Disclaimer: No one on this site owns twilight, that includes me, sadly… Also I would like to give a shout out to CrystalMichelle (found in my Fav Authors) who wrote a Jasper/Edward O/S for my birthday called Mental

AN: So this was originally written for the Quickies Contest and is now a full fledged story…

~ Fire Within~

"Take a look into the crystal

Take a look at what the

Future may bring

All around you is darkness

As your shattered soul screams…"

~Fire Within- By: Kamelot~

Jasper POV-

I watched out the barn window as he rode the beautiful stallion. His muscles bunched up and moved under his shirt, I couldn't help as my imagination soared, wondering what it would feel like to touch his muscles to breath in his scent, to kiss his perfect…

"Get back to work Whitlock." My boss yells, pulling me out of my thoughts and back to the work at hand.

I reluctantly turn to start mucking out the stalls. Working at the barn was a lot of work and soon I have worked up a sweat, even though it's only 62 degrees outside and looks to start raining again soon, and still I lift hay bails and muck out stalls, all for minimum wage, oh well guess I can't complain for it helps to pay the bills.

Finally the work day is done and I can head home.

"Raining, great." I mumble as I start walking home, my head bent down as I try to shelter myself slightly from the rain.

"Jasper, do you need a ride?" Edward asks rolling down his window and slowing down when he sees me.

"Um, yeah." I say as I hop in, feeling bad about getting his seat wet.

"You like Kamelot?" I ask surprised when the song Fire Within starts playing on the stereo.

"You know who they are?" He asks surprised, I shared the feeling. Kamelot was not a widely known band within our small town. "I just got their new album, Poetry for the Poisoned. Would you like to come over and listen to it? My parents are gone." He adds the last bit like it would make or break my decision.

"Sure, why not?" It's not like Edward Cullen was a stranger, we went to school together and he was nothing like his friends, the jocks.

The jocks at school loved to make fun of me because of my baggy old clothes, they didn't really beat me or anything, bailing hay had done something for me and that was give me a decent build, but they still liked to slightly push me around an harass me. I was poor, going to a small school in a small town. Everyone knew everyone's business, and the rumor mill seemed to always be running and it just loved to talk about my home life, a dead beat dad that is hardly around and a druggy mother who doesn't next to nothing, and a sister who's beyond beautiful. I couldn't tell you that amount of times I heard guys around school talking about how they were going to "tap that" oh they made me so mad when they talked that way about her, currently Emmett McCarthy was trying to date her, I've heard him in the locker room with his friends "Miss Hale can't deny me for long, she'll cave and at least give me a chance" I had left the locker room quickly so they didn't think I was spying on them. Emmett wasn't a bad guy; actually he was much like Edward, on how they didn't really have anything to do with me at school if anything the other jocks were nicer to me when they were near. My family and I lived in a small rundown house, the opposite side of town to where Edward was now driving.

Edwards's house was grand and huge and as we stepped inside I gasped at the beautiful décor. So different from my small dirty two bedroom home that I shared with my parents and sister. I felt completely dirty as I looked around the room and at the grandness of it. This house could easily hold more than the three people who lived here, by how big it was there had to be at least five bedrooms. As I stand there looking around I shiver, noticing that I am still wet and dripping all over their nice wood floor.

"Would you mind if I um, used your shower? I smell like the barn." I ask looking at Edward for the first time since entering the house. He's taller than me, I notice though not by much.

"Sure, I'll grab one after you." He says giving me his famous Cullen smile leading me up the stairs and into a beautiful bathroom. "I'll grab you some of my clothes to change into afterwards."

He hand me a pair of sweats (that he says will keep me warm) and a t-shirt with the band Sonic Syndicate on it.

The warm water feels nice on my body as I quickly wash up and get back out, drying and putting the clothes on before quickly exiting the bathroom and entering Edwards beautiful room.

"My turn." Edward says when I enter, and soon he heads out leaving me alone in his bedroom.

While Edward is in the shower I busy myself with looking around his room, and trying to not think of Edward in the shower. I quickly notice there aren't the usual half nude girls all over the walls and I can't help my heart flutter at the thought that my daydreams may possibly come true. My fingers gently skim over the assortment of CD's as I notice he has many of my favorites.

Before I realize I'm no longer alone strong arms are around me holding me in place.

"Jasper, do you know how long I've wanted to hold you?" His voice smooth as his warm breath washes over me.

"What?" I question unsure what he was talking about, though I can't help the quickening of my heartbeats as I think of all the things I would love to do with him.

"I'm sorry," he says letting go of me and stepping back. "Guess I just assumed that... oh never mind. I can take you home now if you want..."

He was babbling and when I turned to look at him I noticed a slight blush on his cheeks.

What he's talking about sinks in and I pull him towards me, crashing my lips to his and soaking up his taste as my tongue begs for entrance. His hands quickly work their way under the borrowed t-shirt as my own hands tangle into his messy bronze hair.

"I've thought about you so much." I whisper as we break apart to breathe.

"That makes two of us." He whispers back, allowing me to pull his body to mine. I was hard and throbbing and pleased when his own hard on pressed into my thigh.

"Hm… feels like someone's thinking like me." Edward laughs as his lips move to my ear. "Maybe we should take this over to the bed?" I'm unsure if it is a question or a demand but I am soon following him to the bed and allowing for Edward, the man of all my dreams, to take off my shirt before pushing me onto my back and pulling his own shirt off.

"Perfect." I say as I run my hands down his torso as he leans towards me, memorizing the feel of his muscles beneath my rough hands.

"Yes Jasper you are."

AN: So… Tell me what you think! :)

Don't forget to check out CrystalMichelle's O/S for my brithday called Mental!