The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: #9
Pen Name: amandac3
Pairing/Character(s): Edward, Jasper
Rating: T
Word count: 491

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~Chance~

I look at Jasper. He's got his face buried in a book. His curly hair is flopping into his eyes. I always like looking at him, but especially when he's reading. His facial expressions give away exactly what he's feeling about the particular book he's reading.

His boisterous laughter breaks me from my ogling. But not before he sees that I'm staring at him.

"What are you looking at?" he asks me.

"Nothing," I reply, turning back to the book I'm not even remotely interested in at the moment.

"Liar," he says.

And I am a liar. Jasper has been my best friend for a long time. But he doesn't know my secret. A secret that could destroy our friendship.

I love him.

Not as a best friend. But as a man who wants to hold his hand. And kiss his lips. And tangle our naked bodies together.

I can't tell him.

His hand is suddenly on my knee.

"What's wrong, Edward?"

"Nothing. Don't worry about it."

"Bullshit! You're my best friend. I know it's not nothing, and I do worry."

I blow out a deep breath and fist my hair, "I can't tell you."

"Why not?" he asks, hurt evident in his tone.

"Because..." I lick my dry lips. "Because I can't, I won't lose you."

"Why would you lose me?" he asks.

I jump up from the floor where we are sitting and start pacing back and forth.

I stop and look at him, "I feel..." I can't continue.

"What? What do you feel?"

"I love you," I blurt. "Shit!"

I make my way towards the door, needing to get out of here before I break down. He doesn't need to see me that way.

"Edward," he calls. "Edward, wait!"

I have the door opened, ready to make my escape, when he grabs me by the elbow and pulls me back into the room. I drop my head and look at the cheap carpeting. I don't even have shoes on. I can feel the tears building, ready to fall at any moment.

"Hey," he prods, squeezing my shoulder.

"Please, Jasper, just..." I sniff. "Just don't, ok."

"Edward, look at me. Please."

I shake my head. He huffs and then his fingers are on my face and he pushes my head up.

What I see startles me.

He's smiling. His gorgeous, perfect, light up the room smile.

"You love me?" he asks.

I nod my head, "I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry?"

"Because I've ruined everything."

"No, you just have bigger balls than I do," he says.

"What?" I ask, confused.

I look down as he links his fingers with mine. They are warm and calloused from his guitar playing and I've never felt anything better. Until he smiles again and leans into me. I inhale sharply just moments before his lips gently touch mine.

He rests his forehead against mine and whispers against my lips, "I love you, too."


A/N: Thank you for reading and reviewing. And special thanks to LovinRob for the beta duties.