low-key / rarl

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ron's  pov

carl had just left after us playing video games for an hour or two and it was actually great. i'm still confused why he wanted to make up so fast, but i guess i'm happy about it. 

we played a lot, he won, i won, we both were on a team at some point. i was hoping he'd be back tomorrow. 

carl's pov

it was now night time and i was getting into bed. 

i really did have a good day today, but how? it was with my enemy. yeah, he's still my enemy, but i can't get him out of my head. 

his hair, the way it fell perfectly. 

his beautiful eyes-

"stop, carl. you aren't gay, ron may be, but you are not" my mind spoke.

but, what if i am?

no, that is impossible.

i should just get some sleep. i wanted to have nightmares of ron, maybe it would make me hate him again.