Who can you trust?

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I give him my address and he enters it into the GPS. We drive in silence for a while until he speaks.

“What’s your name?” He asks, glancing at me before returning his eyes to the road.
“Kathryn. But you can call me Kat”
“Well Kat, here’s your house. It was nice to meet you. Make sure you call me sometime.” As he said that, he started leaning in closer and closer as if he were going to kiss me.
“But I don’t I have your number.” I breathed. Since when was I out of breathe? I must’ve been holding it as he leaned closer.

Our lips brushed as he said, “I wrote it on the autograph. “ Then our lips connected, sending sparks through my whole body. It was a deep, passionate kiss, yet also playful and light. I was so surprised that Ronnie kissed me. This is the first day we met, yet here we are, kissing.

We slowly pulled away, and he looked into my eyes. I opened the car door, got out, waved goodbye, and went inside. I shut the door, and then just slid down until I was sitting against it. I blushed and smiled to myself. Oh my god. I pulled out the picture of Ronnie he signed, and sure enough, written in black sharpie was “The drug in me is you. Make sure you call me and be my dealer. Love, Ronnie Radke. Then his phone number. Cheesy, yet so cute. Then I noticed Ally standing in the door way that separated the living room and kitchen.

“So who’s the mystery guy, where is he, and why aren’t you two up in that bedroom having fun?” Ally questioned.
“The mystery guy is going to stay a mystery because it was probably just a one time thing. He’s driving back. And because he’s driving back.”
“Boo you whore. I wanted to meet him!! When I saw you together, he looked pretty hot!!” She squealed.
“Oh. He’s not the one that drove me home. But I got his number.” I said absently
“WHAT?” She looked at my hand and saw the number that is now slightly smudged. She dove for me, pulled my phone out of my pocket, grabbed my hand, and dialed the number.
“No stop!” I screamed. But it was too late. Max picked up.

“Um hi yeah, it’s Ally, Kat’s friend. You met Kat today? *pause* Mhmmm *pause* so do you like her? *pause*I see. Well, I’m sure Kat would LOVE to hang out sometime. Would you be interested? *pause* Great!! Saturday night it is!! She’ll be so happy. What was your name again? *pause* Alright, bye bye. “

And she hung up. “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME THAT WAS MAX FUCKING GREEN?!?!?!?!?!? OH EM GEE.” She shrieked in my ear.


“Maybe because I didn’t want you to react like that. And maybe I don’t want to hang out with him on Saturday.”


“Are you crazy Kat? Who wouldn’t want to hang out with Max Green? Why don’t you want to?” “First of all, yes. I am crazy. Second of all, Ronnie wouldn’t want to hang out with Max. Third of all, because I only want to be friends with him, and I think he wants more. Plus, I met someone else tonight...” I said blushing


“Who could you have possibly met that is better than Max?” She asked flabbergasted. (He he. Flabbergasted.)


“Remember how someone different drove me home? Well that person was Ronnie. And we kissed.” And with that, I ran up into my room as fast as I could and locked the door. Hopefully she won’t bombard me with questions if I’m in here. Then I hear her banging on my door.

“You can’t stay in there forever. And I have some questions for you when you get out!!” She calls. Then I hear her go into her room and shut the door. I forgot to mention we live together.

She under estimates how long I can stay in my room. I have a bathroom in here, so that’s good. I have a TV and laptop. But I wonder if pizza can be delivered to a window…

I turned on my fan, turned off the light, and laid in bed thinking about Ronnie. I pulled out my phone to text him real quick that way he had my number.

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