Jason McCann love story

jason mccan chapter 3

                      Jason McCann story chapter 3

Jason McCann story chapter 3
I got in the van, terrified knowing I’m going to get hurt either way. I still couldn’t see the guy who captured me but there where two older guys in the car.
“What do you want from me?” I asked loudly
“What’s your name? “The older man said as his eyes flickered to me ignoring my question.
“None of your fkn business!” I shouted angry
“Johnson I guess u found yourself a feisty one” the other older man said smilling.
I heard the boy who kidnap me chuckle I still couldn’t see them it was really dark.
“What are you laughing at asshole?” I angrly shouted.
There was silence until I felt him walk towards me
“ bitch who the fck do you think you are, talking to me like that “he said slapping me really hard that made me hit the floor I was still weak from last night so as I hit the ground I hit my head that’s when everything turned black.
I felt my eyelids open slowly from someone shaking me, as I opened my eyes I gazed into the most beautiful hazel, brown eyes I’ve ever seen, they were the eyes from my dream.
God he was hot, no he was sexy with his black earing, he had natural pink, full lips, tall, brownish hair, and he looked like he worked out. (justin bieber)
I felt my cheeks burn I must be blushing bad. My eyes where mesmerised into his hazel, brown sexy eyes. 
“Oh how cute your blushing” he said flashing me a gorgeous smile that can make my heart melt, I felt myself blush more.

“what do you want from me”

“you just got to do as I say and no one will get and don’t try escape cause you cant” he said looking into my eyes with all seriousness

Why are you on me?”I said trying to change the subject
“I was trying to wake you up” he said getting up
“whats your name” I said looking into his eyes 
“Jason yours” he said holding it hand out to help me up as he pulled me up I realised his hand were so soft I could of kept my hands in his forever I realised I was still holding his hand, my hand shout out of his hand at that moment that thought passed my mined.
“u-h-h, h-0-n-e-y” I said trying not to blush
I couldn’t like my kidnapper I couldn’t, well that what im trying to convince myself.
“Put these on” he said chucking me a bag bag with clothes. I opend the bag and found a really short black tight dress with black heals.
“im knot wearing this” I said handing him back the close
“Why”
“Because I’m not a slut” 
“Put these on or ill put them on you” I didn’t oped my mouth as he said that I didn’t know if he was joking or not and I didn’t want to find out.
“It would be nice if you can unhand cuff me” I said looking down at my hands
“Whatever” he said while taking them off
I looked around the bedroom it was massive
“Why do I have to wear this?” I said looking at the clothes on the bed
“Because you have to pretend to be my girlfriend” he said smoothly
“Why do I have to pretend to be your girlfriend?”
“Safety reasons”
“Look who’s talking! You knocked me-“
“Just shut up and put the damn clothes on!”
I looked at him, just waiting for him to walk out, but he was just looking at me leaning against the wall with with his arms folded and a cocky smile spread across his face.
“A little privacy would be nice” I said rolling my eyes
He smiled and walked out.
It took me a couple of seconds to slide the dress on.
I looked in the mirror, my hair was messed up so I perfected it, and my make up was still good thanks god! No one can see my bruises.
“Are you done yet” I heard Jason shout. “Are you dressed yet” I heard him shout again.
“Yes”
“Instantly” I heard the twisting sound of the door. Scream escaped me as I jumped in the air, my arms clutching my torso.
“I glared at him in horror and frustration.
“Why the hell did you come in!”
He ignored me.
I looked at him; he changed what he was wearing. He know was wearing, black skinny jeans, with a whit v-shirt, white suprea sneakers, he had a white earing and his hair messy witch made him look hotter, god he looked even more sexy if that was even possible.
He cleared his throat, looking at the length of my dress and a smirk spread across his face.
“just WHERE are you looking at” I said putting my hand on my hips
I could feel his eyes on me but I didn’t want to lock into his eyes, so I focused my eyes on his shirt I was mesmerized into his see-through shirt, damn he had abs.
“Shouldn’t I be asking you that” he teased.
I looked up not knowing what to say. I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment.
“Shouldn’t we get going” I said trying to change the change the subject.
He looked at me for a while and his smile was slowly disappearing and his eyebrows wear drawing together.
“can I see something?”
He walked over to me and outstretched his hand to my neck.
Abruptly, I turned away, facing the mirror and running my fingers throughy hair, trying to get it to cover my bruises.
I felt something against me neck and my hair moved from my neck.
When I heard his gasp, I closed my eyes and felt his lightly touch.

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