"𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗?"
IN WHICH, Hazel Hargreaves, a girl who spent her entire life being used for her special abilities gets sent to the 196...
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𝖧𝖠𝖹𝖤𝖫 𝖲𝖬𝖨𝖳𝖧
I WAS LAYING ON NOAH'S BED, his fingers doing circles on my scalp as my eyes were closed. The house was silent and mother was out so me and Noah were all alone. I could hear the birds chirping and my own breathing.
They layed there for a while until Noah stood up. "Why were you so mad after you received the mail?"
I opened my eyes then, my heart racing as I looked down. Noah's hand wasn't on my scalp anymore as he just watched my back.
"I woke up on the wrong side of the bed I guess" I really tried to stop him from asking questions because once he started, it was harder to avoid lying to him.
"You seemed fine until you went to get the mail" Noah argued. It was like he knew. Like he could look through me like I was a window.
I stood up. "I saw a spider killing an innocent fly" I quickly lied. "That poor fly"
Noah glared at me. "A fly and a spider? Really? That's it?"
"My sister always liked bugs. We used to save the flies from the web. Our dad used to think we were stupid for doing it but we didn't care." I lied again. When I was put on the spot I was an excellent liar but that didn't end the deep guilt I felt inside my chest.
"Well, I don't blame your father. That's pretty werid" Noah said as I shrugged.
"Yeah, looking back it is werid but It just made me think of her I guess." I say as Noah nods, like he understood.
Noah never talked much about his father. He kinda kept it on a bare minimum. On holidays like Thanksgiving, Christmas, and fathers day is where it hurt the most. Every Thanksgiving Noah always says that he wished I was able to try his fathers turkey.
"Sorry for making you sad or upset or anything" Noah said as I shook my head.
"You didn't do anything. I'm just happy that I get to be here right now" I say as I kiss the boys cheek.
Noah smiles before kissing my lips. "At first it was hot, but now you gotta brush your teeth" Noah says as I groan, falling back into his bed that felt like I was sinking into the ocean.
I didn't care about my dental health right now. I just wanted Noah. I felt as if I left Noah alone, Five would come back and drag me away from him and I couldn't bare to loose him.
"I don't wanna brush my teeth!" I exclaim, stretching in his bed as I face plant into his pillow, taking a deep breath as I could smell a tiny bit of his shampoo.
