A/N: I do not own the characters of Twilight or the copyrighted material mentioned in this chapter.

Okay, I am sooooo sorry it's taken FOREVER to update! As penance, I'm going to give you a chapter from Mr. Whitlock's POV. *gasp* I hope you all enjoy!

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Jasper's POV

I picked up a stray t-shirt lying on my bedroom floor and threw it into the hamper, simulating a sweet jump shot. Alice would be arriving soon to help me run lines for the play and I gave my room one last once over before deeming it acceptable. Alice had never been in my room before and for some reason I was particularly nervous.

Scratch that. I knew damned well why I was nervous. In the short time I had known Alice, I had completely fallen for her. She was infectious. Everything from her laugh, to her smile, to the wonderful way she made people feel special and important. She was the type of girl I could just be myself around. I didn't have to play any sort of role or try too hard.

For the past couple of days, I'd been wanting to tell Alice how I felt, but I'll admit that I was scared shitless. Expressing love to someone is huge, and even though Alice had been nothing but wonderful, I wasn't exactly sure how she felt. It scared me to know that I'd be putting myself out there like that. What if she didn't feel the same? What if she was just looking for something casual? What if she was just humoring me because she's a nice person?

I couldn't deny how wonderful it was to hold her in my arms the night we watched movies, or kissing her delectable lips the next morning. I swear, it took every ounce of willpower I had to not take her right there on the counter. Thank God Rose and Bella interrupted us. Otherwise, Alice may have gotten more than she bargained for when she agreed to a friendly sleepover.

Looking at the clock, I noticed Alice would be here any minute. I took another look at my room (I either have a mild case of OCD or I was just overly nervous) and started to walk out. Then, out of nowhere I had the most delicious memory of Alice's breathy, "yes" during the horror movie marathon. Now, I've heard women get that breathy sound to their voices (my buddies back in Texas and I used to sneak big brothers', uncles', and fathers' pornos and watch them to "educate" ourselves on what satisfies a woman), but when I heard that one word creep from Alice's lips, I thought I would embarrass myself and come undone (pun intended).

The next morning…ah, the next morning was even better. Having the opportunity to worship that beautiful mouth of hers was sheer heaven. Standing snuggly in between Alice's thighs wasn't anything to laugh at either. I could have stayed there forever, with less clothing of course, but I'm not complaining.

Just then I heard the doorbell ring and nearly sprinted down the stairs to the door. I quickly opened it and was greeted with the most beautiful smile from the most beautiful girl in the world.

"Hey, sweetie," she exclaimed, while pulling me in for a quick peck and hug. Not wanting to let her go, I held on to her for a few extra seconds while her hands made their way into my hair. If this girl only knew what that did to me.

Fearing she would know all too soon, I pulled back and said, "Hey there, darlin'. Thanks for helping me out tonight," with a wide smile spreading across my face.

"No problem, partner," she responded in an overly exaggerated Texan accent.

I rolled my eyes and laughed while taking her hand and leading her upstairs.

"Um, Jas, where are we going?"

I decided to play with her a bit. "Upstairs. To bed."

She immediately stood frozen with wide eyes and mouth agape. I laughed. I couldn't help myself. She playfully slapped my arm once she came out of her trance.

"You little shit," she exclaimed while laughing.

"But I'm yours," I said, while pulling her in close and softly kissing her lips.

Damn, you taste good.

Alice giggled against my mouth and my heart melted.

Oh yeah, I've got it bad.

Breaking our contact, I continued walking up the stairs. Alice still seemed a little nervous, so I tried to reassure her. With a sigh I said, "I promise I'll be a complete gentleman. I just thought we could practice upstairs in case Mom or Dad want to hang around down here."

"Okay," she responded in an almost robotic manner.

Her hesitance weirded me out a little. I told her I wouldn't try anything, yet she was still hesitant in coming into my room. Crazy thoughts started running through my mind as I became self-conscious and insecure. I tried to shrug it off, but I couldn't deny that her sudden change in behavior hurt a little.

