The Loud House Driving Miss Hazy Novels & Stories

I mutter, my words barely coherent. I glance around and realize that I'm nowhere near my home. When I’m about to ask the driver where did he bring me, he’s already speeding away. Then, to my surprise, a familiar voice cuts through. "Marius? Is that you?" My heart stops. I turn around reluctantly and find Hazel standing at the porch of her beach house. So, this is the address I gave the driver? I wanna laugh at the cruel irony, but there’s nothing funny about it. Hazel steps closer, concern etched on her face. "You're drunk? Are you even fully healed to drink and be alone?"

Under the heavy storm, Hazel's car can be seen driving down a lonely road. She is frantically trying to keep herself from losing her composure any further. Where is she going? Hazel's POV~ I felt like my head would blow up at any minute. My kids and their safety were all I could think about. “That jerk better not lay a finger on my babies” I growled as I stepped on the gas. Not long after, my phone rang. Driiiinng! Driiiinng!

Xander Hayes The door slammed, echoing against the morning silence as I hopped from the driver's side of the Audi A8 L, Peter Monroe's preferred vehicle for transport. Three months into this job and I still can't get a hang of not being early. I guess it's just stuck with me after spending all those years in my line of work. Besides, I know firsthand not to keep bosses waiting.

Kevin-POV Hazel drove me to her house to show me the way and my responsibilities. I know this is not the best way to hit on a girl but i really am desperate. We drove through the forest and drove a couple more minutes. Why would anyone want to live surrounded by the forest?

I heard a car pull up in the premises and I looked out the window to find Hazel driving into the garage. I was shocked, not that Hazel was driving into the garage, but that the earth had gone completely dark. I checked my phone and the time was Twenty-nine minutes past 8 pm, like how the hell could time run so fast?

I quickly changed the station. I heard a soft chuckle coming from Dalon making me smile. This song is so weird. Like how can singles enjoy this one? I kept changing stations because all of them had advertisements. And finally I got one which was about to play a song. “This song is ‘drive’ by Halsey. Enjoy.” The female broadcaster said. How ironic? Drive and we’re driving. Damn the beginning is like we’re actually in a car. It makes like we’re in the music video.

" Hazel!" Crash!!!

He ran closer to the car and when he got a closer view of her, she didn’t look conscious anymore. “Kim!” He yelled and Landon stormed out of the mansion. “The drugs are here,” Landon said pushing Peter out of the way. He opened the door and tapped Kim but she wasn’t responding. “Hey, babe.” He said in tears. His face was red and Catarrh ran down his nose before he knew it. “no! This isn’t happening.” Peter said and Landon threw the drugs at the back of the car. He ran to the driver's seat, sat, and ignited the engine.

She answered it immediately, her face turning serious as she turned to Evander. Evander looked back, and seeing Hazel's serious expression, he understood and fell silent. "Alright, we'll be right there," Hazel said, then hung up. "Go, fast!" she ordered, buckling her seatbelt. "We're rallying on the streets, and I'll be your navigator!" she added with a smile. Evander got ready, buckled up, and started the car. "Where to?" Hazel winked. "To save our client from the bad guys!" she answered.

Without saying anything more, Hazel felt that her love, marriage and life had been in a mess, as if no matter how hard she tried, she could not understand what was going on. When Hanson came out of the exclusive shop, Zac was driving by. He frowned immediately when he saw him through the window.