hazelchooseme

[hazelchooseme]

Be furious.

Be absolutely enraged.

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[hazelchooseme]

PLEASE someone make an edit of Hazel with Ruby from Woozi (Seventeen) I BEG YOU

[hazelchooseme]

This happened and then this and I fell in love | Hazel Callahan

Note: I hope you like it.

English is not my first language.

Song recommendation: Imperfect Love by Seventeen

Enjoy ❣️🫶

You left the computer aside and stretched your arms above your head, cracking some bones, you yawned and got up to go pick up your cell phone from the bed. That had been a difficult quiz.

You pressed the button making the screen glow, there were 10 minutes left until 11 pm, you looked at the bed next to you and wondered where Hazel was, the bedrooms closed at midnight.

You decided to shake off the worry, you and Hazel had been sharing a room for about a month and a half, but to say that you had shared more than 5 words would be generous. She was someone more reserved and serious, very nice, but she was not the friendly type, that didn't bother you much, she was clean and never created problems, that worked for you.

You settled under the covers determined to sleep but the absence of breathing in the other bed didn't let you rest, you rolled over in bed and then rolled over again, this was stupid, you weren't even friends, why did you care so much? Scolding yourself you settled down for the last time and forced yourself to sleep, you were being ridiculous.

The door handle woke you up a little, someone coming in and bumping into the small ledge that was near the frame made you wide awake. You tried to strain your hearing, someone shuffled through the small hallway, there was silence for a second and then a body fell on top of you, an elbow landed on one of your ribs, taking your breath away for a second, and a knee hit your thigh, with a scream you pushed the person who fell to the ground with a hollow sound.

You pushed aside the blankets and looked at the floor, the person seemed to have already given up and settled on the icy boards, your breathing calmed because you would know that mop of hair anywhere.

"Hazel? Is that you?" You asked quietly.

There was a long silence that was interrupted by a hiccup on her part. "No." And then she let out a giggle.

Your feet touched the cold floor making your skin crawl, you knelt in front of her, her breathing was soft and her eyes were closed clearly showing the mascara smeared on her eyelids and lowered eyelashes.

"Comfortable?" You asked, almost in a whisper.

"Well, it's a little cold."

"Come." You helped her up, you put your hand on her waist to steady herself and guided her to the bed, without letting her go, you knelt in front of her while you sat her down. She had a lost look and her breath stank of alcohol. "You were drinking."

"Only a little." Her voice was a little louder than yours but still kept a soft tone.

"It doesn't seem like a little, if you mix up the beds."

Her brow furrowed and she scratched one eye. "Maybe I wasn't wrong."

You smiled a little. "How could you not be wrong, this is your bed, not the other one."

"I know the other one is yours, I just wanted to sleep with you." Even though she slurred her words you could still hear her clearly. Your breath caught in your throat and you looked away. "Ah, I wasn't supposed to say that, don't tell Josie." She laughed a little and rested her right hand on your shoulder.

You exhaled, deciding to ignore what she had said, she was drunk that was all. "Okay, let's go to sleep, you will thank me in the morning, come on."

"It's not that late, look." She took her phone out of her pocket, her face lit up when the screen turned on, her cheeks were very red and her bangs were sticking to her forehead from sweat. "See? Two in the afternoon, we're fine."

"Two in the morning Hazel, it says two in the morning."

Her mouth opened in a perfect circle and she hiccupped again, you clenched your nose as the smell of alcohol hit your face.

"Come on, lie down." You tried to get up but her hands on your head stopped you in place, her fingers slipped through your hair and you held back a shiver.

"Your hair is soft and," she pushed your head towards her and buried her nose in your hair, she inhaled loudly causing you to tickle a little. "It smells very good."

Your mind went blank, were you moving?, were you moving away? Did you want to get away? You leaned back a little, her hands still in your hair. It was the first time you were so close together, in the dark her eyes looked bright blue, her waves fell messily over her face and her fingers had begun to move against your scalp, giving you a shiver.

"You," Her finger rested on a part of your cheek, your entire face felt asleep under her hand. "You have a mole here." Her thumb caressed that spot gently, almost as if she didn't touch it.

"Hazel."

Her thumb slid up to your lips and her nail scratched your corner a little, when she licked her lips you knew her intentions and decided this was enough, she was drunk, she didn't know what she was doing. But it was too late, when you realized her face was already getting closer to yours and your only solution was to headbutt her. Your forehead burned with pain and Hazel whined.

"But what the hell?" You looked up as she was also rubbing her forehead and had her eyes squeezed shut.

"Sorry but you're drunk, you can't kiss me."

"But that's the only way I can." She said with a tearful voice.

You were too tired to look for the second meaning of her words so you simply stood up and rested your hands on her shoulders, speaking to her slowly. "We'll talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

She opened her mouth to respond but a regurgitant sound came out instead, your feet were covered in a warm and slightly sticky liquid, you closed your eyes tightly as your knuckles squeezed Hazel's shoulders.

"You're fucking with me." You whispered slowly, annoyance and disgust boiling in the pit of your stomach. Hazel looked at you through her lashes, her eyes were watery and her breathing was rapid.

"Sorry." It was the last thing she could say before she pushed you away and ran to the bathroom.

With a sigh you walked to the bathroom ignoring your wet feet, on the way you turned on both lights, when you arrived she was kneeling in front of the toilet bowl and you hurried to brush her hair out of her face, when she finished she leaned back. You noticed his chin was stained so you wiped it with the tip of your shirt.

"Are you still dizzy?" She just nodded so you stayed silent waiting for her to feel better. While you were waiting you couldn't help but laugh a little, this morning you didn't even greet each other and now you were on the bathroom floor, almost holding her after she vomited, life was an unpredictable thing.

After a few minutes she told you that she was feeling better so you supported her on the sink and helped her brush her teeth, luckily, her shirt had not gotten dirty and the hairs that were somewhat vomited you cleaned them with a little water, putting an arm around your shoulders, you guided her to the bed and finally you were able to lay her down. She took care of kicking her shoes off and you finished tucking her in.

"Sorry." She said yawning. "For all."

"It's okay" Smiling, you adjusted some hair that was falling on her face, behind her ear. Surprised by what you did, you quickly walked away and headed to the bathroom.

After having washed your feet and put the dirty clothes in the basket, you got ready to sleep for the second time

"Good night." A low snore answered you back and you closed your eyes.

You walked with your headphones on humming a song, your room keys dangling from your finger as you turned them to the beat of the music, you opened the door and leaned against the wall to take off your shoes, when you looked up, Hazel was standing in front of you scaring you a little, a paper bag hung from her hand, her lips moved but the music didn't let you hear it.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you." You took out both headphones and left them hanging around your neck, you headed to the bed to leave your backpack. "What were you saying?"

"Emm, it's just that you always arrive before me and now you arrived, you arrived later."

"Aaah, yeah, that's it, I was finishing up some work at the library." You started looking for a thick vest in your suitcase. "I came quickly, I have to run to the cafeteria or I won't be able to eat anything." Having passed your head through the collar of the hoodie, you turned to smile at her while fixing your hat, she just looked at you in silence. Her gaze that seemed to make holes in your face made you uncomfortable so you pointed at the door and then put your hands in your pockets. "So, I'll go, we'll talk later." You approached the door but her voice stopped you (and scared you, again. Just a little.)

"Wait!" You turned to see her again. "Here, I bought you food." She held out the paper bag she had in her hands and you took it.

"Why?" You asked surprised with a frown, her cheeks colored and you suddenly felt very nervous.

"Amm, because of last night." She put her hands in her pants pockets and cleared her throat. "It was to say sorry and-and thank you, I was, I was inconsiderate and, although I don't remember much, quite annoying."

You felt stupid because such a small gesture made you feel so happy and affection spread through your chest.

"Hazel, it wasn't necessary, really." You couldn't contain your smile and she gave you a small one in return.

"Well, I already bought it so eat it." Her sincerity made you laugh and you checked the bag, you could see 2 hamburgers with their portion of fries each.

"I noticed you like those, so."

She didn't finish the sentence so you couldn't contain the question. "Do you want to eat with me?"

Her eyes widened and she started moving her hands in front of you. "Nono, don't worry, those are for you, don't worry, I can go down to eat something, seriously, you eat them, only you, don't bother, seriously."

"Hazel."

"Okay."

1 month and 23 days later.

"By the way." Hazel said swallowing a piece of pizza. "I'm not going home this weekend."

"Oh really?!" You said almost choking on your drink. It had become routine to say goodbye to her every Friday since you always stayed, not doing so this weekend filled you with happiness.

"Yep, family reunion, mom called me to warn me."

"Ah, not a good relationship, I assume."

Your relationship with Hazel improved a lot, you had started talking and sharing stories about family and friends, although never really so personal, that's why the fact that she mentioned it so calmly touched you a little (that she trusts you, not family problems).

"Not at all, since I came out they were never very accepting."

Your hand stopped in the air as did your jaw, closing your mouth you cleared your throat. "Ah, you are." You didn't finish on purpose.

"Lesbian, any problem?" You weren't going to lie, her deep voice scared you a little. It was also very hot but mostly scary.

"Nonono, amm, me too, I'm part of the community too, it's just that we've never mentioned it, just that."

"Ah."

"Ah."

Since that day your relationship changed a lot as well.

19 days later.

"I hate university." Hazel said as she lay down on your bed, you turned to look at her from the chair where you were sitting.

"Hard life?" She said something but you didn't understand her because she had her face pressed against the pillow.

You walked towards her and moved her legs out of the way so you could sit down. "What can this simple commoner do to make you feel better?"

There was a very long silence where you considered she had fallen asleep, but then she broke it with a whisper. "A hug."

You wanted to ask if you had heard correctly, you wanted to ask if something was wrong but you decided to just accept, then you would have time for questions, apparently she needed you now.

"Come here." She straightened up and ended up sitting next to you, her head was lowered and she stretched out an arm but you stopped it, she looked at you and you slapped your thighs, indicating that she's going to sit there.

"Are you sure?" The tips of her ears turned red and you could only nod, feeling your cheeks blush.

Each knee was next to your waist and her head fell directly into your neck as your arms grabbed her from behind, her hands moved behind your neck and you placed a small kiss on the top of her head. Her weight on you made you feel and imagine things you definitely shouldn't, especially not in this situation. Her breath tickled your neck and when she thanked you, her lips crashed against your skin, you could feel her heart beating rapidly against yours, you simply closed your eyes and thanked and cursed at the same time.

2 months later.

You still didn't know where you had gotten the strength to not devour her mouth, time was simply playing with your patience. You liked Hazel, you couldn't help it, you loved her and needed her in ways you couldn't ever admit out loud. Her small smiles and laughs that seemed only yours, her soft touches on your wrists or thighs, her breath that hit your ear when she whispered something to you, her red cheeks when you paid her a compliment or her sarcastic tone when she wanted to annoy you, her round, full lips that seemed to always be shining, always calling you to try them. And Hazel maybe felt the same way as you, maybe she liked you too and thought of you in the same way that you thought of her, all that was left was to wait, you weren't brave enough to risk it.

