Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
'Left hands free, and your rights in grip'
𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐇 𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 sandy shores of Kildare, where the sun kisses your skin and secrets linger in the salty air. In her hand, she had the latest vogue magazine and a pornstar cocktail. She had honey blonde hair that sat so perfectly along her chest. Lilah had the most perfect Bambi eyes and a bright smile that made the boys in Kildare Academy swoon over her.
Although almost every boy had a crush on her, Lilah didn't care. She'd walk the halls of Kildare academy in her tiny plaid skirt and tanned legs with a stack of books in her arms. Her pony tail would swing in synchronisation with her hips. She had the most perfect body ever. Perfectly tanned too.
She knew she could get almost any boy she wanted. But she wasn't interested. She'd rather stay at home watching movies, going shopping with Sarah or dance. Dancing was her way way of expressing herself. To others, ballet slippers were just shoes, but to her, they were the key to her soul. She spilled it all out onto the dance floor. That's why she was Miss Nationals 2 years in a row, before she quit for volleyball. She still dances from time to time. If she finds time. She'd spend her days with all the other kooks in the country club.
It also helped that Rafe would beat any guy up who even touched her, even when Rafe and Lilah went on one of there many breaks.
No one could really describe what Rafe and Lilah had. It was special. There was a very simple formula. They'd be good for months, Rafe would fuck up, they'd go on a break, they'd fuck to make up, and scene.
It got too hot on the beach for Lilah to tan so she picked up her beach bag in her arm and skipped back to the Sarah's house, wiping the sweat off her forehead before Rafe saw her.
She walked in and threw her bag down on the couch and began looking for Sarah. When she saw Rafe Cameron and his friends in the living room, she twirled her honey hair in her freshly manicured fingers and made her way over. She stepped in the house and walked past the couch to the garden. Adjusting her bikini slightly and fixing the loose curl in her hair with her fingers. She could immediately feel Rafes eyes on her.
"I'll be right back.." Rafe mumbled, pushing himself up from the couch and walking into the garden. "Hey lily" he smiled.
"Hey Rafe."
"you look good.." he smiled again. A sweet smile. Placing his hand on her cheek, he brushed her hair behind her ear, kissing her jaw softly.
"I gotta go Rafe" she smiled, her face being smushed by his hands.
