A/N: For any of you who are reading "Someone Else's Star," you'll know that even though each chapter is based on a country song, I don't listen to country music very often. While doing some research for the next chapter (which is coming by the way, I'm just a little stuck right now) I heard the song "Last Name" by Carrie Underwood. It inspired me and I couldn't push this idea aside to write my other stories so I had to share it with you. This kind of idea has most likely been done before, but I want to share my version with you. This isn't exactly like the song and therefore not a song fic; the song just sparked an idea.
If you are reading my other stories, these characters will differ a bit in their attitudes and Edward in particular is very different. Also, this is rated M for language and lemons, so do not read if you aren't old enough to legally do so in your country.
"Three Long Years, One Spontaneous Night"
Part One
(Jasper's POV)
For three years I watched as Bella Swan dated my fraternity brothers. She appeared at the first party of my sophomore year on Mike Newton's arm. After Mike it was James Witherdale, then Tyler Crowley, then Jacob Black and finally Edward Cullen. Every guy in the house wanted to date her, and not just because she was the most gorgeous woman to ever walk through the door. Every guy in the house fell in love with her at some point, and not because she was great in bed, though rumor had it she was the best. No, every guy in the house wanted her to be his because she was an incredible woman. She was intelligent, caring, funny, confident and the nicest woman any of us ever met; the fact that she had the most beautiful face and the hottest body only made her that much more irresistible.
I think I'm the only one who never stopped loving Bella since the moment I first saw her. Every relationship she had, whether short or long, ended amicably. She always managed to remain friends with the guys; the only thing that changed was that they would no longer make out or have sex. I talked to her every chance I got; whether it was as she cooked dinner for the house, in the middle of the night when everyone else was sleeping, during a party, or after an exam, I found a way to learn more about her.
While she may have seemed like an average college student, dating and partying, I knew how serious she was about her future. Bella had entered college with her entire first three years finished. She took as many classes as she could each semester and throughout the summers to accomplish her goal. I was amazed at what she had managed to do. While the rest of us were getting regular degrees, Bella had earned two master's degrees, one in Museum Studies and the other in Antiquities. She already had her bachelor's degree in Art History before I met her. We both shared a love of history and it was the focus of many of our conversations. I loved the passion with which she spoke, her dedication to her future and her love of life.
Just because I was in love with Bella didn't mean that I didn't date other women. I didn't know if I would ever get the chance to date her so I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to see if there was someone better for me than Bella. I never could find anyone else. Only one time in three years were we both single at the same time and before I had a chance to ask her out, Edward beat me to it.
Edward had been one of my good friends, someone I thought I could trust. He knew how I felt about Bella and he knew that I was going to ask her out as soon as I got back from my parent's house. My grandfather had died and I left school for a few days for his funeral. I had asked Edward to watch out for her until I returned. The fucker asked her out the very night I left town.
The day I returned, I found Bella and Edward making out in the living room. She seemed happy with him, so I said nothing to her and our friendship continued. However, my friendship with Edward was finished. I asked him once why he asked her out and his reply was, "Have you fucking seen her? I had to take advantage of the fact that she was single before someone else got to her." From that day on I started calling him Fuckward and he did everything he could to keep the two of us apart.
We had all graduated the previous weekend and were gathered in Las Vegas for a goodbye of sorts. One of our fraternity brothers, Emmett, was marrying his fiancée Rosalie the next night. Bella and Rosalie were best friends and Bella was going to be her maid of honor. Emmett had chosen me as his best man and I was thrilled that I'd be standing up with Bella. The bachelor and bachelorette parties had been held before we left school, since not everyone was able to come to Vegas. The plan for that night was to dance and drink at a few clubs, nothing crazy; but I had a feeling it would be a good night.
We were all standing off to the side of the dance floor, around some tables where the waitress had placed all of our drinks. I drank my bourbon and coke while watching Bella. She reached for her drink, but Fuckward beat her to it. He picked it up and took a drink and then said, "Diet Coke? What the hell Bella? You're not even gonna drink? You're probably just gonna stand here all night and then complain when I try to have a good time, aren't you?"
