“Jason Stoppp,” I said through my giggling.
“Not until you say yes.” Jason said, he was on top of me tickling like I’ve never been tickled before.
“Fine, FINE I’ll go wherever you want to go.” I screamed. He didn’t stop.
“Good girl, now eat.” Wow, Bipolar much.
I sat down grabbing a bowl of strawberry’s and Greek yoghurt. Jason was drinking coffee watching TV. I love seeing him like this, just a boy watching TV. He looked younger this way, maybe it was the light but he looked good, innocent, sweet. It made me wonder, it still makes me wonder how he could’ve done all those things. I mean I love Jason, at least I think I do. But I’ll never fully understand him.
He’s kind and honest with me. He opened up to me, more than he ever done before. And I couldn’t ask more than that. I just wanted to know why? He always told me the ‘truth’ But not how he felt, not what was going through his head. How could I ever understand this boy, if I don’t even know why?
“So Mr McCann where are you taking me?” I asked.
“Now that would ruin the date wouldn’t it?” He said winking at my, I just rolled my eyes.
“Don’t do that.”
“What rolling my eyes, why?”
“Cause it makes my want to put you over my knees,” What! Over his knees? Like spanking?!
I stood up, “Why Jason, why when you know about Chris would you possibly say something like that?”
“I’m sorry Jane, I just want you to get over your fear.” He says.
“And telling me you want to spank me would help that?”
“No… I don’t know maybe?”
“Maybe? See that’s the problem Jason you just don’t think, for such a god business man your not really smart.”
“Oh I am smart Jane… I just don’t have a heart.”
“Oh cut the drama the camera’s aren’t rolling.”
“It’s true, everyone I know, really know says so.”
“Did I ever say that?”
“No, but you where two seconds away from it!”
Shit he has a point, smart bastard!
“I hate you.” I Spat. He came over to me.
“I hate It your always right,” he was in front of me now, eyes boring into mine.
“I hate it you always think your right, I hate your always smarter than me, I hate it feeling like your not opening up to me all the time,” his stare was so intense, but my mouth just wouldn’t shut up. It was like all the feelings I had over the past weeks where pouring right out. “I hate it you always spend money like it’s nothing, I hate the looks you get from every girl you walk past, I hate feeling like I’m not enough for you.” His hand reached for my cheek.
“Don’t touch me!” I spat, “Jane how could you possibly feel like that?” Jason said overly calm. “Your beautiful, intelligent, funny, I’m a fucking rapist for Christ sake!” His hand was going through his hair. “Don’t try to even say you feel like your not enough for me, when I thank the lord every night on my bare knees to have you by my side.” He came up to me again, his hand touched my cheek, I didn’t push it away this time, as soon as he noticed he cupped my face. “Why are we like this?” I asked.
“Because that’s what we do, we fight, we can’t agree on anything, challenge each other every day, and why? I don’t know. All I know is I’m crazy about you Jane. And it will only be you,” tears where in my face. “Why are we so fucked up Jason?” I murmured grabbing his white shirt and pulling him onto me hugging him. “I don’t know Jane, I just try to be a good boyfriend.”
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Match Made In Heaven - Jason McCan Love Story
FanficSomeone once told me, "The opposite of fear is love." I didn't understand it at first, I mean I fear spiders, the dark, and a bunch of other things, and I do not love them. But then they asked me, "What's something you fear of losing?" And I said, "...
