It's thanksgiving and your parents want to meet your new boyfriend. You've been dating for a good 6 months, and he's been in and out of the police station constantly. The police show up on Jason's door step every weekend. My mother would never appro...
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My friends say I'm a fool to think that he's the one for me, I guess I'm just a sucker for blue eyes.
The tattoos running up his arms and around his neck are to die for, and the way he spikes his hair kills me. I've known Jason since 5 years ago, when my brother got a rookie job at the local police station. A 17 year old boy came in the doors, wearing handcuffs and a orange jumpsuit. He smiled at me and flashed his eyes. For a second I was in my own wonderland. I never believed in love at first site, but in that moment, it was real.
My brother warned me about him, saying that he's dangerous and insane. He told Jason to stay away from me, he must've picked up on the way Jason looked at me. My older brother has always been protective of me. After that I never even thought about Jason. I met him again when his jail sentence was up, he moved into town, my very small college town. He would party with the college kids and I would occasionally see him leaving the girls dorm on Sunday mornings, coming from different rooms each time, of course.
I would always watch the movies with the good girls who fall for the bad boys, but I never thought that I would be that girl, and Jason would be that boy.
Long story short, I ended up drunk one night and woke up with Jason beside me. He smiled and said "we should do this again". He got dressed and left. Not even leaving a cell number. Something about the way he is makes me crazy. Something about Jason makes me love him.
