Chapter 10

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APOV:

I tossed yet another clear plastic cup into the trash bag I was holding. Fuck, apparently being Bella’s best friend meant I was also her bitch during her wedding. I am so going to pay her back. Bitch is going to be my slave during my wedding, I thought as I dumped a few more glasses into the black plastic bag.

I looked over and was torn between being thankful that I wasn’t doing this on my own and hating the fact that I wasn’t. He was still here. His suit jacket and vest was sitting casually across a chair while his tie hung loosely around his neck, his hair was disheveled and fuck, he looked hotter than hell. I shook my head at myself, fuck Alice, you’re engaged, stop looking at your ex like you haven’t been laid in five years.

But I haven’t been laid in five years, I thought miserably.

That’ll change when you and Garrett get married.

Wow, I’m certifiable, fucking thoughts are trying to comfort me now. And it’s not like we haven’t done anything, it was just the one time we did, he accidentally palmed what used to be the small pudge I had leftover from being pregnant and it made me feel really self conscious, and completely killed the mood.

Since then, Garrett has actively tried to show me how beautiful I was and we’ve done intimate things together, but never quite went all the way …yet. I sighed heavily and looked back up to see Jasper was closer to me now, his own trash bag in hand as he cleaned things up. He looked like he was concentrating, his lips pursed and his body flexing with each of his careful movements.

I had been intimate with Jasper in ways I knew I would never be with Garrett. Jasper was my first love, my first… well, my first everything, so of course I did those kinds of things with him. In truth he probably knows my body better than I do, even now.

I chuckled out-loud as I thought about him doing things under the guise of scientific research. Only then did Jasper look over at me, puzzled and definitely curious. I smiled at him, but continued to clean, dancing a little to the music and kicking my shoes off. Fuck it; if I have to clean this place up I might as well be comfortable.

I felt the cool cement under my feet and nearly moaned at the feeling, apparently almost twelve hours in heels was not doing my feet any justice. I pulled the pins out of my hair and stashed them in my purse, finger combing my hair before I began cleaning again, my body swaying to the beat to make time pass quicker.

I bent down and started to pick up stray pieces of trash around the tables, but abruptly stood and turned when I heard a rather husky groan from behind me. I raised an eyebrow as I looked at Jasper’s face; he looked as if he was battling something inside of him. “Um… sorry.” I said quickly.

“It's okay... I'm sorry,” he told me quietly.

I nodded, might as well be cordial right? God, this is harder than I ever imagined, “How's your girlfriend?”

He gave me a rather tight lipped smile. “Pissed at me but,” He shook his head. “You did a really good job with putting all this together for Bells and Ed. You sure you're not a party planner in your spare time?” he teased; I felt the color rise to my cheek again. Definitely not a party planner.

“It was nothing... this was actually the wedding I had planned for…” Us. I stopped myself for a second when I realized that, I couldn’t believe I actually almost admitted it to him, “Never mind.”

I think he knew anyway because he gave me a rather sad looking smile. “Yeah…”

Time to change the subject, ”So why is your girlfriend pissed at you?”

“There’s a long list... you sure you got the time?” He smirked at me.

“I always have time for you N.B.,” I admitted, he was after all still my first love and childhood best friend.

“Thanks Ali Cat,” he said rather shyly.

“I've known you practically my whole life; I can't let a few years stop me from being your friend.”

He nodded his head crisply, “I see your point.”

“I mean, if you still want to be friends that is.” I added.

“Of course I do.”

I smiled at him, “Okay then.”

He smiled back, “I guess the next question is, how do we do that?”

I laughed a little, “Yeah. I mean, you're planning on leaving and from what I hear from Rosie, trail- I mean your girlfriend really doesn't like me.” He shrugged in response as he bit back a laugh.

“Well Charlie was saying he wanted to talk to me before I left... And even still, my family is here so it's not like I'm gonna stay away again.”

So I was the reason he stayed away all these years. I tried my hardest not to cry, “I'm sorry you had to stay away,” My voice broke, giving me away.

“That had nothing to do with you, Alice,” he shook his head. “That's all on me, okay?”

I cupped my elbow and rubbed, “Yeah.” You know how someone says ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ and it’s utter bullshit? Yeah. I chewed my lip as I thought of something to say back.

“So... you and Garrett... you two look happy.” It seemed like more of a question than a statement.

I smiled at him, “We are... I mean we have our problems,” I shrugged, what couple doesn’t? “But we are.”

He nodded, “Good. If anyone deserves to be happy it’s you.”

I tilted my head, “How do you figure?”

“What do you mean? You're a great person Ali Cat. You deserve to be happy, to be loved. Hell, you deserve the fairy tale wedding more than Bella does, if you ask me.”

Yeah, whatever Jasper. I turned away and began cleaning again, “Fairy tales don't exist NB, happily ever after stops at that point so that you don't find about how the prince actually leaves on his horse and finds a better, prettier princess... ever wonder how come the prince always has the same name in the stories? It's because it's the same damn prince. Fucking bastard.”

“Not true. I seem to remember you bitching me out because I called Prince Eric from The Little Mermaid the stereotypical Disney Prince. Besides, what the hell makes you think she's prettier than yo-, than the Princess? He may have not ridden off to find something better; he could have been doing it to protect his loved ones,” he argued.

“The prince is perfect, and has nothing to protect anyone from. He left because he gets scared, and he wants something new. And if he wasn't, then how come he keeps finding princesses?”

Jasper scoffed, “The prince is far from perfect Alice. If he was as perfect as his friends and family seemed to have believed, he wouldn't have hurt the one person he cared most about. And why does it have to be princesses he's found? What if they were merely someone to take away the emptiness the prince is feeling?”

I looked at him exasperated, “The prince is an idiot then. I am sure the first princess would take him back.”

“Ah see now… there's a flaw in that logic. The princess has moved on to better things.”

“If he really loved her as much as he said he did wouldn't he at least try?” I argued.

“Until his dying breath…” he whispered, then turned back to clean some more.

“Then why hasn't he?” I asked, sighing before I did the same.

“Maybe because he doesn't want to hurt her again or see that look of disappointment in her eyes when he fucks up like he’s destined to do?”

“We're not talking about fairy tales anymore, are we N.B?” I asked, turning to him.

He laughed ruefully, “I don't think we ever were Ali Cat.”

I was suddenly embarrassed for having expressed my rather cynical views on men to him. “Sorry for putting you on the spot.”

He shook his head, “No, you deserve to have answers Alice. I understand.”

“Do you love your girlfriend N.B?” I asked timidly.

“No, definitely not,” he answered. I was almost relieved that it wasn’t just me he couldn’t love.

“But... from what Rosie says, she treats you like crap. Why do you let her treat you like that?” I wondered aloud.

He shrugged, “Because I deserve it maybe. But in all fairness, I'm not very nice to her either.”

That didn’t sound like the nerdy boy I knew, “How are you not very nice to her?”

He shook his head, “I'm just not good at the relationship stuff.”

“Yes you are,” I assured him, smiling. He returned the smile.

“I bet you know her birthday, what her favorite color is and what her favorite flower is.” I gave him a wry smile. “It's just who you are.”

He shook his head disagreeing with me. “I only knew that stuff ‘cause I was, what did Rose and Em call me? Oh yeah, ‘Stalker boy’ when it came to you.” He made quotation marks with his fingers.

I scoffed, shaking my head. “That's funny. I never listened to them, they were crazy.” I chuckled.

He snorted, “They still are.”

“What did they do this time?”

“Just the things they brought up at dinner the other night,” he shook his head while laughing.

“What did they bring up?” I pressed.

“The trampoline…”

I shook my head in disbelief, “You were all out of your mind.”

“Hence the reason I didn't touch drugs again,” he smirked at me. I was going to argue with him, because Viagra is a drug and he took that at one of the themed parties we attended, but decided not to.

“Did you really just do that to get me to talk to you?” I asked.

He nodded vigorously, “Yeah, and it worked, even if you did yell at me for it,” He gave me a little smile. “I still say it was worth it.”

I shook my head. “No, it wasn't.” Twenty four stitches and hand cast is never worth it.

He leaned against a table near me and crossed him arms. “Ah, but you see, it was. The goal was to get you to talk to me, as was the goal with the other times you found me in your room. Even though you hissed at me, called me an idiot and were far more pissed at me then before. I got you to not only talk to me, but touch me.” He smirked as if he had just won some sort of dispute with me. “So worth it, to a seventeen year old boy,” he explained.

I sighed a little, cleaning up once again and glancing at him over my shoulder. “Oh yeah, I forgot you had a thing for my body.” He mumbled something just as a familiar beat of a song came on, the treble and electronic beat making my body move of its own accord. “N.B., you wanna dance with me?” I asked, looking at him.

He smiled at me, “You know I'm a horrible dancer, you sure you want to risk it?” he raised an eyebrow at me.

“Or… I could just dance around you.” I offered, smirking at him as I moved closer, swaying my hips to the beat.

He laughed, “Hey I did a good job of not steppin' on your toe earlier didn't I?”

“Yeah. You did.”

“Come on,” he held out his hand, “let's dance.” I took his hand and took my position, my hand on his shoulder and his hand on my waist, I was really nervous.

“Just two friends dancing right?” he assured.

I took a deep, steadying breath in. “Yeah.”

“Since when are you nervous to dance?” he teased as he sashayed around.

I shrugged, “It's just you Jasper, I'm always nervous around you.” I gave a rather pathetic laugh.

