SHE'S MINE → JASON MCCANN

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"Let me see your face." He demanded. I tried to brush past him but he grabbed my upper arm, pulling me back in front of him. I didn't understand why he was acting very abusive. "I'm fine." I breathed. I had my head down, hopping that my hair would cover my bruise. He put his finger under my chin lifting my head up. He hesitantly used his finger, slowly moving my hair from my face.

I saw as he watched the mark that lingered by my eye. I knew he was getting upset because I saw the way his jaw was clenched. Is he upset that he did this to me, or is he just mad that I lied & said I was fine? It was throbbing & it was right beside my eye. Which made it hard for me to blink.

Jason & his friends decided that they should stop off at a hotel to get some rest. I should've expected that he would want us to share a room...& a bed. I still didn't know where we were. Every time I would ask him he would flat out ignore me. He was treating me the way I treated him in the beginning. Maybe I deserve this, I thought.

"Don't." I whispered as I saw him lifting up his finger to graze over it. It hurt way too much, I hoped that I didn't  have a concussion because I had hit my head really hard against the glass interior. "Let me fix it for you." He soothingly said. I grabbed his wrist, pulling his finger from my chin. "I don't want you touching me." I said, while watching him. A small chuckled escaped his lips, confirming his horrible mood swings.

"I don't need permission to touch you." He said, while bitting his lip.

"So if you don't, why haven't you made any real sexual advances to me then. You know if you did I would hate you." I argued back.

"At this point, I don't give a shit about you hating me. And also if you wanted me to touch you, all you had to was ask." I watched as his famous sly smirk crossed his face. He was  being disgusting. I didn't know if it was the lack of my love that was causing this.

"I may love you but I don't ask permission for anything baby." He breathed. His face was directly in front of mine. You could hear how heavy he was breathing, how bad he wanted to actually touch me. I could see it in the way he would always glance at my lips.

He pushed me up against the wall, I almost screamed. That's how sudden & forceful it was. He leaned, laying his face in my neck. It did not seem like he was in his right frame of mind, which was everyday I've been with him.

"I love you." I felt his warm breathing against my neck. I shouldn't be allowing this. He basically was encouraging that he could rape me any time he wants. Everything was going so well, I just didn't know what happened?

"I don't." I whispered to myself. I felt his body tense, he lifted his head up. Watching me with angered eyes. "Must you remind me?" He questioned, narrowing his eyes at me.

I made an advancement to walk past him, hoping he would stop bothering me—but that made him even more upset. He pushed my body back onto the wall. "I'm not finished, Stop walking away from me." He said softly. I swallowed down hard, trying to compose myself from lashing out. Two hotheads only leads to more fire...right?

"Kiss me like you actually mean it." He whispered. I furrowed my eyes. Is this what all this is about, he thinks that I kissed him because I felt sorry for him? I wished it was fake.

"It wasn't fake." I sighed.

"You're lying,"

"No I'm not." I argued back. I felt a tear threatening to fall from my eye. I grabbed his face, watching deep into his brown eyes. I slowly leaned in, spontaneously planting my lips upon his.

His lips were soft & you can tell he's had experience with kissing females. His hand were wrapped around my waist, while mine were clutching his face. I tilted my head to the side deepening the very heated kiss, his hands started roaming over my body.

—Until our hotel room door swung open.

"Wow, sorry for cock blocking." Josh said. His eyes were popping out from their sockets. He looked like he saw a ghost. He started shifting uncomfortably on his feet.

"What do you want?" Jason asked, he was annoyed. After seeing Josh's uneasiness I never turned around again, I started feeling a bit embarrassed.

"The meeting is in Zayn's hotel room." He said. I heard the door, quickly shut. I'm guessing josh did something funny because when I looked up at Jason , there was a smirk on his face. "A meeting for what?" I asked softly. He leaned down, watching me intensely. "I wanna kiss you again." He said while making a pouty face, a small smile appeared on my lips just watching him.

I leaned in, hesitantly placing a peck on his lips. Once I pulled away his eyes were still closed, he slowly opened them, he didn't seem happy as before. He looked worried.

"What does this mean for us?" He whispered.

I had no idea.

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