DAISY

"Where are we going?" I asked excitedly, a slight bounce in my step.

"It's a surprise." Jason replied, shooting me a lazy smile.

"I hate surprises." I grumbled before frowning.

He chuckled. "Why's that?"

"Because, what if I don't like the place or I'm not properly prepared."

"Oh, I'm sure you will love the place we're going to."

"Oh yeah, how can you be so sure?"

"I know you, Sweetheart."

My heart melted on the spot.

When we reached Jason's black Audi he ever so gentlemanly opened my door for me, motioning for me to get inside. "Why, thank you good sir." I giggled.

"Your welcome, my lady." He chuckled.

With a huge smile on my face I bent down and sat shotgun. Jason shut the door before rounding the car and getting in the drivers seat. After Jason's profusal apologies for avoiding me and my ever so quick forgiveness for him, he chose out a pair of wooly black tights for me and my large, oversized pink jersey. It ended just above my knee and kept me extremely warm against the harsh weather.

"Can I turn on the radio?" I asked hesitantly, when Jason began pulling out of the residence campus parking lot.

"Of course you can, baby. Why do look so afraid to ask?" He laughed.

"I don't know," I shrugged. "I thought you are one of those guys who are sentimental over their stereo systems."

"I am actually. But there are always exceptions for you."

I smiled in amusement and began fidgeting with the modern looking sterio system. I had no idea what I was doing, and eventually gave up when a light buzzing noise was heard from the radio.

"What do you listen to?" Jason asked, glancing towards me, reaching out to turn the sterio up. "Barbie songs?"

"No," I narrowed my eyes at him. "I listen to 50 cent, tupac and Eminem." I said sarcastically.

He looked towards me with wide eyes. "You do?"

I chuckled. "No, Jason. And eyes on the road please."

"Well, it would have been really cool if you did."

"I don't mind Eminem, just please no 50 cent please."

"Eminem it is then." He grinned.

"Nooo wait, there's this new song of Justin Bieber-"

"Seriously," He scoffed. "How typical and cliché of you to listen to Justin Bieber?"

"And how cliché of you to listen to Eminem?" I asked rhetorically.

"Alright, whatever." He pressed a few buttons and tuned some knobs before motioning towards it to me. "Just type the name and it'll show up."

"Cool," I grinned, before doing exactly as he said. Justin Bieber's latest hit began to play loudly from the speaker. I laughed when Jason shuddered and made a gagging noise.

"That guy is so fucking overrated." He grumbled.

"That is so mean of you to say," I frowned. "I happen to like Justin."

"Whatever." He muttered moodily.

I smiled lightly and leaned over the console to rest my head on his arm. "Your mood swings are kind of funny now."

He didn't reply, his face set solemnly on the road. I smiled and shook my head in amusement, snuggling into his arm. My inner conscience has been on my case since chemistry class, scolding at me for forgiving Jason so easily, and carrying on with him like nothing ever happened. But I was so scared to lose him. I was scared that if I didn't forgive him he would get tired of me and move on, because I believed that he truly meant more to me than I meant to him. It left a dull ache at the back of my heart, not very noticeable but there. What if he did something like that again, or something worst, like cheat on me? I didn't think I would ever be able to forgive him again, even though my heart would still yearn for him.

"Daisy?" Jason asked after a long moment of silence between us.

"Yeah?" I murmured.

"Do you still love me?"

I froze up, not knowing what to say. Of course I still loved him. You can't just un-love someone because they might not love you back. Once you had feelings, they were there to stay for a really long time, whether you wanted them to or not. And considering my feelings towards Jason was so strong, I knew it wouldn't go away anytime soon.

"I-I-" I inhaled a deep breath. "Yes, I do."

I glanced towards his face to him his eyes close tightly for a short second before he paid his attention back to the road. He looked almost pained, his fists clenching tightly around the steering wheel. Instead of replying, like I hoped he would he remained silent, his fists constantly clenching in anger.

"Where are we going?" I asked, trying to lighten up the mood. I sat up properly, removing my head from his bicep. I looked expectantly towards him instead.

"It's a surprise, darling." He cracked a smile. I was mentally cheering with myself for managing to get him out of his gloomy mood swing.

"You keep saying that. How much times do I have to say I hate surprises?" I huffed childishly and crossed my arms, slumping down into the comfortable leather seat.

"As many times as you ask me where we're going." He smirked in amusement, before reaching out towards my hand and grabbing it in his. I grinned at the gesture as his hand engulfed mine. He rubbed soothing circles all over my knuckles, before squeezing my hand tightly yet gently.

