Songs for this chapter :
No Reason
by Kanye West ft. Justin Bieber and Post Malone
Dusk Till Dawn
by Zayn ft.Sia
Love Lies
by Khalid ft. Normani
Idfc
by BlackBear
The Hills
by The Weeknd
Die For You
by The Weeknd
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Jason's Perception
We have kept an eye on every single moron in Alex's team and all they do is move out of the place, get bottles of beer clanking in their hands each second and then cursing each other out after some lame fvcking joke. All the task of placing things in their places is done by Elise and two other girls, one being a dark character and the other being too giggly and peachy. I learn from Fredo's earlier descriptions that the black-loving girl is Regan and the other is Danielle. I'm starting to think that the name I chose for my disguise before will lose its special appeal towards Elise. And now, everytime she hears the name, she'll think of not only me, but also that girl.
Great going with the name there
Shut up.
I don't know if this is normal or not, but I have a really lousy and annoying subconscious that thinks that every time I'm thinking something, I'm directing it towards that... thing. Or being. I don't know.
"Dude, you've been sitting here, doing nothing throughout the whole day. When are you going to get your friend?" Fredo annoyingly huffs.
"Correction, I've been sitting here watching her and their every movement for the welfare of my gang. You've been doing nothing but sipping through cans of soda and tapping harshly on your phone screen."
"That's called being in motion, idiot!"
"I'm sure it does," I mumble and ignore him.
He rolls his eyes and stands up. "I'm going to piss. Call for me if you see something extraordinary, like a group of teen antisocials watching TV, or three girls gossiping about fashion or. . . or. . ."
"Is your bladder really that much tolerant?" Seriously, can't he just piss off?
"Apparently, no. Thanks for reminding." Sarcasm reverberating from his words as he leaves the room.
I continue to watch everyone and suddenly, I see her walking into this Danielle girl's closet and I get curious.
Don't
What, 'don't'? It's not like I'm forcing her to or something and Holy Schnitzels!
I turn around in my office chair to show my back to the monitor as soon as I notice her tugging at the bottom lining of her t-shirt.
Good choice
I look down and rub my fingers across my forehead, pressing on my right temple with my right thumb as I feel my cheeks and ears heating up. On a sudden notice, the door clicks open and in comes Fredo, dropping the cans of soda as he freezes in his position. His jaw drops and his eyes widen towards the computer screen, he stands motionless. As contemplation hits me, I hurry up and minimise the screen in a frantic motion.
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WHEN IT ENDS || Jason McCann Fictional Story||
Fanfiction{ONGOING} Is it still the same? I don't know. I've put in a lot of efforts to make sure it isn't, but never succeeded. Hell, even Justin and his songs couldn't work their magic. But... Why is he here? Why now? But...how? Just-how? You know how when...
