DAISY

"I don't think Jason would be able to keep his hands to himself tonight..." Mavis trailed off, a cheeky smirk on her face.

"Why would you think that?" I rose a brow.

"You look unrealistically beautiful, and Jason has a dick. See where I'm going with this?"

I gasped and Penny laughed.

"Jason can't stand me. He kicked me out of my own dorm, remember?"

"So? I don't know him at all. But from what you have told me, his intentions were clearly good, Daisy. I'm not saying that he had to do something as irrational as that, but I understand why he wouldn't want you anywhere around him. It obviously shows that he cares."

I found comfort in Mavis's words, and a small smile etched up onto my face.

"Doesn't mean he's getting some of this though." I joked, motioning towards my body. Mavis through her head back and laughed.

"That's the spirit!"

We arrived at the car after our banter filled walk out of the building. Since Michael offered to drive, they decided that it would be his job to drive us home and steer clear of any alcohol tonight. I assumed he could do that, since he claimed that he was not a fan of drinking. I wasn't either, but I had no license and one if my biggest fears was running into trouble with the police. Given that they always raided the gang house back home. Lucien and his goons were smart enough to always be prepared in situations like that, hiding everything so that even the heavens would think it didn't exist.

"What's up, girlies?" Jaxon grinned like a Cheshire cat, bouncing on his feet as he got out of the car. I blushed when he's eyes immediately scanned my body. God, I thought he liked Mavis!

"Gosh what happened, Daisy? You look incredibly sexy." He wiggled his eyebrows, a huge grin on his face. I didn't think he could smile any wider than now. It amazed me how Jaxon managed to be happy all the time. For the last few weeks I got to know each and everyone of these guys and they all had very interesting stories and I was very intrigued by each of them.

"Thanks, Jax." I smiled.

He winked in return.

"Leave her alone, Jaxon. You perv." Mavis rolled her eyes, a hard look in her eyes. She was clearly jealous, and I couldn't help but hide my slight smile at them. Even if I felt anything besides friendliness towards Jaxon, I would never go there since Mavis liked him and I respected her too much.

Jaxon's eyes seemed to brighten when he noticed the presence of an annoyed Mavis. From previous observations I realised that he loved it when Mavis was mad. He loved teasing her especially because she got angry quickly. She should consider going with Jason to anger management.

I mentally laughed at my own stupid idea.

"But not as hot as you, right Mavis?" He chuckled.

I shook my head in amusement.

"Little Penny! You look different!"

"Ugh Jaxon, get the fuck in the car and let's go." Mavis grumbled.

"I would but you see, we have a little problem. Since we're only taking one car there are basically only five seats and six of us. Grayson got shotgun and Michael is driving so one of you are going to have to sit on my lap." He said sheepishly.

"I can't." I mumbled awkwardly. I might have been his friend, but that would be extremely awkward for me.

"Me neither." Penny said.

"That leaves you, sweet cheeks."

I giggled when Mavis's face dropped, her jaw slacked. Her eyes narrowed heavily and she pointed at us.

"I fucking hate you guys so much for this." She swore, shoving past us and walking towards the car.

"Would you look at that fine ass?" Jaxon whistled. I slapped him on the shoulder in disapproval.

"She'll hear you! You're such a loser." I laughed.

"What does that make you then?"

"Jerk." I shoved him away playfully, exactly the way Mavis did and got into the car.

We arrived after a half an hour long drive. The skies where dark already, due to the cold and dark autumn. I shivered when we stepped out of the car. I had no idea how I was going to enjoy tonight. I haven't been to a party in months. And remembering my past experiences I suddenly felt like going back home and cuddling up in my blankets.

"Why would you choose such a faraway party?" I asked, looking at Jaxon in question.

"Because, they have the best booze and the loveliest girls. I love a good party." I noticed the shock in Mavis eyes. Her neutral expression changed to a look of hurt. I knew she would deny this but from the looks of everything she was really affected by Jaxon's constant change in girls. He didn't hurt anyone's feelings - as he explained - as he said that it was always neutral between him and his partners.

Mavis send us one last glance before storming towards the house. Or mansion. It was really large. Penny sent me a small smile before following her. The ground vibrated from the loud music. I was surprised no one filed a complaint yet, but seeing as the place was very deserted that answered my question.

