Chapter Eleven
Liam’s POV
The next day, the lads and I met up with Cher, Spencer, Brooke, and Hannah. We were currently riding in a large van. After thirty minutes of debating on where to go, we all came to an agreement and decided to go to the carnival. Louis wanted to go to the aquarium and he threw a fit. The only way we could get him to go to the carnival was to promise him a goldfish in a little clear bag filled with water. I sat on the left of Cher and Spencer was on the other side of her.
Spencer and Cher were in deep conversation so I didn’t interrupt them. Niall was pouting in the row of seats behind us because Spencer didn’t sit beside him. I chuckled silently and stared out of the window. A sudden burst of excitement built up inside of me.
I began to feel very bubbly. It wasn’t a normal feeling for me. I couldn’t even remember the last time I went to a carnival. It felt like a volcano erupted inside my stomach when the van pulled into the parking lot and came to a complete stop.
I jumped out of the van and helped Cher out. She tried to hide the fact that her cheeks were the same color as a firetruck. We walked hand in hand to the entrance and waited on our fellow friends. Brooke was yelling at Harry for something and Hannah and Zayn were snickering.
Louis was talking to Niall and Spencer and wouldn’t leave them alone.
We all walked into the carnival together and tried to act normal. This place was huge! There was cotton candy, lots of rides, popcorn, corndogs –
“GOLDFISH!!!” Louis shrieked, interrupting my thoughts.
He ran over and got in line behind a bunch of toddlers. I laughed and pulled Cher over to the carousel. There were a bunch of children getting on and we slipped in with them. Cher climbed onto a large black horse and I got a white one. Luckily the two were right beside one another. Once the ride started, the machines started moving up and down as the whole ride rotated in a circle.
“We’re so hardcore,” Cher said.
“Of course.”
Once the ride ended, we played some games. I knocked over three cans and won a giant stuffed tiger. I gave it to Cher and she beamed.
“Thank you,” She said.
“It was my pleasure, madam,” I said as I bowed.
Out of nowhere, Spencer ran towards Cher and I while beating her chest and doing the Tarzan call.
“What are you doing?” Cher asked.
“I’m being Tarzan. It’s so much more fun than being Jane!” Spencer said.
“Do you have to do it in public?” Cher questioned.
“Nope, but I'm doing it anyway,” Spencer said, popping the ‘p’.
Cher and I joined Niall and Spencer at a Western show. People were dressed up as cowboys and cowgirls. We sat in the crowd and tried to lay low. I had no idea why we were here, but Spencer insisted that we had to come.
As we watched for the first few minutes, I did find it a bit entertaining. One of the guys resembled Woody from Toy Story. It was awesome.
Other than the Woody look alike, this show was very dull.
“This is so boring,” Spencer whined.
“Spencer, you were the one that wanted to come,” Cher said.
“I know. I thought it would be cool but it’s not.”
“Then let’s leave,” Niall suggested.
As we all stood up to exit quietly, Spencer stopped us. She ordered us all to sit back down.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Shh. I’m going to leave with a bang,” She said as she mimicked the people on stage by acting like she had a gun.
Spencer stood up alone in front of everyone.
“I’d like to announce something!” She yelled.
All eyes turned to her and I put my head in my hands.
“I just wanted to let everyone know that I’m the real Slim Shady. Okay, that’s all. Have a nice day!” Spencer announced loudly.
The four of us hurried out of there to avoid further embarrassment.
“Why did you do that? You’re not Eminem, Spencer. You’re not a good rapper, just face it,” Cher told her.
“Marshall Mathers, REPRESENT!” Spencer bellowed.
Cher groaned as her best friend ran away, dragging Niall along in the process.
“Well that was embarrassing,” I said.
“When have you ever been around Spencer and it not be embarrassing?” Cher asked.
“Good point.”
I grabbed Cher’s hand again and we walked around aimlessly as we looked for something to do. Louis wandered around and ended up walking with us. He was chatting and no one was listening. He carried the little baggie with his fish in it.
“What did you name your fish, Louis?” I asked him.
“Bartholomeau,” He responded.
“Oh… Nice name,” I told him.
“I know. It makes him sound sophisticated,” Louis said.
“What if it’s a girl?”