3 days later.

You were sitting on the floor with your back against your bed, Hazel was laughing and you couldn't help but love the little lines that formed around her eyes.

"I like it when you laugh." You said just because, because her blushing cheeks in the sunlight were perfect, because her light eyes seemed to shine a little more every time you said something nice to her, because you wanted her to know how much you loved her.

"Thank you." Nervousness spread in your chest when her eyes collided with yours, your compliments continued to turn her red but she seemed to become more and more confident in accepting them.

You cleared your throat now your ears feeling red and looked away. "What movie did you watch with your mom over the weekend?" You decided to change the topic, because you were still a coward after all.

"One about someone doing something and something else, which ends with solving some problem." She said after a few seconds.

"Aaah, sounds just like my kind of movie." You spat sarcastically.

"I know, I was thinking about you the whole time I saw it."

It was a joke, she didn't mean it, it was an exaggeration to make you smile, why was it so difficult for your heart to understand?

Her hand played with a hair that fell on your face and then tucked it behind your ear, the tips of her fingers caressing your skin. The heat of the room began to increase as did your heartbeat.

"Hey." You turned to see her and she greeted you with a big, beautiful smile, with a love in her eyes that had made the air heavy around you. "We are going to eat something?"

Your brain just processed the 'spending more time with her' part and you nodded.

24 days later.

"A horse Hazel, it's obviously a horse!"

"Since when do horses have two butts?!"

"That's his tail, disrespectful!"

You left the notebook and markers on the floor in a defeated manner. "I suck at drawing."

"It's good that you study humanities." She said mockingly, grabbing a can of drink.

"It's gid thit yi stidy himinities." You scolded her under your breath.

"Don't be angry, your chimpanzee turned out cute." She pointed out a drawing on the floor.

"That was a sitting kitten."

"God, it does seem like you draw with your ass."

"Hazel!" Her laugh made it hard to get mad at her.

2 days later.

"Hey." A whisper followed by a shake on your shoulder woke you up, the figure of a person looming in front of you scared you a little. "Are you awake?"

"I am now, Hazel what the fuck?"

"I had a nightmare, let me sleep with you."

You didn't have time to respond when she snuck under the covers, your back hit the icy wall and her legs tangled around yours, a shiver ran through your body when her cold feet made contact with your skin.

"Hello." Her hands rested together under her head and you were face to face, making her breath hit your nose.

Time playing with your patience, timeplayingwithyourpatience, your head repeated non-stop.

"Hello." You responded stupidly.

With a smile she wished you good night but you didn't know how you were going to fall asleep now, you were very stiff with your arms glued to your side. It could be tiredness or the fact that your brain still wasn't processing what was happening, but you decided to throw one of your arms over her hip and press your head to her chest, a surprised sound escaping her lips. With her heartbeat in your ear and one of her arms around your neck, (and your head using her tits as a pillow) you were able to sleep, and if in the morning you feigned dementia and curled up on her more, no one would know.

3 weeks later.

"Hello." Hazel greeted you happily as she closed the door and took off her shoes.

"Hello." Respond seriously and without taking your eyes off the computer.

There was a small silence before Hazel walked over and crouched down next to your chair. "All good?"

No, it wasn't fucking good. What you had seen that afternoon still burned in your retina, a beautiful and smiling Hazel being beautiful and smiling in front of a woman who was not you, in front of another beautiful and smiling woman who was surely much funnier and more witty than you, another woman that Hazel surely loved (or appreciated a little) since she seemed to quite enjoy how the other girl smiled at her and touched her waist. You remember the pain in your chest and how tears began to sting. God, you were very drama queen.

You felt stupid for this jealousy, you and Hazel, although you hated to admit it, were nothing, she could go and kiss, flirt, sleep with anyone she wanted and you should be okay with it, you should care as much as the papers you threw in the trash the night before, but god no, you cared too much, so much that it burned your soul and your insides and your lungs and your throat and your heart.

"Yes, everything perfect."

"Okay." She gave your knee a little touch and stood up. "We are going to eat something?"

"I'm not hungry."

It had been almost 6 months since you had spoken to her and started to get to know each other, 6 months in which you had created small routines that you never broke because they were routines that made you happy, it was the first time that any of you had canceled just because, not because of pending work or a test that you had to dedicate all night to. No, it was because you simply didn't want to.

Hazel's footsteps stopped and her eyes burned into your head as you typed something without paying attention. "Is something the matter?" You opened your mouth to answer another lie. "And I want the truth."

You sighed and forced yourself to look relaxed. "Nothing, just a little tired, nothing more." You hated how your tone of voice screamed 'lie' in that entire sentence.

"Why you are lying to me?" The pain in her voice made you feel more ridiculous.

"Hazel. Don't push."

"This isn't about your family or college, you never have a problem talking to me about it, this is something else." She approached you again but you kept your gaze glued to the screen. "Look me in the eyes and tell me you're okay, otherwise I'll start to worry."

You exhaled and decided that going for the truth was the easiest. "I just don't want to see you."

The reaction was instantaneous, taking the back of the chair, she turned you around, making your knees collide with hers, her hands resting on the arm pads.

"Did I say something? Did I do something? Tell me what so I can fix it." Her desperate tone only made you think that to an outsider this would look like a couples argument, but it wasn't and probably never would be. "Please."

You stood up from the chair, pushing it back gently, you approached your bed with your brow furrowed. "I didn't think my company would be useful to you now, just that."

"What? Why would you think that? You know you're so important to me, I could never use you."

Your heart skipped a beat and you scolded yourself for being so easy. "You shouldn't tell me that, your girlfriend might get upset."

"Girlfriend? Which girlfriend?" Her frown was so cute and god you had to stop noticing those little details.

"The one who was almost fucking you in the hallway this afternoon." Any intention of hiding your jealousy went down the drain. "Thank you very much for letting me know, by the way, we have strong confidence in each other."

"Ah," Realization hit her face and she paled a little. "You saw us."

"Yes Hazel, I saw you."

"It's not what it seems, I swear."

"It doesn't matter what it seems like, Hazel, you're single and you can do whatever you want."

"Then why does it bother you so much?" Her gaze had darkened a little, her fists were clenched as were her lips.

Offended, you crossed your arms over your chest. "Puff, I'm not upset."

"Obviously, you don't show it." She spat sarcastically.

"Why should I be upset then, Hazel? Would you mind explaining?"

She took a step closer, a rather slow and challenging one. "You know perfectly well why."

"No, not a clue."

"Don't be a coward."

"You want to talk about cowardice, Callahan? 'cause I wasn't the one hiding things."

Another one came closer and his voice dropped a deeper tone. "I'm not hiding anything from you."

"What I saw this afternoon says otherwise."

"I already told you that what happened this afternoon is not what you think."

"Really? So what was it? Just a beautiful girl touching you, sorry I was wrong."

"Drop the sarcasm."

"Make me."

She licked her lips and you couldn't help but see them. God, so red and shiny. "I'm not the one who's being irrational."

You took a step untangling your arms. "Did you just call me irrational?"

"Are you going to admit to me that you're dying of jealousy?" Her raised eyebrow only made her look more attractive.

"Never."

"So yes, I called you irrational."

"Take it back."

"Make me."

Her sideways smile was the last time time played with your patience. Her mouth collided with yours as well as her teeth and nose, you desperately grabbed her neck at the same time her hands squeezed your waist, her lips tasted sweet and were softer than yours, you moved your head to the side and her teeth grazed your bottom lip, one of your hands went down to her lower back and you pressed her against you, her chest bouncing against yours, her hands went down to your butt squeezing them, making you moan a little, her throat made a sound that opened her mouth and you took the opportunity to put your tongue in, when it collided with the other, you sucked it and felt a shiver of pleasure run through your body. Hazel began to walk, making you retreat, your legs collided with the edge of the bed, making you fall sitting up, and she settled on top of you, you hands slipped under her shirt and she pulled your hair while she ran wet kisses to your neck, you moved your head back giving her more access, her lips bit and sucked everything they could, when her teeth caught your earlobe you ran your hands to her butt and thighs, caressing and squeezing everything along the way.

"Don't stop, please." You begged rather pathetically as she bit a sensitive spot on your throat.

Her mouth came up to collide with yours again and her hands slipped under your vest, her fingers ran over your back, scratching it, her hands went up to your bra and you felt relief when she unbuttoned it but didn't touch anything. She pushed you back causing your head to hit the wall, creating a searing pain.

"Shit, sorry, are you okay?" Her hands ran to cradle your head and she gently pulled you forward.

"Better than ever." You were able to say without any lies in your tone voice.

"Sorry, I got carried away."

"Well, thank heavens for that."

She laughed and kissed you again but this time more delicately, you sighed against her lips and pressed her closer to you. You raised your arms allowing her to take off your vest and shirt, you crawled towards the head of the bed and she settled on top of you, her icy hands removed the now loose bra and her lips attacked your neck again, you simply stayed still enjoying her mouth on your body while it was difficult for you to breathe. Her mouth began to leave wet kisses all over your chest, when she reached one breast she bit it, making you cry with pain and pleasure, her kisses went down to your stomach where the breath from her nose tickled your skin, she moved back up and attacked your lips, your hands moving down to her thighs where you held her still in place. Her hair fell on your face causing some to get into your mouth but you couldn't care less, one of her hands began to caress your crotch and you felt the need to squeeze so that nothing came out. You began to sit up slowly and when you were upright you lowered your lips to her neck, under every bite or suck Hazel shivered and pulled your hair harder, moaning and whispering your name in a way that got under your skin, your hands touched her bare waist and you could feel the jump that her heart took, you kissed her lips for the last time and fell back with an exhale, seconds later she fell on top of you, her feet slipping between yours.

"I am cold." You said with a laugh after a while, Hazel stretched her arms further so that her oversized vest covered you more and kissed your shoulder.

"I like you." She confessed blushing.

"Hazel you ate my nipple, how does saying that make you nervous?"

"Ugh, how romantic."

You smiled and kissed her head. "Yes, I was boiling with jealousy." You confessed this time feeling the nerves lodge in your lower stomach. "Thinking about another person touching you made me want to tear my hair out. I like you Hazel, more than pictures of dogs and more than two hamburgers together, I sacrificed anything to see you smile, to make you smile at me."

"Wow." Her voice was still somewhat deep but the emotion managed to sneak in. "You made my confession look like shit."

"It was." You said jokingly.

Her hand went down to your crotch again where she rubbed it hard and fast.

You bit your lip and moaned slowly. "Holy shit, forget it, mine was disgusting, don't stop."

With a laugh she came up to kiss you again.

God, what an educational year.

