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[farfromrealitypls]

Rafe x sunshine girlfriend

“Hey baby” he opened the door smiling, his bicep showing while he held the door.

“Hey”

You stepped inside and slung your arms around his torso, squishing your face against his chest and taking in is scent.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and placed a kiss on top of your head, then you pulled away to lock eyes with him.

“Do you wanna go to that outdoor movie tonight?” you asked smiling up at him, moving your hands to his chest.

“No? Why the fuck would I wanna do that?” he frowned and closed the door.

Your eyes widened and your mouth hang open in shock at his answer.

“Because it’s fun and all of our friends are going?” You scoffed and laughed in disbelief.

“Babe as long as I’m buried balls deep inside of you by the end of the night, we can do whatever you want” he flashed you his signature smirk and bit his lip while giving your waist a squeeze.

You shook your head and smacked his chest, which made him chuckle. You pushed yourself off him and rolled your eyes playfully.

“Remind me why I’m dating you again? I actually can’t stand you” you said while walking over to the couch.

“Whatever. Can you grab that bag for me?” He followed you and pointed at a small duffle bag that sat next to the couch.

“Why what’s in there?” You raised one eyebrow and grabbed the bag.

When you open it you saw all of your favourite snacks in there, a blanket and some sodas. Your eyes lit up and when you looked at Rafe, he just stood there smiling, arms crossed in front of his chest.

“Awee you got all of my favourite snacks. Why?” you sat the bag back down and happily made your way over to him, grabbing onto his waist and resting your chin on his collarbone.

“Because I tHoUgHt It WoUlD bE fUn To Go To ThAt MoViE aNd AlL oF oUr FrIeNdS aRe GoInG” he mocked your voice and grinned at you.

You scoffed and lightly smacked the back of his head.

He chuckled at your reaction and cupped your face.

“Because I love you and I’d do anything that makes you happy” he corrected himself and leaned in for a kiss.

“I remember why I’m dating you again” you said smiling against his lips before smashing your lips on his.

A/n: Guys I just wanted to take a second to thank you for all the support. It’s so awesome to see that you seem to like reading my stuff just as much as I love writing it. It warms my heart and makes it even more fun. Always feel free to dm me if there is something you would like to see<3<3

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Dancing with the enemy

Summary: Exactly what the title says, nothing more, nothing less. One dance can’t kill you right? You could never ever think differently of him, right?

Warnings: language and mentions of drugs, abuse if you squint

“Ugh I hate you” you groaned into your phone.

“I hate you too. Text me when something happens” Sarah chuckled.

“I will. Bye” you chuckled back and hung up.

Of course you didn’t hate her. Right now you were just jealous of her, for getting out of going to this stupid event. Well too be fair, she didn’t just talk her way out of it, she was home sick with a cold. But right now you wished nothing more than to just be home with her and you definitely tried to get out of this aswell. No chance.

The annual sunset ball, hosted by the Cameron’s and your family. It was a charity event, well more of a celebration of the people who supposedly raised the most money. And yet, you never witnessed any changes on the cut. You just saw THEIR houses get bigger, their diamonds get shinier and their expensive cars become more. You stopped voicing how ridiculous you viewed all this and just went along, because you knew your parents worked hard to be part of this. But it was way easier to keep this positive mindset when Sarah was around, which she wasn’t.

You pulled your phone out one more time, just to text her again how much you disliked being here without her.

“Put your phone away!” You mom said with a stern tone and grabbed your wrist.

“Alright jeez” you obeyed and shoved your phone back into your purse.

“Mrs. Scott will be holding the speech any minute” she whispered and leaned into you, keeping her gaze on the small stage.

“Woohoo” you jolted sarcastically which earned you a warning stare from your mother, but a slight chuckle from your dad.

You sighed deeply and leaned back in your chair, taking a look around the party. Kooks, super kooks and super super kooks but you had to admit the scenery was quite nice. The decorations and the outdoor lights looked amazing. The sun was slowly setting, painting the clouds and sky in pretty colours and there was a light breeze, that made the heat bearable.

