Maybe a summer can change everything.

Hazel

I pushed him to far. I shouldn't have pushed him that far. Damnit why did York have to come the door, walking in to see he has made coffee. I could drink me a cup, but I would be up till the time I have to be at work.

"York honey what's wrong with you?" I ask slipping off my shoes in the living room.

"Hazel nothing is wrong with me. Damnit stop worrying." He says walking down the hall way towards me.

"I don't believe that for a minute." I tell him leaning on the counter next to the sink.

"Well I guess your just the genius for of the hour." He says pulling me into a hug.

"Thank you." I tell him into his neck we stay like that even though his stubble is tickling my face.

"So I guess everything is going good with Luke." He says releasing me and chuckling. While he pours himself coffee.

"You want one?" He ask giving me a
sideways glance.

"No thank you, I'd be up all night." I tell him sitting up on the counter.

"You got to work tomorrow?" He ask leaning on the counter behind him.

"Only half the day, why?" I ask him opening the fridge and grabbing a Mountain Dew.

"No reason just asking a question." He says taking a sip.

"Nope don't believe it." I tell him hoping down from the counter.

"Oh really now your physic." He says grabbing me and tickling me in the only place he knows I am ticklish in.

"Shit. York please stop." I tell him snorting so hard.

"It's good to see that your still ticklish ... And I'm the only one who knows." He tells me giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"That was a trick." I tell him wrapping my hands behind his neck and then he picks my legs up.

"I like dirty tricks." He tells me giving me another kiss.

"Sometimes I play even dirtier." I tell him hopping down and giving him a little squeeze up front and a wink.
Then I start walking to my room.

"Goodnight sweetheart." He yells to me.

"Night sugar." I tell him turning around and blowing him a kiss.

"Damn that girl." I hear him whisper under his breath.

As I walk into my room it looks like World War 3 has hit my room. All the clothes I tired on before going with Luke and Beth. Bras, underwear, shorts , jeans, tank tops everything.

"What the hell happened in here." Drake says walking  in  and sling shooting one of my bras across the room.

"Oh really go look at yours." I tell him throwing a pair of jeans at him.

"So you heard anything out of her?" I ask him standing up and grabbing the hamper.

"No I'm kinda worried." He says shooting a t-shirt into the hamper.

"Me too, but she needs to get home." I tell him going into his room and grabbing his hamper, and a condom wrapper falls out.

"Jesus Christ, Drake there is like six in here your only 16." I pause, "Well I guess it's a good thing your using them, just make them hit them garbage can next time." I tell him walking out of the room leaving him with his back on the door.

Once I get the clothes all washed and folded, I finally get in the bed