It's a Saturday. I love Saturdays. The party last night was amazing, making me even more happy for the day ahead.
Asher stayed over last night since there was no point in him going back home. We may have recapped the cuddling episode slightly, but it felt good. It was innocent and nice. It didn't mean anything but two people sharing warmth and care.
Here I am, all dressed and ready and I don't know where I'm going.
I'm wearing blue skinny jeans, a tight fitting red tee, a gray hoodie, and a beanie. I also wear my black converse because the only Asher said about today was, "We're going somewhere at seven. Wear sneakers." Asher was practically drooling over my outfit, but he of course hid that with a smirk and some pickup line. It kind of felt good to know he thought I was beautiful. I never felt that way.
Seven is coming faster than planned, after a whole day of watching Disney movies. That's right, I mean movies like 'The Lion King', '101 Dalmations', and 'Finding Nemo.' We watched a lot of other Disney films, too. Asher laughed at Mulan in the song 'Be a Man' but I couldn't focus when his arm was around my back. We also did a lot of throwing popcorn into each others mouths. Or trying to at least.
"Tell meeee..." I beg him, giving him the puppy dog face. "No, it's a surprise! Let go." He smiles, gesturing for me to get in the car.
I slide into the car next to him and we drive off. "How do I know that you're not taking me somewhere to kill me?" I ponder. "You don't." Asher jokes darkly, "But seriously, trust me, you'll love it." I pout, "Fine." He smiles, glad that he won. I turn up the radio and nod my head to the beat of some Twenty One Pilots song.
We pull up to the large carnival. "Oh my God!! I love carnivals! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I squeal, looking at Asher happily. He gives me a big smile as we pull into the parking lot. The sky is fading, and the sun should be setting by eight. The looming Ferris wheel welcomes us as I take in the sight of all of the rides, games and vendors.
The food stands smell delicious, like corn dogs, popcorn, and my favorite: fried Oreos! The families are beginning to clear out and the teens are beginning to swarm in. That's what always happens when night begins to fall at any cool event, the teens take over. Okay, not going to lie, that make teens sound like some vampires or something. Well, we might as well be with the time that, I at least, spend away from the sun.
I clutch onto his hand as we walk up to the entrance gate. He hands the man there two tickets and the guy puts one bracelet on each of our hands. Unlimited rides! Squeeee!
We spend the hour or so on games and vendors. I get a little butterfly painted on my hand, and we even get a caricature of us together. They emphasize my eyes and his ears. I can't stop laughing looking at the picture. I'm sitting on his lap, laughing as he smirks. They had to draw me laughing because I couldn't stop when he kept tickling me!
We go to the big red photo booth and take a bunch of crazy pictures. There's one where he's looking at me as I laugh, another where he's sort of hugging me as I lean against him, a funny one where we're both making faces, and the last one has us just smiling as we face each other, looking into each other's eyes.
I order fried Oreos from the bright pink food truck and moan as I eat them. "Never had one of those." Asher says, looking at me weird. He finds eating Oreos covered in cake batter and fried odd. I find that amazing. "Open." I tell him. He opens his mouth and I stuff a fried Oreo in his mouth. I give him a thumbs up as his eyes brighten at the taste. "This is amazing!" He gasps. I nod, my mouth full of deliciousness.
We play games like the water racing games, ballon popping games and the basketball games. He even knocks down the stubborn pins for me. Could he be anymore perfect? At the end of all of the games, he won me a lot. I end up with all of the giant prizes,
including a monkey, a dog, a colorful snake, a hippo, and more. We take a million selfies, mostly with him smirking and me looking at him weird. There are also a lot of them where I'm laughing too hard to function. I smile at him as we drop all of the things we got into the car so that we don't have to carry them everywhere.
We head back into the carnival to tackle the best part: the rides. It's dark out and stars are scattered across the dark bluish black sky. We go through the simple things like funhouses first, then we move onto my favorite: the Gravitron 2000. It spins as I'm stuck against the wall, getting me dizzy. It makes me laugh, a certain type of high only I understand as the music pounds throughout the ride. I never let go of his hand.