[hazelchooseme]

I'm writing a story, I'm running out of inspiration, I'm watching a movie! Boom! new idea, I write it, I finish it, I don't like it, It doesn't matter, I can write it again, I never do it, I listen to a song and another idea occurs to me, it took me a week to write it and when I finally do it, I don't know how to express the idea, I finish with 10 stories that are not finished, please send help

[hazelchooseme]

hiii, I love your most recent fanfic abt Hazel, I almost die bc of her cute-silly-ass ^^

omg thanxx!!! we definitely need more silly Hazel so I'm already working on another one! glad you liked it ❤️❤️❤️

[hazelchooseme]

feelings are difficult | Hazel Callahan

Warning: mention of blood.

English is not my first language.

Song recommendation: You Can't Catch Me Now by Olivia Rodrigo.

Enjoy 💋

"Are you telling me you've been obsessing over a girl you've never kissed?"

"You were obsessed with Brittany and you had never kissed her." Josie reminded her.

"So? In the end I ended up doing it."

"Who says I can never kiss her?"

"Me, look at your state, you're pathetic."

Hazel threw herself back onto the bed, she did feel quite pathetic, she couldn't deny that to PJ.

"Don't listen to her, we will help you." Josie told her as she threw a stuffed animal into the air and caught it.

"How?" She put an arm over her eyes, blocking the light and her misery.

"You're talking to experts."

"The only woman you kissed turned out to be straight."

"Not the point!"

"I don't think you should plan these things Hazel, I didn't plan anything with Isabel and it worked out perfectly."

"That's because it was obvious that she drooled over you." Hazel sat cross-legged and placed a cushion between her arms. "I have no idea if she even knows that I sit behind her in class."

"You have to be spontaneous," PJ decided. "And we'll help you plan every step and word."

"That's the opposite of spontaneous."

Ignoring Josie, the brunette began to move around the room trying to organize her thoughts. "We have to find out something about her, if she is dating someone for example, to take her away from that person."

"What?! No, we won't do that, if she's dating someone I'll back off."

"Fine, " She complained rolling her eyes. "But to find out that you have to talk to her and I don't know how you'll do it without shitting yourself."

"Jeez, have some faith in me."

"Faith is not going to make her fuck you, you have to force it."

"I never talked about fucking anyone."

"You're not thinking big."

"PJ." Josie said in a threatening tone to get her to stop.

"Okay okay, just, tomorrow try to figure that out and then we'll see what we do."

With a sound of agreement, they accepted.

Hazel watched you from her position.

God, she thought, the back of her head is so pretty.

She knew she had to pay attention, but honestly counting how many of your hairs moved because of the small breeze in the classroom was more interesting. And she also knew she had to find out about your love status, but the idea of ​​how to do it was torturing her. Did she touch your shoulder to make you turn around? What happens if you don't turn around? Would you think she was a weirdo who liked to touch people's shoulders without their consent? What if you turned around but were upset by the interruption? What if you found the question strange or too personal? What happens if you hit her with the case for being so nosy?

She was so lost in her thoughts that the only thing that brought her out of it was a ball of paper landing on her head. Frowning she turned to see who had thrown it, PJ and Josie were quickly pointing something in front of her while they yelled "in front of you" silently but in an eager manner.

Annoyed by the blow, she turned to see how much they were aiming, as soon as she turned her head she met your eyes and an apologetic smile. You pulled back a little worried by the angry look in Hazel's eyes.

"Sorry, I was calling you but you didn't answer me, I didn't mean for them to do that."

Changing her expression from anger to one of poorly concealed panic, she cleared her throat. "Yes, don't worry, everything's fine, I'm not upset with you at all, I'm fine. Super good, very calm. Do you need anything?" She finished desperately to shut up.

"Riiight. Amm, the other day I noticed you lent some highlighters to Josie, I was wondering if you could lend me one."

The other day I noticed you lent some highlighters to Josie. The other day I noticed you. I noticed you. I. Noticed. You.

"Did you notice me?" She asked completely surprised, mouth open and all.

“Well, " You giggled nervously. "Not in a creepy way, just like when you're looking around with your eyes and suddenly you see something and you say "wow" and it stays in your head for some reason , and then you remember it for some other reason? Just like that."

Hazel nodded without saying anything and handed you her case.

"You're not going to need it? I just need the pink one." You clarified in case she misunderstood. She looked at you without moving, and you were pretty sure without blinking too, that you had to talk to her again. "Hazel?"

"Shit, right." She began to rummage through the inside of her case in a hurry and then handed you the pink highlighter.

"Thank you." You took it with a smile, brushing her fingers, and turned around.

Hazel raised the hand you had touched, feeling like she was going to cry. She had decided, at the end of class she was going to ask you.

Ringing the bell, she quickly put her things away but stood next to her table waiting for you to finish, when you slung your backpack over your shoulder she called your name taking a step forward, when you turned to see her she took it back.

"Yeah?"

"Amm, I wanted to ask you something, of course, you can answer only if you want."

"Yeah, sure. What happened?"

Your smile was so hard for her to look at that she looked around the classroom, there was no one left but she could almost feel Josie and PJ behind the door.

How did she formulate it? Was she direct or did she go around the bush? Would you get angry? Would you read her intentions?

What word did she use? Man? Young man? Boy? Why was it so difficult?

"Hazel?"

"Do you like penis?"

"What?!" You asked scandalized.

"No wait!" This couldn't be happening to her. "I mean if you're dating a man, a boy, gentleman, I mean not a gentleman but a, a man." She let out her exhale slowly, not wanting you to notice her nervousness.

"Aaah," You said after a while. "I'm not attracted to men, and I'm single, if that's what you wanted to ask."

"Aaah, okay. Perfect, thank you, bye."

"But..." But you couldn't finish your sentence as she ran off, you heard a lot of footsteps walking away so you just smiled with red cheeks. Silly Hazel.

"Okay, we've got that out of the way, now comes the interesting part." PJ said as she threw her backpack on the floor and jumped onto the bed. "And luckily for you, it's easy."

"What is it?"

"Find the perfect moment and Boom! You grabbed her face and stuck your tongue into her larynx."

"That doesn't sound easy."

"Or hygienic." Josie added, leaning against the door.

"Just, try to find a time when she is alone and approach her, make conversation, seduce her and Bam! Into the amygdala." Josie made a sound of disgust. "What?! I suggested something closer. You don't settle for anything, jeez."

"Seduce her?"

"Yeah, you know, the basics. Make eye contact, give a light touch on the arm or shoulder, smile or laugh that is very important, opt for seductive aromas, something that makes her want to smell you up close and, most importantly, when you manage to kiss her, leave her wanting more so she comes back for you." She finished with open arms as if she had just given advice to start world peace.

"I definitely won't be able to do it."

"How do you know that?"

"Because I've never done it before."

"Exactly, so how do you know?"

"Today I asked her if she liked penises for God's sake, like, how I'm supposed to have a normal conversation without sounding like a desperate nutcase." She said desperately, clutching her head.

"Hazel, calm down." Josie approached her and shook her by the shoulders. "You are attractive, you are intelligent and funny, she surely thinks that your stupidity is cute. If she doesn't see it, it's her problem, not yours, at least you'll rest easy knowing that you tried, okay?"

Hazel sighed and nodded. She will try, the worst that could happen is that you reject her, right?

The first opportunity appeared one day after school, outside in the parking lot Hazel noticed how you said goodbye to your friends and ran into the school, with encouragement from PJ and Josie she followed you.

She watched as you stopped in front of your locker but had a hard time opening it because your arms were full of books and papers. Cheering up, she approached.

"Need help?" She asked shaking from head to toe.

Her voice surprised you but you turned to look at her with a smile. "Hazel, what are you doing here?"

"I came to the bathroom." She said the first excuse that came to her mind.

"Aaah, okay, I won't stop you then."

"Nonono, I already went. Umm, can I help you? I washed my hands." She stupidly showed you her hands as if that would help prove her point.

Laughing, you handed her your things. "I believe you."

Free from the weight you were able to open the locker easily, one by one you placed the things in Hazel's arms inside the metal box.

Hazel watched you in silence the entire time, her arms trembling more and more free of the weight, what should she say when you're done? she couldn't just run away.

With a slam of the door you closed the locker and looked at Hazel, she looked away and you smiled. "Thank you so much, Hazel. Without you I'd probably be here until tomorrow."

Hazel laughed a little too hard at your attempt at a cheap joke.

Noticing her exaggeration, she ended up coughing and wiping her sweaty palms on her pants. "Sure, whatever you need."

You noticed that Hazel wanted to say something else so you remained silent but after a few long seconds you decided to speak to end the awkward silence. "Well, I better go." With one last smile you turned and began to walk away.

"Wait!" She screamed running after you, she stopped in front of you with her breathing quickened. "I..."

"Yes?" You tried not to sound nervous.

"I—" Seduce her, PJ's voice sounded in her head. Clearing her throat and with hands still trembling, she threw her left hand to your right shoulder. "You have nice gums." She said, deepening her voice.

"Me what?"

"You smile a lot and, and-and I've seen your gums, they're pretty, th-they look... Healthy."

"Thank you, I floss."

Hazel nodded but didn't say anything else, her hand still on your shoulder.

"Well, if that was all..." You tried to move to the side to let her arm fall but you felt a small tug on your hair, you tried harder again making the tug hurt this time, you complained and looked at your shoulder, a ring of Hazel's had gotten caught in your hair.

"Shit, sorry, let me." Hazel threw her hand at the same time as your head causing a burning pain.

"Hazel, that's not helping, stop." But it seemed like she wasn't listening to you, determined to find the solution to the problem.

You grabbed her elbow to make her stop but she kept pulling as you both lost your balance, you raised one foot thinking about stepping on her to make her stop, but just then she pulled so hard that you fell to your knees with a thump, with your eyes watering from the pain in your head and leg bones, you looked up, watching as Hazel looked at the ring with a knot of hair in it.

"I told you to stop, what's your fucking problem?" You said with a crying voice. Did it hurt you a lot? Yes, but it was more the humiliation that made you want to cry.

"I'm so so sorry. I didn't, I didn't think I-I would pull that hard."

She approached with the intention of helping you but you quickly got up on your own, generating a stabbing pain in your left knee. "Don't.... Just, just leave me alone." You pushed her hand that was stretched out towards you and as quickly as your legs would allow you, you ran away.

Hazel stood there watching you leave, wanting to dig a hole in the floor and bury herself in it.

Hazel had to put up with PJ's teasing and Josie's attempts at encouragement for the entire week that followed, you didn't make eye contact or talk to her the entire time, it almost felt like you had never exchanged a word. Hazel wanted to apologize again but she was afraid of your reaction, she almost made you cry the last time, for God's sake, that was reason enough for her to want to take all her things and move to another continent.

And so another week passed, her looking at you with desolation and you ignoring her as much as you could. One day during one of the breaks PJ pointed at you and when Haz turned to look at you she saw you very smiling with a girl with long blonde hair, very tall and with a quite feminine style. As always, she thought you looked beautiful smiling but this time it was accompanied by a pang in her stomach, the blonde girl touched your arm while laughing at something you had said, Hazel forced herself to turn her gaze and walked away from the place with clenched teeth. Was that the type of girl you were attracted to? She didn't look like that at all.

