New Rider
Summary: When your date gets sick after one ride and decides to abandon you in an amusement park with no ride home. Sparks fly with a stranger. Pairing: Oscar x Black!Reader Warnings: swearing, vomit Visuals
I couldn’t stop laughing as i walked towards the exit of the roller coaster watching Jason stumble to the nearest trash can.
“I didn’t know you could scream that high pitched” I jokingly mocked him.
“Shut up (y/n)” Jason said as he held onto the sides of the trash can trying to steady himself.
“It was funny and I could’ve sworn I heard you crying at one point” I continued to tease.
“You’re a fucking bi-”
Before Jason could finish his sentence all the contents of his stomach began to empty into the trash can. At this point I stopped laughing and walked closer to him attempting to comfort him, but he held up his hand abruptly to stop from coming closer.
“Don’t step any fucking further” he said with a loss of breath.
“I just wanted to-” he cut me off
“I’m leaving and you can either come with me now or find your own way home”
“But we just got here why do you want to leave so early”
“I don't know (y/n) maybe because i just fucking threw up” he says as he walks away.
“I know smartass i just watched you. There are other rides and they’re not as fast as this one” I say chasing after him.
“I don’t want to be here. I don’t even like roller coasters”
“Then why did you bring me here Jason”
“Because when I asked where you wanted to go you said here. Instead of like a restaurant or the movies like a normal person” he began to raise his voice
“You should’ve said something when I asked” i began to become defensive
“And seem like some bitch, no way”
“You would’ve looked like less of a bitch if you told me before hand. Instead of throwing up after riding the slowest fucking ride in the park”
“Fuck you (y/n) I should’ve never asked you out”
“Do me a favor Jason and lose my number, because I can’t be with a person who can't even handle the kid section of an amusement park” I stop walking behind him and turn around.
“Have fun getting home bitch”
“Thanks for the free ticket” I yell back at him.
This is the last time I let my cousin put me on with some guy she knew from work. “Oh he’s such a good guy” bullshit, but I’m not gonna let his scary ass ruin such a beautiful day like this.
Before I could realize it I was walking towards my favorite water ride. The line was relatively short. I stood around for about three minutes before one of the workers started to shout that they were looking for a single rider. I quickly raised my hand and started to rush towards the front of line. The worker ushered me to one of the boats where a tall, buff, tan man was sitting. I sat down next to the stranger and let the worker push down the safety bar. As the ride started the boat roughly rocked down the path towards a dark tunnel. The boat lightly scraped against the edges of the tunnel and it became pitch black. We were coming up on my favorite part of the ride as we inched closer and closer to the edge of the drop
“Oh hell nah those mother fuckers lied to me” the man next to me said
“i’m going to ki-” before he could finish his sentence the boat descended down the hill
All i could hear was the deep scream of the man next to me, and i couldn't hold back my laugh as the boat went around the sharp turns of the path. As the boat hit the conveyor to pull us up the next hill at a deathly slow rate. I felt a hand inch closer to mine. Our pinkies were slightly rubbing together as the anticipation of the drop built up the closer we got to the top. We had finally reached the top of the hill and the boat slid down the hill swiftly. I no longer felt the stranger’s pinky rubbing against mine. Instead I felt his large and rough hand wrap on top of mine, and he began his loud screaming again. It was an interesting sight to see when i turned my head to look at him as the ride came to its end. The more I looked at him the more I couldn’t hold back my laugh. This man was tatted from the face down and the thought of him screaming on a water roller coaster was extremely funny to me. I sat there soaked in water because of the drops laughing uncontrollably. I felt eyes on me and turned to meet the gaze of my seatmate.
“What’s so funny” he asked
“Nothing, I was just wondering if you were screaming that loud when you got your face tattoo”
“I actually screamed louder when i got my dick tatted” he said smirking
“Oh shit really, why would you get tattooed there”
“I mean if you wanna see it all you gotta do is ask nicely” he chuckled lightly
There was an awkward silence because the tension between us was so thick. All i could do was stare at him. This man was incredibly gorgeous with amazing bone structure.
“I’m just joking I dont have a dick tattoo, but my face tat did hurt a lot probably because I was 12 when i first got it”
“Damn, I just got my first tattoo this year” i said showing him the small butterfly on my left wrist
The ride finally came to a stop and it was time to get off.
“You know the scary part of the ride is over now you can let go of my hand”
“Who says i’m not still scared” he says picking our hands up off the safety bar and holding my hand a little tighter.
“Well if you wanna keep holding my hand I should at least know your name”
Before he could say anything one of the workers walk towards us and tells us to get off of the ride because we’re holding up the line. I struggled to get out the boat until I felt strong hands pick me up out of the boat and pull me close.
“My name is Oscar, whats yours moreanita”
“(y/n)”