❝IN WHICH, IT IS A COLD DECEMBER IN LONDON, AND SNOW ISN'T THE ONLY THING THAT'S FALLING. HE'S FALLING FOR HER AS WELL.❞
Will Delilah Fitch be nothing more than a dance to remember?
❝I'M DREAMING OF A WHITE CHRISTMAS❞ _________________________________
Delilah Fitch was doing things to Parker Addington.
One day she appeared like a little lost girl, and the next, she appeared like a developed wordsmith with sentences that had him melting into a puddle of goop.
The next day, it was almost as though the winds had blown Delilah into the bus, for she climbed in so effortlessly.
She smiled at Parker as she maneuvered her way over to the seat she always sat in.
Parker cursed himself. He couldn't possibly bring himself to greet her like a friend, and everyday when he saw her face, he'd forget about the hours of practise that he would have done in the morning.
Practise on how to greet her the next time she stepped onto the bus.
Pathetic, yes.
And so he coughed miserably and shuffled over to where she sat.
"Where to?"
"Why do you even bother asking?" she said, with a small laugh. She handed over the change and he felt like an idiot as he printed her ticket to Lambroke.
A comforting silence had ensued after he handed over her ticket.
They were currently driving through a quaint, interior lane that was quite narrow. The houses on either sides emanated smells of the dinners that were cooking inside.
"Smells great doesn't it?" Delilah said. She had her eyes closed and her head was rested back on the soft cushion of the seat.
Parker sniffed the air and the smell was so familiar, that's his lips split into a grin. "Smells like home."
She smiled briefly, her eyes opening up. "No wonder it smells new to me."
Parker couldn't bring himself to avert his eyes from her face. She had this ability of saying even the most saddest things with a genuine smile. Almost as if she was sad for herself, but she even more happy that you weren't in her position.
"Your mum's never, umm... she's never cooked you a d-dinner?" Parker asked.
In some ways, he was glad for the cold. His stuttering could be blamed on the weather rather than the look in her eyes.
"No. Even when she's sober. She's not much of a cook." Delilah was still smiling. And that smile was still killing Parker.
"So, when - when she's sober, she doesn't like, y - you know. She doesn't umm..." He ran a hand through his hair.
(please stop smiling)
"No she doesn't hurt me at times like that."
"Oh that's good." Parker wanted to slap himself repeatedly with a brick. Why was he embarrassing himself so much in front of her?
"I know you come from a pretty stable household." It wasn't a question, but it warranted an answer.
"Yeah, thankfully." Parker smiled, as he thought about his plump mum and his ever-smiling dad.
The Addington's didn't have much, but they had each other, and that was all that mattered.
"That's splendid," she said.
Parker braced his arm on the back of a seat as the bus trundled down a particularly bumpy road.
"Have you ever tried talking to anyone about this?" He asked.
"Think about it," she said, as she scooted forward on her seat. "If I told someone who's not close to me, they'd tell Social Services, and they'd put me in a home. And who knows what would happen to her? Jail? Prison? She wouldn't last a day in there." She tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. "Long story short, they'd separate the two of us."
"Don't you want to get away from her?"
(delilah fitch smiled again, and the stars stopped twinkling for a second)
"I love her too much to stay away from her."
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a/n
happy christmas, my loves! I hope this festive season brings you a lot of cheer and prosperity.
have you guys checked out the updated playlist / soundtrack for this book? do check it out in the 'cast + soundtrack's chapter of this book!
also, I love how some of you are telling me that this book is sad, already.
like, you guys have no idea what I have in store. this is nothing compared to that's coming up!
