Fascination - JB

my brothers girl

July 10th, 2016

Jason's POV

Y/n. Y/n, Y/n, Y/n... Sweet and too innocent for her own good Y/n Y/l/n. She has no idea how badly I crave her. I want her all to myself. I need her. I deserve her.

Only one fucking problem; Drew. My twin brother. He got to her first, charmed her with his boyish tactics. She doesn't know it yet, but she will be mine. Eventually.

My brother is the biggest player, he's messing with her heart and I can't do anything about it because "their relationship is none of my business" so says Drew. He flirts with other girls, gets too close for comfort whenever Y/n isn't around. Especially around campus, he'd sometimes do it in from of her.

Me? I'm no saint myself. I'm what they all call a delinquent. Wherever there is trouble, I'm always at the scene, even if I have nothing to do with it. The worst I have ever done around here is threaten a student. I could do worse and bomb threat these quick to judge assholes. Y/n keeps me grounded. Just the mere thought of her, I want to be good, just for her. Only for her.

Seeing her with my brother pisses me off because he's getting away with shit he shouldn't be. She is so incredibly naive and gullible. Sometimes I just want to grab her and shake her into reality. But I can't, I wouldn't. I could never hurt her intentionally.

"Yo, Jase. Y/n wanted to come over and short notice I won't be here. Can you tell her I won't be here?"

"You have a phone, text her." I deadpanned.

"Too much work, just tell her," he said heading out the garage door. I'm not doing shit for him. She can come over and realize how much of an idiot my brother is.

Half an hour later, Y/n rang the doorbell. I shot up and ran to the door. Catching my breath, I calmed myself before opening the door. "Y/n, hey. Drew isn't here," I tell her.

"He isn't? He didn't tell me he wasn't going to be here," the expression on her soft face fell. "If you want, you can come in and wait,"

"Uh, I don't want to be a bother,"

"Oh trust me, you won't," I smiled, "come in," I made room for her petite figure to walk in. She smiled kindly up towards me. "Want something to drink?" I asked closing the door, locking it.

"Um, no. I'm okay," she watches me make my way around her. Is she really that intimidated by me?

"Okay, well, you know where the remotes are, I'll be right back." I inform her. She nods and makes her way to the living area. I went to the kitchen and got two water bottles and snacks from the cupboard. As soon as I walked into the living room, she was no where to be found. Just her book bag and her jacket. So I figured she went to the rest room. I turned on the TV to comedy central.

Ten minutes went by and she's not back yet. I began to get worried. Did she get lost? No. She's been here many times. I went to go look for her, "Y/n?" I called. I looked around and her vans were scattered on the floor. I looked along the hall and bits of her clothing were on the floor, leading a trail to my room.

Woah, now I'm seeing why Drew keeps her around. I picked up the trail she left, her jeans, her tank top, and opened my bedroom door. It was dark in my room, "Y/n?" I called. The shower in my bathroom was running. I bit my lip. The door was left slightly opened, and the foggy mist covered the mirror, so all I see is a tanned, slim, petite silhouette reflection.