The Bad Boy

Chapter 40

Stephanie's P.O.V.

We slowly ride up a black conveyor belt, taking at least five minutes. That's totally okay with me, seing as I am utterly terrified. The swings? Sure. Anything else? How about no. There are very few things I can actually ride. I am really a big chicken. I haven't even been on a rollercoaster before, yet alone one of these rides. But I can't let Niall or Harry know this or the jokes will never end. So I'm just going to suck it up and try not to piss myself.

"Don't get wet, the water's cold." A girl sitting on a little platform at the top says and winks at us right before she hits a switch that sends a stream of water spraying down at the entrance of the tunnel we are about to enter.

She climbs out of her chair and I assume they are about to go on break. We are only a few feet away from the tunnel.

My heart is almost pounding out of my chest. "Harry!" I gasp.

"Steph? Are you okay?" He asks.

"No." I gasp. "I am terrified."

I can hear him chuckle.

"Not funny Harry!" I say and slap him across his chest.

"I'm sorry Steph." He says.

"I am still terrified. You're being sorry doesn't ease my nerves." I say through cleched teeth. We are growing nearer and nearer to the tunnel.

"Here, hold my hands." He says, and wraps his arms around me from the back, clasping them in front of me.

I clasp my hands over his as the stream of water sprays over our heads. Damn, it is cold. Harry's stream of profanities let's everyone else visiting the park let me know he thinks so too.

We plunge into darkness, around two curves, and back out into the light an instant before we are launched downward so hard everything about me lifts off of the seat.

"Man Steph you scream loud." I hear Dipshit yell from the front of the boat.

I didn't even realize I was screaming. I finally register I am when I am pressed back into Harry as we zoom back upwards, the bottom bumping underneath me. I scream again as we plunge into darkness, around some curves, up a bit and then back into the light. I already know that we are about to go down an even bigger drop than before. I scream as we drop down into a wooden shack, and then we are underground, my screams never letting up.

"STEPH!!!" Harry yells, shaking me.

"What?" I ask.

"We aren't even moving!!" He cries.

"Oh, well that would be worse!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I scream.

"Steph, chill." Harry says, kissing my neck.

"Harold Edward Styles do NOT tell me to chill." I say and yank out of his arms. "I am climbing out of this boat right now!"

"Steph stop." Harry says, pulling me back down."The ride will start up in a second."

"It sure as hell had better." I huff, settling back into him.

He starts to massage my shoulders. "Harry I love you, but as of right now, you are doing nothing but pissing me off." I say and he stops.

"Stephanie would you just calm down?" Niall says as we lurch forward. "See, we're already moving."

"Great, more of this terror fest." I sigh and cross my arms as we climb some more.