You're The Only Hope For Me

In that moment Haze confirmed her feelings for Frank.
Fireworks were exploding inside her stomach and her head, and she couldn’t believe this was actually happening. Her initial shock at his action hadn’t lasted for even a second and now she finally realised the real meaning of being alive.
The difference between breathing and living.
The world in sharp focus, the keenness of her senses and the feel of his lips against her own – warm and soft, with the cold metal of his lip ring. Her heart felt like it was running a marathon and was beating loudly in her ears.
Frank’s tongue pushed at her lower lip before gently biting it and a moan escaped her lips, she did the same back and felt his tongue roll over her own. She felt breathless, but in a different way from what she’d ever experienced before. The butterflies in her stomach were still as strong as ever.
He touched her face with his hand and caressed her cheek; her skin tingled wherever he touched it. In turn, she brought her hand round to the back of his head and ran her fingers through his soft black hair. His other hand reached round her back, just above her waist and he pulled her in closer to him. She teased his hair between her fingers and moved her other hand so it joined the first, then closed her eyes.
He moved his hand from her face round to the back of her head and ran it through her hair, almost making her sigh in pleasure. She brought her left hand down slightly and traced his spine with it, he moaned and pulled her even closer, closing his eyes.
Hazel was so close to him that she could feel the heat radiating from his skin. She enjoyed this closeness, it made her feel warm and loved, but it also excited her in a way which she was new to. Without realising she was doing it, Hazel pressed harder against his lips and Frank reacted with more lip biting.
Her body seemed to melt like ice as his hand that was in her hair moved and joined the other one around her waist, her entire being almost exploded. His tongue pushed harder against hers and Hazel felt like the world tilted on its axis.
Yeah, she had kissed someone before and not enjoyed it very much, but not like this. This time she actually felt something, it was like she subconsciously responded to a stimulus and fuck, it felt amazing. Hazel felt like she could take on the world and win, strength seemed to flow into her body and she sat up straighter, kissing him even firmer than she was.
God, he could probably hear her heart it was beating so loudly.
It was just so hot, kissing him, Hazel had fantasised about it for the past day or so, especially that night when she couldn’t get him off her mind, but she hadn’t imagined it’d be this good. She could feel him against her, his lips on hers, his tongue in his mouth. She could hear him moaning as he kissed her, and she could hear her own sighs of pleasure.
Eventually he broke off, she wished he hadn’t and immediately felt awkward for thinking like that.
Frank grinned his amazingly sexy grin, shit how it was even possible to be that attractive was beyond her, and cupped her face in his hands.
She smiled back and he smiled even wider, his eyes met hers and she felt the familiar jolt in her stomach as she stared into their stunningly gorgeous depths.
“Oh my fucking god, Hazel” He said, still smiling widely at her and pulled her onto him so that her head was on his shoulder and she was almost sitting on his lap.
“You are wonderful,” Hazel said faintly, although she was far from tired, “Just amazing.”
He laughed and she felt his muscles tense then ease beneath her cheek.
He put his arm around her and held her tightly, still as gently as ever though as he said “Oh my fucking god, Hazel, you’re beautiful.”
They fell asleep like that and Hazel woke up with a smile on her face. She didn’t remember zoning out, but she was pretty sure she fell asleep with a smile on her face also. She probably smiled all the way through the night while she was sleeping she was that happy.
She thought back to the reason why she was happy and her already wide smile strained to get larger. She looked up at Frank and he was obviously awake as he beamed back at her, he seemed as happy as she was.
Hazel wanted to say something, but she had no idea what to say so she just kept smiling up at Frank until he eventually laughed.
“Hazel, you are beautiful, but you are also batshit crazy if you don’t mind me saying!”
Hazel laughed as she extracted herself from Frank’s arms and stretched, “Same could go for yourself, if you don’t mind me saying!”
Frank leant over and picked up the photo album, it was still on the same page as it had been last night. Frank stared at it for a few moments as Hazel stood up.
“You’re right.” He suddenly said.
“Huh?” Hazel turned back to look at him.
“You’re right.” Frank repeated, “I should do it.”
“Do what?” Hazel tried to direct her thoughts to follow his.
Frank tore his gaze away from the picture of himself and Gerard and looked at Hazel, “I’m gonna call him. I’ll ask to see him again, you’re right; this’d be a stupid way to lose him.”
Hazel smiled, “Good! Just go for it! He’s lovely so he won’t refuse, I know it!”
“On one condition though.” He looked at her with his beautiful eyes, wide and innocent.
“Yeah?” Hazel tried not to be drawn into his eyes, and failed miserably.
“You come too.” Frank smiled up at her, a slightly sly look upon his face.
Hazel laughed, “Yeah, yeah of course I’ll come too. Moral support for Frankie!”
He laughed and she held out her hand to help him up. He took it but instead of her helping him up, he pulled her down onto the sofa with him due to his strength. They both stayed there, giggling uncontrollably.
Eventually Frank got up, pulling her with him.
“Right,” He stretched, “I have some dogs to feed. You could go pretend to be a good girl and make us some breakfast, you know where to find the fridge and the rest is self-explanatory!”
“Okay.” She giggled and practically ran to the kitchen.
In her happiness Hazel burnt the eggs and almost ruined the frying pan. At one point the black smoke coming from the oil set the smoke alarm off! Frank came running inside to see what had happened, and the look of concern on his face was enough to set her off giggling again.
After almost setting fire to the fat, Hazel put the blackened food onto plates and Frank joined her for the consumption.
“I don’t recognise this dish,” He said, pulling a mock disgusted face, “Is it a new type of vegetable or something?”
“I’ll call it a frazzled egg, because fried is just too mainstream!” Hazel shot back and burst out laughing at her lame come-back.
Frank just shook his head at her, trying not to laugh but after a moment giving in. “I don’t know how to respond to that. I don’t even think it’s possible actually.”
Hazel laughed harder at that and Frank joined in. She didn’t know if this was actually a relationship or a one-off kiss, but whatever it was, she definitely liked it. Her feelings for Frank were strong, she knew that much now, and she was beginning to suspect he might, just might, have feelings for her. She shivered in excitement internally, imagining what it could lead to if her suspicions were correct.
She smiled at Frank and he smiled back, he looked so good when he smiled. His eyes crinkled a little and there were dents at the corners of his mouth. His hair hung over one of his eyes slightly, and all in all, he was just stunning.
“Stop staring at me!” He laughed, “It means I can’t silently observe you without you noticing!”
Hazel laughed again and sipped at her tea whilst taking care not to break eye contact with him or blink, yeah, maybe life wasn’t that bad after all.

Notes

I don't know much about love and all so idk if this is any good or nah but hey!!
....suddenly le shorter chapter appears! o.O
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