The disco music blares at the rink.
I skate around freely, I don't mean to brag but I'm pretty good at it.
I look back over my shoulder and see that Ralph is sliding all over the place, quickly losing his balance before he falls to his butt.
I laugh and skate over, giving him a helping hand up.
"Are you okay baby?" I ask, trying to hide more laughter.
He blushes hard.
"I'm okay, I totally meant to do that" he replies, trying to play it off cool.
"I'm sure you did" I say sarcastically, he chuckles.
I hold his hand gently and skate around with him, keeping to a pace he's most comfortable with.
"How long have you been skating for Y/n?" Ralph asks curiously.
"Almost ten years!" I beam.
He looks at me with such admiration, it's my turn to blush.
"I might not be able to skate well but there's another thing I can do well.." he says with a glint in his eyes.
"Oh yeah, what's that?" I ask acting clueless.
He whispers in my ear and I feel myself getting wet.
"How about we go home in ten minutes?" I ask with a smile.
"I'd like that very much" he grins.
YOU ARE READING
Ralph Macchio imagines ♡
FanfictionI hope Ralph never reads this book or I'll have to change my identity and go into hiding
