Forget.

Chapter 38

🍍Casually cutting down the length of these chapters bc the ending is soon🍍

I sit on his hips, my hands around his neck while we make out.

"Didn't know she missed you that much." Roman laughs.

I slowly shift down off his hips.

"What can I say.." I laugh.

"Time passes too fast." Roman mumbles.

"What time is it?" I ask.

"5 and the sun is going down."

"We should go on the wheel thing." Dean suggests as he take me by the hand.

"Sure." Roman mumbles as we shift through the growing crowd.

"Can we stop for food?" Dean asks.

"Ugh." I unwillingly groan and he looks down at me.

"I'm sorry. I've just been walking all day and it's exhausting. I'm sorry. Let's go get food." I apologize quickly.

I take his hand and try to lead him forward but he stands.

Seth and Roman stop a few feet in front of us.

Dean suddenly pulls me close and puts his hands on my shoulders.

"Don't ever be sorry." He whispers.

"I-" I begin.

"Shh. Quiet, little duckling." He shushes as he pulls me close.

"I love you, okay?" He asks.

"I love you too." I say, lightly dabbing his lips.

He rises and curls his hand so our arms are intertwined holding hands.

He continues tightening his grip until I am so close to him I'm stumbling as we walk.

"Dean-" I laugh as he pulls me tighter.

He looks down at me quizzically.

"Oh." He huffs and lessens his grip.

He dabs my head with his soft lips.

"Ya know what?" He stops suddenly, leaving me stumbling back.

"Who needs food. Let's just go on the wheel. There's one more place I want to go after this." He says.

"Alright." We agree and jerk a sudden left to the massive wheel.

Barely any line awaits us, letting us get on immediately.

I shudder with nervousness, being I had never been on one of these before.

"It's really high-" I whisper.

"Hm?" Dean asks.

"Nothing." I respond quickly.

"Alright.." He mumbles cautiously to somewhere other than me.

Dean guides me into the box, still holding my hand.

He slides next to me while Seth and Roman awkwardly stumble in.

"No seatbelts?" I question nervously.

"There are never any, Lilly." Dean answers gently.

"Holy. You're shaking so hard. Are you okay?" He asks, focusing his attention on me.

"Yeah. Yeah I'm fine." I studder.

"Have you ever been on one of these?" He whispers.

I nod no and he circles his arm around me.

We start moving up and my breath hitches in my throat.

"It's okay. I got you. Nothing bad will happen. You're mine." He whispers into my hair and I nod, calming down a bit.

We continue going up and Roman and Seth stare at us.

Suddenly, they whisper something and mock our position.

"Oh my lord." I laugh and then realize we are stopped at the top.

I start to shake one again and Dean rubs my thigh, taking me closer.

They do the same and I laugh.

Dean lifts his head off the side of mine and dabs my lips.

He immediately grins at them.

They put their hands to their lips and high five while kissing their hands.

Dean laughs joyfully.

"If this is leading to a blowjob..." Seth whispers and we laugh joyfully.

"Please God no." Roman begs and Dean shifts, making us laugh more.

I regain giggling and realize we are heading downward.

The ride jeers to a stop suddenly and the basket swings violently forward.

I squeal and dive into Deans chest, shutting my eyes.

The basket calms and we move down another spot.

"Jesus Christ how do people enjoy these things?" I ask.

"They're probably more enjoyable when you're getting a blowjob." Dean suggests.

"Oh my god." I laugh.

Seth and Roman shake their head no as the last cart moves down.

We quickly do another round until we pause at the bottom to disband.

The man looks at Seth and Roman with the oddest look and I laugh so hard I am practically crying.

They move off of each other quickly and dodge out of the cart, ignoring the man.

I laugh and stumble behind, dragging Dean with me.

We walk out of the park.

"Home?" I ask.

"One more place, before the sun goes down." He explains.

We hitch a taxi quickly and drive to a boat port.

I shoot many questioning looks as we pull up.

Dean crawls over me quickly and I laugh.

He helps me out of the car and the salty air greets me again.

We are on a dock.

Heh.

"Last call." I hear and look up to see a grimy boatman yelling from a farrey.

At that moment, the large structure behind it becomes apparent.

The Statue of Liberty.