“May I have your attention?” The sudden voice echoing through the speakers turned your attention to Mrs. Scott, standing in front of the microphone.

“We will now get to the most exciting part of our evening”

You zoned out 2 minutes max into her speech and dragged your gaze across the guest’s, letting your mind wander and thinking about what your friends might be doing now, when you suddenly locked eyes with Rafe Cameron who seemed to be doing the exact same.

He just stared at you with his cold blue eyes, you refused to break eye contact first and he did the same. You kept staring him down, waiting for him to give in, but instead he started grinning at you, which made you frown and finally you rolled your eyes before taking your eyes off him.

You couldn’t stand him and you couldn’t think about anything slightly appealing about him. Out of all the arrogant, spoiled and hypocritical people you‘ve met over the years, he was the worst. You knew he found you attractive, but his flirting attempts have done nothing more, than to draw you even further away from him.

„And now I feel honoured to announce our 2 donors, who have managed to raise the most money for our charity”

Your mom elbowed you and you quickly snapped out of your thoughts and joined the applause.

“Our two biggest donors of this year are… Our beautiful hosts! The Cameron’s and the y/l/n‘s! Congratulations! Please step forward.“

Oh fuck, was the only thing you could think of. You hesitantly followed your mom and dad after she discreetly but slightly aggressively, pulled you out of your chair. You forced a smile and stood in front of Mrs. Scott, together with the Cameron’s. Everyone was staring and you just wanted to disappear. Rose and your mom were shaking hands and so were Ward and your dad.You glanced at Rafe and he just stood there, hands in his pockets and chewing on his bottom lip, not looking at you.

„Again, congratulations. And as every year, we would love for the two winning families and their two oldest, to open the dance floor for us this evening“

Your heart dropped and you started blushing, as you just now realised what this meant. You whipped your head up and immediately locked eyes with Rafe, who looked at you with that smug grin that made most woman crazy, but just annoyed the shit out of you.

Ward Cameron grabbed Rose‘s hand and lead her to the dance floor smilingly.

„Y/n!” your mom whispered through gritted teeth.

“No! Forget it!” you quickly snapped.

Your dad waited for your mom.

“Y/n! Don’t make a scene and dance with him” she pulled you into her and walked you over, closer to Rafe.

“I would rather die. Did you forget what he did to Pope? To JJ? To all of my friends?” You turned to face your mother and turned your back towards Rafe, trying to walk past her.

“It’s a tradition. Get over it. It’s just a dance, you don’t have to marry him!” were her last words before she left you alone and took your dads hand, joining the Cameron’s.

You let out a grunt and gave your mother a death stare.

Since everyone seemed to be staring already, you gave in. You walked over to Rafe and immediately wanted to turn around again when you saw his stupid grin.

He held his hand out for you and you took it while rolling your eyes and let him lead you to the dance floor.

He placed his hand on your waist and you hesitantly put yours on his bicep. You couldn’t stand this. Any of it. The music started playing and he lead you through it. You could feel his eyes on you but you refused to look at him. You have never been so close to him, he was much taller than you would’ve guessed and his hands were surprisingly soft. You felt his body heat radiating off him and his cologne smelled expensive.

You only did the bare minimum while dancing, purposefully trying to make sure everyone watching knew how much you disliked it.

“You don’t think I find this fucking stupid?” he whispered to you while leaning in a little. His deep voice surprised you and finally made you look at him.

You decided to ignore him and just scoffed, before you took your eyes off him again.

He swayed you in perfect sync to the music and you were a little surprised by his dancing skills.

He made you twirl and pulled you back into him, your back hitting his chest which made you gasp and his big arm wrapped around you.

“Can you turn that frown upside down and just behave for 5 minutes?” He growled against your neck before turning you again to face him.

“Don’t fucking talk to me” you snapped and stared into his cold eyes.

“Easy there princess” he chuckled slightly.

