The Complicated Jason McCann [on hold]

Chapter 10 - "Return"

-Sophie-

“Having a good time?”

Leroy’s arm suddenly wrapped around me warmly.

“Great time actually.” I responded cheerfully, “What about you?”

He took a sip of his beer. “Yeah, Daniel’s really cool. I think we’ll be great friends, I invited him over to play Xbox tomorrow.”

“If you don’t have a nasty hangover.” I mumbled.

“I’ll just get you to make me that secret recipe and I’ll be good to go.”

“And who said I’m going to whip you up that?”

He began to tickle my sides, causing me to giggle quite loudly. I jumped out of his arms and covered my mouth.

“Fine, okay.”

“Thanks sis.” He winked, “How about you and Jess?”

“She’s really sweet. She invited me to her house next week actually.”

“Nice.”

After that nothing really happened. Jess came back and we sat and chatted some more but she had to leave again to help her dad with some things.

I was sitting alone again and was trying my best to keep my thoughts from wandering to Jason. My best friend was sitting in a jail cell. I had wanted to make him free. Why had things gotten worse?

Maybe I could go see him tomorrow...

Suddenly a hand was in front of my face and asking for me to take it. I peered through my long lashes and my eyes rested on Daniel’s face. His eyes had a hopeful look and he had a heart warming smile.

“Do you, uh, want to dance?”

Me? You want do dance with me?!

“Um...” I fiddled with my hands nervously before placing mine in his. “I’d love to.”

He led me to the dance floor where a slow song was playing loudly. The air smelt of stage smoke and alcohol and I loved every bit of it. His hands both lowered to my hips and I wrapped mine around his neck.

I felt uncomfortable from the nervousness.

“I’m Daniel by the way; I haven’t had the pleasure of talking with you yet.”

I smiled and nervously looked into his dazzling brown orbs. “I’m Sophie.”

“Such a beautiful name for such a beautiful girl.” He winked as we slowly began to dance.

I blushed.

He was a gentleman. He was the type of girls dreamed of marrying and growing old with. He was handsome, sweet, charming and funny. What more could a girl ask for? I could feel his big shoulder muscles under my wrists and I was tempted to just reach and touch those biceps’...

He chuckled, breaking me from my train of thought. “Having a good look?”

“I...Uh...I was...uh...”

“It’s okay, don’t worry.” He laughed. “I really don’t mind.”

I didn’t say anything after that. We just danced quietly, the awkwardness consuming me. He was hot; I couldn’t keep my cool around him. The best thing to do was keep my mouth shut and just smile.

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-Jason-

I kicked a small rock with my foot and let out a big sigh.