J.C.'s POV

I was writing a poem about Edward and Harry after I had a talk with them.

Edward

Thinking that he should live up to be a killer and a zero,

But really Edward Cullen is an usually one of a kind of hero.

He loves his Bella so much he gives her what she desires,

Except for turning her into a dangerous killer, a vampire.

Harry

Looking into his green eyes and messy jet black hair,

Harry Potter is as brave and strong like a black bear.

Sometimes he can be stubborn and a real hothead,

that makes his wife Ginny's face turn bright red.

Ealier

I was enjoying the view. Three B's to describe this evening. The moon was big, bright and beautiful. Everything was good, except for Edward and Harry's hate for each other. And of course a group of zombie vampires and dead wizards who are looking for me. I still confused. Why do they want me? How come I got this dragon tattoo? Life is full of bull shit and happy surprises. This is the bull shit surprise.

"Get away from me."

"Up yours!"

"Edward!" Bella said "Why are you so rude?"

"Harry James Potter." Ginny said like his mother. "Why are you so stubborn?"

I turned around from the beautiful midnight sky to see Edward and Harry looking at each other like a pair of wolves, ready to fight to the death. Ginny was trying to restrain Harry from killing Edward. Like Harry had a chance, he was merely human with magical powers from a wand and Edward; well he's a vampire with inhuman strength and speed.

"God what's with you two?" Bella said.

Harry and Edward just stare at each other. Then they just stormed off. Both wives didn't bother to go after them. Guess they just want to let them work it out on their own. I just got up and followed Edward.

He'd stopped by a huge lake. It was like looking at a sad angel, lost from heaven. So I went up to him.

"Hey." I said low.

"Look-Oh sorry, J.C." Edward said in a soft voice.

"It's okay."

"So why are you here?" he asked.

"I couldn't help but notice that you and Harry Potter are having problems with each other." I answered. "So?"

"So what?"

"I'm confused here. You and he are the only ones that hate each other."

Edward was in total silence.

I signed. "Why do you hate him?"

"I don't trust them." He replied. "Especially Potter."

"What do you mean "Especially Potter?" I said in a confused tone.

"I don't like what's he thinking of my family." He said bitterly. "That's what I mean when I said "Especially Potter."

"How can you tell what's he thinking of you're family." I chuckled a little. "You can read minds or something?"

"Yes." He said. "I really can."

"Can you read my mind?"

"No." He said. "I believe you have a private mind, like Bella."

"You can't read her mind either?"

"I just said that."

"Nobody likes a rude person." I said.

"Sorry." He said in his angelic voice. "It's not like me to be this mean."

"No problem." I just looked at him. Staring. I took a deep breathe. "So, what's he'd been thinking of your family?"

"How we're dangerous. That you and your friend are better off dead than being with a bunch of vampires." He confessed. "And the worst part is…he's right."

I looked deep into his golden eyes. I see was pain, anger, and a little happiness? That's weird.

"Hey!" A voice said. I turned around to see that it was no other than Harry Potter. Oh shit. This can't be good.

"Harry?" I said in a nervous voice. "Why are you here?"

"I couldn't notice that you we're following him after our disagreement and..."

Edward cut him off.

"So you wanted to save her from the big, bad vampire." Edward finished. "Right, Potter?"

"I never said you and your family were-"Harry said.

"Stop with the arguing!" I screamed. "God, you two are unbelievable."

"Sorry." Edward said.

"Is this why you hate each other?" I asked both. They were in total silence. "Come on. Harry, why do you hate Edward?"

"Because." He stopped. Maybe due to telling me the truth of his hatred towards Edward. It can't be that bad. Right?

"He said something about me and my friends. How we can't be trusted." Harry said turning his head to avoid eye contact.

To me this was like a peer meditation session with the disputants and the mediator. And I think I solve the problem.

"So all of this hatred was over some "he said stuff about me." Thing?" I asked. Isn't that something? That's why that were pissed at each other?

