FOREVER AND ALWAYS ━━━━ jasper hale.

40- Killing Song

"I love it when I catch you looking at me, and then you smile and look away."

-Unknown

***

"We know we can't go to Seattle." Alice told me. The sun had set, and we were huddled in my room. I was eating a bag of cheap, microwave popcorn, and she was staring out the window. "It's way to dangerous."

"Well we gotta do something." I defended, choking slightly on a popcorn kernel. "I mean we can't just let her be brainwashed."

"That's the problem, we don't even know if she is turned!" Alice through her hands in the air in her frustration. I have never seen Alice like this, she's usually so calm and collected. I guess that goes to show what love does to you.

"Someone's obviously keeping her out of the action."

"That's annoyingly smart."

"Ugh, I know."

We fell into silence for a few minutes, which I used to munch on my popcorn, and Alice used to stare into space and furrow her eyebrows. Ah, the thinking face. She did that in art class a lot. Like, what, you're trying to picture exactly what the Eiffel Tower looks like?

"I have an idea."

***

Alice didn't up telling me her idea, but I got a different kind of satisfaction the next day.

Bella, Edward, and Jacob were all standing in my driveway, which would have been entertaining enough as is, but something was wrong. I could tell by the way Bella was cradling her hand, and Edward was glowering at Jake.

"Yo, what's happening?" I asked, cracking my knuckles, and taking note of Bella's swollen ones. "Bells, what happened?"

Edward suddenly began laughing. Pointing at me with a look of utmost glee. "Edward, no." Bella scolded. His grin only seemed to widen. I narrowed my eyes. "What?"

"Jacob kissed Bella."

"What?"

I was kind of confused at first, but then I slowly pieced it together. Bella's broken hand, Jacob kissing her-

"You asshole!" My heartbeat accelerated with anger, as I turned to Bella. We had a silent conversation, which I used to convey that she couldn't exactly hurt him, but I sure as hell could. She paused, before giving me a firm nod. I didn't even have time to hesitate, because I whirled around, grabbing the collar of Jacob's shirt and bringing my fist up to his face with as much force as I could muster.

He let out a satisfying grunt as his head flung to the side, and pain shot up my knuckles that I chose to ignore. Jesus he has a hard face, what the hell?

"If you ever, even look at my sister without her permission, you'll get a lot worse then a punch to the-"

"Courtney! What the hell are you doing?"

I dropped his shirt, rolling my eyes in annoyance. Of course, now my dad comes out.

"Sir, before you intervene, I have to say... Jacob totally deserved it."

I grinned, thanks for reminding me why I like you, Edward.

"What- Courtney why would you-?"

"No." Jacob held up his hand, rubbing his slightly red jaw. "No, I-I deserved it."

"What did you do?" Charlie asked, looking mortified at mere the thought of Jacob doing something wrong. I decided to let him answer, taking pride of the squirming werewolf in front of me. Jacob rubbed the back of his neck. "I, erm, I kissed Bella."

"And my job is done." I grinned, tapping Edward's arm, before turning and flouncing into the passenger seat of his silver Volvo.

***

"Wait, so let me clarify." Emmett began, after Bella disappeared to the balcony. I was sitting on the Jasper's couch (since he doesn't have a bed), next to my boyfriend, while Emmett recounted the entire days events. My hand was fine, but Bella suffered a minor sprain. I find it kind of amusing that she literally injured herself punching someone else. "Jake the Jackass kissed Bella when Bella didn't want him to kiss her."

I leaned into Jasper, who hasn't stopped staring at me since I told him of my little adventure. "Yeah."

"And then she hurt her hand-"

"Uh huh."

"And then Edward brought her home, and since he couldn't hurt Jacob, he thought it was funny that you could."

I nodded, sighing at Emmett's need to make everything dramatic.

"And then he told you, so you punched Jacob, succeeding in hurting him, and not yourself."

"Wow, someone leak this story to ESPN." I joked as Emmett burst into another round of continuous laughter. "What?" I sat up straighter, flashing Emmett a lopsided grin. "You think I am the type of person who wouldn't punch someone like that in the face?"

"No, my motto is 'in the end, karma will be a bigger bitch then I could ever be.'"

"That is... amazing."

"Okay loser." I rolled my eyes. "Weren't you and Rosalie going hunting."

"With Esme and Carlisle." He grinned. "Who knows where Alice is."

"Shut up." I was pretty sure I knew where Alice was, but I wasn't about to be a snitch.

"Bye!" He sang, skipping out the door, "Have fun~"

"Bye Emmett!"

The door closed, and Jasper sighed. "You know, you really don't get to choose your family."

I giggled, turning and playfully shoving his shoulder. "You don't mean that."

His answer surprised me.

He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine, shifting so that he leaned over me slightly. I refrained from gasping, but kissed back slightly, my skin sizzling where he touched me, and my heart skipping an unnatural amount of beats. He pulled lightly and my bottom lip, leaning forward more to deepen the kiss. I slid my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. My heart was thumping loudly, and my skin felt hot and nervous.

We pulled away, and I gasped for breath. He muttered three words before re-connecting our lips in a frenzy of passion.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

And the rest was, as they say, history. 

A/N: Hi guys! I am sorry this update is so short and crappy, I have been lacking creativity lately, but school is done for me on Friday, and the graduation speeches will be next! 

 (That is going to be some funny shit.)

I haven't even fully decided whether or not I want Courtney to turn or not, I have some ideas though... tell me what you think!

 I saw some authors do this thing, where the readers guess some stuff on how they are like in real life, so I thought that might be fun! Comment some things you think I am like! (Tall or short, introverted or extroverted, hair color, favorite musical, favorite movie and artist, stuff like that!) 

  I am watching Heathers the movie, and like.... J.D is low-key hot guys, I do not blame Veronica at all. 

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 Don't know what that was. 

 Thank you for reading, and guys.... we are almost at 800 votes, and a shit ton of reads! That is insane, thank you all so much! This story isn't doing the best on Quotev, so this means so much! 

 Okay, I'm done wasting your time with my mindless ranting...  I love you all!