19 Can’t Feel My Face

"She'll always get the best of me, the worst is yet to come, but at least we'll both be beautiful and stay forever young, this I know, (yeah) this I know..." - Can't Feel My Face by The Weekend.

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"That was awesome, oh my God Carter can't we ride that again? Please?" I begged giving him the best puppy eyes I could muster.

"You cannot be serious. We've already went on four times and I'll be damned before I let it be five times." He huffed shaking his head.

"But- but it's so much fun a-and I-" Trying my best to give the best excuse, but failing miserably.

"I know it was fun and so were the other games you made us ride more than three times each." I pouted once I noticed that he was making fun of me. He kissed my forehead softly as his chest rumbled due to him silently laughing.

"Whatever," That was the only thing I managed to mumble. It was getting late now, I don't know how many hours I've spent with Carter and I simply didn't care.

We continued to walk hand in hand before we stopped in front of a humungous ferries wheel. I looked up at it in awe before turned my head and giving Carter the signature pleading look I managed to master. It seemed like he was about to protest, but chose against it before sighing.

"Yay, c'mon the queue isn't even that long." I pulled his hand as I speedily made my way to the line.

"I'm tired of waiting, can't we just skip the line?" Only about two minutes past before Carter began to complain again.

"No, that's just rude. We will wait just like everybody else is." I glared up at him. I didn't want to cut the line, because I wholeheartedly hate it when someone else does that to me. Carter didn't answer me back, but nevertheless muttered a few curses.

"Finally," He dramatically gasped when it was our turn. I rolled my eyes as he eagerly pulled my hand.

Once the cabin door was shut, we began to move. Slowly, I let my eyes fall on Carter surprisingly enough he already had his piercing eyes on me. I couldn't help the heat that spread through my cheeks.

"And I know she'll be the death of me, at least we'll both be numb..."

The weekend's voice blasted through the speakers of our cabin. Nevertheless, our eyes never left the other.

"She told me, 'Don't worry about it'..."

"She told me, 'Don't worry no more'..."

I couldn't halt the loud laugh that left my mouth when he pulled me close to his chest and began to force me to sway to the beat. He twirled me around and around, making me laugh even harder.

"I can't feel my face when I'm with you

But I love it, but I love it, oh..."

And I couldn't help but agree.

By the time we got to the top we were both out of breath from our multi-dancing sessions. Our cabin slowed down, then eventually stopped at the top.

I watched in awe of the view from the top. In the distance, from up here everything seemed was peaceful. Something I've yearned to feel for a very long time.

"Why so quiet?" Carter questioned causing me to break my stare from the easeful view.

"Whenever I see something as beautiful as this view. I like to memorise every inch of it just in case I never come back here."

"And who ever told you that you'll never come back here again?" He frowned.

"I'm obviously going to be busy next year at school, I mean it isn't called senior year for no reason. After that I'll be off to collage, and I'm a hundred percent sure I'll be way to busy adjusting to my new life by then to even think of coming back here so soon." I rambled.

"Whoa, don't you have everything all planned out?" He chuckled.

"I've spent way too much time alone to not have everything all planned out." I jokingly said. Carter didn't seem to like that joke since his face hardened as soon as that sentence left my mouth.

"You know it's not always that things go as planned. Sometimes things happen that causes people to change, and when people change so do all their plans along with them." His words sent shivered down my spine, which discombobulated the hell out of me. As I looked up at him his face was just blank.

“What do you mean?” I frowned. It seemed like he was talking from experience. He dismissed it as if it were nothing and just looked down at me with a smile.

”Why do you keep getting more and more beautiful?”

“Why do you keep changing the topics every time I ask a question you don’t want to answer?” I rolled my eyes.

”Do you seriously believe that you and I only met at one of the galas your parents hosted?”

”Uhm I think so, I don’t usually socialise at these so-called galas, let alone stay more than half an hour.” I was so confused.

”Well that isn’t true. Believe it or not our families used to be closer when we were younger. We used to spend every vacation together.”

“If that we’re true I would have actually remembered you.” I whispered. He pulled me in even closer.

”The last time we spend our summer vacation together was when you were only ten. I was fourteen then, but something happened during that vacation. Our parents got into a huge argument so my father cut the trip short and we ended up going back home. You were the only reason I couldn’t wait for the next vacation.” What? We used to spend our vacations together? Why couldn’t I remember that?

“But-“

”Don’t think about it too much. It was some time ago. I’m just happy I’m here with you now.” He smiled.

Just as I was about to open my mouth and question him even more, the cabin halted meaning that our time was up. Right after that I didn't question what he said, I just let it go. We played a couple of more games, before heading back. That day ended a little to quickly for my liking.

With each second we got closer to the beach house, I tightened my fingers around his hand. I didn't want to let go. Is that normal? To feel that way about someone in just a small amount of time?

"Thank you for giving me the privilege and honour of taking you out today. It was one of the only days I'll ever consider fun." He began once he parked right in front of the house.

"You really have no idea how much fun I had today and I should be the one thank you. Not the other way around. I've been dreaming of going to that place ever since I was five years old, and you just made one of my dreams come true," I couldn't stop my voice from cracking as well as my eyes from becoming glassy.

He slowly reached the palm of him hand to my cheek, he slowly glided his hand across my cheek, before pulling me closer to him. It didn't take long for our lips to meet and for the fireworks in my stomach to erupt.

"You never ever have to thank me, Harmony." He whispered. "When will I be able to see you again?" I smiled at his question. I loved the fact that even though we spent all day together, he was still waiting for the next moment would come to be with me.

"I don't know, I'd have to check my schedule. The last time I checked, I'm only free in December." I teased. He raised his eyebrows in amusement.

"And here I thought I had you all to myself this summer."

"You wish," I scoffed.

"Damn right I do." He grinned making me roll my eyes. With one last kiss goodbye, I opened the car door.

I could feel his eyes on me as I made my way to the front door. I couldn't and wouldn't stop smiling.

Today was officially one of the best days of my life. Of course I didn't want to admit that to him, but it really was.

I ignored everything and everyone around me as I made my way to my room. I didn't want my mood to go down the drain right now. I loved how I was feeling at this very moment.

This dating thing is all new to me. I don't know what I'm doing or where this is going. But I hope, I really do hope that these feelings of happiness and excitement when I'm with him never go away.

Ethereal

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