Josh's POV:
"Joshh, I really don't wanna do this. You know how afraid I am of heights, and this looks REALLY high." He whines, holding onto me like a scared little kid. Mully is deathly afraid of heights. He hates it when we go on travels or even in VR maps. He hates them. I love heights because it gives me an adrenaline rush whenever I'm on something high in the sky. We're in Sydney to go on their most highest ferris-wheel in the whole of Australia. Mully is hating this right now. "Come on, it'll be fine. I'll be there with you the whole time, trust me." I say to him as I stick my hand out behind me, waiting for him to grab it. He slowly laces his hand with mine, and we start to walk over to the entrance to pay for the ride. After I paid for the trip, we were stopped by the guy who was controlling the ferris-wheel so he could let some passengers off before we could go. "In three minutes, we'll be at the top of that wheel, and we can see the whole of Sydney. Are you ready, Mull?" I ask him as he didn't say anything but looked at me scared for his life. He then wraps his hands around my arm, shriking significantly in size from how terrified he was. It was our turn now. The dude opens the gate for us as we both hop into the carriage before sitting down opposite each other to even out the weight so it won't tip. Only two minutes until we were off. "Josh, I wanna go home. I really don't want to do this." He cries desperately, looking around for an exit but realising there was no turning back now. And then we were off. It wasn't too fast, but it was at a constant speed for us to watch and enjoy the view. Well, mostly me, not Mully. He's staring at the floor with his eyes closed, not daring to look around for even a second. "Mully. Open your eyes and look at the view it's amazing." I shake him, making him flinch. "No, I'm not gonna Josh because you don't understand how bad my fear of heights is, so please just leave me alone." He says really quicker than usual because that's his habit when he's scared. He talks extremely fast to get the point across. "Oh, come on, it's not bad. We haven't even made it to the top." I lie to him as he slowly opens his eyes and regretting it instantly. He can't close his eyes anymore as the view makes him freeze in his spot. "Oh my God, Josh, why the fuck did you make me do that!?" He yells frantically screwing his eyes tight shut so he'll never be able to open them again. Suddenly, the ride stops with a hard thump and sends us nearly flying. This scares Mully so much that he moves to sit next to me to cuddle himself into my chest tightly. "Mully, what are you doing? You're supposed to sit on the opposite side." I jokingly warn, knowing that this won't actually tip the carriage over, and it's just some dumb myth I heard everywhere. "I really don't care. I just need you. I'm so terrified right now." He explains, holding onto me even tighter as the ride starts to shake almost like it will move but doesn't. I'm starting to feel really bad for him. Why did I make him go on this ride when I know he's terrified of heights? The ride stays completely still and silent when I start to hear Mully take deep breaths to calm himself down. "It's okay, Mull. Just keep breathing. You're doing amazing." I whisper to him and give him a kiss on the forehead. My hands started to stroke his hair out of will as I looked around the whole of this beautiful city. He is still holding onto me with his hands around my waist and his cheek digging against my chest with the background noise of squeaking, faint talking from below, and Mully's deep breathing. The ride hasn't moved for nearly five whole minutes, and Mully can't take it anymore. He has been asking when we are moving, and I've always told him soon, but I think that's a lie. "Are we stuck?" I say to myself, expecting Mully to not hear me. He also hasn't let go of me since we have stopped at the top. "Josh, don't you dare say that. We are NOT stuck. We are not." He says over and over to convince himself that we aren't. It's been nearly twenty minutes. So why haven't we gone down yet. If it was some sort of prank on us, we would've moved to let all the other people off and left us alone at the top, but everyone else is still here, and we haven't moved an inch. Or was there even any people when we got on and it's only us on this ride? I don't know what's happening anymore. If this is a prank on more specifically Mully, then this is messed up. "Josh. Are we ever going to get down from here?" He asks me while finally opening his eyes since we've been stuck up here. "I fucking hope so or else whoever is down there is getting a kick in the balls." My remark makes Mully laugh but the joke stops as the ferris-wheel shakes violently making us feel hopeful yet scared for our lives. Finally, what felt like years, the ride slowly decends down to the ground. Me and Mully both look up at each other with happy tears in our eyes and high-five the other with joy. As soon as the ride stops to the bottom, we don't waste time leaving the ride and back into the main square. "Sweet relief!" I yell out loud, not caring about everyone else who was staring at me like an insane person. "I'm so glad that we are off that thing. I'm never doing that again." Mully states, giving the ferris-wheel a death stare. "I'm sorry for forcing you to go on that ride. It was my fault that any of this ever happened. I'm so sorry, Mull." I apologise, feeling bad for what I put him through for nearly half an hour. "Josh, it's okay. I should've told you something sooner." He replies, pulling me in for a hug this time. Let's just say Mully will never be face to face with a ferris-wheel for the rest of his life.
