We had filled the car with gas, and in under 30 minuets we were back on the road, driving to our destiny.
It was now becoming sun down, due to all the dilemmas, the beautiful cold sky turning into a blur of pink, blue and yellow.
In the far distance, you could see the outline of a Ferris wheel, a small Ferris wheel, but you could see also few small rides, but the Ferris wheel was what excited me.
"You're excited," he spoke over the loud music I didn't even realize was playing.
"You can tell?" I asked him, sitting up on my foot and looking over at him, were now both the same hight due to my foot advantage.
"Yes," he chuckled, smiling and parked some what close to the amusement park.
He got out of the car and walked around the hood, opening my door to let me out.
"What a gentle man," I giggled, making him smile.
Once I got out of the car, he immediately grabbed for my hand, shut the car door close with his foot and locked the car with a press of a button on his keys.
He shoved his keys into his pocket and pulled me down the pathway to the amusement park, skipping along and getting weird looks from other guests.
We quickly paid for our 10 dollar bracelets which let us on every ride, he wanted to go on the swings, all the way across the park from the Ferris wheel, so I pulled and begged him to go towards the wheel, soon he gave in.
We quickly got in line, the slow Ferris wheel spinning around and every few carts, another person got in.
Soon it became our turn, Drew clutching my arm, staying close to my side.
We got into one of the small carts, sitting next to each other, as the man closed the door shut.
The Ferris wheel started, we were the last people to get on.
One by one, as each cart reached to top, stopped, and went on, Drews grip on my arm grew tighter, like he was afraid.
I looked over at him, "what's wrong?"
"I don't know, I'm maybe.... afraid?" he said, more like a question although nothing was asked.
I laid my head on his shoulder and enlaced our arms together, wanting to make him comfortable.
"Better?" I asked, cuddling into him.
He laid his head upon mine, "Better."
The Ferris wheel had soon come to the top, our cart was the highest, dangling, the sunset resting upon the city line, reflecting on the buildings.
I quickly pulled my phone out of my pocket, the cart remaining at the top, the cooling breeze staining my skin, and I took a quick picture of the sky line against the city, an elegant photo, the way the sun reflected upon the glass of the buildings.
I showed Drew, "you like it?"
He lifted his head and over to my phone, "Yes! Yes oh my go- what... Since when were you so good at this? why don't you do that... Like all the time?"
I smiled, "I don't know... other people do that to. I want to be a writer. Like I don't know.... John Green?" I giggled.
"What are some of the things you write?" he asked me, my face growing a tint of red, I didn't expect this.
I searched throughout my notes, and choose my ending to The Fault in our Stars. A different ending.
We had soon came to an end of the ride, but Drew was still reading it even after we had gotten off! did I just type a lot, or was he a slow reader?
He handed me back my phone, "That was so cliché," he giggled.
"It was perfectly cliché, although they still had the pain they still were able to love each other, although they did in the movie, this lasted longer," I told him, and looked at his eyes that glimmered with interest.
"It was beautifully cliché," he said leaning into me and kissing my cheek.
I giggled, "Just tell me whatcha' want to do maybe get some food, take it or move it," I sung.
He gasped, "you know that song?"
"It was free so I got it," I giggled.
He laid his arm around my shoulders and chuckled, "same hereeeee," he dragged on.
"Ok but seriously where do you want to go?" I asked, looking up to dark eyes.
"The swings," he pointed and pulled me along.
The day was an entire blur. We had successfully made it onto every ride, we both had even won turtle stuffed animals at probably on of the easiest games.
Other than that though, the day was a blur, running around the park and deciding which ride to go on next. I mean sure, we shared Cotten candy and he poured water down my shirt, but I had a great time.
-=+ January 1+=-
Run.
Run, just go!
To the hospital? that's like 7 miles away!
To late to turn back now.
I had to go.
This wasn't real.
It was a night mare.
It can't be true.
I need to go.