"You're such a dick, you know." Grayson said, slapping Jaxon on the arm.

"What have I done?"

I rolled my eyes, now really annoyed.

"You've hurt her, that's what you've done." I snapped, but felt bad afterwards. It wasn't my place to say anything and as much as I loved Mavis, she was the stubborn one here.

"No, that's her fault. She's too stubborn to admit that she has feelings for me. And until then, I'll live my life the way I want to, Daisy. You have no idea what Mavis and I are to each other so don't put your damn mouth where it doesn't belong."

If there was a word more stronger that shock and surprise, it would be what I was feeling at that very moment. My mouth opened on accord and my eyes widened. I didn't know which was more shocking, the fact that Jaxon was pissed off for the first time ever or that he has just indirectly told me to 'F' off.

I looked at him in disbelief, before slowly turning and running to catch up with Penny and Mavis. I wasn't gonna stay around for Jaxon to blow his switch on me. I was sensitive and I already got enough of that from Jason.

I entered the opened doors very cautiously. Heavy masses of sweaty bodies were dancing and grinding on each other. Everything in the environment was very sexual, and I didn't like it one bit. It reminded me of what I never attended things like this.

"Come on," Mavis yelled over the loud blasting music and gripped my hand in hers.

She pulled Penny and I along with her to what I noticed as the bar. There where rows of stools seated around it and seemed to be quite occupied. Luckily, Mavis managed to find us a seat.

"Phew, is it bad that I already wanna get back to the dorms?" Penny asked, a bothered look in her face. I was feeling the same way.

"Don't be a party pooper. Goodness, you guys are boring." Mavis whined.

"It wasn't me." I defended.

Mavis took it upon herself to order us drinks. Despite my protests of wanting a water or a lemonade she threatened to push me off my chair if I stated otherwise. I rolled my eyes nudging her before letting my eyes scan our surroundings. I had to admit, the place was completely large and incredibly beautiful. It almost seemed like we were at a club, not someone's mansion.

I glanced at a group of guys, looking extremely dangerous and very familiar. I remembered I saw them with Jason once. They were walking so casually in the streets, completely filled with tattoos and body rings just like Jason's. It told any sane person to move the heck out if their way, that they meant trouble.

A thought occurred to me. If they were here, that meant that there leader would be here too. I was hoping that Mavis was joking around when she said that Jason wouldn't be able to take his eyes off of me. He really was here. What a bad coincidence?

"Here you are, girls. Two shots of vodka for you guys, and three for me." Mavis slid two shot glasses over to us, a look of mischief in her eyes. I bet she was still trying to wrap her head around the whole Jaxon thing. She really didn't deserve this. I knew that Jaxon was annoyed by her stubbornness and unwillingness to admit her feelings. What was she waiting for? Jaxon was a sweet guy and anyone would be insane to turn him away.

"Have it ever occurred to you that I really don't wanna drink, Mavis?" Penny said, groaning after that.

"Stop being damn bitches and drink up. I wanna dance."

I sighed, before taking a sip of the shot. Taking sips of a tiny shot glass really was not the point of it, but the burning feeling down my throat reminded me why I was so hesitant.

"By the way, Daisy," Mavis grumbled after her third shot. I cringed when she smiled tipsily. "Jason is over there. Go say 'hi.'"

I glanced in the direction of where she was pointing and somehow in the mix of people I was able to find him near the group of men I spotted before.

"No." I groaned, dropping my head onto the bar counter.

"Why? I mean just look at him. Gosh, I wouldn't mind tapping that." By now Mavis was drunk. I could tell. She would have never said that about Jason when she knew that... I sort of liked him.

"Shut up, Mavis. And no, I'm most certainly not going over to say 'hi'. There are strangers with him and I'm not very social as you can tell. Besides, he'll probably wrap me up in his jacket because 'my dress is too revealing'." I said, mimicking a deep voice and rolling my eyes. Let's not forget the fact that he seemed to be sitting in a restricted area, I doubt I was wanted there.

"But that's cute." Penny piped up. "It shows that he cares about you."

"He can't possibly care when he's always so rude." In some weird way, I knew that he cared. I cared about him too.

