Imprint of the Century

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Edward Pov

It was dark out when I got back home. The entire ride had been silent, save for the occasional Siri Says instruction. The mood had been miserable, and I had to force myself to pay complete attention to the road, or else Jacob and I would have ended up arguing again.

I turned on the lights to my apartment and was greeted with Jasper sitting on my couch, his hand in a box of Cheez-Itz.

"So how did your 'date' go today? I saw pictures online." He winked. "Was that your first kiss lol"

"First of all, how did you get in? Second of all, I kissed your mom last night."

"Ooh defensive. So it was." He patted the couch cushion next to him, "Wanna sit and cry about it?"

"You didn't answer my question. I'm gonna call security," I sat down next to him, shoving my hand into the box and stuffed them into my cheeks. "Seriously, get out. I need to sleep and forget everything."

"I'm pretty sure that'll be hard," He held his phone up for me to see. A picture of Jacob and I kissing greeted me. I could see that I was crying but I hoped people would think it was the lighting. I turned away, and stared at the T.V. screen. It was off. I fumbled around for the remote.

I shouldn't have cried like a little pussy bitch. I don't know why his words affected me so much. He could never understand how difficult of a choice it had been for me. It's not like I wanted things to turn out this way. But the last thing I want is for him to console me. Especially with his mouth. I hope Jasper couldn't see how embarrassed I felt even thinking that.

I turned the TV on, and was once again met with the picture of Jacob and I. Fuck.

"It's the hottest news story right now bro," He waved his outstretched palm in a curving motion, like a rainbow, "Will it be Edward Black or Jacob Cullen?" I punched him in the arm, hard. He laughed.

"Oh yeah my house caught on fire and my pipes burst so let me crash here please." Jasper made a pleading puppy dog face. I scoffed.

"Then the pipe water should've put it out. Go home."

"Ok I was obviously joking. But still.. It's so late. I waited here for you for so long."

"Did I ask you to?"

"No... But I figured you'd want someone around."

"That's the opposite of what I want."

"So I'll sleep on the couch." He grinned, patting me on the back. I rolled my eyes. Maybe he was right. As long as he didn't talk about... that... he might help me take my mind off things. I switched through the channels. Everything on TV either sucked or was about me, which sucked x2.

In the midst of channel surfing, my phone buzzed. I glanced down and saw Jacob's name pop up. I contemplated if I was emotionally stable enough to see anything he had to say, and ended up unlocking the phone with my face and reading it anyway.

Jacob: Sorry....

Jacob: I should've asked you first.

Jacob: I just didn't want the paps to see you crying

Jacob: Not that I saw you crying

Jacob: But uh.. Sorry for that too

I stared at my screen for a bit as Jacob's texts poured in. I felt my previous anger flicker back to life. That stupid fucker. Apologizing like this made him seem even dumber. He was the reason I'd gotten so upset in the first place. He was the one who attacked me and started this whole fake-dating thing too. And now he was making even more mistakes. Why did I have to be the bigger person and clean up his messes?

But as quickly as I got angry, I cooled off. I was benefitting from this too. The dating rumors were now confirmed, and the entire world population knew that I was gay, which was relieving as much as it was scary. I did have Jacob to thank for that. As stupid as he was, I do trust him. And if it had to be anyone... I'd pick Jacob over Jasper any day.

I glanced over at my couch companion, who was engrossed by the Real Housewives of LA. Definitely Jacob any day. In some pathetic way, I had been happy to spend time with him again. We used to be inseparable, and he'd gotten me into music in the first place.

I decided not to text back anyway, shutting off my phone and shoving it under a pillow.

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The next morning, I woke up to Jasper rapping his knuckles on my bedroom door. I open my eyes enough to make out Jasper's face in the hallway. "Your boyfriend's here." He smirked. I blinked the sleep out of my eyes and pulled myself out of my sheets clumsily. I glared at him, but made my way over to the front door, where I saw Jacob waiting. He stood there awkwardly, his hands in his pockets. When he saw me, he gave me a once over, then locked his eyes on my face. I became very aware of my lack of a shirt.

"You didn't respond to my text." He said, looking almost embarrassed. "Now that I say that out loud... I should probably just go home." I couldn't help but laugh. He must have been so stressed out the night before, so he rushed over without thinking. He looked disheveled, not too different from when he'd broken up with his girlfriend. I walked into the kitchen, and put on a pot of coffee. Jacob followed behind.

"Do you want me to go?" He asked.

"You came all this way, I figure we should talk some things out." I said, pretty maturely I think. I was really holding my composure.

"Like what?" Jacob asked, sitting down at the dining table.

"I think we should start with some boundaries." 

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