New Girl, New Life (A Jasper Hale Fanfiction - a Twilight story)

Thirteen

~Tate's POV~

      I'm back at the house now and I can't get that face out of my mind. I'm damp and I'm zoned out as I'm walking into the little barn that Jake fixes up stuff. I hear Jake as he comes up next to me with my clothes, "Are you okay?" I just say, my voice hoarse, "Y-yea. I just wanna get changed, please." He nods, confused and being careful around me. He closes the doors and I put my old clothes back on. The doors open again and he asks me, "What happened out there? I though you were having fun."

      I say, "I-I was I just...I thought I saw something." He asks, gravely concerned, "What?" so I tell him. If we're going to be as close as we were before then I can't hold anything back. I also tell him about my newfound relationship with Jasper. I didn't tell him about Jasper being a vampire being as it's not my secret to tell, but I really wanted to. To make me feel better, he let me sketch him while he worked on a bike. He looks over and I get up smiling, "Finished." I show it to him and he laughs, "It looks great. Are you sure that's me?" We laugh.

      He says, "Doesn't this usually take like, days to do?" I shrug and he says, "Mind if I look at the rest of them?" I just shrug and hand him the book, walking over to my bag. He asks, "Who's this?" I say, "Tyler...I did it just before I came here with Bella. Whenever I have nightmares, I draw it out and they usually come less and less often." He asks, "Does that really work?" I just look at him. Honestly, no, but I don't want to work myself up more than I already have.

      He says, "Let's get a burger and then I'll take you home." I nod and put my sketchbook up, walking out behind him. We walk to my bike and I ask, "What are you going to do for when it's time to go home?" He says, "Sam is gonna pick me up." I just ask, "Are you sure?" He gets on first and smirks, "Just get on the damn bike." I put my hands up defensively, "Alright, pushy." We laugh and we both put on helmets; he grabbed one of his own.

      We ate burgers for a bit and we've gotten closer than I thought that we would at such a fast rate. Right now I'm at home and I've just put my keys and helmet down on my desk and plop down on my bed, placing my head In my hands and sighing. I hear the window opening and take a baseball bat that beside my bed, swinging it in the direction. It's Jasper and he caught it. Thank goodness because having to apologize for that forever would have turned into such a drag.

      I let out a breath and put the baseball bat on the ground, tiredly. I sit back down on the bed and he asks, "What's wrong, darlin?" I talk with my head in my hands once again, "It's nothing." He has me look at him and looks me in the eyes. I look away and sit crisscross applesauce in front of him, "It's Tyler. I went cliff jumping with some of Jake's friends and when I was in the water, I swear I could've seen him. He was holding me down...trying to kill me...If Sam hadn't pulled me up out of the water, I don't think that I would've made it." I look solemnly at my feet and he gently puts his hand on my face, of course making me lean closer.

      He says, "I will kill him If he ever tries to touch you again." I just smile and hold my hand on top of the one that's on my cheek. We're in very close proximity now and my breathing is growing erratic, along with my heart being as how nervous I am. I lick my lips and his eyes are trained on them while mine are trained on his. I whisper, "Kiss me." He's silent so I become more clear, "I want you to kiss me." He starts stuttering, "Tate I...I don't...I don't know if..." but I stop him saying, "Just try it." He thinks for a moment before nodding.

      It's quiet as everything around us stops. The closer he gets, the slower time seems and I couldn't be happier. This is it. He's finally going to kiss me. Our lips just barely touch and my stomach erupts in butterflies. After another excruciating second, he finally places his lips on top of mine and we kiss. It's like I'm on cloud nine and I never want to get off. We separate for second, taking it in. It was even a second after we parted that we crashed our lips onto each other again. Now we're making out.