Old Love Dies Hard (spinoff of life happens)

Chapter XVII - Another Carnival

"No Mason I don't want to eat the cotton candy" I tell him for the hundredth time still catching my breathe because he decided to be childish and asked me to race him to the cotton candy stall at the carnival.

"Hey mate, we'll have two cotton candies" he says to the person in charge and pays him while I stomp my feet like a little child.
I love the fact that I can throw tantrums when I'm with him!

He pushes a cotton candy in my hand "eat!"

"It's too high in calories" I complain and he gives me a stern look after which I stomp my foot again and start eating the cotton candy.

"What do you wanna do now?"He says

"I don't know you're the new one here, what do you wanna do?" I ask

"We've ridden the Ferris wheel, played many games so how about the house of mirrors?" He asks and I nod.
We enter inside and I look around.

"Don't go too far, I'm not searching for you everywhere" I roll my eyes

"Huh! My heart is broken" he puts a hand over his heart and gasps

"Trust me, when I break your heart. You'll know it" I laugh and he walks away.

I walk towards one of the many mirrors and see myself in all the mirrors around me.
Each mirror displaying a different part of my body. I look at myself and sigh.
You know, there was a time when I would've found myself beautiful, maybe in another lifetime.

"You're beautiful" Mason comes up behind me and whispers as he sees the look of despair on my face.
I jump in surprise.

"I've changed haven't I?" I say and he nods
"It's complicated" I add

"It's never complicated. According to me, complication is not a real problem, just human perception." he answers and I try to get out of there.
He doesn't know a thing. My life has always been complicated.
Even when I was the size of a seed

"Wanna go watch the stars?" I ask
and he nods

We buy popcorn, again much to my despise but hey, it's Mason he never listens to me!
He insists that I should eat more because I look weak and tired. Sometimes he acts like my mother.

We search for a quiet spot and then finally come across one.
I sigh rather audibly
"Isn't it gorgeous?" I ask

"It really is" he says, his gaze still fixed on me. I look back at him and we both smile.
His smile...it's so gorgeous, so captivating that I could lose myself in it forever so that I would never have to see peoples' faces full of ruth and disparage. So I could be safe and warm inside my little haven, that is Mason.

I think it's high time I admit something to myself.
I have a crush on him.
The way he makes me feel, it could only be a crush.
I mean, surely, it can't be more than that, right?
What if it is?
No, no it can't be.
I know it's never going to work out. I have trust issues now and as much as I trust him I don't think a relationship is for me right now. He isn't even Muslim.

But damn it! He doesn't have to be like this. So amazing. Always there for me

"You are something else, Mason Rogers" my own words surprise me but in true Mason and Amna fashion, we laugh at my words.

We sit down on the grass and watch the stars in a comfortable silence.
"What happened to us Mason?" I break the silence and he looks at me

"What do you mean?" He asks

"When we were at a carnival, the last time, everything was different wasn't it? Where did all the positivity go? We were care free. Getting to know each other. We weren't a broken mess. I wasn't a broken mess" I stop myself before I go into all the details.
I shake my head and smirk sarcastically at myself