Werewolf Bad Boy {Jason McCann Love Story}

"Someone is.. Pretending to be.. You."

•Selena's POV•
"I'm in love with you too Jason McCann."

My eyes flutter open at the sound of my alarm clock and I look around my room, seeing nothing but the light shining in from the window. So no Jason? No McCann house?

I groan and fall back against my bed at the sudden realization that Jason didn't admit his love for me and I wasn't at his house slaying Hailey.

Tragic.

Although I'm not sure if that dream was a sign. I mean.. I'm not exactly sure if I would go as far as saying I love Jason. But I care for him, that's been proven obvious.

*ding*

My eyes glance over at my phone on the nightstand and I grab it seeing a text from ally.

'Get ready hoe'

I roll my eyes at my best friend and slowly make my way out of bed. Screw getting ready, I'm eating first. Food is important.

I pop two waffles into the toaster before turning on the radio to a random station and dance around my kitchen a little bit as I wait for my food to cook. I'm excited to be spending my Saturday with Ally, but I honestly take forever to get up in the morning and actually get going. So I have to set my alarm extra early and Ally has to text me to motivate me.

I suddenly jump at the sound of the doorbell and I glance at the time seeing 7:30am glowing on my microwave. I glance at the door and eye it suspiciously before grabbing a knife and walking to the window looking out it trying to see if I can see someone, which I can't. I then take in my appearance and realize I am in a white tank with teenage mutant ninja turtles pajama pants. I sigh internally and finally swing the door open expecting to see a murder. But instead my eyes trail down and meet the sight of a rose.

Just one.

I slowly pick it up and grab the small note attached.

'Good morning, beautiful"

I stare at the perfectly written cursive and raise my eyebrow in curiousness until it dawns on me that Jason must have sent the flower. He's been MIA lately and maybe this was his cute way of making up for it. I smile slightly at the gesture and put the rose in a vase of water until my waffles pop up from the toaster. I grab them and toss them on a paper plate before drowning them in syrup. My mouth waters at the sight and I quickly dig in.

A couple hours pass and I finally finish the last curl on my hair. Once I look myself over in my mirror, I nod approvingly and put a tad bit of Chapstick on before grabbing my phone and purse. I wasn't big on gloss or lipstick so I stuck to Chapstick.

Ally honks for what felt like the 30th time and I roll my eyes as I leave the house and climb into her car.

"Took you long enough."

I send her a playful glare as I pull on my seatbelt.

"Just drive." I say and smile at her.

"To the mall we go."

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Throughout the day I received 10 more roses from random people that came up and said,

"Are you Selena Gomez?" Which I would respond yes to, and then they'd hand me the rose and walk away. Each rose had a note on it just like the one from this morning.

'You look gorgeous today.'

'I love seeing you smile'

'I miss you'

'I wish I could hold you'

'Be mine already'

'I like your outfit of the day'