The Kiss

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(A/N)

I NEED REQUESTS!

I'm just gonna jump right in. Here we go. Enjoy!

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(Your pov)

You were sitting near the pond in Alexandria. It was relaxing to think that you didn't have to be out there anymore.

Carl was your best friend but Ron was getting really close to you lately, while Carl just ignores you. You don't know if he thinks you're together or what, but he and Enid hang out a lot.

Why should he care anyway. You two aren't dating. He confuses you sometimes.

You take a small pebble and throw it at the pond. It splashes water onto you and you giggle.

You hear a chuckle from behind you and automatically know that it's Ron. You could always get him to laugh. It made you happy.

"Hey, beautiful."

"Hey, handsome."

He sits down next to you and scoots close.

"So, why are you out here?"

"Just thinking I guess...I really don't know."

"Alright. So... How are you?"

"I'm good. How about you?"

"I'm fine. Thanks for asking."

"You're welcome...Ron?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I tell you something?"

"Sure. You can tell me anything."

"Ok, well,... I think I like you."

"I-I like y-you too."

"Good." Was all you said before he crashed his lips onto yours.

You kiss back and wrap your arms around his neck, his arms wrapping around your waist.

You pull away and hug him. Only to see Carl walking away angrily. "Damn it." You say and Ron looks at you funny.

You had fallen for two guys. Why did your life have to be so hard and full of decisions? But who said the zombie apocalypse would make this easy? You weren't going to be able to choose between the two of them.

His lips were on yours again in a split second. You kiss back again and smile into the kiss.

It had turned into a make out session really quickly. You didn't see how he could be so calming at a time like this.

There were walkers 20 feet deep around the walls, yet this simple gesture calmed you. Just a kiss.

You pulled away, breathless. You peck his lips and he says, "I should come out here more often."

"You should." You say smiling. Then you remember Carl. Shit. You thought.

"I gotta go. I'll see you around." You say, getting up and walking away. "See ya!" He yells and heads  in the opposite direction.

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