It's my first slash so please be gentle. I wanted it to be something light and smutty, but in the end, it ended up having a plot. I'm still figuring out as I go.

Many thanks to my beta: Evilnat. Go and check her O/S! It's awesome.

You can find on Facebook on my account (Cherry Bella) the banner for this story. Don't forget to check the mean banner my beta did.

Katy Perry inspired to write this. All of it. I'm not a fan of song fics and I won't call this a song fic. There are a few lyrics here and there.

For this chapter, the song choice is ... Hot 'n Cold by Katy Perry (again)

Oh, and as always, Stephenie has it all.

Warning: If you don't like reading slash, stop right here.

EPOV

When we returned home, it was after seven since Jasper's parents kept us for dinner. Bella was tired and kept rubbing her eyes, yawning. At least, she was happy she had seen her friend.

Mom whisked Bella to the bathroom as soon as we were inside, but not before scolding me for not calling to tell her we would be so late. Like she cared a few hours ago. I always took care of Bella. Dad earned enough to be the only one to go to work, and if she really wanted to work, she could do it part-time.

I knew that it would be soon when I'd have a talk with her about me being old enough to stop acting like a parent. I had school, and there was Jasper too. Between them, I had to make time for Bella too. It wasn't that I didn't love her, because sometimes I was sure I loved her more than our parents, but it was simply too much.

Dad asked me to follow him to the living room. This was it. We were going to have that stupid talk.

"Shouldn't we wait for Mom?" I wondered as I stood in front of the couch.

"She told me that she can't be part of this. It's between us," he said, shrugging.

Fucking amazing. Everyone should have such attentive parents, I thought sarcastically.

"Sit down, son."

With a sigh, I plopped down next to him. "Yeah?"

"Look, I don't want to do this any more than you do, but I think it's important. More now."

"Why more? Do you realize that gay couples use protection all the time, unlike straight ones," I grumbled, feeling my ears turn red. I was glad Jasper had taught me a few things in case I had to come up with good arguments.

Dad cleared his throat, clearly embarrassed. "I just want to tell you be careful. There are so many diseases, Edward."

"Dad, we…" I knew I shouldn't tell him such stuff, Jazz had warned me, but I wanted to be clear. "We didn't do anything."

He sighed in relief. "Good, just promise me to be careful. And I think…we should meet him, maybe your mom will loosen up."

"Dad, you know Jasper."

"Not as your boyfriend," he reminded me, making my neck turn red. "Do you think you can do that? Invite him for dinner?"

"Sure. But can we not…talk about this in front of Bella? She's getting ideas," I whispered, looking at my fingers.

"What kind of ideas?" he asked worried.

"Uh, she wanted to know if it was alright if she kissed Alice," I mumbled.

"Let's hope, for your safety, she doesn't say that in front of Esme." He started chuckling and got that twinkling in his eye.

"She won't! She promised." Like she promised not to tell her I kissed Jasper.

"Okay, I think this is enough for both of us," Dad said, getting up. "Oh, do you have money for condoms?"

"Daaad!"

"What? I just told you that I want you safe, Edward."

"I have," I grumbled.

"Money or condoms?"

"Dad, please. And promise not to embarrass me when Jasper's over for dinner," I added.

He nodded, bid me goodnight and left. I rushed to my room, changed my clothes and called Jasper.

"Hello, Edward," he answered on the second ring.

"Hey," I greeted.

"So how did it go?"

"Uh, good? I talked with Dad because Mom is still against this. It wasn't as embarrassing as I thought."

"Great! I thought it would be worse so…I'm kind of here."

"You're here?"

"Yep. The usual spot," he answered and I could feel his smile.

I hung up quickly and dashed down the stairs with a jacket and in my slippers. I opened the back door as quietly as I could before slipping outside and going to our spot. He was leaning against the house with his hands shoved in his pockets, cigarette between his lips.

"Hi!" I said happily as I snatched the cigarette from his lips and kissed him. My stomach still did weird flip flops when we kissed.

"Hi, yourself," he whispered against my lips, opening them and letting me taste his mouth.

We kissed for what seemed like hours until I couldn't keep my hands to myself and the hand that wasn't holding his cigarette went under his shirt. Jasper moaned quietly, shuddering. My fingers reached their destination and squeezed and tugged at his nipple until Jasper wretched his mouth from mine to groan loudly, his head falling back against the wall.

"Fuck, Edward!"

"This weekend," I told him. "I can't wait until this weekend."