"You two should promise to apologize and shake hands."

Both signed.

"I'm sorry for being an arse." Harry said. I almost laughed on how Harry pronounce "ass" with his British accent. Edward however was a different story.

Edward chuckled. "Sorry for being a complete asshole."

"Now shake hands."

Edward and Harry shook hands.

"Do you guys still want to kill each other?" I asked, worrying about either of them was going to kill each other. I don't know why I just thought of that.

"No." Edward said. "I not pissed."

"Neither am I." Harry answered.

"Please don't lie to me." I begged. "I would just lose it."

Harry chuckled. "We're not angry at each other anymore. So calm down."

"Promise me this." I began. "That you'll trust each other. Fight together when the time comes. And from the looks of it, I really hope that you'll do that."

"Alright." Both said together that shocked me and them. We all laughed.

"How did you become a vampire?" Harry asked.

"I was dying from the Spanish flu back in Chicago around 1918." Edward said. "My parents died first before it got to me. Then all I remembered smelling a pleasant scent from Carlisle, my dad, and felling the most burning pain going at my body."

"But." Harry asked. "You said that your parents died first."

"My biological parents." Edward corrected. "Carlisle is my adoptive father. He created me. He told me that my mother Elizabeth said to save me at all cost."

"Even if it meant for you to become an immortal vampire?" I said.

"I guess." He shrugged. "Sometimes I wonder if they wanted me to become the most dangerous predator on this planet."

I put my hands on his shoulders. "You are not a monster."

"But I am." He said with frustration in his tone. "A vampire. People expect me to be a killer."

"Look man." Harry jumped in. "You are who you chose to be. Don't live up to their expectation."

"How would you know?" Edward asked.

"I don't want to even tell you but I will." Harry began. "When I was a baby, my parents were murdered by this wizard, Lord Voldemort."

"Voldemort?" Edward asked.

"Yeah, Voldemort." Harry said bitterly. "Any way, he was going to kill me with a curse and for some reason I survived it. No one in my world ever survived the "Avada Kendvra" curse."

I had a flashback to the dream where I watch the murders of his parents. It scars me. For life.

"The whole wizarding world expected me to do great things. Because I lived after being touch by the most deadly curse ever. The weight of the world on my shoulders." Harry said.

"I know what you mean." I suddenly said. Both boys looked at me. "This is crazy. To be honest, I also feel that the world's weight on my shoulders because a group of vampires and wizards want me."

"Look..." Edward said. I cut him off.

"Edward, Harry." I began. "My life got weirder when I met a group of vampires and wizards. I had no idea that both of your kinds of were real." I stop to breathe. Then I talk some more. "Then this dragon goddess said I was meant to be with you all. Bring you together because. Evil…is….coming." Evil was coming. Are the Volturi and Death Eaters the evil? Or part of something much more deadly? How much you have in common. Did she mean by me and them or all of us together.

"I don't know what I would do without her." Edward said as he looks into the night sky.

"Who?" Harry asked. His emerald green eyes lit up.

"My love, Bella." He answered. "I recall the first day I saw her. She moved to Forks to stay with her dad. But I wasn't thrilled at our first class together. When I smelled her blood from the door, I wanted to kill her so bad. So I avoided her all day and the rest of the week."

"Why?" I asked.

"To protect her from me." Edward answered. "Besides, it's a dangerous attraction for both of us. Bella, a stubborn girl, never gave up getting close to me. She was asking more questions after I saved her from being crushed by a van and raped by a group of men."

"Reminds me of Ginny." Harry said. "She being stubborn at times and the dangerous attraction."

"Like "Romeo & Juliet" I said.

"What?" Harry chuckled.

"Romeo & Juliet" I said. "That story was the case of dangerous attraction or forbidden love is what I called it of two star cross lovers."

A tear left my eye.

"What's wrong?" Edward asked me.

I wiped the tear away. "It was also a tragedy because they both died. They couldn't live without each other so they killed themselves."

