Jason McCann love story

chapter 24 ~oblivious

Chapter 26

Jason’s P.O.V

Honey was sprawled across the hard ground. Her hair clung to her body, her eyes closed and her hand was by her head, palm up.

In shock, I took a step back. There was red liquid smeared all over her palm and fingers and some of her hair turned a light red.

Honey’s P.O.V

I groaned as I turned to my side, shoving my face in the soft pillow-

Pillow?

Was I dreaming?

I lifted myself up and then winced as my hand shot up to feel the soft padding of bandage that covered my head. My head stung and buzzed with pain.

That’s right... I fell.

I flinched as I heard someone clear his throat. I looked ahead and it took me a while to realise who was leaning against the door frame, arms crossed.

I was shocked as I realised who it was. Jason’s hair was completely different. His helmet head hair was gone and replaced with short sides and a leaned back yet tall front.

I know I feel horrible at the moment but I’ve got to tell you, if I thought he was hot before, he’s freaking sexy now!

“You hit your head.” That was all he said. Dull and lacking every bit of love he had for me before. Just after he said those words, he turned around and walked off.

I didn’t know whether or not to follow him or not. The place where he was only seconds ago looked so empty and I just wanted to see him again. It was as if I was seeing a new version of Jason.

A sexier version of Jason. (photo on the side)

I forced myself out of bed and although I was dizzy, I followed him down the stairs and stumbled in the kitchen. He was looking through cabinets and the fridge when the smell hit me. I breathed in the beautiful scent of pasta but then was disturbed by the sound of a crunch.

My eyes opened lazily to reveal Jason with his oh so gorgeous and indescribable mesmerising eyes watching me.

I couldn’t identify the expression on his face but he had averted his gaze too quickly. He set an empty bowl on the counter next to the pot filled with pasta and headed off with a packet of Doritos.

I was confused for a while but my stomach growled like a dying llama so I scooped some pasta with a spoon I found and placed it down on the dining table, where I picked at my food. I started to think of how much of an idiot I was to Jason. How the heck could I have done that to him? He must still be angry. I don’t deserve such a kidnapper. He’s always been so much nicer than anyone I’ve known and he’s my kidnapper.

When I heard the sound of the T.V, I snapped back to reality and ate my food. I surprised to find myself scabbing for the sauce at the end of the saucepan with my spoon.

I heard a footstep behind me and I panicked. My spoon dropped, causing me to slip and fall on my butt. I felt so embarrassed. Not only because I fell down in front of him, but because I ate the whole damn saucepan!

It was so quiet that I decided to just get up and when I did, I caught a glimpse of him before he charged up the stairs. He looked pissed as hell but to my surprise, also had a corner of his mouth tilted upward.

I bolted into the nearest bathroom and cleaned my face and hands with the pretty smelling soap. 

I glanced at myself in the mirror but I had to clasp my hand onto my mouth to not scream. My hair looked lifeless, dull... dead.