That emo kid - A Zane x reader story

Chapter 11: "Ferris Wheel"

Your POV

It's been a few months now, and the summer festival is approaching us.

Soon our freshman year is going to be over. I'm gonna be a sophomore.

I would be a bit more happy about this, except the condescending wave of regret and sadness I call my mind, thought otherwise.

I was going to be 16 next year.

I'll be able to drive soon.

And I'm coming closer to death.

Not today y/n, not today.

I put one of my playlists on and danced in my room. I was home alone. Singing badly in the shower gets boring when you could do it around the house.

My pet actually hates me right now.

I danced down the stairs, almost tripping over the rug and sliding across the floor like any other weekend.

The doorbell rang.

And I fell flat on my face in a traumatizing manor.

Ah.. Such is my life.

I picked myself up and opened the door, holding my head in one hand.

It was my boyfriend.

Still getting used to calling him that. It's been 5 months y/n.

"You have a bump on your head."

Was the first thing he said to me.

"I was dancing."
"Ah."

He let himself into the house.

"The Summer Festival is coming up. You wanna go?"

I asked.

"Sure. I'll probably die on all the rides though."

He shrugged, jumping on the couch and flicking through tv channels.

"What do you mean?"
"The games are rigged, the rides are probably broken and rusty, need I go on?"
"You've never been to the festival."
"Aren't all festivals that way?"
"You watch too much American Horror Story"

He rolled his eye and sat next to me, leaning on the pillow.

"Look, it has three rides. A spinning one, a carousel, and a stupid Ferris wheel."
"Anything else?"
"It's got a cool snack bar."
"We're going."

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On Saturday, we arrived at the park around 6:00. It was the almost end of May so the sun would be out till virtually 8.

We first made our way to the games, acing the dart toss only to fail the second time.

Zane had to hold me back from castrating the sarcastic carnie.

"That guy rigged it I know."
"You have terrible aim."
"Says the boy with one eye."

I was peeved, so he bought me cotton candy. I chewed it reluctantly and watched as Zane actually won the ball toss.

He got me a large stuffed panda.

I'm marrying this man.

"The trick is to aim for the carnie's head."

He replied when I asked him how he won. We both broke out in giggles as we sat on the bench.