Bella snatched her drink back from him and replied with a glare, "Yeah Edward, it's Diet Coke. I figured I'd pace myself so I don't get sick tonight. Do you have a problem with that?"
"You're such a fucking bore. We're in Vegas, why can't you just fucking let loose, have a drink and do something crazy for once in your life? You don't always have to have a plan. Take a chance and go wild," Fuckward yelled in her face.
"You want me to fucking let loose? Well fine, the first thing I'm gonna lose is you. I'm sick of dealing with you always telling me what to do. I've put up with your shit for too long and I'm tired of it. We're done Edward," Bella spat back at him.
She caught the arm of a waitress who was passing by with a full tray of drinks. "Is that tequila?" she asked, pointing at two shot glasses on her tray. The waitress nodded and Bella grabbed the shot glasses, pointed at Fuckward and said, "Put 'em on his tab; the name's Edward fucking Cullen and he says I need a drink." Then she drank both shots, one after the other. She slammed the glasses down on the table and then took off her button down shirt. She had a red corset on underneath it and my eyes practically popped out of my head as I saw how it pushed up her glorious breasts and showed off her flat stomach.
Ignoring Fuckward completely, she stared back at me and asked, "Jasper, are you dating anyone right now?" I shook my head, not able to form words yet.
"It's about fucking time we're both single at the same time. Do you wanna dance with me?" she asked, her eyes showing an innocence and vulnerability that her voice did not possess.
I nodded and finally found my voice enough to say, "Hell yeah." I silently said a prayer of thanks that I had broken up with the girl I had been seeing for the past five months the day before graduation. I finished the rest of my drink in one swallow and put the glass on the table.
Fuckward grabbed my arm as I started to move toward Bella and the dance floor. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he yelled at me.
I squeezed his wrist with my other hand and replied, "You knew how I felt about her when you asked her out the first time. You've kept her as far away from me as possible durin' the last year and now that she finally dumped your sorry ass, I'm not gonna let her get away from me again. Stay away from her Fuckward."
I wrenched his hand off my arm and walked toward Bella. When I got close to her, she threw her arms around my neck and pulled my head down, closer to hers. She stood on her toes and pressed her lips against mine. I didn't even pause before I returned the pressure on her lips and only waited a few seconds before I increased it. Our lips moved together as if we had been kissing each other for years instead of seconds. I softly traced my tongue around her lips and her mouth opened. My tongue traced each of her teeth and tangled with her tongue. I could taste the remnants of the tequila shots and in addition to the sweet taste that was Bella, the kiss was intoxicating. My hands which had originally rested on her skirt covered hips, ventured their way to her back, pressing her tightly to me.
I kissed my way across her jaw and down her neck. Bella's head rolled backwards to give me better access. My nose trailed back up her neck and I nipped at her ear with my teeth. She rolled her head back up and stared into my eyes and said, "I've been waiting for three years for you to kiss me like that."
I was once again tongue-tied and could only ask, "What?"
Bella bit her lip and said almost too quietly for me to hear over the music, "Three years ago I saw you at the first party of the year and for the only time in my life, I wanted to be my roommate so I could kiss you."
I was confused and so I asked, "Why would you have wanted to be your roommate?"
Again she answered quietly, "Because she was your date that night. Jessica Stanley. And she was all over you; and I wanted to be her. But instead I was stuck with Mike Newton, who was all over me."
I laughed and said, "I wanted to be Mike Newton that night and for the next three months, because he got to be with you. Why did you ever date him?"
Bella laughed and said, "He's sweet. A bit overenthusiastic and somewhat delusional, but still sweet. He was kind of like a lost puppy and I couldn't turn him away."
I nuzzled my nose along her cheek and whispered in her ear, "Are you gonna turn me away if I get overenthusiastic?"
I felt Bella shiver as my breath tickled her ear. She turned her face slightly so she could speak into my ear and said, "I encourage you to do whatever you want with me."
I pulled back slightly to look into her eyes when she said that. Her brown eyes twinkled with mischief and lust. I smirked at her and wiggled my eyebrows and replied, "Whatever I want? You might regret sayin' that."