"When I though Bella was dead, I couldn't live anymore so I went to Volterra to provoked to Volturi into killing me." Edward said. "But Bella came and I recited the line when Romeo was in the tomb."

"If she came too late, t would have been late Romeo & Juliet." Harry said. "I can not live without Ginny. I broke up with her because I wanted to protect her from Voldemort. He'd used her once because she was my vest friend's sister."

"Two pairs of Romeo and Juliet." I chuckled. "Wish I had one."

"I think you do, J.C." Edward said grinning. "He'd been under your nose all this time."

"Who? You?!" I asked in a serious voice.

"No, Peter Parker." He said, grinning more. His smile was crooked.

"Peter? As in my best friend Peter." I said. "No, not him. He'll never have those feelings for me."

"I read his mind." Edward said. "He really loves you more than a friend."

"You can read minds?" Harry asked the vampire.

"Yeah, it's a special ability that I have as a vampire."

"I never ask you do all vamps read minds." I asked.

"No." He answered. "Some of us have special abilities like Alice can see the future. Or Jane the Volturi guard can cause the allusion of pain. You get the idea."

I laughed. My best friend loves me. "If he'd love me like you said, then why didn't he tell me this? Huh? Why didn't he say something?"

"He was protecting you." Edward said.

"Protecting me? From what himself?" My mind was in a terrible hurricane. Peter was in love with me. Could have told me. It's not like I might feel the same way. I told myself that. Now I feel like crap.

"I got to go." I said. "I need a little chat with Peter."

I found him. "Peter, we need to talk. Now." So I drag him into our room in the tent. "Is it true?"

"Is what true?" He asked.

'You know."

"No I don't."

"Ugh! That you loved me. Is that really true?"

He was in total silence. His mouth wasn't moving but his cheeks were glowing pink. He loved me.

"YOU LIKE ME."

"I didn't say that, Jamie."

"No your cheeks did." I smiled. "And Edward told me."

"How did he know?"

"He can read minds."

"Read minds?"

"Yeah, he can." I whined. "It's a vampire thing."

Peter's POV

"Peter, we need to talk. Now."

I turned only to have J.C. grab my shirt and started to drag me into a room in the tent.

"Is it true?" she asked impatiently.

"Is what true?" I asked.

'You know."

"No I don't."

"Ugh! That you loved me. Is that really true?"

I was in total silence. How can she know? I felt my cheeks blushed in pain. I gave myself away.

"YOU LIKE ME."

"I didn't say that, Jamie."

"No your cheeks did." She smiled. "And Edward told me."

Edward told her? How did he know?

"How did he know?"

"He can read minds."

"Read minds?"

"Yeah, he can." She whined. "It's a vampire thing."

After that, I lost control of myself. The next thing I remember was lips were touching.

J.C.'s POV

His lips were crushing mines. My body was filled with ecstasy of fire. Peter was sucking on my bottom lip, begging for entrance. I let him in to explore. I moaned as I went closer to his body.

His hands went under my red shirt and cupped my breast and squeeze it gently. Then he pushed me against the door, rubbing against me. I wrapped my legs around his waist.

I moaned louder as I felt his manhood getting harder on my soft skin. I notice Peter started to sweat. It wasn't hot in the room. I looked at my skin to see that I too was sweat and glowing. My skin was glowing like fire. It felt it coming. The fire.

"Peter, I can't do this." I said.

He looked at me. His blue eyes filled with love, passion, and sympathy.

"That's okay." He signed. "I was going it stop it any way."

"You don't love me?" I said.

"It's not that. I think..um…" Peter didn't finish because I cut him off.

"You think what, Peter!" I said angrily. "That I'm not good enough for you!?"

"I just don't want to ruin our friendship." He said grabbing my arm.

I yanked it away from him. "Don't touch me!"

"Jamie. What's...?"

"You think you can just take advantage of me?" I said. "Well, you are wrong."

And I stormed away.

Hope you like it.

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