I stood in the hallways, fiddling with the damn locker that wouldn't open up and was overall minding my own business.
But of course, no that couldn't stay this way. Sighing I leant against said locker and accepted that I wouldn't get my history book in the next few minutes.
My gaze wandered through the crowded hallway and stopped on a certain curly haired boy. Ray. Probably the kindest and most adorable boy in this school. He had plenty of girls gushing over him but didn't seem to notice any of them. Me included. I mean, we talked during classes and sometimes lunch or after school and I would consider us as friends but definitely nothing more. To my disappointment to be honest.
And on top of that he didn't even think like he was good with girls although I definitely could confirm that he was. Ray always was friendly, asked for my opinion, considered it and didn't immediately dismissed it even when he didn't share it. He treated me equally and gave me the feeling of being safe. In conclusion a total sweetheart. So how in hell could I not fall in love with him?
I was too deep in thought to notice him approaching me until he stood directly in front of me. To my confusion he planted his hands on my cheeks. I could feel them being slightly sweaty and tremble on my skin.
What was going on? I was frozen and looked up at him with probably the most irritated look on my face.
Ray began to bend down to me and whispered nervously: "Can I kiss you?"
Shocked I must have nodded because a second later I felt his warm lips on mine. Immediately my eyes fluttered close,thank God my impulses because my mind was definitely not focused on that. He moved them hesitantly as if to not scare me. Finally the shock wore off enough for me to respond to the sweet kiss and move my lips slowly.
My skin prickled from his gentle touch, his large hands on my cheeks, cupping them, his lips moving slowly. My hands rested on his broad shoulders, toying with the collar of his shirt.
Earlier than I liked Ray pulled away, his hands dropping from my face as if he had burnt them. What was happening?
He stepped away from me quickly, almost like he was running from me. "S-sorry... It was a dare! Frank wanted me to..." Ray stuttered out.
First I only looked at him in disbelief but his words slowly sank in. He didn't want to kiss me, he only did so because he didn't want to seem like a loser in front of his friends. Well, shit.
Tears began to well up in my eyes and I hurriedly turned away from Ray, running to the toilets and locked myself in. Right now I felt dumb. How could I assume that someone like Ray would like me? Of course it was too good to be true.
I sobbed and hid my face in my hands, lips still tingling from the kiss. Damn, why did he have to do that? Couldn't he kiss any other girl and not steal my first kiss and shatter my hopes on a relationship with him?
"Hey girl, are you alright?" I heard the familiar voice of Jamia Nestor call out, sounding worried. She must have come in and heard my crying.
For some reason I opened the door, desperate for someone to comfort me although I didn't know Jamia this good. She was Frank Iero's girlfriend from what I've heard. So she knew Ray but at the moment I didn't really care.
As soon as she saw my tear streaked face, Jamia hugged me closer than I expected from a girl I exchanged only a few words with. "Y/N right? What happened, girl?" She asked quietly while guiding me to the window sill and making me sit down.
I sniffled against her shirt, calming down slightly at her comforting gestures. "Ray kissed me as a dare and I thought he meant it." I choked out.
"Oh girl, I can't really imagine Ray doing something like that. Maybe you misheard him?" Jamia tried to find different explanations, rubbing the mascara streaks under my eyes away gently.
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Schoolgrounds (Ray Toro)
FanfictionA little oneshot with our sunshine Ray and the reader (who may have a little crush) at school. Something cute, that I originally wrote for a challenge but was too lazy to continue so here it is. Have fun!