“I will literally slap you across the face if you call me that again”

He scoffed but didn’t break the eye contact.

“You sure? I might be into that” he winked at you.

“You disgust me”

“Oh please. I could make you spread those pretty legs for me if I really wanted to” he whispered and stared into your soul.

Despite all the people watching you, you slapped your hand across his face.

He closed his eyes for a second and bit the inside of his cheek before both of you took a look around, to check how many people actually witnessed what just happened. You two just kept dancing. Acting like it was all fun and games, faking a smile and laughed it off. The majority didn’t seem like they saw anything happen and the ones that did, didn’t seem to care, but both of your parents definitely saw it and you felt your mothers eyes on you.

He shifted his gaze back to you, licked the inside of his cheek and chuckled deeply. You smiled up at him, pleased with yourself that your warning was not just a bluff.

“You’re not as tough as you think you are” he rasped and spun you around one more time.

“Right back at ya Cameron” you said while spinning back into him, when the music finally stopped, you let go of him. Meeting his eyes one more time before you walked off.

You knew everyone was staring at you, including Rafe when you returned to your seat.

“What on earth happened?” Your mom squealed while taking a seat next to you.

“Doesn’t matter. He deserved it” you took a sip of your drink, avoiding eye contact.

“You two are unbelievable. I almost believe you are in love with each other!” she threw her hands up and you almost choked on your drink at your mothers words.

“The way you can never put your feelings aside for just 5 minutes! You are not a child anymore! You don’t get to behave like this.” she continued.

“Love?! It’s the freaking opposite! I can not stand him, if you didn’t raise me without a principle of hate, I might even say I hate that guy” you defended yourself, absolutely irritated.

“The opposite of love is not hate y/n! The opposite of love is indifference! And you clearly care, someone you don’t care about couldn’t make you that angry” she said stern, staring at you angrily.

“That doesn’t make any sense” you shook your head and frowned.

“Lord help me” your mom pinched the bridge of her nose before taking a sip of her drink aswell.

“Can I leave?” you asked annoyed.

“No. You will sit down and be quiet for the rest of the evening. You will sit here, look pretty and have kind conversations with everyone that comes up to you. Understood?” She said in a serious tone and you knew she meant it.

“Yes ma‘am” you said with a hint of mockery which earned you one last death stare of your angry mom.

Then she left. You sighed and threw your head back. This evening was even worse than you expected. You crossed your arms in front of your chest in frustration and closed your eyes. You tried to imagine you were somewhere else, anywhere but here.

The angry voice of Ward Cameron caught your attention and you lifted your head up again, shifting your gaze towards that voice. You saw Rafe backed into a wall and Ward standing in front of him, yelling and making angry gestures. You couldn’t hear what he was saying exactly but you knew it wasn’t nice. Rafe looked terrified and if you didn’t know better, you could’ve sworn he was close to crying. You tried to listen closely but just couldn’t make out any words, but suddenly you heard a slap, loud and clear. You saw Rafe stumble into the wall, holding his cheek. Ward quickly looked around and you took your eyes of them for just a second. When you looked back, Rafe stormed off, his eyes met yours when he walked past you and he knew that you saw what happened. He also knew this wasn’t the first time you saw Ward hitting him.

In that very moment you felt bad for him. He was not a good person by any means, but even he didn’t deserve that. And you wondered how he would’ve turned out if he didn’t have such a shitty farther. He may have tuned out loving and gentle and not totally fucked up.

You decided to sneak off to the bathroom to call Sarah, telling her about your crazy evening so far. You took a look around to make sure you mom or dad didn’t see you. Then you quickly made your way inside. You hated to admit that you slightly hoped to walk into Rafe, you didn’t exactly know why. Maybe because you wanted to see that he was alright, not that you cared. You also felt the urge to apologise. You felt bad for slapping him earlier, you still believed he kinda deserved, it but it also wasn’t right to hit him, especially when you knew his dad did that more than enough already.

