A/N: Sorry about the double e-mails. The first time FF kind of messed up the HTML (because it hates me) and decided to make everything bold and no paragraphs. It took me forever to figure out what's a new paragraph and what's not- thank goodness it's short. Sorry it's short by the way and I'm not really proud of this chapter. Eh, it's kind of important to the development of the characters. Anyways, please review if you like it. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.

Rules of the Challenge:
No character deaths.
No abuse.
No rape.
No whining (example: "my life is so horrible because I didn't get the Xbox I wanted for Christmas").
Has to be as in character as possible.
Cannon pairings.

"Jasper was the first one I saw - he didn't seem to see me at all. His eyes were only for Alice. She went quickly to his side; they didn't embrace like other couples meeting there. They only stared into each other's faces, yet somehow, the moment was so private that I still felt the need to look away."
-New Moon, Stephenie Meyer

Boy Kisses Girl

I glanced at the clock, it was almost midnight. Jasper hadn't come home yet. I was terrified for him. I had never been worried about someone before, at least, not like I was for Jasper. I couldn't understand my infatuation with him. It was like he had some invisible power over me. When I saw him walk out of his apartment with Edward and Bella to go to the hospital, my stomach churn and I saw all of the possible bad things that could happen to him. It scared me so much, I started to cry.

I knew that going to the hospital was a good thing for him. He was acting so weird. I didn't know him long enough to know if this was normal, but he kept on saying that I would disappear, or that I changed clothes. I was still wearing the skirt that I wore when I first met him on the subway, sure it had gotten dirtier and there was a musky smell coming off of it, but I hadn't changed.

I sighed as I ran my fingers through my hair. I wanted to cry again, this time out of frustration. I shouldn't worry about Jasper, not like this. I was making myself sick with worry. He was going to be fine. They would probably just give him stitches, some pain medication, and then send him on his way. Unless he decided to steal medication from the pharmacy…I closed my eyes and begged for the image of Jasper in handcuffs to get out of my head.

I hadn't had a vision of him since he left, which made me uncomfortable. I've never wanted a vision before, but now I was practically begging for one. I wanted so badly to have a clue, any clue, that Jasper was okay.

The door to the apartment opened. I jumped and turned my full attention to it. Jasper walked in. He was wearing a jacket, even though he didn't leave with one. He kept his head down and I could see white bandage wrapped around the hand with a cut. I let out an involuntary gasp. Jasper turned towards me, his eyes wide with either shock or the pain medication that the doctors drugged him with.

"You're still here?" he gasped.

I nodded. I didn't make any movement to get off of the couch. I was afraid that he didn't want me to stay or expected me to leave.

He walked towards the couch as he shrugged off his jacket. I put my feet onto the cushion I turned my body so the lower part of my back was leaning against the arm rest. I smiled. Jasper sat in front of me.

"Thank you for staying." He smiled back at me.

"What did the doctors say?" I asked as I grabbed his hand. I brought it to my lap and stared at the bandages. There was no blood.

"It needed stitches," Jasper said. "Edward's dad is a doctor so he didn't charge me. He also gave me a bottle of pain medication for the discomfort." Jasper reached into his jacket's pocket and pulled out a prescription bottle. He held it out for me. I grabbed it from him and read the name of the medication, Clozapine. That wasn't for pain.

"Do you mind if I have this?" I asked as I wrapped my fingers tighter around it.

He shook his head. "No, I have more like it in the medicine cabinet."

"Like this?" I held up the bottle. My stomach did a flip.

Jasper shook his head. "Not that specific medication, but I have pain medication in my cabinet."

"Oh," I sighed in relief.

"Why do you want that medication?" Jasper asked, frowning.

"The hospital I stayed at use to give this to me when I was under their care," I answered as I put the bottle on the coffee table.

"It takes awhile for it to kick in," Jasper said. I looked back at him.

"You've already took some?" I asked. My stomach churn and I felt anxious. I didn't know why I was feeling anxious, I knew what the medication was for, it would've probably helped him, but a part of me still didn't want him to take it.

He nodded. "Dr. Cullen made me swallow it. Don't worry though, I convinced the nurse to inject me with even more pain medication after he left."

I frowned at him. "How much medication did you take while you were there, Jasper?"

He shrugged. "I don't really know," he admitted. "What Dr. Cullen gave me and what I was able to get out of the nurses; why?"

"No reason," I lied. "I was just curious." I went back to staring at his hand. I felt sick again and a little guilty for not being there for him. I wanted to follow after him when Edward and Bella took him to the hospital, but I didn't think that Edward would like for me to tag along.

"I don't think Edward likes me," I admitted to Jasper. "He kind of just stared at me when he was over here, like he was angry at me for something."

Jasper sighed, which made me look up at him. He was grimacing."That's partially my fault," he said. "Edward is used to seeing a lot of females around my house. When he saw you, he probably just expected you to be one of the girls that stay the night and then leave in the morning."

