Scaredy-Cat

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"C-Carolina, I sw-swear to God if you d-don't stop now I'm g-going to k-kill you..."

"Don't be a coward."

"I-I'm not-... You kn-know what? I am! And I-I can't t-take it anymore!" York yelped as he grabbed onto Carolina's arm for dear life in the small, metal death box.

"It's just a Ferris wheel..." She said casually.

"Yeah. Exactly! A F-Ferris Wheel!"

"You could've told me that you were afraid of heights before we walked into this ride."

York huffed, and the cart moved, causing him to jump. Carolina shook her head, holding back a laugh.

"Th-The second we get o-off this I'm going to k-kill you..."

"Psh, as if you could try."

York glared at his ginger girlfriend, who he loved, but right now hated.

York did not like heights.

Period.

So yeah, inviting him on a metal deathbed wasn't the best plan.

Around the highest point, the carriage started to rock a bit harsher due to the wind, and it wasn't at all comforting to York. Carolina actually felt bad at this point, and tried to help him calm down a bit.

It didn't work so well.

"York, try breathing a bit slower-"

"That's n-not going to h-help..."

"Well, try."

"I a-am trying! It's v-very difficult!"

"Don't be a princess!"

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"Hello, ladies and gentlemen, we have to take a small break due to a handicapped passenger getting on, we thank you for you patience."

"Y-Yeah, well you can take your damn thankfulness back."

"York, calm down, we're 3/4th's of the way there, just take a break."

"H-How?!"

"... Good question. Umm... Try closing your eyes...?"

York mumbled, bring stubborn as ever, and crossed his arms, squeezing his eyes shut.

Ten minutes later, the carriage moved again. Carolina was about to inform York that they could get off soon, but instead she came to the sight of York sleeping on her shoulder. It was kinda cute.

Not wanting to disturb him, and also not wanting him to slobber on her, Carolina tried to step to the other side of the metal casing.

Wrong choice.

The whole thing shook drastically from that slight movement, and York snapped into consciousness instantly.

"Wh-Wha- Carolina! Don't move it!" He almost yelled.

Carolina apologized, but her fun wasn't over.

Not yet.

She slammed her foot on the floor of it, causing it to creak loudly, piercing everyone's ears within a mile radius.

York clamped his mouth shut, pure fear in his eyes, and didn't want to die due to his girlfriend.

Boy, that would be embarrassing.

The ginger laughed, and patted him reassuringly on the back.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you."

York was completely unconvinced by this statement.

Right as both of them were wondering when to get off, the wheel jerked to a stop, sending Carolina flying on top of York. Both of them ended up on the floor, staring at eachother for a second, before the microphone snapped on.

"Uh... Ladies and gentlemen, please do not panic, the Ferris wheel is having some... Difficulties; please stand by."

York's eyes widened, and was about to scream in anger, frustration, and a whole load of emotions.

But then he saw Carolina smile, then laugh profusely as she began to sit up from the floor.

York didn't even question it. But when you think of how stupid a fear is with someone else, I guess you just loosen up a little.

So there they were, both sitting on the floor of a horrible carnival ride and laughing their fears in the face.

Tonight was good.

By York had plans on making it great... And repaying Carolina for her help.

So right before the carriage started to move, he stood up, pulling Carolina with him.

She seemed confused, but the puzzle fit in place when he got down on one knee.

"So, uh... I'm gonna admit... I didn't think you'd drag me on a Ferris wheel. I was going to propose when we got home, but... Oh well, we were supposed to be there about an hour ago anyway. So... What do you say-"

Carolina dragged him up and pulled him into the tightest hug of the century. The whole time, the two of them were smiling and laughing like loud idiots.

Tonight had been now converted from good to great...

And that's how it should be.

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