When you were out of sight you took a deep breath and made your way to the restrooms. Before you could walk in, you noticed a little ziplock bag laying on the floor in front of the mens bathroom. You walked towards it and picket it up, dangling it in front of your face. A little bag with white powder in it. You scoffed because you knew exactly what it was and you were 99% sure you also knew who it belonged to. This evening was taking quite the turn and you didn’t know exactly how to feel about it. At least it was anything but boring.With heels klicking, you decided to find the suspected owner.

You walked outside, around the building, away from the party and from a distance you saw Rafe. He mumbled something to himself and seemed to be looking for something, then he let out a grunt and sat down on a bench next to him. The first few buttons of his shirt were open, exposing part of his chest and his tie was loosened. You almost had to admit he looked attractive.

You walked towards him as he lit a cigarette. When he heard you steps approaching, he turned his head to look at you, taking a hit.

“Looking for something?” you held the small bag in front of his face, daringly.

He shot up and it made you flinch.

“Where did you get that?” His voice was deep and he slowly stepped closer, staring you down. Your heart started racing and you didn’t know if it was because he was quite unpredictable or because he really did look kinda hot.

You tried not to look intimidated, even tho he looked pretty scary right now. He towered over you and got closer every second, clenching and unclenching his jaw.

“Found it on the floor” you hid it behind your back, taking a few steps back.

He chuckled deeply and it gave you chills.

“Give it back” he said in a serious and low tone, taking another hit and not breaking eye contact.

“Nope” you kept walking backwards but he followed.

“Give it to me” he made a fast step, it made you gasp and he was now only inches away from you. You stared up into his eyes and could smell the mix of alcohol, cigarettes and his cologne.

“No” you said stern and shoved the little packet into your bra.

His gaze went straight to you boobs, his eyes widened and he raised one eyebrow. He threw his head back and chuckled.

“You think that’ll stop me?” He tilted his head and leaned in even closer to you, his dark eyes made you feel like there was no air to breath.

“Touch me and see what happens” you warned confidently.

“Are you flirting with me?” he grinned at you and you saw him reaching for your waist, his fingertips slightly brushed over the fabric of your dress before you stopped him.

“Remember when you told everyone how crazy the kick on a glock 17 is?” you placed your hand on his chest and held him back. Your fingertips met the part of his chest that was exposed.

“My dad just bought a new one last week” you whispered and gently pushed him away.

He threw his hands up in defense and just scoffed.

“Fine keep it” he stepped back and walked backwards towards the bench. He sat down, leaned back and took a hit of his cigarette, blowing the smoke into the air.

“Sell it and buy yourself another one of those slutty little dresses” he gestured at your dress.

“You don’t like my dress?” you asked sassy and took a few steps towards him.

“I love your dress. That’s why I want you to keep buying more” he smirked, flashing his perfect white teeth.

“Imma flush it” you stated.

“You’re stupid” he ran his hand through his hair and shook his head.

“You shouldn’t be doing that shit anyway” you shook your head and took two more steps towards him.

“Go ahead. Lecture me mama” he said, clearly not taking you seriously before throwing his cigarette to the floor.

You just rolled your eyes and decided to leave. You didn’t have the energy to have this conversation. Why even try. You could hear your moms voice in your head:“because you care”

“Hey y/n?”

You stopped in your tracks. You believed you never heard him say your name and something in you reacted to the way he made it sound.

You turned to face him again, flipping your hair over your shoulder.

“I’m sorry about what I said earlier” he said slowly and almost softly. It truly took you by surprise and you almost didn’t know what to say.

He just sat there, leaning his forearm’s on his knees and his hair hung messily onto his forehead.

“You should be sorry for a lot more things Rafe” you made your way back to him, referring to everything he has done in the past.

He nodded and looked up at you.

“I know”

Who was this man? Because the Rafe Cameron you knew would never apologise. For anything.

“But I want to apologise too, you know, for slapping you” you said softly and shrugged. You meant it.

“Nah I deserved that one” he said, rubbing his neck and smiled, looking down at his feet.

