Alexander's POV

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I was walking around Chummy's room looking for Hazel. I had seen Bertie so she must be here somewhere.

"Are you looking for your Girlfriend Alex?" George asked.

"She's not my girlfriend George." I responded turning bright red.

"If she's not your girlfriend then my name is Nancy Drew." George stated with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes then walked across the room, hoping to find Hazel.

I accidentally bumped into a small girl with dark hair "Oh my goodness I'm so sorry miss" I exclaimed apologetically.

Wait a minute...small girl with dark hair. It was Hazel.

"Hazel it's your lover boy." a blonde girl - Daisy - whispered loudly.

I blushed bright red then looked down and found Hazel looking up at me. Her dark brown eyes were twinkling with joy.

"Hey Alex." She grinned.

"Hazel!" I exclaimed happily before giving her a hug.

When she pulled away, her face was as red as a tomato. I kept my arm around her waist which if possible, made her face blush a deeper shade of red than it already was. She looked stunning.

"It's good to see you." She smiled.

"It's good to see you too." I responded, smiling brightly.

"Ah so you must be Miss Wells and Miss Wong, Alex has been talking about you all day, of course he was mainly babbling on about Miss Wong." George anounced.

I blushed bright red. I was going to kill him later.

"Yes, I am the honourable Daisy Wells and my best friend Hazel Wong is currently getting crushed by old Longarms over there and who might you be?" Daisy responded.

I blushed however when I tried to let go of Hazel she carefully moved my arm and put it back around her waist. Who was I to complain.

"Mr George Mukherjee at your service," George stated before bowing theatrically.

I rolled my eyes.

"Oh no not another Daisy." Hazel muttered.

I burst out into laughter. She was right. George and Daisy really are like two peas in a pod. Daisy shot a glare over at Hazel and George glanced over at her, a twinkle in his eye.

"You wound me Miss Wong." He laughed.

Rolling my eyes at his idiocy I stated "Oh pack it in George."

"Oooo oooo standing up for your Girlfriend were you." George smirked causing Hazel and I to both turn a similar shade of crimson.

Was she my girlfriend? I mean we both liked each other in that way.

"I think I like you George Mukherjee." Daisy stated.

"I'm glad Daisy Wells." George responded.

Of course Daisy and George had begun to get along like a house on fire. Daisy and George began to talk in low voices so I couldn't tell what they were saying. I continued to hold Hazel close to me - I was beginning to feel as though I was on cloud nine.

"Um Alex, could you show me to a restroom please?" Hazel whispered.

"Sure Hazel." I responded

I took her hand then led her out of the crowded room and down a flight of stairs towards the toilets.

She went inside and I sat down on a stair to wait for her. I really like Hazel, she's beautiful. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.

After a few more minutes she came out of the restroom. I smiled, stood up then asked "May I escort you back to the party my dear Miss Wong?"

My chest tightened slightly as I waited for her response.

"You may, Mr Arcady." She said, her cheeks flushing a cute pink colour.

She took my arm and we walked up the flight of stairs and up into the party.

"Oi lovebirds look up." Called a smirking George.

We looked up. Oh crap. Mistletoe. I looked over at Daisy and George and saw them smirking. They had done it on purpose. I was going to kill George and by the look on Hazel's face, she was going to kill Daisy.

"So are you going to kiss?" Daisy asked.

I looked at Hazel and whispered "we don't have to if-"

I was cut off my Hazel's lips on mine and I  felt her arms wrap around my neck.

After my initial shock that Hazel Wong was kissing me, I kissed her back, my hands instinctively moving to her waist.

When we broke apart, the whole room burst into cheering and applause. Daisy and George were wolf whistling which made me blush.

Hazel had turned pink with embarrassment and had buried her head in my chest. I was not about to complain. Wrapping my arms around her, I could feel my heart rate speed up. I felt the happiest I had ever felt in a long time.

*Author's note
This is the end of the story, I hope you enjoyed it. :)*

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