"What has gotten into you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're all. . . happy and smiles. I'm surprised." I said truthfully.

"Gee, thanks." He mumbled out sarcastically.

I giggled and brought his hand up to my lips. I placed a soft kiss there. A small smile crept up onto his face.

"Do you like that?" I asked.

"Very much, babe."

"Hmm. ." I hummed, using my pointy finger to trace the outline of a small anchor tattoo in the crevice between his middle finger and ring finger.

"What does this mean?" I asked.

"Nothing really. Only a few of my tattoos has meaning behind them. Others I got when I was younger and careless, didn't really know what I was doing till it was too late." He shrugged.

I analyzed his hand further to see a small cupcake below his thumb. I chuckled in amusement, wondering why Jason would get a cupcake tattooed on his hand.

"What's this one for? I'm sure you didn't get it because it looked nice."

"Oh, that. I was forced to get that by Alexis when I was fifteen. She was still a little girl and didn't really know what the shit she was talking about. I got it anyway because I couldn't resist her puppy dog eyes." He chuckled.

I smiled, before placing another soft kiss on his palm. It didn't even surprise me that he got a tattoo when he was fifteen. He grew up in a household where tattoos meant a lot.

"I should get one too. And I want it to represent something meaningful." I stated.

"No," He said immediately. "You're not getting a tattoo."

"Why not?" I frowned, my hands slowly releasing his one.

"Because I won't allow you to ink your clear and beautiful skin with something that can't ever be removed." He grunted out, his hand going back towards the steering wheel.

"You don't exactly have a say in-"

"Stop talking, Daisy."

"If I want a tattoo I can-"

"I said stop talking and I don't fucking want you getting a tattoo. Are you deaf?" He asked heatedly, his jaw clenching tightly.

My mouth shut tightly on their own accord, my body becoming immobile. I breathed in steady breaths and stared up ahead of the road, my eyes wetting themselves with involuntary tears. I didn't want to upset him so I left it at that, not saying anything afterwards.

We rode in silence for the next half hour. I had no idea where he was taking me, but all I knew was that we left town already. Trees surrounded the road on either side of us, but at the speed Jason was driving all you could see was a blur of dark green and black of the road. I rested my head against the cold window and stared outside, watching life pass by in a blur. I blinked repeatedly, willing the tears in my eyes to go away.

"Daisy?" Jason asked softly.

"Yeah?" I mumbled out.

"Please understand why I don't want you to get a tattoo. I regret most of mine, but the damage is already done. I don't want that for you too." He explained slowly.

"I don't wanna talk to you right now." I sniffled into my jersey sleeve.

"You don't?"

"No."

"I'm sorry, baby. But I'm not changing my mind."

How is it your descion?! I wanted to yell out loud, but stopped myself knowing that he could snap at any given moment. Jason's mood swings were sensitive, and the result of having his mood sway to a negative direction was brutal and it made me feel horrible, whether he knew it or not.

***

"Wake up, baby girl." A voice whispered from besides my ear. I stirred in my drowsy sleepiness. I opened one eye to see Jason kneeling over me.

"Your pet names are getting old." I commented, shooting him a lazy smile.

"It wouldn't be Jason and Daisy if I called you by your name. Then something would seriously be wrong." He pointed out.

"True." I agreed, my smile widening. He bent down towards my face, before placing a soft kiss of my nose. A fuzzy feeling formed in my stomach, when being this close to Jason and having his body heat warm me.

"How long was I out for?"

"Only thirty minutes."

"Oh." I felt like I had been sleeping forever.

"I wanted to wake you when we got here. But you looked so peaceful I couldn't find myself doing it. So I let you sleep for another ten minutes."

"Aww, that's so thoughtful. Has Jason gone sweet?" I grinned, pushing myself up the seat.

"No, I let you sleep on so that I could record you while you snored so excessively." He snorted.

"Jason!" I gasped.

He laughed loudly in humour as he pulled out his phone and flashed the screen to me. Exactly as his words, there were videos and pictures of me sleeping soundly, like an absolute baby.

"You are such a creepy weirdo, do you know that? And here I was thinking my boyfriend turned sweet." I grumbled unhappily.

"Hey, it's called leverage. Now I have something embarrassing over you. When you don't listen to me, I will expose it to the whole campus." He grinned, reaching out to poke my cheeks. I slapped his hand away and glared at him.

