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Anyhoo, this chapter has multiple POVs on it, just to give you a quick heads-up.

This story is loosely based on the Korean Drama, 1% of Anything, because I added more twists, so, uh, yeah.

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Jasper's POV

FUCK SHIT. I thought as I let my phone slid from my ear to the floor. I heard everything.

I have been on the phone since I called Edward about his art exhibition invitation and I heard eery fucking thing.

Don't blame me, though. It's really hard to hang up especially when things are getting juicier. It's like free phone porn. I even restrained myself from jacking off.

I just can't believe that they just did that. I guess Edward really found 'The One' for him. Good for him.

And he didn't even a cursed when he reached his peak. Impressive.

I sighed proudly, when an idea popped in my mind, making me smile evilly.

I rushed to my car, heading to Forks with a mission in mind.

3 hours later, I finally reached her suite, the pumping adrenalin in my veins keeping me awake. I opened her door with my secret key and took in the surroundings.

Clothes were strewn on the floor, and the throw pillow were scattered all around.

I quietly resumed my plan and grabbed his clothes, walking to the bedroom.

I creaked the door open as silent as I could and peeked at the, if I don't know better I might mistake them as one body, couple.

The sight of the two of them on the bed is very heartwarming. You would know right there and then that they're right for each other.

Bella is facing opposite Edward as he cradles her as if she's a very fragile yet precious flower. Even though she's facing the other side, her body is gravitated to Edward which, to me, is really uncomfortable especially for her neck, but she doesn't seem to mind.

I just rested my head and shoulders on the door frame, examining their unconscious body movements.

Eventually, she faced him, her lips kissing his Adam's apple while he absently started humming an unknown melody and she sighed his name on her sleep.

I just continued marveling at how coordinated their movements are even on their sleep. She moved further away from him, seeking her blankets that are clumped at the end of the bed. He snuggled her closer, giving her the warmth she need.

When he moved slightly away from her, grabbing the sheets from below him sleepily, she suddenly cried on her sleep, murmuring 'Edward, don't leave me. Please stay.' This of course, made Edward move towards her as quick as he can in his sleep. She smiled contentedly while Edward suppress a shiver.

I quietly trudged to the bed, helping them with the blanket, which Edward accepted gratefully, still in deep sleep, covered Bella protectively.

The time on Bella's clock says it's 3 am and I know if I didn't resume my plan, I would never have the opportunity again.

They need to admit their real feelings in real life and sober! Not drunken! So, I carefully helped Edward put his clothes on.

EPOV

I sighed happily, moving to my side, looking for her.

I fell on a floor and I grunted irritatingly.

I looked up back to the bed when I realized that I'm not on Bella's bedroom anymore. I'm on a moving vehicle. How the hell do I end up here?

I slowly tried to sit down properly when nausea overcame me. My head hurts so much I think it's gonna burst.

The driver, whoever he is, looked at me through the mirror and scratched his chin. "So, you're finally awake, eh?"

I just stared at him blankly, saying nothing.

He rolled his eyes, snorting. "What? We're here at your place just like you asked."

I looked around me, and sure enough I'm on the familiar road in front of my place.

I turned back at him quizzically. How the hell do I end up here? I remembered a hot sex with Bella or two and we fell asleep together. When did I hailed a cab?

He sighed. "You must have not remembered, eh?"

I nodded helplessly.

He looked down on something and just stared. "Well, you and your girl are drunkenly making out and I passed by, you hailed me, I stopped, you and your girl got in, you told me to drop your pretty precious girl to the M-C condominiums which is very weird since it's just next door. I told you that, you insisted, so I just took a U-turn and dropped her off. You got out, too and told me to wait. You sucked each other's faces with what seems like forever on the foyer. Finally, you released her, she walked away, giggling. You just stared at her ass and she wiggled it." He paused to take a breath, still looking down.

I cocked an eyebrow. I opened my mouth to tell him that that's not what happened. He put up his finger, telling me he's not finished yet.

