forgot about the entire damn world.

Sh shoved me off of her and onto my back, she straddled my waist and ran her fingers into my chest, I licked my lips and closed to growled when she leaned down and I was covered in a waterfall of satin brunnette strands of hair cascading onto my own shoulders and face. Vanilla consumed my senses and I ground my fingers in her thighs.


"Rob! Rob," I heard a shrill voice seep into my ears like saudering irons. What the fuck, who the fuck? I cursed in my mind, and I realized I was laying on my back naked on my bed. My member strained against the sheet I guess I sleepily managed to throw over myself before passing out. Godamn it, I did not want to wake up from that dream!

I rose from the bed and stared at the door being pounded on with homicidal fantasies. I pulled on my shirt and yanked on some shorts. My hair was falling aorund my face and I was surprised my breath tasted like toothpaste. What the hell?

"Open up, you drunk," I heard my 40 year old assistant, Marlene pound the door

I opened the door and she looked me up and down, when she was finished she huffed.

"May I help you?" I rolled my eyes and fell into an easy chair.

"I have a bone to pick with you," she threw her purse down in the opposite chair and put a hand on her hip as she eyed me. "My mom asked me to help you with all this superstar business, Robert. Right now you're really on my last nerve," she pulled out a cigarette and lit it quickly.

"I'm sorry, Marlene" I drowned out slowly and reached for my pack of cigs on the coffee table.

"Not right now," she swatted my hand away and I looked up at her like she was a lunatic and made an awful face.

"How did you get in bed last night?" she asked taking a short drag angrily.

I thought for a second, and I shrugged.

"ME," she shouted and held her hands out beside her heavy hips. "I had to get the hotel concierge to let me in, and we found you passed out in the goddamn jet bath," she threw her hands in the air and quickly brought them down to suck her cig.

"Damn, I don't even remember," I rubbed my eyes.

"Yeah, I had to throw ice water straight on your head and you fell onto that bed naked and wet! I had to get a sheet to cover your pee pee," she motioned to me and huffed yet again.

"It won't happen again," I pleaded my eyes to hers.

She let out on a string of spanish profanities. I waited for her to finish. "Your mother is not going to know about this, but you need to make sure you don't let these hip rock hop stars fuck you up, papi," she leaned in front of me and put a hand on her hip and a finger in my face "I'll be right across the hall, no excessive drinking or heho smoking or snorting. You godamn kids don't know how to be rich and happy! You won't to suck, drink and smoke anything that will enter your nose, mouth or ass," she leaned back up and straightend her sweater.

I heard the door slam and I grabbed my pack of marlboros, when I inserted the lit cigarette to my mouth I didn't want to let it out. I exhaled and thought about the day before, I couldn't believe I even took her to that fucking room. If we had just went and gotten something to eat, it wouldn't be so distorted right now. I stood up and pulled open the patio door and leaned against the railing. The bottle of cold vodka entered my thoughts when I thought of the humiliation or being turned down washed over Kristen's gorgeous face. This isn't good at all. I thought as I stared out at the vast mountains and forestry.

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My Good Luck Charm Chapter 3

A couple of days went by and she hadn’t so much as whispered one word to me unless it was Bella speaking to Edward. My head hurt atrociously from worrying about what she thought of me now and how does she feel about us now that I had fried and short circuited my brain. I was lounging in on a Friday afternoon in a pair of old faded Levis and tank top, I was down to a half pack of cigarettes a day, but after the insanely wonderful events that occurred last night I was unsure how long this blessing would last. I went to pull another one out and realized I was completely out, the blessing lasted a length of 2 seconds.

I pulled up from the couch and headed out the door across the wide hall, Marlene would get me some. I couldn’t handle being chased by twi-hards today. I knocked three good times and waited.

I heard her cough and the door flew open, “What you want?”

“Marlene, my mums favorite friend, my most favorite and beautiful spanish fly,” I grinned at her.

“I don’t like that look,” she narrowed her eyes at me curiously.

“I need a pack of Marlboro shorts,” I made my eyes a convincing as possible.

“Right now I am doing a 3 way call with chyour mother and chyour publicist,” she faked a smile and shook the cordless phone she held against her swollen chest.

“But, I really,” I was saying when she held the phone up and pointed it, and shut the door. She is a great assistant! I rolled my eyes. I quickly returned to my suite and shrugged into a tattered flannel shirt and threw a wool jacket on over it and made my way to the concierge’s desk.

The man was standing straight up, and was looking down and appeared completely asleep.

I was going to bother him and then decided against it, plus this was my habit and maybe the fresh air would be helpful.

St Helens, Oregon was a nice town, very quiet and peaceful. It wasn’t as busy as London, which I missed at times. But I really blend in easily here, the laidback way I act and dress help me a lot as well. I strolled down the main street and was surprised at how many couples I saw today. Karma really loves to rub your nose in shit doesn’t it? I watched a couple stand face to face, their noses pressed together and laughing while hugging each others arms in their wool coats. I broke my gaze and hurried past them. I noticed a Starbucks and decided to fill up on caffeine until I got my nicotine.

Once I was inside I let the fresh aroma of coffee blur my senses and perk up my nose. I looked around the shop quickly and then there she was sitting alone at a corner table with a book in hand and her feet drawn up on the with her knees at her chest.. I saw one cup of ju in her hand, and another lying on a plate with a half eaten pastry on it as well. Her hair was half covered by a brown and blue argyle wool cap and she was being swallowed in a huge hooded sweatshirt. I peeled my eyes away and quickly ordered my java fix.

I figured what the hell? She can’t throw me out of the shop. I exhaled nervously and paid for my ju and threw my change in the tip jar and slowly made my way to her corner. “Hey, you,” I smiled at her warmly and in high hopes of moving past the other night.


“Kris, can I ask you something personal?” I leaned forward for privacy.

She nodded and probably already knew what I was going to ask.

“Have you done anything with, I mean, have you ever.. ?” I was trying to ask but couldn't get it out.

Her cheeks brightened with pink intensely, I had to hide my amused smile with my hand.

“I’ve done things, but I’ve never went past 2nd base,”

I didn’t mean to but my eyebrows raised and surprise plastered itself on my face. I was talking to a virgin, the world wasn’t so bad after all.

“Ok, so I’m a leper, Rob. You can stop staring now,” she rolled her eyes and put her feet on the ground and prepared to leave.

“Where are you going?” I asked, hoping I hadn’t pissed her off yet again.

“Away from Starbucks before I overdose on caffeine,”

I laughed and waited for her to get her messenger bag and I discarded her trash for her.

When I turned around she was already out the door and down the street.

We walked past some town shops and pharmacies, we were silent for a while. The bright sun and screnery keeping our attention. But not mine, at least not for a long time.