That afternoon she decided to take out her anger at the fight club, unfortunately she was paired with Sylvie, who wouldn't take her shit and she left her lying on the floor, bleeding from her nose. Assuring the others that she was fine and could go alone, she headed to the bathroom with a cloth pressed around her face, she knew that at this time there weren't going to be people in the hallways, so that calmed her down a little. When she finished cleaning herself, she would clean up the blood that fell on the floor.

She pushed the bathroom door with her foot and stood on a sink, the water falling red against the ceramic cleaning her nose, mouth and chin, she drank water and then spit it out to clean the blood that had fallen on it, looking in the mirror, she showed her teeth and nodded in affirmation when she saw them clean. She lowered her head to continue cleaning herself.

She was so busy making sure she cleaned herself that she didn't hear the door open or footsteps approaching, but she did hear a tone of voice that dripped with concern.

"Hazel?"

No, it couldn't be. Not you, not now.

Pretending that she hadn't heard, she continued throwing water in her face, thinking that you would get bored and leave. That obviously didn't happen and you stood behind her, Hazel wondering if it was possible to drown in a sink.

"Hazel, I asked if you were okay, what happened? Why are you bleeding so much?" You demanded with worry attacking your body.

The blue-eyed girl closed the tap and without raising her head answered you. "Fight club, I'm fine." Her tone of voice wasn't angry, but it was clear that she didn't feel like having a conversation.

You took her arm and turned her around slowly, the only thing you saw was her wet face and her slightly red nose, you sighed in relief and with the sleeve of your sweatshirt you began to dry her face with small touches. Her lower back was leaning against the sink and her gaze was still not looking at you.

"Does anything hurt?" You asked, worried. She shook her head a little hard causing blood to fall again."Shit, wait. Here."

You opened a door to sit her in a toilet, when she was settled you ran to look for paper, luckily there was some in the place that day. On the way back you knelt in front of her and pressed the paper to her nose, she tried to take it herself but you pushed her hand away so you could.

"You're going to get blood on yourself."

"I don't care, don't talk." Obediently she complied, you bit back a smile.

Seeing that the blood did not stop, you got up and with your fingers, gently, lifted her chin so that the blood would stop falling. After about 5 minutes and a lot of paper changing, the bleeding seemed to have stopped. You knelt down again with a sigh, happy to have helped her, but even after the moment you noticed that she still didn't look at you or speak to you.

"Everything okay, Haze?" You asked putting your hands on her knees. "The blood has stopped, you're okay." You smiled at her and finally, her beautiful blue eyes landed on yours.

You had called her Haze and your hands were touching her, this was too much, too much for her to bear. She was watching you and you were all smiles and kindness and sensitivity and beauty and you just called her a nickname and you were just watching her after taking such delicate care of her. God, she was going to explode.

She called your name and you moved a little closer, just because, because the space was small and because you needed her close to you, now more than ever.

"Yes, Haze?"

There it was, that nickname that sounded perfect on your lips. Your hands slid a little higher, resting on her thighs, her breath hitched in her throat and her eyes turned black for a second, your blood ran in your ears and you began to shake with anticipation, your throat became dry and you had to lick your lips so that the air could return to your lungs. That was the last straw for Hazel, so she went for it. She rushed forward, aiming for your lips, or that's what she was trying to do, but the only thing she achieved was that you foreheads collided and you fell on your ass to the ground.

"What the fuck, Hazel?" You asked surprised, rubbing your forehead.

"Sorry, um, I lost my balance."

"Sitting?!"

Hazel breathed out in exasperation, you two weren't going to work, not if she kept screwing up like that. This was the perfect moment, why couldn't she act like a normal person and just kiss you? Why did you make her so nervous? Why did you have that control over her?

Noticing how her breathing quickened, you stopped rubbing your forehead and raised your head to look at her. Her hands were balled into fists on her legs and her eyes were squeezed shut.

"Hey, it's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." You said trying to take her hands, but she got up and walked around you out of the small place, imitating her you followed her.

"I... I'm sorry, okay? I tried but I failed, I pulled out a piece of your hair and now I almost gave you a bruise, just stay away from me, the last thing I want in the world is to hurt you. Again."

Seeing her intention to leave, you ran and blocked her exit. "Haze, I'm the one who should apologize. That day was an accident, you obviously didn't mean for the ring to get tangled and now, this was my fault, I shouldn't have invaded your personal space like that, seriously, I'm sorry."

You couldn't stand in front of her and put all the blame on yourself to make her feel better, you couldn't, it was killing her.

"I need to tell you something and if I don't say it now, I will never say it."

"Okay, I'll shut up."

Your eyes were expectant on her, her lips parted and she took a breath. She was about to speak when someone called your name in the hallway.

"Fuck me." You complained without trying to hide it. Hazel felt the same way.

A few seconds later the blonde girl Hazel had seen you with before, entered the place. The blue-eyed girl automatically felt small. Your gaze moved from Hazel to Olivia, you swallowed hard at what was about to happen. You had completely forgotten about her.

"Here you are, I was waiting for you outside, did you find your book?" The blonde didn't seem to read the room, so you intervened before she said too much.

"Yes, Hazel needed a little help but she's better now."

Olivia greeted Hazel and she hated herself because the girl seemed really nice, she greeted back and putting her hands in her pockets, she looked away at the wall.

"Well, shall we go then?"

"Yeah... Sure."

Olivia said goodbye and walked out of the place.

"Bye, Hazel." You gave her a small smile but she simply nodded in goodbye.

You pushed the door and with one foot outside she spoke again.

"It's... You're going on a date, right?"

Not brave enough to turn to see her, you simply made a sound of affirmation and closed the door behind you.

Her heart sank to her stomach and her head fell into her hands with a sob, she would definitely need more hours of fight club.

The next day everything felt very slow for Hazel, getting up was horrible, eating breakfast was tedious, going to class was torture, even the smile you gave her crushed her inside. It was official, she was lovesick. To make matters worse Mr G seemed to have no intention of showing up so you turned around trying to make conversation.

"Good morning, Hazel."

She sent you a forced smile and continued scratching her notebook.

"Did you have breakfast?"

She nodded.

"It seems that Mr G is running late."

She simply made a sound of affirmation.

"It's a little cold, don't you think?"

She nodded again.

"Today a dinosaur landed on the roof of my house."

She made that annoying little sound of affirmation and exhaling angrily, you stood up and left the room.

Hazel watched you go but didn't think to follow you, it was obvious that wasn't going to end well.

PJ crashed into your chair and hit Hazel in the head. "Do me a favor, nerd."

"What do you need?"

"I had to go to the office to pick up a piece of paper but the Principal Myers makes me nauseous, could you go get it, please?"

"Sure." An excuse not to be in this place was great for her, she slowly slipped through the hallways, careful not to cross paths with you. The brown doors of the office shone in the distance, when she was just a few meters away, the janitor's door opened and a hand pulled her inside.

"What the fuck, Tedd?!" Hazel shouted, trying to free herself from the other person's force.

"It's not Tedd, it's me, calm dow–ouch Hazel my arm!"

Your voice automatically made her tense and her fighting mode went off, her vision gradually darkened and she was grateful for the tiny window that was near the ceiling, otherwise nothing would be seen inside, Hazel thought about giving the janitor a light bulb.

"Haze?" Your question brought her out of her thoughts and pulling her arm free she pressed herself against the door.

"I can't talk, I'm busy"

"Looking for that PJ paper? It's pure bullshit, I asked her to give you that excuse."

"What? Why? When?"

"Yesterday I spoke to her and asked her."

"That doesn't answer why" She said defensively.

"Locking you here by force was not my plan A, Hazel! But you didn't leave me a choice, you don't look at me, not to mention you didn't even talk to me, what was I supposed to do?"

"How did your date go yesterday?" She asked out of the blue, to see if you understood why she had been so obnoxious.

You smiled and it made her wish that it had been Tedd who was here with her and not you.

"Is it considered a date, when you go with your date to the date but in the middle of the way to the date, you cancel it because it turns out that you like someone else?"

"Probably not." She managed to say quietly after a few seconds.

"That's what I thought."

Silence filled the little room.

"Then it went badly for you." She said making you laugh.

"I don't know, the realization I had was pretty good."

"Which was?"

"Why have you been acting so strange lately?" You responded with another question.

"I asked first."

"I locked you here."

"I guess that gives me reason why you should answer first."

You approach her, knocking her toes against yours and making her stick a little closer to the wall.

"Well." She began to respond with difficulty, this close she could see your eyes shining and that didn't help her cause. "It's nothing, I was just being me." She ended up muttering without even believing it herself.

"Haze, you can tell me." You said taking her hand.

In that place that reeked of disinfectant, with your hand in hers, your eyes searching for her, she managed to find the courage and strength to speak.

"I like you, too much, it's incredible how much I like you. I, I can't function properly in front of you, you, you're just too much, all the time and I love it. I'm crazy about you."

You didn't know if the heart sound was yours or Hazel's, her lips were shining and her hand squeezed yours, feeling her small tremor you squeezed it back.

"On the date I realized that it wasn't her I wanted to be with, it was you. Everything you should do on a date I want to do with you and only you." You heard her stop breathing and caressed her cheek. "In case it wasn't clear. I'm crazy about you too, Hazel."

It couldn't be. You of all people, like her? It couldn't be real, she was dreaming, it was still night and this was too good to be true.

"I have to go."

She tried to turn around but your hand next to her head, holding the door closed stopped her.

"Haze, wait."

"You don't understand, I'll end up screwing up somehow, I can't ruin this, not now."

"Hazel, you haven't screwed up anything, everything's fine."

"Yes, for now until I do something incredibly stupid that sent you to the hospital." Her hand kept trying to move the handle but your strength kept the door in place. "Shit, since when are you so strong."

"Haze, look me in the eyes, tell me you want to leave and I will."

"I can't do that, I don't want to do that."

"Then talk to me."

"What do you want me to tell you, I'm a disaster, what little have you seen of me? That's it, it doesn't get better, I'm a walking mass of stupidity, it'll take you 1 week to get sick of me and–"

Your lips landed on hers and your free hand grabbed her waist. Her words were choked as her breaths mingled and her arms fell dead beside her.

Your lips were on hers. Her lips were on yours. And it was better than any fantasy she had ever had.

You buried your hand in her hair making her melt against you, one of her hands grabbed your hip pressing it against her, your leg slipped between hers, pressing her further against the wood. Although the movement of the mouth was not so hasty, the temperature of the place visibly increased, you turned your head to the side making your noses collide and you couldn't help but laugh, but Hazel's hand sliding around your neck silenced you immediately. You licked the edge of her mouth and then bit her lower lip, the sound that came from Hazel's throat made you stick your tongue where she welcomed you, sucking your tongue, her hand lowered a little, groping slowly, desperately you took it and left it on your ass where she began to squeeze, making you moan. You pulled her hair back and started licking her neck leaving little kisses and bites.

