Chapter 4: Tonight

Alice's POV

I walked into my house after the cookout. My mind kept wandering back to Jasper. He was so attractive. His honey blond hair framed his head perfectly. His electric blue eyes said that he was strong but I had a feeling he had another side. A side that not many people had ever seen. Maybe he had been through stuff. Stuff that he didn't want anybody to know about. I sighed and plopped on my couch. I turned on the TV and my favorite movie was on. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Pt 2. I loved Harry Potter movies. You can't go wrong with them. It turned out that I fell asleep on the couch. I awoke to the sunlight streaming in through the windows. I stretched and felt an ache in my back. I got up and started to make some coffee. I rubbed my back as I sat on the couch and put on the news. Then that started to bore me. I started watching re-runs of The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.

"Knock knock knock," I heard someone sing. It was Bella.

"Hey Bella," I opened the door and we both settled on in the living room.

"Hey Alice."

"What brings you by?"

"I want you to help me with the wedding."

"Really, oh my god. I'm so excited, what will you wear? Invitations? What about a theme..." I just kept rattling on and on and on.

"ALICE!"

"Hmm."

"Calm down. OK?"

"Ok."

"Deep breaths, deep breaths." I nodded, "Now I'm going dress shopping today, are you coming?" I nodded, "Alright, I'll see you later." She walked out.

A few hours later, we went to the local dress shop. Jessica Stanley-Newton ran it.

"Hey guys," she said, giving us a hug. We were sort of friends. Key word-sort of.

"Hey Jessica," we said.

"So who's getting a dress?"

"I am," Bella said.

"So Edward popped the question, eh?"

"Yeah."

"But you guys have only been dating for about a year." Bella turned to the side and Jessica saw her baby bump. "OK then, come on over."

The first dress was an Alfred Angelo strapless dress. It was tight at the top and flared out at the waist so it hid her baby bump. It had a blue belt. She tried it on and it was amazing but she didn't know. The second dress was a Maggie Sottero strapless dress. It was a modern ball gown with a sweetheart neckline. It was to die for. She wanted to try on some more though. In the end she tried on 15 different dresses before I stepped in.

"Try this on," I said, handing her a gown. She put it on and she looked amazing. It was a satin Alfred Angelo with lace-covered long sleeves, a V-neck, cut-out illusion back with a Chantilly-inspired lace appliqué trim, fabric-covered buttons down the back, and a chapel train.

"I love it," she said.

"I knew you would." So we bought the dress and Bella brought me back home. I sat on the couch, reading The Hunger Games. Amazing book. My phone began to ring. I looked and it said unknown.

"Hello," I said, cautiously.

"Alice, it's Jasper," a slightly deep voice said with a southern accent.

"Oh Hey Jasper,"

"Hey. What's up?"

"Not much, um how did you get my number?"

"You gave it to me last night."

"I did?"

"Yeah, I think it was between bottle three and four of beer." I laughed.

"Oh well then."

"Yea, well I called to ask if you wanted to go out tonight?"
"Sure, what time?"
"7."

"OK, see you then." A few hours later, Jasper arrived at my door. He was wearing a black button down shirt and khakis. I was wearing a blue sundress.

"Hey," he said, his southern accent trying to poke through.

"Hey," I said.

"You look great."

"Thanks so do you. Ready?"

"Yeah, come on." He motioned. I locked the door and walked out to his silver camero. I hopped in. The cool leather chilled my skin. We ended up going to a casual restaurant. We had fun.

At the end of the night, he walked me back to my porch. I could feel him leaning in. I tilted my head up. He hesitated, then pressed his lips to mine. Our lips moved in sync. His arms snaked around my waist as he pulled my closer. His breath was sweet, and our kiss said more than the classic good night kiss. We both pulled away, in need of air. He leaned his forehead against mine and closed his eyes. I reached out and gently caressed his cheek. He leaned into my palm and placed a gentle kiss in it. On his face I finally saw a look of relaxation. I had never seen him like this. He is always tense and always having a guard up but now he wasn't tense at all. His breathing began to steadied as well as mine. He gently kissed my temple.

"I'll see you later, Ali," he said and walked to his car. He drove away and I stood on the porch, watching his headlights disappear in the distance.

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