"Kristen, I don't understand how you're still a virgin," I shot out of the blue.

She laughed, "What do I look like a slut?" she motioned to herself.

"Hardly, no. I just.. You're a great person and I find it hard to concentrate on things when I'm around you. Plus you're beautiful and intelligent, it's just hard to believe," I was trying to explain.

"Well, my Dad always told me that it's something I should keep as long as possible. My Mom told me I would go to Hell if I did it before I was married, so I'm dealing with both a parenting issue and a religion issue," she motioned with her hands.

"My family was always tightly knit and we did everything together, plus all the acting kept me busy, so I was neevr really distracted by sex and all that crap,"

"That's a good thing," I replied.

"So what about you? Who's on the Rob Patt roster?" she looked up at me and nudge my arm with her elbow.

"One," I stared at the ground and she stopped walking when I replied.

"You're serious," her face showed her disbelief. "You're 23," she said simply.

"Well, not every man is a man-whore," I laughed. "I'm like you, I've been acting for so long and I never really took time to build relationships,"

"So, what are the logistics?"

I pulled at my coat's sleeve. "My mother had a friend who had a daughter, we were both 17. I fell pretty quick, it was only puppy love. But she wanted me to take her to her prom, so I did," I really didn't want to finish the rest. "We were at the Prom and she flashed a key and wanted me to take something else," I animated with my eyes.

"Well I was in love, or so I thought. We made a stop at the hotel store, and it went from there. When it was over she got dressed and said it was best to just be friends, it kinda shot me down. "Ever since then, my Harry Potter role picked up and I was a little famous. I haven't met many girls that really want to know me, they want to be seen with me. I haven't really found someone I really connect with,"

"That's refreshing to hear," she smiled with her eyes squinting in the sun.

"What about you?"

"Something happened to one of my best friends, and it kind of scarred me. It made me just decide not to, becuase.. I've never really talked about it to anyone other than my parents or the therapist that helped my friend and I through it," her eyebrows were pulled together and her face looked still.

"I don't have to know, it's ok. But would it help to talk about it?"

"It kind of would, I haven't talked about it in such a long time," she looked around and looked at me and exahled shortly.

I waited patiently, not wanting to force her to tell me something she didn't want to remember. I only wanted her to confide in me, to let me in.

“When I was 11 my friend Eliza and I used to play with this boy, Daniel, who lived across the street from her. He was a real sweetheart and literally would protect us and our dolls from unfortunate deaths and kidnappings," she smiled, "Well, one night I went to have a sleepover at her house. We got bored with monopoly and video games we decided to call Daniel and see what he was doing.”

She stopped for a minute and sat down beside a tree in a tiny park with a walking track and swingset we were a couple of feet from and brought her knees to her chest again. I sat beside her and prepared for something serious.

“Well we all wanted to do a ghost conjure and raise the dead, like idiots” she laughed. “Well, we snuck out and went over to to his house and his bigger brother was home and he was 15 years old at the time and we thought he was so cute,” her face darkened and her eyes changed to a darker shade.

“He said he would help us bring out Bloody Mary or whatever, and Eliza was, like, immediately curious and shit. He said the only way to raise her would be to go into the bathroom and shut off the light and count to 50. Naturally, she was in the bathroom in 30 seconds with the door closed. I didn’t get a chance to tell her we shouldn’t do it, it didn’t feel right but then Daniel said it was going to be great and blah, blah, so I ignored my gut. So, the older brother tells the Daniel and I not to move no matter what we hear because the ghost might come after us,”

“We hid in the Daniel's room and I just felt wrong and something didn’t feel right. But you know, shit always feels weird at that age. Well, she’s in the bathroom and it is super quiet for like 2 minutes. Then we hear like a muffled voice and glass shatter and it scared the fuck out of us,” she widened her eyes, moisture began to gloss over them.

“I opened the door as he was pulling up his pants up and there was some kind of porcelain was shattered on the tiles He had come in through a second door from a bedroom! She was crouched in the bathtub and there was blood on the tile and she was rocking back and forth holding her knees," a tear dropped from her eye and she sobbed slightly, "The guy told me that if I told anyone he would get me next," tears fell from her eyes and she covered her hands in her face and sobbed. "I feel like I could have stopped it, or told her not to go in there,"

"Hey, hey," I put a hand on her back and she lifted her head and started wiping her tears, but she couldn't help but sob in uneven breaths. I grabbed her arms and lifted her to straddle my waist and we sat there as I held her tight. I couldn't imagine knowing something like that as a child growing up.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and increased her grip. Her hair smelled like vanilla and I breathed in deeply to bring her into my soul and senses. Her crying calmed by each minute, and I stroked the hair flowing down her back.

"She hasn't spoken to me since I moved when I was 13. Just knowing that happened to her and seeing the pain she went through that year with the counseling, and then they called her a slut, and they teased her, she was so depressed she transferred schools. I just promised myself I wouldn't give mine away because of all that happened to her. She cried for so many nights and would call me to talk about not being able to choose, being raped and, and now I'm grown and I want to, but I don't really trust men, and after that it kind of stopped my interest in sex.

I pulled her face back and consoled her eyes with mine. "That was not your fault, that could never be your fault. You didn't know, and at least you were her friend afterward when it really counted. That mattered even more than just being her friend, period," I rubbed my thumbs over her cheeks and she leaned back into my neck. Her warm, moist breath against my skin sent a chill straight to my spine.

"Now that I've met you and I really, really like you. I have grown so much making this movie. But making this movie with you is what I'm thankful for most. I want to go there with you so bad, to be with you and share that with you," she pulled back while brushing our cheeks against each other brushed until our lips were less than an inch apart.

"Kristen, you just don't understand how insanely crazy you make me over you! Your kiss is the most single kiss I have ever known to feel so god-damn good, just having your breath on my mouth right now makes me want to strip you and make love right here in front of everybody," I spoke low and husky onto her face.

She leaned forward and kissed me so softly, if she had done it any softer it wouldn't even have been a kiss, but it was soft and sweet and lasted for a long time. My body began simmering for her but I ignored it, she rested her head on my shoulder and we sat there. I didn't even care about the time.




"Okay, I'm starving," she laughed as we were returning to the hotel, hand in hand.

"Ok, what about pizza?"

"Ugh, no," she scoffed crinkling her nose and squeezing my hand.

"Well how about you choose since I'm all "Ugh!"' I teased.

"How about some ooey gooey cheeseburgers," she eyed me curiously.

"My kind of girl," I smiled and draped an arm over her shoulder and went in search for a cafe.




"There is no way in hell you can eat all that," I stared at the huge burger the waitress had left for her.

"Why, because I'm a girl or because I'm so small?" she smiled while dressing up the entire cow that was lying on a bun on her plate with ketchup, pickle, onions and mayonaise.

