"Just once?"

"No, you are going to hurt yourself."

"Come on Danny, I'm strong enough." Jordan looked at me in disbelief and I couldn't tell if it was because of the nickname I just gave him or because I continued with my -according to him- dumb idea.

"Danny?" He questioned to which I nodded.

Jor-dan, 'Dan' sounds boring so I added the 'y' to make it better.

"Cute nickname isn't it?" I said knowing damn well he probably hated it according to the look in this face.

"I hate it." He replied straightforward without any sign that he was joking. I knew it.

"You have a nickname for me, I wanted to give you one too."

The nickname isn't even bad he is just being a child, and this was the perfect opportunity to fulfill my dream of giving someone a special nickname that no one else has given to them. There's always been two obstacles for that: my lack of creativity and my lack of friends.

He seemed like he wasn't talking any time soon so I continued talking.

"Do you have a second name?"

"Kai." He simply said and I tried my best to keep a straight face as I remembered one of my favorite footballers is named like that.

"I love that name." I said honestly, a smile already showing on my face.

"I don't." I rolled my eyes at his lack of liking for anything in this world, I mean I can relate to some point but he is just an extreme case.

"Now can I carry you and try to do squats?" I said going back to the original thing we were debating.

He looked defeated at this point, he probably hoped I would forget after our new discussion, but surprise shawty, I didn't.

"Look, you can try it first with me and then we switch roles." I suggested as if that was something he wanted to do in the first place, which he definitely didn't.

"Let's just get over with this." He sighed before saying that sounding like a tired grandpa, but I wasn't going to point that out since I was too happy he finally agreed.

"Pro tip: it's better if I hang on you from the front instead of from the back." I said remembering a video I watched like 15 minutes ago.

"Why?" He questioned me.

"Physics." My intelectual response was probably too difficult for him to comprehend according to the frown in his face.

I don't know man it's just science.

He leaned down and extended his arms for me.

"Aw you look like a little kid wanting a hug." I said smiling to him.

"Bye." He was about to rearrange himself and probably leave but I was quicker and I put both of my arms around his neck and I rested my head in his shoulder.

"What do you mean 'bye'? Were you really gonna leave me here, alone, crying because you ruined my dream?" I said dramatically and even though I couldn't see his face I could imagine him rolling his eyes.

"Maybe." He said and I wanted to glare at him so badly but he wouldn't see it.

I was about to say never mind because I was feeling insecure with the thought of him carrying me, but he didn't waste any more time and lifted me up from the floor, grabbing my hanging legs with each of his hands. I was now being carried like a baby that had a nightmare.

Calm your tits Adira, no need to be nervous.

Ok actually there's a bunch of reasons to be nervous about.

I won't even lie that feeling his hands on my thighs was making me glitch a little bit. Like damn.

"Ok let's go, you can do it." I tried to encourage him as he took his time to start.

He did a squat as if it was literally nothing, and I wasn't even surprised. He is a strong guy.

He did a few more and then he stopped. He started walking and when I felt my flat butt now resting in another flat surface I pulled away a little bit to face him.

Bad idea. Absolutely bad idea.

Our faces were extremely close just as our bodies. One of his hands was still resting on my thigh, softly and slowly caressing it, while the other one was just beside my other leg.

If I was glitching before, my body is fucking turning off due to overheating right now. Ironic since I felt pretty much turn on, but if someone asks I never said that. Well more like thought that because I'm not talking, but you get me.

Yeah.

This is all my fault, he wins, this was a horrible and dumb idea.

He placed my hair behind my ear distracting me from my thoughts and remembering me what was happening.

There were only two things that can happen next, either the gap is closed or we just move away from each other, and the worst thing is that I had no idea of what I preferred. What I was sure about was that both of them have one same outcome, I would be peeing myself.

He seemed lost in thought too, just looking directly in my eyes and I was trying my best to not burst out laughing since I was really nervous. Seriously how can people not laugh in these situations, like why is this random man looking at me?

I wasn't prepared to make a move so I just waited. Anticipation invading my body as his eyes drifted to my lips making me want to scream.

"Fuck." He murmured really low as he closed his eyes and turned his head away. I could get a better look at his jaw that was clenched at the moment.

After a few more seconds he shook his head slightly and pulled away. I was finally able to breathe, but my heart kept on it's really fast pace.

"Ok my turn to do the squats!" I said trying to end this awkward moment, my voice coming out weird as I was still struggling to calm myself.

He just nodded and I prepared myself knowing this would be way more difficult as my knees were still feeling weak.

We did the same procedure, I tried my best to actually carry him since he was way taller and heavier than me so I could barely keep it up but still I wasn't going to give up, not after being so stubborn about it.

If someone walked in and saw us like this it would be really awkward.

I went down without any problem but when I tried to go up to finish the squat my legs gave up before I even made an effort.

I landed on top of Jordan as we fell to the floor and I just wanted to disappear because of the embarrassment. 90 percent of me knew we would probably fell but that 10 percent really wanted to try it.

