“Jasper was the first one I saw—he didn’t seem to see me at all. His eyes were only for Alice. She went quickly to his side; they didn’t embrace like other couples meeting there. They only stared into each other’s faces, yet, somehow, the moment was so private that I still felt the need to look away.”
“About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him-and I didn’t know how potent that part might be-that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.”
Requested by anonymous:jasper x reader and the reader is shy but confident and can be funny at the wrong time. Since she’s dating jasper, she hasn’t met the major yet, so when she does she teases him, but good natured, yet everyone is worried that the major will overreact. The volturi find out about her and her powers *controls the elements* she accidentally makes fun of how Aro giggles, the major comes out but everything turns out okay. I just need protective and fluffy major so much right now
I’m sorry this took so long! I lost all inspiration to write for a while and I didn’t want to just write like complete garbage lol. Also, I changed it up a bit, but protective Jasper is still there. I hope you like it!
You were sitting in the Cullen living room along with the family, just enjoying the afternoon together.
Suddenly, Alice gasped and the book she was reading fell to the floor.
“What is it Alice?” Bella looked at her with concern and reached to touch her arm.
Alice’s eyes were completely zoned out and she looked faint. You felt nervous not knowing what she was seeing. A few moments later her eyes cleared up and her brows knit together in focus. “They’re coming for her.”
Your stomach flipped and fear burned through your veins. “W-what? Me? And who?”
Jasper moved quickly over to you and held you. “Why? What do they want?” You had never heard him sound so scared.
“I saw them testing her abilities…they must know she’s special…” She trailed off and looked at you.
“Who?!” You shouted.
“The Volturi.” She blinked, still a bit out of it.
You remembered Jasper once telling you about the Italian coven, but you had never met them in person.
“Well what do we do? When will they be here?” Esme stepped forward.
“Soon…I’m—I’m not sure exactly, but soon.”
All of a sudden, Emmett came through the doorway looking angry. “The Volturi are coming. I saw them in the clearing while I was out hunting. Why the hell are they here?!” He raised his voice.
“They want to meet (Y/N).” Esme looked over at him. She moved in front of you and held your hands, looking into your eyes. “We’ll keep you safe, I promise.”
You nod and look over your shoulder at Jasper. You couldn’t quite read his face but you knew he was thinking of how to protect you.
My legs couldn’t possibly move any faster but I tried anyway.
I couldn’t remember what I was running from, all I knew was that it struck fear in every vein in my body.
“Paul!” I screamed, pushing up the incline that the forest provided.
“Paul!” I screamed again, tears flowing freely down my face.
I kept running, and running but I knew this entity was gaining on me. I felt its presence along my back, felt it’s heavy breathing on my neck.
“Paul!” I screamed one last time before the entity snaked its hand around my throat.
I woke up drenched in sweat. My pajamas sticking to every inch of my body.
“Shit.” I muttered into the empty room.
I grabbed my phone to look at the time.
‘1:22 am.’ I thought.
It was almost time for Paul to get off from patrols and I couldn’t let him see me like this. The man goes out every night looking for vampires for crying out loud, the last thing he needed after yet another long night was coming to see me and me panicking over a nightmare.
I got some fresh clothes and headed to the bathroom to rinse myself from the disgusting amount of sweat the nightmare produced.
When I got out, Paul was climbing through my bedroom window.
“Hey, baby.” he greeted, nearly knocking himself out on the window pane.
“Hey.” I greeted, trying my hardest not to let the terror I just went through show.
“You okay?” he asked, sitting himself at his usual seat along my bedroom wall.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just haven’t been to sleep yet.” I lied, walking over to him.
I was welcomed by open arms and gladly leaped into them, wrapping my arms around his inferno of a torso.
I was just getting comfortable, finding solace in the presence of Paul and the unusual silence he brought with him tonight.
“Y/N, you’re shaking.” he whispered, taking my hand in his.
It was then I realized that I was in fact shaking, and I couldn’t even stop it.
“Y/N, baby, tell me what’s wrong.” he urged, turning to face me, stroking his thumb over my cheek.
“It was just a dumb ass nightmare.” I answered, my voice coming out too hoarse to sound even remotely convincing.
“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked, pulling me back into him.
“No.” I answered honestly, burying my face deeper into his chest. My tears starting to drench his shirt.
“Okay. Then, we’ll just sit here.” he said, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
“No, Paul, baby you need to sleep. I’ll be fine, it was just a nightmare.” I said, trying to wiggle out from his embrace.
“What I need is for you to be okay. You don’t need worry about me okay, baby? You just let me take care of you. As long as you’re okay? I’ll be perfectly fine.” he said, pressing a gentle yet passionate kiss to my lips.
And that’s the last thing I remember before drifting off into a perfect, dreamless sleep.