It's been a week since Hazel and I first kissed. Everyday after school we go for a drive, go to the movies or she teaches me some new chords on the guitar.
I made up with PJ. She didn't really apologise but I don't care. She's the last thing on my mind.
We're in bio and I'm bored. I rip off the corner of a file page and scribble on it for a few seconds and then push it over towards Hazel.
Her head is resting on her hand and she doesn't even notice the note. I poke her with my pen and she looks over at me. I jolt my eyes towards the paper. She looks down, pauses, and smiles.
Do you wanna come to my house after school?
Yes or NoShe uncaps her pen, circles yes and then slides it back to me. She looks at me and I look at her. I draw a wonky heart on the page and slide it over. She rolls her eyes and I chuckle lightly.
"Do you girls have something you want to share with the rest of the class?"
I jolt in my chair and whip my head to the front of the classroom.
"No sir"
Hazel responds, crumpling the paper in her fist. Mr Mitchell is standing with his arms crossed and eyes wide.
"No passing notes in my classroom!"
His voice is harsher now and everyone turns to look at us. I look down at the desk and he marches to our table. He holds his hand out and I look to Hazel in a panic.
"Hand it over Hazel"
"Hand what over sir"
"The paper in your hand"
She scrunches her fist tighter. I gulp.
"I don't have any paper"
"I saw it hazel"
"I don't think so"
"I think so"
"Nope"
"Yes"
I hear chuckles around the room and a smile grows on my face.
Mr Mitchell huffs out air in frustration.
"I'm getting too old for this shit"
He rubs his bald head and walks back up to the front of the classroom. Hazel gives me a coy smile and I shake my head in faux disapproval.
"So disrespectful""Hey! I'm home!"
I shout up the hallway as we enter the house. Hazel shuffles In and I close the door behind her.
"Honey, I'm in here. Just finishing up dinner"
I hear my aunt from the kitchen and we take our shoes off and leave them by the door. We walk into the kitchen and I see her huddled over the sink.
"Pasta bake tonight is tha-
When she turns and sees Hazel she pauses momentarily and looks between us as a smile grows on her face.
"Hello dear"
"Hi! the food smells delicious"
I can tell that Hazels nervous by her over enthusiasm and I smile at her and agree.
"Yeah it really does"
"Well thank you very much. Don't be standing at the door. Come on in and take a seat"
We walk to the table and she throws the hand towel over her shoulder and sits across from us.
"Oh! How rude of me, does anyone want a coffee"
I place my hand on hers and smile.
"Don't worry about it, I'll do it"
I get up and fill the kettle up at the sink.
"So Hazel, I've heard so much about you these past few days"
God.
Hazel laughs. Her laugh is adorable.
"I mean, first PJ and now my lovely niece"
My eyes widen and I flick the kettle on. I'm facing Hazel now and my aunts back is to me. I just shake my head at how oblivious she is.
"I've put your coffee on, is it okay if we go to my room?"
"Thank you dear. Oh yea go on ahead"
"Than-
"Just keep that door open"
She waddles over to the kettle as it begins to squeal and I widen my eyes to Hazel who's gone a deep shade of red.
"Come on"When we enter my room I slump down on my bed and she follows suit. We both stare up at the ceiling.
"Sooo...
She takes my hand from in between us and holds it up, intertwining her fingers with mine.
"Yes?"
"What have you been telling your aunt about me?"
I can hear her smiling.
"None of your business"
Her thumb traces down mine.
"Fine. I'll just ask her myself"
I give her a pointed look and she smiles. I don't move my head back and we just stare for a while.
"Can I tell you something?"
I nod.
"You can't think it's weird"
"I can't promise that"
"Can you try?"
I nod.
"I'll try my very best"
She takes a second and looks from one of my eyes to the other before settling on looking down.
"I didn't have any friends before you. It was just me and my mom. I mean, I spoke to PJ and Josie but they weren't my friends"
Hearing her say that cracks my heart open ever so slightly. I hold her hand tighter and and rub my thumb across the back of her hand. I don't speak. I don't know what to say. I can see her becoming tense.
"Well, I guess you aren't really my friend..
I can tell she's embarrassed at what she's said when she attempts to cover it up with a joke. I squeeze her hand and catch her eyes. I raise my eyebrows to show my seriousness.
"You're my best friend Hazel"
She stares at me blankly for a few seconds and then smiles and places a hand on the side of my face. She rolls onto her side and I do the same as she pulls me in to kiss her. Her breathe is minty and I close my eyes and soak it up. A spark begins to burn in my stomach. She pulls away but keeps her hand on my face.
"You're my favourite person"
Her voice is breathy and I look from her eyes to her mouth and pull her in for a kiss this time.
The kisses turn more passionate and I grab her waist and pull her body flush with mine.
"God you're so hot"
When I hear her raspy voice, the spark in my stomach bursts to roaring flames and I roll her onto her back and straddle her waist. She sits up now at the edge of the bed and my knees are at either side of her thigh. Her smile is huge and her eyes are full of something I haven't quite seen before. There's a hunger in her gaze.
"Say that again"
I mutter as I subconsciously grind my hips on her. The sensation tingles through my legs and stomach. Her hands fall to my hips and squeeze lightly, guiding my movements. I pull her lips back to mine.
"Say what?"
As she teases me I feel her smile against my lips. She guides me to her thigh and I move on it slowly. A moan slips from my lips and I can feel a burning between my legs now. I want her to touch me.
"Hazel"
She guides my hips faster now, but not fast enough. another moan escapes. I can feel something building up inside of me. With each painfully slow movement I get closer.
"Say that again"
Her voice is husky and the hunger seems to have travelled there from her eyes.
"Hazel?"
I tease. I hear her groan in pleasure and she flips me over. I gasp as I hit the bed and she climbs on top of me, her hand is immediately up my hoodie. Her cold fingers on my skin make me gasp and she kisses my neck softly. I grip her hair and roll my head back to give her better access. I can feel her hand trace down to my sweats and I buck my hips slightly in response. Her fingers trace the waist band of my sweats and i wriggle in anticipation. The feeling between my legs is new. I don't know how to react. A pleading sigh escapes my lips and I feel my cheeks burn with embarrassment. She stops kissing my neck and her face hovers over mine. Her eyes are lustful and in that moment I'd get on my knees and beg for her to touch me. Her fingers still tease my waistline and she watches as my eyebrows scrunch together in pleasure. I can see a slight smile on her lips.
"Is this okay?"
Her finger slips under my waistband, still not braving beyond my stomach. I nod.
"Do you want me to?"
I can see her smiling and I know she's enjoying this as much as I am.
"Please Hazel"
She crashes her lips against mine and her fingers trace down and start to rub me over my underwear.
I gasp and roll my head back. I squeeze my legs together and she traces small circles. The pace is almost painful and I squirm and gasp with each movement.
"RING RING RING!!"
I hear my phone buzz from the bedside table and she stops. We both turn to the phone. I plant my hand on her face and turn her back to look at me.
"I'm not gonna answer it"
"Good"
She kisses me again.
"RING RING RING!!"
She pulls away and plants her hand back on the bed beside me.
"For fuck sake"
The build up inside me collapses and we wait there for a few seconds. The phone stops ringing and then...
"RING RING RING!!"
She closes her eyes and takes a breathe.
"You should probably answer it, it might be important"
I sigh and she climbs off of me.
As I walk over to the phone by legs are like jelly. I hear her laugh from the bed.
"Shut up"
I grab the phone and place it against my ear.
"Hi dear"
My eyes widen and my legs go stiff.
"Mom?"
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