SimBaz Short Fic Starter

Aria Lillard
Jul 23, 2017 · 2 min read

He was looking at me again, and maybe I was looking at him. It was hard not to look at Baz when he was staring at you. All grey eyes and massive widow’s peak. You would either feel hunted or violated, and right now, I was feeling both. Stop staring at me.

Even after Greek ended and I was walking down the stone hallway at a quickened pace did his eyes still follow me. If he didn’t stop soon, I was probably going to go off. I could already feel the magic licking up at the insides of my stomach, getting ready to explode and blow a hole into wall of the potion’s classroom.

“Don’t look so angry, Snow.” He was suddenly behind me. “It wrinkles up your face.” I moved a bit of honey-colored hair from my eyes and glared at him.

“Get your head out of your arse, Baz. You aren’t important enough to make me angry anymore. Stop being so full of yourself.” This made his face turn into that of a predator, his teeth bared in a snarl.

“You’re the one with his head in his arse, Snow. Where do you get off on talking to me like that? I’m more important than you’ll ever be.” I scoffed at him and shook my head.

“I’m sorry, Baz. I didn’t know you were the Chosen One.” Baz grabbed my wrist and dragged me to an empty classroom, then pinned me against the wall. His hands went on either sides of my head so that they could hold me there. I was caged in.

“I’m not. I’m the one who fucked the Chosen One.” I blushed darkly and elbowed his stomach.

“Aleister Crowley, Baz! Don’t say that out loud! Someone could hear you!” He smiled and pecked my cheek, no longer having to put up a facade for the people outside.

“No one is going to hear me, Simon. No one but you.”

[In regards to the beautiful novel, ‘Carry On’ by Rainbow Rowell]

Aria Lillard

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