5

HAZY

Leo wrapped his arm around my waist, his entire body stiff as if he knew he didn't want to do that. So he quickly retracted his arm as Jemma starts talking.

"Okay, we are only here for 1 1/2 weeks, so we have to make it count. Today we are going to the brunch at Lemon's with the Waters," she says and I swallow.

The Waters are the people who used to own this beach house, and they loved it so much they bought a new house around here and sold this one. It's this fifty year old guy who hated his life and his twenty eight year old girl, they have two kids, this eight year old boy, and their 17 year old son, Haze.

Though his real mom died and he is now stuck with a girl who was eleven when he was born, he is the sweetest person. He has curly brown hair and is super tall, not as tall as Leo who is 6'4" or something crazy that makes him taller than everyone, but he was probably like 6'1".

I loved Haze, me and him always got along well, but Leo hates Haze, like purely despises him.

"Tomorrow you guys have a free day, then two beach days. After that we are going to the Strawberry fields in Fulmark, the last few days we have our open days, if you find something you want to do, do it. This is Jace's last beach house vacation before college so make it count!" She says and Rose woos, I just smile and laugh at her.

"Rose?" I ask while laughing and she shrugs, laughing too, "What ?" She asks, which just makes me laugh harder.

Leo just stares at his intertwined hands though, he protects this family, well mostly me and Rose but he protects us and he's never liked the idea of leaving, especially for college.

"Calm down girls, it wasn't in any way funny." Jemma says and me and Rose just start our laughing fit all over again. My entire body vibrates as I lean back onto Leo.

He swallows, grabbing my waist and whispering in my ear, "You won't be laughing anymore if you keep doing that." He says lowly and my eyes go wide as I turn my body towards him.

"I don't want to know what my son just said, but go get something fancy on for brunch with the Waters." She demands, and when I get up she walks over to me, "You are probably gonna be spending time with Haze I assume so you can just leave with him after the brunch and we'll meet you back here when you get home." She says and I smile, "Okay, I love you Jemma." I scream as I walk into Leo's room.

He has all of my clothes in his room since I put my bags in there, and when I walk in he's buttoning up a pair of black jeans. No matter the weather he is always wearing either jeans or sweatpants.

"You ever heard of knocking?" He asks and I shake my head, "I've heard of it, I just don't believe in it. You hiding something in here?" I ask with a raised eyebrow, digging through my bag and finding a dress. I guess I have to be well dressed and presentable to meet Haze again, but I did want to be cute after my mini glow-up.

I mean....

I have boobs now!!!!

I pick out this short white, off the shoulder romper with red flowers all over it and a gold necklace with a pink crystal at the end. 

I turn around to look at him as he speaks, still without a shirt, "Only you." He says and I scoff, "Okay, Leo." I say with a chuckle as I turn back around and look for shoes.

"Oh does lil' Roxy not have a comeback?" Leo judges and I turn my head to his, "Or do my abs make you not think straight?" He asks and I look at him with a raised eyebrow, "oh I'll promise you the only thing that makes me not think straight is hottie Haze." I say and he growls.

"Not funny, Roxy." He says and I roll my eyes, "Yea I could say the same for you." I say and he runs up towards me, picking me up and throwing me onto his bed.

I giggled, screaming a little. "Don't be rude to me, Roxy. You won't like what happens.." he says as he stands over me, dragging his fingers along my soft skin.

"what are you gonna do, Leo. nothing?"

He covers my mouth with his hand, his eyes staring into mine, he swallows. "wouldn't you like to know?" Before pushing my face back to expose my neck.

His lips kiss my neck in a few places before he stands up quickly, wiping his red lips with the back of his hand and turning away from me.

What the fuck..

I don't know.. I felt like those were different then the kisses on the forehead..

"I'm not telling anybody I kidnapped you." He said out of nowhere, picking me up and I squeak, "What?!"

He grabs his phone, wallet, and keys off the nightstand, grabbing a shirt and throwing me over his shoulder.

