“You think i don’t know you’re avoiding me?”

Ron said harshly, gripping your hips and pinning you against the wall. He leaned down, boring his blue eyes into yours. You despise him. Or at least, that’s what you used to think…You and Ron hate each other. He thinks you’re annoying. You think he’s an asshole. There isn’t a day going by where the both of you don’t argue. But you’ve never considered the fact that maybe you…like him? Since that day you guys kissed in the janitor’s closet, you’ve been avoiding him. ‘It was a mistake…Just a mistake,’ you thought to yourself. And now…the redhead is right in front of you, leaning closer, your lips barely an inch away from each other. “You drive me crazy…” He mumbled, leaning down to capture your lips in a harsh kiss. With a groan, he slid his hands down to your thighs, gripping them and making you wrap your legs around his waist. Before you could complain, he started carrying you towards his dorm, his lips not leaving yours. As Ron stepped into his room, he kicked the door shut before pushing your back against the wall. “I hate you…” he panted, trailing kisses down your neck.