"Like a one night stand…" It wasn't a question. I knew what Jasper was implying. It was hard to deny the jealousy and pain I felt from realizing that Jasper had been with other girls. A part of me wondered if I would ever be like one of those girls that Edward thought of when he saw me. The other part didn't want to think about it.

"I'm sorry," Jasper apologized. I frowned. Jasper didn't look at me. He was staring at the floor. I tightened my grip around his hand. He looked at me. I smiled at him. He didn't smile back. I didn't know why he felt guilty about having one-night stands. It wasn't like he was hiding bodies under the floorboards. He looked at the wall in front of the couch. His face hardened and his eyes narrowed.

"Shut up," he hissed at the wall. "You don't know what you're talking about." I looked at the wall. No one was there. I thought about handing Jasper the prescription bottle and tell him to take the recommended dosage, but I stopped myself. I was too selfish to hand him the bottle.

"You must be tired," I whispered. "You've been at the hospital all day."

Jasper looked at me. "I am a little tired," he said. "But I don't want to go to sleep." His hand tightened around mine and he brought it to his lap. His thumb traced circles over the space between my thumb and pointer finger.

"When I was at the hospital," Jasper whispered. I wondered if whispered because he was too tired to talk louder or if he was just embarrassed by what he had to say. "I couldn't stop thinking of you. I was worried that you would leave me." He rested his good hand on the top of mine. His hand was so rough and dry that the bandage felt softer than his hand did. "I kept on seeing you getting bored and walking out of my apartment."

"I said I wouldn't leave, Jasper." I rested my hand on his good hand.

"I know, but people say things that they don't mean." His eyes flashed towards the wall before they looked at me. "Thank you for not leaving, Alice."

"It's really no problem, Jasper. I-"

I didn't get to finish my sentence. Jasper had closed the distance between us and pressed his lips onto mine. I stared at him, my eyes got wide and I blinked, several times, both confused and shocked by the kiss. I never kissed a man before. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. So, I closed my eyes.

Jasper pulled away. My eyes flickered open. He was staring at me. His pupils were still dilated. I bit my lip. I could feel my cheeks get hot with both embarrassment of not knowing how to kiss and because I kissed a guy.

"I don't know how to kiss," I admitted to him.

He smiled. "I can teach you."

He pressed his lips onto mine again. I moved my hand away from his and grabbed his cheek. He closed his eyes, so I closed mine. His good hand held onto my knee as he pushed his lips harder to mine. My head jerked back with the force.

His lips parted and he turned his head to the side. He opened his mouth and then closed it around my puckered lips. My eyes snapped open and stared at him. I didn't know what I was supposed to do. So I continued to hold his face close to mine. I wanted to convince him that I was enjoying kissing him; I just didn't know how to kiss him back. He did the same action again, this time turning his head to the other side.

I tried to mimic him. I turned my head to the side and opened my lips. I was about to close it when I felt Jasper's tongue grazed over my bottom lip and the skin of my teeth. My eyes widened and I pulled away. I wasn't expecting that.

My breath was uneven and my hand had dropped onto my lap. I bit my bottom lip and ran my tongue over it. It took all of my will power not to giggle."I'm sorry," I apologized when Jasper opened his eyes. I could feel my cheeks get even hotter.

"No." Jasper shook his head. "It's okay." He smiled.

I leaned forward so I was on my knees. I moved my hand to his cheek again and smiled at him before I closed my eyes. My head turned to the side as he leaned forward. His lips pressed against mine. My heart started to pound against my chest as I waited for his tongue to graze my bottom lip again. It did. I took a deep a breath through my nose and opened my mouth.

Jasper deepened the kiss by slipping his tongue into my mouth. My first reaction was to pull away, surprised by the weird taste that it left in my mouth, but I fought the reaction and continued to kneel in front of him, my hand holding onto his cheek. He grabbed onto my cheek and held me still. He pushed his face closer to mine.

I pulled away. My breath was coming out in gasps. I stared at him. I'm sure my eyes were just as wide as his were. I bit my bottom lip so I could run my tongue over it again without Jasper knowing.

"I think I'm ready for bed now," Jasper said.

End Chapter.

A/N: In Eclipse, it's implied that Jasper had sex with Maria before she killed him. So, I decided to add that into the story. I'm trying to keep their relationship as close to cannon as possible, which is kind of hard.

It was so weird writing that scene with Jasper and Alice kissing. They're such a private couple (see quote above) and it was so awkward writing about their first kiss. I don't know. I didn't like it. It felt weird. There's not going to be a lemon in this story, so if you're reading it for a lemon, then I would stop now. I barely like writing about them kissing, I can't write a lemon with them. They're relationship is so deep, it's hard to show them being intimate because you feel like you're watching (or really reading) something that you shouldn't.

Any favorite scenes or lines from this chapter? I know it's kind of short; it's one of those stories where as much as you would write a long chapter, you really can't without making two chapters in one. It's still a good story though.

Review if you like it! :D

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