"Becuase the stomach wasn't designed to digest entire animals," I laughed and engulfed another huge bite of my philly cheesesteak with peppers, onions, mushrooms and swiss cheese.

"So, you never told me about your experience as Cedric Diggory," she laughed and seemed like she had to detatch her jaw just bite the monstrous burger.

"You had to bring up Harry Potter! You suck, Kris," I swigged on my coke.

"Oh come on, you were so adorable in your little cape and magic wand," she started giggling.

"Be careful, if you cough up that burger there's so much it might start to moo," I joked.

"At least I eat more than a coke and reese cups," she shot me a knowing glare.

"What? It's a meal, the peanut butter is very nutritious," we laughed together.

The bell on the door rung and I looked past Kristen and saw Marlene. "Bugger," I rolled my eyes and wiped my chin with a fresh napkin.

"What, did you chip a tooth?" she laughed.

"My mothers and friend and my assistant, Marlene, she just walked in," I tried to hide my face by holding my folded hands in front of my face.

"Well, well, Mr. Paddinson, looks like you have no worries and no cares to call and see if you are needed for something, no?" she put a hand on Kristen's seat and another hand on her full hip. "How rude, you don't even want to introduce me?" she placed both her hands on her hips.

"Marlene, this is Kristen," I smiled and Kristen held back her laughter.

"Hi, how are you doing?" Kristen looked up at her and smiled shyly.

"I am fine, and you two? A day on the town?" her spanish accent curved all her words.

"Marlene, I had the weekend off, remember? Kristen does too, and we bumped into eachother,"

"You seem like a nice girl, you know?" she smiled and turned to Kristen.

I inhaled deeply and prayed she would walk away.

"Rob needs a nice girl like you, he needs to stop pining away in his room by himself. He'll be 40 before he knows it, and he'll be all alone," she waved a pointed finger at me.

"I don't want that to happen!" I laughed and Marlene rolled her eyes and I snorted trying not to laugh.

"Such a pig," she rolled her eyes and patted Kristen's shoulder. "He's a handful, Girlie, you'll be smoking by the time your at your month anniversary," she laughed and made her exit after she retrieved a to go plate from the waitress.

Kristen turned to me and she was laughing, "She's too cool," she laughed. "Where did your mom meet her?"

"Well, we were still in london when I was 8 and my mum had taken me on an audition. Marlene and my mum hit it off because my mom is fluent in Spanish,"

Kristen smiled, "Do you know any?"

"I knew that was coming," I laughed, "But no, I don't. I never could get the accent right," we both laughed.

"I can't eat anymore," she pushed her plate away and grabbed her tall glass of coke.

"Really," I paused and she looked at me curiously. I smiled "I never thought that was going to happen," I joked.

"Coming from the smoking chimney, I think we could both use some self restraint and control," she threw a napkin at me.

We both busted at laughing when it landed right in my drink."You're an official wanker, now," I smiled while pulling out the wet mess and tossing it on my completely empty plate.

We stopped laughing and found ourselves staring at each other. I wanted to kiss her softly just to give her only a tiny amount of the affection I have for her that I haven't been able to show for months. Everything I've looked for in a woman, all the women I dated, I truly believed the one I could actually fall for was sitting right in front of me, so beautiful and down to earth. I hadn't craved a cigarette in, wait.. That's why I left the room today. She's like my good luck charm.






"You'll walk me to my door, like we were on a real date?" Kristen smiled at me, turning and batting her eyelashes at me.

"A gentleman wouldn't do any less," I smiled and motioned to the elevator while bowing my head.

She tapped me on chest and giggled as she walked in.

We rode in silence, but I couldn't help but steal a glance at her while she bit her lip and crossed her arms around her chest.

We got off on our floor and walked the 9 doors down to her room.

She turned to me, and I was immediately hit with the importance of my walking her here.. Was this a date? I asked myself.

"Was this a, well was this like a.. Date?" she asked as we leaned against her door on our shoulders.

I thought for a second and stepped closer to her without moving my shoulder from the door. "I don't want to seem like a powder puff, but I'd like to think it was," I moved to where I was about 3 inches from her face, and I thanked God we had went for those mints as we left the cafe.

"Rob, I really want you to come in," her eyes burned mine with their pleading.

"You have no clue how much I, and my body, want to walk through your door," I began.

"Why don't you? Why don't we both walk through this door and forget about everything else? Why don't we forget about Twilight, Catherine and everything else before this very second? Go in here and give each other what we both want,"

Her suggestion made my body react immediately.

"Please, Rob," she stepped closer and her lips touched mine softly.

I deepened the kiss and my arms wound tightly around her, her moan urged my kiss to intensify on her mouth. My mind was reeling, my body was close to it's boiling point. I was completely unsure of what to do. But all I wanted to do was walk in that door and forget about the entire world. I wanted to hide my phone and forget my emails, forget filming this movie and forget about Marlene. I wanted to escape with Kristen, I wanted to take her away and just hide there. I would take her in there and never leave.

My phone rang and our lips slowly stopped and she pulled back and began searching for her room key. I was cussing insanely in my mind, I flipped open the phone and wanted to bust it into a million pieces when Kristen looked up at me with her swollen red lips and hungry eyes.

"Um, hello?" my accent broken from my mood.



"Okay, no, it's," I was trying to object, "Can I come in another time?"

Kristen's face went unreadable and she dropped her eyes to the floor.

I placed my hand on her cheek and pleaded my eyes to her and she shrugged.

"Fine, that will work," I snapped my phone shut and shoved it back into my pocket.

"I wish I could say what you were doing was a scene just now, like someone is gonna yell 'Cut' and it's over and we can do what we want," she tried to act like it didn't bother her.

I placed both my hands on the side of her face, and I held her so close that my lips aligned perfectly with hers, and my eyes stared deeply into hers. "Kristen, when I make love to you I want it to be perfect, and I want it to last as long as you want it to. I want it to be perfect, for you. I swear with all my heart I want to just lift you up on this door right now and make you holler down this hall, don't even question that," I placed a single wet kiss on her lips and was satisfied at the lust that had settled on her face and poured over her eyes.

She cleared her throat, and it made me smile.

"Look, it's only 5 pm, all Catherine said she needed was a couple of face shots, I should be back before long," I kissed her again and she rubbed a hand on my chest.

"Alright, but pound on the door if it's late and I don't wake up! Wake me up," she lightly laughed and swiped her key card.

She walked in and looked at me one last time and winked.

My body went into overdrive and I had to tear my eyes from her because if I didn't I would have thrown everything out the window and we would be naked 20 seconds from now.

I turned and made my dreadful departure.