We go on a million other fun rides, like bumper cares (which I destroyed him in), a mini Roller coaster, the giant Claw, the Ring of Fire (where he was hanging onto me for dear life) , the Thunderstorm, and a lot more.
The spinning swings are amazing because they make me feel like I'm flying. I push my arms out to soar, and so does Asher next to me. I reach further and our hands touch, making me slightly blush and giggle. I pout when the swings slow down and the short ride comes to an end.
We have a lot of fun on the one ride that has cars that move in a circle so fast that someone ends up falling on top of the other person. We go on it like five times, and I always end up smashing into his side, holding on for dear life. He can't stop laughing at how terrified I am. I keep my eyes shut tight as he holds me close and firmly.
The time comes where I want to hang out on some of the slower rides. "We have to go on the merry go round!" I tell him. He laughs and we walk together, my head on his shoulder, to the childish ride.
We sit next to each other on the carriage like double seat as the calliope plays. "I've had so much fun." I smile. "Me too, SarBear, me too." He says back. I lean into his side, holding onto his arm. Whenever I touch him I get the best, warmest and happiest feeling, like I'm walking on air. "Thank you, Ash." I shrug into him, sighing contented. His looks down at me. "Anytime, as long as you're happy, SarBear, I'll do anything." He says softly. I smile at his sweet comment and let the sticky sweet spring smelling air flow past me.
The calliope ends and the loop of the ride stops. We stand up and on our way to the final ride of the night, buy some cotton candy. Pink carnival cotton candy is the best kind, because it reminds me of childhood innocent and plain happiness. The weightless feeling that now I only feel around Ash. It's like I'm addicted to him, he's my drug.
The Ferris wheel is almost empty, being that the carnival closes at twelve and it's already 11:45. We go onto the pretty pastel blue basket shaped bucket, sitting next to each other. We share the fluffy pink wisps of cotton candy, feeling carefree and smiley.
We laugh and joke about everything. The mood is as light as a feather. "No that was not me!" I cry out, laughing so hard. My breath hitches suddenly as we reach the top. I gaze out, looking at the entire carnival. It's gorgeous, sparkling lights twinkling. Trees surround the rides, and go on forever, I look up and smile at the stars. The view is spectacular and has my breathless. Speechless. "Wow." I smile.
I open my mouth as he feeds me another wisp of cotton candy. As I close my mouth around the fluffy wisp, he leans forward. Is he going to kiss me? What is he doing? Do I want him to kiss me?
I do. Oh yes, I do I do IdoIdoIdoIdoIdo
My heart beats loudly, pounding in my chest. We're so close; our lips are only millimeters away from each other. We stare deep into each other's eyes, and I focus on his gorgeous face. He looks down at my lips. I look down at his.
Then, he closes the small space separating us. The tiny gap, we close it. We kiss.
My lips tingle and my eyes flutter shut. There are a million sparks and I can't think, I just focus on what's happening. I live in the moment as I clutch the side of his face and his arm loops around my waist.
My cheeks get warm and my heart is still racing and I get even closer if that's possible. We are in sync, and it feels great. It feels right. It feels like only a second, but I know it's been awhile when my stupid lungs force me to pull away. I gasp for breath, and notice that he's panting too. That was amazing, and it has me in awe.
"Woah." I finally say. There was never so much emotion in my kisses with Adam. They were just signs of affection that really did t mean much. But this is so much more, there were sparks and feelings of great happiness.
Then I realize. I just kissed Asher. I start to regret it, despite how much I loved it. I don't want to be one of his girls that he plays. I always told myself to stay away from players. I broke that rule, making a new rule for myself not to get romantically involved with them. I think I just broke that riel too. I don't even like him like that, right? Right? I can't answer that question now, as Asher gazes at me. I realize that I'm gazing at him, too. And I can't stop.
Asher Ross is my addiction.
We get to the bottom of the ride and they tell us to snap out of it and get the hell out of the bucket. We rush off, not wanting to make the hormonal angry teen girl with twelve facial piercing any more pissed off.
Asher and I don't say anything about what happened. There is so much to say, but we stay silent. Absolutely silent. But not a bad silence, not an awkward silence. Happy silence. Silence filled by the content that fills both me and him.
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