Watching Ron while he stood on the end of the porch. He looked on edge while people passed by him putting things inside the R.V. When I had finished filling the container I stand up to see my Father holding Judith coming towards me.

"You sure?" I question.

"No, but if he's telling the truth this could be the start of everything." He explains.

At Michonne's voice my Father head turns and I follow to see her walking down the steps next to Jesus. I catch sight of Ron over to the side awkward talking to Maggie. She was smiling at him while he just reminded me a of a deer in headlights.

"Look I was going to tell you about me and Michonne but... It just happened, it just happened." He adds. "Last night." Dad seemed conflicted as he talks almost as if he was trying to pick the right words. "This- this is different."

I can't help but smile. "It's cool."

"Alright..." He nods before asking, "What about you and Ron?"

He ask catching me off guard. Without thinking about it my stare goes from looking at me Father to staring at Ron who was now taking something out of Maggie hand. Ron catches me looking at me and starts to make his way over while Maggie continues to talk to him as he does.

"Nothing Dad." I mutter.

"But this morning you were-"

I nudge my elbow into my Father rib to make him stop talking when Ron gets too close. A breathless laugh is the only response I get from him while I just smile at Ron who was waving goodbye to Maggie, who was getting on the bus. Ron move to my side, doing nothing more but staring down at the brown bag in his hand. Dad speaks up causing me to look away from Ron to see him giving me a knowing smile.

"Get your stuff, Gabriel can watch Judith while we are gone and keep an eye on Ron."

"No I'm not coming." Dad looks back at me confused. "Some one gotta keep this place running, keep it safe. A kid with a messed up face probably make the best first impression anyway."

You can see my Father face down in realisation of how I felt about my eye as soon as I finish talking. I give a smile to lessen the blow but I don't think it helps. Dad says nothing, he only hands me Judith. Ron however moves over slightly so his upper arm was pushed against mine. Ron grabs the container out of my hand before handing it over to my Father.

I hear Abraham call out to everyone making everyone going get on the bus one by one. Ron and I move back toward the house, standing on the porch steps until the bus takes off. I stay still until Judith finishes waving at the R.V. Ron watches us silently until I ask him.

"So whats in the bag?"

"Hm? Oh, I ask Maggie to go get some stuff from-" Ron doesn't finish his sentence.

I give Ron a once over taking in his expression before moving closer. "Anything interesting?"

"Not really, underwear mostly." Ron admits. "Knowing Maggie she grab more than I asked for."

"Sounds like her."

Moving from beside Ron I start to make my way towards the house though when my hand grabs the door handle, a loud voice grabs my attention. Ron and I look back over our shoulders to see Carol walking towards the house. Adjusting Judith in my arms I face Carol while Ron moves by me to go in the house.

"Does he not like me?" Carol questions.

"No, he is still... Adjusting."

"Mm." Carol watches the door for a moment before turning back to me. "I was just wondering if I could watch Judith."

"Why would you want to?"

"Well, since we got here there is more and more people taking care of her I don't get to see her as much. I miss the little one." She answers while playing with Judith hands.

"I mean, sure if you really want to." I answer.

"Really? Thank you Carl." Passing Judith over Carol smile grows while she watches her in her arms. "Don't worry I have a few of her things at my place left there from last time. Oh, make sure to bring over the dish from yesterday when you come pick her up, okay?"

"No problem."

"One more thing, yesterday with you and Ron...?" Carol doesn't finish her whispered question.

I try to stop myself from reacting obviously. "You're as bad as my Dad."

Carol giggles at my reaction whilst I quickly open the door and practically make a run for the once inside and the door closes. Coming to a holt in the lounge room I see Ron now sitting on the lounge with the paper bag open and chocolate bar hanging out of his mouth. With a bewildered look on his face Ron tries to move the stuffed chocolate bar out of his mouth.

I can help but laugh at his expression. With loud laughter I go to sit on the couch next to Ron. I sit close enough that my leg knock against him once I take my spot on the couch.

"Where's Judith?"

I shrug. "Carol ask to take care of her."

"So, you gonna go hang out with Edin then?"

"What?" I ask shocked. "No, why would you ask that?"

"You and Enid are... you know."

Ron mumbles staring down intensely at his chocolate bar. Ron seem flustered by the sentence making a smirk go along my lips. I move over to rest my chin on his shoulder and grab one of his hands in mine, making him instantly grabbing onto it. Ron takes a deep breath before looking at me from the corner of his eye.

