Jasper
I hold Hunter's hand as I drive my mom's car.
"Where are we going at 9:pm?"
I don't answer.
"Jazz?"
"Yes?"
"Do you love me?"
"That shouldn't be a question. Of course I do."
"Then can you tell me where we're going?"
"No." I smirk when he whines. "You're not going to get anywhere by doing that." I feel his hand leave mine and migrate to my thigh. "I'm driving."
"So?"
"Stop." I say with a smile.
He leaves his hand there as I keep driving.
I pull into a parking lot as the time shows 9:23pm. "Let's go." I get out and open the car door for him.
"What's going on?" He asks as he gets out and follows me inside.
"Dinner." I take him to a table and sit with him. "I tried not to go too fancy..."
He grins at me.
"What?"
"It's amazing. You're amazing." He squeezes my hand and sighs. "I'm glad I got to see you."
"So am I." I pull my hand away as we're handed menus. "I wanted to make tonight special for you."
"It's already special, you didn't have to do this..."
"I wanted to." I smile as we order and I quickly run to the bathroom. I throw up a little and wash my face. I leave the bathroom and go back to our table, my vision a bit blurry.
"Jasper?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you feeling okay?"
I nod and rub my stomach.
He reaches over the table and touches my forehead.
I watch his eyes change.
"You have a fever...Jazz, why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling okay?"
"I feel fine."
He stops bugging me and we eat. He grabs my keys and heads to the car.
"Hunter..." I try to get the keys and I sigh when we reach the car. I get in and he starts the drive.
"Do you feel any better?"
"I feel fine."
He goes quiet.
"Oh no..." I sit up and hold onto my stomach. "Pull over..."
He does as I say and I get out of the car and fall to my knees as I throw up everything I just ate. He gets out of the car and sighs as he helps me up once I'm done. "Why are you forcing yourself to eat when you don't feel okay?"
I wipe my mouth and cough. "I..."
"Don't say you're fine because you obviously aren't." He touches my stomach and I wince. "Jasper, talk to me..."
I hug him and nuzzle closer.
"Jazz, we have to communicate." He whispers and holds me. "You know that...so, why are you doing this?"
Author's Note
I hate this chapter, but love it and you all will hate me in the next one.
