Hot Hockey Player Is The Man Of My Dreams のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Selena's POV The silence between Sarah and me was so loud it made my ears itch.We sat there in the corner of the café like two mannequins forgotten in a display window. My fingers were clenched around a paper napkin I'd been twisting for the last five minutes and it already looked like a dead flower, shriveled and torn. Sarah was stirring her coffee like it had secrets in it, like if she stirred long enough maybe it would swallow her whole and end the awkwardness.I didn’t say anything.She didn’t either.Just the sound of spoons clinking, people laughing somewhere in the back, and the occasional squeak of someone dragging a chair across the wooden floor.I shifted in my seat and looked at her from under my lashes. She caught the look. That look. My I-want-to-strangle-you look. My why-the-hell-did-you-bring-me-here look.Her shoulders tensed. She winced. Then finally, "Okay. Okay. I'm sorry."I didn’t answer. Just blinked at her, slow.She sighed. "I didn’t know they’d be here. Hone

Selena's POV The hallway was too damn loud.Shoes squeaked against the floor. Lockers slammed every five seconds like they were in a contest to see which one could crack open someone’s skull first. People were laughing and yelling and brushing past like I was invisible. I wanted to be invisible. I really, really did. But no. Somehow being invisible still made you a target.Word spread faster than lice. I was apparently the girl who had "somehow landed Dominic Lakes." Only I hadn’t. At all. He humiliated me in front of the whole school, acted like he didn’t know me, then followed me around like some weird watchdog. And everyone just filled in the blanks with their own fantasy version.I hated it here.Sarah told me to let it go. She told me people were dumb and bored and this was high school and if people weren’t gossiping about you they were pretending to be someone else. And maybe she was right. But still.My stomach did a stupid flip every time I saw him. Like my body was betraying

Dominic's POV Everyone was talking.Everywhere I turned it was whispers and stares and smirks. People pretending to not look at me while totally looking at me. And I already knew what it was about. I didn’t even need to hear the words.Caleb and Selena.Her name was everywhere now.In the halls. In classrooms. On lips that used to not even say hi to her. Now they said her name like it was candy. Or dirt. Depending on which side you were on.And Caleb’s name right next to hers."Did you see them in the planning room together?" "I heard he drove her home." "They make such a weird couple." "Is he, like, into weird girls now?"It crawled under my skin.I was on the ice but not really there. My stick cracked against the puck but it veered way left. Coach blew the whistle again and again and I kept hearing her laugh.Not her laugh now.Her laugh then. That soft one she made when she thought nobody was listening. That real one that cracked out when she said something dumb by accident and la

Selena's POV“You have to tell me the truth, Lena, or I'll gouge your eyes out,” Sarah was saying, jumping off and on my bed like an irritated five-year-old.I rolled my eyes and snuggled closely on the bed.I wanted to find a little peace.To remember how wonderful I had felt when his lips had brushed mine… no, I needed to forget actually.But I would not be doing either of those.Sarah yanked my arm and I hissed as my body turned to face her.“Ah… tell me! I'm your best friend, for crying out loud. Are you really going out with Caleb?” she pouted. “Huh, pretty please.”I groaned.“But I told you no like a gazillion times. What is it you want from me?!”“The truth.” She half-yelled.I exhaled and fell back on the bed.“You have a poor understanding of what the truth is, then,” I told her.“There are pictures of you and him. Plus, I've seen you walk down the hallway with him,” she said.“Pictures that are photoshopped… most of them are. I agreed to go to a café with him just once, and

Selena's POV“Do werewolves have healing powers?” I asked, and Dominic's hand shot forward, covering my mouth.“Can you talk any more loudly?” he said, eyeing me.I had gone to the café where I ran into him earlier—something told me he would be there.And that something was damn right.“Why would you assume that I have anything to do with it?” he asked, and I looked around the café, surprised to see that it was really full. The scent of caffeine and pastries wafted through the air.“You are not human. If anything odd happens, then it has to be you,” I told him, and he rolled his eyes.“And if it's not?”“Then I'm fucking crazy,” I whispered fiercely, and his eyes widened in amusement.“Woah, I didn't know you knew how to swear.”I shrugged.“This is how serious I am. Please tell me you did have a hand in making my injuries disappear from the end of the world.”He stared at me as if studying me.I waited, not sure what he was thinking about.“If you win the elections tomorrow, I'll tel