No one knows what love is (#1)

16. Is this the end? - Hunter

Of course, we had to arrive there sometime later. Once we have found a parking lot, I looked at my Mom’s watch. “4:00 PM” It says. “Okay kids, meet back here in 3 hours! Meanwhile, decide what you want to eat for dinner, I don’t plan on calling pizza guys and stuff. We are eating out!” Jordan’s Mom said this while being dragged away by my Mom.

“Looks like they are headed off for the premium outlets over there.” Jordan said.

“Looks like it.” I replied. I looked at her and she stared at me. “So 3 hours… What do you want to do?” I asked as I looked around. There are so many things to try out. I don’t know where to start.

“Let’s go in a circle. The rollercoaster first, then we shall proceed in thisssssss direction, ending off with the Ferris wheel! Set?” She replied me so enthusiastically that I felt a sudden surge of energy running through me.

“Set!” I replied. We started walking towards that direction when I realised that we shouldn’t be walking. I grabbed her wrist and we started running off towards the rollercoaster. The funfair is packed with people, so our laughter will be drowned out by the noises around us. I didn’t care about the people looking at us. I looked at her as we were running. She was running as well, laughing at the top of her lungs. The wind played with her hair, her eyes shone like a piece of blue glass under the warm sunlight. A thin blanket of snow is all that is left of the consistent snowing a few days ago. As I looked at her, running, I couldn’t help but notice her eyes. They looked so delicate and large. You know a woman by the name of Jennifer Salaiz once said that “The eyes are one of the most powerful tools a woman can have. With one look, she can relay the most intimate message. After the connection is made, words cease to exist. ” Right now, all I could do is to continue running.

We laughed, talked, played, and ran, until we arrived at the Ferris Wheel. “The last station.” I said as I stood in front of the wheel, admiring its bright colours.

“Yup… the last station.” Jordan replied me, I looked into her eyes as she looked into mine. I could see the smile on her face, yet her liquid eyes look saddened.

“Aw, comeon… Let’s have fun!” I said. I looked at her, hoping for a response and she nodded her head. I looked at the time on my watch. “7:00”. I guess this is the last one. We stepped into the carriage and buckled ourselves. The Ferris wheel filled up slowly with people. Soon enough began the slow rotation of the wheel, we found ourselves slowly ascending, then descending. You know what I saw? I saw the world. I saw little kids begging their parents to take them on the rollercoaster again, I saw the reactions of the people at the games booths when they won. Then there’s Jordan, sitting right beside me. She is someone I cannot miss no matter where I look. She has been on my mind for the past few days, ever since the day I saw her, I knew she struck something in me.

Just when we reached the top, I looked at Jordan right beside me. Wait a minute… is she afraid of heights? “Are you afraid of heights?” I asked while trying to contain my laughter.

“Hey everyone has their own phobias. Mine just happens to be heights. Okay? Her eyes are locked on onto the ground, and her left hand is gripping the handle of the carriage, it looked tense. I paused for a moment then raised my right hand so that it is now right in front of Jordan’s view. I waved at her, and she looked at me. “Just look at what’s around me, the lights. Listen to the sounds of a funfair. Look up in the sky and see if you can spot any stars. Just know that whatever happens, don’t close your eyes, because you will be missing out on a lot.” She looked at me and I saw her grip relax.

“Thank You, Hunter.” The moment I heard her say that, I didn’t know how to respond.

Once we were down, we walked silently to the car and waited for our Moms to pick us up. The evening was getting cold, and dark as the funfair continued glowing through. I could feel snow coming down again as the temperature continued to drop. As we entered the car, no longer did we sit across each other, we sat next to each other in a corner. Those soft, soulful eyes of hers glowed softly under the roof of her car. I can’t ever forget those eyes, I just couldn’t. I can’t just not notice them. I remember the first day I met her, I fell in love with her smile, her vibe and her style. Everything about her, from the way she talks, to the way she moves, just makes me want to stay by her side for just a little longer.

I could see her eyelids getting heavy while our parents entered the car after us. As I felt her body leaning against my shoulder, I braced myself for the touch of her long brunette hair. I did not pull away from her. I curled myself into a comfortable position as I let her, rest her head on my shoulder. As she closed her eyes, so did I.