*Ashton's P.O.V*
"Where am i suppose to sleep?" i huff at Jason who's eyes were dropping into a deep sleep i could tell . "Hello!" i shook him harshly and he shoved me off of him and gave me a very evil look .
"I don't know ! Find somewhere!" he scoffs as he starts to lay down on the couch even more to get comfy .
"What a gentlemen!" i sarcastically moan . I couldn't take another minute of his rudeness so i decided to go outside to have a walk around in the field . I still have Jason's phone , so maybe i could sneakily call my mom . I dialed her mobile number in when i heard a russle in the flowers behind me . I deleted the number and rapidly turned around .
"Take the couch , i'll sleep in the truck" it was Jason . Did he really just give in to me ? That quickly ?
"Are you sure ? I don't mind sleeping in the truck ?" i smile through the dark .
"No , just go before i change my mind" and he trailed off through the yellow flowers and over to his truck . Well that was easy , i skipped my way back over to the hide out and drifted off to sleep . No comfy pajamas to snuggle in . Maybe this was a bad idea .
( In The Morning )
I slowly woke up , fluttering my eyes . It was so cold , i started to shudder . It shouldn't be like this in the summer . I dragged myself up and outside , as the harsh breeze hit me , i grew goosebumps all up my arms . I ran around the back of the shack to where i thought Jason was fast asleep in the truck instead to find no truck at all and worst of all no Jason .
I waited almost 4 hours for his return . When i heard the roaring motor of his truck pull up . I leaped up from the couch and sprinted outside . "Were the heck have you been?!" i scream as i push him .
"Why? You miss me?" he smirks as he leans in the truck to grab about 7 bags all at once .
"I was scared!" i scream again but trying to figure out what he had bought . "What have you got?" i question starting to grow a tad frightened .
"Figured you eat loads so , i bought you some food and some clothes . But don't eat the clothes,that would just be wrong" he grins .
I roll my eyes at his stupidity and smile "Why are you being nice so me? Didn't think you liked me?" i smirk .
"I don't like you , i'm just simply trying to keep you alive" why did it hurt at the fact he doesn't like me , i shouldn't even care ! I shrug as i take a couple bags from him . I ran inside , escaping from the cold . When i emptied the bags , i came across something i never thought i would .
"You smoke?" i twitch as i take out the cigarette packet . He nods as he snatches them away , takes one out and lights it .
"Want one?"
"No thank you , i'd prefer to live with my lungs" i add a sarky attitude . He widens his eyes and rolls them slowly .
"You slept the whole way through the night without running away then?" he quickly changes the subject as he puffs out a load of smoke . It rose up in the air dancing in winding circles . I watched it go up all the way to the celling and then focused my attention back on Jason's wondrous eyes that were glistening at me through the smoke . Why do i feel a sort of attraction to him smoking ? God , what is up with me ? I blame hormones .
"Yeah" i nod "Our bet , remember?"
"Oh yes , the 'no catch' bet" he chuckles .
"No , catch?" i smirk .
"Normally in a bet there's a catch like if i win you have to do something or if you win i have to do something" he explains , moving the cigarette around in his hand as he talked .
"Ok , now I'm scared" i giggle .
"Well , lets make a catch then" he smirks menacingly as he leans up the work top taking another puff on his cig .
"You pick what i have to do if you win first then" i sigh , giving in to this stupid 'catch' thing for the bet .
"Ok" he grins "If i win and you leave , i will kill your family!" .
"What?!?" i scream "No Jason , that's to harsh , your joking right?" i panic , i never knew he was that bad .
"I am harsh , harsh is my middle name . I'm not kidding Ashton" .
"Don't call me Ashton!" i snap "Just Ash . Your a monster!" i scream as i just sit on the floor , right there , right then .
"I know i am , why do you think i'm out here in the sticks? Now it's your turn" i look up at him with dangerous eyes and stand up .
"If i win and i stay here for over a week ! You let me go home and leave me to live ! We never talk of this again to anyone ! You go back to your suicide life and i go back to my ordinary boring life with no friends!"
"Sounds good" he smirks .
"Good!" i scoff and fold my arms as he puffed out more smoke that caught my eye again . I'm finding him more attractive by the minute but he makes me so angry and if i leave , he'll kill my family . He'll kill me . This guy is mental ! "So what food did you get me?" i clap my hands excitedly as i was starving .
"God , it's just food . Calm down!" he chuckles .
"I'm starving" i moan as i pick up the first thing i see . Ham . i peel open the packet and stuff a hand full in my mouth .
"Pig" he smirks .
"Killer!" i squint at him with ham hanging out of my mouth .
"Freak" he starts to laugh as he walks away . I finished up my ham and made my way other to four other sets of bags full of clothes . Clothes that were actually nice and pretty . Also bows to put in my hair and ribbons .
"What are you playing at?" i lean up the wall that led into the living room from the kitchen .
"I don't know , you tell me" he grins as he turns to me from the TV .
"These clothes?" and i point my thumb behind me to the four bags full of priceless , gorgeous clothing .
"Oh right . well , i bought them for you . Do you like them ?" and i actually felt my heart miss a beat when his grin dimmed down into a stunning smile .
"Y-yeah , i love them . Thank you" i smile lightly , kind of mad at myself for stuttering at his smile . I don't want to fall for him , he's a murderer . A killer . I slowly made my way back into the kitchen slapping myself in the face , five times straight . Anyway how did he even afford all of this ? Oh , who cares . It's all mine now .Hahahaha .
I got to the bottom of the last bag and found something that ...... i wasn't expecting . Lace bras and tiny panties . What the actual ? I stared at them in shock actually kind of feeling sick . "Jason!!" i scream as i storm back into the living room .
"What now!" he sighs . I fling one of the undies in his face . He hesitates and throws it off of him .
"What the heck!" i scream as i throw my arms in the air .
"I thought you'd need some!" he frowns .
"Not these type of ones Jesus . What do you think i am ? A stripper ? !" i smirk .
"No ! Sorry" his face drops as he fixes his attention back to the TV . Now i kind of feel bad , he was only trying to help me .
"Doesn't matter , it's ok . I'll wear them" i sigh as i wonder back into the kitchen .
"You will?!" he shouts in shock .
"Well i'm going to have to" i smirk .
"Ok" i can just hear his stupid boyish excited smirk . He doesn't even like me , he just wants a bit of eye candy .
When a loud knock on the door startled us both . Jason shot me a deadly look . "Don't move" he hesitates as he peers out of the window .
"This is the police . Were here to question you about a bomb drop yesterday . Please open the door!" a low voice booms followed by a harsh knock on the door .
"Quick in the garage!" he grabs my wrist tight causing it to really hurt . We sneak silently behind the shack and into the back garage . The garage was actually huge and the weather had changed millions it was now boiling and Jason started to sweat . He immediately pulled his shirt up over his head . I felt my temperature rise even more . I couldn't stop staring at his tattoos and his abs as he lit up another cigarette .
"How did they even find us , well you!" i scoff .