Insecurity Turns To Insanity(Jason McCann/Justin Bieber fan fiction)[ON HOLD]

CHAPTER 7

Katie's P.O.V

Ugh! I stil can't believe this is happening to me...

My parents are gonna kill me...

If Jason didn't laugh his heart out at me and didn't say anything, we'll surely be at peace.

But not...

I sighed. "What have I got myself into?"

Wait...

That just a simple offense...

Right?

And I just got involve with?!

I just---

What's wrong with people this day always startling me when I'm lost in my train of thoughts.

"What's wrong?" Jason asked, sympathy visible in his voice. He can be so bipolar at times. I just notice since we met a while ago,he can go from charming to cutie to badass guy and now the sweet one.

He's way more confusing than math though to be honest...

'Can I just yell or get mad at him or something?' Just look at him. How can you do that to him. Okay, I can do this

Don't yell...

I sighed. "What's wrong with me?! it's you that I should ask you about that. What's going on in your mind!" I shrieked, some students look at our direction. 'oops' but Jason glared at then and they quickly look away and almost stumbled in the process when they are running away from Jason's death glare.

"Shhh.... lower your voice, you're embarrassing me!" He hissed at me. 'Douche got the nerve'

I scoffed, I just shake my head and continue to where we're going but if you think we're walking peacefully the you're wrong.

While we're talking... errr shouting or whatever you call it, we finally reached our destination: The Detention Room

"Awww... poor Jase, you don't like that do you?" I cooed at Jason whose cheeks are fully flushed. Aw, he looks so hot and adorable at the same time when he's mad.

"Shut up." Jason walked pass me and entered the room

I followed him but I abruptly stop in my tracks.

Wow...

I was expecting the detention room to be a dungeon that lined up with a lot of electric chairs and a lie detectors, but no it's more like welcoming though.

I was exaggerating. Ha-ha

My bad...

It's just like a classroom, a simple room with chairs arranged in a circular form and a black board or should I say green-board with the words written 'Silence' and 'No cellphones allowed' on it.

I sat next to Jason who is busy going through his iPhone and texting someone. It could be his girlfriend or whoever that is because he is concentrating on it, it's like if you disturb him, he'll explode and...

Hold on...

Rules are rules though, no cellphones are allowed but he is...

Ugh... never mind

He is a badass anyway, as far as I know for the past hours that I am with him.

Anyway, I am asking him who he is texting I don't care what he says. I'm a curious girl, I can't help it but ask.

"Who are you texting?" I whisper to Jason, who was taken a back and almost drop his phone in the process and I earn a glare from him.

I'm internally laughing at his clumsiness omfg