"Shit." She managed to get out moans as the hand on your neck went under your shirt and caressed your back. You bit a specific spot that made her tremble and in a heartbeat now you are with your back against the door, she took both of your hands and stuck them on top of your head while she sucked on your tongue and made you make some pretty embarrassing sounds, this time it was her mouth that began to explore outside of yours, a bite on your ear made you cry desperately for more, her tongue ran over your neck as you felt twinges where her teeth bit, you managed to free your hands and they quickly went under her shirt, you've never been so grateful for her loose t-shirts. A shiver ran through her body when one of your hands traveled to her thigh and you began to caress her crotch, her kisses calmed down as did your touches, with a strong exhale she rested her forehead against yours.

"I'm sorry." You managed to say between breaths. "I got carried away with little."

"Let yourself go as much as you want, but in a more private place."

You laughed and kissed her again, this time tasting her lips slowly, it made your heart skip a beat when you heard her moan, could your touch really make her feel so much? Trying to see how much you could do, you put your hand under her shirt and began to caress her stomach.

"Please." She begged, her mouth glued to yours as she moved her hips against yours. With the intention of continuing, you undid the button on her pants, but a few knocks on the door made you both step back and separate. The door was slammed open, the janitor looked at you from head to head. Both red and breathing heavily should have given him a clue.

"When they ring the bell I'll come to refill the cart." And saying that he closed the door again.

You watched with Hazel and could only laugh.

"I think we should definitely stop." She told you with a smile. Even in the dark you could see her messy hair and swollen lips, you approached to button her pants and took advantage of her surprise to give her one more kiss, she responded urgently but you took a step back, leaving her with her mouth open.

You fixed your hair and the collar of your sweatshirt. "After class to my house."

"Holy shit, yes."

Laughing you jammed her lips again. There was still a while until the bell was rung.

As Hazel buried her hands in your hair, she proudly thought that she was officially obsessed with a girl she had kissed.

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A hazel fic this song? It's my fave. https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=E048L9PaZsk&si=N9uy_WwEUtawwNcr

I'm not very good at writing sad things but I can try!!

btw I also love Wonderland, it's in my top 5 of 1989 ♥️

[hazelchooseme]

Me encanta lo que escribes♡♡♡, ¿cuál es tu primer idioma?

holaa no tengo idea cómo funciona Tumblr y recién veo esto perdón dkakdkd mi primer idioma es español, soy de chile, pero me siento más cómoda expresándose en inglés por eso escribo en ese idioma y muchas gracias!!!! es lindo que alguien que hable mi español también lee mis fanfics ❤️❤️❤️

[hazelchooseme]

I love your fics! Especially the last one... Roommates to lovers is awesome.

Especially with Hazel. 💚💚💚

Omg thank u so much I just saw this that's why I'm replying so late, I have no idea how Tumblr works sorry 💀 but again, thank you so much 💚💚💚

[hazelchooseme]

A mistake I don't regret | Hazel Callahan.

AU established in the modern world

I don't know what's happening to me but I can't seem to stop writing. So I wrote this 👍

English is not my first language.

Song recommendation: I Know Places by Taylor Swift

Enjoy 🧡

"I finished." You celebrated by throwing your arms up and your head back, you could already feel the end of the semester at the tips of your fingers, you just had to hand in a few assignments, pass a test and you would be completely free for 3 months. The best moment of your life is coming, the holidays.

"I'm going now." You turned to Hazel's voice coming out of the hallway, she was dressed in brown jeans and a green flannel, the gray shoes were the same color as the backpack that hung from one shoulder. She stopped behind you, resting her hands on your shoulders and leaning down to look at the computer screen. "Now that you're done, are you sure you don't want to go?"

"I need to turn my brain off with a low-budget movie with lousy audio, but thanks."

"Good luck finding one worse than the one we saw yesterday." She told you as she messed up your hair.

From what you understood, Josie had received a new video game so she wanted to have a sleepover to try it out, she invited all the girls to spend the night together but this week had consumed you so you had to decline, you knew that Annie would bring her brownies and not being able to try them broke your heart, luckily Hazel knew you well enough that she promised to bring you some, you didn't know what would happen to you without her.

Getting up from the chair you followed Hazel to the door to say goodbye, this had become a routine that you had developed in the 4 years you lived together, every time one went out the other would leave her at the door, they had been doing it for so long that you no longer remembered who had started it.

"Tell them I said hello." You said, leaning on the nearby wall with your arms crossed watching the blue-eyed girl put on her shoes.

"Okay, I'll remind them not to call you so they don't bother you."

"Also remind PJ not to drink so much, I won't be there to clean up the vomit."

"I know." Putting on a red baseball cap in front of the mirror you had in the hallway, she sighed with false sadness. "We will miss you very much."

"Asshole."

Listening to her laugh you were grateful for having crossed paths with her in your life, she was one of the kindest, sweetest, most attentive people you had ever met. You met about 6 years ago when you moved in the middle of your high school years, you connected almost immediately that when you managed to get into college moving in together was more than decided. Everything had been perfect until now, or at least it was until you developed a crush on her earlier this year. It had started when she excitedly told you how she had started talking to a new girl, in the past when she did it you were genuinely happy for her, after all she deserved the best and more, but at that moment you felt like you had been punched in the stomach and spit in your face, the jealousy didn't last that long since that relationship lasted about 3 months, but afterwards you still felt guilty for feeling that way with your best friend.

"Take." You handed her the keys to your car, it was a fairly old one but it kept running, which was the important thing.

"Are you sure? I can order an Uber."

"Take it, it's much safer this way."

"Thank you." She said taking the keys and putting them in her pocket.

She began to approach so you began to stretch your arms waiting to receive the usual hug, when suddenly Hazel's left hand traveled up to your cheek and her lips collided with yours. Although you had looked at her lips an embarrassing number of times you could never imagine how soft they would be, it was just a small pressure but you could still feel something exploding in your chest and your pulse was beating so fast that you could hear it in your ears. You stretched out your right arm catching her waist but as soon as it started it ended and she pulled away from you.

"Tomorrow I'll arrive early so we can have breakfast together." And with one last toss of your hair she walked out the door.

What the fuck just happened?

Hearing the commotion from outside Hazel entered the house without knocking, at this point those formalities were not necessary with the trust they already had. Humming a song, she entered the kitchen to leave some snacks and drinks that she had bought for the night. After having almost everything organized, she called Josie to help her carry everything to the room.

"Hello Haze, what's up?"

"Glasses please." She ordered as she opened a Coke. "And nothing very interesting, did they all arrive?"

"Sep, you're the last to arrive. How is Judas?" She asked, leaving the glasses on the table and eating some potatoes that were on a plate.

Mr G had once called you that after he caught you cheating on a test, they never let you forget it.

"Well, she just finished some work so she was going to rest."

"More food for us then."

"By the way, is there alcohol? She asked me to take care of—."

But before she could finish saying anything, an image came into her head. Your mouth, her mouth, together. Holy shit. Dropping the glass of drink she put both hands on her head as she cursed. No. No. No. It couldn't be, she couldn't have done what she was remembering that she had done, that she had done to you.

"Hazel what the fuck? What happened, are you okay?"

It had to be some trick of her mind, it just couldn't be real, but it was, what the fuck had she done?

"Hey, what's wrong? Are you having a heart attack?"

"What happened, why so much noise?" She could hear someone's voice in the background but she couldn't identify who.

"I think she's having a stroke."

"What?!"

Trying to control her breathing, she turned to see the two girls who were in the kitchen with her.

"I kissed her." She whispered, unable to say it out loud.

"What?"

"I kissed her." She managed to articulate more clearly.

"What? Who?" Making eye contact with Annie she didn't need to say anything else, they had understood.

"Holy shit." Josie said with wide eyes.

"Was it with tongue?" Sylvie asked as she had just entered the kitchen.

"I kissed her." She repeated to herself without being able to believe it.

Leaving the video game more than forgotten, everyone settled into Josie's room as best they could.

"Why the fuck do you kiss her if you're going to regret it later? What a pussy." PJ judged Hazel sitting upside down in a chair.

"I didn't realize what I was doing, don't judge me."

"We don't judge you, we make fun of you." Sylvie clarified.

"But seriously, how do you kiss someone by accident? Aren't you hiding something from us?"

Although Annie's question was not intended to upset or offend, Hazel couldn't help but feel a hint of discomfort upon hearing it. Sure, you were her best friend and she loved you very much but it's not like she had those kinds of feelings towards you, right?

"I don't, I don't know what you mean."

"Looks like." PJ stung with intention.

Well, maybe she thought about you more than she should or looked at you for long periods of time when you didn't realize it, thinking how beautiful you were, but you were best friends, that's what they do, they care about each other and think they are the most beautiful people they have ever seen. What they probably didn't do was kiss each other and not feel a bit of remorse, because yes, Hazel didn't regret having kissed you, in fact, she had enjoyed it and suddenly found herself wanting to leave everything here and go home to finish what she had started.

"Oh my god, you want to fuck her so bad." PJ exclaimed when she saw the blush appear on the blue-eyed girl's face.

"Don't talk about her like that." It was the only thing she could say before remaining silent again with her head racing.

Okay, she could admit to feeling a small attraction towards you, something insignificant, or was it something more than that?

Suddenly a conversation came to her mind, one that she had with her ex-girlfriend before breaking up a few months ago, one where she complained that Hazel spent too much time talking about you and that she should choose between her or you. Swallowing hard, she remembered how she chose you in a heartbeat, without any regrets afterwards, because maybe, and only maybe, it was always you.

"I'm so screwed." She admitted with his face in her hands.

"Think positive, I had started to think that you were the problem with all your relationships ending, and that was the case, so."

"How is that positive?"

"That I was right."

She silently thanked Brittany for hitting PJ on the head.

Exhaling she turned to Isabel. "So, what do I do now?"

"Amm, I can help too, you know." Josie said hurt.

"Shut up, no, you can't, in your first kiss with Isa you almost fainted." Sylvie reminded her.

"Did you tell them?" She asked, very offended.

"Not now, baby."

"Okay."

"Look, Hazel, we can give you a thousand tips but the only way to clarify everything is to talk to her."

"I don't know, I don't even know if she likes me." She suddenly remembered something that made her want to dig a hole in the ground and never get out of it. "Holy fuck! I kissed her without even asking her, I'm a disgusting person."

"Oh please, if she hadn't been dying for you to do it." Annie told her, looking at her as if she were stupid.

"What?"

"It's true, she was dying those months you were dating that girl at the beginning of the year." Brittany said after a silence. "It was too obvious, actually."

"No, that was for something else, she told me. Why would she lie to me?"

"Why are you so worried about the kiss you just gave her?"

Confused by Isabel's sudden question, She decided to just answer it. "Because I don't want to screw up our friendship obviously." The raised eyebrows of everyone in the room made her understand. "Ah."

"Yes, ah, so now get up and go eat her mouth, you both deserve it." In the middle of her realization, PJ had walked towards her to pull her by one arm out of the room to leave her outside the house and close the door in her face.

