When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E130

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When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E130

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 130

“Only to you,” I replied while he laughed.

~~~

“Why are there so much people here?” I asked Jonah

as he shrugged.

“I don’t know; I don’t live in this town,” Jonah

shrugged as we looked around at the large groups of

people. I’m pretty sure that a high school took a field

trip here because there seemed to be a bunch of

stray teenagers walking around.

Jonah and I approached the Ferris wheel. He looked

down at me, squeezing my hand a bit tighter. “I

hope you’re not scared of heights.”

“In your dreams, Davis,” I stated as we got in line.

Only a few people were in line, most of them in

groups and pairs of friends and the rest were

couples. I didn’t know which one Jonah and I fit into.

I mean, are we still dating? We hold hands, like we

are right now, and he kisses me on the cheek. We

also hug for long periods of time but we’ve never

had real kisses and we don’t speak about our

‘relationship.’

As we boarded the small cart, I decided that now

wasn’t the time to ask him. “You’re thinking about

something, aren’t you?”

“Aren’t we always, technically?” I asked Jonah.

He shrugged. “It seems as if some people don’t.”

This remark earned a laugh from me.

As the cart moved up, Jonah stare at the bottom,

watching as the people shrunk. “I know this is cliché

and all, you know, taking you to the carnival on your

birthday and then going on a Ferris wheel but I

promise that I have more plans.”

I shrugged. “I think it’s sweet.”

Jonah frowned. “Most girls would be upset that I

wasn’t more original.”

And cue the most overused line in history of all

females. “I’m not like most girls.”

Jonah chuckled. “That’s because you’re a man,

right?”

I punched his shoulder and laughed as he started to

chuckle. We maintained eye contact before I looked

away, my face red. I hate how he makes me blush

just by looking into my eyes. I hate how he doesn’t

realize the full effect that he has on me and how I’m

hopelessly falling for him.

~~~

“Look, it’s bumper cars!” I pointed out. I was

currently drinking my weight (which was a lot, trust

me) in soda. Jonah was holding my hand in his own,

swinging them casually. He looked in the direction I

was pointing and looked at me.

“You want to crash my car into the wall, don’t you?”

he asked, amusement clear on his face.

I nodded as I sipped the drink. “You know me so

well.”

We walked over to the colorful cars and I let go of

his hand and ran to the purple car. “I call the purple

car!”

“I call the blue car, not that it matters,” Jonah replied

as he gave the ticket lady our tickets. He walked over

and sat in the blue cars. We put on our seatbelts and

waited for the lady to turn on our cars. I laughed

evilly as the lady turned on the bumping vehicles and

we slowly started moving forward.

Once the cars were fully on, I went full speed into

Jonah’s car. His car swerved and spun in circles

before it hit a wall. I laughed loudly as he swung

around the car like a rag doll.

While I was leaned over laughing, I didn’t realize that

Jonah had come from his wedged position and

hastily slammed his bumper into the front of my car,

sending me shooting backwards. I stared at him as

my car refused to move forwards. When the car

came to a complete stop, I stepped on the gas pedal.