The friendship game.

Dinner?

"So where are we going today?" We were hand in hand, walking towards a theme park.

"Obviously to Wonderworld." He tugs me inside and families were everywhere. I've never been here before but was it always this popular?

"We're going to ride... that?" I gulped at the huge ride.

"You'll like it. Come on, it'll be fun." He wanted me to sit on that life-threatening thing.

"Oh yeah, I bet I would." I jest.

Bad choice of words. The safety bar lowered down on the roller coaster cart and we had front row seats thanks to Francis's excitement and slightly sadistic side.

"I thought you liked speed and thrill?" Francis teased, making me nervously chuckle.

The coaster started to move and the first thing I did was study the ride. Two loops, I can live with that. When the first down slope came, I held on for dear life and screamed, with one hundred scenes of how this coaster will screw up.

"That was so fun." I was catching my breath while Francis stretched. He bent down and looked up into my eyes. "Are you okay? Was it too much?"

"You should stay out before you get hurt. I mean it." Jeremias's voice played in my head, remembering the time at the diner. Fear shot through my heart and I immediately stood right back up, thinking of a strategy to eliminate all possibilities of intimate situations.

"Yeah, I'm great. Let's ride that next." I pulled him towards the Ferris wheel. Luckily, the line was short. "Two people, please."

The whole ride, I was distracting myself with the view and kept myself as unromantic as possible. When the ride finished, I mentally checked off the number one and major romantic ride of a theme park date while searching for the next problem ahead.

"How about that?" Francis pulled me towards the Haunted House. I gulped but mentally braced myself.

I screamed and clung onto Francis the whole time. Right, the Haunted House. How could I forget that boyfriends purposely bring their girlfriends in here just so they could make them cling on?

The date went rather well. Nothing intimate happened, to my slight disappoint. But it was all so I wouldn't fall into the deep end. I don't think Francis caught on because he was having so much fun which made me glad that he was.

The Haunted House was something to remember. The sun was starting to set and we sat on a bench at a lake near Greg's house.

"Did you have fun today?" His eyes glistened in the orange sunlight.

"Yeah but that Haunted House was something." I chuckle.

"Looks like they picked up their game this year." He leaned back, smiling at the sky.

There was a silence because for some reason, both us didn't want to speak.

"Did you think I didn't notice?" There was a sullen look on his face.

"Hm?" I pretended to be confused with slight panic in my heart.

He faced his body towards mine, pulling me in by the waist with his strong arm, the other brushing my hair from my face.

"What is it?" I had to act normal. If I freaked out from his touch, he will definitely be unhappy.

He didn't say anything but traced the back of his hand down my face and placed it on my chin, rubbing my lips.

Was this really all an act? Jeremias told me Francis was unable to love me so why would he go so far as to tricking me that he really did? Vanessa, Francis himself and even Greg gave me enough to know that Jeremias had a high probability of telling me the truth.