Growing Wings (Jasper Hale)

Chapter 6: Follow the Leader

I was a ways into the trees before Jasper caught up with me.

"Bird! Wait!" He yelled.

"What, are you here to tell me you love Bella more than me to!" I growled.

"No, I love you and only you and was worried about you getting lost," he said. I sighed.

"Sorry, I'm not ready mad at you, I am mad at Edward and dad and, just everyone," I said.

"I get it," He smiled.

"It's just, Bella is everyone's favorite, she gets all the attention. For example, I almost die, everyone checks on her close call instead," I growled and continued walking through the trees.

"Your going to get lost, do you even know which way your house is," Jasper asked.

"I know my way through these woods probably better than you Jas," I smirked.

"I highly doubt that," He muttered. I rolled my eyes.

"Come on!" I exclaimed. I intertwined our fingers and dragged him along. He stumbled after me but went willingly. Soon we reached a small meadow and I skipped into the center. Usually when it was sunny this meadow was full of light and life. Right now flowers blossomed all through it and I saw the dahlias I planted in the corner. I saw Jasper step out and walked over to the dahlias.

"You have so many beautiful things in here, did you plant all this?" He asked.

"Only the Dahlias, they are my favorite flower," I smiled. He smiled and pulled one from behind his back. He tucked it into my hair and I blushed.

"You do have a dancers body," I commented.

"I do now?" He said with a smirk.

"Can you humor me this fine afternoon," I asked.

"What can I do for you," He asked.

"Dance with me," I said.

"No," he stated. I walked forward and pressed my hip to his and leaned against him.

"Please," I begged. He looked speechless. He looked at the way my hand slid around his waist and our hips locked together.

"One, dance," he said slowly. (Watch video to see the dance, but I will descripe it for you) I grabbed his hands and I leaned back and he popped me back up. He wasn't an awful dancer. I made a noise and my phone turned on and played the right song. (Video). I raised my hand and he grabbed it with a smirk. He grabbed my other hand and brought them close to me then far, close then far. (Seriously guys I suck at descriping these things just watch the video already). Then he picked me up and spun me around, holding me at the waist. I blushed deeply as he set me down. Then he swung my arm and twirled me, then brought me around his back. Then I leaned away and he brought me into him. I was bright red. God, I know, I asked for it. But. Wow. Then he dipped me and spun me around, when I was straight up again he looked flustered but wasn't blushing, weird. Then he pushed me away and took a few steps back. Then he began rolling across the ground to me. When he reached me I did a fun dance step I learned with Mason. Then he grabbed my bare thighs and lifted me up off the ground. I was currently wearing a white dress that cut off at mid thigh and had a slight ruffle. He was wearing his usual white button up shirt and light blue jeans. I missed the other jeans a bit, he should wear them more often. He twirled around with me in his arms and I slid down to the ground. There was that split second when his hands lingered up the bottom of the dress, but he wrenched them away almost unwillingly. I coughed awkwardly and the song continued but we didn't dance, we both just stood there awkwardly.

"Your a good dancer," I said finally after a few minutes of silence.

"Whatever," he shrugged. I let my instincts guide me as I rocked on to my tip toes and planted a short kiss on him. As I pulled away I realized the result of my actions as he leaned a bit down and pulled me into a kiss. I blushed furiously.

Jaspers PoV

I could feel the heat radiating off of her blush as we continued to kiss. Suddenly she collapsed a bit into my hands and I was worried I hurt her, then her hands reached up and pushed there way into my hair, grabbing nots of it. I couldn't let this go to far, but a little longer couldn't hurt. After another minute of lip locking she pulled away and sucked in a deep breath.

"Wow," she said.

"Uh," I coughed awkwardly.

"That was..." She started. I waited for her to say awful. "Amazing," she sighed. I brushed a stray hair behind her ear and her blush fired back up. I felt my hand trace across her cheek and I leaned back down into another kiss. It played almost the same way, except at the end she kept her forehead touching mine and our lips only a short distance away.

"You were my first kiss you know," she said after a second.

I couldn't help myself.

"Then I plan to be a lot of your firsts," the blush fired up again.

"So," she coughed.

"You want help with your history homework tomorrow?" I blurted.

"Like at your house!" She sounded really flustered and her emotions were anxious but full of lust and love.

"Or your house, you know, if that would make you more comfortable," I started.

"No! Not my house," the blush was like fire against my cheeks now. Her emotions were embarrassed.

"We can do my house, but can I ask, why not yours?" I said.

"Charlie, and Bella, and messy," She said. I laughed and nodded as our lips brushed against each other's a little.

"So is it a date?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's a date," she smiled. Then her fingers found there way to my hair and I gladly dove back in.