You smiled at his response and stepped right in front of him, your dress hiked up your thighs a little and you crossed your arms in front of your chest.

“You know people might actually like you if you stopped being such an asshole” you saw him gulp as he slowly dragged his eyes from your exposed thighs right in front his him, over your body, up to your face.

“If I stop, people will except me to be nice all the time. I don’t fuck with that. I’m not anyones dance monkey” he said looking up at you, leaning in and you saw the corners of his mouth slowly turning into a grin.

“That’s too bad. I think you would l make quite the cute dance monkey” you gently pushed his forehead and took a step back again.

He scoffed and nodded to himself, accepting your rejection once again.

“Do you really hate me that much?” he asked and it sounded genuine. And for the first time you thought his eyes didn’t look as cold as usual.

“You know, hate is kinda against what I believe” you explained before slowly walking backwards.

“So you don’t” he smiled and kept his eyes on you, not hiding how he scanned your body again.

“I don’t know. I might make an acception just for you Cameron” you giggled, turned around and walked off, swaying your hips.

“You should give me a chance” he yelled after you.

“Change and I might” you yelled back and smiled to yourself at your response.

You meant it.

[farfromrealitypls]

Kook party at the beach🥂🌊 You comin’?

[farfromrealitypls]

Bound to falling in love (part 2)

A/n: Hey guys! Here is part 2! I hope it doesn’t disappoint <3<3

You got up way before him and this time you didn’t wake him up. You went downstairs quietly and put on your favourite show and made some pancakes for breakfast. You sat on the counter and enjoyed the breakfast you just made and almost forgot that Rafe was even here, until you heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

“Good morning” you smiled and took another bite.

“Morning” he rasped, and smiled at you, hands in his pockets and hair messy.

You couldn’t deny that he looked extra hot like this.

“You want some?” You picked up the plate with the pancakes and offered them to him.

“Nah I should probably leave” he rubbed the back of his neck.

Your heart ached a little at his response, but you saw it coming.

“Oh… ok” you set the plate back down and shifted your gaze back to the tv show.

“I mean- I’m assuming you want me to go” Rafe drew your attention back to him.

Was that a question? You looked at him and he looked nervous for your response.

“Why’s that?” You asked.

“You want me to stay? He smirked and made a few steps towards you. You felt yourself blushing.

“I told you, you could if you wanted to” you answered quietly, not breaking eye contact.

“No, I asked if YOU wanted me to stay?”

“I wouldn’t mind it” your voice cracked and you felt even smaller in his presence.

“Alright i’ll stay” he gave you a warm smile and you smiled back.

“Do you want one now?” You pointed at the pancakes again and he chuckled and took one.

You spend the whole day with Rafe, watching movies, joking around and just talking. The day went by way too fast for your liking, you enjoyed having him around. Who would’ve thought?

You were currently sitting on the couch together, it was getting late and you got a little tired of watching movies.

“Rafe can I ask you something?” You asked softly.

“Sure” he turned his body a little to look at you better.

“You don’t have to answer ok?” you tried to take some seriousness out of the situation.

“Just ask ” he let out in a deep chuckle.

“Why are you doing coke?”

He was obviously taken aback a little by that question and you started to regret asking.

“I uh- It makes my thoughts go quiet you know? I need it to make it stop. But I’ve been trying to quit” he said slowly and avoided eye contact.

You frowned at his heartbreaking answer and tried to find the right words.

“Rafe there are different ways to deal with that” you tried to give him some encouraging words.

“Shit don’t you think I fucking know that?” He raised his voice and you flinched. His expression completely darkened.

“I’m trying y/n! I am! But everyone seems to know better!”

Your breathing fasted and you wanted to slap yourself in the face for completely ruining the evening with you being nosy. You felt yourself tearing up and tried everything to hold them back.

“I’m sorry Rafe. I-“ your voice cracked.

“Fuck no. I’M sorry” he cut you off with a way softer and quieter tone. He ran his hand through his hair and shook his head.

