A/N:
My first Jalice fic :-) This is also my first time writing from a guys POV. Hope you all enjoy. Let me know what you think :-)
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"Hey Jas, we're about to head out, man. Are you positive you don't wanna come? I'm sure we could find a ticket somewhere for you..."
"Nah, Ed, I'm good. I don't wanna put y'all out if we all get there and I can't bum a ticket off somebody. I'll be fine here."
He sighs and gives me a guilty smirk. "Alright, man. Well, we'll see you later."
"No prob, have a good time."
Edward leaves and closes the door behind him. I hear all of their cars pull out of the driveway before walking over to my computer. I need to relieve some tension and WoW is calling my name.
Honestly, I am pretty peeved that I was left out of their plans. Just because I don't know who this Ali girl is doesn't mean I wouldn't enjoy her concert. Even if I didn't enjoy the show, I could still say I had a fun night out with my pals. Edward swore up and down that he tried everything in his power to get me a ticket, but since this Ali girl is apparently a super hot commodity, the tickets sold out too fast. Since I have no clue who this girl is, Ed figured I wouldn't mind missing the concert.
I now have no one to talk to since everyone I know is going to see Ali. Literally every single person I've ever known or even frakkin' glanced at is going to this concert. So now I'm gonna have to endure weeks if not months of everyone talking about the concert that I didn't attend. Yippee.
While my computer boots up, I walk into the kitchen to find the number for Dan's Pizza. Although they'll probably be at the concert, too. Just my luck, I miss the uber-popular Ali performance while simultaneously starving to death. After rummaging for a few minutes, I find the number and praise Xenu when they answer the phone. I order a large deep-dish pepperoni with a side of Ranch dressing. Nothin' better than a slice of deep-dish pepperoni dipped in Ranch. My mouth waters just thinking about the scrumptious deliciousness coming my way.
I walk back to my computer and almost pass the hell out when I see it frozen with porn pop-ups on every inch of the screen.
Emmett.
That fuckin' motherfu... my fists clench up and shake with fury. I told that big, hairy ass Yeti to stop watching porn on my fucking computer after he fucked it up the last time! Who the fuck watches so much girl-on-girl that they ruin a fucking computer?! Fucking Emmett.
I'm in no state of mind to fix my baby right now. Way too angry to concentrate and do it right, I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths before returning to the living room. I plop down on the couch and angrily grab the remote, turning on the TV.
"I agree, Ryan! Ali is definitely the hottest pop star of our generation! Speaking of Ali, she'll be performing at yet another sold-out venue in Seattle tonight and all you Ali-Cats are in for a huge surprise, since she'll be bringing--"
I huff and turn the channel. Is this girl all anyone can talk about? I'll bet she's some blonde bimbo with huge water balloons glued to her chest. After thirty minutes of channel surfing, I give up and decide to put in a movie. Hmmm... WarGames or Fanboys?
I think I'll go with Fanboys tonight. Epically hilarious. As soon as the DVD disappears into the player, the doorbell rings. Must be the pizza. Wow, that was fast! Then again, I'm most likely their only customer tonight.
"Wait a second!" I yell as I run to my room for my wallet. When I find it, I jog back to the front door, already tasting the scrumptious grease-fest that would soon be digesting in my bowels. Reaching into my wallet, I open the door.
"Alright, how much do I owe ya…" The question dies in my throat as my eyeballs are assaulted by the most beautiful... striking... magnificent... gorgeous... stunning creature to ever grace this Earth.
"Um... hi." Her voice is like honey and sunshine and rainbows and pots-o-gold. "This may sound weird, but my car broke down a few miles back and I was wondering if I could use your phone?"
Phone? What's a phone? I have no clue, but I'll give you anything you want as long as you keep talking...
"Uh.... yeah, sure... come on in."
Her elfin face visibly relaxes. "Oh, good. Thank you so much!"
Goddess of Magnificence makes a move to step through the door, but pauses mid-step. She leans forward slightly, a few inches from my face. I discreetly take a whiff of the air around her and almost jizz in my pants. That must be how God smells...
"Um... are there any teenagers in there?" she asks in a hushed whisper.
Teenagers? Weeeiiird.
"Noooo..."
Her shoulders slump and she breathes a sigh of relief before gracing me with a sunbeam smile. Jeez, what have teenagers ever done to her? Who the hell cares? I'll do anything to see her smile at me like that again. Maybe I can bring a few teens here and beat them up in front of her. Nothing says "have my future babies" like beating up some pimply, hormonal high school kids.