The fourth chapter of My Good Luck Charm will be up by morning 8:30 am 9:30 pm hopefully, I have to proofread it and makes sure it flows well.

This chapter is my romance chapter, lol. It will have all the ahhs and ohhs going on from the readers. It's sensual and heart throbbing, I wanna make you guys go all giddy!

My Good Luck Charm Part I of Chapter Four

I grabbed the hotel phone and dialed Kristen's number, everything was in order and ready to go.

"Hello?" I heard her groggy voice answer.

"Hey, Kris. Sleep well?"

"I was sleeping great until the british cat called me and started howling on the phone," you could hear just a hint of her smile.

"You're very funny, I'm a ponce, not a cat," I joked. "How would you like to go on a road trip with me?"

"It depends, where and how far is it?" she sounded like she was stretching and my mouth watered at the thought of her on the bed and half dressed.

"It's a surprise and it's only a couple of hours away, we'll be back before Sunday afternoon. Let's have a fun Saturday and Sunday morning. You won't have to worry about anything,"

There was a long silence and I could hear her breath on the reciever. "Ok, what do I need to bring?" she laughed, "You better not take me to visit the worlds largest cheeseball or something," she laughed.

"Promise," I smiled, "You might need a bathing suit, and 2 changes of clothes. But overall, dress warmly,"

"Ok, so you tell me to bring a bikini and then tell me to 'Dress warmly'," I think you're confused," she questioned.

There was a long pause.

“I guess I can be ready soon,” she responded slowly. “What’s going on at 5 am in the morning,” she replied groggily “I’m going to drink a red bull,” she replied and the phone went dead.

“I can't wait to see you,” I stated truthfully. “Also, I am kidnapping you with indecent and improper intentions,” I joked.

“I wish you would, I could take you,”

I laughed at her dedication to her statement, “Is that a threat?”

“Just be here and I’ll be ready,” she made her breathy laugh and I smiled at the feeling of affection that pooled in my heart.

I pulled on a long sleeve white thermal and a blue sweater, some black pants and comfortable shoes and I was ready to go. I pulled a comb through my hair, applied cologne and deodorant and I was headed out the door. I picked up the Cayenne I had the concierge rent for me.

I stepped out of the open elevator and there she was bending over and retrieving her personal items off the floor. Her figure was undeniably attractive from my rear view-point, and my mind went to the things I could be doing to her right now If I were to take her in that room. I shook them out of my head and laughed and she turned around and gave me a menacing look.

“Enjoy the view? Will you help me with this stuff, I dropped this stuff out of my bag,” she questioned.

“Always,” I smiled and she rolled her eyes as she turned back to zipping her suit case. “Where are we going anyway?”

“Well, I’ll tell you when we get closer,” I smiled.

“I guess I can wait,” she exhaled and grabbed a small bag and I handled the large bag.


We had loaded into the Cayenne and were headed out on the highway and were almost the only car on the road. I kept stealing glances of her from the side, her lips were still swollen from sleep and her hair was straight as a board. She looked gorgeous with no makeup on, it was like staring at an angel with a halo for her heart. I fought my craving to light up and looked back to the road.

We were loaded and traveling on the interstate at a nice speed, I inhaled deeply and was able to concentrate on her sweet perfume. My head filled with calmness and tranquility as I drove down the long stretch of highway before us.



"Do you remember the first day of shooting? When we had to do the car crush scene?" she asked me out of the blue, breaking the silence - and I was thankful she did.

"Yeah, I was wired that day. I had about 3 red bulls," I laughed.

"Well, I had never really seen you as Edward, and when I did that's when I started seeing you different, even after all the script reading was done.. Seeing you as Edward was, well, amazing," she looked down and smiled.

I watched her and wished I could hold her right now, her hair was tucked behind her ears and I could see every part of her beautiful face. Her face was free of make up and she had on no eye liner or mascara, she looked gorgeous. "When Catherine introduced us, I had to stick with general conversation,"

"What the hell does that mean?" she rolled her eyes as she smiled.

"It means you made me so nervous I couldn't think of anything clever or intelligent to say," I couldn't help but smile widely at her reaction.

She turned in her seat and I felt her staring at me, I glanced at her and she narrowed her eyes at me. "So that's where all the 'I love it here, what about you's" and the "I wonder who's catering today's" came from," she laughed as she watched my face.

"No," I tried not to smile as she interrogated me.

She quickly sat back in her seat and stared out of her window.

I looked at side mirror then looked back to the road and before I knew it she had maneuvered her way to my side of the car.

"You don't mind in I sit beside you, do you?" she began to run her fingers into my hair, playing with the ends before rubbing my scalp. If I were a dog my tongue would be wagging and I'd already be humping her leg right now.

I cleared my throat, I tried not to swerve but the visions I'd have of her threading her small hands into my hair mixed with the pleasure she had bursting through my veins right now had me under the influence, I realsed the gas pedal slightly.




After 3 hours of driving, I came upon the exit the GPS had on it's screen. I had found this beautiful bed & breakfast up north of Oregon and it was very close to the location I was going to take her this afternon. I was glad it was only 8am right now, I pulled off the expressway and continued down the main street. I saw signs for antique stores and consigment shops. There were several flower stores and a huge walmart, everything I needed was 20 minutes away. I turned down Merry Apple Way and traveled 10 minutes down the road. I came upon our destination.

The inn was even more beautiful in person than on the net, it looked elegant and simple. It was a white 2 story country style home with blue shudders and a front porch that wrapped around the 1st floor. There were porch swings and wicker furniture and birdhouses to the side that were filled with tiny finches.

I parked under a huge pecan tree, and I turned to a sleeping Kristen. She had laid down and curled into a ball on the front seat, the top of her head was touching my thigh and she had wrapped my coat tightly around her. Her hair was falling everywhere, layers of brown silk. I moved a piece from her cheek and leaned down to whisper to her.

“Rob,” she softly sighed and the corner of her mouth pulled up a tiny bit in a smile.

I smiled brightly and touched her ear, “Kris, we’re here,” I whispered and she stirred under me and opened her eyes.

“I can’t wait to see,” she smiled rubbing her face as she sat up.

I turned my head to see her reaction, she would have to look past me to see the inn. The expression on her face made my entire body fill with adrenaline.

“It’s, it’s,” she was at a loss for words. “How did you find this place?” she looked at me with huge eyes.

“I have my ways, besides, I’m an English man, I know how to find a good bed and breakfast,” I smiled and she searched at my face and her expression went unreadable.

She continued looking at me in that dazzled expression, until she pulled me to her for a kiss.

My eyes shot closed and for a moment I forgot we were in the parking lot, and any one could come by and see us, but then I remembered there were no paparazzi here. It was just me and Kristen, and the feelings we had. She sighed into my mouth and I hungrily devoured her lips as she rubbed my chest with her hands.

