Band Imagines

Visions (Ronnie Radke)

Ronnie Radke

Ronnie wasn't a sweet guy normally, he was a smart ass, an asshole, nothing like you, and you suppose that's why he fell for you, you were gentle and sweet, you loved everybody and a lot of times.. that's what got you hurt.

When you met Ronnie it was like nothing you've ever experienced, it was.. perfect in the most imperfect way, you could remember it perfectly..

you were at a party, it was October so it was cold as hell and of course you hadn't brought a jacket, the people in the party were all sweating and pushing against with you as heavy set rock music blared, you forced your way outside and the door slammed behind you, you were stuck, "Shieett.." you muttered, your once warm body now pricked with goose bumps across you arms and exposed legs, "Cold?" someone from behind you asked, you turned to face a tatted up man and you weren't going to lie, he was hot, you slowly nodded.

you wanted to speak for yourself but it was like your lips forgot how to work when he was staring at you, he chuckled and slipped off his leather jacket that had the word 'Radke' on the back on it in bright blue and red, where had you heard that name...

you were snapped out of your thoughts as he slipped the jacket around you slowly, his hot breath fanning on your face, "Whats your name?"  he asked softly, his voice was rough and low, you liked it, "Y/N" you replied, smiling at him slightly.

"That's a pretty name.. suits you" he shot you a wink that instantly made you blush, "Yeah, and what's yours?" he laughed softly and crossed his tatted arms, "Ronnie." he said casually, your eyes wided, Ronnie Radke, you did know him, his band at least.

you opened your mouth to say more but someone calling his name made him turn, before smiling at you and nodding, "Ill see you again." he stated then ran off.

he was right, you did see him again, everyday from that cold October night you had dreams about him, vivid dreams to, like if you wanted to reach out and touch him you could, even the food you ate almost had taste, it was crazy.. you felt oddly comfortable around this stranger like you could just call him up any time, but.. he wasn't really around.. he was just a dream.

At least that's what you told yourself everyday till one late March night, all you could see was lights, and this.. annoying beeping noise, then darkness, then a voice calling your name, who's voice was that? it was so familiar.. then with a deep breath something almost out of a movie happened..

you sprung up from your bed.. another dream? your eyes adjusted to the bright white of the walls, and the blasting lights above, and what was that beeping? it was louder now..

you rubbed your eyes and slowly looked over and there he was Ronnie, sitting on the chair beside you, "Y/N!" he exclaimed standing up, "Ronnie? Where am I?.. Why.." he gave her a sentimental look, "The Hospital, you've been here for days, you hit your head swimming on our honeymoon"

(I hope you all get this plot and the ending and all that jazz.. i worked really hard on it!)