Humor #996. Let's try to get ranked in for Fan Fiction, and go up a lot of ranks for humor! Let's also get to 100 reads!

"Book it!" I yell, slightly stumbling over my feet as I attempt to get away from the increasing crowd of fangirls and boys. Zayn quickly drops his leftover cotton candy, which causes some girls to hungrily leap for it. I watch with wide eyes, until Zayn began to tug me along.

"Where are your bodyguards?" I scream, sprinting to catch up with him. Zayn turns his head slightly, and shouts, "Right there!"

I look over, seeing a line of five bodyguards holding off some people. Unfortunately, some managed to get past. Apparently one man from One Direction needs more than five bodyguards.

"That is not going to contain all the girls!" I say. Zayn huffs, telling me to move along. I began to run faster as we approached the ferris wheel. I turn my head slightly, noticing some of them were catching up. Zayn rudely cuts the line, throwing a ticket at a man. He quickly hops into the cart that was awaiting a couple, and I follow in pursuit. Right after the doors shut, some girl slammed her body against the glass, creating a loud thud.

"Well, I must've gained a few pounds from that," I say with a sigh, leaning against the cushioned seats.

"We barely even ran?"

"Sh," I say, looking through the glass. We began to move up along the ferris wheel, causing our cart to sway, making me scream lightly.

"Calm down, Morgan!" Zayn hissed. He looked out the window, watching the girls crowd around the Ferris Wheel. One tried to climb up. That failed. At around a minute later, our cart was finally at the very top, looking over the entire fair. I stared at everything with admiration.

"We have to come back onto this ride once it gets dark and all the pretty lights are on," I say excitedly, peering out the glass, overlooking the town. Zayn smiles fondly at me. After a few minutes, the ferris wheel didn't move from the spot. At first, I didn't worry, but then even more minutes passed. We were still at the top.

"We are having some minor difficulties, this problem should fixed within fifteen minuted. We formally apologize, please sit tight," the person over the speaker announces. I glance down with wide eyes, seeing all the fangirls swarming around the ferris wheel, along with the growing line full of impatient people.

I look at Zayn. "So I'm stuck in a small, claustrophobic cart almost two hundred feet in the air - with you?"

"Am I that bad?" Zayn questions, pulling his phone from his pocket.

"No. It just- I don't know. Might get weird," I mutter, a blush creeping up on my cheeks. Zayn smiles sweetly, staring at me intently.

"Well, it's gonna be a long ride," he mumbles, moving closer to me, his hands falling onto the sides of my waist as he moves his lips closer and closer to mine. His lips barely were touching mine when ...

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louis

Zayn and Morgan are still not back from their fair "date", and let me tell you - Niall and Harry are quite jealous.

"They should be back by now," Niall mutters, staring at his sandwich with disgust. Harry nods, tightly crossing his arms over his waist. "I know."

"Guys, they've only been out for two hours, they're probably going to stay for at least another two," I reply back, staring at the carrot in my hand with love. Unfortunately, my hunger took over me and I bite into the lovely carrot.

"So what? They should be back by now," Niall mutters, biting into his sandwich angrily. Harry frowns, glaring out the window.

"Woah guys, jealous much?" I retorted with a smirk.

"Shut up, Louis." Niall mumbles, plopping down onto the sofa with a huff. Harry sighs, peeling his eyes from the window to move over next to me, resting his head on my shoulder. I smile, biting into my carrot again.

As I begin to feel the thick, jealous tension in the room, I laugh loudly and obnoxiously, causing both of the boys to glare over at me. I giggle once more, shouting, "IS THERE PEANUT BUTTER IN HERE? BECAUSE I SMELL JELLY!"

They both glared at me.

Ah, these boys.

-

one hour later

The door was pushed open approximately one hour ten minutes later. Through the doorframe, Zayn and Morgan stepped out into the living room, their hands intertwined together although once they realized we were all here they dropped hands.