"Give me your phone, now." I demanded, stretching my arm out expectantly.

"So that you can delete them? No way." He scoffed, raising from the ground.

"Please, Jason. Or I won't kiss you for a month."

"I'm not falling for that trick. Of course you would kiss me. No one can resist this," He motioned towards his body. "Not even you."

I narrowed my eyes at him angrily and got out of the car, lunging towards him. His eyes widened when I tackled him towards the ground. I straddled his waist when we fell to the soft white sand in a heap.

"The phone?" I demanded.

He stuck his tongue out. "No."

"Ugh, you are the most infuriating person I have ever met. Do you know that?" I asked in exasperation.

"I don't mind, especially when it lands me in positions like this." He said, his voice becoming deeper and huskier.

It was only then it dawned upon. I was straddling his waist. I blushed deeply and hurried to get off, when his hands on my waist held me down.

"Jason." I mumbled.

"Hmm, Sweetheart." He hummed, using one hand to pull me down towards him. His hand rested on my back and slowly but surely brought me closer towards him. My breath hitched when my eyes stared directly into his, my lips only a few inches from his. Instead of moving due to nervousness, I let him make the next move.

He brought his lips to mine in a soft kiss. I moved my lips back with his, feeling the impatience of his lips moving in sync with mine. I opened my mouth instantly and allowed him access. He groaned and pulled my body flush agaisnt his, his hands fidgeting with the end of my jersey. Despite the cold weather, I was feeling hot all over. I could feel Jason press his groin into my private area causing a small moan to escape my lips through the kiss. Jason took the opportunity to kiss me harder, his tongue exploring my mouth impatiently. His lifted my jersey and used his hands to roam all over my ribs and waistline, before using them to squeeze my bum. This caused me to unintentionally press myself harder into his growing member, pleasure forming in the pit of my stomach.

I gasped for breath when he pulled away, his lips immediately moving towards my neck. He inhaled my scent deeply before he began placing soft kisses there.

My eyes fluttered close in pleasure, and left him to leave his multiple marks on my neck once again. He sucked on my soft spot, just above my collar bone. I moaned softly as had continued to assault my neck. Seconds turned into minutes when he was finally finished. His eyes gazed up into mine, as I stared down into his. He raised his hand and tucked a pile of my brown hair behind my ear, his hand resting on my cheek. His thumb caressed my cheek softly, as if he was savoring the moment. My eyes closed on their own as I released a small shaky breath.

"You are absolutely beautiful." He praised, his voice sounding sincere and dripping with approval.

I opened my eyes and looked back into his, tears welling up in mine. He noticed this and placed a small kiss on my cheek before bringing my head towards his chest. I sighed in complete content as he rubbed my head gently to his chest.

"Something happened to you in the past. That's why you feel sad whenever I make these comments." He said softly, his hand not stopping for a second. "And I will make it my mission to find out and make sure you realise just how perfect you are." He promised, his voice soft and soothing.

I sniffled into his chest and shut my eyes tightly as more tears formed there. Despite everything he had done, he still never failed to amaze me. He was still so beautiful in my eyes, not only on the outside but the inside too. He was patient with me, and somehow his intentions were always good even when he hurt me. The only reason he avoided me was because he was afraid that if we took things any farther, I would've ended up like his mother - dead. And the only reason he got so angry when I wanted a tattoo was because he didn't want me to taint my skin, and regret it in the future. Despite his actions, his intentions were always good. And that made me love him even more.

No one truly understood Jason. No one had enough patience with him to discover that underneath all the layers of bad he was truly an amazing person.

We stayed like that for a few minutes, with Jason's hand softly rubbing my back and head. I raised my head to look at him, when he looked right back at me. It was only then I realised that we were in the same beach as the very first time Jason brought me here. That beach party was the first time he kissed me. If it were me from then, there months ago, I would have never guessed to ever come here again and be on civil terms with Jason. Actually, more than just civil terms.

"Surprised?" He asked with a smirk when he took in my amazed expression. I guess the cocky Jason was shouting out to be released from the big bag of personality traits that Jason owned.

"Amazed. I remember how beautiful this place was from the first time."

"When I took in your expression of this place, I knew I had to bring you back here one day. You looked so carefree and happy, you never did when we were back at the dorm. Until - obviously - I ruined the moment by forcing you to kiss like a total ass." He said sheepishly.

"I forgive you now." I assured.

