SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 41 - FORTY ONE

- KILLIAN -

I’ve been behind her, keeping myself out of sight while following her. Hazel walks into the girls’ bathroom.

This will be hard. I waited a bit for anyone inside to walk out and anyone to walk in. No one did. By the side of the loo is a door leading to the janitor’s room.

I walk inside, looking for a good sign. I found one. This will do. I stroll out of the janitor’s room and stood in front of the door, holding a ’Do not use, under repair’ sign.

I took a deep breath in and put the sign out, in front of the ladies’ loo and walked in. This has to be the shittiest thing I’ve done but I need to talk to her. Not doing so is driving me crazy.

The sound of running water is the first thing I heard as I entered, then I saw someone. She was washing out something from her face. I didn’t need to look twice to know it’s Hazel. I look in the mirror and my eyes widened as I caught her reflection.

She’s bleeding.

"Let me help you." I said rolling out a tissue from one of the segmented toilet and went to her.

Hazel jumped when she heard my voice till she saw me. "Oh my god, what are you doing here, have you gone nuts?!" She ask, taking a step back. Her foot is injured and that hinders her movement, much to my advantage.

I press soap into my hand, rub my fingers against each other and placed it underneath the sink to rinse off. "Stay still." I said, placing my wet hand under the hand dryer while standing in front of her. I crouched my body lower so my head is leveled with hers.

Hazel didn’t listen. "Killian you can’t just barge into the girls’ toilet like it’s nothing-" Hazel charges, shifting her torso backwards. Well she’s right, but she’s hurt. And this was the only way for me to talk to her.

Once my hand was dry, I used the hand with the tissue to hold her arm to keep her standing in a spot then took the tissue with my other hand to wipe her nose gently. "You’re not even listening to me." Hazel complains. Her voice is soft and she’s not resisting my touch anymore.

"How could you let this happen to you?" I thought out loud, keeping my voice lowered. It took me a second to realise I shouldn’t have said anything at all because she did not like it.

Hazel pushes my hand away. "Well I don’t know, I got up and saw a ball headed directly at my face and the last time I checked, my foot is bandaged!" She shot at me angrily.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you." I said, returning my hand to her arm, holding her firmer this time. Her nose bleed stopped but the blood marks are visible on the skin beneath her nose. I placed the tissue under the sink and let water run on it then squeeze it a little with my fingers. I brought the damp tissue to her face and dap her skin gently.

"Well you did!" She raised her voice. "Why are you even here anyway?" Hazel’s tone became softer. I wrap her blood stained tissues in the dry ones and dip it in my pocket. "Thank you." She muttered.

"Anytime." I responded.

The environment became silent. Neither of us said a word and even though I was staring at her eyes, she avoided mine.

"Why are you here, Killian?"

"You’re avoiding me." I stated.

"You shouldn’t be here." Hazel gasps, ignoring my words. Her eyelids are watery. I take it that it’s because her nose hurts. I squeeze my hand tighter around her arm to show support. "You’ve aided me, now leave."

"No. You’re avoiding me, Hazel. Why?" I ask. Her head is lowered but she’s not staring at me.

"It doesn’t matter." She tries to break out of my grip. I’m not letting that happen.

"Look at me." I said.

"No." Her voice is firm.

"Hazel, look at me." I made mine firmer. Hazel’s gaze met mine. At first, her brows furrowed and she glanced at each eye angrily, then slowly, the anger started drifting away. She took a deep breath.

"Need I repeat myself again? You’re avoiding me, Hazel. Why?" I ask, keeping the eye contact.

"Well, I should."

That’s not an answer. And she should? Hearing this sparks a flare in my head, I don’t even know what to reply to that.

"Don’t." I said to her and stood up straight. Now I have the benefit of the height difference. Hazel’s gaze traced mine as all through, she’s looking up at me. I let go of her arm. I want to walk away.

"Don’t? You can’t be serious." Her words changed my mind. I’ll stay and listen.

"What does that intend?"

Hazel scoffs. "You come into my life, fuck me, move to a new city like you wanted to erase every trace of our night together. Then by chance I end up moving and meet you here just to find out you’re engaged! Not to anyone else but my best friend, Killian. MY BEST FRIEND!" She screams. Hazel’s eyes reddened and she took a pause to catch her breath. "Know what sucked? You acted like you didn’t know me in front of her. That’s an asshole move but I understand that and I tried to live my life but you’re everywhere, Killian! Everywhere. One moment you act like you’re into me and the other you’re being so distant. You belong to someone else, let it stay that way. I’m moving on."

