Not what it seems

Five More Minutes

I woke up to a pounding on the door and a massive headache. I smiled, remembering last night. I can't believe Shannon and I had already gotten so close. There was more pounding at the door.

"I'll get it!" Shannon called.

I heard the door open and stuffed my head under my pillow. Just five more minutes and then I'd wake up. But before I could doze back off someone jumped on the bed beside me, catapulting me onto the floor.

"Jesus fucking Christ!" I yelled as I landed with a thud.

"No I'm Remington."

He smirked at me from my bed. This boy did not just wake me up. He is gonna feel my wrath. I jumped on the bed, straddled him, and started tickling his sides. He was howling with laughter and trying to push me off, but he couldn't catch his breath. When I finally let him go he turned and looked at me.

"That was a bad decision." He smirked.

Before I could respond I was pinned down to the bed and he was attacking my sides. I was gasping for air as I flailed my arms and legs trying to get myself free. I involuntarily let out a scream as he continued to tickle me.

"Are you alright?" Emerson came bursting through the door, no shoes no shirt and his pants still unbuckled.

At this Remington finally let go of me and turned to his brother.

"Put on some clothes man-whore!" He joked, covering my eyes with his hands.

"I thought she was being attacked, clothes weren't my first priority."

I giggled and hopped off the bed, "well I'm fine," I cut in, "besides this dweeb practically tickling me to death."

Shannon came out of the bathroom and started chatting with Emerson. They decided to go get some breakfast.

"You guys wanna come?" Shannon offered looking at me and Remington.

"Nah I've got Nutella I'm just gonna eat that." I replied.

"Breakfast of champions." Remington mocked.

"You're one to talk." Shannon and I said in unison, before she and Emerson left.

"So," Remington started, "how about that Nutella?"

"It's in the cabinet above the fridge I need another five minutes of beauty sleep."

I crawled back in bed and wrapped myself in the sheets, it was rather cold, as I was only wearing a sports bra and spandex. The bed dipped beside me. Remington pulled off his shirt and pulled it over my head before laying me back down and pressing his chest against my back.

"You warm now?" He asked, sounding concerned.

"Yes." I replied, turning to wrap the blankets around us both before nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck.

After cuddling for a while he pulled away a bit to look at me.

"I like the new jewelry." He complimented.

"Thanks," I smiled, "Shan did them for me last night."

I went to nuzzle my head back into his neck but he pulled me back. I frowned, what had I done wrong? But when I looked back into his eyes to search for emotion they were smiling down at me. He pulled me back into him, molding our lips together. It took me a moment to realize what was happening. As soon as I realized I wasn't dreaming I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. I rolled us over so I was straddling him and wove my fingers in his hair as we continued our make out. He nipped at my lip stud and wiped his tongue across my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I was about to open my mouth further when the door opened, startling me.

"Oh my fuck, get a room." Emerson's voice carried through the room.

"We had one," Remington grumbled, "before you walked in."

I giggled a bit and went to stand, but I was pulled back, flush against Remington's bare chest.

"Five more minutes." He mumbled, nuzzling into my hair.

I shrugged and cuddled myself against him. Emerson rolled his eyes at us.

"You're lucky we have today off," Emerson stated before leaving.

I felt Remington's breath fan across the back of my neck as I dozed off again. Today was going to be a good day.

A/n: I can't find any good Ronnie Radke smut, if I wrote a one shot would you guys read it? Btw there's gonna be smut in the future of this book.