We rode the horses in comfortable silence the whole way to the lake. Ive never ridden a horse before but I've always loved them, coming from New York there wasn't many opportunities to be with horses in the city, unless you wanted to sit in a carriage behind them in Central Park. I used to beg my mother and father to take me for lessons when I was younger, my father always promised me that he would when I was older but then when he died my mother spiralled, she could barely move out of bed never mind worry about horse riding lessons. It wasn't until a few months after my father died that someone realised things weren't ok, my teacher noticed that the clothes I wore were the same everyday, black leggings with the same old hoodie, they wore the same stains everyday and I was loosing weight fast. She reported it to the school who got Child Protective Services involved. I went into school one day and I never went back home, I was happier because I finally got proper food everyday and a different change of clothes but I wasn't happy, my father had died, I had been ripped away from my mother and I was being passed from family to family. It's a strange feeling knowing I have potentially have found my people, people I can call my family, the people that I can rely on and the people that I can now call my home.
Once we turned the final corner I seen it, no wonder he rode up here so often. It was magical, the water was almost crystal clear with flowers and greenery everywhere surrounding it. He got off his horse and helped me down, grabbing my waist but he didn't let go he just held me, the butterflies were back, we were just staring at each other and I could feel him starting to breath faster. He spun me around facing towards him, our chests touching, both of us breathing heavily. His head tilted, his gaze dropped to my mouth and he lent in, his lips slightly parted and he did it. He kissed me, I kissed him back as I ran my hands through his hair and he cupped my face with his hand and travelled down my body with the other. He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine, "I don't think you know how long I've waited to do that," I smiled and he leaned in kissing me again.
We tied our horses up near the lake so they could cool off and get some water and he grabbed my hand leading me up to the rock, he put his jacket down so I could sit on it and I looked out at the water, I turned around to him and there he was looking at me with the biggest grin I'd ever seen, "What's so funny?" "You are so beautiful, I've wanted to kiss you since the first day I saw you, you have no idea," "Cole, what about Leah? I'm not going to be one of your rebounds just soy can get back at her," "Delilah I've wanted to break up with Leah for months, I know its an awful thing to say but the only reason I was still with her was because it was easy, we both did our own thing, we barely talked, its completely over with her, I promise you." "You really want us to happen?" I asked him, "I wouldn't have kissed you if I didn't," "If this is going to happen we can't tell anybody," "Why?" he asked me, "Do you really think that your mom and dad would be happy to find out that 2 teenagers who both live under their roof have something going on between them," "Fair point," he laughed. He lent in and kissed me again, I felt the rush of adrenaline, oh god what was I getting myself into.
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𝑀𝑒𝒶𝓃 𝐼𝓉- Cole Walter
FanfictionDelilahs life changed forever the day she was adopted, going from home to home ever since she was 7 years old she truly believed she was alone until she met the Walters. Especially Cole...