I watched her eyes become serious and she said, "I've waited three years for you and I won't regret anything I get to do with you Jasper."
I crushed my lips to hers once again. Bella's hands stroked my face and neck, trying to pull me closer. One of my hands rested on her back and pulled her tight against me and the other slid down to her short skirt. My fingers found the bottom edge and my fingertips rubbed the silky smooth skin of her leg. Bella moaned and hitched her leg up around mine, grinding herself against my arousal. The change in the angle of her leg allowed my hand to slide up her skirt and rub her ass. I felt the lacy material of her thong, the only thing that kept me from completely crossing the boundaries of public indecency.
Bella rolled her hips against me, in time with the music that I had been completely ignoring. Her mouth moved away from mine as she closed her eyes and dropped her head backwards again, her chest pressed against mine, her breasts rising up beneath my chin. I kissed the bottom of her chin and happened to look up as I did so.
Fuckward was glaring at me and shaking slightly with anger. His hands were gripping the edge of the bar table and the reflection on his face from the pulsing lights of the dance floor made him look murderous. I smirked at him and then traced my tongue up Bella's neck to her ear, where I paused to suck her earlobe into my mouth. I forgot about Fuckward before my tongue had even traveled an inch on her perfect porcelain skin. My attention was once again focused on the beauty that was finally mine.
Before we could delve any further into one another, we were approached by Rosalie and Emmett. Bella's head rolled forward and her eyes slowly opened when she heard Rosalie calling her name. Bella softly kissed me once more before she walked a few feet away with Rosalie.
Emmett clapped his hand onto my shoulder and said, "Dude, you got balls to be doing that to her in front of Edward. He's beyond pissed at you."
I looked Emmett square in the eyes, something not many people could do because he towered over everybody except me, and said angrily, "I don't give a shit about how Fuckward feels. She finally chose me and I'm not givin' up the woman I love because of him. He screwed himself over by bein' an asshole and all I've ever cared about is Bella."
Emmett held up his hands and said, "Relax Jasper. It's about fucking time you and Bella got together. We've all watched you two dance around each other for three years. Two people never have had worse timing when it comes to relationships. You kept missing each other when it was so obvious to everyone that you two belonged together. You know why she stays friends with all the guys after they break up?"
I shook my head as I watched her deep in conversation with Rosalie. The two women had their heads close together and Bella was beaming as she looked back at me. I smiled in return and then said to Emmett, "No, I mean, everyone always says we can still be friends when they break up, but no one ever means it. But for some reason with her they always do."
Emmett nodded and said, "It's because each and every one of them knew how she felt about you and they each were hoping to win her heart. They all realized that they never had a chance, but not one of them wanted to let her go completely. They all know she's too special to not have her in their lives. Her friendship's actually worth something to them."
"How do you know that?" I asked as I continued to watch Bella. I understood how they could feel that way about her. Even though I loved her while she dated all of them, I still wanted her friendship. Not knowing if I ever would have a chance with her didn't change the fact that I needed her in my life in some form.
"Bella's like my sister and I watch out for her. I've talked to everyone she's dated and they've all told me the same thing…Bella loves you," Emmett said seriously.
"I love her too. I think she and I need to get outta here for a while. You and Rose won't mind will you? I know your big day's tomorrow, but we need to get away from Fuckward for a bit," I said as I glanced toward Fuckward who was being somewhat restrained and somewhat distracted by all of Bella's ex-boyfriends. Jacob Black gave me a half-smile and a wink when he saw me looking at them. I returned the half-smile and turned back to Emmett.
He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well I don't care if you two leave, but let me check with Rosie."
Emmett pulled Rosalie away and Bella happily returned to me. She wrapped her arms around my waist and asked, "What are they talking about?"
I kissed the top of her head and said, "I asked Emmett if he'd mind if you and I got outta here for a while. He's checkin' with Rose; but if she says it's okay, what do you think about goin' somewhere by ourselves?"
Bella looked up at me, her eyes sparkling and replied, "Definitely. I'll go anywhere with you Jasper."
