"By the way...." Kezr begin and I pulled my face out from his neck unwillingly.
"You said you had two fears currently..... What are those?"
I realized what he is referring to, and I looked down embarrassed.
"Uh... Okay, So..." I begin and he leaned back, giving me his full attention.
"My fears are...... you leaving me" I mumbled the last part.
"Come again." Kezr said raising his eyebrows.
"I said I am afraid of....You leaving me." I looked at him holding eye contact.
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"Zella, I would never, and if I do, please hire an assassin and list my name in his number one hit list" I giggled at his advice.
"Although I would never.... I like you too much to leave you and I also wanna fall in love with you, so I can't do that."
"I would never too, I think I would rather die than be without you." I said truthfully.
"Rozella, I told you not to talk about those things." Kezr said, his mood changing and doing a 180.
"But it's a natural cause."
"Get off me." He said putting his hands on my waist.
"Woah woah," I tightened my hold on him, "No need to become so angry... I like you, sorry... Iam not gonna talk about it anymore... Sorry."
"Kiss?" He said cutely and I laughed whole heartedly.
"You don't get sick of me?"
"Never." He slammed his lips on mine.
We pulled away and he asked, "What's your second fear?"
I signalled him to come closer to me and he tilted his head bringing his ear close.
"Iam afraid of those." I pointed my finger at my fear.
"Those? Rollercoasters... Seriously... But I thought you wanted to come to the amusement park."
"I did.... Because I wanted to spend time with you."
He smiled at me and said, "Come on." I got off his lap and held his hand.
We left the park and got inside the car.
"Kiss?" I laughed at him.
"We did..." I begin counting on my fingers but gave up because as I said we kissed uncountable times.
"What?"
"I was gonna count on my fingers as to how many times we kissed but their less in numbers." I said smiling.
He chuckled and said, "You can use my fingers too."
"I think their still less in number." I said giggling.
"My toes?" He said pointing towards his shoes.
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