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’
TEN YEARS BACK HAZEL “Hey, wake up.” I heard a familiar voice whispering next to me. I parted my eyelids and saw Justin tapping my shoulder. “What happened?” “It’s your turn to deliver the English project and yet you’re sleeping.” He pointed to the smart board.I quickly smoothen my hair and walked up to the podium. Rounds of hooting followed me and I couldn’t help but flush in all shades of red.Our homeroom teacher cleared his throat and gestured me to continue my project.I opened my ppt and proudly started the slide show. I’ve modified my project last night. Earlier I wrote that my dream is to become someone who’s loved by everyone. It was good with the words that I’ve molded everything. I would’ve gotten A+ for it easily but I never wished to become that. It was a lie to get good grades and to impress everyone in the school but after I talked to Atlas and heard his dream, I couldn’t stop myself from re-writing my whole project. So I made the project which says that my dream i
TEN YEARS BACKHAZEL “Have you completed English project. The due date is tomorrow?” I asked to divert the topic.He bit on his lips and exhaled. “Yes.”I narrowed my eyes. “You’re lying, aren’t you?”“Yes.” He added, not looking at me.This boy!“Do you’ve a laptop?” I asked to which he simply shook his head.Okay.“Come with me to the terrace.” I said to him grabbing my laptop and walking upstairs to the terrace.I looked up at the sky which was full of stars and smiled when cool breeze touched my skin. I sat on the floor crossing my legs, asking Atlas to grab a sit next to me. Opening the word file, I looked at him. “Tell me about your dreams.” “I don’t have one.” He answered.I pointed at the stars and he followed my lead. “For a moment, forget everything about yourself. Forget about what kind of life you’ve lived or what kind of life you’re expecting in the future. Just think that you’re among those shiny little stars and you’ve given a chance to live the life however you wan
TEN YEARS BACK HAZEL “I’m sorry I’m late.” I breathed out once I practically ran to my car and found Atlas near it. I almost forgot that I’ve told him to wait. Unlocking the car, I asked him to sit which he gladly did. Once I started the engine, I looked at my wrist watch which read half past six. Shit. He must be waiting for three hours or so. I lost track of time with Justin and later he accompanied me to the library where I picked out few fictions for him along with some for Atlas. “How was your date?” His sudden question caught me off guard.“How do you know about it?” “Whole school knows.” He shrugged.“Right.” I let out an awkward laugh. “It was fun. Justin’s nice.” I added, excluding the detail that it wasn’t anything like date. God! This is so embarrassing! He must be thinking that I left him to wait for hours just because I was busy on my date. Well technically he isn’t wrong.We reached my home and I unlocked the door before stepping inside. “Freshen up, I’ll prepare t
TEN YEARS BACK HAZELI tucked the hairlock behind my ear and smiled. “The coffee tastes good here.” Justin smiled back. “Mhmm.” “You’re okay with going on dates with me, right?” He asked, passing me the cookies.I blushed. “Any girl from our school would die to go on date with you.”He leaned into his chair and smirked. “You look cute when you blush, you know that right?” My cheeks heated further. God! He flirts like a pro. “So, tell me something about yourself.” “I like white lilies and lavender fragrance. My favorite color is pink and I like rain. I prefer salad over anything. My favorite movie is twilight and..” “No. Shit.” But before I could complete my sentence, he cut me in middle.I raised my eyebrows and looked at him in nervousness. “I know that’s not you. So tell me about the real Hazel not the one she pretends to be.” I blinked, not knowing what to say. What does he mean by real Hazel?“And how do you know that what I told you was not real me?” I couldn’t help but
