Safe haven |Hazel Callahan x Reader |

Homecoming

It's been two days. Two days of silence and fake illness. I can't see her in school. It's too painful. I hate myself. I hate that I can't just be honest. I hate that I used her. I hate that she went to homecoming with PJ. I hate PJ.

"I don't think I should go"
I fiddle with my corsage and glance tentatively around the school parking lot. People are hopping out of cars, probably drunk already. I can see couples stumbling around, hand in hand as the lights and music from inside leak into the darkness outside. My aunt places a hand on my forearm and I look up at her.
"You're going. They're already inside so you probably won't even see them.This is your last homecoming"
"Yeah so maybe I've been to enough of them"
She raises her eyebrows and I sigh in agreement.
"I know. You're right."
She taps my arm and points to the door of the car.
"Out you get!"
I slip out of the car and stand in the open door as she starts up the car.
"I'm proud if you"
She nods at me.
"You did the right thing"
I nod back and slam the door. She wastes no time and she's gone. I stand in the car park. Alone. My arms go bumpy in the cold and I begin towards the school.
When I enter, the air is thick with alcohol and heat. Strobes of colour paint the room and I can't distinguish person from person. They're a uniform blob of bodies. They jump up and down and brush against each other. Music vibrates the floor and it travels up through my body. To the left are the bleacher with people dotted throughout. To the right I see punch and begin towards it.
"Hey!"
Josie appears beside me and I smile in relief. I pull her in for a hug and she obliges.
"How have you been?!PJ said you've been sick!"
She shouts over the music and I pour myself some punch. She eyes it and pulls something from her suit pocket.
"Here!"
She pours a clear liquid from the flask, which I assume to be vodka. I Woop excitedly and take a swig of the newly modified punch.
"Im fine!-
"Josie!"
Isabel swings her arm around Josie and i. Josie kisses her cheek. I think it's safe to say everyone is drunk. They fall into a quiet conversation and I take another few sips of my drink. As I stare out into the crowd a light falls on someone in particular. I blink slowly and keep sipping my drink. She's wearing a green and dress and her skin is soft and golden.

She stares back at me blankly. In that moment I've never seen anything more beautiful. I chug my drink and continue to stare unabashedly. The fact that I was able to have her, if only for a while.....
Josie pours me more. Or maybe I do. Or Isabel? All I know is that it's gone in minutes. Those minutes are spent watching her. She sways to the music. Her head rocks backwards and she closes her eyes. God. I want to make her do that. The urge begins to ball in my stomach. It grows as she sways her hips. It grows as I walk closer to her. PJ stands between us. I practically walk through her.
"Hazel"

I can't stop myself. I have to kiss her. Right now.
My hands are numb. That's always my tell. I know I'm drunk but I think I like it. It's an excuse for this. Sober me did the right thing. Surely that's what counts?
Hazel remains silent as I eye her entire face. I trace my hand from her forearm to her wrist and grasp it softly. My eyes are locked with hers and hers with mine. I know what she's thinking because I'm thinking the same thing.
In between my legs begins to warm and I can't wait any longer. I pull her behind me and we rush towards the door. Out of the Gym. Down the hallway. Past the lockers. Into the bathroom...
When the door shuts behind us I turn back to face her. I can't feel my legs but I can feel the heat spread up through my stomach. It flutter unforgivingly as I eye her body.
"you're so fucking hot"
Usually I'd flush. Usually I would do anything in my power to keep it in. But I can't even attempt it. My eyes graze her neck and collarbone and then undress the rest of her body. I step towards her. Her eyes are dilated and I can smell the alcohol from our breathes interlacing. I step closer and wedge my body against hers. I close my eyes and rest my forehead on hers. My hands can't be controlled as they snake around her waist.
"I want to eat you out"
I pull my head away and look into her eyes.
"Like. Right now."
As soon as her head tilts into a slight fraction of a nod, I grab her waist and pull her lips against mine. She grabs the back of my head and interlaces her fingers in my hair. The kisses aren't like before. They're no longer soft and sensual but rough and urgent. I need this right now and clearly, so does she. I walk her towards the sink and lift her onto it. Her legs wrap around my hips and I run my fingers along her leg, pulling up her dress. I immediately rub her soaking underwear and she gasps against my mouth. I continue the rough kisses as I rub her over her panties. She grinds against my finger and her gasps quicken.
"Please"
She whimpers against my mouth and I go faster. The circular motions become side of side strokes with two fingers and I rub her clit frantically. She begins to moan and I kiss her neck roughly. I bite and suck her skin, wanting to leave marks. I want PJ to know. I remove my fingers and yank her panties off and into the floor. My hands grip her thighs as I get on my knees. I slide my hands to her shins and pull her towards me. The motions pulls her dress even higher and her legs spread wide. I stare at her in awe and flick my eyes up to meet hers. She looks down at me, a lustful flame in her eyes, as she grips my hair and pulls me toward her. I kiss from her knees up slowly and suck harder as I get closer. She guides my head where she wants it and I lick her clit softly. her body contorts in response. Again. Again. Her whispering is almost begging now and I get faster. I flick my tongue from side to side and rest her legs on my shoulders. She arches towards me and grips my hair tighter as she buries my face between her legs.
"Oh god"
She moans unabashedly now. They echo around the bathroom and send a tingling between my own legs. I look up at her and her head rolls back as her thighs clench around my head.
"Yes, yes...
She gasps as I suck relentlessly. She squirms and her legs begin to quiver.
"Oh god, I'm so close-
I watch as her head and eyes rolls back and she grinds on my mouth, riding out her orgasm. Her moans continue and she soaks my face.

When her moaning dissipates, I get off of my knees and stand up between her legs. Her body is still open to me and neither of us make any movements to change that. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and watch as she gasps with her head against the mirror. Her eyes are closed and her chest rises and falls, glistening with sweat.
"Thank you"
I mutter. She laughs as if it's ridiculous for me to thank her.
"You're welcome"