Jason Mccan || Take My Heart

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↳ "I wouldn't want to loose you."

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"Ariana."

The last few hours have been a blur. Something wasn't right but I avoided it. The last day, Jason had been avoiding me or simply being blunt. It was something so clear that I couldn't understand. 'I want to care for you, but I can't'. What does that mean? Running a hand over my face, I let out a deep breath. I wish Jason could explain everything to me. I wish Jason could just kiss me again, and I didn't even know why I wanted him too.

"Ariana."

There was something about Jason that made butterflies appear in my stomach. There was something about him that just made me nervous and I hated it. I wasn't meant to fill this way. I was meant to hate him, but lately I couldn't bring myself to it. He was making me go crazy.

"Baby gi-"

Everything around me came back and I quickly let out a heavy breath, pulling myself upwards from the bed to face Jason. He was sitting on the side of the bed, a concerned look on his face as I realised I'd fallen asleep.

"What's happening?" I asked him with a panicked tone, as I waited for the headache that was once there come back again, but it never did, just for Jason's sake. I wanted to talk to him.

"Hey, baby girl, are you feeling okay?" Jason asked as he gently moved forward, moving some hair out of my face and i nodded. I realised I was sweating and I quickly pulled my hair to the side.

"I'm fine." I told him, sitting up as I noticed how different and prepared he looked. "Where are you going?"

He soon became blunt again, a plain expression coming on his face and I bit the inside of my cheek.

"We're going to the woods for a quick second that has nothing to concern you." He replied, rolling his eyes and his jaw clenched. "Don't even consider leaving this house, babe, because I will know and you know what will happen. Only this time, it'll be ten times worse."

He then stood up and started walking away, but I brought myself up and quickly grabbed his arm, making him raise his eyebrows.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked him helplessly, running a hand through my hair in frustration. "You can't tell me you care for me and then act like a asshole the next day, like you wouldn't hesitate to kill me. Stop playing with my fucking feelings and explain everything to me, explain why you can't care for me. I want to understand this and you, Jason, but I can't if you won't let me."

He then pressed me up against the wall, trapping me from leaving and I suddenly regretted speaking to him like that.

"I can do whatever the fuck I like." He growled. "You are nothing to me, baby girl. I would kill you, but unfortunately, I can't and don't act like you wouldn't do the same. If you had the chance, you
would leave, just like every other fucking person."

His face was only inches away from mine and I bit down on my lip as I realised how his words hurt me more than I thought they would. My lips were trembling but I quickly pulled it together as he caressed my cheek softly, a hurt look on his face.

"Yo-You're lying."

"I'm not. I don't care." He spoke hesitantly, before pressing himself off the wall.

He then walked out of the house just like that. Those hurtful words were the last he said to me before leaving. And
as quickly as it happened was quickly as it was over.