The Innocent Love of Jason McCann

Chapter 4

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x Jason x

"Just let me use the damn phone!"

"Sorry, McCann. No one's going to bust you out of here."

I groaned and my fingers curled around the bars. If I was strong enough, those bars would bursts. Stupid guard. I was allowed to make calls if I wanted too. What the he'll was his problem?

"I don't want to be busted put of here! I need to call a girl!" My voice echoed throughout the jail. I wanted to grab the guy by his neck and strange him to death. Trust me, no one will miss him.

"Ooo, a girl? That's a shocker. No girl would ever like you unless you have a sister that I don't know of-"

I reached through the bars to throw a punch at the freak. I gritted my teeth when I couldn't reach him. "Just let me use the effing phone." I tried to calm down because if I didn't then my chances of using the phone would decrease. The guard smirked.

"I'm not letting out of here. But here," he threw me his cell phone which I caught with a sigh. "Don't break it." I ignored him and looked down at his cell phone. Oh bull. I didn't even know Taylor's number. I had to find out. A whole morning had gone by and she hadn't even visited her brother. I was worried and I wanted to apologize. I'd messed up. I cleared my throat.

"Uh, can you look up a number for me?" I tried to put on a polite voice but screw it. I wasn't a good actor and the stupid guard always got on damn nerves.

He snickered. "Really? I give my cell phone so you can call some girl and you don't even know her number."

I clenched my fists. "Please." I said. I hated saying please to this jerk. "Just get me Taylor Madison's number. She's James's sister."

The guard raised an eyebrow. "James? The one here at the jail? How do you know his sister?"

I. Hate. Guards. "Just get me her number and I'll leave you alone." That worked. Stupid Guard finally gave in.

"Fine. Anything that shuts you up." He disappeared toward the end of the hall. Probably going to ask James. Smart guy. Not really. Just minutes later, he showed up with a piece of paper in his hands and threw it at me with a smirk. I quickly pushed in Taylor's number into the dumb guard's cell phone. It was already ringing when I placed it to my ear. Please answer, please answer, please answer...

"Hello?" Her voice brightened me up. It was soft and gentle yet she sounded like she'd been crying recently. All my fault.

"Um, hey Taylor. It's Jason. I really need to talk to you."

Taylor didn't say anything at first and I'd thought she'd hung up. Thankfully her voice filled my ear once again. It was my new favorite sound.

"Jason... There's nothing to talk about."

I sighed. "Please! Taylor, I'm sorry! I didn't mean anything yesterday. I was stupid. Just please! Please come today. Don't bring food or anything. I just want you to come." I bit my lip. I did want her to come. She was too special to me. I hears the guard snickering but I ignored him. I doubt he was even married. If he was, I felt sorry for the chick.

"Ok." Taylor finally said. But that was it. A plain 'ok' followed by a 'Bye Jason'. Then she hung up. I exhaled and held the guard's cell phone out for him.

"Thanks." I muttered.

"Whatever." He took it and disappeared. If only it was for forever. I slid down to the floor and sighed. I wish Taylor was here right now. I should have never lost control yesterday and told her to leave. I didn't want to her to leave ever.

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I'd fallen asleep and when I woke up, I almost leaped through the bars. Taylor was leaning against them casually as if she'd been there for ages.

"Taylor! Hey." The happiness in my voice showed. It was something I hadn't showed in years. Taylor smiled but it didn't quite touch her eyes.

"Hey. I've been here for almost an hour." She told me. Wow. Why didn't she wake me? At least she didn't leave. That was a good sign.

"Oh, sorry. I fell asleep. Why didn't you wake me?" I asked her. She shrugged and her cheeks turned a light shade of pink. Huh. I wonder what's going through her mind right now.

"What?"

She smiled for real this time. "You look cute when you're sleeping." Now it was my turn to blush. What was she doing to me? I could swear I haven't blushed a day in my life. I've also never felt so happy and I was in a damn jail! Taylor just...brightened up everything.

"Thanks for not leaving." I said. "And...I'm sorry."

Taylor leaned her face between the bars smiling. "Apology excepted. I'm sorry too. For asking."

"No. You're right. You have the right to know it's just... Not yet. I will tell but now's not the time." I explained.

She nodded. "I understand." I couldn't help but smile. Her vibrant, green eyes sucked me in and all I could do was stare. She was beautiful. I could only imagine the way her straight, brown hair would feel between my fingers. The purple shirt she was wearing today complimented her light, flawless skin perfectly and those rainboots might be my favorite thing on her. Then there are lips...her pink, perfectly shaped lips... I've never kissed a girl before. And right now, that's all I wanted to do.

x Taylor x

Jason and I just stared at each other through the bars. He was so cute. His dirty, blonde hair was tousled above his eyes... his light brown eyes that I could stare into everyday of my life and not get bored. And his lips. His adorable, pink lips and his boyish smile. I wondered what it would feel like to kiss a boy. To kiss him. I felt stupid. Just standing there staring at him while I thought about kissing him. I wondered what was going through his mind right now. As if summoned by my thoughts, Jason spoke.

"You're very beautiful, ya know?"

My cheeks blushed and tried not to smile too hard. "Thanks." Ugh. It was torture just standing here on the other side of metal bars when all I wanted to do was grab him and kiss him and... I wanted go slap myself. What's with all these thoughts today? What's wrong with me? He's a criminal! I can't-I won't kiss a criminal. Oh, just shoot me.

"I give up." I muttered. Jason furrowed his eyebrows up on confusion. I just reached in and took his face between my hands. He seemed surprised. I pulled his face to mine. Our lips met instantly and I kissed him. I kissed him and he kissed me back. I completely forgot he was in a jail cell and were basically kissing between two metal bars. That meant nothing right now. His lips were soft against mine and I never wanted to let him go. I was kissing a criminal. Something Taylor Madison would never usually do...

Omg, Taylor, what have you done? I broke away from Jason. His expression was stunned. Oh god. I did... Omg, I did. I bit my lip.

"Sorry. I didn't...sorry." I ran a nervous hand through my hair and made a run for the exit.

"Taylor! Wait! Don't leave!" Jason's voice echoed after me. I just kept running. The officer at the front desk watched with a look of surprise as I pushed open the door and ran out. What. Have. I. Done. And you know what's worse? I liked it.