Trace The Lines //Ronnie Radke x Female Reader//COMPLETED

(2)//Readers POV//

My eyes open slightly in my dark room. I had napped when I got home. Sitting up, I rub my eyes softly before hearing a sudden bang on my window. The sound causes me to jump before I pull my curtains open finding Ronnie on the branch of the peach tree I use to sneak out. I open my window "Ronnie what are you doing here?!" I ask in a harsh whisper. "I was bored and wanted to see you" he cracks a smile. "Careful! If your too loud my dad will come up." I say carefully helping him into my bedroom. "Don't want dad to know you have a guy in the house? It's. It like we're having sex...yet." I smack the shit out of his arm as he laughs a little. "That isn't funny. My dads an abusive asshole." My eyes shift to the floor when Ronnie turns on my ceiling lights after removing his muddy converse. "What did he do?" My bed sinks a little as he sets next to me. I sigh softly "my mom and dad split up when I was 6, mom became a drunk and a prostitute when dad became a child molester and also, A DRUNK." I lie back on my bed feeling a mixture of negative emotions. "Well...That shit isn't happening while I'm around, okay..? How old are you? I didn't ask." "I'm 17" I answer. "Hah. Im older than you by two years" Says Ronnie giving a smug look. I yawn slightly still feeling a bit tired while I sit up crossing my legs. "So why did you help me with Bianca anyways?" My face turns a bright boiling red when Ronnie shifts to where his head rests in my lap. "What a hero isn't supposed to help the cute girl in distress?" I feel weird and nervous feeling bubbling inside of my body. "I'm not in distress" "From the way she was pushing you around, it looked that way." He shuts his eyes. "Well thank you.." I mumble softly. "Is this the part where the hero gets to finally kiss the girl?" His light brown eyes open again with excitement making me laugh a little. Ronnie is sitting up now, fairly close to me. I'm confused but intrigued. "You want the kiss you gotta get it yourself" I say teasingly. "Oh (y/n) don't make me beg!" Cries Ronnie whining. "Okay okay hush!" I place my hand over his lips which are surprisingly soft. "You don't even know me that well and yet you want to kiss me. Flirtatious much?" I cringe feeling him lick my hand. "Ew." Wiping the spit on his shoulder he laughs slightly. "I don't know that much about you but I do know I want to kiss that much of you." He places on of us long skinny fingers to my lips. I've never really been with a guy before. How do I know if I'm messing up..? What if he doesn't like me? "Why are you staring at me?" Ask Ronnie bringing me back to earth. Without thinking at all, I stupidly blurt out "Kiss me." My hands shoot to my mouth after seeing Ronnies eyes open wide with what I think is a combination of being shocked and excited. I sigh miserably. "I don't know how to kiss someone though." "Oh it's easy! First I do this." Ronnie adjusts his body now facing my direction in a fairly close way. Ronnie continues, "then, hm...this." He places his pale hands on the under slide of my jaw cradling my now blistering red face. His skin is soft but fairly cold from the rain I assume. For the first time in my presence, Ronnie is blushing. It's a faint pink but I can see it. I wait for him to continue speaking but he doesn't. His light brown eyes scan and analyze my facial features. And then, without warning, it happened. My heart beat so hard against my chest I'm surprised I didn't break a rib. A powerful sensation rip through my body, a sort of "Big Bang" if you would. As I mentioned before, Ronnie was venomous I could tell just from the rebellious and wild look in his eyes and the poison that hid behind his perfect white smile, but I became addicted the moment his soft lips crashed against mine. My eyes shut now returning the kiss placing my delicate hands on his shoulders. I hear him laugh a tiny bit in the kiss. "Damn. I've kissed a lot of girls but NEVER have I had a kiss like THAT." I narrow my eyes at the "lot of girls" part which catches his attention. "If I think what you're thinking, I'm still a virgin (y/n) chill." The clock on my wall chimes midnight. "I gotta go. I'll see you around sexy lady." Ronnie winks at me now exiting my window before placing a quicker peck on my now trembly lips. "Bye..." I wave slightly in a sing songs voice. That was crazy! Tomorrow is the weekend. Might as well go back to bed. I'm ripped from my thoughts as I trip over something on my floor falling flat on my face. Ronnie's converse. The crazy boy ran home shoeless. I shake my head smiling at yet ANOTHER item of Ronnie's in my possession. 'I wonder what his pants would look like on my floor' a giggle forces it's way out while I lay down drifting into a comfortable sleep.
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