Bella pov

Waking up in a nice comfortable bed and warm, I knew instantly I wasn't in my horrible cold room at the halfway house. 'Where the Hell am I?!' was one of the many things running through my head but one of the biggest question that was screaming through my head was 'WHO THE HELLS IS SPOONING ME?'

Trying to get out without waking the person behind me I ran to the what looked like the bathroom. Having a look around for a window or something that could help me escape the person in the other room I found the clothes I should be wearing, HOLY SHIT I'VE SLEPT WITH A TWAT! WHAT THE HELL DID I DRINK?

Half way through my miniature break down everything came back to me from last nigh... THANK GOD I was only at Jaspers!

WAIT! WHAT! OMG, i silently smiled and did a little victory dance in JASPERS bathroom! i'm JASPER HALES wait for it... GIRLFRIEND AAAAAAAAA! Taking Jaspers sweats off I hopped into the shower before I leave and steal some breakfast.

After 20 minutes in the shower I found some clothes that looked like something Jazz wouldn't miss, i throw it on as fast as i could and put my hair up in a messy bun since it was still damp. Quickly as I could without making any noise, so i won't destrube Jaspers sleep, i crept out the room and down the stairs, out what looked like the back door whilst clutching an apple i had stolen as well as a bag containing my clothes as I headed from the house.

I knew a shortcut from where I was that took me just out of town, from there i could easily walk to my shit hole and start my homework. Half way up the little pathway that Jasper showed me when we were younger, I recognized the tree that we used to sit at or clime when we hung out together.

Picking up my pace to see if the tree is still there, I found it still the tallest tree around. I sat down just like I would when I was little, I sat on this root that stuck up like I did when I was waiting for Jasper to come and play with me without his dad finding out.

I heard a noise from behind me I just ignoring it I thought of all the times we came here in secrete.

...flashback...

"Bells!" Jasper screamed as he ran towards me. Smiling at his stupid antics and how cute he was, i climbed to my feet to give him a hug that lasted a lot longer than it normally did.

"Ok Jazz what we doing to day and how long we got before you have to go back?" i giggled out as he started to tickle me. 10 minutes later after lot of happy squirrels and me nearly peeing my self, we calmed down another for Jasper to lead me of into the woods. We walk for good hour and a half before coming to a stop in front of a little meadow that Jasper and i found on one of a are many, not all loved and agreed to, hikes.

The Meadow was guarded by the trees that surrounded it, it was myn and Jazzs favorite place to hide when we had the day together.

Not using a picnic blanket and food in the centre where we normally sat, i knew there was something wrong with this arrangement since it meant something had to be going on for Jasper to have to plan this and get it all arranged.

"Jazz what's going on? What's wrong?" I gasp out, not hiding the worry on my face. He just started to chew on his lower lip and admired the floor of the meadows.

I touch his arm to get his attention back to me, whilst saying "Jasper look at me please"

"Sorry its nothing to worry about right this second, i tell you later ok?! smiling at me hopefully, shaking my head but i smile make at him and agreeing to him telling me later.

Two hour of talking and messing about with each other, we finally settled to what the last ray of sunlight leave the meadow. From the corner of my eye i see that Jasper looking at me like a kicked puppy, turning from the sun set to give him my full attention he pulls me into a hug.

"Sorry" was the last think he said before letting me go, he released me from his hug and pulling us up so we could go back home. I wouldn't know what sorry ment till the next day.

...End of flashback…

"Bells?... Bella what you doing sitting here?" I look up to face the person to broke me from my thoughts of the past.

All rights to Stephenie Meyer and sorry that this one so short! i'll make the next one longer.