I put my bat back in the closet and walked to my room to find Jason in my closet. fuck. "hey, you have some pretty cool stuff in here." his usual voice of confidence was back, which kind of annoyed me, why? I have no idea. "one, I told you to stay out of my closet!" I whisper yelled "and two be quiet my mom's home already." I said sternly. wow, I haven't actually been able to tell someone what to do in a while, my little sisters don't even listen to me. Jason looked at me worriedly and nodded. "Is your mom going to be mad that I'm here?" he says out of nowhere. "She won't even know your here, she never has time for me, it's always work or shopping or something, I'm surprised she came home today." I said, why am I telling him all this? it's not like he actually cares. "oh, um, okay then." he takes another look at my closet before shutting it, thank god, if he would've saw what was behind the pile of clothes he'd surely never talk to me again. Then he does something I never expected, he jumps over to my bed and lays down taking up most of it. I guess I'm sleeping on the couch, or maybe the floor, since I always end up on the floor anyways. I laugh and roll my eyes to go get ready for bed although I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep, because I ran out of my insomnia pills. When I walked back down the hallway I heard shuffling around in my room, then as I opened the door Jason lied there in my bed, he pretended to be sleeping, but he was a horrible pretender. "I know your up, I heard you before I came in" I said quietly so my mom wouldn't hear. he mumbled something that only a butterfly 2 mm away from him would be able to understand. "What?" I said, he patted the spot next to him and said "lay down with me." in more of a commanding to be then an asking tone. "I think I'll just sleep on the floor.. it's fine, you're the guest." I say slowly so hoping he'll just fall asleep. "no, I don't want to sleep another night without you." he said. Wow, this guy is weird, but still I go to lay down.. on the floor. "I'm here, so yeah goodnight." I say hoping he'll leave me alone to yet another sleepless night. Then he does something I'd never guess he'd do, he gets up and walks toward me, he picks me up bridal style and lays me down on the bed. Nobody has ever been able to pick me up, much less carry me, or even want to. I try to move back to the floor but then I feel his muscular arms grab me back then settle to my waist. "Now I can have a goodnight." he says and I feel him smile. All of a sudden I find myself drifting off to sleep, which I haven't been able to do without my pills for 2 years. Maybe he's different.. maybe.

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To This New Year (C)
Teen FictionI don't own any of the characters, nor most of the pictures, btw the pictures will most likely have nothing to do with the chapter i just like them. this story is not true, if a name appears of somebody dead or alive that is by coincidence. Also I...