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A/N: Sorry part ⅓ and 3/3 are longer than 2/3 . It's not because I don't like Peter, (I love Peter,) I just have a hard time writing fighting scenes, especially between couples. Also, this one is going to be modern because it will make the storyline more believable. Alright! On with the oneshot:

Modern Preference: Your first kiss

Y/N's POV

"Ed, I'm bored." I complained, locking my phone and tossing it on my bed. My best friend/crush Edmund was over today. We had already finished homework that was due on Monday and hadn't planned anything else for the day. It was 11:00 on Saturday and he was staying for dinner. We had hours.

"Well," Ed said, scrolling through his Instagram next to me on my bed," how about you show me your horse?"

"Oh my gosh. How did I forget that?" I said, standing up. Me and my family lived on a piece of land not far from the city. We had had horses that each of us, my parents, brother and I, show in competitions. I'm the only one who shows English. (A/N: Sorry for all of the horse terms! I'm speaking from experience here, so trust me!) I had been wanting to show Edmund my horse, but I never got around to it. He might just want to see it, but I have something else planned.

I walked over to my closet were my breeches were hanging up. Closing the door behind me, I grabbed some black ones and changed into them. I decided to keep my 'Music Is My Escape' tank top on since it was just a casual ride. I grabbed my black tall boots and put them on. I opened the closet doors and stepped out, going in front of my mirror to put my hair in a side braid.

"What are you doing?" Edmund asked.

"Putting my hair into a braid." I smiled. He sighed, face palming.

"That's not what I meant." He replied."Aren't those the pants and boots you wear for riding?" He questioned. I stifled laughter.

"You pay that much attention to my Instagram photos?" I accused. Edmund had never been to any of my shows and had only seen my riding gear in my social media photos. A light dusting of pink settled on his cheeks, making me laugh. "Yes, these are the things I wear for riding." I finished tying my hair back and grabbed my phone. "You ready?" I asked him, hands on my hips.

"Sure." He replied. He grabbed his phone, put it in his pocket and followed me out the door.

"Okay," I started as we walked to the barn," What do you know about horses?" I asked. I opened the barn door, with difficulty.

"Um..." I took his lack of an answer as an answer.

"Alright. The basic thing is don't walk behind them. Don't make too loud of a noise, or they might spook. Don't touch anything. Let me do the rest." I explained. Edmund nodded and followed me to the first stall on the right, which enclosed a midnight black mare.

"Ed, meet my horse, Tumblr." I announced, smiling. He burst out laughing, cause Tumblr to raise her head from her feed.

"You named her Tumblr?" He asked, calming down. I nodded and he smiled. "You are such a nerd." I grinned at that. I took it as a complement.

"Ok, so now I'm going to open the stall door, go in and put her halter on." I cautioned. I grabbed the halter and put it on my arm while I opened the door. Being the great horse she is, Tumblr raised her head and let me slip the halter on with ease. I moved my grip to the lead rope and lead her to the cross ties. I hooked her up on both sides.

"Ed, can you grab my brush box?" I asked, patting a bit of Tumblr's mane into place.

"Where is it?" He retorted.

"It's in my locker. Where else?" I taunted. But really, where else would it be?

"You act like I knew that." He said. I rolled my eyes. I pretend like I don't like it, but Edmund's sarcasm is the most endearing thing about him. Some people find it annoying, like his older brother, Peter, but I don't take Ed's jokes personally. They are absolutely hilarious, and only add more good traits to his amazing personality. Along with his quiet kindness. And-

"Y/N." He said, shaking my shoulder.

"Oh," I said, taking the brush box from him," Sorry."

"Okay, are you ready?" I asked Edmund much later. We had finished brushing my dark mare and I was putting her equally black tack on. He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Ready for what?" He asked. I gestured towards Tumblr and she moved her head up and down once as though she was nodding. Edmund shook his head, backing up into my brother's horse, Jackson's stall. Jackson neighed and trashed his head.

"Ed!" I snapped as I finished buckling Tumblr's girth. "Don't spook the horses."

"Ready for what?!" He reiterated.

"Let's go for a ride!" I beamed.

"On her?" He nodded to Tumblr. I nodded, taking off her halter and switching it with her bridal.

"Both of us?" I paused. For some reason, I hadn't thought of that. I decided to play it cool.

