Deception

Eighth

Arabella David

It's 5 pm and I am all ready, waiting for Evan to pull up in his car. I let my hair down as usual which wasn't a good idea because the wind is blowing my hair covering my eyes. I hope I don't trip on someone.

The thought of someone reminds me of Evan saying something about how he invited Harry to the amusement park. Why would he invite him? My thoughts are interrupted by Evan honking in his car in front of me. His window slowly goes down, revealing only him sitting with his black sunglasses on the top of his head. I quickly jump in the car and kiss him on his cheek. "You are not mad at me right?" That's the first thing I asked. He just shakes his head.

He's about to take off his glasses when I take them off before his hand reaches them and give them to him. He looks me up and down. He's about to grab a bottle of coke but before he grabs it, I grab it first. I open the cap and extend my hand to him with the bottle in my hand.

'Here' I mouthed him.

A smirk is set up on his face. "I am not mad at you", he grabs me by my cheek, caressing it, "You seem sorry for what you did so it's okay. Forgiveness might exist for you in my world." I cheer up and he starts his car. On our way we jam to whatever was playing on the radio. If we didn't know the lyrics we would just speak gibberish.

Our hands locked together, we enter the amusement park. The only time I came in places like this was on Claire's 17th birthday. We go on the rollercoaster first. It's my first time taking the rollercoaster.

"What if I die?" I ask Evan on the verge of crying. We are buckling our belts right now.

"Then I'll make sure to ride rollercoaster everyday in your memory" Evan says giving me a white hair-tie to tie my hair. "You don't want your hair covering your face while you die, now do you?" He asks. Where did he get that hair-tie from? Maybe he has a sister...unless. I shake the thought out of my head.

The rollercoaster starts and a scream leaves my mouth. I quickly tie my hair back and grab Evans hand for my dear life. I shut my eyes scrunching up my face. The world is revolving around me. Rollercoaster feels like getting drunk. It feels like a first shot when the first up and down comes. In the middle of the ride it feels like you have overdosed. Your chest tightens and breathing becomes a struggle. And when it has finally ends. It feels like you just got sober. That's how my experience was.

After a borderline traumatising 1 hour on the rollercoaster, which was in actuality like 3 minutes, we get off. "I feel like throwing up" I say to Evan, almost tripping but Evan catches me.

"You can use the restroom I'll be waiting for you here" I nod and make my way to the restroom.

Harry Styles

Evan called me to his funeral today. At the amusement park. Apparently because I dumped my bottle on his girl. Why is that girl being saved by every man? I make my way inside the park with an unlighted cigarette resting behind my ear.

"You're here" I cringe at Evan's high pitched voice.

"Where your little bitch at?" he raises his fist in the air. Before it landed on my face, I dodge it.

"Anything but not my face mate." Another punch lands on my stomach.

"You dumped your bottle on the girl. Be a man and dump it on me" The next punch goes on my nose. Not my face. I hit him back this time, on the eye. People gather around us. Most of them being my fangirls take out their cameras and start making videos.

Arabella David

I didn't throw up. But I sat in the restroom for atleast 10 mins trying to make myself feel better. I am on my way to Evan when I see group of people gathered around someone. I push them aside and take a look and there is my nightmare.