"You finally walked back to the cab and smiled widely at me, saying, "I'm a very lucky bastard, aren't I?" Then you told me where your place is and you fell asleep. Halfway to Seattle, you started groaning and I saw you, masturbating." He stifled a laugh and finally looked up to me.

I just stared back at him incredulously, not believing a word he said. But that's the only rational reason how I ended up here. Pretty plausible, too.

I just gave him a 100 dollar bill for driving Bella home safe. I got out of the cab and walked to my condo, my head and stomach ready to burst.

I opened the door with the key in my pocket and I walked blindly until I collapsed to the sofa. I laid head first, my mouth muffled by the pillow as I screamed as loud as I can in frustration. I just imagined the whole thing with Bella?

Argh. My body hurts. Must've been the long period of sleeping on a cramped space. I tried stretching which didn't really help. As if on cue, my stomach started churning. I managed to stand to throw up and dashed to the bathroom and to the toilet.

When I finished throwing up my dinner, lunch and breakfast, I faced the mirror and looked back at the man in front of me.

He's different than the man I always saw whenever I looked at the mirror a month ago. His worried/ stressed lines that seemed to be etched on his face is now gone. It's replaced with smiley crinkles in his eyes and a dimple that he never noticed before. He finds it easier to smile and to laugh which he never managed to do before. His almost permanent scowl and his eyebrows that seemed to be glued together are now cleared up. His menacing eyes of a monster are changed into soft, calm emerald eyes. He doesn't look like he's tired anymore. He looked like he's happy. And in love.

If a month ago someone told me that I'll be the man I am now, I'll vomit on his face and laughed at him for being such a stupid bastard.

I snorted, which only made my head ache more.

Hmm. I think I should take a hot shower to ease my tensed muscles and mind.

I started removing my suit and slacks and threw them back on my sofa. I'll clean that up later.

As I walked back to the bathroom, passing by the mirror, I noticed something very red.

I moved closer and touched the red spot just below my neck.

I smiled happily, my chest puffing out as I fist-pumped in the air.

It happened. It really really happened.

BPOV

I moaned, twitching around and around, seeking the most comfortable warmth I've never felt before.

Flashbacks from last night keep flashing through my mind as my naked body rubbed through my blanket.

I finally came across his scent and cuddled closer to him. I peeped through my eyelashes to look at his sleeping face. I bet his adorable.

I shrieked out loud that I fell on my floor. He's headless!

I slowly peeked to the bed and found out it's just a pillow. Phew.

But, where's Edward?

I stood up and fell back on the bed as my vision became blurry and my head became heavier. "Edward?" I shouted through my terrible hung-over. What time is it, anyway? I looked at the bedside clock. 4 am. Already?

"Edward?" I called out again, wrapping the blanket around my body.

No answer.

I walked to the living room carefully, the tail of the blanket trailing behind.

My clothes were all over the floor but no sign of Edward's.

Did I imagine the whole thing? No way. It's too real. I can still feel him inside me. His big, thick, twitchy cock. Yum.

I shook my head, sauntering to the kitchen. Maybe he's there, cooking something.

He's not here, too. I sighed. Maybe he went home, either afraid of my reaction or he really needs to go.

I made myself a coffee, moving lazily.

I walked back again to get my clothes and throw them to the laundry.

A paper is folded neatly by the front door, stuck on the edge. I walked to it and reached for it, opening it.

Bella,

Hope you arrived home safe. I'm so sorry I didn't have the chance to walk you to your door.

Thanks for hearing me out even though we're both drunk. :)

Edward

What. The. Fuck?

The fucking didn't happen? I looked down to my state, letting the blanket fell to the floor. But I'm naked!

Something caught my eye as I paced around the living room, sipping my coffee.

I knelt down and grabbed the thing.

It's a condom. A used condom.

He's really a coward, running away, making some lame excuse, and leaving me with measly a note. I snorted, beaming in the inside.

We fucked. It's true. We totally fucked.

It's a new twist! Deal with it. :P

Jasper is like my alter-ego. I'm writing it on the real world and he's making it happen on that world.

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Next chapter: Grandpa meet up with Bella again, Vanessa's past, and probably THE meeting the parents.