"There is nothing like that between me and Edin." I reassure him. "Maybe before I thought I did but... Things change."

Ron now has turned his head so he is completely looking at me. His eyes run over my face looking for any sense that I am lying. However I just keep my smile while I look at him. Was that why he didn't want to cuddle with my this morning? He thought I was dating Enid. Does Ron honestly not see that I like him? At all? Carol and Dad notice how could he not?

I get caught in the moment of gazing at Ron that my eye linger down to his lips for a moment before I could stop myself. Enjoying our moment I didn't realise Ron lifting the chocolate bar back up until he put the last piece in his mouth with a loud crunch. I pull back, keeping my hand intertwined with Ron still while I give him a look of complete betrayal.

"What?" He ask with his mouth full.

"You didn't give me any!" I protest. "Thats not fair!"

"It was my chocolate bar." Ron argues in an amused tone. "I don't have to share."

"You should always share, Ron!" I point out.

"Says the one who uses all the hot water."

A fake a gasp. "How dare you!"

I realise Ron hand to have him look down at them in confusion while I quickly move both my hands to his side and begin to tickle his sides. After a few seconds of Ron having no reaction beside an amused smirk while he watched my failed attempt. Leaving my hands on his waist I give him him an annoyed look.

"You are ticklish?" I question in disbelief. He shakes his head. "What kind of person isn't ticklish?"

"Are you?" He asks.

"Of course."

I answer too quickly only to have Ron face twist into mischievous look go across his features. My eyes widen while I back away a little from him. He wouldn't? Before I can run away run grabs onto my side just like I did him and starts to tickle at my side. Unable to do anything beside laugh loudly I fall back having Ron follow me down.

Ron sat over me with his legs on either side of waist holding me in place against the lounge while I kicked about trying to get him off. My heart races at the contact whether over the tickling or for how close Ron was as he leans to laugh. Ron soon stop tickling me when tears start to wield in my eyes. Ron continues to laugh at my pathetic wheezing, while he is leaning his forehead on my shoulder.

"That wasn't funny." I remark.

"You're right." He admits into my neck. "It was hilarious you should have seen your face!"

Ron chuckles when I smack him against the shoulder. "No, I don't like it."

"Alright you big baby." He mumbles. "What do you want then?

Ron pulls back from my shoulder to stare down at me from only a few inches away. Him staring down at me like this I was now painfully aware of the fact Ron was sitting on my crotch. My stomach starts to fill with butterflies while I stare up at him silently. With my heart still racing I take a shaky breath while Ron continues to stare down at me seeming unaware of what him sitting above me like that was doing.

Ron goes to say something though before he can get the words out, I reach one hand up to grab the back of his neck dragging him down. Ron eyes widen at the motion while I close mine. My lips press against Ron in a rushed manner. Ron lips are soft, warm even. My heart is ready to give out for how fast it was racing while butterflies had turned into full on fireworks.

With rushing thoughts I pull without having Ron kissing me back at all. My stomach drops and a lump forms in my throat while I wait for some kind of response. Ron eyes were still as wide as they were before I closed mine. I let out a shaky breath honestly having no idea what was racing through his mine. Finally I move my hand from his neck to now push against his chest. Looking away I go to get up but Ron body doesn't budge.

"That's what you wanted?" Ron asked.

I look back to him. "But obviously not what you do so if you don't mind."

I go to push again but Ron grabs my hand moving it away from his chest and leans down to press his lips against mine again. This time Ron presses his lips firmly against mine while his presses his finger tips into the side of my waist. At first I don't react from the shock that Ron was now kissing back. Yet when I do start to kiss back I couldn't help but move my free hand up to neck and tangle the tips of my fingers into Ron's hair.

At the movement pull back only enough to rest his forehead against mine. Honestly I had a hard time taking my eye away from Ron lips while he tried to take a steady breath and failing miserably.

"You couldn't have asked for this earlier?" He remarks with a breathless laugh.

"Now, not the time for stupid comments." I point out.

"Right, right." He mumbles with a smirk as he connects his lips with mine once again.

First things first. You happy? I did! It sucked! Okay second off I've never kiss anyone so I don't know how that goes or feels but there you go! Please tell me if I have to get better at writing those I would. Honestly I wanna to know if I should get better at writing them.