~Lauren's POV~
After a few minutes of waiting Jason came marching into my room. He flung the door open, stepped in, then closed it behind him. He started getting very close to me.
"J-Jason-"
I was cut off by Jason pulling my shirt off over my head, leaving me in my matching bra and underwear. Jason gave me a weird look before going to my closet. He grabbed my All Time Low shirt and a pair of light washed jeans and threw them on my bed. Then he went to my dresser, grabbed a golden colored necklace and laid it out nicely on the dresser.
Jason got extremely close to my again, before dressing me. He was treating me as if I were a baby.
"I can get dressed on my own." I said, as Jason pulled my jeans up.
"Obviously you can't." He said, reaching for my shirt.
"I can to, ask anyone."
"Then what do you call the 'outfit' you were wearing a few minutes ago downstairs? Hm?" Jason sassed at me.
"It was called I was going to change once I ate." I mumbled.
"Well, this is how mornings are going to go if you can't learn to dress yourself." He said before leaving.