Without really understanding what was happening, she got into the car and began driving towards her house with the screams of her friends behind her.

"Yes, queen!"

"Go get some pussy!"

"Good luck."

"Don't be like Josie!"

"I was very brave when I kissed Isabel!"

Standing outside the apartment she couldn't have the strength to enter. Would you be sleeping or watching TV? Maybe you locked yourself in your room so you wouldn't see her, maybe you hated her. Pushing those thoughts out of her head, Hazel inserted the key into the lock and with a sigh she opened the door and entered the apartment.

Her first impression of the place is that it was exactly the same, your computer was still on the table next to an empty glass, both the hallway light and the kitchen light were on, the only thing different was the sound coming from the living room and the darkest sky. She took off her shoes, taking more time than necessary, to finally stand up and give herself a mental cheer, at the end of the day you had been the one who was kissed out of nowhere and you needed answers.

The first thing she saw was the movie you had put on, on the screen was a very 2000s looking movie that she didn't recognize, going a little further into the room she could finally see you, you were looking at the screen but it was very clear that your mind was somewhere else.

"I thought you were arriving tomorrow."

Hazel jumped a little in her place, she didn't expect you to have heard her coming.

She shifted in her position and with a hand on her neck she tried to find her voice. "I came earlier" How smart.

"Why?"

"Um, I have to talk to you, because of what... I did, because of what I did to you."

"What did you do to me?" This time you turned to see her. Hazel scared and worried eyes looked bright from the reflection of the TV, you could see how she couldn't sit still and her messy hair confirmed that she had passed her hands through it many times, a sign that she was anxious.

"Are you angry?"

"I'm confused." You responded.

Hazel nodded her head and moved a little closer to you but without sitting down.

"To be honest, I don't have a clear explanation for why I did what I did, I'm sorry if it inconveniences you and if you want me to leave I will do so immediately."

"You regret it." It wasn't a question, from the blue-eyed girl's reaction you were sure that she considered the kiss a mistake, but her response made you swallow your thoughts.

"Unless it made you uncomfortable, I would never regret it."

A little shaky, you slowly got up from the couch without breaking eye contact, you were tired of so many crossroads and unanswered questions.

"I liked you Hazel, I liked you so much that it hurts, and, and I didn't know what to do or say because-because losing you would be the worst thing that could happen to me, but, but then you kissed me and I went crazy and I realized that I don't like you. I love you Hazel. I can't live a life without telling you how I feel, 'cause some part of me hopes that you feel the same way."

Your hands itched to grab something to distract yourself but you refused to move, you wanted your words to reach her with nothing but pure sincerity.

"You love me? Me?" Hazel's voice came out shaky and her eyes grew brighter with tears.

Shit, had you been too direct? There was no longer an opportunity to retract it and you didn't want to, if this was the end you were going to repeat it as many times as necessary. "Yes Hazel, I love you."

In less than three seconds Hazel was all over you, the impact of the body almost threw you back but her arms around you stabilized you, her face was buried in your neck and one of her legs was between yours. Although it was a fairly tight and suffocating hug, you never felt lighter and calmer.

"I love you too, you have no idea how much I love you." She said making her breathing tickle you. So you laughed as you wrapped her in your arms too, your chin ended up on her head where you placed a kiss and heard several I love yous coming out of Hazel's mouth.

You hugged each other for what seemed like an eternity, both of you holding onto each other not wanting to let the other go. After another while Hazel raised her head and one of her hands went to your cheek, where she caressed your cheekbone with her thumb.

"I love you." She said again with a smile full of emotions. Love, calm but excitement, happiness.

"I love you." You repeated to her, feeling the same way.

A shaky sigh escaped her lips directing your attention to them, you had kissed those same lips a few hours ago.

"Can I kiss you?" You asked with as much self-control as you could muster.

She didn't even respond to you when her mouth collapsed on yours, the hallway kiss had been just a small bump, two lips together just sharing an innocent moment, but this kiss was the opposite. Her mouth moved desperately over yours, while one of her hands went to your neck where she began to play with your hair, the other remained firm on your hip, keeping you glued to her. Tasting your lower lip you opened your mouth allowing her entry to explore, your hands went under her shirt, you were grateful that it was a loose fabric as it gave you more freedom to touch everything you could. With a shudder she pushed you towards the couch where, changing position, she sat down and you fell on top of her. Her wet tongue began to run along your neck, her hands went to your hair, pulling your head back so she could explore everything about you, your hands went in the direction of her bra that you unclasped almost expertly. Her mouth returned to yours where she began to leave wetter but slower kisses, her two hands went to your lower back, pressing you closer to her, after a few seconds the kiss began to become a little calmer to end with her placing small kisses all over your face, laughing breathlessly you rested your head on her neck.

"Are we something now?" You asked stupidly, it was obvious that oxygen still wasn't reaching your brain.

"Shit I hope so because I need to kiss you like that again."

With a sigh of relief you moved away from her neck so you could look into her eyes.

"Hazel, I love you."

"And that's why I'm the luckiest girl in the world." Savoring the moment, and her lips, you decided this was the best moment of your life, screw the holidays.

[hazelchooseme]

Spider-Woman | Hazell Callahan

Note: okay so I pulled this out of my ass last night at 1 in the morning to finish at 5 in the morning (yes, I'm dying now) so any mistakes forgive me.

English is not my first lenguaje

Song recommendation: Devil Is a Woman by Cloudy June.

Enjoy 🕸️

You looked back at Hazel for what seemed like the thirtieth time this hour, but no one could blame you, not when she looked so pretty with her cheeks pink from laughter, messy hair from always playing with it without realizing it, with bright eyes that wrinkled in the corner every time she laughed. Yes, no one could blame you.

When the credits of Mean Girl began to appear on the screen Hazel turned her head resting on the couch towards you.

"I have to go." She said with a small pout.

"Finally, you were taking too long." You joked with fake tiredness.

With a fake crying sound she threw herself on top of you, her right arm resting on your waist while her head rested on your chest so that her hair tickled your nose.

"Get off me." You said making no effort at all to move her and enjoy the smell of her brown locks.

She lifted her head, resting her chin near your collarbones, leaving her mouth dangerously close to yours.

"Why? I'm quite comfortable." Her breath tickled your corners and her hand on your waist seemed to be playing with the hem of your shirt.

This had been happening for a while, it seemed like Hazel was testing you, playing something you didn't understand very well. She had become too comfortable in your personal space, always finding a way to touch you or be close to your lips. In class she would lean over moving your hair and whisper something to you that you definitely didn't understand since you were too focused on the tickle of her breath on your ear or her kisses on the cheek that seemed to get closer and closer to your lips.

Or maybe not and you were imagining everything, Isabel was also shy at first with you and ended up jumping on you for everything and kissed your head every time you acted "cute" according to her, either way it was driving you crazy.

Maintaining eye contact you could swear under oath that you could live in those perfect blue pools, pools that moved scanning your face, not being stupid, you started doing the same. Her lips were a little dry with some small wounds since she had a silly habit of biting them (which, obviously, didn't affect you at all) you were sure that under yours they would feel a little scratchy, a few strands of hair framed her face giving it an almost unreal touch of perfection, her cheeks were still red, you wondered if they would be warm under your touch, and as always you ended up drowning in her blue eyes, the fact that you could look at them from so close felt like a privilege and a sin. You involuntarily moved your head as you took a big gulp of air pushing Hazel's chin with yours, with a half smile she blew into your face making you close your eyes.

"You lost." She said as you felt the weight of her body leave yours, you started to feel cold almost immediately.

"I really need to go love, I have to finish some work, I'll let you know when I get there." As you had not yet straightened up in the chair, she rested her right hand on the furniture next to your head and with her right hand she cupped your chin gently lifted it, leaving a kiss practically on the edge of your lip. With one last wink she finally walked out of your house.

When you could breathe again you sat up straight still dizzy from all the sensations in your body. In those minutes of silence you noticed two things.

1: This was completely different than with Isabel.

2: Did she just call you love?

"Holy shit." Isabel shouted through the cell phone speaker after you explained to her what had happened. "Since when does Hazel have so much rizz? Last Friday I saw her crash into the same door three times."

"Don't know." You expressed with frustration. It was around 10 PM, you were in your pajamas taking off your makeup on the dresser, usually you would be listening to some song but this was more important. "There are times when she has these confidence boosts where she knows she's hot and uses it to her advantage, I don't know what to do."

"But are you crazy? Eat her mouth obviously."

Of course you had considered it but every time you intended to do it there was a little voice in the back of your head calling you ridiculous, why would someone like Hazel want someone like you to kiss her? That was simply stronger than you, so you bit your tongue and moved on with your life.

"Nah ah, get those thoughts out of your head, you're beautiful and completely worth it." Isabel scolded you as if she were reading your mind.

"You're my best friend." You said as if that mattered anything.

"And that's why I'll lie every time I have to to save your ass, but not with this and you know it." You could imagine her look of determination through her voice. "Next time you look hedeous I'll tell you so you'll believe me."

"Thank you, I know I can always count on you." You said sarcastically although you actually mean it.

You hung up after an hour to finally be able to rest, if you were lucky you would dream of a place where Hazel did love you.

What a depressing shit.

With the light off you settled between the sheets and blankets, the night was quite cold so you had your entire head covered muffling the cold and sound, but it wasn't enough since you could clearly hear someone opening your window. You paralyzed almost immediately. Your cell phone was charging on your dresser on the other side of the room, you always left it there so you had to get up and turn it off so you could wake up. At this moment you regretted it so much, stupid internet tricks.

Before you could even think about what to do or how to hit someone, a whisper echoed throughout the room.

"It's me... Are you awake? If you weren't and I just woke you up, sorry."

"What the fuck, Hazel!" You said loudly as you sat up removing the covers from your head.

"Sorry, I still don't handle this thing about raiding private property very well."

"You almost killed me." You reached out to turn on your lamp but Hazel whispered a loud "No" stopping you in the middle of the action. "Why not? And why are you whispering? I told you that mom is not here tonight."

"Ah... It doesn't matter, before you turn it on I need you to promise me that you won't scream, pass out or vomit, you know I'm sensitive to the smell."

"What? Why? Are you okay, did something bad happen?" You couldn't help but ask with concern.

"Just promise me, please."

Her tone that dripped with desperation made you agree quickly.

"Okay, I won't do or say anything." Paying attention you could see with the reflection of the moon how she nodded her head, you also noticed how it seemed that she was holding her left rib with her right hand, weird.

Feeling nervous you pressed the switch, the room filled with an orange color finally revealing Hazel, but it wasn't Hazel, or well, yes it was but it wasn't her dressed as Hazel, she was dressed as Spiderwoman with a suit full of blood and cuts.

Your mouth hung open as your hands covered it, a strangled sound coming from your chest.

"You said you weren't going to scream, please don't scream, I give you permission to faint." Hazel pleaded with her hands up.