As I tried to move away he removed his hands that were currently grabbing my waist securely.

"Sorry." I said standing up laughing at how stupid this whole thing was.

"Are you ok?" He asked grabbing my hand making my heart skip a beat.

It made me really self conscious when someone touched my hand because they are always either too cold or too sweaty, ew.

"Yes." I said shyly looking at our hands.

He brought my hand to his lips and kissed it, leaving me stunned at such sweet gesture. "Good." He said as he did so.

"Aren't you hurt?" I asked this time.

"No." He said emotionlessly and I just nodded. I'm sure that even if he was actually hurt he wouldn't admit it.

His phone started ringing and I couldn't be more relieved as the tension slowly drifted.

"What?" He replied bringing the phone to his ear.

"Ok bye." He said ending the call making me confused at how quick that was, but I wasn't gonna ask.

"Blake said we are leaving already."

"Oh great! Let's go." I said knowing that we were heading to six flags now.

We head downstairs to the lobby where many students were waiting, we spotted Roman and Blake and joined them.

"Bad news, the teachers didn't let us go to the fucking store." Roman said confirming their whole 'get snacks mission' failed.

Damn I just wanted some gummy bears.

"Why?" I asked a bit disappointed.

"They said that we can't go alone right now, but we'll stop by a store on our way back from six flags." Blake replied.

Well to be fair the teachers are probably worried that some of us may try to escape or get in trouble, and that's highly probable so yeah.

As we reached six flags I remembered how scared I actually am of the rides. I'm sorry but I'm scared of heights and the fact that you are constantly hitting your head with the seat and can barely open your eyes due to the wind just adds to that. But it seems like some people actually enjoy that so who am I to judge.

They should give helmets or something, I know that can be unsanitary but people literally throw up, pee or poop themselves in those rides like come on what's worse than that.

Although I was terrified, I was still gonna try some rides, the one we are currently in line for is considered one of the calmest so it should be alright to begin with.

"Hey guys." A group of 4 girls of our school that were in line before us said.

"Hi!" I replied back since none of the boys seemed interested in responding.

Two of them smiled at me and I smiled back to them but the other ones gave me a blank look and returned their gazes at the boys.

"These rides scare us, would you be some gentlemen and join us?" One of them said and I could see Roman trying to hide behind Blake.

"We are scared too, sorry." Roman said waving at them.

They probably saw the nonchalance in the boys' faces because they just wave it off.

Soon after, it was finally our turn to go. I saw a guy around our age crying as the ride stopped for them to get off and my heart dropped. This isn't the best scene to see when you are scared as hell and about to get in the ride.

I'm praying I won't pee myself. Imagine if I die in there and they'll find me peed, ew.

I'm always scared when I'm taking a shower or peeing because what if I randomly pass out and who ever finds me will see me naked.

Anyways, Jordan sat next to me in this ride and I was so thankful because it calmed me a bit for some reason.

Call me freaky or weird if you want, but my favorite part about these rollercoasters is when those guys come to check your seatbelt. I always feel like we are having a special moment and think about it for some days. It's an intense moment for people as desperate as me.

After our seatbelts were secured, the rollercoaster started going backwards slowly and I started panicking a bit, without thinking I grabbed Jordan's hand and he didn't move it.

"It's ok." He reassured me but I was too focused on trying to not throw up before it even started.

"Sometimes all I think about of you." I heard Roman singing, actually screaming, from behind us.

"Late nights in the middle-" the singing was replaced with incoherent screams as the ride started and everything went blurry.

I spent the whole ride screaming weird words but I didn't care since everyone else was doing the same. I squeezed Jordan's hand so hard as my head kept bumping with the seat.

Soon the ride was over and I could finally breathe correctly. I didn't cry, I didn't have the time to do so when I was too busy fighting for my life there.

Jordan didn't seem much disturbed but who knows man, he is a great actor, he could be shitting his pants in this moment and we would never know.

Unconsciously, we were still holding each other hands but we let go as we had to  remove our seat belts. To my miserable luck I couldn't remove the seatbelt, I don't know if the rollercoaster guy put it extra tight or I was just too weak.

I mean I always need someone to help me open my water bottle because I never can, embarrassing.

I looked up and made eye contact with the rollercoaster guy who was helping other people get their seat belts off, he made his way towards me and I stopped trying to remove it since it was pointless.

But he was too late as Jordan softly removed my hands from the seat belt and unbuckled it himself in a swift movement. Damn he is good, he probably worked as a rollercoaster guy in the past, he has the good looks and everything.

The rollercoaster guy was still there tho, I thought he would just leave as he wasn't needed anymore but he was in front of me.

As I tried to get out of the rollercoaster, the guy offered his hand for me and I grabbed it with a small 'thanks'. He left as soon as Jordan got out of the rollercoaster after me and put a hand in my back as he stood besides me.

Roman reached us looking really excited while Blake looked normal and collected as usual but with a messier hair as everyone else. Soon after the four of us made our way to the next ride.

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