I slowly flutter my eyes open feeling my throat dry. I feel a heavy arm wrapped around my waist.
My eyes scan down seeing familiar tattoos that belong to Jason. I turn over seeing a sleepy Jason who's all nuzzling behind me with arms wrapped tightly around me like if I was a stuffed teddy bear.
A smile forms on my lips but quickly falters as a headache appears. I slowly try to get out from his arms to go grab a glass of water, but as soon as I move he tightens his grip on me pulling me in closer to his chest.
"Jason wake up", I whisper shaking him lightly.
"Uhmmm", he moans still sleeping like a baby.
"Move", I lightly nudge him with my elbow.
Jason flutters his eyes open, "let me sleep geez!", he groans.
"Then move your arms off of me"
Jason loosens his grip on me as he realizes how cuddled we both were.
"Why are you sleeping next to me in my room huh?", I sternly say as I put on my flip flops.
"Your couches suck", he rolls his eyes.
"You should of just slept over at Penelope's place", I cross my arms across my chest.
"So we're still on that?", he smirks scurrying off of the bed.
I turn my heel exiting the room taking my glass of fresh water to soothe my dry throat. My heads starts to throb feeling hanged over from last night.
"Hanged over or what?", Jason teases stepping out of the room with no shirt only wearing shorts.
My eyes intently examine every inch of his bare chest as he walks towards the living room jumping on the couch turning the tv on.
"Whatever", I mutter still mad at him for flirting with Penelope yesterday.
"You know we have a shoot today right?", he reminds.
"Fuck!", I mumble feeling to sick to even do a shoot.
How the heck am I suppose to perform my best when I'm feeling nauseous and unbalanced.
"Drink Advil", he suggests.
I look through my medicine cabinet finding an Advil bottle. Throwing a pill into my mouth I gulp a glass full of water. I really hope this works.
"What are you making us for breakfast?", Jason splutters.
"Us? You mean what am I making myself", I scoff getting a pan out from the bottom cabinet.
"Your the female.. cook me something"
Oh heck no he didn't just say that.
"You have hands make yourself breakfast", I scold watching my eggs sizzle on the pan.
I turn off the stove throwing my eggs onto my plate with a spatula sitting down to eat.
Jason abruptly gets up from the couch stomping towards the kitchen with a pissed off face.
I smile enjoying my eggs while Jason makes himself a sandwich.
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"Seduce me", the photographer says as the cameras flash non stop.
Jason and I are currently shooting a photo shoot together wearing Marc Jacobs designed clothes.
I've been doing photo shoots since age 14, so this sort of stuff is easy. However shooting with Jason is making me feel so self cautious and shy.
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Fanfiction"Jason didn't murder Alessandra!", I hiss. "The neighbors saw a him running out of the house when a scream was heard," my dad roars his veins popping out from his neck from how angry he is. "Don't yell at her," Jason snaps losing his patience. "I ca...