"That's just Jason for you." Penny smirked. "Mavis is right, you should go and greet him. That's you being the bigger person and acknowledging him."

"No!" I whisper-yelled. "Don't force me to say 'hi' to him. I told you that I'm finished with him. I will act as if we don't know each other and move on with my life. After this horrid party I'll move in with one of you guys and cut him off completely. It'll be as if we never knew each other and he hasn't kissed me twice." I smiled contently. That was by far the best plan I have came up with.

"Excuse me," They both glared at me with accusing eyes. "You haven't said anything about a kiss." Penny said, her eyes narrowing.

Oh my god. I was absolutely, and completely busted. I knew they would make a fuss of it, so I kept my mouth shut.

"Well," I laughed nervously. "You see, it totally crossed my mind that-"

"Crossed your mind? Oh my god, Daisy, you're such a liar."

"I know, but-"

"So, two kisses huh? When was the first time?" Mavis asked, a smirk threatening to break out on her face.

I sighed in defeat. "The first was at that beach party they kept for Michael. The second, well... it happened last night in the bathroom."

"Damn, you're really getting it on with Jason." Mavis said, a look of shock on her face. "It's strange to know that he is someone you can talk to, someone who has feelings."

"What do you mean?" I asked curiously, raising my voice over he loud music.

"At first, while we were in highschool, he was absolutely unapproachable. Always so stoic. No one messed with him. And our highschool only consisted of four hundred people, so everyone kind knew eachother and that sort of vibe. But not him, no one spoke to him."

"That's mean." I frowned.

"Trust me, people have tried to. He was never interested though." Penny said. "So it's just weird to know that you can have actual conversations with him without him strangling you." She laughed.

"Wow." Was all I could say.

"Anyways, if you don't have enough courtesey to say hi, then I will."

Mavis let out a loud burp and giggled, attempting to stumble off her chair. My eyes widened and I rushed to grab her arm but she was already out of reach. My lips parted in shock as I thought about the outcome of this. Jason would probably flip his switch and chase her away and Mavis, I had no idea how Mavis acted when she was drunk. Was she a stupid drunk? Because that would be bad. My life is already complicated as it was.

"Penny, we have to do something!" I exclaimed ready to speed after Mavis when I noticed that she had already reached them.

"God," I groaned, face palming.

"Too late now." Penny laughed.

"This isn't a joke. If Jason sees Mavis he'll know that I'm here and then he would order me to go home, and then attempt to put 'decent' clothes on for me and then scold at me and then-"

"Okay, Woah." Penny touched my shoulder slightly, attempting to calm my rant down. "No one is going to order you shit. You guys aren't roommates anymore or even friends, and even if you were he has no right to order you around. You make your own choices, you don't belong to him."

I sighed. "Okay, you're right."

I slumped in my seat and peaked at where Jason and his group of friends where sitting. I didn't recognise any of them. There was no Ace - which I was hoping there was since he was the nicer brother - no Alexis or Finn. The three people that I actually knew he associated with. I took some brave chances and stared at them, with a giggling Mavis standing near the group. I wondered what she said, and then to my complete shock she bent down to Jason's sitting position, before whispering something in his ear.

Oh my god.

Jason's face was once completed with a blank look, when a scowl slowly etched up onto his face. By now he was full on glaring, when his eyes snapped to the direction of Penny and I. My breath hitched up into my throat and if my palms could have gotten any sweatier by then, it did. That stupid Mavis, I swear I will haunt her down in her sleep!

Please, please god don't let him come over here. I'm not emotionally ready to talk to him in a place like this.

For a split second, Mavis smirked when Jason said something in return and slowly, she proceeded to stumble back to us. I frowned at her, ignoring the scrutinizing and intruding gaze of Jason. His stare succeeded in making my heart rate beat abnormally and my breathing come out in short ragged breaths. I absolutely hated the effect he had on me, but I couldn't stop it.

When my supposed friend finally reached us, I had the urge to slap her but I remembered that she was drunk.

"What did you do?!" I asked with a horrid look on my face.

"You haven't touched your shots, both of you." Mavis accused, pointing her finger to our untouched shot glasses.

I ignored her obvious statement. "What did you say to him?"

