CULLENS || TWLGHT OS 01

Jasper | SECRET CRUSH

By : foryourimaginationonly

Context: You have the biggest crush on Jasper Hale, but you would never expect what happens when he finds a sketch of himself inside your sketchbook.

Warnings: Noneeeeeeee just fluffy....hopefully.

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He was like something out of one of your dreams; his golden eyes, shaggy blonde hair, and pale skin. You could see him even when you closed your eyes. He was beautiful.

Every lunch, you would mindlessly stare at him and his siblings, wondering how they could be so perfect and so beautiful. You envied Alice, watching her touch his hand and kiss his cheek. You wanted to be the one to do that.

Your last class was with him; History. One of your favorites, because not only were you a major history buff but Jasper was too and that made you fall even more in love with him.

He sat across the room from you, gingerly taking notes and looking out the window every now and then. You always drew on your lessons, but this was something else. Your sketchbook was wide open, and you had his face drawn down to every detail you could see without getting too close; the way his lips curved and his jawline.

"Y/N. In the civil war, name some of the confederate leaders." Your teacher said, snapping you back into reality. You scrambled your brain for answers and finally came up with a few.

"Jefferson Davis, Robert E. Lee, T.J. "Stonewall" Jackson, James Longstreet, Joseph E. Johnston, and James Waddell just to name a few." You answered before turning back to your drawing. You watched as Jasper looked at you as if he was impressed. Not many people knew the confederate leaders.

You had taken a liking to the Civil war; your great grandfather fought in it on the United States side. He hated confederates, but you were just eager to learn more.

"Alright class, your papers are due tomorrow. I want to know everything you know about the Civil War and to see if I've taught you anything."

You watched the class empty and gathered your stuff, watching as Jasper sat behind to talk to the teacher.

You got to your car and headed home, ready to write your paper. It was going to be a long night.

The next morning you were shuffling through your bag only to realize your sketchbook wasn't there. "Damnit." You whispered under your breath. "Must have left it at school." You figured it was in your history class, so you decided to wait till then.

Lunch was the same and you watched the Cullen's like they were a movie. Eating slowly because your appetite wasn't there. History class was already eating at you because you don't remember closing your sketchbook and the last thing you had sketched was Jasper's face.

You dropped your fork. What if he saw it?

Grabbing your stuff and throwing your trash away, you sped walked to your history class, hoping that it would be sitting somewhere on your teacher's desk.

"Hey, Mr. Kelly, did I leave a sketchbook in here?" You asked him as you entered the room.

"Hmm, I thought I saw one yesterday at your desk, but Jasper picked it up and walked out with it. Saying he would find you and give it to you."

Your heart fell out of your mouth as you rushed out of the room. "shit shit shit." You kept repeating to yourself before you bumped into someone hard.

"Sorry about that, Y/n." His voice filled your ears and it sounded like angels were standing next to you singing.

You looked at him and turned a bright shade of red, he was beautiful, more so up close.

"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." You said in a small voice.