A/N: Same as before, thanks to dellaterra and smallandirritating.
Edward/Jasper
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It's dark out. The whole day has passed me by. Again.
"You're not coming to Emmett's party," he accuses.
My eyes don't leave the screen; my fingers don't pause on the keys. "I've got a deadline."
"You don't do anything but work. For months now."
I don't answer.
"Tonight is important."
"Next year," I say with a wave of my hand. "I promise."
He slams the door shut behind him.
Hours later I'm done.
11:26pm.
I think of him alone at midnight. I think of his soft lips, and I want them against my own as the New Year begins.
I grab my coat, and hope that I'm not too late.
.
The air is heavy with fog, but for once my head is clear.
I think of him.
Those times he made me dinner, which went untouched as I stayed locked in my office. The nights he woke up alone, while I fell asleep on my desk. The disappointment in his eyes when I worked through Christmas.
All the words he's been saying that I haven't heard.
Damn it, I think to myself, and press harder on the gas pedal. Damn it.
11:57pm.
There is nowhere to park. I search the street in a panic, and finally pull into someone's driveway.
.
The house is full, and everyone is shouting.
Three! Two! One!
Each person grabs their lover and pulls them close.
He's in the corner, alone. I push forward, but the crowd is thick.
I watch as Emmett walks up to him, and pulls him into his arms.
Jasper falls into his embrace, and wipes a tear from his cheek.
Finally, I reach him.
"Jasper."
Emmett glares at me but leaves.
"Sorry I'm late," I mumble, and take a step closer. "Happy New Year."
I reach for his hand, but he pulls it back.
"Happy Anniversary," he says and walks away.
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