"I, no, no, I wasn't going to, mmmh, no I wasn't... I wasn't, no." Perfect, Hazel had broken you.

The more you continued to examine her the more worry bubbled up inside you, when you came out of the trance you noticed the red liquid covering her left side, you jumped up and walked towards her.

"You're..."

"Spiderwoman, I know let me explain—"

"Bleeding a lot, what the hell happened?!"

"What?" She asked puzzled.

Being close to her you took her face in your hands analyzing it, she had a cut on one of her eyebrows and another on her right cheekbone, her lip was covered in dried blood as was much of her nose.

"Shit Hazel you look." Hot. "Hurt, let me help you."

"I just told you that I'm Spiderwoman, aren't you going to say anything else?" Her incredulous expression was quite funny.

"I'm going to say that I'm going to fuck the shit out of you if you don't listen to me and take off your clothes."

She looked at you in silence for 5 seconds. "Not the kind of help I need but I'll take it."

"Hazel!"

"Okay, okay, sorry."

Running around the house you began to gather anything that could be useful, you wet towels, you found ethyl alcohol and in your mother's room you found some pain pills and a bandage.

You returned to the room to find Hazel in the exact same position as when you left. "Hazel, what did I tell you about undressing?" You scolded her with your arms full of things.

"Sorry, the button that opens it broke and the closure is behind, I can't reach it." She defended herself quickly.

"Ah, okay, sorry, let me." Leaving the things on the bed, you approached her, in an undisguised way you wiped your palms against your pants and went around her, right where she had told you the zipper was.

"It might hurt a little because it's a pretty... Tight suit." You warned with your eyes lowered.

"You're looking at my ass?"

"What the fuck, obviously not." Obviously yes.

With your palms that were sweaty again, you pushed her somewhat tangled hair to the side and began to unzip her. Her cream skin with a few moles began to show and swallowing hard you looked away after seeing her purple bra, when your hand reached her lower back you jumped back.

"Ready."

Clearing her throat as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other she spoke. "Can you help me... Take it off. It's kind of hard if I do it alone."

"Ah, yes, of course."

You surrounded her again to now end up in front of her, without daring to look her in the eyes you began to help her slide her left arm through the sleeve, you took her elbow to finish sliding it out of the material, then you moved to the other. You could feel Hazel's gaze burning your face and you were sure she could see your deep blush, when the other arm began to move you quickly moved your eyes before seeing something that Hazel had not agreed upon. Luckily for you, your eyes ended up in those blue pools that looked at you with an intensity that stole your breath. Holding her wrist to remove it from your sleeve, you let out a small sigh, but even though you had finished you couldn't stop looking at her, it was hypnotizing and it didn't help that the secret that you had just discovered made her hotter. When Hazel clung a little towards you, you came out of the trance, your friend was bleeding to death, please concentrate.

"Sit... Um, sit on the bed, please."

Obediently following your instructions, you walked over to where you had left your supplements, with a wet towel in hand you approached her without daring to lower your gaze.

"Hazel, I'm going to have to... You know, if it makes you uncomfortable you can do it and I'll turn around." You suggested nervously.

A sweet laugh escaped her lips. "Hey, if it's you then it's more than fine."

Kneeling in front of her you began to clean a large cut that covered most of her torso, you focused your gaze only on that so as not to be disrespectful but, my god, you were very homosexual.

"I'm going to pour alcohol on you and that's going to fucking hurt so suck it up and forgive me."

You took the white bottle and wet one end of the towel, you inhaled as if it were going to hurt you and in the gentlest way you could, you began to give small touches to the wound, Hazel complained a little but nothing too exaggerated.

When you thought that was enough you fell back on your butt exhaling.

"God, I almost died."

"Yes, it must have hurt you a lot." Hazel mocked you. You looked into her eyes while you scolded her, but it didn't last long, from that position she looked illegal, you didn't know how to express it in other words. Without being able to stop, you began to look at her body, there were small cuts in the chest and stomach area but they looked as if they were already healing.

"I can put the bandage on." Hazel warned you, smiling sideways. Embarrassed that you had been too obvious, you jumped up and turned your back on her, searching for something in your closet.

"Here, this is yours, The other day you left it here." You said showing an oversized light green t-shirt.

"When?" She asked confused.

"Like two years ago."

"Aaah, yeah, the other day." She scoffed again.

With her laughter in the background you turned around to go soak the towel, those blood stains were going to be difficult to explain. When you returned Hazel was finishing adjusting her shirt over her shoulders.

"Thank you, I feel much better." You would do anything for that smile.

"I'm not done yet, let me clean your face."

The fact that she was now fully dressed helped calm your nerves, you dipped some cotton pads in alcohol and turned to her.

Before you could say anything she interrupted you. "It's going to hurt, I know, I trust you."

With a sigh you moved closer, grabbing her chin delicately, you began to clean the wound on her eyebrow and cheekbone, occasionally changing the cotton pads to do a more hygienic cleaning and it gave you time to breathe and try to control your shaking hands.

"I'll wipe your lip and finish." You talked just for the sake of talking, with a small sound of affirmation Hazel clung a little closer to you. At this point it was easier if she sat on top of you, you thought.

With a new cotton ball, you began to clean her lips. They were still as dry as they were a few hours ago, Apart from a few small cuts everything looked good, the fact that you had all your concentration on her mouth did not help in being able to breathe normally and on top of that, her scrutinizing you with her eyes made you want to send everything to hell and just "eat her mouth" as Isabel had said.

Now, really finishing, you dried your fingers with the towel and turned to see Hazel.

"There, it's as if nothing happened."

She simply nodded as her gaze moved from your eyes to your lips. "Amm, your wounds, they heal quickly."

She still didn't respond. "That's pretty good, I mean timely, since you probably get a lot of wounds and they must hurt, speaking of pain, I brought you some pills to take—."

Hazel's hand on your neck immediately silenced you, causing you to drop the medications you had picked up, her eyes searched yours and with a silent question you nodded before finally pressing her open mouth against yours.

The reaction was immediate, your whole body heated up, your heart began to beat so hard that you could feel your blood flowing throughout your body, your ears began to ring and your hands moved to her waist, squeezing carefully. Whimpering into her mouth as you opened it allowing entry, her tongue caressing the corner of your mouth that she had kissed so much to finally begin to explore and taste you. The sound that came out of your mouth made you feel embarrassed but it seemed to excite Hazel as her hand that was resting on the bed moved up to your thigh where she began to squeeze, you took her hand and put it inside your shirt, allowing her to explore wherever she wanted. Your hands didn't seem to be able to stay still either as you pulled her hair, eliciting exquisite moans that you savored on her tongue. Hazel pulls you closer, delighting in the way she explored your body. When you finally separate, you are both breathless and blushing with your heart beating erratically with the excitement and desperation of a new kiss.

"Holy shit." Was the only thing Hazel could say between gulps of air.

You wanted to say something back but your head was so foggy, you could only think about her hand on your bare back and her moans were repeated on a loop in your ears, and you thought she couldn't make a more attractive sound than her laugh. Her fingers ran the width of your back in a way that made you tingle. Lowering your hands you came across the material of her suit.

"Don't think I forgot that you kept Spiderwoman from me." You reminded her, playing with the zipper.

"Yes, I have been very bad, punish me."

Laughing, she placed her mouth on yours again in a calmer way and really enjoying the moment.

You had finally eaten her mouth, Isabel would be proud.

[hazelchooseme]

every fanfic I write ends up being in the world of how to train your dragon and I don't even know why

I lost control

[hazelchooseme]

how to stop imagining stories and start writing them challenge

[hazelchooseme]

How to train your dragon | Hazel Callahan

AU set in the world of How to Train Your Dragon.

English is not my first language.

Song recommendation: 1950 by King Princess.

Enjoy 🐉

"Whether you like it or not, at some point we are going to have to leave." You said looking down at your dragon.

Magna was a beautiful Night Light, she had black fur covered with white spots, a large white spot around her left eye making her green eyes stand out. She grunted while still lying on her back in the grass. You sighed as you sat next to her.

You looked around observing the stone walls that your dragon refused to climb since she was too busy resting. You couldn't complain though, the vines hugging the walls, the small lake in the center sparkling with the sun, the silence, everything was relaxing and perfect.

A monstrous belly sound brought you out of your trance. You and Magna made eye contact.

"That wasn't me, buddy" With what seemed like an embarrassed smile she began to roll on the floor with no intention of standing up. "C'mon" You clapped your hands as you stood up to grab her paw, trying to make her stop but failing. "Magnaaaa, help with something ball of scales!" You rested your entire body on the corner of her right abdomen, now trying to turn her over. It was enough for her to move a little and you would end up eating dirt. And so she did. You raised your head, spitting out the grass that entered your mouth. "Thank you for nothing, mutant fish. I should have adopted a male." Magna's laugh/grunt brought a smile to your face. As you stood up cleaning the dirt from your clothes you heard another laugh, a human one.

Turning around you could see that it was no one else but Hazel. Fantastic. She saw you being humiliated by the animal.

Hazel was on top of some rocks riding her dragon Heimdall, a gorgeous Hobblegrunt, who now looked yellow showing his happiness.

"Need some help?" She asked with a mocking smile as she landed with Heimdall next to you and got off.

"Hi, Hazel!" You responded with a voice that was high-pitched with nerves."No thanks, we're pretty busy here."

She turned to see how Magna was still rolling on the floor. "Are you sure?"

"Yes... Because she is really focused right now, so if you don't mind—" Before you could finish speaking Magna jumped up and ran straight to Heimdall who was drinking water. That was it, you were going to give her up for adoption as soon as you arrived in the village.

"You need something?" You asked before there was an awkward silence.

"Aaah, right. Emmm.... PJ was looking for you"

"Why? Did something happen to her?" PJ was your best friend and although you loved her very much, she used to do pretty stupid things.

"I don't know, no one could find you so I went looking for you."

"Aaah"

Should you thank? Was it a good thing that she had come to look for you? Did they force her? Is she hating you right now for wasting her precious time on a Sunday afternoon? It wasn't your fault, Magna was the one who wanted to go exploring and since she didn't dare go alone you accompanied her. You never thought that the lazy dragon was going to get tired and rest for hours in the pit of the world. Shit, you were so hungry.

"Are you, like, dating?" Hazel asked suddenly.

"What? Who?"

"You and..." She looked anxious as she spoke. "You and PJ"

"What?! Nonono, she's like my twin, like if I had a stupid sister it would definitly be PJ. You know, like, same blood. Her and I dating. Incest." You spat hastily, wanting to make it clear to her.

"Well, that's a relief then."

"What? Wh—"

"What happened to your arm?" Hazel asked, completely changing the topic, worriedly as she approached, taking off her helmet. Her brown waves bounced off her forehead making her eyes look bluer than they were. You noticed that in this light her eyes looked brighter than when the light of a campfire shined on her, you noted that fact mentally.

You were brought out of your thoughts when Hazel grabbed your arm, you jumped away, trying not to make the move too obvious you started looking at your arm that was bleeding at the elbow and mumbling.

