Random One Shots (GirlxGirl)

The horse trekking incident part 2

It was 4:45 pm on Saturday. Kate was picking me up at 5:30 pm for dinner then we were going to see A star is Born at 6:45 pm. At the moment I was standing in front of my wardrobe looking through my shirts. I needed to find one that would go alright with black sweatpants. Because my ankle was still swollen I couldn't easily or comfortably put on skinny jeans. It still hurt, but I was able to put a small amount of pressure on my ankle. Although I mostly used crutches to get around. In the end I chose a Pink Floyd band tee. After putting my shirt on I hobbled over to my draws to brush my hair and put it in a simple pony tail. Then I hobbled to my bed to put on my sneakers. One shoe had to be looser then the other. Kate and I had been talking and texting all the time since Tuesday and I was pretty excited to see her tonight.

15 minutes later there was a knock at the front door. I grabbed the crutches and quickly but carefully went to answer the door. Kate's beautiful, smiling face greeted me as the door opened. Kate was wearing faded blue skinny jeans and a dark blue button down with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. She looked really nice.

"Hey," I greeted. 

"Hey, ready to go?" Kate asked.

"Yup, I just need to get my wallet and keys." 

I went to the kitchen and put my wallet and keys in my pocket before grabbing my jacket off the table. It was late November meaning it was pretty warm and the jacket probably wouldn't be needed, but it was better to be safe rather than sorry. After locking the door I followed Kate to her car. She took the crutches from me and put them in the back seat before hopping in the drivers seat.

"Sorry I don't look as nice as you, I wanted to dress up a bit but I couldn't really get anything other then sweatpants on," I explained.

Kate glanced at me before turning back to the road, "Don't worry about it, you look beautiful either way."

"Thank you, but I think you're talking about yourself."

"I don't think so," Kate replied. She tried to hide it, but she was blushing.

Kate took her hand off the wheel to brush a bit of hair out of her face. I took the opportunity to take her hand and lace our fingers together.

"Is this okay?" I asked.

Kate nodded and squeezed my hand lightly, "Who's motorbike was out the front of your house?"

"Mine, my dad never put it back in the garage. I have my motocross bike in there as well."

"What are they?"

 "The one in the driveway is a 2012 Kawasaki Ninja 650 and the one in my garage is a 2017 Husqvarna TC 250."

"So you're a motocross rider?" Kate stated, but it came out as a question.

"Yeah, since I was 5. I had an event this weekend actually, but with my ankle being hurt I couldn't go," I told her.

"Maybe I could come watch one day."

I smiled and squeezed her hand, "I would like that."

"Wait so you can ride a bike going god knows what speed, but you get nervous riding a horse?" Kate asked. Her tone was teasing so I knew she wasn't being really serious. 

"It wasn't the horse, it was the heights."

"Scared of heights?"  

"Nervous of heights," I replied as Kate pulled into a parking spot and walked over my side to get the crutches. I got out of the car and we went inside the cafe/restaurant. This place was a cafe during the day and a restaurant at night. It was right next to the movies so we wouldn't have far to go.