Her eyes opened wide with mischief. "Oh, I told him that you came to this party to let loose and find someone to enjoy your self with."

"What?" I asked, slowly trying to process her words.

"I said-"

"I heard what you said!" I snapped. "Why would you do that? You're a liar."

"Because it was my job as a best friend to do that. And, he wants you over there in a minute."

My breath hitched. "What?" I squeaked out.

"Go now. Before he comes here himself." Mavis warned, amusement swirling in her eyes.

"No," I whispered. "Are you crazy?"

"Just go." She urged, pushing me off my stool.

I let out a shaky breath and composed myself, my heart beating erratically. Was it bad that Jason could affect me this much?

"Good luck, DayDay." Penny chuckled. I glared at her, and reluctantly began my trudge towards Jason. From afar I could see his eyes trained on my every movement, which just increased my anxiety by ten folds.

I took note of how handsome he looked in his clothing attire, even in a moment like this which was entirely weird. I stumbled in my heels a bit and blushed when Jason smirked at the motion. That absolute idiot. If there was anything Jason knew about me was that I couldn't walk in heels to save my life. The guys surrounding him were all laughing loudly and pushing each other around like completely rowdy people. They didn't seem to take note of Jason's sudden silence which was slightly assuring.

"You can do this, Daisy." I mumbled to myself.

Wait, why was I so nervous? It was only Jason.

When I finally reached the frightening group of gangsters, I awkwardly stood in front of Jason, using my hair as a barrier to my blushing, embarrassed face. This seemed to silence the entire group. Everyone stopped talking abruptly and looked up to see what could have possibly disrupted them.

I shakily tugged on my leather jacket, to prevent myself from standing like a real weirdo. "Er..." I trailed off nervously.

God, please knock some sense into me. They're only human beings, like me. What harm could they do?

Yeah right.

"Are you lost, little girl?" A random guy asked. I noted his dark brown hair and crystal blue eyes.

I shook my thoughts away and answered as confidently as I could muster. "Jason called me over."

"You must be mistaken, now unless you're looking for a wonderful night, I suggest you run along."

I frowned in disgust. Sure, because I'm looking to have a wonderful night with a stranger...

"Shut the fuck up, Derek." Jason scowled, roughly shoving Derek away. "She's mine, so fucking respect."

Oh, this was rich. I was nobody's damn property. I was too uncomfortable, however, to say anything. Maybe Jason didn't even care about me at all. Maybe he was just possessive and I was fooled into thinking it was care.

"She's yours." Derek stated with a look of utter surprise on his face. "Sorry, man. I had no clue."

"I wouldn't expect you too. Have a seat, Daisy." Jason ordered, looking directly into my eyes.

"Uhm, okay." I murmured. I attempted to sit down but noticed no empty seats available. I kept searching in embarrassment.

"Over here," Jason said.

"Where?" I asked dumbfounded.

"Here, Daisy." He snapped, motioning to his lap.

"What? No." I said, wide eyed.

"Now." He snapped, glaring at me.

"No." I crossed my arms stubbornly. It wss bad enough I've drawn some attention just by being here and now he wanted me to sit on his lap? For someone who always dismissed me so quickly have some nerve to act like I belonged to him.

"Daisy," he growled out. "Don't be fucking difficult and sit down. People are looking at your slutty dress."

I felt my face drop in sadness. A part of me expected him to like it. I had no idea why but for reason I hoped he would see me and be impressed. Perhaps it was because of the kiss we shared last night, and how hot and bothered he made me. There was no denying that I was attracted to him at this point.

I was frozen in spot when I felt a hand tug on my wrist, roughly pulling me into their lap. Jason rested his hands on my waist, it was cold just like him.

"What possessed you to wear this dress?" Jason whispered huskily in my ear. He pulled me tightly to his chest, ignoring the several pairs of scrutinizing gazes around us.

"My boyfriend, obviously." I said cheekily, attempting to rile him up. He started first when he called my dress slutty, and now he would get what he deserved.

"What?" He asked lowly, so low I doubted I heard it over the loud music.

"You heard me."

His hands tightened painfully on my waist, causing a startled gasp to escape my lips.