"I probably scratched myself on Magna’s mount when I fell,” you laughed a little, another scratch to remember.

"It looks bad, we need to clean it."

"We?"

Taking your good elbow she guided you towards the lake. Once on the shore she made you kneel, taking a piece of cloth out of one of her pockets and sinking it in the water. Sitting there together you were able to observe her better, her somewhat messy hair that moved slowly with the wind, her frowning brow, her lips pressed together in concentration, on her leather pants you could see some yellow scales that Heimdall must have dropped on the trip, she had grass stuck in the seams of her leather jacket. You honestly wondered if it would be too rude to clean it up for her. The sound of a splash made you turn to look at the lake where both dragons were playing.

"This is not the most hygienic but it will do" Hazel said looking at you with a smile, then with a nod of her head she silently asked you for your elbow. She began to clean carefully, her fingers moved gently over your skin, every few seconds she looked up to give you a tiny smile. Was it your idea or were his hands shaking a little? Or was it you? When your eyes met again, neither of you looked away.

"Hazel?"

"Yes?"

When she made the move to get a little closer she accidentally pressed the cloth on your wound making you hiss in pain. In less than a second your dragon was between you and Hazel. Magna began to growl threateningly at the blue-eyed, causing Heimdall to also become overprotective of his owner. In the blink of an eye both dragons were in attack position.

"Hey, hey! Magna is okay, I'm fine" Standing in front of her you grabbed her by the snout so she could look at you. "She's my friend, I like her, okay? Nothing bad happened, calm down" You began to caress between her eyes, knowing that it would calm her down . You could hear Hazel doing the same thing. After a few minutes both dragons calmed down noticeably. Looking over your shoulder you turned to see Hazel, watching as she rested her forehead on Heimdall's head. When she noticed your gaze she smiled at you.

"We better go"

Nodding your head you climbed onto Magna. Following Heimdall and Hazel you began to fly.

Up here in the clouds with Magna you felt like you could do anything, you could travel every corner of the planet and more. The blow of the wind, the cold, the altitude, everything felt right. Looking to your right you saw Hazel beautiful blue eyes, she was the most beautiful while she was flying, or when she was walking, or when she smiled at you that way. Her hair moving in the wind made you notice that she didn't have her helmet, your stomach twisted, maybe this was your chance.

"How about a race?" Before you could answer, Heimdall began to fly faster, losing him in the clouds. Magna moved excitedly, waiting for you to give her the order.

"Come on, show them what you're made of."

Without thinking for a second, Magna launched herself after the Hobblegrunt.

When you reached them, Magna began to fly in circles around them, then dive to the ground and almost instantly propel herself upwards, surpassing them. She was showing off just like you taught her.

"That's my girl!" You shouted in celebration.

"Nice" Hazel was flying upside down. Among the clouds her blue eyes took on a more grayish tone, you also noted that mentally. She was so close that because of the speed her hair hit your face, if you leaned down you could kiss her forehead. "But not so fast" Saying that she disappeared again.

You sighed. "I'm screwed"

After what seemed like hours of flying and chasing each other you decided to return to the village.

"I'm fucking hungry" You complained as soon as you landed. You turned to check on Hazel but you couldn't help but laugh at her messy hair.

"What?" She asked as if she didn't know what was happening.

"Nothing" You managed to articulate between laughs.

"What? My hair is funny?" She questioned you as she got dangerously close. "It's very messy, does that make you laugh? Let me fix yours." Without anticipation she launched herself at you, her hands ruffling your mop of hair while you laughed and tried to get rid of her. "C'mon baby, let's match"

"Get off of me" You said laughing.

Slowly sliding her hands through your hair she took a step back and walked away.

"Today was fun" She said with a smile "Thank you"

"Thank you for looking for me" You could see in her eyes the internal debate of whether to stay or go so you decided this was the time. "I have something to give you"

You walked towards your house laughing with both dragons following you.

Once you were at home, you went to your room to look for the gift while Hazel waited in the living room. With the box in your hand and trembling with nerves, you cheered yourself up.

"Come on, you just flew through the clouds, this is nothing" But it was all. Hazel was everything. You were pretty sure you loved her, a long time ago. And today she tried to kiss you, you weren't crazy, it had to mean something.

"Here" You handed her the brown box which she immediately began to unpack. "It's...Ummm Consider it a belated birthday present... 3 months late" You were already regretting it.

"Oh my god" Hazel took a helmet out of the box, you had decorated it with metal-tipped studs, which you knew she liked so much. Although the top was black both sides had Heimdall drawing and hand painting by you, the glasses were automatically retroactive if she pressed a button on the back.

When you noticed that she didn't react or say anything, you started to ramble. "I drew Heimdall yellow because I know he's happy to have you. Emmm... Maybe it doesn't combine with he's mount, but I can make you a new one... You know, this is what I do" You laughed uncomfortably. But you still didn't get a response. "Hazel?"

She slowly began to move the helmet between her hands. "It's... It's beautiful, I... I have no idea what to do or say"

"Nothing! You don't have to do or say anything, it's just a gift"

"It's not just a gift" She looked up at you, you had never seen her so serious. "This is the most precious thing for me from now on"

You swallowed hard, unable to break eye contact.

"I'm glad you liked it" You blurted out stupidly.

"I better go" She said as she walked towards the door, before opening it she turned again. "Thank you so much"

When the door closed you were able to breathe normally again but your heart did not stop beating strongly.

"That was—" But before you could finish the door opened again with a loud bang.

Hazel came back in, this time she walked straight towards you. When she arrived in front of you she began to open and close her mouth, searching for the right words. . "I'm not good with words but... I know you feel the same way I do, tell me I haven't misinterpreted everything, please" Nothing else was necessary, you knew perfectly well what she was referring to.

"Yes, I do, I-I feel the same"

Without saying anything else she grabbed you by the waist and brought you closer. Her hand rested on your cheek, she didn't have to ask, you just nodded in response. The first touch of lips was calm, just enjoying the moment, you could notice her soft lips, almost as if they were made of silk. You don't remember if it was you or her but someone started kissing harder. You remembered the moment at the lake, the way she touched you so delicately, here it was the complete opposite. She slid her hand behind your neck in a way that made your entire body tingle with excitement, desire. Her other hand was still resting on your waist, grabbing the fabric of your shirt as if she wanted to tear it off. Your hands were tangled in her hair, pulling from time to time causing a sound in her that you never wanted to forget. While her lips continued exploring yours, her tongue ran over your lower lip, you opened your lips slowly allowing her to lick the corner of your lips. The electricity that felt all over your body reminded you of the feeling of flying over the clouds, exciting and at the same time reassuring, as if you belonged there, on each other's lips. Your hands stopped on her chest, feeling how hard her heart was beating. Sucking the tip of her tongue you slid your hand inside her shirt, her moan sent shivers down your spine. The kiss began to calm down, ending with Hazel placing small kisses on your lips and then on your nose and then all over your face. She kissed your neck and then leaned on you.

"I was dying to do that." She laughed.

Still with your hands shaking you explored her back feeling her chills. "We have a lot to talk" Just at that moment, both Magna and Heimdall ran into the place, throwing you on the floor and licking you as if they knew what had just happened.

As you tried to get Magna off you, you were grateful to have such a lazy dragon.

[hazelchooseme]

The beginning | Hazel Callahan

You need help from the club so you are going to ask them.

English is not my first language.

this is going to be a series (hopefully)

Song recommendation: Girls Make Me Wanna Die by The Aces (Hazel coded fight me)

Enjoy 🌱

When you talked about the problem with your teacher, he recommended them to you. It's not like you haven't considered it, but they were honestly kind of intimidating. But in desperate times desperate solutions. And now you needed their help. Cheering yourself up, you opened the gym door at the same time someone fell painfully to the floor with a hollow sound.

"Suck my pussy, Sylvie!" PJ screamed at the top of her lungs.

With unsteady steps you approached them.

"Hi" you spoke with a soft voice.

They all stopped watching PJ's obscene dance celebration and turned to look at you. Even Sylvie who was still laying on the floor.

"I need your help"

"And this one?" PJ asked in confussion looking at you up and down. "Nevermind you are hot" She approached you moving her hair. "What does my lady need me for?" she asked with a flirtatious voice.

You looked around for help.

"Leave her alone" Josie pushed PJ away from you and stood in front of you. "Hi, I'm Josie, you say the you need our help?"

"I know who you guys are" You said looking around at the familiar faces.

"So you knew my name" PJ asked in a flirtatious voice, again.

"Shut up" Josie said as she pulled PJ's ponytail.

"You killed the Huntington guys" you began to explain "My ex... He's been a pain in my ass since I break up with him. He doesn't stop calling or texting me, he has even followed me to my house several times. I don't know what to do. I went to the principal but he told me I shouldn't have broken his heart"

"You want us to do the same thing that we did to those Huntington guys?" Josie asked confused.

"I'm in"

"Shut up Sylvie and get up you're going to choke on your blood" PJ looked at you with a smile "It would be a pleasure to kill for you"

"No, it wouldn't be, wait. We can't kill more people" Josie's exaggerated gestures were kind of funny but you didn't laugh. "We wouldn't even know how, that time it was an accident"

"But it was funny" Stella remembered.

"I didn't say it wasn't, cause I enjoyed it. But we can't kill people... Or more people"

"What about just hurting him" You were sure that the one who just spoke was called Hazel. "Like... Something that is not going to kill him but that is going to cause him intolerable pain"

They were silent for what seemed like minutes.

"Well, it doesn't involve murder so why not?" PJ said as the others shook their heads in approval.

"Now we are gonna end up in prison" Josie complained quietly.

"You know that men think that women are not capable of things like that, we will be fine, don't be a bitch" PJ made everyone sit on the floor "We need a plan, a strategy, something that makes us look smart."

"What about a bomb under his car" Isabel suggested.

"We cannot repeat script, boooring" The one with the ponytail complained.

"What about under his bed?" Brittany said.

"Now we are talking"

"We just said no murders" Josie shouted. "We are gonna help you just... We need time to think of something... legal"

"Boring"

Ignoring PJ Josie turned to see you "Where do you live?"

"Near the store that sells drugs and food for flamingos"

"Perfect" she clapped "Hazel will walk home with you in case your ex shows up"

"Why me?" she asked looking up.

"Because you also live near that store"

"Not so close actually"

"Hazel!"

The two had a strange staring contest where it seemed like they were communicating.

Suddenly Hazel began to nod her head, making her hair strands move in a somewhat hypnotizing way. Wait what? "Ah! that's true, I practically live inside the store, it will be fine, we can go... together. Yes. If you want, cause I want if you want. If you don't want to, that's fine too. Yes"

"Stop" Annie coughed under her breath.

"Smooth" Sylvie scoffed.

What had you gotten yourself into?

[hazelchooseme]

i have like a 100 ideas for Hazel fanfics but i'm scared cause english is not my first language 😭

[hazelchooseme]

i'm not being loud enough about how much i want her