*Jason's pov.*
Quickly I grab a small stone from the ground and throw it on the big window above me. As nothing happens I groan and take another stone. The moment I want to throw it the window gets opened.
»Jason?«, I hear her soft voice wonder.
Instantly I climb up an old ladder which is built on the wall in front of me. As I arrive at the wide window I enter my girlfriend's room as fast as possible. I close the window and look out of it once more to make sure no one saw me. Then I turn to Y/N, my girlfriend.
»What happened?«, she asks her eyes widen at my reflection.
»Don't worry everything is okay«, I tell her and I feel my heart still racing.
»But look at you«, she says,»Wait, stay here I'll get something to clean you up.«
Y/N walks to her bathroom. Meanwhile I stand in front of her mirror which is beside her bed. I feel sick when I see myself. My face has some bruces and my hair is totally messed up. I put my shirt up and sigh as I catch sight of a big wound.
Why do I always have to get involved in everything?, I ask myself and pull my shirt down again.
Some cops caught me tonight doing a drug deal. It was horrible. I mean it happened once but this time I really was scared. I was afraid. Not because I could've get in prison. No. It's because I could've lost the love of my life. I couldn't be by Y/N's side anymore. I couldn't hold her anymore when she's sad or make funny jokes with her or just go out with her and enjoy some time off. This is my biggest fear to lose Y/N. She's the only thing that holds me together.
»Okay, so put this on your face«, I hear her say and turn around,»Sit on the bed, baby.«
I take a seat on her fluffy bed and put the ice cold pack which she gave me on my scars.
»Do you have any other pain?«, Y/N wonders looking deep in my eyes.
»No«, I lie shaking my head.
»Of course you have. Pull your shirt up«, she demands and I roll my eyes.
»You're needy, huh?«, I smirk and she gives me a fake smile.
As she catches sight of my big wound Y/N frowns.
»Jason, what did you do?«, she asks me with a serious tone in her voice.
»It's nothing I just had a small fight«
»This doesn't seems like a small fight«
»But it is! Okay?«, I raise my voice a bit and Y/N gulps down hard,»Can we just talk about something else?«
Immediately she gives me one of her sweet smiles while tieing my scar with some sheets.
»All right I'm finished. You can lay on the bed I will just get ready real quick«, she tells me and I make myself comfortable on her bed.
Y/N walks to the bathroom and I close my eyes.
I don't want to tell her what happened. I feel ashamed of it.
»Jason?«, I hear her tender voice call out.
»Yeah?«, I answer and open my eyes again.
Suddenly I see her body from the mirror beside the bed.
»I will tell you a problem rn and you have to help me find a solution for it«, she says and I nod.
»Okay«
»Good so you know Layla my best friend? She-«, Y/N starts but my thoughts drift away.
I watch her take off her make up and clean her face with the warm water from the sink. She looks so much more natural without all this beauty products. It gives me a special feeling in my stomache seeing Y/N like that. I feel special because she only does it when I'm with her although she's very insecure. I love her flaws they only make her ten times more attractive than she already is.
»Then I said to her why don't you talk to him he's your boyfriend-«, she talks but my mind can't process it.
I catch sight of Y/N who ties her hair in a messy bun and at the same time her night grown lifts up a bit revealing more of her gorgeous figure. Staring at her beautiful legs further up to her perfect curves I open my mouth a bit. She looks so stunning it literally blows my mind away.
»And she's so over him I know it but I guess he's a fuckboy-«, I hear her say.
Finally she puts her bra in the right position and enters her room again but still I can't take my eyes off of her. The way her light hair swings while she walks makes me stare at her even more. Now Y/N looks at me and I can look at her wonderful face. I examine her plump pink tasty lips and crave them on mine already. Then I catch sight of her gorgeous eyes which are looking directly in mine. Slowly I feel the nervousness rise in my body.
»So now the question is«, Y/N says and lays beside me on the bed,»«What should I do to help her?«
Lost in thoughts I check her whole body one more time befor looking in her sparkling eyes again. Y/N stares at me waiting for a respond.
»I don't know an answer«, I say and her eyes instantly lose their light,»But I can tell you how goddamn beautiful you are.«
Immediatly she blushes and I smile wide. I love it how her cheeks flush red and she doesn't want too look at me because she knows she can't stop smiling.
»Did you even listen?«, she laughs a bit.
»I didn't have the time to«, I tell her,»I saw you trough the mirror so it was hard to pay attention.«
Y/N stares at me again and gives me a light smile. Suddenly I remember the situation from tonight. I clench my jaw and look at her soft lips. Then in her eyes again.
»Can I ask you a favour?«, I wonder.
»Sure«
»Can you make me forget?«, I ask Y/N looking at her lips once more.
»Something bad happened today, am I right?«
»I don't want to talk about it«, I raise my voice.
She gulps down hard and catches sight of my lips too. Normally I hate being weak. I hate showing my feelings. But every time Y/N is beside me I love to be weak. I love to tell her what I feel because it seems like she's the only one who really understands me. I love to hear her soothing words and just being able to be myself around her.
»What can I do?«, Y/N whispers.
»Make me feel strong again«, I tell her.
Instantly I grab her beautiful face with my cold hands. She freezes for a moment but I already press my lips on hers.
I hate being weak but I love how she makes me stronger.
