Werewolf Bad Boy {Jason McCann Love Story}

"Soulmates."

•Jason's POV•
With redesigning the house, I added in a person theater room so I don't have to go out to the movies every five seconds. It has recliner seats and surround sound just like an actual theater so it's pretty nice to just chill in.

"Why are we watching high school musical again?" I ask and when I get no response I look over at Anastasia seeing tears in her eyes as Troy and Gabriella "go their own way".

"Stace what the fuck are you crying about?" I ask and she looks at me giving me a cold glare.

"This is the saddest part of the movie you douche."

I raise my eyebrow at her tone and she rolls her eyes before looking back at the screen.

"I don't understand girls and their obsession with Troy Bolton."

"Well when I was younger I had the biggest crush on him but the more I look at him the more I realize he isn't that cute. I mean obviously the real Zac Efron is hot as fuck now, but not Troy Bolton."

I stare at her as she gives her crazy explanation and I slowly look back at the screen.

"You've dated guys hotter." I mumble under my breath and her attention turns towards me.

"I know."

I glance over at her again seeing her biting her lip and I also glance down noticing the jersey was up her mid thigh. Her body soon faces me and I look up at her eyes again as they lock with mine. I start to think of all the memories I've had with her and she slowly brings her hand to my cheek making my heart skip a beat. I notice her eyes run over my features before she stares in my eyes again. Not even thinking, I bring my hand up over hers and don't take my eyes away from hers. I enjoy her touch for a second before I shake my head and whisper,

"I love her Anastasia."

She smiles sadly and nods.

"I know. But you loved me once too."

"I know.." I barely whisper and finally pull away from her to stare at the ground.

"But it's always going to be Selena."

•Selena's POV•
"I'm sorry." I confess to Jeremiah and he turns back to look at me.

"Why are you apologizing?"

I mess with my fingers and shrug nervously.

"He attempted suicide because of me. I made him feel like that. And I'm so sorry.."

Jer paces over to me, almost angrily, before he grabs my hands and I notice as he got closer I stepped back and am now against the wall. He notices also and slowly pins my hands against the wall beside me as he steps dangerously close.

"Don't apologize for something like that. It wasn't your fault."

"He did it because he believed I wasn't alive. It is my fault."

"Don't blame yourself baby." He says quietly and I swallow hard at the nickname.

I catch myself staring at his lips before I look up at his blue eyes which always gave me butterflies. He leans in closer and I take a deep breath.