Chapter 5 – Interrogations, First Meetings, & Sweet Goodbyes

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A/N: Thank you all for the reviews, I really appreciate it. Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I was a little bit busy and feeling a little out of it, and I don't write when I'm out of it because I only want to give y'all my best work. So, I'm looking for a beta for this story, I sent out a few requests and didn't get anything back, so if you know anyone who would be interested, let me know. Keep up with the reviews, and I'll keep up with the story.

JPOV

"Oh dear brother of mine?" Oh shit, she either wants something or she knows something, either way this is not good.

"Yes Rose?" I reply, shrinking back into the pillows.

"A little birdie told me you came by the bakery earlier today." I nod my head in confirmation. "She also said that you came by to get breakfast after your conversation, the strange thing is I was working the counter all morning, and I didn't see you at all."

"Yeah, I was in a hurry to get to the post office, and I totally forgot about getting breakfast."

"Cut it Jazz, that's bullshit and you know it!" She countered. "Here's what I think. You did something stupid, and you booked it before Bella could catch on, am I correct?" I exhaled heavily, replaying the conversation between Bella and I in my head for what feels like the millionth time today.

"You could say that." Rosalie gave me a look saying 'what the hell did you do this time,' so I quickly continued. "I don't know Rose, its like every time I'm near her I don't have control of my mind or my body. Fuck Rose, you know how I feel about her, I..I..I love her and I don't know what to do about it! I don't want to ruin what we have now by making a complete ass out of myself!"

"Jazz..." Rose started, but I was quick to cut her off.

"NO Rosalie, I can't just put myself out there like that, I have no idea how or what she's feeling, and until I get some sort of sign from her that she would be even remotely interested in more than friendship I'm stuck."

"Whatever Jazz, I've already told you a numerous amount of times that she feels the same way, but you go ahead right ahead and play chicken shit, because apparently you don't care enough about yourself or her to do shit about it!" With that she got up and stormed out of my room, leaving me completely slack jawed and feeling a little bit determined. Getting out of bed, throwing on some clothes, I went out in search of Rose. Searching almost every room in the house, I made a last ditch effort and wandered into the kitchen, and what do you know? Rose was sitting at the island, head in hand stirring a cup of tea.

"Rose?" Whipping her head around, I could see that her eyes were a little red and puffy, looking like she was crying. "Oh god, Rose whats wrong?"

"Jazz, I just want the two of you to be happy, I'm sorry I got so mad at you, but you're both just so stubborn!"

"Aww...Rosie, I'm sorry. I want to say something, anything o her to let her know how I feel, I just don't think I could handle it if she rejected me." She looked like she was about to disagree, so I quickly added, "and before you say it, I know you think she feels the same way, but I just don't know for certain that she does, and I can't chance losing the connection that we have."

"OK Jazz, I'll let it go," she said, but under her breath I could have sworn I heard 'for now.' "Now, where are you going, you got changed back into regular clothes." Looking down at my outfit, quickly remembering why I had gotten changed.

"Well, I was going to run over to Bella's really quick, see if she needed anything to prepare for the party." Rose got a strange look on her face, and quickly jumped up.

"Do me a favor, and bring something to her?" I nodded my head, and Rose quickly ran up the stairs, returning moments later carrying a small bag.

"What is it?" I asked, trying to peek into the bag. Rose quickly slapped my hand away.

"Don't you dare look in this bag Jasper Hale! I'm warning you, I will beat your skinny ass if you do!" I saw no trace of humor in her stance or face, and I knew better than to fuck with Rosalie, it's true, she could beat my ass.

"Aye Captain." I replied in a mock salute. She rolled her eyes and thrust the bag at me.

"Just deliver it without looking at it will you?" With a nod of my head, I grabbed my keys and bolted for the door."Dumbass!!" Rosalie yelled, causing my to erupt in boisterous laugh.

Getting into my car, I debated on looking in the bag or not. Settling on the fact that I would rather not be bruised for the party, I just dropped it in the passenger seat and started off to my destination. Its a rather short drive from our house to Bella's, so I arrived in less than fifteen minutes. Looking at the time I saw that it was already 9 o'clock. 'Hmm...she should still be awake right? Should I have called her before hand?' Looking at the house again, I notice the light in her bedroom was on. Getting up my nerve and giving myself a pep talk, I walked up to the door and rang the bell. I waited for her to come to the door, rocking nervously on the balls of my feet. I could hear her footsteps through the house, stopping at the door for a minute before she opened it sounding out of breath and looking flushed.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, shock evident in her voice. Apparently my little pep talk didn't work, because I suddenly got extremely nervous and forgot why I was here. Looking down, I remembered the bag Rosalie had given me.