She pulled back and our breathing was slightly elevated. She still had her hands on the sides of my face and smiled that charming smile.

“Well, let’s go stretch our feet out, you slept 3 hours,” I poked fun at her.




We made it to the room and stood at the door, and when we walked in her expression was completely amazed.

The bed was huge and had four gigantic bed posts carved with beautiful ivy vines. There were fabric sheers draped around the canopy and the comforter had draping that fell from the bed’s edge to the floor in beautiful blue satin. The décor was mainly blue and it accented beautifully with the touches of yellow and gold here and there.

“Rob, I don’t know what to say,” she looked around and I was satisfied at her astonishment.

“I’m just glad you love it, would you like to stay the next two days with me? We don’t have to leave until Monday morning,” I smiled and she walked to me, she looked so sexy in my jacket.
“Spending the next two days in here with you would be, well I don’t even know how to describe it.” she smiled.

“Well, since it’s only 9 am, we have some time to rest before my next surprise,” I walked to her and ran a hand lightly though her silky hair.

“I’m going to take a hot shower, you'll meet me back in here?” she asked softly, her eyes staring up at mine innocently.

“I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else,”

I sat down in an easy chair while she collected her things, she took off my jacket and laid it on the bed. My eyes made their way to her hips and her body. She was so petite, more petite than any other woman I’d been interested in. I was lost in my visual trip of her beautiful body, my eyes widened when she removed her shirt and left herself in her tiny tank top. She looked up and I immediately turned my head and stood up facing the dresser.

Her hands touched my back and I splayed my hands out on the dark wood and sucked in my breath. My resistance was breaking. I had wanted this enchanting creature ever since I’d shaken her hand. She continued to caress my back and then she lifted her hands to my shoulders and squeezed tightly and I let out a groan of pleasure that I think radiated through her because she dug her nails in my skin. I turned and she was staring at me with those pleading eyes, my body set on fire and we attacked each other and I fell backward onto the bed with her following on top. She wasted no time lifting my shirt and caressing my chest with her tongue. My eyes closed and her hands traveled up and down my stomach, over my navel and to my waist. She let her tongue linger on my hip bone that peeked from underneath my sweatpants and she nibbled on my hip bone and made me bite my fist.

As much as I wanted her to continue I had to bring up my plan. “You’re going to miss your surprise,”

She stopped and put her forehead on my shoulder, like she was defeated. “I’m going to miss it?” she pulled her brows together.

“Yep, it will fly away and it will be gone,” I said sadly and she fell by my side, “We should get some rest and then we can meet your surprise,”

She had already nuzzled against my body and I kicked off my shoes and moved to lie back on the pillows and pulled her with me. My heart slowed and I inhaled her sweet scent and let it fill me, my body calmed. I buried my face in her hair and breathed her in like a lullaby as she lulled me to sleep.

"Night, baby," she sighed in her sleep and I kissed her temple.

"Good night, luck charm," I closed my eyes.


4 hours passed and I awoke and dressed in a pair of jeans and a thick red sweater. I hopped in the Cayenne and picked up a picnic for us and made a special stop. I was surprised I did it all in under an hour and headed back to the inn. Kristen was still knocked out, hair was a mess and was lying everywhere, I took a picture with my digital camera for her to see later on. I kept the picnic in the car and brought in the 3 dozen roses I retrieved at the local flower shop and laid them beside her. I creaked the door and she stirred, I purposely creaked it again and her eyelashes moved. Her eyes opened and shock was etched onto her face.

“What in the,” she exclaimed as she rose and her hair fell in layers around her.

“Do you like them?”

“I love them, they’re gorgeous,” she smiled and smelled them softly. If she only knew how much she makes my body crave her.

“Well, we have to get going so we don’t miss our flight,”

“Our what?!” she asked with surprise.

“Trust me,” I smiled and we readied up for the trip.





“Ok, Rob, this is scary,” she was holding onto the door as we went down a long gravel dirt road.

“Why, it’s not like it’s a graveyard, Kris,” I laughed and she shot me a menacing glance.

“Where are you taking me,”

“We’re here,” I smiled as I saw what I wanted to see.

We rounded the road and I stopped so I could study her face, she had to look past me to see the surprise and just the look in her eyes made mine moisten. She looked like she had just seen Christmas morning. A tear slipped down her cheek and I wiped it off with the back of my hand.

“It’s a hot air balloon!” she whispered and a hand went over her surprised mouth. “I, I, I don’t know what, I don't know what to, why would you do all this for me?” she turned to me stunned.

“We need to get down there, you ready to go up?”

“Of course,” she smiled brightly.



We exited the car and she jogged lightly to my side and we connected our hands, she was still staring in amazement. The balloon was white with wide blue stripes just like I requested, I wanted to be at one with the sky. My own eyes were wide as well, I couldn't help but be blown away by the size of sheer size of the balloon.

"Senora, Senor, My name is Alonso. I will be your operator today," his italian accent was strong and we were still gazing up at the fire breathing into the tunnell.

"Hello, I'm Rob," he shook my hand and his smile made his round face boyish.

"I'm Kristen,"

"You two make a very beautiful couple, yah" he smiled and pulled on a bigger jacket.

"Ah, here is Jon," he motioned to a tall bigger built man with brown hair. "He no, he no talk, so let's just ride," he laughed.

"Glad to meet you two, it's very simple," ballooning he began. "We will hover over the ground about 5 feet, chyou know, test the waters and then when you are ready and the wind picks us up, we release the ropes," he motioned to the 3 inch wide ropes. Alonso had climbed in and adjusted the flames. "You may board," he smiled to us and I climbed up first.

"You ready daredevil?" I winked at her and she smiled brigtly.

"You know I am," she laughed and I pulled her up with me into the basket. ~~

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Chapter Four Part II - Notsuitable for anyone under 17(Possibly 18)!

My Good Luck Charm Chapter Four Part II (NC 17)
"We hover for a moment to catch ze wind," Alonso shouted over the fresh burst of flames.

The balloon rose.

We went to the other side of the balloon and held each other tight, I gaped at the treetops and fields below us. She was staring as well and she looked around to the clouds and smiled at me.

“Ok, now we float away,” Alonso smiled happily, having to holler over the roar of the fire. “Do you know what they say about these balloon rides?” he asked grinning.

“No,” I smiled to him.

“I’ve had several couples go up, and come down engaged,” he smiled brightly, his blue eyes motioning to Kristen who was looking in the balloon and it seemed that she didn't’t hear us.

We lifted and our eyes watched as we floated away from the ground, Jon became the size of a pin’s head. We scanned around and it was like we were literally floating through the clouds. Her hair was flying around her and her mouth was in a small oh. I rubbed my hand on her back, and gazed out at the huge trees and hills underneath us. We rode for what seemed like miles.