I waited, in case she has something else to say. She didn’t say anything and I sighed. I was a fool, I admit that. I didn’t want anything to do with her, I also admit that and I haven’t even gotten to know her yet and I thought I could stay away, thinking what happened between us was just something meaningless till she stayed away from me.

I swear to God, I am crazy about this woman but how can I prove that to her when I’m engaged to someone else? What do I even say?

I swallow. Staring at Hazel on the verge of crying because of me makes me sick. I haven’t even gotten to know her yet but she’s already getting hurt because of me. Kate told me to stay away. I know I’m bad for her but fuck that.

I won’t. Not now, not ever. She’s left her mark on me and I can’t believe I’m just realising this now, but I do care about her.

"You being quiet isn’t helping things, Killian. I don’t know what you want from me. Don’t make my life complicated then show up and tell me not to avoid you." Hazel croaked.

I don’t know what to say. I want to say something to end her tears yet nothing comes to mind.

"You don’t even care about me. I feel that you love having me around."

"That is not true."

"What is then?!" Hazel snapped immediately.

My fingers clenched her shoulder as I stared at her face again, I can’t have her thinking like this. "Hazel, I care about you. I won’t deny the fact that I thought I didn’t but being away from you for just a few hours when I knew you were just in front of me ruined my mind. When you’re not there, I think about you, when I sleep, you’re in my mind. It’s the same thing when I’m awake. I find myself constantly trying to forget you but I can’t! Every step of the way, I find myself drawing closer, even when I shouldn’t. I crave you, Hazel. You make me want to sin." I burst out, maintaining eye contact. I don’t know if what I said makes sense or if it helps in any way but I hope it did. She’s someone I hate seeing cry. She’s someone I hate being away from.

My jaw tightened and I took a deep breath. Hazel’s breath fans my neck and it’s making the air intoxicating.

"Say something." I whispered to her face, holding her chin up to face me.

Her lips parted as she stared in my eyes. I got consumed the moment I got this close to her. Hazel’s gaze fell on my eye, then the other. Now she looks at my lips and back in my eyes.

I heard her breathe faster. Felt every breath brush the skin of my face ferociously.

"Hazel-" I called when I felt her body stagger forward. I dip my hand between her legs and raise her up without thinking, placing her on the sink concrete to sit. My eyes lowered to stare at her foot.

I can’t believe I forgot about that for a second and let her stand on it.

"Are you okay?" I ask, running my eyes all over her body.

She nods. "Yes, I am."

I exhaled with relief. It was then I noticed my hand was under her ass, in between her legs. I gently brush my hand forward when her breath hitched.

My brows creased for a second and I felt something wet on my skin.

Oh.

I was trying so hard not to say the wrong thing to ruin my chances with this woman and she got turned on? I don’t even know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

"May I?" I ask, waiting for her to raise her hips. I felt her weight come off my hand for a second and shifted my hand out when I noticed her face. Hazel’s cheeks reddened and her lower lip is stuck between her teeth. "Unless you want me to." I say, looking deep in her eyes.

This isn’t what I had in mind when I wanted us to talk and this is the worst place to do anything with a student but forgive me if I got a little bit excited.

Her hips pressed my fingers. Her body is soft. I missed feeling her skin. "I need your consent, Hazel."

She leaned her torso forward and tilted her chin up. Her lips are directly in front of mine. Just one move forward would close the gap severing them. I felt a pinch of hesitation from Hazel when her lower lip touched mine. "Touch me. Please." She begged.

I let my thumb play with her clitoris through the linen of her underwear. My breath hitched. It’s completely soaked.

Knowing she’s this way because of me shatters every bit of doubt I had before. "Are you sure?" I ask, pushing her thong to the side, letting my finger circle her soft, needy, pussy.

"Yes." Hazel whispered breathless. I thrust two fingers in.

My dick got harder the moment my fingers were in her, sliding in and out with ease. Each time, going deeper. Hazel moaned in my ears, wrapping her arms around my shoulder. I felt her teeth

tug at my shirt. She’s trying not to moan.

That’s not happening. I want to hear her whimper. I slid another finger in.