“I’m sorry y/n. I- I don’t know why I snapped like that” he locked eyes with you again and clenched his jaw, waiting for an answer.

“It’s ok. I shouldn’t have asked. It’s none of my business” you said and forced a smile.

You both remained quiet for a while before you just couldn’t fight the urge anymore to escape this situation.

“I’m actually tired. I’m gonna go upstairs” you couldn’t help but notice Rafe’s face when you got up and left. You immediately felt bad but you couldn’t make yourself turn around again.

When you went upstairs and crawled into bed you finally shed a few tears, there was no way you could actually sleep right now. You just stared up at the ceiling and tried to decide what to do. Should you go downstairs and apologise for just leaving? Should you just try to sleep and hope it’ll all be better in the morning?

How did you even get into this in the first place? How did Rafe Cameron go from someone you ignored to someone you cared about?

A knock on your door pulled you out of your carousel of thoughts.

“Come in” you said just loud enough for him to hear.

The door opened and Rafe stepped in. You sat up in your bed to face him.

“Hey uh- I’m really sorry. Can you forgive me?” he said with a deep and raspy voice, hands in his pockets.

You began to feel all fuzzy inside at the thought that he couldn’t fall asleep either.

“There is no need for forgiveness Rafe” you smiled softly and waved him over.

He made a few steps towards your bed, looking down at you.

“And if anything, I should ask you for forgiveness” you added and looked up at him.

“You’re forgiven” he said with that smug grin that you undeniably slowly fell in love with.

You started to blush and were thankful that the lights were off.

You lifted your blanket for him and he crawled into bed with you without hesitation. But this time, much closer.

His face was only inches away from yours and your heart was pounding so fast in your chest that it almost hurt. He let his eyes wander all over your face and stopped at your lips for just a second.

You wanted to say something, anything, but the words wouldn’t leave your lips. Suddenly his hand reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear that had fallen onto your face.

“I wanna be more like you” he said with a quiet, deep voice and just looked at you in awe.

Your eyes windend at that comment and you weren’t sure what it meant.

“What does that mean?” You let out a quiet, nervous laugh.

“I don’t know. I like the way you look at things”

Your eyes almost teared up and you couldn’t stop the smile from forming on your face. That was the sweetest compliment someone has ever given you and it came from Rafe Cameron.

“I just fuck everything up you know? You make things better and I make things worse” he continued and you could see in his eyes that he really believed it.

You didn’t want to him think of himself like that.

“You don’t Rafe” you softly placed your hand on his chest and you could feel his heartbeat.

“You have a beautiful soul and I wish you would let more people see that. I know you’re constantly craving your dads validation, but if you keep doing that you’ll just run in circles. You need to put a higher value on yourself and prioritise something else. Something that makes you happy.” you whispered softly, not breaking eye contact and just hoped to get to him.

He just looked into your eyes for a while, not saying anything. You were scared you said something that upset him again.

Then suddenly he reached for your hand that was still on his chest and placed his on top of it.

“Or someONE that makes me happy?” he asked softly with a grin.

“Yeah” your eyes lit up and you smiled back at him.

He pulled you closer to him, wrapped his arms around you and held you close to his chest.

You completely snuggled into him and had to admit, you never felt more safe in your life than tugged in tight in his arms.

He took some deep breath’s before his breathing started to slow down and so did yours. You started to drift off to sleep as he started to softly run his hand under your T shirt, over your back and along your spine. You smiled against his chest.

You both fell asleep just like that.

The sun rays peeking through your window woke you up and as soon as you gained consciousness you felt the weight of Rafes arm. He had his arm hanging lazily over your waist and you could feel his breath on your neck. You felt wide awake in a second as your heart started beating faster again. Why did this feel so right?

You decided you wanted to take a shower before he woke up, so you slowly shifted under his arm, trying to get out of bed. When his arm flopped on the bed he let out grunt and shifted his body. You took a second to admire that beautiful man laying in your bed. The way his hair fell messily onto his forehead and his big arms tucked under the pillow made you smile. When you snapped out of your staring you finally managed to leave before waking him up.

