Hazel's POV
His lips are tender against mine. I don't stop him. I don't know if I want this or I don't know if I don't want this. But I just don't stop me. You can all go ahead and call me a hoe but that is going to change nothing.
But when his hands trace circles on my waist and his lips feel like they are ready to explore all my face, that is when I pull away.
"I am sorry" we both say at the same time.
"Well, what are you sorry for?" Again, we both ask each other in unison.
And then we both awkwardly laugh and I stand up to leave. He doesn't stop me. Okay. I just wave at him shyly and walk to the front door.
"Good night" I whisper.
"Hey! It wasn't a weak moment. I really mean every word that I said earlier" he says and I turn around to see him.
"Alright. I don't want to t
