Disclaim - i do not own the characters, hollyoaks, or the general plot. i do own most of the plot
Jason/jasmine storyline Hollyoaks
Chapter 3
After I kissed Anita, I didn't run away, but the party did end soon after and I left without saying goodbye. That night was special; and there were plenty more to come after that. The lads and i go out on a regular basis now – I'm less afraid of going into pubs and clubs and being recognised because even i now believe I look like a boy. We're going out again late tonight; spray some more walls, drink some more beer. I know mums been getting worried about me; how I'm always so hung over in the morning. She thinks I'm going through a phase – and i am, except it's different to what she's thinking of, and it's never ending. Suddenly my phone beeps, and i glance over at it. I'm drinking an ice cold banana smoothie at Mobs, alone, and I'm not expecting a call, but i welcome this one with open arms. It's from Bart.
We need to talk, meet me at Mobs right now – Bart.
I see him swaggering down towards me and my heart flutters with bursts of excitement. I fidget around in my seat trying to look relaxed – which i was before this turn of events! He sees me and gazes in my eyes as he takes the seat opposite me.
"You got here quick. I only just sent the message," he grumbles,
"Yeah, i was here already. What's up?"
"Look, Jas, we need to talk..." he starts. I'm about to continue the conversation when he begins again, "The other day...that kiss..."
"It was great,"
"So why did you run away? Sorry...but if you thought it was great then what was the problem? Are you frigid?"
"Shut up Bart! Just, let me explain!"
There's a long silence whilst Bart listens for my explanation and i search my brain to find one; but it isn't that simple. I can't just tell him...i can't tell anyone! Nobody will understand!
"I don't know. Please, I'm sorry, can we just forget about it?" I plead. He murmurs something to himself and pauses to think about the situation, but he finally agrees that forgetting about it is probably the simplest solution.
"Yes...fine, let's just forget about it. Come over to mine tonight yeah? We'll have the house to ourselves," he kisses my cheek and walks away.
While i'm pondering on what this means, i see a familiar face walking my way. Anita.
Stunned, i down my smoothie and rush to get out of my seat, but she catches up with me.
"Hi Jas, have you seen a boy called Jason anywhere?" she catches me with her hand and grips on. I'm sweating like a leaking pipe; i just want to get out of here.
"No, no, if haven't," i say and continue to walk away, "he has a girlfriend,"
"Really...shame, he's a nice guy,"
"I know,"
"Mark gave me his number," she mumbles; I barely hear her say it and before i know it, she is dialling his number on her mobile. Dialling Jason's number. Dialling my number.
There's nothing i can do, i just have to leave before she hears it, before she hears my phone ring...
Bleep bleep.
She's heard it, and the look she gives me is one of someone who understands.
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