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"Stella fucking Anthony"

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She had no idea on how they ended up like this. With Darren's lips against hers, she stood there frozen.

She then started to realize what was happening and slowly kissed back. The kiss was perfect, it was like how those cheesy books and movies would describe it. The butterflies in her stomach, the sparks and the fireworks, it was honestly an understatement.

They felt as if their lips were made for each other, a perfect pair.

But it didn't last long as Hazel was thrown back, her was felt like it was burning. But as she reached up to touch, she flinched as her face literally was burning.

But as she looked up, she nearly, fainted as right in front of her was Darren Espanto burning in flames that came from his chest.

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THE END

just kidding

(sike.)

She shot up from her bed, screaming. She felt around her face and to her surprise, she wasn't burning. Instead she was all wet with sweat. ( hehe that rhymed )

Hazel held her hand to her chest trying to steady her breathing.

As her breathing started to go back to normal, Hayleen and Michael runs into her room making her jump and nearly falling off of her bed.

"Hazel, sweetie, are you okay?" , Michael, her father, asked.

"Y-Yeah , I guess."

Hazel's POV

Well for once, my parents are home.

"What happened, sweetie?" Mum asked worriedly as she wipes my sweaty forehead with a towel.

"I just h-had a bad dream, that's all, n-no big deal." I stuttered out as my breathing finally went back to normal.

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It is now the next day, and Hazel wished that it'll be over as fast as possible.

Hazel wore her Hard Rock Café sweatshirt and some yoga pants, not really caring about their "guest".

Hazel stayed in her room on her Mac just waiting to when her parents would call her when their guest would arrive.

"Hazel!! Sister!!!" Hazel groaned as the voice she dreaded to hear all day, rings through the hallway and to her room.

The blonde bursts into her room hugging Hazel tightly.

Hazel's POV

"Hey Stella." I say patting her back as she pulls back and sits on my bed right in front of me.

"You girls talk, lunch will be done in a bit." I hear mum say.

"Is it clear?" Stella whispered.

I roll my eyes and nod. She groans, fixes her perfectly yet dry curled hair.

"You know the rules right? Or I have to say it all over again." She says raising an eyebrow at me. "I fucking know the rules Stella, you say them everytime you come to visit." I hiss at her and now it is her time to roll her eyes.

"Whatever." She says, her blue eyes which were contacts scan my body with a grimace on her face. "That's it, if you're going to be my sister, then you gotta dress way better than that!" Stella says pointing her pointer finger at my outfit.

"Stella, what the hell are you talking about." I say backing away from her. Her red lips forms into a smirk as she tugs me up from my bed making me groan.

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