I couldn't see much except the exceptional view of ass I was getting. Splendid. Simply delicious.

He opened the door outside and ran to the rental cars we bought. "STOP!!! I'm not dressed or presentable! We have brunch soon! My breath stinks and you and I both know my morning breath could kill the immune." I start listing off reasons but he just throws me in the passenger seat of his car and I screech.

He puts the seatbelt over me and I run a finger through my hair, "Why?" I ask and he shrugs, "I got bored." He explains, moving up to the front and turning the keys.

"We're gonna go buy some new beach stuff and then I'm gonna take you to Lemon's, you can change in the car." He explains and I growl, "So you just wanted to take me on your errands and then see me naked?"

"I guess, sure." He says, unsure himself and I rolls my eyes, "Just get your sister! I need to get ready. That's what little sisters are for." I say, pouting and he shakes his head.

"Not worth it. Little sisters ain't it. But...... I have you and you're a little less annoying so here we are." He says as he pulls out of the driveway and we begin our descent to the store.

It's not that far, so in my head I have taken a vow of silence to not speak to him inside of this car. He's a dick and he will get what he deserves.

"So... why are you not talking to me?" He asks when we are about halfway there and I move my legs away from him and towards the window.

"Oh hohoho, I see the game we are playing." He says and I shake my head. He smirks at me.

God I love that smirk, I mean it's addictive. He's attractive and it just makes him look even more so.

The definition of smirk is:

Smile in an irritatingly smug, conceited or silly way.

It shouldn't make me feel the way it does.

My heartbeat's pace quickens as I swallow, turning my head away from looking at his wonderful side profile. Imagine having a good side profile..... stupid attractive people get all the good things.

that's the entire point-

SHUT UP

"You give me the silent treatment every time I didn't say happy birthday to you when I woke you up on your birthday, you think I don't know how to get you to talk?" He asks smugly and I growl, "Well it's because that's the only time I don't have to wake you up if I'm at your house, or it's the only time I have a nice birthday if it's at my house." I say, even though it's a lie. There is so much more to it.

"Welp, there it is, bring up old arguments. Your stubborn ass can never allow me to think I'm right, even if I am." He says and I furrow my eyebrows and pout.

"And also because every time you're in the front seat of my car you lean in really close and fiddle with the radio like you have any idea how to do it, when really you just want to turn the knobs on my radio. But don't forget the fact that you are blind, so you squint really hard and can't see anything up close, you always forget I bought you a pair of glasses to leave in the car since you always forget your glasses." He says and my heart tickles....

Looks like somebody is trying to mess with it.

"You know it's really exhausting to remember you're blind 24/7. I just wanna be able to see." I say, "Is that to much to ask?"

"Yes. When you are Roxanne Rosinchy everything is too much to ask." He says and I roll my eyes as we pull in to the parking lot.

I sigh, "I don't have the time to accept that you're right." I say, leaning back in my chair as he turns into a parking space, his arms moving quickly and skillfully.

"Well lets go." He says and I sigh, getting up as we get into the sidewalk, the key strap hanging out of his pocket as he walked.

..that's kinda hot.

"One second." I mumble, taking off my pajamas and putting on my clothes while he watches through the window, his hands in his pocket and his face going red.

"What exactly are we getting?" I ask as I get out and he shrugs, sticking a hand in his pocket. "Mom just said we needed some new things, so just whatever we can find."

I giggle, looking up at him and grabbing his arm, batting my eyelashes, "Can we get purple? I looove purple." I say and his breathing becomes ragged for a second, his mouth hanging open and his eyes staring into mine. He bites his lip a little, as his muscles tense around the spot I grabbed and my heart beats quicker.

When I touch him it's like a shock, a wave of electricity and energy and excitement runs through my body all at the same time.

He finally takes a deep breath and mumbles, "Fuck," before he moves his head away from looking at me as we walk in the store. "Of course, Baby." He says, calling me baby, making the muscles in my stomach tense, which waves throughout  my entire body until it leaves, and I'm left with this feeling of excitement and wonder.