"Figures. You always forgive me, and I never really deserve it. You're fucking amazing." He said with astonishment. He gripped my waist tightly and began raising us off from the sand. I gripped onto his shoulders tightly, afraid to fall.

"I won't let you fall. Ever." He chuckled knowingly.

I flushed red. His words had two meanings, two implications. And his expression looked like he meant them both. It softened my heart to the extent I just wanted to squish him in a tight hug and never let go.

"Thank you. For bringing me here." I said, placing a light kiss on his cheek.

"Anytime." He smiled charmingly.

He placed me down much to my dismay before walking towards the passenger car door that was still open. I watched as he pushed the door close, locking it with his central lock in the process.

"I'm really happy that you brought me here. But, isn't it a little too cold?" I asked. I bit my lip, not wanting to sound ungrateful.

"Did you really think I would let you shiver?" He asked with a smile.

"No?" I said in confusion.

He smiled in amusement and said nothing in return, before walking towards the trunk and unlocking it. Lifting the trunk he pulled out what looked to be a wooly blanket before locking it again.

"Come on." He motioned towards him.

I rushed to follow his long strides but with the pace he began walking, I couldn't keep up. I jogged to catch up with him, and when I finally fell into step he sped up his steps, leaving me behind once again. I frowned and jogged to catch up again, when he quickly walked forward. We did this continuously, all the while he laughed merrily, before we ended up in the dark entrance of the forest. There were many entrance and exit points of the forest that surrounded the large lake on either side, but this entrance was huge and dark. It smelled like wet leaves and grass, with a hint of freshness from the sea/lake.

"Jason!" I hissed in discomfort when he entered, with me wondering behind him.

"Where are we going?" I asked, feeling the slight anger I felt for him start to disappear, a goofy smile replacing it instead.

"Just follow me, baby." I heard his distinct voice, searching the darkness for his figure. When I found it, I carefully walked towards him, only to lose him again when I reached. My hand reached out to touch anything, feeling fear form in me. The trees were eerie and dark, and I was afraid of the dark when it involved being outside. I was okay with the light off at night, but darkness in a forest tended to settle fear inside of people. A creepy cricket noise was heard, and an icy wind rushed passed me. I swayed a little bit, feeling my breathing quicken.

"Jason?" I whispered.

I turned around quickly when a shadow passed behind me, before disappearing again. I didn't do too well in this kind of situations. It gave me the creeps and all sorts of images popped up into my head. I never thought about ghosts, murderers or monsters when I was surrounded by people or it was light. Images like that popped up into my head when it was dark and I was alone. It's funny how our brain does nothing to protect us against that.

"Jason, where the hell are you?" I whispered again. He was besides me just a second ago, but he seemed to have vanished in the light of day. Or darkness of the night...

"I'm not playing here." I whisper-yelled, fear crawling up my spine.

No sound was made. There was silence. Utter cold and dark silence. Memories of being alone and scared swirled in my mind, and suddenly I panicked. I remembered feeling this way when I ran away from the orphanage when I was just a little girl. There was absolutely no where for me to go. I used to seek shelter at night by people who never wanted me.

"Jason." I whispered, my breathing heavy and panicked. I stretched my hands out to search for anything to touch in the darkness, when I felt a cold hard object touch my hand. It was just the tree, but I stumbled back in shock and fell butt first onto the ground. I was going to murder Jason so hard.

"Damn, Daisy. Was it really so hard to follow me?" I heard an amused voice, and suddenly felt the presence of another person. I sighed deeply in relief.

"You asshole, idiot, buttface! You did that on purpose." I hissed, wincing when my bum pressed harder into the cold and wet ground. It felt utmost disgusting, and considering I was wearing my light pink jersey that ended below my bum, the color would be stained now with a dirty green and brown.

Jason's chuckle floated in the eerie silence of the forest. I burned in embarrassment, imagining how hilarious I looked while falling butt first on the ground. He was laughing at me, which just made things worst. I slowly tried to lift myself off the ground but slipped and ended up falling once again. I was grateful for the darkness, otherwise Jason would have noticed how red my cheeks were of embarrassment. My bottom lip wobbled as I imagined how stupid I must have looked. I have never dealt well with embarrassment. When people humiliated me or I humiliated myself, all I wanted to do in the moment was to curl up into a ball and hide under the blankets.

I felt hands lift me up into a standing position. Before I could do anything else Jason placed his hands on my upper legs and hoisted me up. I blinked in confusion and wrapped my legs around his waist.

"Do I have to carry you?" He asked in amusement.