I leaned down to kiss her, but before our lips could meet, Emmett and Rosalie came back to us. Rosalie was typing something into her phone. She held up one finger before she said, "Okay, I don't care if you two leave; but I want to see you again tonight. Jasper, I just sent you a text with an address. Be there at that club at eleven. We'll try to show up without Edward. Have fun and don't be late."
I practically dragged Bella out of the club, noticing as we left that Tyler Crowley picked up Bella's discarded shirt, held it up toward me and mouthed 'got it' as we slipped through the door and out onto the strip.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and looked at the address Rosalie sent me as we walked down the strip. She didn't include the name of the club, but I figured we'd just take a taxi if it wasn't close to us. Bella drew my attention to her when she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and kissed me. I stopped in the middle of the busy sidewalk to hold onto her and return the kiss, not caring that we were blocking people's path. I heard a few people swear at us, and some catcalls, but most people just ignored us and walked around us.
After a few minutes of making out on the strip, Bella unwound her legs and slid down the front of me. I groaned as her hand massaged my second erection of the night. Then she licked her lips and winked before turning around and taking a few steps away from me. "You coming?" she asked with another wink.
I swallowed hard and took a deep breath before following her as best as I could. I caught up to her in front of the Bellagio's fountains. We sat on a bench and Bella tucked one of her legs under her, turning her body to face me.
I reached out my hand and brushed the back of my fingers down her cheek as I stared at her. She bit her lip and said quietly, "Edward was right you know."
I felt my eyebrows rise as I gave her a confused look and asked, "What was Fuckward right about?"
"I never let loose. I never do anything without a plan. I'm boring. Breaking up with him on the spot and then jumping into your arms isn't me. But damn it Jasper, all I've wanted for the last three years was to be with you and I didn't want to wait one more second. It was impulsive, but it felt right. We've never been single at the same time and you have no idea how much I want to be with you," Bella said with passion.
I couldn't believe what she had said and I'm sure my face reflected that. I told her, "First of all, you're not borin'. There's never been a time that I haven't thought you're the most amazin' woman I've ever met. Second, we have been single at the same time before, but Fuckward screwed me over and asked you out before I could. And third, if you wanna be with me even half as much as I want you, then we aren't ever gonna let each other go."
Bella's eyes had filled with tears as I talked and as soon as I paused, she knelt on the bench and kissed me. My hands immediately found her hips and lifted her onto my lap. She straddled me while she continued to kiss me. My hand had just found its way under her skirt to rub her ass when she sat back from me and asked, "What do you mean Edward asked me out before you could? The night he asked me out, he told me you had taken your girlfriend away for a romantic weekend. I figured you weren't single so I might as well date him while I waited for you."
I clenched my jaw tightly and swallowed before I said, "That's what Fuckward told you? I had to go home for my grandfather's funeral. He knew I was gonna ask you out when I got back to school."
Bella's eyes flashed angrily before she exclaimed, "I'll admit had some fun with him, but you mean to tell me that you and I could've been together for a year by now if it weren't for him? That fucker!"
I smirked at her and said, "And now you know why I call him Fuckward. He just had to ask you out, even though he knew I was in love with you."
Bella's eyes opened wide and she asked, "You're in love with me?"
I felt like I was blushing, but I nodded and added, "I have been for three years."
Bella looked amazed, but she said, "I've been in love with you for that long too."
I couldn't help myself; I had to kiss her again. It was just like in one of those cheesy and predictable movies, once our lips met, the fountains in front of us came to life. We missed the entire show, completely wrapped up in one another to notice the spectacle. Our hands groped each other, our mouths moved frantically with needy kisses, and our bodies rubbed together. The cheering of the gathered crowd at the end of the show brought us out of our bubble. I looked at everyone around us and wondered when they had all appeared because I had definitely missed their arrival.
Bella looked around and blushed when she saw how many people were staring at us. Since she was still on my lap, she buried her head in my chest while I laughed. She eventually picked her head up and I saw that she was laughing too. She shrugged her shoulders and said, "Oh well. I guess everyone got a bit of a free show tonight other than the fountains. What should we do now?"