"I know this is probably really strange, I feel horrible for interrupting your night. It's just that I got lost—gosh, I never should have left my hotel," she rambles on, "but I was just so stuck on having a bit of freedom for even just a little while. Z warned me not to go, but of course I didn't listen. So here I am, in the middle of this forest. Your house is the only one around, so—"
"No need to explain, it's no trouble at all," my bride to be. "You weren't interrupting anything. In fact, I was just sittin' here by my lonesome, about to watch a movie. All of my friends ditched me to see some teeny-bopper named Ali, shake her boobs while lip-syncing to cliché bubble gum pop."
Her eyes widen and she covers her mouth as she succumbs to a fit of giggles.
"What's so funny? You a fan of that Ali girl?" Oh shit! Damage control! Apologize, stupid head! "Um, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you or anything. I guess I'm just a little irritated tonight..."
"No, it's fine, really... you really don't know, do you?"
Uuuummmmmm...
I'm sure the confusion on my face is plain as day. She smiles adorably at me and my brain turns into jelly. Narf.
"Oh, nothing. It's just that... it's so refreshing to meet someone who doesn't talk about Ali all of the time. Sometimes I wish I could live in a world where she didn't exist, ya know?"
This girl's smile will be the end of me. I laugh and stick my hands in my pockets before I give her a hug or some shit. "Damn, is her music that bad?"
She giggles again and I'm tempted to pull out my cell phone to record the sound. Make it my ringtone. And the sound for incoming text messages. And my alarm clock.
"No, she doesn't annoy me at all. I just get... Ali'd out, sometimes. So, anywho, what were you watching?"
"Oh, this geeky movie. You wouldn't be interested..." My voice tapers off and I rub the back of my head. Embarrassed is an understatement, she'll think I'm a nerdy tool now, for sure.
"Yeah? Try me."
"Um... Fanboys..." Kill me. Kill me a lot.
"Really?!" She bounces up and down in excitement. I may or may not have momentarily glanced at her jiggling boobs. Okay, I definitely did. Giggety. "I've always wanted to see that, but I'm always too busy! Do you mind if I watch it with you?"
Watch it? With me?! Is that angels I hear? Singing from the heavens?
"Of course!!!" I yell a little too over-enthusiastically. Smooth, taint muncher. Freak her out, why don't you???
She walks toward the couch and I follow behind her. I may or may not have glanced at her round little ass for a few seconds longer than what is deemed socially acceptable.
I then realize that I don't know this delectable creature's name. I have to have something to doodle in my notebook like a twelve-year-old girl.
"Hey, err, what's your name?"
"Oh my gosh! How rude of me! Barging into your house and I don't even introduce myself!"
"You didn't barge into my house." But you did barge into my heart. "No worries at all. I just wanted to know your name is all." So I can mentally pair it with my surname.
She reaches her hand out to me and smiles that jaw-dropping smile. I may or may not have had to squirm in my seat to inconspicuously re-adjust my "situation"...
"My name is Alice. Alice Brandon."
Alice Whitlock. The most beautiful name in the history of names. Alice Brandon-Whitlock. Sigh... Well, don't just sit there, you big stupid! Tell her your name!
I grab her teeny little hand and hold it in mine. So soft. "My name's Jasper Whitlock. Pleasure to meet you, Alice." Whitlock...
We sit there, me holding Alice's hand, looking into her hazel eyes, for a little longer than necessary. I reluctantly pull my hand away, not wanting to creep the poor girl out, and decide to hurriedly change the subject.
"So... ah... you're not from here?" I inwardly cringe at my own stupidity. Of courseshe's not from here, idiot bitch!
"Nope," she answers. "I'm from all over, really. I travel so much, I don't even remember where I'm from anymore!" There goes that giggle again. I return her laughter with what I'm sure is a dreamy/stalker-like smile.
"So why do you travel so much?"
She looks a little uncomfortable before answering "Um... it's for work. I travel a lot due to the hectic nature of my job."
"Oh? What is it you do? How is someone so young, so busy?"
"Um..." Alice starts squirming in her seat and I silently wonder why her work is such a sore subject.
Right when she opens her mouth to speak, the doorbell rings. She lets out a small sigh of relief. WTF?
I give her a small smile before getting off of the couch. "Pizza!" I say/yell before rushing to the door.
Damn, what is this girl doing to me?
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A/N:
I don't plan on drawing this out. It'll probably be 5-6 chapters. Future chappies will definitely be longer :-)
Do you guys want this story to be strictly JPOV or would you like some APOV as well? Let me know, babes!
OH! My Jasperlicious one shots (Dodgeball! and Dirty Movie) were nominated for the Everything's Bigger In Texas Awards. Dodgeball! was nominated for the Best Original Storyline and Dirty Movie was nom'd in the Best AH Jasper, Best Way To Get Rid of Alice/Edward and I Dream of Bella categories! Yippee! Be sure to vote and take a look at all of the Jasper yumminess *licks lips suggestively*
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