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Chapter Fifteen; So We're A Thing?

My eyes slowly fluttered opened to the feel of Jason's arms tightening around me. I opened my eyes and turned my head. Jason was sleeping peacefully with his head near the crook of my neck. I smiled at him. I was slightly confused about where we stood. Were we friends, or more than that? I mentally shook my head. I'll ask that later.

I looked at the clock and it read 11 am. This boy just keeps on sleeping, doesn't he? I slowly slid from his grip and walked to my purse that was set on the floor by Jason's dresser. I bent down grabbing my makeup bag and walked to the bathroom. I quickly did a light layer of makeup and walked back out. I looked at Jason who was sleeping soundly without a worry.

I smiled and walked downstairs where I heard the guys walking around and talking. I pulled Jason's shirt that I was wearing down a little more, so I wouldn't be so revealing. As soon as I walked downstairs, the guys turned their heads towards me. "Morning." I smiled. "Morning? More like afternoon." Zak joked.

"Shut up." I giggled. "Calm down, Reed. Just a joke." He said handing me a cup of coffee. I thanked him and took a sip of the warm drink that tasted almost like hot chocolate. "So where's Jason?" "Upstairs sleeping." Alex scoffed. "That's all that kid does." I smiled to myself at his comment. Minutes later, we heard footsteps walking down the stairs. I turned my head towards the staircase and saw Jason walking towards the kitchen where we were all standing.

He had messy morning hair and was wearing nothing but sweatpants like when we went to bed last night. Before grabbing a cup of coffee like everyone else, he walked to me and placed a kiss on my cheek. Zak and the rest of the guys looked at each other in confusion and then smirked at me and Jason when he stood next to me wrapping an arm around my waist. I looked up at him in confusion too.

Like I said earlier. I didn't know where we stood. I honestly wanted to be more than friends with Jason. But it's not my choice. I don't think? "So uh, what's with the -- this?" Zak smirked, motioning his finger to me and Jason. "It's nothing." I shrugged. "Mhm, okay. I'd like to believe that but I can't." He said, and walked away, along with the others. I walked to the sink and washed the cup.

Jason came from behind me and wrapped his arms around me. He rested his chin on my shoulder and kissed my cheek again. I felt my cheeks grow into a strong crimson color. "Jason?" I spoke out. "Hmm?" "Where are we?" I asked. He laughed. "What do you mean where are we? We're at my house." I sighed. "No shit, we're at your house. I mean me & you. You're all affectionate and lovey dovey." I sighed.

"I don't know honestly." "Do you mean, are we a thing?" He asked raising an eyebrow. "Yes! That's exactly what I'm trying to ask." I looked down for a minute then back at me. "Well, I kinda thought we were. From last night and everything. Why? Do you not want to be a thing?" He asked in what sounded like a hurt voice.

"No, no. I do! Really! I really do. You were just sending mixed emotions and I was somewhat confused." I laughed. "Well I won't do it again." He cheekily smiled. I thought for a moment. Jason McCann was now my boyfriend. Wow, that's a big change. "Would you like to join me on a walk around town?" He smirked. "Why I'd love to." We both ran upstairs to get ready. "Here, I'm positive these are yours." Jason said, throwing a pair of shorts at me.

I raised a brow at them. These are mine but when did they stay here. I motioned to Jason to turn around while I changed. He did as I told him and he got ready as well. I threw my shirt on from yesterday since it was the only one here. I turned around and Jason was grabbing a shirt opening it up to put on. His back perfectly visible. The one tattoo he had on his left shoulder blade, his back dimples showing near his boxer waistline due to his pants sagging slightly. His shirt fell loosely over him.

He turned around and smirked at me. "Liked what you saw, hmm?" I rolled my eyes. "You wish," I said placing his sweatpants neatly in his drawer. "Ready?" He asked. I nodded. We walked down the stairs and through the front door without anyone really noticing. We walked inside of taking the car. It was nice out so why not take advantage of it? Besides, downtown Vegas is only a few blocks from Jason's house surprisingly.

By the time we reached the beginning of stores, Jason's hand found it's way into mine, interlocking fingers. His hand was huge compared to mine. I smiled to myself. I can't believe I was this lucky to end up with someone like him.