Life is but a Fiction...

38- Roller Coasters and Cursed Lovers

Ali's POV

I opened my eyes to notice Jimmy still asleep next to me, fully dressed. I was fully dressed too, I remember vaguely telling him I wanted to talk, but falling asleep the minute I laid my head on his arm. I smiled as I felt the necklace he gave me yesterday in between my fingers. I watched him sleep for an instant, he seemed so peaceful and I was grateful to have him back into my life. I managed to go to the bathroom a few seconds later to shower. I think I had vodka in my hair, so it was very much needed. I brushed my teeth. I now felt like a new person. 

Jess woke up in the meantime and we chatted while the guys were still asleep.

She told me about the day before when I pointed out the fact she seemed off yesterday. She did a pregnancy test and had the fear of her life. Fortunately for her, the test was negative and she started her period this morning, so her symptoms were just PMS acting up. 

Jess and Syn left an hour later for their surf day. Their chemistry was undeniable and they seemed closer than before. I was excited for her to have this friendship forming.

I thought about Zacky's letter, but I was still so nervous that I decided to postpone reading it until tonight or tomorrow morning, since I had a day planned with Jimmy. The truth is, I was beginning to feel better, I feared this would bring me back into the sadness. I begged Jim to spend the day with me and he suggested we go to an amusement park near L.A.  

We were now walking in the park and Jimmy convinced me to do a rollercoaster. I wasn't so sure what power he had over me, however he managed to get me in line with him. It was a hot sunny day here in L.A. and I was grateful for the shade the trees provided us while waiting patiently in line for the ride. Today was a busy day, so we'd been waiting for at least forty-five minutes, enough time to make me reconsider that decision. My legs were getting tired and I was getting tense from having to face a fear of mine : heights. 

Jimmy was drumming on his legs with his hands and I smiled at him, finding this absolutely adorable. He was so passionate about music, much more than I ever was about art, and I admired him for that. He was a role model for me when it came to dedication. 

We talked about music, art and tattoos to pass time while waiting. I then looked at what was awaiting us and I felt a panic rushing through my blood. The first drop of the ride was so high.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Jimmy asked as he noticed the fear in my eyes. 

"Yeah, of course." I was so lying. 

Jimmy started laughing, he knew I was nervous. It showed.

I felt his arms wrapping around my shoulders as he was standing in line behind me. I sighed and leaned my head back on his chest, while grabbing his forearm with my hand. I looked down to analyze his arm tattoos. I felt so good the way we were, I forgot for a second what was coming and I didn't even care what people around us would think or how that hug looked. Jimmy was always a touchy person, so I didn’t even question his intention. I knew him. But maybe I was a little too comfortable here and now, not that I cared right now.

We were getting closer and closer to the ride, until we had to choose where in the train we would sit.

"Jimmy, I don't think I can do this after all." I felt a knot in my stomach. I swallowed hard.

"Yes, you can. And you will. Come with me." He held my hand and led me to the back of the ride. "Let's ride in the back so we're not the first to die in case something happens". 

"Is this supposed to make me feel better?" My eyes widened. 

"No, but just so you know, we'll die together at least." He grinned.