“Well relax. You don't have to impress me, you know?”

“I know. It's just… I don't think most friends have the history we do.”

“Probably not. But since when are you gonna let that stop you?” he goaded. I simply shook my head and turned around in his arms, wrapping my arms up around his neck, staring out at the river and letting the music guide my hips as they wiggled to the pulse. Almost as if he was shy, he wrapped his arms around me and moved with me, alerting me to the protrusion of his pants.

“Gee Jasper…” I smirked as I looked up at him, “I see you still have a hard time keeping junior in check.”

“He knows what he likes,” he growled in a low voice.

“Does he now?” I asked in a teasing tone.

“Yes ma'am,” his voice sounded terribly strained.

“You want in my very expensive panties Jasper?” I purred.

“That's a loaded question Alice.”

“How so?” I asked, still swirling my hips.

“Because the honest answer will make me seem like a two timing ass, while the appropriate answer would be a very, very big lie.”

He wants me. He still fucking wants me, incredible. I laced my fingers in his hair and yanked him down so I could whisper in his ear, “You want to bend me over and handcuff me then fuck me like you used to, Jasper?”

He groaned audibly and pulled me closer to him, lightly grinding his erection into my ass. “That's just one of the many things I want to do Alice,” he whispered huskily.

“Tell me what you want to do to me…” I purred.

He panted heavily in my ear for a moment before he responded, “I want to kiss every inch of your skin... Taste you, make love to you and then fuck you senseless.” He growled the last part.

I nibbled his ear, making him moan and pull me even closer. “That sounds so good,” I purred. “Too bad we're both in relationships, huh?” I said as I pushed away from him.

He gaped for a moment as my words sank in before righting himself, “Right.”

I turned around and busied myself with cleaning again, trying to drive out the thoughts of Jasper bending me over one of the reception tables and fucking the hell out of me. “If it makes you feel better I wish you could.”

“Maybe this gets easier over time?” he offered after a few minutes.

“I hope so,” I responded, smiling.

“Me too.”

I couldn’t help myself, I had to ask. “Did your girlfriend really…” Uh fuck, maybe I can’t ask this. I felt the heat rise to my face, shit I was blushing again. “Never mind.”

“Did she really what?” he asked back in a rather demanding voice.

“Um... does she really try to be like me?” I whispered.

He laughed heartily. “Yeah... She got her hair cut and colored like you used to have it and everything.”

Whoa, creepiness. “Um… should I be expecting her to come kill me sometime soon?”

“No Alice…” He sounded frustrated. “That was her sick and twisted idea, hoping that I might fall in love with her or something.” He explained.

I scoffed at that, “Yeah, seriously twisted, because she really doesn't want to be me.”

“She could never be you Alice…” his voice was gentle, almost loving.

“No, I mean, I don't even want to be me half the time.” I could hear my voice begin to rise.

“What? Why? From what I heard despite the shit I put you through, you still managed to graduate early from UCLA Magna Cum Laude, and you're the highest in demand in your field... or is that just Edward playing proud big brother and lying to me the last five years?”

I turned to look at him. “No that is all true, I just... went through a lot while you were gone Jasper,” he turned away from me and began cleaning again. I rolled my eyes, of course he doesn’t want to hear it. Then turned and began cleaning again. More dirty paper plates, used napkins and spent plastic cups.

“I'm sorry I put you through hell... had I know that would be the outcome of everything…” he said after a few minutes.

“What would you have done Jasper?”

“Gone about things differently.” I rolled my eyes and sighed. Yeah, I am sure he would have. “What Alice?” he asked, haughtily.

“Like that would've helped Jasper.” I could hear the venom in my voice.

“Well it depends on what you mean Alice.”

I could feel the tears start to well. I was angry and becoming furious that I was crying because I was angry. “I didn't want to trap you Jasper; I knew exactly what you would do, but I wanted you to want me, I wanted you to want to come back. I didn't want you to come back out of guilt or because it was something you felt like you owed me.”

“See that's what I mean Alice! I wouldn't have left period. I left ‘cause I was scared out my mind that I was going to hurt you. Make things harder for you. But look at that, I made things worse by leaving. I wanted you. I always wanted you!” He yelled. I didn’t want to respond, everything in me told me to hit him, oh dear lord did I want to hit him, but I wouldn’t let him do that to me. He would not drop me to that level he would not… why the fuck am I cleaning? I did everything for this wedding. He can fucking clean it.

“You know what? Ugh!” I screamed as I stormed away, slamming the door of the church as I went through the building.

I don’t know why I am so upset, I should have expected it. The thing about us, and I’ll never understand why, but we fight as much as we used to fuck. Hell, we even fought while we fucked.

*~*~*~*February 14th 2005*~*~*~*

Oh God, I love kissing Jasper.

I tried as hard as I could to push to the back of my mind the fact that he was recording an intimate act between us.

Come on Alice, this is fun, everyone has a sex tape, and you wanted a permanent reminder of how you looked when your boobs still defied gravity, remember?

I felt his hips jerk against mine a little harder as a grunt escaped his lips and was captured by my mouth. My eyes rolled with pleasure as he began moving at a different angle and I broke our kiss to moan out a quiet, “Oh fuck yeah, that feels good.”

He moved us so that my ass was on the bottom of the bed and he was standing on the floor, holding one of my hips with one hand as he continued gentle thrusts into me while filming us. “Gah, Ali cat, you feel so good,” he groaned, he sped up his thrusts, the camera aimed down at where we were connected.

I watched as he let go of my hip and opened up the little screen to watch himself fuck me. “You’re so beautiful A.C.”

I hate it when he compliments my genitalia; I rolled my eyes, “I’m glad my pussy is so pretty in your opinion.”

“I wasn't talking about your pussy just then Alice,” He raised his head to look at my eyes, his freshly washed hair falling in his face a little.

“Well that's all you were looking at,” I argued as he continued thrusting and he rolled his eyes at me. “Why are you rolling your eyes Jasper?”

“Can't you just enjoy this?” he snapped, moving his hands and the camera so that he could raise my hips and push hard into me.

I moaned in spite of myself, that shit felt good. “I am enjoying this; I wish you liked me for more than just a nice place to stick it in.” I snapped back when I regained my thoughts, he stopped moving and gaped at me. Fuck, okay that was a little harsh. “Maybe we should stop.”

That seemed to bring him out of his thoughts. “You're more than that to me Ali Cat.” He leaned back down and kissed me passionately, his tongue stroking mine and his lips hard and determined, making me forget about anything I was mad about, I pushed my hips against him and he pulled away, pulling out of me and leaving me naked and wanting on the bed. “I love you.”

“I love you too…” I tilted my head at his rather glum expression as he looked down and messed with the camera a little. Damn it, I am such a bitch. I rolled over onto my stomach; I knew nerdy boy liked it this way and shook my ass at him, “Come on nerdy boy.” I purred.

“That's my girl,” he said, his voice thick with lust as he smacked my right cheek softly. I bit my lip and moaned as he continued to playfully spank me while reentering me.

Chapter 9

Disclaimer: All copyrights, trademarked items, or recognizable characters, plots, etc. mentioned herein belong to their respective owners. No copying or reproduction of this work is permitted without their express written authorization.

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JPOV:

After all the pictures, the receiving line and other formalities, everyone wandered off in various directions. I watched as Alice went to him. She looked so happy and downright beautiful, it made me feel sick.

Jealously makes you do silly things. That’s why I wandered over to the bar and ordered a black barrel on the rocks. I don’t typically do scotch but I needed to suppress the urge to inflict pain on Alice’s date.

I sat at the bar and watched as Bella and Edward made their rounds to their guests, laughing with and hugging people. I was genuinely happy for them, don’t get me wrong. In fact, the love and happiness that they had for one another just seemed to permeate the air, infecting everyone around them. Me included, at least until I looked in Alice’s direction.

I knew they would be starting the traditional dances as well as a surprise dance for the females of the bridal party shortly, but I was content to sit here and nurse my drink. I wasn’t afraid to dance with Alice, not in the slightest. In fact I was anxious to show her that I was more confident in my waltz skills then I was the last time we danced.

The thing that was scaring the shit out of me about dancing was Emmett’s hair brain schemed to make Bella laugh, shut his wife up and impress Alice. I still couldn’t believe Edward agreed to Emmett’s dumb idea but he did. Now, I just had to do my best not to screw up the moves.

I saw Emmett wave me over, signaling that Bella and Edward were getting ready for their first dance as the new Mr. and Mrs. Cullen. I walked over to him and Rose and was immediately pulled into a hug.

“Scotch huh?” Rose said, taking a whiff of my drink. “Alice scare you that much?” she teased.

“No just the crap Emmett is going to make me do, now that scares me.” I lamented. Rose raised an eyebrow and I just shook my head at her as I took a sip from the glass. The DJ did his speech and I watched as Edward escorted Bella to the dance floor that was put out for the reception. I had to give Alice credit for turning the meadow where Edward proposed into something out of a fairytale. The twinkling lights and candles gave the intimate party of thirty a romantic feel.

The mini orchestra started playing a song I recognized as Bella’s song. Edward, in one of his more head-over-heels-in-love moods, spent all day at his piano writing a song just for his love. Each of us guys had our own hobbies that we used to impress our girls. Edward’s was music and the song they were dancing to was proof of that. Emmett was excellent at working with wood and made Rose a very ornate jewelry box, which from what I’m told held her engagement ring. While I did photography, not as exciting as composing musical pieces or creating precious keepsakes, but at the time, documenting every second Alice and I were together seemed to be enough for her.

