Romantic stylez 2//Jake X Amy

The pills

"Jason?" Amy said, surprised at the name "Pleasure to meet you" she said, stretching out her hand for him to shake and he gladly accepted "Thanks again for bringing her in"

"Agh" He smiled, wacking his hand in the air "It's no problem. It actually worked better for me ending up here speaking to you"

Amys smile creased a little more, tightening her posture in pride and looked across her desk to see Jake, slumped on his chair. Taking heaps of his drink and looked sourly at the man sitting next to her. Amy decided to ignore his dull look and zipped her eyes back to Jason.

"I'm flattered, really" she inhaled. "But, hate to ask. why you looking for me?"

"Oh!!" He jumped, as he then twisted his body and revealed a brown shoulder bag that was dug into the chair, that amy never noticed at first, and unravelled it over his head.

He then opened his bag and pulled out a newspaper, harshly slapping it onto her desk and flipped out a notebook and pen.

"I'm a journalist, I work for the company 'New York Times'"

As he then tapped the Newspaper company title that was boldly printed across the grey, thin paper.

"I was sent out to write a report on, who I think, are hero's of New York"

Amy then scoffed in surprise

"And you picked me?" She questioned, unsure.

"Well yeah!" He smiled "You did survive a kidnapping, beat up two guys, escaped from an Asylum, got shot, defeated Taylor while bleeding half to death and locked up that bitch for good!"

"Um" Jake cleared his throat "I- I went through that too..."

"Oh" Jason then turned "I didn't even notice you. You must be detective peralta?"

"Indeed I am-"

"Ahh" He waved his finger "You were the one who shot Amy"

"It was an accident!" Jake shouted, feeling his temper rise "I clearly thought she was someone else!"

"Ooh" He then laughed, ignoring what he said "You were the guy who started to fall in love with Taylor, forgetting about Amy, got played by the villain without even knowing and put Amys escape right back to square one!" Jason laughed more, then sucked the air through his teeth and titled his head "That must of been embarrassing"

Jake shook with anger, having no words. He gripped his hands over the arms of his chair. Holding himself back from causing great trouble.

Well... for now.

"Well, actually Jake saved me fro-"

Amys words got cut short by Jake grabbing Jason. He wrapped his arm around his neck and violently ripped him off his chair. Jason slammed onto the floor and got turned him onto his back.

Everyone in the bullpen stood to their feet in shock.

"Jake!? What are you-"

He immediately grabbed his shirt, pulling it up closer to him and slammed his fist into the side of his face.

"JAKE!" Amy shouted

Jake felt like he was back into reality. Realising what he had done. He looked down at his hand that was still tightly formed into a fist, positioned like he was ready to swing another hit and back down to Jason who's hands were raised in defense. Panting. He looked around to see faces Shockley looking at him, like he had three heads. Everything was sinking in slowly for him. He screwed up big time.

Jake let go, shocked of what he done and discreetly stood to his feet. He fixed his shirt, tugged it down vigorously and looked at amy, who was shocked. Her mouth was slightly open and her brows were knitted into a frown.