Gone Missing

Chapter 12

A/N: This chapter is dedicated to @JennaWestfield for the lovely cover on the side! Enjoy the chapter and be sure to check out their work!

~Jason’s POV~

I’m still not over the fact that Charlotte saw my junk. I mean come on. I told her not to open her eyes. Her blushing face was adorable. Too bad i’m not into her. I mean she hurt my mom.

After I left Char I walked into my bathroom to prepare for a shower. But I realised I left my change of clothes in my closet. I was just slowing opening the door when I saw Charlotte snooping through my room. She went to my desk and was moving my papers around and my books. I needed those in that specific order so I could work. I hope she didn’t move them too much. Then she moved my jacket and remote. She had even checked my jacket pockets. ‘Maybe she’s looking for money,’ my reasonable side suggested ‘All she had to do was ask’ I thought.

She was grumbling something but I didn’t hear because of the debate of whether or not she was looking for money inside my head. She went to the floor and searched under my bed and found candy wrappers. She looked at my suitcase and shook her head. Whatever she’s looking for wasn’t in there apparently. I was getting annoyed. Why was she even looking through my stuff in the first place?

I was about to make my presence known until she went onto my bed. She checked under my blankets and then my pillow. I saw her pulled out my phone, smile and then most likely ran back into her room.

After I heard the door close I decided to follow her. I stopped at the door and heard muffled voices and tried hard so i could make them out.

“What took so long?” I head Macy ask Charlotte.

“I um, kinda had a predicament with Jasons ding dong,” I heard her reply.

I chuckled lightly, she probably blushing. But she knows she liked it.

“Is he big?” Macy asked again.

“What?” I heard a choking sound.

“Is. He. Big?” Macy repeated.

“Um, yeah he is actually but that’s not the point, the point is that I got the phone and know the password!” Charlotte told her.

After tonight, I’m changing my password. I can’t believe this and it gets worse, I didn’t delete Alex and I’s conversation. I mentally cursed myself for this. I couldn’t here anymore voices so I assumed that they were reading the texts.

After it seemed like 10 minutes, I head Macy’s voice again.

“He’s one hell of an actor,” Macy said.

“He belongs in Hollywood,” Char sounded pissed.

“Who? A or J?” Macy asked.

“Both,” Charlotte sounded broken.

I heard a faint ding! and I silently prayed that it was just my mother. My mom and I were arguing over Charlotte and I didn’t get to reply to her because charlotte came in the room and I had to shower. Speaking of shower, let me go take it now.

I made sure to go into my closet and grab my clothes this time. They were spongebob boxers and a white tank. I sat them on the sink counter and stripped of today’s clothes. I then stepped into the shower and started to scrub myself clean. I grabbed my dove soap and my wash cloth and put the soap on it and rubbed it around. I put the soap back and scrubbed my arms, legs, neck, armpits, face, and finally my junk. But I used a separate wash cloth for that.