The final chords of the song came to an end, Edward taking advantage of it and dipping his bride before giving her a kiss. Rose and I both did a loud whistle as Emmett groaned. I had to laugh that even now, he still didn’t appreciate seeing his baby sister being physical with Edward.

The DJ called us out to the floor and instructed the girls to have a seat. Emmett and I joined Edward and stood waiting for the music to start.

“Don’t forget the hat trick!” Emmett hissed as he handed us our fedoras. I glared at him. I can’t believe he was worried about some dance hat trick when I was feeling like I was going to puke.

I looked back at the girls, who were now sitting two feet in front of us. Bella tilted her head at Edward, not sure what he was about to do while Rose laughed.

“Dude! You told Rose?!” I hissed at Emmett around Edward’s back. Emmett just shrugged.

“Focus Jazz!” Edward hissed. Ha! He was nervous too. I looked over at Alice who crossed her leg over her knee and raised an eyebrow. I can do this, I repeated in my head as I put the fedora on. I couldn’t help but smirk and wink at Alice when she bit into her bottom lip, blushing at my action.

The DJ made the announcement that the groom and his boys had a surprise for their special ladies, and it was the first time in five years I found myself blushing like I was in high school again. He started the song track and I tried my best to focus on what the choreographer Robyn had showed us, all the while keeping my eyes locked on Alice and praying I didn’t fuck up or look as nervous as I felt.

I could see that Rose was getting a kick out of watching Emmett move gracefully, something he apparently didn’t do at his own wedding, and saw Bella and Alice clapping along to the beat. But I knew Alice’s eyes were trained on my face.

Halfway through the song, with a flick of our wrists, our hats rolled down our arm to our hand then we fluidly placed them back onto our heads. By this time, everyone was clapping along and cheering as my confidence boosted.

But then it came to the part that freaked me out the most. The slide. Robyn had worked so hard to get us to slide with enough momentum that we would make our marks and not run into the girls, and when the time hit, the three of us slid onto our knees, coming to a complete stop mere inches from the girls.

People applauded as we pulled ourselves up. Edward gave us both a hug and laughed that we were able to pull it off before he walked off the dance floor with Bella. Emmett gave me a slap on the back, teasing me about how much of a girl I had been about having to do it.

“Well, I unlike you and Ed, only had five days to get that down.” I shot back laughing. Alice eyed me skeptically but didn’t say anything. When Rose asked her what she thought she smirked at me before laughing with Rose.

I guess that’s a good thing.

I started to head back to where the bridal party was supposed to sit, leaving the tux coat at my chair when the DJ announced that the wedding party was going to do their dance with the bride and groom. Sure I knew this was coming, but it didn’t make it any easier.

I met Alice in the center of the dance floor, where the rest were waiting, ready to start dancing. She gave me a tight smile before slipping her hand into mine and placing her other one on my shoulder. The band started playing a song that was very familiar to both Alice and I. It was played slower then I remembered but the memories linked to the song were still just as strong as I remembered.

This was awkward. She was looking down, while I tried to look anywhere but at her. Yet the electricity that always flowed between us was stronger than ever.

I wanted to talk to her, ask her how she’s been. Ask her about Ryan, so many different things but it was like my jaw was frozen shut. So instead I held her and danced, wishing that I could take back the last five years. Maybe if I did, this would be our wedding that we were dancing at.

Just before the song ended I spun her around like I used to do when we were younger, and was rewarded with a beautiful smile and her musical laugh. It pulled at my heart but made me feel that much better.

But as with all good things, that moment came to an end with the final notes of the song. Alice said a quick ‘thank you’, before going back to her date. I, in turn, went to my seat and quickly finished off the remainder of my drink.

I took my empty glass to the bar to get a refill and decided to stay there. My presence wasn’t required any longer. I watched as everyone took pictures together, laughed and danced. Never before had I felt more like the outcast as I did at this moment. Maybe it was the scotch that was making me feel this way, but either way, I was glad that I would be going back to Tennessee soon.

The scotch wasn't working fast enough, unfortunately, and rather than being the bigger man about things and walk away, I forced myself to watch as Alice danced with him. I watched as she laughed and smiled, holding him tight and looked happy.

I wanted her to be happy, but I wanted it to be with me.

*~*~*~**~*~*~*~January 20th, 2002*~*~*~*~*

The door closed with a soft click, but I didn’t let go of the knob. I pressed my forehead to the door as the warm tears that I was trying to fight back fell.

“Fucking moron,” I muttered silently, trying my hardest not to go back in there and tell her she’s wrong. Felix isn’t the one she should be with, it’s me.

I heard her painful sob and I gripped the knob harder, my heart willing my body to move but my brain screaming at me not to.

You’re distancing yourself to save her, I tried to reason with myself. But you’re hurting her more Jasper, a voice that sounded like my mom, retorted.

Either way Alice is going to get hurt. At least this way I can protect her still.

“I’m sorry Alice,” I whispered as I wiped the tears from my face.

“Oh Jasper, there you are.” I heard Edward say from the stairs. I turned my head slightly to look at him. He stopped about a foot from me.

“The movie's ready, Em’s down in the basement…” He pinched the bridge of his nose. “You two still fighting?”

I pushed myself from the door and shrugged. “It’s not really a fight,” I gave him a tight lipped smile. “It doesn’t matter any how, it’s over.”

Edward raised his eyebrow at me in question and I shook my head.

“I can’t give her what she wants, so I have to give up right? Listen I know I was going to stay here, but I think it would be best if I went home.”

Edward nodded. I knew he knew what I was thinking. It was just to hard to be here when Alice is so mad at me. All I want to do is hold her and tell her that I loved her, but I couldn’t.

“Well, no problem. We’ll get ya on the way. Take it easy.” Edward said, slapping me on the back as we headed down stairs.

Before I left I asked him to tell his mom bye for me and he smiled and assured me he would.

At least Emmett was able to make me laugh some as he went on about how I was going to miss the movie made about us.

Where he got the idea that we were ever gonna rob a casino in Vegas is beyond me.

When I got home, Rose was sitting on the couch painting her toenails some bright pink color. I tried to sneak past her but I should have known better.

“Aw, did you and Eddie-pie have a fight?” she teased.

I rolled my eyes. “For the last time Rose, I’m not gay. Neither is Edward.”

“Right and Em and I are still virgins.” She smirked up at me.

“Rose, even if, and that is a very big fucking if; Edward and I were gay, you are still in fact not a virgin.” I spat as I turned to head to my room. I could hear her laugh and yell out ‘touché’ as I slammed my door closed.

I flopped into my bed face first and screamed. It was bad enough that I was hurting Alice, but fuck did she really have to choose Felix? Last I heard, Alec and Demitri wanted to date her too.

I’m not going to lie, I was jealous of the prick. He gets to be with her and not worry about fucking up any of his friendships. Unlike him, if I were to hurt Alice in any way; I would not only lose her, but Edward, Emmett and Rose too.

Honestly if it was just me and her, I’d be happy. Happy to just run away and be with her, love her the way she wants me to, love her the way she deserves. But I couldn’t even promise that I could do that.

So much had changed since October it was almost frightening. I went from seeing Alice as a friend, the little sister of Edward, who was way too beautiful for her own good; to the Alice that I had a crush on and was on my way to falling in love with her.

That is never a good thing. I’ve only loved my mom and dad, and; let’s face it, I couldn’t even protect them. So how would I be able to protect Alice from what ever is trying to harm her?

*~*~*~*~*~*~January 26th 2002~*~*~

Alice and Felix have been seeing each other for five days, two hours and twelve minutes. Not like I was counting or anything.

Right and Edwin Herbert Land didn’t invent polarized filters for the camera, I spat at myself in my head.

I thought giving her the space she wanted was enough that maybe she would decide to talk to me. But as it stood, now she didn’t even look at me half the time.

I remember standing on the other side of the hall as I watched her at her locker last Friday. Normally I leave paper cranes and that’s it, but that day I left nine Hershey's Kisses and a note telling her that I loved her too. I waited with baited breath as she opened the locker. I saw the small smile on her face but then he came over, kissing her and taking her attention way from the hidden meaning of the lockers contents.

I watched as she explained something to him, and felt oddly smug when the look of annoyance flashed over her face before he laughed and proceeded to eat her candy.

I wondered if she realized that the nine kisses were for the nine years she’d been in my life.

I thought for sure that the note would make her come up to me. At the very least tell me to go fuck off because I had my chance and blew it, but she never did.

And like I said they’ve been together for five days, two hours and twenty five minutes.

I could hear her laugh as I stared down at the light table in our photography class. It was the only class that I had with her. I looked up to see Felix smirk at me before he started to kiss her, and that kiss was enough that even Rose and Emmett would find it disgusting. I clenched my fists on the table as I watched his hands grab her ass as she pushed him away.

She started walking to our table, wearing the white jeans I bought her for Christmas; making me wish I bought her the Linkin Park shirt instead. She gave me a nod before sitting down at the farthest end of the table.

When the bell rang for the end of class, I used the opportunity to give her the photo album I had put together for her. It took me a while to complete, but I wasn’t sleeping anyway so I might as well do something productive.

She bent over to put her book in her bag, so I slid the booklet in front of her. I looked over at her briefly and had to fight to keep the smile from creeping across my face as the remnants of our night together still lingered on her neck. I licked my lip then bit it before rising to my feet, I would normally wait and see her reaction, but after her not saying anything for the last week and the overwhelming need to make the mark on her neck more pronounced, I decided it was best to leave.