"Sure! We're best friends, why not?" I chided smoothly. It's not that I wanted to be that close to him, I did, but it was going to make it extremely awkward. What have I gotten myself into?

"Alright, I'm going to walk her to the mounting block, then I'll have you get on. I'll get on in front of you." I honestly didn't know how this was going to work, as I'd never ridden with someone.

After a fair bit of struggling, both Edmund and I were safely on Tumblr. I fell off a couple of times trying to get in front of him. One time I almost fell, but Ed wrapped his arms around my torso, effectively helping me stay in the saddle.

"Do you want to go to the woods?" I asked. I really liked the woods, mainly since my parents, nor brother, knew where they were.

"Um, sure." He answered. Ed was still holding onto the cantle, the back part of the saddle. I could tell he was uncomfortable and stiff like that. I didn't do anything though. He would probably lurch forward when Tumblr started cantering.

I kicked Tumblr forward and she immediately started cantering. As I predicted, Edmund threw himself into my body, wrapping his arms around my torso and burying his face into my neck from behind. I stopped Tumblr quickly. I didn't want to continue if Ed was scared.

I leaned my head atop his, putting a hand on his knee."Hey," he was shaking,"Are you okay? We can stop if you want." He shook his head, but I could feel tears dripping down my shoulder. "Ed." I put my other hand on were his hands were clasped in front of me. I gently rubbed his hands and knee, trying to calm him down. I don't know where this confidence boost came from, but might as well use it. "Hey, Ed, let's go back to the barn, ok? I'm sorry. I shouldn't have forced you to ride. I didn't think it would scare you this much."

"It's alright, Cowgirl.(A/N: Oh look! A wild explanation-from-another-chapter-appeared!) Can we just," sniffle," go back?" He asked. I could feel his warm breath on his neck. I knew this wasn't the right time, but I shivered. His eyelashes batted against my skin and I tried to pretend my crush wasn't inadvertently giving me butterfly kisses.

"Y-yeah. Yeah, of course." my voice cracked. I kicked Tumblr into a walk, hoping it would be better than cantering.

"Why did I do that?" I whisper yelled to myself, taking off my black mares tack. We had gotten to the barn a few minutes ago, and Edmund said he was going to go to the washroom to freshen up.

Why had I cantered? I would have been scared to Hades if the first time I rode a horse, it ran full speed. I made him break down. I messed everything up. He probably doesn't want to be friends anymore. I screwed up. Bad.

"Do what?" A deep voice asked from behind me. I froze, almost dropping Tumblr's saddle. I put the saddle on the saddle mount, drawing in a deep breath. I turned around and saw a disheveled Edmund. His face was now free of tears, but his wavy hair was messed up, as though he'd run his hands through it.

"I shouldn't have made Tumblr canter at first." I said, stroking Tumblr's mane. She nuzzled her head into my head, desperate for more lovings. "I should have started off at a walk. Then you wouldn't have been frightened. I don't know why I did that. Why would I do that? I should have been careful. I shouldn't have pressured you into riding. We could be watching Sherlock right now. You would be figuring out the killer extremely quickly and I would laugh and try to deny it even though I know you're right, but I'm not gonna admit it because you're face when you find out you're right and I'm wrong is the cutest thing." I gasped, not only for air, but because of what I just said. "See! There I go again. Doing things I shouldn't." I scolded myself aloud. I had been staring at Tumblr this whole time. I looked over to see Edmund's reaction.

Ed's cheeks were flooded with a pink color. He was wringing his hands, something he did when he was nervous. He ears were red, something that happened with he was embarrassed. His dark eyes, however, held something else. Something in between love and passion. I shook my head. I was probably imagining it. Wishing it.

"I'm sorry Ed." I said. I went back to Tumblr's saddle, unbuckling the girth from underneath the flap. Before I could finished the first buckle, someone's hands were on my waist and they were pushing my body against the wall with theirs.

"Y/N, ever since I met you in graphic design class, I liked you. Your take-things-with-a-grain-of-salt personality fits perfectly with my annoying sarcastic one. You're the only one who understands and puts up with me, and I'm sorry for not expressing these feeling sooner." Edmund ranted. His chocolate eyes bore into my E/C ones. No one had ever looked at me the way Ed was looking at me right now. Little did he know, I could be annoying and sarcastic too.

"So what are you gonna do about it?" I teased. He smirked one last time before pressing his lips against mine.