I thought for a moment and answered, "I say we don't plan what we're gonna do tonight until we have to meet Rose and Em. Let's be spontaneous."
Bella nodded and looked around. Her eyes lit up and she stood up, pulling me with her. "We're gonna start with a drink and a game."
She dragged me across the street and down the other side until she found a small bar situated between some of the hotels. It was busy, but we were able to find a stool at the bar. Bella sat down and I stood behind her. The bartenders ignored us until Bella leaned forward and stuck out her chest. A guy about our age rushed over to help her. She ordered something for us, but I couldn't hear what it was over the noise in the bar.
"What'd you order for us?" I asked her.
Bella smirked and answered, "Well, I think we need a challenge. I don't wanna sit here all night, so I ordered Emmett's favorite drink and whoever finishes it first gets to decide what we do next."
I nodded in response to her challenge. I wasn't sure if Bella had ever had an Irish Car Bomb before, but I was looking forward to seeing how she'd do. The bartender put two half pints of Guiness stout on the bar and two shot glasses full of Irish Cream and whiskey next to it. Bella handed me a beer and a shot glass before picking up her own.
"On the count of three drop the shot glass in the beer, first empty glass back on the bar wins," the bartender said loudly. He was apparently our judge for the contest.
When he yelled three, we both dropped the shot into the beer and drank as quickly as we could. I didn't take my eyes off Bella the whole time. The way she tipped her head back and smoothly swallowed the drink in just a few seconds turned me on completely. She slammed her glass onto the bar a second before I did and then licked her lips slowly and sensually while looking directly into my eyes. With a wink at me, she turned back to the bartender and asked, "How much for the drinks? I have somewhere I wanna take him right now."
I looked at the bartender and his jaw had dropped as he stared at Bella. He shook his head and said, "They're on the house. That was fucking hot." He looked at me, his eyes rather glazed over, and said, "Dude, she can swallow. Go wherever she wants to take you and have a great night."
I wrapped my arm around Bella and said to him, "Oh I plan on havin' a great night. Thanks for the drinks."
We walked out of the bar and Bella hailed a taxi. She told the driver where to go before I could hear and then she successfully distracted me until the taxi came to a stop. I paid our fare and Bella pulled me from the car and into a hotel. Bella made me close my eyes as she bought us some tickets and she didn't let me look at any signs. I had no idea where we were until we got into an elevator. The elevator we entered wasn't a normal elevator. We ascended over a hundred floors in about half a minute. At the top of the Stratosphere Hotel were a bunch of rides and I stared at Bella in shock.
"We only have time for one ride before we have to meet Rose and Em, so I picked the one that scared me the most. We're gonna ride Insanity," Bella exclaimed.
After waiting in line, we got into a pair of seats that were lifted out and over the side of the building. It spun us faster and faster until we were tilted to angle where we could see the whole strip spinning over 900 feet below us. I looked at Bella as we spun and her whole face was lit up with excitement. I was so in love with her and rather scared since there was nothing between us and the ground which I could barely see.
Once the ride was over, we took another taxi to the address Rosalie had given me. We arrived at the club about twenty minutes early, so we waited outside for Rosalie and Emmett to arrive. Bella snuggled into my side and rested her head on my chest. I held her close to me and rubbed her shoulder and arm. I never wanted to let her go and a sign caught my eye that made me wonder if I'd ever have to again.
"Earlier you said you'd encourage me to do anythin' I want with you. How spontaneous do you wanna be tonight?" I asked as I looked at the buildings that surrounded us.
A/N: That was the perfect place to stop Part One; don't you think? Lots of reviews will get you part two and it will be worth it. It's already finished, but I'm greedy and want feedback before I post it! Just to tease you more, 5 of the 11 pages are lemons. If you want to read more, please review! Alright, I'll make it easy on you. Decide which letter best applies, click review and just type the letter in the review box…more is not necessary, merely appreciated!
A) I'd encourage Jasper to do anything he wants with me too. Bring on the lemons!
B) I'm curious as to what will happen next.
C) Even the promise of lemons won't have me reading Part Two.
D) (Feel free to leave your own comments)
Thank you! Until next time!