“If she’s a girl, her name will be Bertha. For now I’ll just refer to it as Bartholomeau or else it’ll get confused. I think I’ll teach it some tricks. Bye Liam!” Louis said.
He ran off and left Cher and I speechless.
“How is he gonna react if the fish dies?” Cher asked.
“He’ll probably have a funeral and mourn for a few weeks.”
Finally, something caught my eye. I tapped Cher on the shoulder and pointed to the ferris wheel. She smiled and grabbed my hand as we walked toward it.
The line wasn’t long at all so we were able to get straight onto the ferris wheel. I made sure we were both secure in the little buckets we were in. I tightened Cher’s seat belt just a little more than necessary. I didn’t want her to fall out.
Once it started, she squeezed my hand.
“Not a big fan of heights?” I asked her.
She shook her head.
“I just get scared at the top. For the rest of the ride I’m completely fine!” She said.
“Oh, okay.”
We talked through the whole ride until it came to a screeching halt. I looked out and got a view of the entire carnival. Cher’s jaw dropped open as she realized we were stuck at the very top.
“Liam...” Cher whimpered.
“We’ll be fine. I’m sure they’ll have it fixed in no time,” I tried to calm her down.
Suddenly, a loud voice came from the ground. It was a man speaking into a microphone.
“I’m so sorry but we’re having a few technical difficulties with this ride at the current time. We’re fixing it right now and by the looks of it, it’s gonna take a few hours!” The man announced.
Cher’s eyes widened.
“A few hours?” She gulped.
“You’ll be fine.”
“Yep, I’m just stuck up in the air 200 feet, no big deal,” She said sarcastically.
Cher tried not to look down but she failed. She took in a deep breath and rested her head on my chest. I played with her hair to try and soothe her, but it seemed as if nothing was working.
“We’re gonna die.”
“No we’re not, Cher.”
“Oh my gosh. Say goodbye to One Direction and all you’ve ever loved, Liam. I think I see the light!”
“We’ll be alright.”
“We’re slowly approaching death.”
“No, Cher. We’ll be fine.”
“Life has lost its grip on me… Death, please take me quickly.”
“You’re overreacting, babe…”
“Call on Jesus…” Cher started singing.
I started laughing hysterically and she glared at me.
“We’re gonna die and you think it’s funny? You sadist!” She growled.
“The amount of exaggeration you just showed was hilarious.”
“If I die, I’m gonna haunt you,” Cher spat.
She crossed her arms and pouted. To make things more exciting, I moved violently from side to side to shake the bucket we were in and Cher flipped out. Her eyes bugged out of her head as she gripped the seat so hard I was afraid her knuckles were going to break.
“Oh my God. I’m gonna die. I’m gonna die. I’m gonna die,” She was chanting to herself.
I placed my hand on her shoulder to calm her down and she slapped it away.
“Don’t touch me.”
It sounded like a demon took over her body.
“I’m really sorry that I scared you…” I apologized.
“I’m sorry that I’m going to murder you if we survive this.”
“Cher, come on. I really am sorry.”
I honestly felt really guilty for what I did. I knew Cher would be just fine when we got off of this thing.
“I would rather be eaten by a tyrannosaurus rex than fall to my death,” Cher said.
“Dinosaurs are extinct!”
“Clearly you haven’t seen Jurassic Park,” Cher stated.
I rolled my eyes and chuckled at her. A loud noise scared me. It sounded like metal scraping together mixed with tires spinning. Cher screamed bloody murder as the ferris wheel started moving again.
“Someone get me off of this death machine!” She screamed.
When we finally reached the bottom, Cher jumped out and ran. I took off after her and she happened to run straight into Spencer’s arms.
“It’s okay, Cher,” Spencer said as she patted her back.
“I was touched by an angel. It was a miracle that I even survived!” Cher told Spencer.
Spencer glared at me as she comforted her best friend.
Cher slapped my arm and then hugged me immediately after.
“We survived, Liam,” She cried into my shirt.
Unexpectedly, it was like a lightbulb went off in Cher’s head.
“You know, it wasn’t that scary…” She said.
I gave her a look.
“Okay, I admit, I almost peed on myself.”
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HEY. I know you have all been waiting for this, so...yeah. I hope you find it humorous because I defintiely did while I was writing it. XD Alright! Eva shall write the next chapter. Please vote/comment!
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