“How do you feel?” I smiled as I kissed the top of her head.

“Like I’m dreaming,” she gasped.

“Me too, I never would have imagined this would ever happen 6 months ago,” I ran my hand over the back of her head and down her hair.

She turned slowly to me and amazement was covering every inch of her face and was simmering in her eyes. “Why, I mean what made you do all this?” she squinted at me.

I soaked her expression into my mind to remember easily, and I placed my hands on the sides of her face. “Isn't’t it obvious, Kris,” I began. “You have changed me more in 6 months more than any woman I've known,” I stroked her neck and ears.

“But this is a lot for some one to do, considering we aren't’t officially togeth. . .” she was explaining when I lowered my mouth onto hers. I kissed her gently loving the feel of her taste, relishing in the surprise that lingered with the movement of her lips.

“Does that answer your question?” I laughed at her.

She giggled, the first time I had ever seen her giggle in 6 months was right now. My heart warmed and my body responded to it, making my desire for her burn in my stomach. I watched her look wide eyed around the basket and up at me. We smiled at each other and I lowered my forehead to hers and we stared out.

“Have you looked down yet?” I asked her and she closed her eyes.

“Hell no, I can’t,” she laughed mockingly.

“Sure you can just look, look down,” I nudged her arm.

She lightly smacked me my arm, “No, I might fall, or I might get scared and have a heart attack,” she exclaimed eyeing me menacingly.

“I’ll hold you so won’t fall, I’ll hold you down right here,” I pressed my nose to hers.

“Ok, but please, Rob, please don’t let go!” she begged.

“I promise,” I smiled.

She held onto my forearms and peered over and jerked her head back up quickly.

“I would never let anything happen to you I couldn't’t stop in my power,” I reassured her and she peered back over and stared.

She lifted back up and met my gaze, her eyes held tears. “You never answered my question, Rob,”

“Isn't’t it obvious, though?” I laughed and repeated my question from earlier. I looked around and nudged toward the balloon.

“I don’t know, how am I supposed to? I mean I have a guess, but I don’t want to guess,” she laughed and then her face went serious.

“Because, Kristen… I love you,”

Her face was like a book for a whole 60 seconds, and all I could do was wait and read her as she absorbed my statement. She went from absolutely shocked, to disbelief and back to being shocked. Her hair flew around her face and she looked like an angel flying with the brilliant sun and blue skies behind her.

She finally smiled bigger than I had ever seen her smile before, and I noticed a tear drop descend onto her pink cheeks. “I love you too,” she whispered as another fell onto her other cheek.

“You’re the most patient and kind person I know. You make me laugh when I’m being a ponce-headed jackass, and you calm me to my soul. You are so beautiful that I can’t help but stare and wonder at you. You’re my good luck charm, Kris. You’re lucky for me and you make me better than what I can ever be by myself alone,”

She let out a small sob and I smiled at her emotional state. “You brought me to life, kind of. I was like, I was only thinking about filming and making movies. I didn't’t care about meeting someone or dating, I was content with being by myself,” she lifted a hand to wipe a tear away and I stopped her. “What?” she asked.

I leaned down and kissed the tear on her cheek away, the salty drop of water made me want to cry myself. “Don’t cry anymore,” I kissed her mouth and she sighed into my kiss.

I forgot about it all, fcuk the world. fcuk the producers and my father calling me a dreamer, I had what I had been looking for now. This beautiful and charming person was kissing me, she loved me. That’s all that mattered to me that we were out of this awful world right now. We were sailing away into Never land and I never wanted to come back. I wanted to land this balloon and find a field of flowers where I could make love to her and never stop. I wanted her now more than I’d wanted any other woman.

Our kiss continued and my mind was running 4 million thoughts a second. All I wanted was her kiss, her body to touch mine, to be with her as long as I could. She brought me out of myself, she made me want to stand up and scream that I loved her. I held her tightly as I could to my chest in fear she might disappear.

"This is the most romantic thing," her eyes were still wide surveying the scenery. "I am getting cold though," she held onto her arms.

"Ready to go go," I pulled her to me and brought her into a hug.

"Definitely," whispered and we drew into a deep kiss.

We parted after what felt like two seconds, but in reality had been 20 minutes. I didn't’t even notice Alonso was lowering the balloon to the dock.

Alonso reached up let out air and we lowered further to the ground. “You got it, yes?” Alonso screamed to Jon who was struggling to grab the rope Alonso tossed out.

I waited as Alonso secured the balloon and turned to us. “You make beautiful couple together,” he grinned.

“Thank you, this was one of the most exhilarating moments in my life,” Kristen smiled, and looked up to me.

“She’s right, I have never felt so, alive and weightless,” I reached out and shook his hand and he accepted.

“I’m glad I could make dreams come true for you, many best wishes for the two of you. By the way, you remember what I said, yes?” he winked at me.

Kristen immediately squinted between us, and I smiled. “What’s he talking about?” she inquired curiously.

“He said not many couples went up without coming back down engaged,” I looked into her face, and she blushed brightly.

“See,” Alonso smiled and motioned to Kristen, “They hardly ever come down as singles!” he laughed.

“Thanks so much,” I jumped down from the small distance and face Kristen.

She smiled and jumped down and I caught her over my shoulder and set her down easily.

“So, you ready for a picnic?”

“Rob, you are unbelievable,” she smiled and I grabbed her hand and we walked briskly back to the car.


I drove us to a park only 2 miles away that sat by a huge lake and had grass all around it. There were ducks waddling to the right underneath the shade of the trees. There was a park bench that sat right beside the lake and I pulled the car as close as possible. I parked and admired the scene for a moment and exited the car.

“I am starving,” she growled as she stretched.

“I brought artisan sandwiches with prosciutto and mascarpone cheese and olives,”

Her eyes widened, “Say what?” she laughed.

“It’s the best bacon in the universe and a sweet cheese,” I laughed at her expression.

“Ok, so it’s all just regular, like, meat? No innards or testes?” she eyed me intensely.

“Promise, no sweetbreads or mountain oysters,” I laughed.


I sat up easily with a huge green quilt, set up the food and uncorked the sparkling juice and filled our crystal wine goblets. We sat down and began our meal. I couldn't’t help but smile and she returned every one I gave her. It was so easy being with her, so simple. It was like we were two streams that flowed peacefully beside each other.

“Do you get along with your dad, you never mention him,” she sipped the white grape juice and picked a piece of arugula off her sandwich.

“He was always the type that was hard, and overbearing. He and my mother divorced when I was 12 which only inflated him more. He always claimed I would never really be a man. He had been in the army since my mother married him. He would leave and come back, then leave again. I would never want to be like him,” I continued hating having to talk about him.

