Too Close [Wattys2015]

Chapter 10: Play Place

"We can go to. . . McDonalds!" I exclaim.

He gives me a look. "Are you serious?"

"Yes." I say, putting my feet on the dashboard just to annoy him.

He glares at my feet. "Why McDonalds?"

"Because I'm hungry." I tell him. "Duh."

"Well am I supposed to pay for you?" He asks.

"Yep." I pop the 'p' and smile. "Good job, butt hurt jerk, you actually guessed something right!"

"Shut up." He laughs.

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"What took you so long?" I ask as he sits my food down, then sitting down himself.

"This old lady didn't know what she wanted, so she took a very long time." He explains.

I sigh. "There was another line to go to." I say, looking over at the other line.

He looks at what I am looking at. He turns back, his mouth in an 'o' shape.

"Just when I thought your stupidity was going down less. ." I mutter, but he hears me.

He rolls his eyes, taking  bite into his burger. I start to eat my food, slowly as I watch the kids play in the play place.

After I'm halfway though my food, I get full and stop eating. When butt hurt jerk finishes his food, he throws his stuff away.

"Ready?" He asks.

"No." I say and dash to the play place like a little kid

"What are you doing?!?" He hisses at the end of the slide I slid down.

"Having fun." I say, climbing back into the slide going the opposite way.

"I am not going to just watch you, I'll be in the car." He says, walking away.

I slide down the slide, quickly and rush towards him. I grab his arm. "No come in here and play with me. . Not like that." I laugh when he gives me a crazy look.

"I am not going to be like a little kid." He straightens up. "I'm a big kid."

"Please!" I laugh.

"I'm not going in there." He says.

"Come on, you only got one life you have to live it to it's fullest." I quote him.

He grins. Then he sighs, clearly thinking.

He throws his hands up in defeat. "Fine."

I laugh, grabbing his arm and dragging him towards the slides.

"We better not get in trouble!" He laughs when he slides down the slide, with me waiting on him.

"If we do I'll just blame it on you." I remark.

"Grandma, why is big kids here!" A little high pitched voice enters the play room.

"Those aren't big kids, they are just tall little kids." The old woman says, squinting her eyes through her big glasses.

Were they talking about us?

"Grandma, they even look old." The kid says.

I look at butt hurt jerk who is wide eyed. I look down at the kid- he is short and skinny with big brown eyes while brown hair sits on his head. He looks adorable.

"Sweetie, just go play with them and let grandma rest." She walks over to a table.

If she can't see that we are big kids, I'd hate to see her drive- with that kid. Oh goodness.

"Why is big kids in a little kids place?" The kids voice is beside me, his face right by mine.

I jump two feet, not literally but it felt like it, hitting butt hurt jerk. He helps me back up, one hand on my side.

"Um. .What do you mean?" I ask after I scoot over a little bit aways from butt hurt jerk.

"You two," he points at us. "Don't belong here. This play room ain't big enough for the two of us."

Suddenly I got the feeling that we were in some weird western show.

"Actually three." I dryly correct, making a laugh fall from butt hurt jerk and a glare from the little kid.

I laugh nervously. "So I'm guessing we will be going now."

I start to move, but the little kid stops me. "No! I mean you could go. .But maybe I can make some room for the three of us. I guess."

I look over at the little kid and then look at butt hurt jerk who is looking at me.

I shrug. "What the heck? Let's do this." I say quietly to jerk. I then turn towards the kid. "Okay, we'll stay for a little bit. What do you want to play?"

The kid smiles.