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“This ride looks highkey scary.”

“You sure you’re good then?”

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Niall: YAY

Niall: thank youuuuuu

Fletch: You better have food.

“Yeah, I’m ready.”

“Alright,” he said with a nod, walking up the stairs with her.

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Fletch: Dude

Fletch: Naw

Niall: pretty please fletch??

Fletch: God

Fletch: Fine.

Reagan looked up at the next ride, it looked ridiculous, but might be fun.

“You ready for this?” he asked, looking over at her.

Reagan’s cheeks heated up when she realized that she was holding his hand and that he had slide his out of hers, she ran her hand through her hair, biting her bottom lip only slightly. “Well, how about the Evolution?”

“Sounds good to me,” he said, shoving both of his hands into his pockets before heading over to the next ride with her.

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Niall: Pleaseeeeeeeeeee

Niall: eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Fletch: Dude

Fletch: Naw

She only laughed a little once he looked away. When the ride ended, her smile was set on her features. Reagan somehow had always been the one to open her heart out to others, which made her completely vulnerable to someone trying to drag her down. When it came to liking someone, she would give off subtle hints, but not obvious enough to really know. She waited for most of the people to get off the ride, so that it wouldn’t be such a jam for when they get off.

Fletcher slid his hand out of hers as the ride came to a stop. He didn’t want her to get the wrong idea... Well, technically the right one. He was a cold-hearted, sarcastic asshole. That’s what Reagan needed to think of him. “So ah... Where next?”

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Reagan knew not to close her eyes, a fear of being a little sick on the ride. When she grabbed his hand absentmindedly, she took a small breath and squeezed his hand with her tiny one. She looked over at him a few moments later, catching him looking at her, and she smiled softly before looking at the other people on the ride. Some were dancing and others were climbing all over the wall.

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As she began to look at him, he looked away. It was a very middle school thing to do, and he knew it, but he couldn’t help himself. There was one thing he was terrible at: feelings. Try as he might, he’d never been able to open himself up to someone without it blowing up in his face.

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“Has anyone seen Jade or Perrie? I swear I’ve been looking everywhere but they’re sneaky and like to avoid me.”

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“Naw. Not today.”

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Niall: I'm in an ice cream and cuddle mood

Niall: I've got the ice cream, I just need someone to cuddle

Niall: Do you volunteer as tribute?

Fletch: What???

Fletch: I like you, but not that much.

“Oh yeah! I don’t have a good memory, I guess,” she laughed. She listened to the music as the rest of the people got on. When they closed the door, she leaned her head back, ready for the ride to start. She didn’t exactly know why she had loved this ride as much as she did, but she would ride it everyday if she could. Some people on the ride were brave enough to move around as the ride went on, but she wasn’t about to do any of that crazy stuff. Once the ride started going, she could feel the wall that they were leaning against start to move, and in which that part, at times, freaked her out. So, in spite of that, she reached over to Fletcher and grabbed his hand absentmindedly.

Fletcher leaned back against the wall, taking a deep breath. He knew he could probably move around, but he didn’t want to leave her. He just stayed there, looking over at her every few moments to check on her. Soon enough, he felt her hand grab his and he couldn’t help but smile.

When they could finally aboard the ride, a wide, excited smile graced her lips. She led him over to an open space and leaned back on the wall. “Have you ever been on this ride?”

“Course I have. I went on it the other day with you, remember?” he asked, leaning against the wall with her.

reagan laughed a little, shaking her head. “thanks,” she smiled when they arrived to the ride and she got into the short line.

He stood there, making small talk with her until it was their turn. He helped her onto the ride, avoiding the strange gazes of some of the other passengers.

reagan walked with a little bounce, excitement running through her veins. she turned back a couple times to check if he was still following, sending a small smile to him each time.

Fletcher just shook his head at her, smiling. “You’re a dork.”

reagan sent a smile towards him before heading towards the ride.

He walked after her, hands shoved in his pockets.

“then can we go on the gravitron now?”

“Course. C’mon. Let’s go.”

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