- HAZEL - I wake up with a stretch. My eyes are closed yet the yawn leaving my mouth is very much awake. A smile forms on my face. If only there was a way for me to skip school today, I would. I’m exhausted but I have a lot of reading to do before exams. It’s weeks away but I’d rather start preparing now than have a rush hour study prep. A buzz on my bed makes me open my sleepy eyes. Another yawn escapes my lips as I run my hand over my bed to find my phone. My hand wraps around a rectangle solid. Found it! It was hidden under my pillow. I hold my phone over my face and look at my screen. The girls back home are at it this morning and I don’t have time to read through all the messages in the gc. [ Translation; gc means group chat ] ‘Hi guys, have you ladies ever heard of a silent morning hour ;)’ I text. I shut my eyes tight for a second and open them wide, trying to regain my out-of-sleep momentum, it’s a me thing.
- KILLIAN - I walk inside the hall. The moment I make my way to the front, I hear the chatter slowly die down. I drop my tab and laptop on the desk in front and sigh, my eyes soaking in every student in the hall till it lands on my Hazel. A comforting smile forms on my face. “Hello students.” I say. My gaze is still fixed on her. It is hard pretending not to know her. On a normal day, I wouldn’t give a shit what others think but she wants it this way and I won’t put her under pressure. I clear my throat. The moment my voice echoes in the hall, silence trails after immediately. I don’t know if it’s my charms or I have the effect of making people shut the fuck up but this is nice. “A lot of you may be wondering what the coming test may be like.” I lean backwards and rest my ass on the tip of the desk holding my tab. I cross my arms over my chest, taking time to examine everyone in the hall. “Two words. Fear it.” I say. There’s a subtle chorus rising. “Tut, tut, tut,” I star
- Hazel - It's our anniversary today. Tristan and I are finally celebrating being one year together and he told me he has everything planned. All I need to do is meet him at the hotel. One of the best in the city. It's hard getting a reservation there. One has to apply and wait for months before a space is available. I blushed, walking out of the flower shop with a bouquet. I dipped my head in it and inhaled. The floral scent mix makes me feel even better. That shows how much he cherishes us. I'm still hyped about the whole thing and can't wait to tell Kate about it. I'm sure my phone will be buzzing with messages before I arrive at the hotel. Kate is my childhood friend and best friend. We planned to attend the same campus and follow the list we wrote as kids of how we want our lives planned till I met Tristan. That didn't change anything between us, but we're far apart in different states because now, Tristan and I are in the same university. Bad choice, I know, but how could I
- HAZEL -I got out of my bathroom in a short pink robe and newly styled hair. I did it myself. I obviously spent more time fixing my hair than washing my body and I won't be surprised if I'm late. My eyes scanned my room decorated with scented candles, I can feel the love already. Laying comfortably on my bed is an opened box of clothes, accessories and heels he wants me to wear. Tristan left it with a note. Put this on for me tonight. I'll pick you at nine. - Love Tristan. Just rereading that sent butterflies to my stomach. What's not to love about him? Who wouldn't want to be me at this moment? Just beside the gift box, is my phone. I sat on my bed, grabbing my phone. As expected, it's swarmed with messages and missed calls from Kate. I haven't even left yet and it's ten minutes to nine. I won't rush. It's not lady-like to do so. I'll make him wait. After all, men crave a little bit of delay from their love interest, right? I picked up the jewelry box and walked to my queen s
- KILLIAN -I was going through some folders on my desk when I my phone screen beamed with a notification. My phone is on silent but that dim glow caught my attention and I picked it up while pinching the bridge of my nose. I got a text from an unknown number. A client maybe. Or the vice chancellor. I unlocked my phone and tapped the notification. The person texted me 'hi'. I don't know if whoever it is doesn't know how laughable this is. Getting a text from an unknown number is one thing, no introduction after that text is another. I've been busy sorting out files tirelessly all day, so maybe this could be a good distraction. I responded. Personally, I'm not interested in the least, but I want to know if someone needs to get some work done and why this person was dumb enough to text with his or her actual line. I held my phone in my hand and exhaled, staring at the screen. 'We met at the grill. One of Resa's friends.'I read. That piqued my interest. It's normal for women to fa
- KILLIAN - She's drunk. I sat her in my car in the passenger seat, belted her up and walked to my side. It would be entirely different if she wasn't. I can't touch her the way I want to. I can't look at her either because she's vulnerable. I gazed at Hazel. She leaned her head on my window, in my suit jacket. A grin formed on my face. Despite her infuriating attitude when she's drunk, she is fun to look at. A very pleasing and amusing sight. My eyes traced her neck, down her torso then to her thighs. I swallowed and averted my gaze back to the road. I want to claim those thighs. Just being in between them stirred a feeling I thought I burried away. "Where are you taking me?" Hazel asked, staring ahead. "Home." I responded, keeping my eyes both on her and the road. "You know where I live?" I chuckled darkly. "No honey, my home." I watched her reaction to my words. She sat up straight and squeezed her thighs together. She's nervous. I want to ease her nerves but at the same ti
- Hazel - I couldn't move even if I wanted to. My knees are weak and his fingers are doing things to my body. Making me imagine sinful things. "I'm waiting." The deep baritone of Killians voice sent jolts of electricity down my spine. He's so close to me that I can barely breathe nor think. "Tell me how good I looked." I panted, trying to keep my dignity. I don't have it. I wanted this but now that he's making a move, it feels different. "Is that an order?" Killian asked, spreading my pussy lips for him. His finger circled my clit, forcing my head to rest on his chest. This is torture. The good kind. "Please." I begged. With his hands touching me like that, it's hard to speak properly. "I can't hear you." Killian said, kissing my neck. I titled my neck to the side to allow him. His lips feel so good on my skin. "Please tell me how good I looked. How much you wanted me." My words came out as a whimper amidst moans. Killian chuckled, pulling the robe down my shoulder to reveal my
- HAZEL -My eyes flickered open. I moaned and tried to turn to the other side of the bed. A hiss slipped out of my lips. My body hurts. I looked down at my feet. Especially my legs. I feel like a cripple. Not to talk of how bad my head hurts. I must've drank so much last night. I sighed and stared at the ceiling, still laying flat on my bed. Something flooded my mind. I had flashbacks of last night. I remember riding and hopping on his dick, riding him so hard till I couldn't. Then he continued. I bit my lips. I remember us being intimate all night. I remember falling asleep while enjoying the warmth of his body. Enjoying his touch... his strongs arms around me gave me a sense of protection. He took care of me. I ran my eyes around my room and exhaled. Now he's gone. Every bit of him and us last night is gone like it never happened. I am also in my room. I don't know how I got here, but knowing him from the short time we spent together, he might've called someone I know. Or dro