"Look who is finally back," Harry mutters under his breath, adjusting his head on my shoulder to look over at the two who were kind of just staring at us, blushes stretching across their burnt cheeks. Niall sighs, running his hands through his hair as an obvious pout pulled on his bottom lip.

"Whats up with these two nut-jobs?" Liam questions, adverting his eyes from the television to look over at me. I smirk, "They're totally jealous of Zayn because he was with the girl."

I throw a piece of buttered popcorn into my mouth. Somehow, the popcorn appeared from thin air. Like God wanted me to eat popcorn. The angels wanted me to feel the delicious, crunchy taste of the piece of glazed, butter popcorn in my mouth.

Just kidding. I stole the bowl from Niall.

Who was of course too busy eyeing Harry up to notice I stole it.

"Oh."

"Well. Hey guys!" Zayn says, pulling his shoes off his feet, letting a couple of bags drop along with a few stuffed animals.

"Hey," Niall replies back, his voice a bit harsher than intended. He glared at the bags Zayn dropped on the floor, meanwhile Harry kind of just cuddled up next to me, attempting to not focus on the whole scene.

"Hi guys," Liam replies back kindly, sending them a sweet smile.

"Did you have fun there?" I ask, throwing another piece of popcorn into my mouth. Morgan strides over to me, taking a piece of popcorn for herself. "Yes, we did." She takes a handful of popcorn from the still full bowl, and slowly eats each piece one by one.

"He got me lots of food which of course made a girl like me have lots of happiness. He bought me a lot of sweets which I'm thankful for. Plus, we got stuck at the top of the Ferris Wheel. You know, the very top! It was so scary but so cool!" Morgan says excitedly, a large smile forming on her lips. I feel Harry's jaw tighten on my shoulder at the sound of getting stopped on a Ferris wheel. Morgans eyes light up and a small gasp escapes her thin lips. "He won me a unicorn!"

"He won you a unicorn?" I shout, standing up abruptly letting the popcorn fall off my lap, flying all over the floor and in the air. I look around frantically. "Where's the unicorn?"

( this is so 2010 i apologize sincerely. )

"Right here!" Morgan says, a bright smile placed on her lips. She whipped out a large unicorn that replicated the one in Despicable Me.

"It's so fluffy I'm gonna die!" I shout, tackling Morgan to hold onto the unicorn which was very soft by the way. Morgan chuckled but every other boy sent me a strange look as if I had chicken legs.

(guys i'm so sorry. i was a carrot. i tried to tone down the carrotness, but i couldn't i'm SORRY.)

"Oh, and he won me a pigeon. A weird choice of animal to win bu-"

"KEVIN!" I screamed.

"Here we go," Harry whispers.

"WHERE IS KEVIN?"

"Give him 'Kevin' or he'll murder someone," Niall says in a serious tone which is quite unlike Niall. Usually Niall would be goofing off, joking around. Never serious. Or maybe that's just me. Who knows.

Zayn pulls out a small pigeon that looked quite identical to my fake one I had a while back.

"My baby," I whisper, snatching the pigeon from Zayn's hands. Everyone watches me as I cradle the pigeon in my arms, smiling warmly down at it. "Hush little Kevin, don't you cry."

"He's officially crazy again," Harry muttered. I turn my head, glaring at the curly haired boy. "Someone is clearly jealous of Kevin."

Harry chuckled but played along. "Whatever happened to us? What about everything we've been through?"

(high school muscial plays in the distance)

I smile, looking down at my arms to see Kevin gone.

"Where is he?" I question, looking around frantically. My eyes land on Morgan who held the fake pigeon in her hands, her eyes squinted at it. She shakes her head, frowning.

"What even is it with 'Kevin'?" she questions, tossing the fake pigeon carelessly over her shoulder. I react quickly, diving for the pigeon, catching it in my hands safely. "It's okay baby. I'm here," I whisper.

"Please don't ask," Liam whispers, reminding me of Morgan's question. My eyes light up, and I launch into story mode.

"Well..." I started.

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