Pancakes

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I woke up with a warmth against my back and arms around my waist, what the fuck. I freak out and jump out of their arms. I look over and it's .. Jason ? What is he- wait did we do it? I look around as he wakes shot up quickly and grabbing his head. "What's wrong, are you okay?" I look at him, wait, I remember, he called me and he came over and I fell asleep on him. "um, no, i mean yes, I'm fine." I say with a fake smile, I smell pancakes? "Shit." I accidentally let out. "what is it?" He says with worry filling his eyes. "Uh, nothing my mom's making breakfast, and I don't know how she's going to react to me coming downstairs with a b- um you." I say quickly, "well, I can leave then?" He says. I don't want him to, I don't know why but I don't. "No, it's okay, did we.. um, do anything..?" I say hoping we didn't. "No! No, I respect you too much, just a guy and a girl sleeping in a bed together that's all" He says adding a nervous chuckle at the end. "Oh, okay well then let's go eat." I walk out with him behind me. As I go downstairs my mom says "Goodmorning darling, are you hungry?" without looking up. "Uh, yeah." I say and direct Jason to go sit down with me. "Here you g- WHO IS THAT!" she says almost screaming. "Mom, calm down, his name is, um," I say, she knows who Jason is, but she's never seen him so i cant say that. "You don't even know his name, you little whore" Ouch. "Hey! First of all my name is Jason, and she is in no way whore, and you shouldn't have called her that, you're her mother for god's sake." He said, angry at first but calming down towards the end. Wow, somebody actually defending me, that never happens. "Second of all, I came here to her all by herself wit-" "NOTHING! Jason nothing, I was here by myself and he called me and I asked him to come over, but by the time we were done talking, it was 2am, you came home and went to sleep, so we did too not wanting to ask you to drive him home." I said, my mom cant know I'm cutting again, she will take me back to the mental hospital. "Oh, okay, I'm sorry sweetie, is this the Jason you talk about alot?" dammit "Um, no, this is another one, he's a lot nicer." I say shooting a glance at him getting a soft smile in return. "Okay, if I ever see the other Jason I will rip his fucking head off and- um, nothing, ha, do you want pancakes Jason?" Oh my god, is she trying to scare him? "Sure, thanks alot." He said and added a small chuckle, his smile was great, this is great, all of it. We sat down and began to eat.

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