I looked back behind me to see her staring at the book. I couldn’t read her face and I think that was the most agonizing part.

Five days, three hours and five minutes...

*~*~*~*~*~*~January 28th, 2002~*~*~

He'd gone too far this time. It was one thing to brag about your girl in the locker room, but to do it in front of her older bother and his two best friends, that was just suicide. He didn't think Edward would do anything about it. Figured Alice would have Edward wrapped around her finger.

She does, I won't deny that. When it came to us, she could commit murder and we’d still do anything to save her ass. But this was different, Edward had to protect his baby sister from Felix.

I remember we were just gonna scare him. Emmett would use his size to intimidate him, Edward would give him a few death glares and spit warnings at him and that was all really.

Neither of us had counted on what he was going to say to me.

I don't remember much, I only remember him pushing past Edward and Emmett to get to me. "What's the matter, Whitlock? You too much of a pussy to get what you want?" he taunted me. "Too bad the tightest one in school is mine now and she's feels fantastic. "

That's when I swung at him and things went black. When I came to my senses Alice was standing near Rose, a look of terror on her face. Emmett had me pinned to the wall by my throat and his other hand was on Edward's arm. I had almost forgotten that Felix was the person we were supposed to scare.

What the fuck happened? I wondered as my eyes locked onto Alice's.

I'm sorry Ali...

Chapter 8

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APOV:

Charlotte was a Godsend. Truly, she was. She got Rosalie’s and my gown, plus the alterations to Bella’s dress done on time. Jonathan, despite my doubts, showed up early to do our hair and made each of us look beautiful. Bella, however, looked radiant. I could tell she was nervous about the wedding, about how she looked, about… well, everything. So I did my best to calm her down while the guys took care of getting everyone seated and doing all the menial tasks.

I still hadn’t really seen Jasper since the first day, and really… I don’t think I wanted to. Especially not after accepting my proposal from Garrett, getting rip-roaring drunk with Bella and spilling the beans about Jasper’s and my sordid history. She couldn’t believe all the little kinks Jasper had, agreeing with me that it was always the quiet ones. I felt a little guilty about telling her, but I knew she’d never tell a soul and honestly, it felt great to finally tell someone.

Now, disturbed by this knowledge, I would say something and Bella would instantly look at me and giggle like mad. That was until we played one of Rosalie’s games of truth or dare at the bachelorette party last night. Now it was me and Rosalie who got to look at Bella and snicker. Girl is way too truthful when she’s drunk.

We got ourselves situated and the wedding began- big shocker here- on time. Rosalie walked out first, gliding sweetly towards the pastor and her place. Then it was my turn; step, together, step, I thought as I walked with my eyes directed ahead.

Don’t look at him,I chanted repeatedly in my mind. Which worked great until Garrett caught my attention and I smiled at his beaming face. I knew he would think I was really beautiful all done up like this. Then when I turned my eyes back ahead of me, I saw him.

Oh my, Jasper, he looks really good.

Haircut, not too short, but short enough to deal with the crazy ass hippie hair he had going on, check, the slightest hint of scruff, check, a fucking pressed three-piece-suit, fucking check. I lifted my eyes back up his hard lean body dressed to the nines in black back to his beautiful steel colored eyes, only to see the expression on his face. He was looking at me, the left corner of his mouth turned up slightly and his eyes filled with adoration. I swallowed hard. Jesus Alice, get a hold of yourself. You’re engaged and Jasper didn’t want you, remember?

I steadied my nerves and turned my eyes back to my brother, who was smirking at me. I smirked a little back at him as I made my way up the two stairs to stand in front of Rosalie, turning to look back at Bella just as she entered.

I smiled at my best friend as Charlie walked her down the aisle, she looked anxious to get to my brother, a wide grin crossing her face. I glanced over at Garrett. He looked so handsome, and he was smiling just like everyone else had been. I saw him shift his eyes to me and grin, I, of course, grinned back.

Charlie gave his blessings on the union and then took his seat with Renee and Phil, Bella and Emmett’s step dad. They looked overjoyed, Renee hiding her grin behind a tissue. Those of us in the wedding party turned so that we were looking at the bride and groom and I locked eyes with Jasper, he looked stunned before I dropped my head slightly so I wouldn‘t meet his eyes again.

The ceremony continued on, I listened distractedly as my brother and my best friend said their vows. I was so happy for them I felt like I might burst, but then again, some little part of me ached too. I tried desperately not to let that part of me come out. It had to stay hidden. It was better for everyone if that part of me stayed hidden.

However, it was hard to hide as long as he continued to stare at me. I could feel his eyes, watching my every move. It was both flattering and uncomfortable. One side was elated Jasper's giving me his attention again, while the other side was worried about what Garrett would think.

I took deep breaths as I willed this torture to end, listening as they exchanged rings and after a long passage was read, kissed. I clapped happily for my brother and new sister-in-law, whistling as they kissed each other passionately.

They began the procession and I walked with my eyes downcast towards Jasper. He held out his arm for me and we walked together behind Edward and Bella towards the double doors as everyone around us stood and waited for us. I didn’t even look at Garrett as we passed him, afraid of the look that would be on his face.

I continued to walk with Jasper, feeling like it was the most natural thing in the world. As we exited the chapel, Jasper shifted himself to place his hand gently on my lower back with one hand and grab the swinging door with the other. “You look b-b-beautiful,” he stuttered out quietly as he did so.

I looked up at him finally, his grey eyes shining with… hope? I cocked my head to the side and studied him for a minute. “Thank you,” I whispered.

“No need to thank me Ali Cat, I'm just stating the facts.” He gave me a small smile.

I gave him a nod, “Well, thank you for stating them. Even if…” I stopped myself and shook my head of any questions I had for him, “never mind”

He leaned closer to me, a spicy citrus scent wafted gently in my direction. “Never let anyone tell you otherwise Alice.”

I looked deep into those grey eyes of his, “I’ve changed a lot Jasper.” He raised an eyebrow, but gave me no indication that he intended to speak further. I looked away from him, if he really thought I was so beautiful, he wouldn’t have left me.

“We all change, Alice. Some of us even change for the better. Just believe me when I say you're beautiful, okay?” he told me. I looked back up at him, to see him glaring at me, frozen in spot. You don’t want to start a fight here Alice.

“Sissy!” A whirl of brown, cream and white hugged me so hard; the force nearly knocked me on my ass.

She pulled back and I grinned at her enthusiasm. “You are a dork. Just so you know.”

She grinned right back, “Yes I am. Oh my God, I'm married!” She gave a small squeal of excitement.

“Congrats Bella,” Jasper nodded politely in my new sister-in-laws direction before heading over to where his friends were, a few feet away.

“Congrats Honey Bee!”

“Thanks Ali!” I smiled uneasily at Jasper’s back.

Bella tilted her head, “What did he do Alz?”

“He said I look beautiful and should never let anyone tell me differently.” I whispered.

She gave me a big hug before whispering in my ear, “Well he's right. You are.”

“If I'm so beautiful then why the fuck did he leave me?” I hissed, unable to hold it in any longer.

“I don't think it was your beauty that made him leave Alz! He was a messed up kid from what Ed and Em told me. And if you want answers you’ll have to take it up with him. He's really the only one who can tell you what he was thinking that day.”

I shook my head, embarrassed at my actions on my best friend’s wedding day. “No, I'm sorry Bells,” I sighed. “It's too late; we've both moved on, it won't do anything if I ask. It won't change anything.”

She raised an eyebrow at me, “Who are you and what have you done with my sister?”

“I'm a grown woman,” I smirked, “Sister.”

“Then act like, and in the words of Rose, ‘Man up and grow a pair.’” Bella told me firmly.

“Not. Talking. To. Him. About. It.”

Bella smirked. “We'll see,” she raised an eyebrow at me and I rolled my eyes in response.

My brother cleared his throat from a few feet away, “We need to take pictures?”

“It's called closure. I saw the way you to looked at each other. It's. Not. Over.” Bella whispered before turning her pearly whites on to me. “Yes, we do.”

“Oh trust me it is!” I hissed. Bella didn’t respond, instead she merely flipped me off. I scowled knowing that was Bella’s way of saying ‘shut the fuck up I’m right you’re wrong’, I stood to her left and tried my hardest to smile.

“Geez Alice, can you fake it any harder?” Emmett teased, Rosalie snorting at her husband’s comment.

“I never fake it Em, I leave that to my two best girls here,” I patted Bella and Rosalie‘s arms, making Bella look at me in shock and Rosalie laugh.

“Whore don't you give away my secrets.” Rosalie quipped, still laughing. I glanced over at Jasper who was looking at the ground smiling. Damn I did not mean to boost that man-whore’s ego.

“Okay I lied, we've all faked it.” I lied while laughing.

Rosalie quickly turned her eyes to Jasper, “Burn!”

“I never,” Bella stuttered towards Edward, blushing.

“Please...Bella, just because he's standing here doesn't make it true. I know you faked it with Edward at least once just like I did with Jasper.” Bella shook her head vigorously at Edward. Fucking liar, she totally spilled last night.

Jasper leaned towards me behind my brothers back. “Well I know it wasn't fake on your seventeenth birthday,” he said quietly.

“How do you know that?” I asked, he smirked at me before he lifted his hand and wiggled his fingers at me.

“Oh. My. God.” I heard Rosalie say behind me.

