Affliction

Thoughts and Cotton Candy

Ameliah's P.O.V

I caught my breath after laughing the life out of myself. After 15 minutes of calming down, Lucas seemed very bothered by something.

"Ameliah..."

I looked at him. Lucas kept his eyes on the ground as he kicked around a rock. Our fingers were loosely intertwined as we walked along the beach as the sun set. He bit his lip as if he was organizing his thoughts and trying to analyze what to say.

"I'm just going to come right out and say it.." He stopped walking and faced me. His pale blue eyes looked deeply into mine, nervously. "I really like you, Ameliah. I think about you all the time, and as corny as this sounds... I really want to be with you. Would you be mine, Ameliah?"

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Jannabelle's P.O.V

I pulled away from the playful, sloppy kiss. I laughed and sat in his lap. His shirt was off, as always, as he stroked my hair and showered me in kisses.

"Let's do something." Evan got up and swooped me up in his arms. I gasped and giggled wrapping my arms around his neck.

"I love you."
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We both agreed on the amusement park. I bit into the huge puff of fluffy Cotten candy as Evan did the same. I smiled.

"That's the one!" I pointed to the huge, lit up Ferris wheel.

"That's the one!" Evan agreed as we both laughed finishing the last of the Cotton Candy.

Evan tossed away the bag the cotton candy came in, and led us towards the Ferris Wheel.

"I remember the first time I laid eyes on you." Evan placed his hands on my hips from behind, as we waited patiently in the somewhat long line.

"We met in like third grade!" I exclaimed. Its been a long time since Evan and I first met.

"So? I still remember it like it was yesterday.." Evan rested his chin on my shoulder as I rested my head back on Evan's chest.

"Your hair was long, but, you always wore it in a ponytail and you had those chubby, rosy cheeks. And I can't forget those tiny...whats the word.. Barbie doll hands." He chuckled.

I giggled as he pulled me closer towards him.

He leaned closer to my ear. "I really want to kiss you..."

I bit my lip.

With 6 and 7 year olds watching our every move, I was forced to peck his lips and move ahead in the line as Evan did the same.

I turned, smiled back at Evan, pecked his lips quickly once more, giggled ,finally turned around and faced the line we were waiting in.

Paying attention to the beautiful scenery, my back been feeling tingly, as I felt soft fingers run down my spine. Letting out a shaky breath, I chewed my bottom lip.

Evan chuckled, his usual, deep, sexy chuckle and moved us up closer to the front of the line.