Hello. This is my first CR fic. I'm usually over in the Misc. TV section, writing Kacy for PHM/JONAS. I'm really only writing this because a few people suggested that seeing as how ALL 25 of my stories were JONAS, I should write something else. I gave into peer pressure. Because I'm weak. xD
So here this is. I left it open-ended for continuations, but I have two multi-chaps to finish up before I commit to anything else besides one-shots.
"You're pretty," said a somewhat unfamiliar male voice. Caitlyn looked up from her laptop and into the eyes of Jason Green, lead guitarist for Connect 3. She had met him for a brief moment last summer, but the extent of that meeting was a quick handshake and short conversation that she barely remembered.
She blinked uncertainly and her brows furrowed as she opened and closed her mouth once or twice. Jason cocked his head to the side, looking a little worried.
"Thanks," she said, finding her voice. Uncomfortable with the attention with which Jason was paying her, she shut her laptop and made to leave, but he followed her out of the dining hall.
"Why does it sound like you don't believe me?" he said.
Caitlyn inwardly rolled her eyes. She was so sick of these kinds of guys. The ones who walked up to her in public and without knowing anything about her, immediately started hitting on her by commenting exclusively on her looks. Jason might be a little more pure of heart than the rest of them, but she still couldn't shake the feeling of doubt that reared its ugly head every time a guy started paying attention to her.
It was just easier to dismiss, ignore or antagonize boys. It hurt less in the end that way.
"Caitlyn?" Jason said, blinking at her in confusion. He seemed so honest and curious-totally unlike Justin or Brandon back home at school. But she was in a mild panic. She didn't want to trust Jason. She didn't want to trust any guy she knew. It would inevitably lead to heartache, and she really wasn't sure she could take another one after what had happened on New Year's. Any trust she might have still had in guys was totally lost, thanks to Zach.
"Because I have trust issues when it comes to guys, okay?" she finally answered with a shrug.
"Why?"
He was so infuriating. Could he not tell that she did not want to talk to him?
Jason's eyes flickered over Caitlyn. Her eyes were closed, seemingly in an attempt to calm down because she looked to be taking deep breaths and the pained look on her face seemed to be smoothing out. She really was pretty. He wanted to get to know her better, and that's why he had opened the conversation with a compliment. Girls liked compliments, right?
"Because I just do. It's a…problem I have."
What happened to Caitlyn to make her like this?
"Excuse me? What business is that of yours?" Caitlyn said archly.
"I said that out loud, didn't I?" Jason said with a blush. He did that a lot. Said what he was thinking out loud.
Caitlyn felt a little of her anger melt. He looked really embarrassed. Instead of feeling vindicated, she felt a little guilty. Jason just looked so dejected. She really didn't have the heart to leave him like this. Heaving a sigh and switching her bag to her other shoulder she said,
"I've just dealt with some guys that were…the captains of douchebaggery and asshattery."
"Those are some mean names to call people," Jason said.
"Yeah, well, Zach made out with me at midnight on New Year's, then decided that I wasn't 'right' for him and left with my school's version of Paris Hilton. Justin and Brandon would flirt with me in class, then grope some other girl in the hallways. Evan was my best guy friend for years and then I introduced him to my cousin and he asked her out. Any time I've placed my trust in a guy, it never works out. So…I just tend to not trust them."
Jason cocked his head, considering her for a moment.
"Not all guys are the same, you know. I mean…yeah, those guys you mentioned are jerks, and it sucks that they hurt your feelings, but…" he took a step closer to her, "you can't just brush off all guys as…what'd you call them? Captains of douchebaggery and asshattery? Y-you have to be willing to give someone a chance."
This wasn't the Jason that appeared in magazines. That Jason always seemed a little silly. This Jason standing in front of her had instantly gotten to the root of her guy problems and basically told her to suck it up. Mitchie had told her the same thing in various wordings, but never this bluntly. The fact that it was a guy who had said it to her made it a lot scarier.
"But…what if I don't want to give them a chance? What if I'm scared? What if…I put myself out there only to just get hurt again? I can't take it anymore. Every time I think I've found a guy who's trustworthy, something happens and my heart gets broken and it takes me months to get over it." Caitlyn felt close to tears and jumped when she felt Jason put his arms loosely around her in a hug.
"I'm not going to say that I know exactly how you feel because I don't. But I will say that I can relate," he said softly. He pulled away from her and she looked up at him questioningly.
"How can you relate to me?"
Jason really wanted to smirk; her tone sounded challenging. He settled for a small smile before saying, "I'm kind of famous, if you didn't know. Anytime my relationship with a girl ends-for whatever reason, the whole world knows. It's hard for me to know if a girl actually likes me for me or if she's just attracted to the fame."
"Any girl that uses you just for the fame is an idiot and a bitch. I hope you know that." She looked down at her feet as she finished her statement, realizing it sounded a little too…something.
"Hey," he said softly, giving her a gentle punch on the shoulder, "Thanks."
"You're welcome," she said after a moment's hesitation. She smiled uncomfortably and turned to go back to her cabin, but stopped when she heard Jason call out to her.
"Don't give up on guys just yet…I think your luck might be turning around soon." She blushed slightly and he gave her a cryptic smile and walked off.
"What the hell does that mean?" she asked to no one in particular.
So there it is. I don't like how quickly it was written, but PLEASE do not bash it. This is deeply personal to me and a lot of Caitlyn's thoughts and boy problems were taken directly from my experiences. I spent a lot of time rereading my journals.
I just wanted to give a hint of maybe something happening in the future…there will be follow-ups later…this summer.