"Me either. Can I touch you? Now?"

I nodded eagerly, letting the cigarette fall and he stomped on it with his foot. It was my turn to be pressed against the house as his hands went under my pajama top. They were cold and I couldn't help but shiver. The tips of his fingers danced over my happy trail then over my ribs until his thumbs ran over my nipples. I was so fucking hard that it was painful. Tugging Jasper to me, I pressed my dick to his, thrusting into him. He was just as hard as me and I knew that we were moments away from exploding.

"Can you be really quiet?" he whispered.

"If you kiss me, I'll be," I murmured.

"My mouth might be preoccupied. Do you think you can stay quiet?"

I swallowed thickly, realizing what he wanted to do. After a moment of thinking, I nodded eagerly, fisting my hand, ready to bite on it if necessary.

Jasper knelt at my feet and slowly lowered my pajama pants. It was so cold that I was thankful he only got my dick out or I'd freeze. He looked up at me, licking his lips and I felt my heart bursting as though I was running a marathon. With a smile, he cupped the base of my dick and ran the flat of his tongue from the base to the tip where he wrapped it around the purple head making me bite my fist. It felt so damn good. The cold air hitting the wet part seemed to arouse me further. After Jasper repeated the process a few times, he finally wrapped his full lips around the tip and sucked making my eyes roll in the back of my head. Slowly, he took me further into his hot mouth, sucking vigorously until I felt the back of his throat. Was he doing it? I wondered silently as my fingers grasped his blond locks.

Jasper moved back and returned to licking and sucking the tip of my erection. My eyes crossed and I swore under my breath and his teeth scraped the soft skin. Then he plunged on my dick, taking me deep, so deep I could feel his throat closing around me as he swallowed.

I yelled loudly as I shot my loud down his throat, my fingers keeping his head in place. Fuck, that felt so freaking good.

Jasper licked me clean making me shudder as he kept torturing my sensitive dick. Once he was done, he tucked me back in my pajama pants and stood, grinning like a mad person. Before I knew what was going on my face was in his palms and he was kissing me.

I tried to be repulsed. He'd just swallowed my load, but the taste wasn't bad at all. I might have moaned, making him chuckle.

"Your turn," I whispered, sneaking my hands to his loose pants.

"No," he murmured, stopping my hand.

"Are you ever going to let me touch you?" I asked annoyed.

"Not now, Edward. Go to bed."

I rolled my eyes and stormed inside without a farewell. He was such an ass. When I was wrapped in my blankets, trying to fall asleep, I heard my phone buzzing from the nightstand but didn't look at it. If he could ignore me, I could ignore him too.

That night I dreamt of Jasper and his skilled mouth. I woke up with my hand in my pants and a mess in there. Fuck me! What was he doing to me? I was acting like a hormonal thirteen year old.

After a shower, I went downstairs, surprised that Bella hadn't come looking for me. I was met with Mom at the stove making breakfast while Bella was on the counter, her little feet dangling over the edge as she talked about her time with Alice.

"Edward!" she shouted when she saw me.

I picked her up and I kissed her cheek. "How are you?"

"Great!" she said gleefully. "But I'm not going to kindergarten today," she mumbled, saddening. "Can you tell Alice that?"

"Sure thing." Though, I'm kind of fighting with her idiotic brother, I added to myself. "Morning, Mom," I acknowledged her and leaned to kiss her cheek.

Surprisingly, she didn't pull away and smiled, patting my cheek in return. "Morning, sweetie." I must have looked shocked because her smile widened and she told me to sit down.

Okay, Dad must have talked sense into her, I realized.

"Wait! Bella's staying home?" I asked when the information finally settled into my brain.

"She won't be alone. I'm staying home too," Mom said softly. "I realized I wasn't giving you kids enough attention."

"Yeah, I've been feeling like the parent lately," I muttered, not realizing she could hear.

"If you were the parent, you'd have been responsible and not trying all kind of stupid things." I frowned, not understanding her. I was really good. Did she find out about the smoking? I thought idly. "This weekend I met Jessica's mom at the grocery store. She's a great girl."

In that moment it was clear why she was home. Why she wanted to act like a mother. She thought it was her fault I was gay. She wanted to hook me up with Jessica a.k.a. the toad girl. Fuck me.

"Jessica's stupid, Mom. And haven't I made myself clear about Jasper?" I snapped.

"Honey, you don't know what you're talking about. You are close to him because he understands you and he's a lot like you, but that doesn't mean you have to be together."

