a bad day

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*Jason's pov*

I'm on my way to school I sit alone in the bus with my phone and hear music. When I arrivef at the school I go bored in my class. When I was in thr class I'm searching Y/N but she wasn't there. I go disappointed on my place after some minutes a male voice shout my name, I turn fast around with wide eyes and see a guy with dark brown hair, he was taller then me and his green eyes look mad at me. ,,whats wrong?“ I ask annoyed ,,You're lil ass want Y/N...right?!“ he shouts ,,why should I?“ ,,don't talk with her or you're dead!“ he steps away and all students look at me.
-after the schoolday-
I hate this guy he should fuck off I'm going to kill him....calm down jason and protect Y/N

*Yout pov*
I'm sick af. I want to chat with Jason but..idk I have to ask for his number...goddamn I'm to shy.
,,hello pretty girl <3“ nooo the anonym lil b*tch again ,,whats wrong witj you????!“ ,,I love u so damn much“ he replied and I go offline ~bling~ I have a new message from this guy: ,,ok...then different.“ he type ,,what do you mean?? Hello? Wtf?!“ he dont replie and I'm going to be nervous. Suddebly I hear the front door and my face turn pale...I hear the steps and my door opens slow I left a short scream out and close fast my eyes and hold my hands in front of my face ,,heeey don't be scared I'm sorry!“ slowly I take my hands aways and see Jason ,,What are you doinh here?!“ I say happy ,,Uhm..I-I only want to know whats wrong with you and...yeah I mean I can go..when you want“ he say shy...this guy is so freaking cute. Bad thougts thats only a good friend. ,,no you can stay“ he smile. ,,Should I make a pizza?“ he ask me smirking ,,sure!“ I shout out  and he go smiling in the kitchen between I run to my mirror and put the concealer on and brush my messy hair. I go to Justin in the kitchen, he sits at the table and is drinking a glas of water, he looks depressed an as he notices me he try to fake his smile a lil bit. I smell a burned odor ,,Whats with the pizza?!“ Jason turns to the oven and open it fast, a dark smoke cloude ditributed in the whole room and I feel very sick again and feel weak. I can't see Jason anymore. ,,Jas-Jason...where are...you..“ I try to say but then I fall on the cold floor. The last thing what I feel was a strongly cold hand on my arm
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