"Say that again. I dare you." He waited expectantly, and with a shaky breath I tried my luck.

"My boyfriend."

"You told me that you didn't have one." He gritted, his eyes turning hard. They were already a dark green, so beautiful. Like a forest.

"I like your eyes." I blurted, not being able to stop myself. I bit my lip in embarrassment.

"Don't fucking stall. I know that you're lying to me. Just like you lied earlier on." He said, his once calm and collected posture now stiff and tense.

"Fine, I am lying." I gave in, letting out a long sigh afterwards. I turned sideways, not comfortable with the stares we were receiving and hesitantly placed my hands on Jason's shoulders. I could imagine how Mavis and Penny were pointing at us and gossiping, so I made a mental note to get them back later on.

"I knew it. Why did you fucking lie?" He demanded once again.

"Stop swearing," I said quietly. "Why do you always swear so much?"

"For fucks sakes! Answer the question."

"No," I snapped, irritated. "I don't owe you anything!"

"You're so fucking difficult."

"You know what, I seriously don't have enough patience for you." I attempted to get up but was forcefully pulled back.

"Let go." I demanded.

"No, you look like a whore. You're not going anywhere."

The way he said this, and the way he constantly insulted me and called me names caused anger to build up in me instead of sadness. I now knew what it felt like to be really angry that you just wanted to hit someone or something. That someone right now was Jason.

I took both my hands and began slapping his chest. Trying my best to harm him.

"Stop," Slap. "Calling," Slap. "Me," Slap. "Names. You fucking asshole." Slap.

I repeated my motion of slapping his chest like a big baby, when he firmly grabbed my wrists.

"Daisy, calm the fuck out." Jason demanded, an aggravated look on his face. Serves him right.

"Bro..." One of his friends trailed off, awkwardly trying to ignore us.

"Mind your damn business, dickwads." Jason scowled. His grip on my wrist never faltered as his stood abruptly, causing me to go with him.

"Stay here and don't catch trouble like fucking disobedient dogs." He ordered, before proceeding to pull me along with him to wherever. I pouted stubbornly but kept my mouth shut.

"Fuck you." Derek rolled his eyes. I half expected Jason to pull out a gun and shoot him or something, but he flipped him off instead. Were they allowed to speak to him like that?

When we were completely out of ear shot, I realized that I had no idea where he was dragging me to. "Woah, slow your horses. Where are we going?" I asked, as if I hadn't just hit him like ten times a second ago.

"You're embarrassed me in front of my friends and everyone that could see how you threw a tantrum. Don't ever fucking do that again! Bad girls like you need to be taught a fucking lesson." He answered, his eyes cold with anger.

I frowned in disbelief. "This is my fault? You asked Mavis to call me over and now everything is blamed on me? I was about to have a good time when you-"

"You call getting raped by a stranger a good time?"

By this, my lips parted in shock and I let out a shaky breath. "Fuck you."

"You want me to fuck you? Fine, I will." He began dragging me towards the exit.

"Let go." I yelled, trying to pull my wrist from his grip. I kept struggling but my attempts were feeble, until we reached what looked to be the bathrooms. My eyes widened when he pulled me inside the men's toilet. It was unoccupied thankfully, but it didn't stop my worry as Jason pushed me into an empty stall and slammed the door closed before locking it. When he let go of my wrist I backed away into the wall.

My plan to get as far away from him as possible went down the drain when he pulled me towards him, his arms snaking around my waist. Holy shit. The room was getting so hot as out bodies mashed together.

"Are you a bad girl, Daisy?" He asked softly.

I looked at him in confusion, about to deny it when his lips slammed down onto mine.

The familiar feeling of his lips on mine had me instinctively kissing him back, wanting more. Our lips moved together in a hurry for less than a minute, when I realised what I was doing. I pushed him away immediately.

"Stop, I won't let you keep kissing me when it means nothing to you. I'm not like that."

"I didn't say that you were." He looked calm and collected, the complete opposite to how I was feeling. If he felt anything for me that I felt for him, he would be nervous too. But he was far too damn calm for my liking.

"Then stop kissing me."

"Then don't kiss me back."

"Ugh. I'm leaving." I turned and unlocked the stall door. I expected him to stop me from leaving, but he didn't.