"I didn't say you must." I mumbled, my eyes trained onto his dark ones.

"Your actions clearly shows."

"You did that on purpose," I accused, a scowl forming on my face. "You left me behind to get lost."

"I might have." He admitted.

"Idiot! What if I got lost or eaten out here alone?"

"Yes, because the insects lurking behind the bushes love to eat little stray girls who wonder into the forest alone." He said dryly

"What about the wolves and mountain lions?" I whispered fearfully.

"I wouldn't bring you here if there were wolves or mountain lions. Don't be stupid."

"Well, where are we going?" I questioned, urging myself not to roll my eyes at him.

"Oh you'll see. Just hang on for now."

I relaxed under his touch and slumped in his arms, resting my chin on his shoulder and my arms loosely around his neck.

"It's really dark. I hate the darkness." I whispered into his shoulder. "I don't think it was such a good idea coming here at night."

"Will it make you feel better if I told you that the wolves and I are on good terms?"

I giggled. "No."

"No? I would tell them to eat me first."

"Still no. I'm more scared of ghosts and monsters."

"So you mean you're more scared of the things that don't exist?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I'm here with you. No one is truly afraid of the darkness. They are afraid of being alone in it."

I nodded in agreement, his words holding so much truth.

"Just hold on." I relaxed, my fear subsiding. What was there to be afraid of when I was in Jason's arms?

We walked for another few minutes, when we ended up in front of a curtain of green leaves. I looked at the bunch of long and soft leaves forming a curtain in confusion, when Jason pulled it away and stepped through it. I blinked in confusion when he placed me down onto a soft and grassy surface.

"Take a look, Angel." He said softly, gripping my waist and pulling my back towards his chest.

I slowly let my eyes wonder towards where he was looking, only to have them widen. It could only be described as magnificent.

The first thing I noticed was the large waterfall. Water gushed from the origin and into the lake below it. Surrounding the waterfall was a cliff that went up for miles. The ground was littered with white and pink daisy's and from my point of view I could see the dark blue sky with shining stars. The moon casted a soft glow over the whole scenery, lightening it up and adding onto its beauty. It looked magical, like it came straight out of a fairytale.

"Do you like it?" Jason asked, his lips grazing my neck.

"It's absolutely beautiful." I breathed out, my eyes analysing every inch carefully.

"Come on." He said, pulling me with him to walk forward.

"Do you come here often?" I asked, following after him.

"Not really. I'm too busy."

"That's a shame. This place is amazing!" I gushed. "It seems almost magical."

He chuckled softly. "Only you would say that."

I frowned. "That's not true."

"Yes it is."

"Whatever you say, Jason." I sighed.

"Come sit down with me."

"Okay." I said excitedly, watching him as he threw one blanket open over an empty patch of grass that didn't have any flowers. I wanted to laugh when his eyes searched the ground for an empty spot. A spot were we could sit and not crush the flowers. It was all the small things he did that made me see him the way I did. People rarely saw this side to him. The beautiful one that didn't want to ruin the flowers.

"Do you wanna know why this place reminds me of you?" He asked suddenly.

"Because the grass is covered in daisy's?"

"That, and because it's absolutely breathtaking in every aspect. Like you."

I felt my face warm up painfully into a blush.

"Stop teasing."

"I'm being damn serious. You, Daisy, are breathtaking."

A huge smile lit up onto my face, I thought my cheeks would break at the intensity of my smile.

"And you are handsome." I said, looking down in embarrassment afterwards.

"Of course I am."

I giggled when he made a funny face. He pulled me with him as he sat down onto the blanket. I ended up between his legs, my back resting against his chest. Using the extra blanket he threw it over my body, letting it partially cover his legs too.

I snuggled comfortable into his chest, bringing the blanket up to my neck.

"Won't you get cold?" I asked in worry, bringing my head up to look at him.

"Don't worry. I'll be fine."

"Really? I would hate for you go get sick of the cold."

"I love feeling cold. It's okay."

I nodded slowly, feeling unsure, before letting my eyes cast back towards the amazing view. It was absolute bliss. The comfortable silence, with the distinct sound of the crickets and the birds chirping. The comfort and warmth of being in Jason's arms. Every problem slipped past me, I felt like I was on top of the world. Like no one could hurt me.

The moment was truly perfect.

"Daisy?"

"Yeah?" I mumbled in question.

"If anything happens, please tell me that you will still love me."

I breathed in deeply. "I swear, I will." I said without hesitation.

"Good. Because I fucking love you too."

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