Safe haven |Hazel Callahan x Reader |

Liar liar

I grab the phone and place it against my ear.
"Hi dear"
My eyes widen and my legs go stiff.
"Mom?"
I glance up at hazel with my confused look and she shrugs.
"Yes it's me"
I'm silent. She clear her throat and continues.
"I was just calling to um see how you're doing"
I scoff. It's a reflex reaction and I curse myself mentally for it.
"I'm fine"
Silence. I begin to shake my leg nervously and bite my nails.
"H-how's school?"
Hazel shuffles off of the bed and walks across the room to me.
"It's fine"
Hazel walks behind me and rests her head on my shoulder. Her arms encase my waist and she squeezes tightly. My leg stops shaking and my belly swirls with butterflies.
"Have you made any friends?"
"Yeah, a few"
My answers are blunt but I'm lost for words.
Why is she calling me?
Why now?
"Any cute guys?"
My eyes roll and I feel angry. She's ignoring it. Pushing it down. Pushing me down. When I was younger, that's all we ever talked about. She'd ask about my new kindergarten boyfriend that week and I'd giggle and tell her all about him. Part of me wishes that the only reason she's mad is because we've lost that mother-daughter gossip. I know that's not why. But it's a nice thought.
Hazel takes my hand to stop me from biting my nails.
"I guess"
She shuffles and I assume she's sitting down.
"That's exciting, do you have a date for the homecoming dance?"
A wave of familiarity washes over me and I begin to calm. I can do this. We could talk about homecoming and cute guys for hours. I mull over her question.
Staring back at me from my mirror are hazel and I, her body tightly holding mine. Her head is buried in my neck and I tilt mine to lean on hers.
"Yes I think I do have a date"
She gasps and her smile is evident as she continues to speak.
"Oh! You'll have to bring him to the house to meet us!"
Hearing her excited makes me smile. Hazel looks up at me in the mirror and smiles at my joy.
Date?
She mouths to me. I can see hope in her eyes and the butterflies in my stomach suddenly dissipate and a deep guilt erupts in their place. I know what I should do. But I just, I can't..
"Yes, I will"
"You've made me so proud baby, I'll have to tell your father about this mystery boy"
My smile returns bigger this time.
She's proud of me.
She's proud of me.
Hazel kisses my neck softly and the guilt becomes deeper.
"I'll call you later on in the week okay?"
She's happy, I can hear it. And I'm happy too.
"Yeah okay"
"I-
There's a pause on her side.
"I love you"
She hasn't said that since that day. I squeeze hazels hand.
"I-
The words hang from the end of my tongue.
"I love you too"
The words fall out.
"Bye"
I end the call and place the phone on the table with a shaky hand. gulp.
"You okay?"
I nod at her in the mirror.
"Thank you, for telling her. I know it wasn't for me but it must have been difficult"
She squeezes my waist and kisses my cheek.
"I'm really proud of you"

-sorry guys, I know yous really enjoy the freaky stuff 😖😖-