Authors notes: Hey thank you for reviewing so quickly it means a lot. Just to clear something up because I realised that I am being an idiot, I'm from London in England and pumps here mean flat shoes, not heels...(I wouldn't endanger Bella like that.lol)

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Bella's POV

Getting into my car at school I felt incredibly nervous. Why did the two have to have such similar handwriting? If it was Jasper, what would I say to him? If it was Edward, what would I say to him?

Do I even WANT to see him? Yes, I think I do. Should I tell him about the kiss? Maybe I should but would that be to hurt him back? No better keep the kiss to myself, he might take his anger out on Jasper.

If it's Jasper what will I say to him? If the note is from him, he obviously regrets it...but I don't know if I do. I was awake last night wishing he was kissing me again. Is that because I want him or because I want Edward and he reminded me of him?

I'm confused!

Pulling into my driveway I noticed a figure sitting on my porch, twisting his hands nervously. I parked next to his car, and as I shut off my engine he rose almost as if he were planning an escape. I climbed out of my truck, willing my legs to work properly but of course that didn't happen.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. One moment I was closing the car door, the next I had tripped on my own feet; which had suddenly lost their solid form and were feeling more like liquid. I prepared myself mentally for the impact of the ground hitting my face but it never came. Instead I felt two strong arms wrap themselves around me; offering protection from the pain.

"Thanks...I should have known I couldn't make it over to you without putting myself in danger somehow." I laughed nervously as I looked up at the crooked smile on his face. He held me a second longer than was necessary as I was now upright, before awkwardly shifting away from me.

"I'm sorry to just show up like this. I was going to stop by tonight but then I thought you might start shouting at me for yesterday and I didn't think facing Charlie was wise." He looked straight at me during his confession but it was obviously extremely uncomfortable for him.

Shaking my head I walked towards to the front of my house; him following closely behind, unsure whether to assume an invitation or to linger in the doorway.

"Come in Jasper." He nodded his thanks, and I gestured towards the sofa for him to have a seat.

He sat down hesitantly and I did the same, taking my place next to him with my hands tucked under my knees.

"So, why exactly did you expect me to shout at you?"

He looked at me as though I was crazy.

"Well...because I kissed you yesterday. I'm sorry for that; I don't know what I was thinking. It never should have happened." I glanced down at me knees.

"Oh," I whispered, suddenly filled with disappointment. I felt my blush begin to rise and as it did Jasper shifted slightly towards me. I saw his cool hand reach out to touch my face, but he seemed to catch himself and instead joined his hands together on his lap. It would have been funny that we looked so similarly awkward, almost mimicking each other's positions, but there was nothing humorous about this situation.

Jasper's POV

I saw a blush forming in her cheeks and I so desperately wanted to touch her. I wondered if it was my imagination that her almost silent reply was laced with disappointment. Has she thought about our kiss the way I have been? We sat in uncomfortable silence for a while.

She broke our silence stating something that both surprised me and filled me with happiness.

"You don't have anything to apologise for, as far as I can remember I was kissing you right back." She whispered those words quietly as if she was ashamed but I couldn't be sure what she was ashamed about. I decided to take the plunge.

I stared at her face and blurted, "Do you regret it?"

Her eyes met mine briefly before once again lowering them and then it became clear to me, "Yes..."

I sighed and started to move away from her when she caught my hand in hers, still looking down but now at our fingers which were beginning to entwine, "...and no."

I sat up quickly, startling her, "Good, I have been feeling the same." I took and unneeded breath and then the truth poured out of me.

"The reasons I didn't come and take you to school this morning are because 1. I was afraid you wouldn't want to be near me, 2. I was afraid that Edward would hear my thoughts and realise that we had kissed and that I enjoyed it too much, and thirdly because I didn't trust myself to be near you without doing it again."

I felt so much better after telling her the truth. Perhaps the truth does set you free.

Her quiet response of "oh" was heard again and as I was about to apologise for bombarding her with my confession when I was suddenly cut off by her lips on mine. I welcomed them completely, my hands wrapping around her back, urging her to continue. Soon the passion was building and I began to lean toward her, hearing her heart beat faster in excitement, which only gave me the encouragement I needed to kiss her back with all the passion I was feeling. Soon we broke apart so that she could catch her breath and I felt myself gasping in agreement. I was laying half on top of her now; my hands on her sides with one under her shirt feeling the exposed skin of her back. She's so soft. Her hands were tangled in the short strands of my hair and when I felt them go limp, panic set in.

Pulling away I saw a look of horror cross her face.

Bella's POV

Oh God what did I just do? I'm no better than Edward!

He pulled away from me looking confused and slightly guilty. I sat up and righted my shirt, trying to be as graceful as possible whilst ignoring the tingling of my lips.

"I'll just go then." I heard him say and felt the couch rise as he weight left it.

On impulse I called after him, "Wait! Will I see you at school tomorrow?"

He stopped and turned towards me, a smile forming on his lips, "If you want me then I will be here."

I tried to ignore the possible double meaning of his reply and simply nodded my head. When he turned around again I felt it was time for me to speak the truth this time.

"I wish I could say that I regretted kissing you just now...but I don't."

He turned back to me and his soft smile turned to a grin which momentarily stole my breath.

"I guess this means you won't be coming over tonight as planned." He looked confused as I said this and I felt dread settle in once more.

"Didn't you go to school at all today?" I asked, praying that he would say yes. But he didn't and I knew what that meant.

Edward would be here tonight.