Does she not trust me?

Once we arrived in my room, I made sure to leave the door open so she wouldn't feel like I was going to corner her or anything.

"Is Rose here?" she asked, after taking a seat at my desk.

"Um, no. She's out with Emmett. Why?"

"No reason. Just curious."

What the fuck is going on? How did everything just shift so quickly?

Feeling completely uncomfortable, I handed her my script, asking her to read the parts opposite my character. We came upon a part that made my heart twist as soon as she read aloud.

"Good Lord for alliance! Thus goes everyone to the world but I, and I am sunburnt; I may sit in a corner and cry 'heigh-ho!' for a husband," Alice quickly read.

"Lady Beatrice, I will get you one," I replied.

"I would rather have one of your father's getting. Hath your grace not a brother like you? Your father got excellent husbands, if a maid could come by them."

The tension in the air grew thick. I couldn't for the life of me figure out what had gone wrong between her walking in the front door and stepping foot into my room. Lost in my thoughts, Alice's voice brought me back to reality.

"Jasper!"

"What? Oh. Where were we?"

"Your father got excellent husbands, if a maid could come by them," she repeated.

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes for a moment and then looked directly into Alice's eyes, sensing distance. This was not going to be easy.

"Will you have me, lady?" I croaked. My throat was suddenly dry due to my increasing insecurity and fear.

Alice spoke the next line softly, refusing to look at me. "No, my lord, unless I might have another for working-days. Your Grace is too costly to wear everyday. But I beseech your Grace to pardon me; for I was born to speak all mirth and no matter."

I stared at her dumbfounded for a moment. This scene seemed all too real for some reason.

Does she want to break up with me?

"Your silence most offends me, and to be merry best becomes you..." I managed to get out, but couldn't take it anymore.

I walked over to Alice, kneeled in front of her and stared into her now teary eyes.

Why is she crying? Dammit, she does want to break up with me!

For moment I wanted to run and lock myself away, but at that moment I knew I couldn't lose her. She was the one, and I didn't care if we were only teenagers. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this girl. Mom always said that I would know when the right girl came along, and Alice was everything that was right in my world.

"Alice. What's wrong?"

Alice lowered her gaze and shook her head. She was really starting to scare me now. I searched her face for some sort of light or glimmer of hope, but all I saw was despondence.

Okay, it's now or never. I can't lose her.

"Alice, I love you."

I heard a sharp intake of breath and watched as Alice slowly lifted her head and looked at me in shock.

"Wh-what did you say?" she asked.

"I said, I love you."

"I-I thought you wanted to break up with me."

Completely shocked, I pulled her into my arms. "Why on earth did you think that?"

She pulled back, sniffling a little. "Well, after you told me that you would be a complete gentleman it seemed like you were kind of disappointed."

"Disappointed?"

"Yeah, because I wasn't flying upstairs to sleep with you. So many guys are quick to drop a girl who isn't….easy. I figured you weren't like that, but for a split second I was scared that you were that type of guy and it killed me."

Even though it was the most inopportune time, I couldn't hold back the chuckle that bubbled within my chest.

"Alice, even though I would love for you to fly up the stairs to sleep with me, I wasn't disappointed. I was just teasing you and trying to get a rise out of you, that's all. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable or think badly of me."

"Oh..." she said, as her face turned a deep shade of red.

I smiled and continued. "To be frank, I thought you were growing tired of me and wanted to break up."

Her eyes became wide with surprise. "Break up with you? That was the farthest thing from my mind!"

I leaned in and gently pressed my forehead against hers. "Darlin', you have no idea how relieved I am!"

I closed my eyes, thanking God that everything was okay when I felt her arms snake around my neck, pulling me closer.

"I love you too," she said quietly, with such emotion I thought my heart would burst.

I pulled back my head to look into her eyes and noticed a few stray tears falling down her cheeks. I lightly wiped them away with my thumbs.

"Baby, please don't cry," I whispered.

"Oh Jas... I just feel a little overwhelmed. I'm not sad. These are happy tears."