I felt my jaw slacken as I realized what he was talking about. “Jasper!” I hissed.

“Alice!” he hissed back playfully, in a rather girly sounding voice. I noticed that everyone around us seemed to be smirking at each other. What the fuck is going on?

“Man oh man... We haven't all been together since... When?” Emmett asked, his laugh booming off the surrounding mountains.

“Men in Tights!” Bella and Rosalie squealed, laughing quickly afterwards.

*~*~*~*February 14th 2004*~*~*~*

“Get your ass down here Alice!” I heard Rosalie’s voice call from downstairs. Today was my seventeenth birthday, and frankly, I didn’t really feel like celebrating.

Not that I was sick, or that I was unpopular, or anything along those lines. Just, four years ago I had my first kiss with Jasper, three years ago my first make-out with him, two years ago he took me to a concert and gave me my second hickey. Then last year, we didn’t kiss at all until we became friends with benefits about four months ago.

Yes, I was having sex with my best friend, who I was completely in love with, and all I ever felt like I would be to him is a nice pair of legs and tits. So today, instead of trying to hang out with him - which would most likely end up with me either on top of, under, or in some other position with him buried inside of me - I decided I was going to stay in bed.

“Don’t make us come up there!” Rosalie yelled once again. I sighed, giving up as I threw the blanket off my head and began trudging down the stairs, my blanket still in hand, til I reached the bottom of the stairs to glare at one of my best friends. “Ew, Alice, did you at least brush your teeth?”

I scowled at her, “Yes, I brushed my teeth.”

She grinned at me. “Good!” she exclaimed, grabbing my hand and dragging me down to the basement TV room. Once we were halfway down the stairs Rosalie let go of my hand and ran over to Emmett’s lap, sitting quickly and peppering his face with kisses.

Gag me.

I continued down the stairs noticing that everyone, save for one person, was sitting in couples. Angela and Ben were sitting together, leaning against the sectional sofa; Emmett and Rosalie were in one corner, making out, while my brother was leaning against Bella’s legs gently massaging her foot.

There were a few more couples around, but I didn’t really care, because the minute my eyes left Bella I saw him. Jasper, and he was looking at me, but he didn’t make any effort to move. I looked him over to see if there was anything evident that I could tease him about, but his Ghostbusters tee-shirt and jeans combo left nothing open. So instead I made my way over to him, stepping over people as I went and then plopped down on top of him, making him release an ‘oof,’ on impact.

“Oh yay, you brought a blanket.” He teased as he grabbed me and the blanket all in one arm.

“It's so I can sleep if I choose to.”

“Are you feeling okay?” he asked, looking worried and putting his wrist against my forehead.

“I'm fine N.B.,” I told him quietly.

He wrapped both his arms around me, under the blanket. “You‘re sure?”

I sighed happily; saddest thing in the world is that being in his arms feels so right, no matter what kind of mood I am in it always cheers me up. “Yeah, just thinking a lot.” I told him.

“Care to share?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

I shrugged, “It doesn't seem like my birthday should be a big deal…”

“Of course it is. We all celebrate the day you were brought into the world.” He placed a kiss on the top of my head, “I for one, am very grateful that you're here.”

“Only ‘cause of my tits and legs,” I mumbled.

“No Alice, not just for that. I care about you and you're my best friend. Those things are just perks?” he said in the form of a question, I didn’t nod or shake my head. Instead I studied his face, trying to see if he had any feelings he was hiding from me. No such luck. I decided to get a little more comfortable, moving myself around Jasper’s side and curling a leg and an arm around him while resting my head on his shoulder. “Happy birthday Ali Cat,” he pulled me closer.

“Thanks N.B.,” I whispered. “At least Rose hasn't thought of a way to get us locked up in a closet to make out or something.” I mused.

“No, but if you're feeling up to it I have a plan for us later.” I could hear the smile in his voice as I felt him adjust just as I looked up to see him prop his head up on his arm.

“What kinds of plans?”

“Just something special for my someone special,” he told me in a sing-song voice. AH! He thinks I’m his someone special. I buried my face in his chest to hide the grin that there was no way in hell I could hide. “Like I said if you want,” I felt his fingers slid up under the side of my shirt, grazing the skin of my ribcage with his fingertips.

“Yes. I mean... yeah, it's cool with me.” World’s biggest idiot, table of one.

The corner of his mouth turned up into a smile as he told me, “It’s a date then.” A date. A real fucking date with Jasper Whitlock. I did everything in my power not to squeal out-loud, but my entire body was shaking with excitement. Fuck yes, motherfucking fuck yes. I heard Jasper chuckle at my reaction bringing me back down a little. Jesus Alice, why can’t you act more mature?

Jasper and I continued to cuddle under my blanket, mainly because I was wearing a short and tank combo and was freezing my ass off and also because it gave Jasper some coverage as he touched me. His fingers running lightly across my thigh, my arm, my side. It seemed as though he couldn’t help but touch me, like stopping would be next to impossible.

The first movie Rosalie put in was Princess Bride, knowing it was among my favorites - mainly because Jasper likes to whisper all of Westley’s lines into my ear while the movie is playing. He continued his little tradition, whispering so lovingly into my ear, and even though I knew it wasn’t true, the things he was saying, it was nice to imagine him loving me.

After that Rosalie put in How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, which in the end we were all laughing at. Then came the horror flicks, not my personal fave, but I didn’t complain. Well, at least until they tried to play Gothica. Jasper hates that movie and I could feel him tense up next to me, so I used my veto power to override everyone wanting to watch it.

After that we watched Men in Tights; a classic amongst our group of friends, we all sat together, repeating the lines. Everyone except Jasper that is. I wondered for a minute what exactly he was doing until I felt his fingers slide between the elastic of my shorts and the skin of my ass. His hand continued its journey south and I thought he was just going to knead my ass until, “Oh.” I gasped, everyone looked over at me and I felt my face get extremely hot.

“Sorry I just told her about something I discovered in my bio lab,” he lied, very obviously trying not to laugh at my embarrassment. The explanation worked though because they went back to watching the movie. I reached over and pinched his nipple through his shirt, making him laugh and say, “Ow,” all at the same time.

“Warn me before you stick your finger in my twat.” I hissed quietly at him.

He began pulling his finger out, “Do you want me to stop?” he asked, thrusting it back deep inside of me. I buried my face into his neck to hide the moan.

“No.”

I felt a kiss on my ear. “Didn't think so.” he said pumping his finger in and out of me furiously as I pinched his nipple again, this time twisting and making him growl.

“Shut up N.B., you know you like it.” I told him; before I moved my mouth to his neck, sucking and biting down to help keep my own sounds quiet and virtually non-existent as he slowly teased my core, bringing me closer to the edge.

He continued pumping his fingers into me as he grabbed my hand and put it on his bulging crotch to make me rub up and down his length a few times then leaving my hand to make its own pace. I looked up at his face, he was biting his lip hard and his half-lidded eyes glazed over. He began matching my pace and inserted a second finger, making it really hard for me not to groan.

We continued our slow steady movements, trying not to catch the attention of the rest of the group, but to be honest doing this, and the fact we could get caught only made it that much hotter. I picked up speed which made him pump into me faster, I was biting my lip and pushing my hips back onto him, feeling the pleasure begin to cloud my judgment, my thoughts, and my mind. Until it exploded, making my body tense and stop, his fingers deep inside me as I flat-lined for a minute.

Holy fucking Christ I love orgasms. I opened my eyes and looked up to see Jasper smirking oh so seductively at me before pulling his hand away from my crotch and sucking on the fingers that were in me a few moments before.

He smirked at me as he said, “Surprise.”

I giggled, “Was that supposed to be my birthday present?” I asked in a hushed tone.

“One of several,” he informed me before kissing me quickly and quietly.

“N.B.…” I purred, curling up closer to his side. Half of me held out the misguided hope that Jasper would want me to be his girlfriend as he cuddled me back. After all we did act like a couple, so maybe this was a step in the right direction, maybe he would want more with me.

After the movie was finished Rosalie informed both my parents and I that I was spending the night with her and Bella since Charlie was going to be out of town and then they left. I looked at them oddly and then just shrugged. I loved spending time with them so it really didn’t make a difference to me. Once they were gone Jasper began talking to my parents, he was standing very straight and his arms were locked at the hands behind his back so I knew it was best not to interrupt what looked like an important conversation. Then he came back to me, “Esme and Carlisle say it’s okay for me to take you on a date.”

We went to his house first where he ran in to get a picnic basket, sleeping bags, cooler, and long rectangular, silver and pink wrapped box. He began driving once again, the direction we were going I knew we were headed towards the Kalaloch beach. A beach we didn’t go to often, but they had campgrounds and it was close enough to Forks that it wasn’t a big deal to go there but far enough away that we didn’t have to worry about people showing up.

Once we got to a campground he began setting things up, while I sat on the hitch of the SUV, curled up in one of the thermal blankets he kept in the back watching him. He set up a fire, and poured soup into a pot to heat over it, then he used the lid of the cast iron pot as a griddle and made grilled cheese sandwiches.

I don’t know what I am so amazed about, he was a boy scout after all.

Once he was finished he grabbed the cooler, the picnic basket, and my hand and led me over by the fire, serving me dinner first then serving himself. We spent the whole time smiling occasionally at each other as we ate. I was bouncing a little in happiness; any guy can take you out to a dinner and a movie as a first date. Jasper made me dinner and took me to the beach.

