Author's Note: I have been writing Let It Go. I came up with this idea and I wanted to try it out. Please tell me if I should continue or not. It's just an idea. Thanks! Enjoy!

It hurt to see her hurt. The way her tough exterior crumbled. There was nothing I could do to help her. I didn't know her. I only observed from afar.

She was beautiful. I dreamed of her daily. Her red, silky hair; I wanted to run my hands through it. Her cobalt blue eyes, reminded of the ocean, I could swim in them all day.

I wanted to know her. I didn't have the guts. I should. I'm good looking. I'm charming. But, she was her. She was strong, independent, smart. And, I was…me.

I didn't know why she was hurting and I wanted to know. I was sitting down the bar from her. She was nineteen but this tavern sold underage. She never drank, she was usually more collected than this. I knew something…something was wrong.

"Take a picture." She said, directed my way.

"Um…sorry. I…"

"If you're going to look at me like that at least get closer."

I slid over one chair.

"Is everything ok?"

"Yea. No. Actually, my life kinda sucks right now."

"I don't see how it could."

"Yea, my boyfriend broke up with me. Tomorrow, I'm going into work and my dad is just gonna say 'I told you so'. I can't handle that."

"He's not going to say 'I told you so'. He's going to say that your ex is an idiot." I said with a smirk. I am not good at making people feel better but, I had to try. For her.

"That's sweet. But, no. Speaking of work, I should get going." She said getting up, stumbling doing so.

"I'll call you a cab."

"I'm fine really."She said taking a step but falling into me instead.

Yea, she defiantly wasn't driving.

"I'll take you home."

I grabbed her arm to steady her and guided her to my car.

"You're cute." She said while I drove her back to the campus.

"That's very flattering. But, you're drunk so you probably can't see straight."

"And, a sense of humor. My kind of guy."

"Where is your dorm at?" I asked trying to deflect the compliment. My heart beating so fast. I mean the girl of my dreams is not only sitting in my car but she also just told me that I was her kind of guy.

"Let's go back to your place."

"Where is your dorm?"

"I don't know." She said the vibrations of the car lulling her to sleep.

I looked over to my right. She was asleep. Pure beauty. I decided to take her to my apartment instead. I carefully grabbed her in my arms and carried her to my room. She was half awake and half asleep.

I laid her down on my bed and tucked her in. She grabbed my hand.

"Thanks."

"Yea. No problem. I'll be in the living room if you need anything."

I awoke early the next morning. I was sore, the couch was not very comfortable.

"Hi, there." She said standing in the doorway of my bedroom.

"Hi. You're awake." I said getting up in a hurry.

"I'm really sorry about imposing. I usually don't do this. I'm Alexis Castle." She said holding out her hand and I took it in mine, the fireworks between us were undeniable.

"No, you were at the bar. I didn't want you to drive. So, I brought here. Nothing happened."

"Thank you. I should be going. I'm really sorry." She said walking to the front door. Alexis turned suddenly. "I didn't catch your name."

"Jasper."

"Jasper. Do you go to Columbia?"

"Yea. I study political science."

"That's impressive. I'm studying to be a medical examiner."

"I know. I see you around the medical building a lot."

"Well, Jasper…maybe I'll see you around." She grabbed the doorknob and twisted it open. "What's your last name?"

"Jasper…Bracken."