- KILLIAN -I didn't drive. After getting food for her, I waited for her to finish eating comfortably in my car. Without watching her of course, the least I want is to make her feel uncomfortable by my presence.Although I already got the hint that it happened quite a lot. I groan, pulling my hand over my face, forming a veil with my fingers. Right now, we're in the parking lot. "I'm done eating. Thank you, it was so good." Hazel slurps. "I'm glad you liked it." A half grin forms on my face. I'm not a stalker but I do have information on certain things she likes eating. Don't ask me how. "Should I leave this with me or I should-" She asks.Through the mirror, I can see her arrange the empty food packets inside the bag. My gaze lingers to the side and I espy her holding the food pack nervously. "Leave it in the car." I cut her short. "I'll take care of it." I say to her. Hazel's lips form a line. I can already tell she's having doubts. "Here, give it to me." I lean my hand forward
- HAZEL -I stare at the love poster on the wall of Jasmine's corner. That could be me right now, with someone by my side, but I chose to stay here. I look up to face the wood supporting the bed above me. I never knew Jasmine as the lovey-dovey type but even she has a hidden poster on her wall. Maybe there's someone she's not telling us about. I'm sure if there is someone, she must have it nice. I don't. I can't believe I'm sulking after making my decision. When Killian said those words to me, my mind got trapped in the fantasy of what it would be like to follow him and be in his arms but the thought dried up to dust when it hit me that he was inviting me to his home. It was all about the sex. Not because he cares about me. Killian just wanted me to be his play toy, again. Then hurt me after and I don't want that. I huff. I can't stand being someone's toy when I know that deep down, it's more than that. My feelings towards him are more than just physical because knowing me, I won't
- KILLIAN -She's not here with me. I desperately hoped that she would be. I guess a confession didn't really mean anything. I dip my hand inside the glass bowl full of popcorn on my bed and feed myself to it. I'm sitting lazily on my bed while watching a series. I decided to pause everything I had going on just to meet with her yet I ended up alone. I'm not pissed, I just realise how down bad I am for that chic called Hazel. I pick up the remote to change to the next episode. By my side on the bed is the flash drive. When I arrived, I was conflicted between working or relaxing and I chose relaxation. I guess I'll be making myself invisible for now till the dinner. I need to give her space to access her thoughts and think about what I said. It's just a matter of time.... I hope. After now, being the good, gentle man, if she doesn't accept me... I drop more popcorn in my mouth, I will try it the other way. Hazel will be mine. In every way possible and I will ensure of it. While gi
- HAZEL -My eyes open when a knock on my door wakes me up. Confusion is the first thing I feel and I roam my hand on my bed to look for my phone. I check the time. It's six thirty pm. I still feel so fucking sleepy. Another knock draws my attention to the door. With a groan, I climb down from my bed and sluggishly make my way to the door. "Yes?" I yawn while opening the door. My eyes widen when an unfamiliar face visits me at the door. Sleep left my eyes faster than it came. "I don't know you..." My brows furrow. I look around in my room but no one is inside. She's definitely not a guest of any of my roomies. They never invite anyone over without being present in our room. "Did you get the room wrong?" "Hazel..." The lady looks at a jotter in her hand then looks up at me. "Summers?" I swallow, staring at her skeptically. "Yeah?" I raise a brow. That's my full name. She scribbles something down on the jotter and hands over a white gift bag to me. "You have an order. From a frien
- HAZEL - We just arrived. I'm making my way inside the hall while Kaiden is outside talking with some gentlemen. It's hard to miss the event center. Even from the entrance, I can hear the sound of soft saxophone music. And everywhere else is empty. I hold a portion of my dress up between two of my fingers while delicately making my way through the corridor. I'm so close to the event center and I know it. My eyelids flare up for a second and a smile forms on my face. Like the red sea parting, tall, white flower vases filled with variety of pretty flowers line up, leading to the door. Floor lights, in line with the vases, illuminates the ground. Despite having the location for the dinner on our phones, the school definitely out did themselves to aid us find it easily. This is so sweet. I feel like royalty. Maybe a glove wouldn't have been bad after all. I roll my eyes at the thought. I gently push the door open and freeze. The interior design hit me like a wave and I need to cat
- KILLIAN -"Liam, I sent you a file with some codes. It's a lead on the whereabouts of the murderer. Do your research." I say, standing in front of the table in my office while redoing my tie. I shouldn't have this conversation here, school is not a safe place to talk about something this delicate but here I am with no care in the world, leaving my phone on loud speaker on my desk while on a call with my brother. "Noted. I'll get back to you in the morning." Liam says. A grin masquerades my lips. Good. I just finished knoting my tie and I stick it underneath the inner layer suit then button my tuxedo. "That will be all for now." "Enjoy your dinner." Liam utters. Even without looking at him physically, I can see the sly grin forming across his face and hear the mock in his words. I abhor interactions and I hate school celebrations. Apparently, I have to participate with a smile or at least show interest. "You won't be laughing for long." I scoff. He bursts out laughing. "You sure
- HAZEL - I shouldn't be thinking of doing this. I'm used to getting drunk but not high. I've never smoked weed before nor sniffed or swallowed coke or crack. I've always had the fear of damaging my lungs. Maybe I should look for someone who snuck vodka or alcohol instead of drugs. "Hazel! I've been looking everywhere for you!" Someone screams. I would recognise that voice anywhere. It's Kate. I examine the hall to find her and sight her walking to me. I turn back to see Kaiden and quickly avert my gaze. I told him I was going to use the bathroom. "Let's get out of sight first, Kate." I say to her the moment she's by my side and pull her forward with me. "Okay." She says to me without hesitation. "I'll catch you later Heather. Don't finish up without me." She says to the lady she came with. I wasn't even polite enough to smile to her. Heather was gone by the time I turn to the side so I continue walking forward. The moment I was sure I am out of sight from Kaiden's view, I sigh.
- KILLIAN -Shit! I can't find Hazel inside this hall. She probably ran out. This is so fucked up. I haven't been an ideal person to consider being with but I'm trying to be for her. Then this happened. I don't want to be that guy who confesses one minute and is caught doing something contrary the next. I did not do anything wrong, but from her angle, it didn't look like it so I have to clear it up.If only I could go back in time to when Kate met me, I would let her fall. I rush out of the hall. My eyes scan the entrance. There's no sign of Hazel. "Fuck!" I curse under my breath. She could've gone anywhere. This is something I hoped didn't happen. The time I would use to search every door in this building will be enough to get her to her dorm. Although I doubt that's where she'll head to first if she wanted to run away from me. If I was in a bad mood and needed to clear my head, I'd want to be alone where no one would find me. A place where I can have a breath of fresh air to ca