Once we were finished eating, Jasper cleaned up the plates and everything and returned them to their place in a hidden compartment in his SUV. Then he cleared his throat and opened the cooler, handing me a glass bottle with red liquid inside. “Strawberry daiquiri… trying to get me drunk N.B.?” I asked as I took a sip off of my drink.

He gave me a wry smile, “Maybe.”

“You don't have to get me drunk to get laid you know,” I teased, nudging him and smiling.

“I know, but seeing as it's your seventeenth birthday,” he shrugged. “I figured you'd like a daiquiri.”

I snickered, “Thanks N.B.”

“You're welcome,” he stated. I didn’t know what else to say so I just chewed my lip and took another pull off my drink. Focusing on the ocean as the sun went down beyond the horizon until I heard him clear his throat. “So I've been thinking... you know about us, and I was wondering if you wanted to be my girlfriend?” I looked over at him shocked to see he was chewing his lip rather nervously.

“Say that again?” I whispered, afraid I’d imagined what he had said.

He looked over at me rather nervously. “Do you want to be my girlfriend?”

“Is that why you were trying to get me drunk?”

He laughed nervously. “Yeah, ‘cause I mean I know I'm not the best looking guy or whatever but... Yeah.”

Did he actually think that? Looking back on it and all his actions the past few months while we were messing around it certainly seemed that way. I scooted closer to him, “I think you're the best looking guy I've ever seen.” I placed a gentle kiss on the corner of his mouth. “Are you sure you want little ol' me to be your girlfriend?” I asked, biting my lip in anticipation.

“The best things come in little packages Ali Cat,” he informed me giving me a shy smile.

“I've always wanted to be your girl, Jasper.” I whispered, afraid that my voice would give me away.

“Really? You always wanted the nerd huh?”

I shook my head; I couldn’t believe how low he thought of himself. Jasper was sexier than fuck and smart as hell. “I've always wanted you.” I told him. He must’ve liked my logic because he quickly moved closer to me and pressed his lips urgently to mine, a quick and desperate peck that left me wanting more. “So... I'm your girlfriend... as in…”

“As in... date nights... flowers, cheesy love notes…” he smirked as I grinned so hard I could swear my face was going to break. “And other things.” Fuck yes. I grinned even harder and kissed him hard. “So is that a yes?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

“Yes,” I nodded.

“Okay then…” He grabbed my hand and laced his fingers with mine before gently tugging me closer to him and kissing me, letting his tongue slip between my parted lips and playing with mine.

We continued to kiss like that for a few minutes, neither of us really moving to make the kiss hotter or pulling away to make it tamer. “Jasper?” I mumbled against his lips, making him pull away slightly.

“Yes, Alice?”

“Can I say something without you freaking out... 'cause it's a really cold night to be left here all alone.” He raised an eyebrow but didn’t open his mouth to say anything, instead he just nodded. “I love you.” I mumbled.

“We'll see if you still feel that way in a week,” he teased, smiling gently down at me.

I raised an eyebrow at him, “What?”

He shrugged, “I might be bad at this whole boyfriend thing…” he pulled me into his lap.

“N.B.... you sure you wanna be my boyfriend?” I asked, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He tilted his head to look up at me, “Why do you doubt that I do?”

“'Cause... I mean…” I let out a heavy sigh, “You have college girls and they're prettier, more mature, more... everything.” I shrugged. “And I'm just Alice.”

“I think you're more than they will ever be Ali Cat.” I looked down at the small space between us and shrugged, I wish. He lifted my chin to look into my eyes before I could wallow too much. “I want you Alice. Please don't doubt that.”

“I want you too…” I whispered.

“You sure?” He looked at me speculatively.

“How can you doubt it?”

“You seem hesitant, almost… scared?” His eyebrows furrowed.

“You never wanted me before Jasper... I just don't want to get hurt,” I explained, putting my heart out there a little more.

“I have... I just…” He shrugged, like it was supposed to answer all the questions of the universe.

I chewed my lip, should I demand that he explain? “Can I have my presents now?” I asked instead.

He nodded, “You may have one now.”

“Which one?”

“The box I know you were eyeballin' the whole way here,” he said in a steady voice. Yes! I squealed a little and clapped my hands excitedly; Jasper always gets me what I want. He smiled at me. “Are you gonna let me up to get it?” he asked, making me wiggled quickly off his lap so he could. He laughed as he got up and ran to the SUV, getting the present from the back seat, then coming back and handing it to me, settling down in the sand so he was next to me again. “I hope you like it,” he said. I carefully unwrapped it and pulled up the lid of the box, revealing a pretty pale blue sweater with butterflies embroidered on it, it was the sweater I wanted last week at the mall. I hugged it and kissed his cheek, making him smile. “I know you said you wanted it,” he said.

“Thank you N.B.. You're so good to me.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere Ali Cat,” he mused, smirking at me and making me giggle.

“When do I get my next gift?” I asked, knowing already what that gift was going to be, and as slutty as it sounds I was excited for it.

“Depends... You ready for bed?” he asked, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

I shook my head to say no then said, “Yes.” Just to tease him a little.

He grabbed my hoodie and pulled me back onto his lap. “Or we can wait a little and watch the stars…”

“We can't do both?” I asked, wrapping my arms around his neck once again.

“Yes we can,” he smirked.

I grinned back at him, “I want that then.”

He peppered my lips with kisses, saying, ‘as you wish’, in between each one. Then he did something he had never done with me before, he gently ran his lips against mine, a caress with his lips. I felt the love, urgent and unbridled, but still calm and patient, like he could kiss me like that forever.

I heard the sound of the zipper, then felt the cool air nip at my arms as he took my hoodie off before pulling me flush with his body and probed deeper into my mouth. I used my hands to unzip and push off his hoodie.

He pulled away, “Hold that thought,” he told me before he pushed me off his lap and ran over and fixed up the sleeping bag, which looked like two that were zipped together, and unzipped one side. He came back over to me and after taking my hand walked me back. We sat in the center of the folded back sleeping bag and continued kissing and stripping each other of our clothing.

That was the first time we made love.

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remember to check the time line for the story!

Chapter 7

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K: Quick note from me. I know I said to keep an eye out for the time line, and I promise it'll be up soon. Fricken finals this week again… *dies*

Robs: I'm amazed about all y'allz feelings about this fic! We promise all will be revealed in due time... and Jasper will redeem himself... soon ;)

As always thanks to Amber the Amazing for her betawork.

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JPOV:

I pulled my bike into the driveway at Rose and Emmett's place. They had a nice house on the outskirts of Seattle. Not too big, but not too small for their growing family. One look at the driveway told me I was in for more than just the three of us hanging out.

I took my helmet off and ran my hand through my hair. It was nice to take my bike out for a spin again. I missed the feeling of freedom and speed on the open road I get when I ride. I was also very thankful Rose kept it hidden in the garage at Greg and Brianna's for me.

I knocked once on the door and when it opened, I was greeted by Edward's smiling face; he already looked a little wasted.

"You better slow down buddy, I think Bella would kill me if you were completely trashed tomorrow." I teased.

"I ain't drunk man!" he said joyfully as he clapped me on the shoulder. "Come on in!"

"Alright," I laughed, following him inside. I could hear the evidence that the party was already in full swing. Granted it was a small gathering of Edward's friends, but the majority of us were a loud bunch.

"Jazz!" Shouted a stumbling body. I got a better look and realized it was our friend Peter Reynolds.

"Holy shit! Peter!" I laughed as he stumbled over to me trying to give me a hug. Peter was a member of the high school news production crew with me. One of the few outside friends we adopted into the circle. "What the hell are you drinking man?"

Peter looked into his glass. "I dunno," he slurred before taking another sip, "but it tastes good," He smiled then looked up at me. "Want some?"

I laughed. "No, I'm good thanks."

"Hey Sam, how about you take Peter to the basement..." Emmett called from somewhere within the house.

A tan skinned man walked up and put his hand on Peter's shoulder, prompting Peter to offer him his drink. "Okay," he said over his shoulder in Emmett's direction. Sam nodded a smiling hello to me as he passed by.

"Jazz this is Sam; he's one of Bella and Em's family friends." Edward said, introducing us.

"Oh, hey nice to meet you," I said as we shook hands before Sam lead Peter downstairs.

Emmett wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "So what will you be havin' my friend?" he asked. He lived for playing the host at any party. Hence the reason why we were having Edward's last night of freedom at Emmett's house rather than in some hotel room; although, knowing my sister, she was probably restricting the party to the lower two floors.

"Beer is fine, Em." I said as I set my helmet down on the couch.

"Beer it is!"

We walked into the kitchen where I recognized the faces of Seth and Jake. Jesus, Seth grew up. There was one face I didn't recognize, he was about Edward's height, with blond hair about the same length as mine, only straighter and he was dressed as if he had just stepped out of a corporate meeting.

"You know Alice?" The stranger asked Seth and Jake, piquing my curiosity.

Both Seth and Jake nodded. "Since birth, we used to all play in the mud together and what not." Seth clarified.

"You the guy then?" Jake asked the stranger.

"Yep," he said popping the p like some goddamned girl. I gave Emmett a nod as he handed me a beer and I leaned against the counter next to Ed. So this the Armani Prick. "She's quite the little hottie eh?" he continued, waggling his eyebrows as he drank out of his bottle.

I growled slightly at the fucker and Edward scowled at him. "That's my sister..."

"And she's my... girlfriend," the prick-face answered with a smirk.