“He would make me run miles at the time, like one day I ran 5 miles and I wound up in the hospital of dehydration because he said I didn't’t need to stop for water,” I shook my head and threw the wrapping to my sandwich in the basket.

“He cheated on my mother, with a very younger woman, a woman who had just come out of college. It devastated my mother, they fought for a couple of weeks before he shipped out, and he never came back after that. He’s wrote letters and I’ve seen him enough times to count on one hand,” I shook my right hand with 4 fingers extended.

“I’m sorry, Rob,” she tossed her wrapper behind mine.

“Mum said it made me the sensitive and caring man I am today,” I smiled thinking about my mum.

I crawled over to Kristen and kissed her gently. She deepened the kiss and pulled me atop her as she lowered down back onto the quilt. She pushed me away slightly and smiled, “Today has been the single most romantic day I’ve ever had, or dreamed of,” she beamed at me.

I kissed her again and we got lost in each other. Her hands found mine and she laced our fingers together as I massaged her mouth with my tongue. This was absolutely perfect, a dream. I was not in reality anymore and Kristen and I were alone in our world together. We stayed until dusk and made our return to the highway.


We were headed back to the hotel and she was asleep on the long, wide backseat bench. Her hands were resting her head and her leg was dangling off the seat. She was a sigh to see with her hair falling around her face and shoulders. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen, I returned back to the road.


“Kristen, we’re here,” I rubbed her cheek with the back of my hand after I’d unloaded the bags put them in the room.

She sat up and smiled, “It feels like morning,”

“It's 9 o’clock at night,” I smiled and held her hand as she stood up groggily.

“I’m gonna take a shower, freshen up. You’ll give me a good hour?” she looked at me and bit her lip.

“We have all night and tomorrow, whatever you wish,” I hugged her and kissed her cheek.
“I’ll see you then,” she grabbed her bag and descended up the stairs.

I parked the car and decided to catch an hour nap and rolled down the windows to enjoy the air. It was so quiet, so peaceful. I had not one worry on my mind. It was all left behind me. My schedule, my agenda, my time was mine!

I was asleep a good 45 minutes and my phone rung so loud it sounded like a fire alarm. I sat up so fast I hit my head on the roof. “Wanker motherfcuker,” I cussed and found the demon that awoke me.

“Hullo,” I said sleepily.

“I’m so glad chyou remember your friggin phone you mop head,” Marlene’s shrill voice extended out of the phone and into my head and transformed into a blast resembling a bullhorn.

“Oh, Marlene, how I love you,” I smiled and replied as sweetly as I could muster.

“Oh shut up, you punk, where are you?”

“In love,” I replied and smiled to myself.

“Ayo, papi?” she questioned me.

“I truly am, I told her. We both said it, Marlene, I love Kristen,” I smiled and remembered Kristen wanted me to come up to the room.

“I am so happy for chyou, Robbie!” she exclaimed, “Tell your mother, she’s been trying to call you,”

“I will, love you Marlene,” I smiled and waited for her to say something.

“Love you too, Robbie,” she seemed happy to me. "Remember, Monday you have to be back by 2 pm. Don't make me have to find chyou," she warned and hung up.



I quickly made my way out of the car and up to the porch, and made my way up the stairs. I nodded to the staring lobby assistant and quickly made it up the stairs. I unlocked the door and the smell of vanilla and lavender threw me back. I saw a note on the bed.

“Let’s play hide and seek, you hide in the shower and I’ll find you when you’re out,” I read it aloud smiling.

I entered the bathroom and undressed after I turned on the faucet. I grabbed some little bottles of shampoo and body wash, and grabbed my towel and threw it on the rail. The water was amazing. I thought to myself today was the most meaningful time I’ve ever spent with a woman. I got lost in the water.

I came out of the shower and brushed off the excess droplets of water off my chest and abdomen. I sprayed on some ckBE and put on deodorant. I then ran the towel through my hair and stood naked in front of the counter. I listened for a minute - assuming she went downstairs or outside so before wrapping a towel around my waist and then I slowly opened the door and my jaw hit the floor and my blood rushed south to my member who flew up at attention.

“You took a long time in there,” she laughed as her eyes closed, my eyes couldn't’t tear themselves away from her bare thighs and my flannel shirt which she wore unbuttoned.

“I just, um,” I was stumbling for words and her wet hair cascading down her shoulders and back, made an arrow straight to her body made my mind turn blank.

“Rob, today was, gosh, it was amazing and I have never had anyone ever do something like that for me,” her words were quiet and she looked to me with her mouth slightly open at the end.

I stepped closer to the bed and our eyes locked together like a magnet and piece of steel. “You deserve it, Kristen. That was my way of telling you and showing you that you’ve changed me, I’m not just a drunk with a cigarette anymore. You don’t even know that every movement you make brings my body to a halt, every sigh you take and every gasp - you make my body scream for you,”

“I want to do things on your time, I want you to be ready, and trust me, when you say go, I’m not going to be able to stop,”

She pulled the tattered flannel shirt from her shoulders, her nipples screamed right through the white tank she wore underneath. I bit my lip and tried not to attack her like a nymphomaniac, she sparked every goddamn live wire in my body into lust.

“Well I’m going to say something, and I want you to do exactly as I say, alright?” she directed me with stern eyes.

“I can try,” I breathed and took in her naked thighs and her white shorts as she moved to dangle her legs off the bed, she sat in front of me and I couldn't’t help but stare between her legs.

“Go,” she smiled at me and put her hands on her knees.

I practically jumped to the bed and she pulled me down gently by my ears, our kiss was deep - and I wasn't’t stopping this time - I couldn't’t. I needed her more right now than a heroin addict needed his next fix. We basically tore the towel from my waist.

She was my fix and I crawled on top of
her and we lowered onto the satin comforter. I pulled back and kissed her jaw, her earlobe, her collarbone. My mind got lost in her vanilla scent and I let go of all my self control and focused on her soft and supple body.

I glanced down and the sight of my slim waist nestled between her legs and I gently massaged my hardness into her heated center.

We sat up and I pulled the tan top from her body and her small breast's released in front of me and I took one nipple into my mouth and the other in my hand.

Her gasp made my member twitch and I licked it gently and squeezed the opposite one. "Mm," she moaned and I continued my assault on her.

I moved my kisses further down, dipping my tongue in her navel and gently sucking her hip bone.

I reached her tiny shorts and I eyed her looking at me and I rubbed her knees and massaged her thighs as I laid kisses between her legs. "Can I taste you?" I asked shallow and barely audible.

She nodded her head.