10 YEARS BACK “I’m sorry.” I apologized to Justin once I saw him. I totally forgot that he asked me for dinner last night. “No, problem. It’s pleasure to be stood by you.” He smiled. “Want to share table in cafeteria?” He asked.I smile, apologetically. “I’m so sorry, I really have something important to do.”“Woah man, you banging the school’s princess, huh?” Someone from his football team shouted from the back bench. My face turned beet red as everyone on the class started screaming and whistling. Football’s caption and popular girl. This is going to be part of our yearbook if we end up dating. “After school, coffee would be nice.” I whispered, trying my best to stop myself from smiling.“My pleasure, princess.” He winked. I went back to my seat and as I expected Alyssa and Sia were not happy. I faked a smile at them which they didn’t even bother to return. I turned around, cautiously to see Atlas who sat on his usual last seat near the window. His gaze met mine and I qui
HAZEL My head pounded as I opened my eyes, trying not to groan as a sudden nausea hit me.Remind me not to get drunk again.I get up lazily, rubbing my eyes and unconsciously I was about to roam my hand over the nightstand to find the water bottle but before that, someone handed me the glass full of water. I shot up my brows and found Atlas sitting on the edge of the bed. I took the glass from him and muttered ‘thank you’ under my breath when he passed me the Advil. I gulped it down my throat and walked straight out of the room to kitchen, ignoring him who followed me.“I’ve prepared a hangover soup for you.” He said, gesturing me to the table. I wanted to refuse the offer but it looked tempting. I really wated to eat something hot and delicious to cure my headache. I sat on the table and ate the chicken soup with rice noodles. It wasn’t tasty though. Quite bland but a bit salty. Anyhow it was edible. “How’s it?”“Not good but edible.” I replied, not bothering to act nice and lie
HAZEL “Don’t talk about your brother, I just hate his egotistical ass.” I replied, looking around as my eyes fell on a man who was staring at me from across the dance floor. I had an urge to roll my eyes and then flip him a middle finger before I realised that why I’m here. I’m pissed off and I’m here to fucking forget about the conversation I had with Atlas. “Will you join me on the dance floor?” I asked to Ava which just shook her head politely when a guy of around her age propped down next to her and tried to build up a small chat.“Enjoy.” I whispered into her ear and walked to the dance floor, emphasising extra sway on my hips.His eyes flickered at me with a smirk. Okay, that’s good. I might not be that good looking but occasionally I can attract opposite gender, right? As I reached closer to him, I took a brief look of him. He wore a black shirt, his hair neatly trim and blonde, he has a lip piercing that looked sexy though. “Dance with me.” He said, in a thick husky voice
HAZELI paced back and forth in my room, trying to figure out what Atlas said before. That man! God, sometimes I hate him to so many levels that I want to strangle but at the same time, I just can’t. I can’t because then I’d be dead too. He fucking crushed cigarettes in his hands just because I told him that I won’t marry him. What kind of fucked up situation is this? Calm down, Hazel.I took a deep breath and brought my attention back to Ava who was looking at me, hoping to get an answer that I had no idea about. “Your brother. He’s an asshole.” I breathed out. “We were not talking about my brother.” She whispers, a slight grin plastering on her face.Oh. Right.“I’m sorry- I was just…Please tell me where were we again?” I apologized.“I was asking that can you take me to some club?” She asked. “But Ava, it wouldn’t be safe.” She frowned. “Uh, okay.”I pinched the bridge of my nose. “We can go but you’ve to stay close to me.” She beamed with a wide smile. “Sure. Thankyou so mu
HAZEL Oh. Come on. “I was just joking, Atlas. I don’t want to marry anyone.”He smashed the cigarette in his hand most probably burning his skin. I clenched my teeth and forcefully tried to open his fist. After few failed attempts, I succeeded and threw the cigarette away. Scanning his palm, I saw a fresh burn mark. I get up to bring ointment but he held my wrist and pulled me back on the couch. “You’re burnt. Let me apply something or else you’d get a-”“Why can’t you marry me?” He cut me in middle.“It’s not about you. It’s about me. I can’t fucking marry anyone. I’ve never even thought about my wedding. And what the fuck is wrong with you, Atlas?” I yelled, controlling my urge to smash the glass filled with orange juice on the floor.“You’d marry me. Not now, not tomorrow but someday in future, most probably couple of years later. You’d marry me, princess.” He said, his voice hollow as he turned his face in my direction.My pulse throbbed in my chest. “Over my fucking dead body, M