"Hey Seth, Jake," I said with a nod a slight smile, trying to ease tension in the room. Or was it just like that because I want to break this dude's nose?

"Hey Jazz!" Seth said as he gave me a one armed hug.

Jake nodded his head. "Jazz," he said with a smile. It didn't escape my notice that the Garrett guy was sizing me up as he drank his beer.

"Sorry," I said, being polite as I held my hand out to him. "I'm Jasper, and you are…?"

The dick-face who will never make Alice moan like I can.

Wow, where did that come from?

He took my hand in his, shaking it firmly. "Garrett Nash."

"Pleasure," I lied as I resumed my position, holding the counter up with Edward before looking over at Jake. "Dude! Where's your girl? I half expected her to be here since last I heard you two were attached at the hip or some shit."

"Leah is hangin' with the ladies tonight." Jake explained.

I snorted before taking a drink. "Her and Rose get along now?" That's a first.

Jake chuckled and shook his head. "No, they still got the 'who's the top bitch' thing going... though Leah is trying to be nice because Rose is pregnant."

"Which I appreciate," Emmett added.

I laughed, "Oh come on Em, you know you like a feisty Rose."

"Yeah in bed," Seth teased, shooting the bird at Em. I just shook my head and laughed at them as Ed and Emmett joined in the laughter. I caught what's his face glaring at me, but I chose to ignore him.

"So what are we doing for the Bachelor Party?" Seth asked as he took a drink. I smirked slightly, you could tell he was eager to get the party started.

I raised an eyebrow at Emmett as Garrett rolled eyes. Who the fuck does this guy think he is? I asked Emmett silently.

Emmett shrugged his shoulders before clearing his throat. "Bella made the strictest request..."

"Damn! Does that mean I've got to call the strippers and cancel?" I teased in a whiny voice. The guys laughed knowing that I never did call them. Bella and Rose both bitched me out, making sure I knew there would be no strippers.

"What she don't know won't hurt her, " Edward joked. Emmett just raised an eyebrow at Edward.

"Y'all aren't gonna have strippers? That's lame." Garrett said in a condescending voice. I just rolled my eyes at the douche-bag as I took another drink. He clearly missed the memo that we weren't sexual deviants.

"Why do you care? You have my sister," Edward snapped at him. Yeah fucker.

"Same to you Eddiekins," Emmett teased.

"I'm going to have strippers at my bachelor party," Garrett said with a confident nod.

Jake and Seth looked at each other and shrugged.

"Bella thinks that sometimes the strippers give the bachelors sexual favors." Emmett clarified.

Garrett smirked, "That's the best part." Edward growled at that, shoving himself off the counter slightly, but Jake and I grabbed his shoulders pulling him back. Truth be told, if he wasn't expected at the church tomorrow, I would have let him at it.

"Dude, chill. Fuck, I was joking." Garrett snickered.

Emmett shook his head and I smirked. Rule number one when dealing with Edward Cullen; do not talk shit, i.e.: implying you were using his sister. Even being considered his brother won't save your ass.

"Anyway," I interjected. "Knowing our Bella, strippers were first on her long list of no's." Emmett nodded in agreement.

"What else," Edward said, smirking at me. "Knowing Bella, what was on her list of no's, Jay-action?" I smiled a little at the nickname that I had earned no thanks to Emmett not knowing how to knock.

Garrett rolled his eyes again and I flipped him off mentally, remembering the little surprise we had planned for Edward. "Oh shit! Em, did Rose put the surprise in the closet for Ed?" Emmett grinned wickedly as he went to the closet.

"Ha, knowing your girl man, anything that involved females, getting too trashed and allowing you to leave the state. Although I think she said something about penguins being okay." I teased him. Edward's face went pale at the mention of penguins as the rest of the guys looked at us in question.

Emmett returned with a blow-up penguin, complete with a bikini similar to what Bella wore on their first trip to the beach together and a wig matching Bella's hair color."We warned you that your 'Think of the Penguins speech' would come back to bite you in the ass someday didn't we?" I chuckled.

"What about penguins?" Seth asked as Emmett handed Edward his bedmate for the night.

"You want to tell the story there pretty boy?" I pointed at Edward before finishing off my beer.

Edward was wide eyed and shook his head at me. Finally, I was able to embarrass him.

"Well, Seth... this man here," I said, putting an arm on Edwards shoulder, "was trying to convince Bella that they needed to run away for a year. She suggested Antarctica..." I laughed and shook my head, clearly seeing the conversation play out in front of my eyes as if it had just happened. "Em, cover your ears." I teased.

Emmett shook his head laughing, no doubt he'd already heard this story before, but he covered his ears anyway.

"He says, 'Nooo think of the penguins!', and when Ali Cat asked him to elaborate." I explained, laughing at Edward rolling his eyes at me. "He went off on this rant about how he and Bella would corrupt the penguins nightly." I turned my attention to Edward. "Just how much did you smoke that night?"

He laughed and held his fingers as close as possible without touching, indicating a tiny amount.

At this point most of the guys were laughing. Edward punched me playfully and flipped me off.

"And to think...you bust kids for that shit now." Jake said, cracking up. I laughed and nodded in agreement with Jake. It was funny that the two biggest pot head in Forks were now cops.

"Who's Ali Cat?" Garrett asked, making my smile falter some. No one but me called her that.

"Alice," I said, looking at him.

"My Alice?" He asked.

Mine! Something inside of me snarled, but I merely nodded once.

Edward rolled his eyes at him. "Yeah, Alice and Jasper here go back pretty far, didn't you know?"

Garrett rolled his eyes back at him. "Like I could forget." He spat as he went to leave the kitchen. Well that was good to know, the only question is who told him? "Where the fuck are we having this stag party?"

"In the basement." Emmett said, just as Seth and Jake followed Garrett.

Emmett, Edward and I stayed behind. "Since when did Armani include sticks to shove up your ass?" I whispered to Edward.

"Fucking trust fund baby," Edward snickered.

"God love him, 'cause we know I don't." I said, rolling my eyes. Seriously what the hell did Ali Cat see in that prick?

Edward shrugged, "I don't see what Alice sees in him." From your mouth to God's ears dude.

"Really good looks?" Emmett offered, causing Edward to give him a 'what the fuck' look. "What? Rosie even said he was hot."

I patted Emmett's shoulder trying my best to keep a straight face. "And she married you, just saying."

"Fuck you... at least I've never had to handcuff a chick to have my way with her." Emmett shot back, making Edward stop in his tracks and look at me.

I glared at Emmett. "Dude!"

"Who needs porn with you around?" Emmett asked, taking a drink. "Just sayin'."

"I'm gonna pretend I ain't hearing shit." Edward said, shaking his head as we started to descend the stairs to the basement.

"Fuck you man," I shot back. "It was consensual. I didn't force shit on her. And to be honest if I was a chick, I'd rather see your mug every morning then his." I glared at Emmett, "Feel better?"

Edward looked at me wide eyed. Shit. "Dude... what type of kinky shit did you do with my sister?" he asked.

Emmett snickered. "Much." I reached around Edward to smack Emmett upside the back of his head. "Ow bitch!" he said, smacking me back.

"You like it pussy," I teased.

"That is so not the way you treat someone who..." His eyes went wide as if he realized he was saying too much. "Um never mind." he finished, taking a chug of his drink.

"Who what Em?" I asked.

"Now I know how you managed to knock her up." Garrett said suddenly, shaking his head.

Where the fuck did he come…WHAT?

"Alright that is enough out of you asshole." Emmett boomed at him.

"Sit in the comfy armchair before I call Alice to escort your ass out of here." Edward said, pointing at an arm chair.

"What? I was just saying it was no wonder. Fuck, I wasn't saying anything untrue." Garrett said as he sat in the chair.

Wasn't true? Fuck you dude!

"Jazz, you okay man?" Emmett asked.

"What the fuck is he rambling about?"

Ed raised an eyebrow. "This so wasn't the way she wanted you to find out."

"Find. Out. What?" I was done with them beating around the bush on this.

"About-six-months-after-you-left-Alice-had-a-baby." Emmett said in a rush.

I laughed slightly. "Okay. It just sounded like you're trying to tell me that Alice had a baby. Which can't be true 'cause that would mean I'm dad, which isn't possible 'cause we were careful every goddamn..." Oh fuck… I felt my eyes widen as I realized we weren't so safe when we were runaways.

"You sure there slick?" Emmett asked. I punched him hard in the arm on reflex. Of course the big mother fucker didn't even flinch, and my hand fucking hurt now.

"Why the fuck did you punch me?" Oh like you felt it!

"Well it was the wall or Ed, and seeing as how I'm sure the future Mrs. Cullen would notice a mark on her husband's arm... you were in the way. Sorry. FUCK! That asshole knew before me?" I snarled in Garrett's direction.

I'll admit, not the best reaction to finding out that you have a child that you didn't know about. But come-the-fuck-on, how is it fair that Mister Trust Fund-Stick up his ass-Douche-bag knew before me?

"Asshole has a name," Garrett said in a sing song voice as he held his beer, smiling at me.

I felt Emmett's hand on my shoulder as a low growl erupted from my chest. "Dude... she had no idea how to tell you." He tried to explain.

"It's obvious if you've seen her naked." Garrett said in a bored tone.

Pain, I want to cause him lots of fucking pain. Right. The. Fuck. Now!

"Shut the fuck up. You. Are. Not. Helping." Edward snapped at Garrett.

