I thought it would take weeks to write my next story, but I finished it in like 4 days. I will not post any of it until the sequel to it is done. I am working on the sequel now. So technically, this means my hiatus is over. I will be updating this one more often then I had planned.
This chapter is dedicated to the shirtless pic I have of Jackson. On my b/g. And you are jealous.
I seriously don't know what I was thinking when I wrote this chapter. It is pointless. R&R -Alice xoxo
Chapter 2:
Alice wasn't sure if she was going to cry, faint or what. The picture in her back pocket - well, that was much different. Yes, in general he still looked the same. But now, his blue eyes sparkled and the way the light hit off of his hair made it look like he had natural highlights. Alice fought with all she had not to fangirl scream.
"Hey, little darlin'," Jasper said and Alice smiled. He took her hand in his and pressed his lips lightly to it. She knew her heart stopped beating. "Are you ok?" He asked when he pulled her hand away from his lips, however their fingers where still twined together.
"Yeah, I'm perfectly fine," Alice said. Her voice was so high. She blushed and Jasper smiled before freeing his hand from Alice's.
"Ok, I'm going to get settled in," Jasper said before picking his stuff up and heading for the stairs. All Alice wanted was to follow him. But that would be considered "stalkerish." Not that she never wanted to stalk him. When she was 15, she told her friends at school that she'd wait outside his house until he loved her. The memory seemed foolish now. Alice couldn't help laughing at it.
"What?" Rosalie asked. Alice had all but forgotten her existence. She stopped laughing and looked up.
"Nothing…" She lied.
Rosalie gasped in realization. "You like him, don't you?"
Alice blushed. "No," she lied for the second time in two minutes. "I just met him."
"Are you sure?" Rosalie rolled her eyes. "I hate going places with him. All the girls chase him and scream 'I love you Jasper' and stuff. I don't want my best friend to be like that, too." She crossed her arms over her chest and Alice sighed. She hated lying to her best friend.
A few minutes later, Jasper came back downstairs. He was wearing board shorts and a white shirt. "I'm going swimming," he said, "would either of you beautiful girls like to join me?"
Rosalie sort of sighed in annoyance, and Alice didn't know what to say. Swimming. Jasper will be shirtless. She spent any chance she got at the computer in her high school career trying to find shirtless pictures of him. She asked on all the message boards she could find, checked Google, Tinypic, and Photobucket, with no luck whatsoever. Since today is the best day of her life, she know she wont be disappointed.
"Yeah," she answered. "I just have to go find a bathing suit somewhere."
"Ok, I'll wait here," Jasper said and Alice went upstairs to her new bedroom. She searched through the dressers but the only thing she could find that fit her was a string bikini. As she stripped her clothes, she ran her fingers over the scars on her flesh. She hated looking at her body.
Once Alice had her bathing suit on, she put a long shirt over top of that and went back downstairs to meet Jasper.
"You ready, Darlin'?" He asked when he saw her. She nodded as he took her hand and lead her to the back where the indoor pool was located. Once they got there, Jasper took his shirt of and for probably the millionth time that day, Alice stopped breathing.
She had tried so many times to picture him shirtless, but nothing in her imagination was like the real thing. She thought it would be weird if she just randomly started touching it.
"You commin' in, beautiful?" He asked. Alice didn't notice that he had already gotten in. The water dripped from his hair and made him look 100 different types of sexy.
Alice looked down at the shirt that she had on. She would have to take it off before getting in, but she didn't want Jasper to see her scars. But she did want to go swimming…
She sighed in defeat, pulled the fabric off of her body, and jumped into the water. It was colder than she thought. Alice crossed her arms over her chest and shivered.
"What's the matter, sweetie?" Jasper asked, coming closer to Alice.
"Nothing," she said, "I'm just cold, that's all."
"Well, I can fix that," Jasper said. Alice obviously didn't object when he picked her up, the way you would when you carried your new wife over the threshold. He got out of the pool and placed her in the hot tub. He pressed the button on the wall to turn the bubbles on.
"Feel better?" He asked, before coming over and sitting next to her. She nodded. "So, I'm surprised you haven't fangirl screamed by now."
"What do you mean?" Alice asked, pretending like she didn't know.
"You've never seen any of my movies?" he asked. She shook her head. Alice, your a dirty little liar, she thought.
"I didn't have a computer and I wasn't aloud to watch T.V. so I wasn't up-to-date with all of the teen heartthrobs and whatnot," she said. "I didn't even know you where famous until just now."
"Oh yeah, well why was it that when I met you, you looked like you where going to cry or faint or something?" He asked.
"Because your beautiful," Alice said without thinking about it. When she realized what she said, she gasped. "I wasn't suppose to say that out loud."
Jasper just smiled. "Don't worry. I get that all the time. And for the record, I'd be lying if I said you weren't beautiful either."
Alice blushed and looked down. "Thanks…I think," she said before sighing tiredly. "This hot water is making me tired. I'm going to get out before a I fall asleep in here." She stood up but Jasper grabbed her by her wrist to stop her. He spun her around so she was facing him.
"What happened?" He asked, running his finger over one of the scars on her skin. It was a newer one, so it was bright red in color. She winced when he touched it because it still hurt a little.
"My parents would cut me when I didn't do something they wanted me to. It's no big deal. I'll never see them again." Jasper continued to drag his finger over each individual scar. Then, for one quick second, he traced over her belly button in a way that was not saying, "Wow, Alice, I'm really sorry about all of your scars," it said, "I want to do so many bad things with you." He pulled away once he knew that she knew.
"Sorry," he said. Alice could hear the double meaning. "Uhm, yeah I think I'm going to get out too." Jasper got out and Alice followed. He handed her a towel and left without even getting one for himself.
Alice wasn't exactly sure what just happened.
