As kids we grew up wanting to be Cowboys, Doctors, or Astronauts. Eager to learn, we went to school. We went to sleep to the voice of our parent's lullabies. We woke up to the sun light peering through our windows. We sang along to the A,B,C's and counted our 1,2,3's. We made friends that meant the world to us, & even though we fought at times we'd still play together. Chocolate chip cookies & nesquik where the best. A simple smiley face would send you home happy from school. Of course, that was when we where kids. But as we grew, our minds did too and we changed.
:A Jason McCann Fan-fiction :
Just your generic Jason McCann kidnaps girl type of thing...
Sweetheart.
I remember the way that name rolled smoothly off Jason's tongue.
I remember the way his lips curled up in a smirk whenever he said it, occasionally adding a wink to his beautiful expression.
I had never seen anyone as beautiful as Jason in my life...
But maybe because he was just a face in my dreams.
Or in my nightmares.
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Is it possible to fall in love with America's most dangerous criminal, even after he kidnaps you and claims you as his own?
(it's nauseatingly cringeworthy for about twenty chapters but I promise it gets progressively better. I was twelve when I wrote this and unhealthily obsessed with JB)