Chapter Twenty-Three.

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Autumn-

I sat with my back leaning against the fence, far away from the music and drunks.

I had a red plastic cup in my hand but I hadn't taken a sip yet.

"You have a thing for backyards." Ryder stated coming over to me.

I laughed, it's true.

He took a seat beside me.

"I told you I don't like parties, so if you see me at one i'll be as far away from the music and people as possible."

This time he laughed, "then whats the point in coming?" he asked.

I dangled the plastic red cup in front of him.

"We both know that's not the reason." he pointed at the cup.

Yeah, I could get this at home.

"Fine!" I sighed in defeat.

To be honest I didn't try hard to resist telling him the truth.

"Usually, a person makes me come, or I come for a person." I explained.

He nodded with a smile on his face.

I couldn't seem to stop smiling myself.

"Are you going to kiss me already?" I asked impatiently.

I decided to face my demons.

His head shot round to look at me, he was utterly shocked, I giggled at the look on his face.

He was searching my eyes to see if I was joking or not, much to my disappointment, I wasn't.

"It depends, are you going to remember it this time?"

I laughed knowingly, he leaned back to get a good look at my whole body, I was giggling uncontrollably.

He obviously wasn't expecting the reaction I was giving him.

His eyes narrowed, "you remember!" he accused.

I smirked "guilty"

"You little devil." he shook his head with a small grin.

"So, are you?" I questioned him.

My eyes dared him to, I wanted to see if he would have the guts.

Would he kiss me when I'm completely sober? Or is it just a drunk thing?

He laughed, "you are crazy miss McKay."

"Good, being sane seems no fun." I smirked.

He wasn't going to, he was trying to get out of it.

I don't know if I should be relieved or disappointed.

But then an idea came to mind, i brought out my phone.

Kiss me.

As i sent the message his phone dinged and he brought out his phone to see.

Before I could process what was happening his lips crashed into mine.

How dramatic.

I pulled away for a breath of air, "this is such a bad idea."

"Who cares." he stated and brought my lips back to his.

Good point.

I stopped thinking about everything and focused on the moment.

The undoubtably incredible and wonderful moment.

I could stay like this forever, just me and him.

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