"I need to get the fuck away from him 'cause I swear to Christ if he insults my Ali- Ali Cat one more fucking time..." I whispered harshly to Edward and Emmett.

Emmett grabbed my arms and started dragging me back up the stairs. "Ed, get the movies started... I'll talk to Jazz since..." he said over his shoulder, shrugging.

I shook my arm out of Emmett's iron grip as I took the steps two at a time. "What the fuck man? You were at my fucking house and you knew! Yet you and fucking Rose said nothing?" My voice exposing every ounce of betrayal I felt at the moment.

"I was fucking sworn to secrecy. She knew you wanted your freedom and didn't want to trap you!" He shouted as we got back in the kitchen.

I hit my head against the counter. "Fuck. She shouldn't have done it alone Em. I should have been there!"

"I think that was her whole point bro," he said, leaning on the counter and looking at me sadly.

"What, to prove that I was an asshole? I already knew that Emmett."

"No, she didn't really want anyone to know..." he sighed. "She and Rosie went to UCLA and tried to hide the whole thing, but then she went into labor early..."

I hit my head on the counter again. "Thank God she had Rosie... God, I fucked up royally."

"You're not the only one, be pissed at me okay dude?" What the fuck did that mean? "It's not Rosie's fault... but Ali was crying for us to tell you, but we figured there was no way you'd get there in time so we called Esme."

She wanted me there? I felt my heart crumble, thinking of Alice alone, scared and in pain.

"Why didn't you call me then?" I asked him. "I would have gotten on the first flight out here."
Emmett diverted his gaze to the floor. "I was passed out..."

I snorted despite myself. "What?"

"You know, I looked down and ... well yeah, I saw something no man should ever have to see. When I woke up, I asked Alice if she wanted me to call you, but she told me no because it was pointless."

"Oh," I said lamely as I stood up straight. I ran a hand through my hair tugging on it slightly. "Is that prick at least good to my kid?"

Emmett shrugged. How the fuck did he not know? "He hasn't met him," he explained before sighing. "Alice gave him up for adoption... but she still gets pictures."

"Oh..."

He shrugged and I could see the conflict he felt inside surfacing. "Hence why she said it was pointless... I'm sorry for not calling you dude, it's been hard not telling you, but you have to understand..."

I nodded. "I understand..." And I did. Emmett was torn between two people that he saw as family. How the hell is he supposed to choose sides? "I just... fuck. I just wish I could go back and do all this over you know?"

He nodded, tossing his empty bottle in a bin. "Me too..." he said, grabbing two cold beers out of the fridge. "He's adorable though... Rosie has a picture... want to see?"

I just chewed my lip and shrugged, unsure whether I should take the chance and see my son now or wait for Alice to tell me about him. But, who's to say she will ever tell me? I'm the one that left her, evidently when she needed me the most.

No wonder she wanted to be with Garrett.

Emmett held his finger up and left the kitchen. I popped open my beer and flung my cap into the trash. I needed to fix things with Alice, but how the fuck do I do that in a week?

"Ali doesn't give out newer ones," Emmett said as he came back into the kitchen handing me a picture. "Those are hers, you know?"

I nodded as I looked at the picture. God, it was a beautiful baby. His cheeks were rosey, he had bright blue eyes and blond hair. Something was so familiar about the picture. "Ryan?" I asked, looking up at Emmett. He raised an eyebrow in response. "Holy fuck."

"What?"

"Alice sent me this picture." I remembered now. It came with a pocket watch she sent me for my birthday. No note or anything. Just a simple package with the watch and the picture. "It had his name and time and date of birth on the back." I explained to Emmett. "How big he was but I thought it was Rose's cousin or something..." I looked back at the photo, it all made sense now. That was her way of telling me. "He has Ali's nose..." I said sadly, wishing I'd never left.

Emmett nodded in agreement. "He looks a lot like you too..." he trailed off and looked off as if lost in thought before he grimaced. "You didn't knock her up during handcuff playtime, right?"

I shook my head as I gave a little snort. "No..." I handed him the picture back. "I think it was when we ran away."

Emmett nodded, understanding what I meant. "That was a good thing for the two of you... whether you want to admit it or not..."

"Things were simpler then weren't they?" I asked before taking a long pull of my bottle.

"Yeah they were..." He nodded taking a drink. "But you both came back so... different," he said scoffing slightly.

"How do you mean?"

"Well, think back to when you two first started hooking up..." he said with a smirk. "Then when you guys came back it was crazy, all you had to do was look at each other to communicate."

I nodded and smiled slightly. He was right. Before we ran away we had so many misunderstandings, like we couldn't communicate with each other. Basically, we and had no idea what the fuck we were doing, but while we were on our big adventure something just clicked for us and we became… bonded in a sense.

"Shit... you came a long way from seven minutes in heaven," he said, shrugging.

~*~*~*~*~February 18th 2001~*~*~*~*~

I don't know why I was surprised that Rosalie had rigged this up in our favor. The minute she started talking about playing Seven Minutes in Heaven, I saw the scheming look in her eyes. I'll never understand how she talked Alice into waiting until last to go but she did.

That's why Alice is currently blindfolded and standing in the walk-in closet in the basement.

Rose walked me to the closet as the others separated to do their own thing. "Now, I had it rigged. Your name was never an option for the other girls and when Alice picked, she was only going to get you, thanks to a little switch. I'll try to distract Ed but you got seven minutes," she explained as she opened the door to the closet.

Alice was standing there, her back pressed against the back wall as she chewed on her lip nervously. I felt bad for her that she felt that way at her own party. Leave it to my sister to find the most uncomfortable situation to put her friend into.

"Remember… No telling her who you are, the blindfold stays on and no means no." Rose stated, for appearances I assumed and held her hand out to me expectantly. When I didn't respond to her she muttered glasses and I removed them and handed them to her. "Have fun!" she added in a sing song voice and waited until I was close enough to Alice to smell the citrus of her shampoo. Once the door closed I waited a few moments before speaking.

"It's me Ali Cat," I said softly as my eyes adjusted to the darkness. I gently brushed the back of my fingers along her cheek. She smiled at my touch and I could tell she had relaxed. "I'm gonna take the blindfold off okay?" I asked her.

"Yeah," she said softly. I reached behind her head and carefully undid the knot tied into the scarf. Her big blue eyes looked up at me.

I smiled down at her. "I'm gonna pick you up okay?" She bit her lips and nodded, wrapping her arms around my neck and jumping into my arms. I pinned her against the wall with my body as her legs locked behind me. "Relax," I told her as I moved closer to her. I watched as her eyes fluttered closed, anticipating my next move.

I brought my lips to hers, gently sucking her upper lip into my mouth as she did the same to my bottom one. My tongue brushed against her lips, tasting the caramel apple flavor lip gloss on her lips as they parted for me.

My hand grazed the skin of her side as I slid it up from her hip. Her hands grabbed at my hair, pulling me closer to her as our kiss deepened. I slowly slid us down along the wall, coming to a stop when my knees hit the floor. I started to trail kisses from her lips down her throat. She moaned and wiggled against me, her center creating friction on my aroused cock. I moaned against her neck making her freeze.

"Sorry," she squeaked. I looked up at her, grateful that it was dark and she couldn't see me blushing.

"It's okay Ali Cat," I responded, surprised at the sound of my own voice, deeper than normal.

She pressed her lips to mine again, the force of it knocking me back. I grabbed her hips, at first with the intention of holding her in place, but I liked the feel of her moving on me way too much to stop it.

This time she took control, her hands finding their way up my shirt as she kissed from my stomach up. I closed my eyes enjoying the feel of her lips on my skin combined with the friction created as her hips rocked against mine.

Holy fuck, I think we're dry humping!

I cupped her face in my hands, bringing her back to my face where I kissed her hard. I kissed her with more passion then I had ever done before, capturing her moan into my mouth. Now I understood what the guys were talking about. Once you hear how much the girl likes what you're doing to her, the more determined you become.

And with that thought, I rolled us, pinning her beneath me. Again I trailed kisses along her jaw and throat, working my way up to her earlobe as my hand slid under her top. Slowly I inched my hand up, anticipating her stopping me, but she never did. I felt the fabric of her bra, definitely not the cotton I knew she typically wore. I cupped her breast in my hand as sucked her earlobe into my mouth, nibbling on it slightly. She made mewling noise and pushed her chest into me. I felt her hands drag along my back, her nails making me shiver in pleasure.

I pulled away and smirked at her slightly. She watched me as I pulled the hem of her shirt up exposing her stomach to me. I leaned down kissing her stomach and dragging my tongue along her skin. She giggled at first, but relaxed the more I went up. Her giggles turned into little noises of pleasure by the time I reached her bra.

Definitely not the Hello Kitty bra I was expecting. Instead I was now, face to… bra, the turquoise lace staring back at me. I pulled her shirt over my head, making her laugh before I pulled the top of the cup down and licked her nipple.

"Jasper!" she squeaked out. I waited, expecting her to stop me but she didn't, so I did it again, this time slowly dragging my tongue around it in a circle. She made a strange grunting sound at that.

The thing is; I never heard the door open... So when the sound of Edward saying our seven minutes was up ten minutes ago registered in my brain, I froze.

"Get your head out of my sister's shirt and join the rest of the party please," he said calmly, but I knew I was in for it.

I shook my head, trying to clear the memory and looked in the direction of Edward, who was laughing at the movie we were watching. He looked up at me and gave me a slight nod before returning his attention to the screen.

It was then that I realized he would only kick my ass for hurting Alice, not for loving her.