Mr. Bad Boy Loves Me

29: A Date With Mr. Bad Boy

"Where are you taking me, Blake!" I exclaim as he ties a blindfold around my eyes. We are going on our very first date, and I am really nervous and excited! Even though I was blindfolded, I could tell her had a smirk on his face. "Don't worry, sexy. I know you'll love it." He says, as I feel the car start to move. "Okay, I trust you." I whisper, and I hear him snort. "You didn't sound so sure." He says. "I trust you." I say, more confident this time. "Better." Blake says. I smile. "Thanks." I say. "Mhmm." He replied.

We finally get to the place he is taking me. I feel the car stop. "We're here!" He exclaims, before he slowly slides the blindfold off me. I face a amusement park by the ocean. I gasp. I see roller coasters, Ferris wheels,, all the spinning rides that I love. I leap for joy. "Blake! This is so amazing!" I exclaim, pecking his lips. "Oh, I think I deserve more than that." He says, quirking an eyebrow. "Later." I say, grabbing his hand. I pull him towards the amusement park like a little kid. He pulls out two tickets, and hands one to me.

I give the man my ticket, and he scans it. Then, I walk into the park. "What should we do first?" I ask, looking around the huge park. "You choose." He says, gripping my hand. I look around until I find the biggest roller coaster in sight, The Bullet. "That one!" I squeal, grabbing his hand. Blake stops me, abruptly. "The- the Bullet?" He asks. "Yeah? Why?" I ask, giving him a confused look. "Uh, no reason, it's just that I- um- I-" I cut him off. "Your afraid of the Bullet!" I exclaim.

His face turns bright red and his hand goes to the back of his neck. "Yeah. I had a bad experience on it when I was younger..." He says, not meeting my eyes. I grab his hand. "Go on it with me. And I promise you, Mr. Bad Boy, I will hold your hand the whole time." I say, locking eyes with him. He gives me a small nod
Of his head. "It's time for you to face your fears:" I say, pulling him towards the line. It was a long wait, and I could tell how nervous Blake was. He was tapping his foot, biting his lip. We finally got there.

I grab his hand as they pull the restraint down, and give his hand a squeeze. He squeezes back, and holds onto my hand as the ride start moving. At the end, Blake was emotionless. I couldn't tell what happened until we hopped off the ride. "How was it?" I ask, running a hand through my now messy hair. He shrugs. "Not that bad." He says. I wrap my arms around his neck as I slowly lean in to kiss him. I move my lips slowly, and he kisses me back, before I pull away.

"You deserved that." I say, with a wink. "To the next ride!" I say, pulling him away from the Bullet. This date with Blake is going great, I hope things get better. And they do.