ATLAS "Forgive me." I whispered once we went to the terrace and sat on the floor. Just like the old times.He chuckled. "Remember how we used to watch stars?" I nodded, smiling. "And Hazel used to bring ramen and chilled beer for us."' "Those were the good days, Atlas. We always thought about growing up but that part of our lives will always make me wish to go back." He sighed.I turned to Justin and couldn't help but smile. He was my best friend. Many years passed but I've never been more connected to anyone else. He knew me on my worst days and yet chose to be there. "I didn't betray you. I was real with both you and Hazel at that time but then something happened and everything turned upside down in my life." I turned my head back to the sky. "You were not there when I needed you most. You were supposed to be with me on their funeral." He whispered, his voice crackling a bit.My heart sank in the pits of my stomach as the guilt consumed me. "I know and I'm sorry for that." I sw
HAZEL “Tell me what would you like to eat?” I asked, looking inside his fridge.“You.” His voice dropped behind my ears and I couldn’t stop myself from holding my breath as he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me a little closer to himself. I felt his arousal against my back and all the dirty imaginations started flooding my mind. “Anything that you’ll make.” He added, maintain a distance between us.My mouth opens wide and I turn to him, catching a wide grin on his face. He knows. He fucking knows that how much impact he has on me. “Spaghetti and roasted duck would be okay with you?” I asked, ignoring his grin. “Princess, if not detective, you could’ve been a chef.” He replies, leaning over the kitchen’s counter.“Don’t butter me up.” “No worries. I can Nutella you up.” He crossed his hands over his chest and gave me a low smirk.God! He’s an ass. Ignoring his remark, I indulged myself in cooking. And let me tell, this has to be my favourite scene. It always was though.
HAZEL My throat ran dry when I realised exactly what he’s up to. Just the thought of it and I felt dampness between my thighs. I obeyed him and sat on my knees, my eyes lingering over his erection that was hard on. In a swift motion, he unzipped his pants and took it out in his hands. My lips parted when he rubbed the top of his crotch over the side of my face, his pre cum sticking on my skin a little. “Look up at me.” I tilted my head and managed to look into his eyes which were filled with lust. And before I could blink, he thrusted himself deep into my throat. I muffled cry escaped pass my lips and in reflex, I tried to push him out but my hands were tied. He groaned when I glided my tongue and bit him softly. He gripped the counter with one hand and with another, he fucked my mouth raw and fast. My eyes fill with tears as I struggled to breath but it felt so good. It was as if there was this insane amount of pleasure in pain. “You’re not going to date him.” He said, his voi
HAZEL Why everything about him reminds me of past? Why do I want someone to give up everything for me when in return I can’t even give the feeling of love? I asked the same question to Tyler when he told me multiples time that he loves me. Once I asked him if he can give up everything for me? If he can give all the luxuries, his fancy car, his house, everything for me? And that’s when he left me alone in a deserted island after we had sex because he thought that I was not in a right state of a mind. His exact words were like this “You’re fucked up, you know that? No one gives up everything for love and besides you’re not the kind of girl who makes me crazy enough to waste away my life. You’re a good fuck and that’s it.” He was right though. I don’t blame him. “Tell me about you, can you give up on your job for me?” His question hit right back at me.“No, I can’t. Being the detective was my dream ever since I was a child. I worked hard for it. You and Justin are the only person for
AVAI sat on the dinning table, running fingers through my hair. I drank orange juice from the glass and was about to spread the butter on the toast when my eyes fell on Justin walking downstairs in black cargo pants and T-shirt with gun tugged effortlessly in his waist band. His hair were wet, most probably he just came out of the shower. He sat across me, not even bothering to look at me. I licked my lips, trying to say something. “Good morning.” Wow, great move, Ava. He nodded, still not looking at me. Fuck it. “I’m sorry for what I said. I didn’t mean any of that. I don’t even know the full story. So, I’m sorry...”He looked at me for a split second before taking a bite from the apple. “It’s okay.”Shame crawled up to my cheeks as I remembered exactly what I’ve said to him about his parents. I swear I had no idea that his parents are dead. Once I overheard my bother talking about something related to Justin, so I just twisted the words and spat. And now I regret it. “Look kid,
After all the tiring classes and skipping cafeteria on recess, I walked out of the classroom, finding Justin in the exact same spot where I’ve last seen him. “I’m hungry.” I told him as soon as his eyes fell on me. “I’m taking you home.” He gestured towards the car as if he knew what I was about to say.“Coffee and lemon cake, please.” I pouted.He gave me a weird look, nodding anyways.When we reached the café nearby, I grabbed the seat around the corner, next to window. He sat across the table and narrowed his eyes. “Gen Z.” He snorted when I clicked the picture of the café. “You see me as some stupid kid, don’t you?” I asked, scanning the menu.“I don’t see you as anything.” He grumbled. “One cappuccino with extra whipped cream and chocolate syrup, one lemon cup cake and one rainbow truffle with extra chocolate chip.” I ordered. “Just one Ice Americano.” He said for himself.Once the waitress went away, he looked at me. “What are you? Five? Who eats this much sugar?” “It lif
10 YEARS BACK HAZEL “God damn, princess, you look breathtaking.” Justin, football caption, whistled as I walked through the corridor. I brushed my hair slightly, passing him a bright smile, lowering my gaze to catch a glimpse of my outfit. I wore beige shorts and green tank top. I had a haircut and probably my today’s makeup was on point. I know I looked pretty. I love dressing up, looking doll like, grabbing everyone’s attention, being popular in the high school, it feels good. As I entered the classroom, I heard few hooting from the group of jocks, I beamed at them and a shade of blush crept up to my cheeks. I sat on my bench, next to Alyssa and Sia. They both are my best friends. We always hang out together. They’re little mean but they’re nice. “Oo, lala. Someone had a bomb haircut, huh?” Alyssa winked.“Thankyou.” I smiled. “You’re such a doll, Babe.” Sia said, a little louder for the entire class to hear her. I blushed. We were chatting with each other when Alyssa nudg
10 YEARS BACK HAZEL I grabbed my hair in a tight pony and rolled the sleeves of my jacket. Removing the heels from my feet and walked to them. Two of them again kicked in the stomach of Atlas as he lay there looking helpless and staring at me. I grabbed an arm of one of them and twisted it till a piercing scream came out of his mouth. Pushing him aside, I knocked down two of them who came forward to hit me. Losers.Punching them straight across their face, I kicked the guy who called me bitch. They all lay on the ground, groaning in pain. “Who the fuck are you?” One of them asked, clenching his stomach.“Karate and Taekwondo blackbelt.” I smiled, releasing my hair from the pony. “And if I ever see you all bullying him, I swear I won’t spare a single bone in your body.” I added.Wiping my sweat, my eyes fell on Atlas who was just staring at me with strange emotions in his eyes. I offered him my hand to get up but he managed to did it on his own. His body was bruised and he wasn’