I ran my fingers up her thighs and under those tiny shorts and ever so slowly pulled them off. Her sex was exposed to me and my eyes hooded over, I was about to do what I dreamed of doing so many nights for so long. I placed wet kisses all the way down to her ankles and squeezed her calves as I kissed and licked my up. I placed my hands at her knees when I reached them and spread her legs open slightly and gazed at her lying there naked in front of me. I leaned forward and laid one leg straight and placed one on my shoulder. I licked once fully and then began with small massages with my tongue on her clit, I had one hand on her thigh and the other massaging her navel and she writhed under me as I licked every inch of her. Her taste was so sweet it made my spine vibrate, the feel of her velvet under my tongue made me moan into her which made her pump her hips off the bed further onto my tongue.

She was moaning softly with a few whimpers here and there and I continued and lowered my mouth and plunged my tongue into her. Her back arched off the bed and her hands leashed into my hair as she gasped. I slowly licked back up to her clit and she writhed under me, I planted her hips down and she moaned and made my body burn. I brought my fingers up and massaged her center, I stopped. I wanted her to come with me. She pulled me to her lips and we kissed deeply.

My slim waist fit easily inside her small thighs, and her gasp of my member touching right above her center made her gasp. I lavished her neck with kisses and rubbed myself into her moist heat.

"Oh, god," she bucked her hips to my my pace.

I smiled and caught her in a kiss and she moaned into my mouth and I had to hold back from plunging inside her. I kissed her collar bone and pulled a leg over my hip, I continued to grind our bodies together.

"Mm," she moaned and her hands went to my shoulders. "You feel so good," she said into my ear and her breath warmly caressed it.

"I've wanted this so long, Kris. I 've wanted to be with you since our first kiss," I kissed her mouth and she pulled me in deeper and kissed me hungrily. My blood was boiling and my head was spinning, every fantasy I'd had of her was coming to life and she felt like fcuking heaven.

"Rob, I need you, right now," she kissed my chin and licked my lips. She flipped us over and placed warm kisses to my chest, licking my nipples and running her hand over my hard length. She looked down and her eyes went wide, "It's kinda, big," she looked scared.

I sat up and pulled her onto my lap, "On your time, nothing you don't want to do," I consoled her with my eyes and she pulled me in for another kiss.

"Now, please," her eyes burned mine as I rolled her over onto her back softly.

I kissed her softly and reached in the nightstand beside the bed. I rolled down the trojan and explored her body a little more by bringing a nipple in my mouth and flicking it with my tongue and running my fingers over her clit as she wrapped an arm around my neck. "Rob, please," she whispered and I couldn't deny her.

"It might hurt a little, baby. But I promise, not for long, ok" I kissed her mouth gently as she nodded.

"I don't care, I need you right now," she breathed onto my neck and my body shuddered from the tingle that spread across my skin.

I put an arm under her neck and one beside her. I placed myself right at her entrance and my eyes automatically closed but I forced them back open. "Are you ready?" I asked her in a whisper and she nodded. I kissed her again and she brought one hand around my shoulder and massaged my cheek with the other. She lightly kissed my shoulder and nibbled gently.
I pulled back and our eyes connected and slowly I entered her, she sucked in a breath and winced and I stopped immediately. Her face held the pain and her eyes were closed and I leaned in and kissed her eye lids, her nose and I finally concentrated on her neck.

I pulled my eyes back, "Kris, will you look at me", I questioned and she turned her face to mine and opened her eyes. "Just look in my eyes, I love you," I kissed her and she smiled. Our eyes stayed focused on each other and with one tiny thrust I took what made her innocent away and her eyes moistened as she winced, and I leaned forward and kissed her mouth, running my tongue over her lips. She gave me her body and soul, and my body tingled from the feeling of her body and being deep inside her.

"It hurts a little," she moved her hands to my arms and squeezed as her eyes shut.

"This feels so good, Kris. Better than I ever imagined it would ever be," ran my tongue over her neck and jaw. I looked back to her face and her expression was more eased.

"Hm," she said quietly and a small moan left her mouth.

I moved my hips softly and slowly.

She moaned louder and I began thrusting more fully, and her face exuded all pleasure. Her body underneath mine was so soft and I nestled myself deep down into her with each movement.

"Mm, it feels so good," she looked into my eyes and a spark ignited and I went faster and she raked her nails in my back. "Oh," she gasped and moved her hips with mine ever so slightly.

I braced my hands beside her and delved inside her harder as I kissed and licked her ear.

"Oh , god," she gasped and began moving her hips with mine completely, "Don't stop," she begged.

My body became more tense and I pulled back and pushed deeper into her and fastened my rhythm, her moans making me tense and work hard over her sounds. "Mm, Kristen, you feel so goddamn good,"

I rolled over and pulled her onto my lap as I backed and leaned against the head board. I stared at her face and put my hands on her waist and lifted her, I found her entrance and slowly sat her on my member.

"Owoh," she began to wince but instead I lifted her and slowly brought her down again. "Ohh," her face changed to pleasure and her eyes closed. I held her waist and continued to move her gently up and down and she gasped louder each time I brought her down. "Oh god," she gasped and I watched her with hooded eyes as she firmly pulled my hair and my ears.

"You're so beautiful," I groaned into her collarbone as I suckled on one of her breasts. She began moving on her own and I rubbed her back and cupped her bottom with my hands and watched her face intently.

"It's amazing," she stared in my eyes and rubbed my chest and neck while moving softly.

"Don't ever stop, please," she moaned, I smiled to her and she sealed our mouths together in a heated kiss and bucked her hips.

"Mm, I feel, I feel," she was beginning as I grabbed her bottom and moved her onto her back €as she began to tighten and I thrusted with no apprehensions. "I love you, Rob," she gasped.

I quickened my pace and her brow clenched together, making me go faster into her. I felt my release near and my mouth watered and my body tensed as I felt my pleasure boiling over.

"Oh, gah, Rob," she moaned as she fisted my hair in her hands and I felt her tighten around me and I watched her face transform into complete pleasure and I released everything from my body. Watching her come made me pour every ounce of what I had to off into her. Her lips pursed and her mouth opened and I licked her tongue and she arched her back. She trembled underneath me and pulled everything out of me, I shuddered and kissed her as we convulsed.

I held the trojan on and pulled out and headed to the bathroom. I disposed of it and wiped with a tissue and returned to the bed where she lay sprawled out on the mattress. My member twitched. I crawled into the bed and pulled the covers back and onto us.

I pulled her to me and just stared at her face, so beautiful, she was every part of me now and I was part of her soul.

We laid facing each other, our eyes heavy and hooded like from our high's.

"This was perfect," she put her hand on my chin, I'm glad I waited for you,"

My eyes felt wet and I pulled her so close to me I lifted her leg over my hip to get as close as possible to her. "You were perfect. . . "

We smiled and tried to stay awake but sleep overcame our bodies.