"Umm... Rose asked me to bring this over to you, said it was important." I replied, holding the bag out for her to take. She gently pulled it from me, ever so lightly touching my hand in the process, and I felt that familiar spark I got every time we came in contact.

"Thank a lot Jazz, would you like to come in?" She asked, sounding a little unsure. I quickly nodded and she stepped off to the side. "I was just about to have a beer, want one?"

"Sure, thanks Bella." She went into the kitchen to retrieve them from the fridge. Coming back beers in hand, she took her seat on the couch and told me to do the same. We sat there, chatting about the past, how things at the bakery are going, and how things are going for me in the office.

"Bells, I'm a psychologist and don't get me wrong, I love what I do, just sometimes it takes a toll on you." She gave me a sympathetic look and asked If I wanted to talk about it. "I can't talk about it Bells, you know that, but thank you for offering." She gave me a small smile.

"Just remember Jazz, I'm always here for you." She whispered, enveloping me in her tiny embrace. I nodded against her shoulder. She pulled back, looking into my eyes, searching for something. Slowly she started leaning forward, almost as if she was going to kiss me. WAIT, is she going to kiss me?!? Just as that thought popped into my head, the cat hissed at something and Bella jumped back to the other side of the couch. I stood up abruptly looking at my watch.

"Umm... It's getting late, I should probably head home." I said, shuffling over to the door.

"Yeah, umm...I'll see you tomorrow Jazz." I gave her a quick smile and a goodnight, and I showed myself to he door. Quickly getting in my car and driving home, I decided it was best to not distract myself with thoughts of our almost kiss until I made it safely back to the house.

Twenty minutes later, I was back in my room, laying on my bed staring at the ceiling, the night replaying in my head. Was she going to kiss me? Was I imagining it? Maybe she say a fuzz on the back of the couch and was trying to reach for it? Riiiight, that was likely to happen, I snorted at that thought. Maybe she did have feelings for me. For right now, all I knew was that I was going to make some sort of move at the party tomorrow. What I didn't know yet, but I had to do something. With my feelings resigned, I fell into a peaceful sleep, dreaming of different ways to woo Bella.

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A/N: I was going to end it here, but the creative juices were still flowing, so I figured I'd change it up a bit....

RPOV

Waking up early the next morning, excited for the day to come, I remembered my discussion with Jasper the night before. Those two are so blind to the others emotions its not even funny. I really hope my plan for tonight works. Getting out of bed I walked over to Jazz's room to make sure he was awake.

Knocking on the door, I hollered inside.

"Jazz are you up?"

"Yeah, I'll be out in a minute."

"M'kay, I'm gonna jump in the shower real quick, I'll meet you downstairs." I hurried myself in getting ready, we had a lot of things to do, and not a lot of time to do them in. An hour later I was dressed in a form fitting red button up, the top few undone showing a nice amount of cleavage, a black pencil skirt, and my black leather pumps. I met Jazz in the kitchen for some coffee and we were off. The first stop on our list was McCarthy's Tailor Shop, we had to pick up Jasper's tuxedo for tonight. Walking in, someone yelled that they would be right out.

"Well hey there gorgeous, what can I do for you?" Turning around to see who was speaking to me, I saw this big bear of a man. 'Oh My God! He is gorgeous!' He was tall, about 6'8" all muscle, brown curly hair, deep brown eyes, and oh god, that smile. Shiny white teeth and these cute little dimples on his cheeks. Clearing my throat I answered him.

"Hi my name is Rosalie and this is my brother Jasper, we're here to pick up his tux." He was still just standing there staring at me, so I waved my hand in front of his face. "Hello, anybody in there?" I giggled when he snapped to.

"Umm...yeah, your last name please Rosie?" Rosie?!? What the hell?!? Actually I kinda like it when he says it.

"That would be Hale handsome, and you are?" I asked, giving him the most seductive smile I could muster.

"Emmett McCarthy at your service ma'am" he replied using the same dimpled grin.

"Well, its a pleasure to meet you Emmett." He hurried to the back get Jazz's tux, all the while Jasper is snickering in the corner. "What are you laughing at Jasper?" I asked glaring at him. He just shook his head and piped up a 'nothing" before turning back to the counter.

"Here you go, your total is $2,162. Will that be cash or credit sir?" He asked Jasper. Instantly I reached in my purse and pulled out my shiny platinum credit card.

"Credit," I replied, handing it to him. Handing me back the card and my receipt, I decided to be brave and wrote my number down with a little note at the bottom. Handing it back to him, I grabbed jasper and quickly made it to the exit.

EMPOV

Looking down at the receipt in my hand I smiled widely. '555-2164 Call me some time monkey man xoxo Rosie.' I just may have to do just that.

A/N: So what did you think?? Review please and maybe I'll be nice and post another chapter later on today!