5. "Bro you're whipped"

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"Why? Because I'm Jason McCan, and you would regret it..."

As he says this, he smacks a cloth to my nose and mouth, and within seconds I go dizzy and the world turns black as, once again, I fall deep into unconsciousness.

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JASON POV

Everyone in this party is so fucking pissed, that they don't notice what is going on with me and Abbie. Idiots. I only had this party so I could finally claim my precious baby.

I held Abbie's unconscious body on my knee and stroked her beautiful brunette hair as I reached my phone out of my back pocket.

Phone to Chaz;
"Hey?" Chaz said. I could hear the loud pumping of the music in the background.

"Go somewhere quiet, I can't hear you." Slowly the music drifted away, until it was completely silent.

"Ok, what's up?

"Erm, I need a favour."

"Sure, did everything go to plan?"

"Yeah, better than I expected, she seems like she will be quite a lot to handle though."

"I know, I did warn you."

"I know but.." I paused to look down at the beautiful girl sleeping peacefully on my lap. "It's going to be worth it, I just know."

"Bro, you're so whipped." Chaz laughed.

"Shutup." I giggled, twirling her hair in my fingers.

"Soooo.." Chaz carried on. "What do you need?"

"Well, I kinda need you to get everyone out of the house?"

"Why, I thought you had everything planned?!" He shouted.

"Yeah so did I! But I need to pick up a few things from inside."

"Sure," he sighed, "but how do you expect me to do that?"

"Ermmmm." I paused, trying to think of how to get the 200 people out of my mansion. "Bring them into the garden."

"Okay," he moaned. "When?"

"Around 5 minutes." As I said that, I hung up the phone and put it in my pocket.

I carefully lifted Abbie's virtually weightless body up, carrying her bridal style. I opened the garage door and shut it behind me. I looked around at the 6 cars, mentally choosing which one I will take to London.

"LAST ONE TO JUMP INTO THE POOL HAS TO STRIP!" I heard Chaz's voice from the next room.

Then, what sounded like a stampede of 200 people followed. I waited around 5 minutes until the sound of people jumping into the pool stopped. Opening the door, leading to the kitchen, I slowly
stuck me head out, to check the coast was clear.

I carried Abbie's body up the stairs and into my room. I placed her gently on my bed and took my black duffle bag out from the wardrobe.

My heart froze as I heard the sound of vomiting in my en-suite. I couldn't let anyone know about me kidnapping Abbie.

Before I could do anything, the door opened, revealing a girl dressed like a fucking disco ball. She looked like such a slut, her makeup was all smudged and her dress was so short is was revealing a bit of her underwear.

She gave me a seductive smile as she stumbled out of my bathroom, but I just gave her a glare.

"Who are you?!" I snapped.

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