Rose: A HenryxJasper Fanfic
RATED: PG-13 FOR KISSING
The assignment was to write a poem about you feelings towards anything. The poem was to be presented in front of the class. That's where our story begins:
“You’re next, Henry,” Mr. Depros called out as the last person walked back to his seat. I stood slowly and walked to the front of the room while holding a red rose, but as I turned back to the class, I felt myself grow nervous. Everyone was staring at me, as if waiting for me to say something that made me sound like a genius, but nothing like that came out when I opened my mouth. Instead, it was a simple poem that expressed my feelings towards…Jasper. I glanced at said boy to see him watching me as well, but when I looked into his eyes, he seemed to be encouraging me. Shifting my eyes back to look at the class, I began to speak,
“What if I said I love you?
What if you said it, too?
What if I always smile,
Whenever I talk to you?
What if I give you a hug?
What if you’re like my drug?
What if I make you cocoa,
In a red colored mug?
What if I give you a kiss?
What if it feels like bliss?
What if it makes you smile?
What if I gave you this?” and with that last word said, I raised the rose and smelled it, grinning at the sweet scent. Claps erupted around the room, and as I walked back towards his seat, I looked over at Jasper to see him smiling softly, but he seemed to be a bit sad at the same time. Confusion filled my mind as I picked up my books and stuffed them into my book bag. Gazing at the rose in my hand for a second, I glanced back at Jasper to see that he was shaking slightly as he sauntered over to me, but when I looked into his eyes, I saw pure sadness and loneliness swim around those beautiful brown eyes.
Sighing, I placed my book bag on my shoulder, moved the rose into my right hand, and gripped Jasper’s wrist with my left, pulling him out of the room and towards the doors that lead outside, ignoring the weird looks people gave us. Jasper made no move to protest, but as we went around the school, I stopped in a spot that no one would see or hear us. Turning to look at Jasper, I saw that he was looking down at his shoes, rocking back and forth on his feet.
“Jasper,” His head slowly moved up so that I could see his beautiful eyes, but my heart broke as I saw that they were turning red and that shiny tears were rolling down his cheeks.
“Henry, who did you write that poem about?” Jasper whispered as he tried to wipe his tears away, but they just kept rolling out. I watched him struggle with them for a minute before pulling him into my arms and spoke softly in his ear.
“It was for…you,” and with that, I pushed him back a bit before handing him the red rose, smiling as his hand gradually came up and took the rose, moving it around in his hand as he stared at it. A grin spread across his face, and as I tilted his chin up, he quietly spoke,
“I thought...you wrote it for someone like Maggie! That’s why I was so sad!” Jasper’s voice was scratchy as he spoke, and as I held him close, his arms slowly moved to wrap around me. I breathed in his smell and leaned my head so that it was against his chest. I could hear his heart beat, and as I felt his hand move my chin so that I was looking at him, I could feel my own heart start beating fast.
Before I knew it, soft lips were pressed lightly against mine. I kissed back happily, feeling his tongue lick at my lips, asking for entrance. I opened my mouth and soon, his tongue was exploring my mouth, pushing up against my own as I decided use my tongue as well. We sparred for a couple minutes before we needed to breathe again. As we pulled apart, I smiled and panted out,
“I love you, Jasper.” Jasper beamed brightly at me before tugging me towards him, holding my body tightly.
“I love you too, Henry.” And as we stood there, neither one of us noticed the crimson red rose that had fallen to the ground. Neither one of them cared, because all they really wanted, was each other.
oO The End Oo
(This is my first fanfic, so please don't be too angry if this story sucks! XD)