I smile a little and look down at the ground, slowly grazing my finger lightly against his arm as I travel down, and eventually drop down to my side again.

As we walk in we see a bunch of items for the beach to our right, it's normally a seasonal place where you get all the holiday things, but the closest holiday is in two months.

I rush over and he chuckles, walking over calmly as I look at the many purple beach towels they have for me. "Aren't you glad I took you now?" He asks as he leans against the wall, and I chuckle and shake my head.

"I'm glad... okay? fine." I say and his smirk grows wider. I hmph and look over at him, changing the subject as my eyes travel over his outfit. His black jeans and vertical striped black and white shirt was cute.

"What's your favorite color?" I ask and he squints at me with a confused smile, "Are you really asking me that, Roxy?" He asks and I roll my eyes, "Come on! Pleeeeease?" I quiz, giving him puppy dog eyes, and his entire body tenses as he looks at me, "guess..." he demands lowly, not really paying attention too much to my voice as he stares all over me.

"Green? Like a dark emerald Green with black? You'd look good in that." I shot back the last part lowly, as I pick out a few purple beach towels with black purple vines draping across one side.

"Yea, actually." He says with a chuckle and my entire body twists towards him, "Really?" I ask excitedly and he nods, my body doing its own thing as I jump into a hug with him, squeezing his body as hard as possible. I want to keep this as long as possible even if he isn't hugging me back.

He never hugs me back, like never, unless it's in his room before we go to bed, or in my room before he goes to bed, because he always checks on me. He comes into my room and goes over to me, looking around and getting a book and my reading glasses out for me in case I can't sleep. He gets me milk or water, and he hugs me, kisses my forehead and sometimes lays there with me so I can tell him new facts that I learned about flowers and vines, ferns, bushes, everything.

But when I pull back with a sad look he mumbles, "Fuck it." Lowly before wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me up squeezing me as close to him as possible.

I dig my head into his neck and smile against it, my fingernails scratching his back softly and getting engulfed in his scent of pine and sweet sugar.

I can feel his happiness radiate off of him as I jump off and smile at him, that is before I throw five beach towels at him and scurry over to the other side of the beach things. I can hear his chuckle, even despite how deep and unnoticeable it was.

"Do you think we need beach chairs? I think we need beach chairs." I say without hesitation in between the two sentences, not letting him answer.

"Why are you like that?" He asks and I furrow my eyebrows at him, confused. "Well you have two different personalities, you either are very quiet and sarcastic or like you are now, energetic and easily excited and pleased." He explains and I shrug.

"Come on, you still love me." I point out and he licks his lips, "Never said I didn't." He says lowly and a blush immediately takes over my face.

"See! You're blushing even though you're other personality would've made a comeback or something!" He says and I roll my eyes, "When did you notice everything about me?" I ask and he shrugs, "Since I can remember." He says and I smile a little, looking at a display beach chair and laying down on it.

"We need this." I say and he chuckles, but it slowly dies off as his eyes slowly travel to above me. "Leo?" A deep voice asks and his jaw clenches as I turn around.

"Haze?!" I ask, seeing his familiar curly brown hair and jumping up, "Wow, Roxy!?" He asks and Leo growls, "Rox." He corrects and Haze hmphs, "What's his deal?" He asks and I shrug, "Everything. All the time." I say and he chuckles, "Same." As I jump into his arms.

He picks me up by my thighs and wraps my legs around his torso, "I didn't think I would see you until like," he checks his watch and stares into my eyes, "An hour from now, at the earliest."

He says and I look back at a disappointed Leo, staring at the towels I threw on him, his eyes empty and my heart burns. I jump off of Haze and walk towards Leo.

When Haze is here everything is just so....

Hazy with Leo.

He acts like a different person, kinda like he's jealous, but what is he jealous of? He has everything that Haze doesn't!

except me.

And I want him to be jealous.

So I lean my head on Haze's shoulder.