Wish I Never Met You Chapter 2 Part 1
Wish I Never Met You
By Nikki Hearts
Chapter 2 · Part 1 — Hazel POV
When I got home, Sebastian was sprawled across my front door, his broad frame blocking the entire entrance. He held a small red rose in his hand, and from the bright, boyish grin on his face, it was apparent Gabby had let it slip that I’d finally accepted his offer for a date.
Persistent—Sebastian was that.
“I bought this on my way here.” He extended the rose toward me like it was a grand gesture.
“Oh my gosh, that’s sweet of you,” I said, unsure what else to say.
“Are you flirting with me, Hazel?” His cheeks flushed a deep red, and I had to admit it was endearing. Too bad this date wasn’t going anywhere.
“You gave me a flower. What do you expect me to say?” I teased.
“It’s the first time you’ve said something like that to me.”
“Gabby told you, right?”
“Yeah.”
“If you want something from me, tell me directly. Don’t go through her.”
He scratched his head, looking like a kid caught stealing cookies. “She said she liked me and wanted us to get married, so I asked her for a favor. But don’t worry— first and last time. I promise.”
I sighed. “That’s good. I’ll overlook it this time.”
“Thank you for finally giving me a chance. I’ll make sure our time together is unforgettable.”
“We’ll see.”
“So when is Her Royal Majesty free?”
“Friday.”
“What time?”
“Four p.m.”
He grinned like he’d won the lottery. “Friday at four it is.”
I invited him in for coffee, but he declined—work called. As he walked away, rose in my hand, a pinch of guilt settled in my chest. I didn’t want to lead him on.
The thick scent of burnt macaroni and cheese filled the air when I opened the door. Hushed conversations followed—too soft to make out.
Gabby and Zara were so wrapped up in their discussion that they didn’t notice me at first, both munching on what looked like a charred dinner.
The second they spotted me, though, the room fell silent.
They stopped talking like I’d caught them in the middle of something.
My stomach tightened.
Was Gabby hiding something from me?
Whatever it was, we were going to talk about it later.