Jason's P.O.V.
------- Flashback -------
I was walking around the streets just clearing stuff in my head. A familiar figure stood infront of me.
"We never finish our talk, Jace." she says emotionless. Only her mouth was visible.
She pulls me by my torso and we end up in a dead end.
"I know you have her." she says.
"Who are we talking 'bout here?" I cockily said giving her a grin.
"Fuck Jace! Stop playing games with me! " she pulls down her hoodie, exposing her face. "You know exactly who!" she spat in my face.
"What do you suggest I should do, Perrie?" I wiped my face.
"Look, Just hand her over to us, or we'll have to take her by force. Your choice." she places her hand on my chest and stares at my eyes flirtatiously.
"Not happening."
"Jacey, Please? For me? For... Us?" this is a little intriguing. She buries her face in my neck, pecking.
"No." I whispered. She pulls back and gives me that bitch face.
"No?" she scoffs and checks my expression. Stay neutral. "Fine! I guess it would be fun to leave a little mess again for a long long while." she giggles in a way that she is up to no good.
Fuck! She's gonna kill her and leave me and the gang to clean it up. Sir JC will catch us afterwards. If it really is her, though.
Scare her off then. Make her go back safe at her home.
------- End of F.B. -------