"Mom!" I shouted. "I never liked girls. Okay? Remember Ryan? I worked on a project with him? I kind of liked him," I confessed. Her eyes widened and almost fell out of their sockets, but I relaxed her before she had a coronary. "Nothing happened. He is straight," I added.

She huffed. "I still think you should try going out with Jessica. She's a nice girl. I'm sure that if you go out with her, you'd change your mind. You never spent time around girls."

Because I'm gay! Duh! I bit my tongue and without another word, I turned on heels and ran upstairs to grab my bag then left the house, slamming the door.

When I was in front of the car, I realized I didn't have gas. Fuck my life. I started walking to school.

When I arrived at the small playground, I realized I'd be late. I was angry. I was hungry. And I didn't want to call Jasper. But I did. I pulled my phone out and I saw the text from last night and opened it.

Saving up for Friday night. Don't be upset. – J

How could I be mad at him when he said something like that? I almost melted as I pressed dial on his name.

"Hello?" he answered quickly.

"Hey," I greeted him. "Where are you?"

"Just dropped Alice off. You?"

"Uh, that's the thing…can you come to the playground? It's a long story," I mumbled.

"Be there. No, I don't know!" he moaned loudly after I heard Alice's voice saying something. "Is Bella with you?" he muttered.

"No, another long story."

"Okay. Go, no, she's not coming. I don't fucking know! Just go, Alice! Crap. Shh, don't cry. I'll be right there, man." He hung up making me chuckle.

We were so much alike it was freaky.

When I saw his truck approaching I stood from my spot on the sidewalk and waved. He stopped and I hopped in.

"Hey!" I greeted him with a smile.

"Hi, Edward." Jasper managed to get out between chuckles.

"What's so funny?" I asked as he turned to go to school.

"You, hitch-hiking."

"Ha, ha," I mumbled. "Is Alice okay?"

"Err, yeah. I was trying my skills at making her cry. It's been a long time since I made her cry." He sighed. "But she's so pushy sometimes."

"I wouldn't know. Bella's always quiet." I shrugged.

"You're lucky. Can we switch, please?"

"Nope, sorry. She's my Bella."

"Speaking of…what happened?" Jasper asked, parking in the school's lot.

"Mom," I grumbled.

"It's Jasper," he said winking.

"Don't be a dick." I punched his shoulder before hopping out of his truck ignoring the weird looks. "She's getting on my nerves." I went on to explain why she was staying home and that after years of me raising Bella she decided to act like a mother just because I was out of control.

"I'm really sorry, Edward. I thought she'd understand."

"Maybe she will, over dinner one of those days." I glanced at him. "Dad said you can come by."

"I can't tonight, Dad has to go to Port Angeles to some soldiers' thing and he's taking Mom. I'm keeping an eye on Alice."

"More the reason. I'm sure your mom would love to know you're properly fed. Come on, Jazz."

"As properly fed as last night?" he asked smirking. I stumbled and nearly fell, but he caught my elbow, laughing loudly.

Last night. God, he had a perfect mouth. I realized I was staring at his perfect, plump lips when someone accidentally bumped into me. I was kind of standing in the middle of the hallway. Jasper's blue eyes looked into mine, penetrating my soul. It was one of those moments when I got lost in his ocean pools.

"I'm really sorry I keep saying no," he finally whispered.

"This weekend is my turn…to be properly fed," I added in a barely audible whisper.

Jasper moaned quietly, squeezing my hand briefly before heading to his locker. I followed him trying and failing not to stare at his tight ass. I wondered what it felt like to touch it, to feel it flex under my fingers, to lick and bite it. All these crazy thoughts caused my dick to harden and I chased them away. Every naughty thought had to wait until Friday night. Four more days, including today – an eternity.

Deep in thought, I manage to run straight into Jasper's open locker door. "Holy fuck!" I grabbed my head, rubbing vigorously the spot that hurt.

"You're kinda distracted, Cullen," he commented, not even looking up.

"Fuck you, Whitlock."

He clucked his tongue. "I've told you that I never bottom." He shut the door of his locker and with a wink over his shoulder, he disappeared down the hallway leaving me bracing on my locker's door. He was going to kill me slowly until Friday. But what a way to go…

I feel like the take was like the battle in BD...so anticipated and when I wrote...I was...uh, I have no idea how to make it better. :(

Hopefully the weekend will turn out a lot better. *crosses fingers*

PS: I love Esme dearly, but I have no idea why I made her so mean in this story *shrugs*

Review, please.