Breathing a sigh of relief, I said, "Good. I think we've experienced enough tension for one night."

My heart swelled when I saw her beautiful smile once again.

"You make me happy, Jas. I knew you were out there; I just didn't know when you'd come along. I'm glad it was sooner rather than later," she said with a giggle.

"Alice, I can't even describe how happy I am whenever you're around. I feel like I've found my other half, my better half, and I thank God and my parents for bringing me to Forks. I found my own person angel. You're The One."

I didn't think Alice's smile could grow any bigger, but it did. I reveled in her happiness and slowly leaned in to brush my lips against hers. The electricity that surged through my body was so intense that it kind of scared me. I had never felt like this before. Before I realized what I was doing, I deepened our kiss, needing her to be closer; wanting to feel as much of her against my body. Alice eagerly responded by wrapping her legs around my waist from her seated position.

As my hands gripped her waist, I felt her tongue enter my mouth. The feeling of our tongues passionately dancing elicited a loud moan that I couldn't hold back. Needing to get off of my knees, I slid my hands down a little so that I held Alice's hips and quickly stood up, Alice's body clinging to mine and never breaking contact.

I walked us over to my bed and gently laid both of us down on the soft comforter. Both of us were breathing rather hard, so I pulled away and began kissing down Alice's jaw until I came to her neck. I breathed in deeply, taking in her intoxicating scent. Alice arched her back, bringing the soft skin of her neck right to my lips. I hungrily kissed her soft skin while my hands trailed down her sides. My hands stopped at the hem of her shirt and I lightly skimmed my fingers underneath it to feel her warm skin. I hesitated going any higher because I didn't want to make her uncomfortable. All of these fears were wiped away when both of Alice's hands disappeared under my shirt. I inhaled sharply when I felt her nails lightly rake over my entire back in long strokes. My skin vibrated wherever her fingers made contact with my flesh and I lost all ability to think coherently.

"Damn, baby, you drive me crazy," I croaked, barely able to breathe.

"Jasper," she whispered. "I love you."

That's all I needed. I began to kiss her again, knowing I was going to lose myself. Just then I felt her begin to pull my shirt over my head.

Holy shit! Is this really going to happen here and now?

Just when my t-shirt was about to come completely off, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Fuck," I exclaimed, and literally leapt off of Alice and my bed while pulling my shirt back down.

Alice sat up quickly looking confused and disheveled and I hastily tossed my script at her.

"Jasper, honey, are you up here?"

"Yeah, Mom," my voice cracked. "Alice and I are running lines for the school play."

Alice quickly straightened her clothes, jumped off the bed and over to my desk, where she previously sat. I ran my hands through my hair to smooth it down just as my mother walked into my door. I held my breath as she looked at both of us.

Please, God, don't let her figure out what we were doing...or about to do!

"Hi, Mrs. Whitlock," Alice said cheerfully as she greeted my mother with a smile. She looked so calm and poised. You would have never known that we were just groping each other thirty seconds ago.

"Hi, dear! Are you two okay?"

"Yes! Jas is doing really well with his lines! I can't wait to see him in the play!"

"Neither can his father and I!"

I had just started to breathe again when my mom looked at me. "Don't study too hard, okay, hun?"

She winked at me while I quickly nodded my head and responded, "Yes, ma'am."

Mom finally walked away and I exhaled like I had been under water for the past five minutes. Alice jumped up from her seat and placed her hand over my heart.

"Jas, your heart is beating so fast. I could practically see it from where I was sitting," she said with a giggle.

"Well, my mom almost caught us making out on my bed…in my room…in my house…with her here!"

"Shhh. It's okay. Everything is okay. Just calm down."

I must have looked like a scared child who needed to be pacified because Alice reached up and lightly placed her hand on my cheek. "I'm here."

I stepped closer, taking her in my arms once again.

"Forever?" I asked.

"Absolutely, Jasper Whitlock. Forever and ever!"

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So am I forgiven? *giggle*