The hot shower was just what you needed. It relaxed your tensed muscles and gave you time to unravel the mess inside your head. How did you go from barely knowing Rafe Cameron, to having butterflies in your stomach from just looking at him. You didn’t know and you didn’t care. All that mattered was that you didn’t want it to stop. Ever.

You changed into some sweatpants and a tank top before returning to your bedroom.

When you stepped out of the bathroom Rafe was sitting on the end of your bed, looking down at his phone. His head whipped up when he heard you stepping in and he smiled up at you.

“Good morning” he said smiling.

“Morning” and the butterflies were back.

“I uh- Imma get ready and then I’ll have to leave” he said while shoving his phone back into his pocket.

“Oh…ok” you tried not to sound to upset even tho you wished he could stay with you forever.

“Yeah… I have to get back to Topper, I’ve been ignoring his calls” he continued and slightly chuckled, rubbing his neck.

“Alright” you gave him a little smile and walked over to your drawer to grab a pair of socks.

Rafe nodded and then went into the bathroom. You have him some clean towels and a toothbrush when he stayed over.

While he was in the bathroom, you were the one now sitting on the end of your bed, thinking about everything that happened again, thinking about how you got so close, so fast.

When he got back he he must’ve read your mind and noticed something was bothering you.

“You ok?” He asked.

“Yeah yeah. I’m ok” The sudden appearance of his voice surprised you, but you immediately got up flashed him a half hearted smile.

He slowly started walking towards you.

“I wanna stay. I really do” he said softly, trying to make sure you knew he meant it.

“I just need to catch up with Topper. I swear that’s all. And when I’m done, I’ll be back if you want me to and I’ll take you out” he smirked at you and reached for your hand to pull you closer.

“Does that sound good?” he gently grabbed your chin so you were looking up at him.

“Yes” you answered quietly. Gosh why did this man have this affect on you now?

“Good” he nodded, let go of your chin and quickly kissed your cheek before he turned to leave.

But you felt like you couldn’t let him leave just yet. This wasn’t enough. You wanted more of him because you were scared that when he left, this would never happen again.

“Rafe” you called after him before he walked through the door.

“Yeah?” he turned around to face you.

You made a few fast step towards him, grabbed his face and smashed your lips on his. He was clearly surprised but then quickly kissed you back. His hands found place on your waist and he pulled you closer into him. The kiss was slow and passionate and nothing ever felt so right. Your body felt like it was on fire. You ran your hands over his neck and into his hair. His lips were soft and felt like they were made for kissing yours. You kissed him so desperately and the kiss got more and more heated with every second.

„Rafe i want you“ you whispered into the kiss.

His touches became more rough and one of his hands went to the back of your neck, keeping you in place. You lightly tugged on his hair and he let out a low grunt into the kiss. The sound of that sent a shiver down your spine and you never wanted this moment to stop.

Then he suddenly pulled away. Your heart was racing and you knew your cheeks were flushed. You just stood there staring into each other’s eyes, both heaving heavily. Rafe cupped your cheek and softly ran his thumb over it, before placing his hand back on your waist, giving it a light squeeze.

“You know, if you came on to me like this a few weeks ago, I would’ve totally just fucked you and brag about, telling everyone” he broke the silence.

“Well that’s a nice thing to say” you said sarcastically, giggled slightly and raised your eyebrows in disbelief. Did he seriously just say that?

“Let me explain” he returned that giggle and still held you close to him.

“When I first saw you I thought you were the hottest girl in obx, like everyone else. And then I thought you were an arrogant bitch because you rejected every single guy that came on to you“

You frowned up at him and wondered where he was going with this.

“You know, I just thought you think you’re better than everyone. I would’ve wanted you just for the body, just to prove that I could get you, but now I really got to know you and I don’t wanna do that anymore”

What was that supposed to mean? You still frowned and gave him a half hearted smile, waiting for the good part of that speech.

“I mean I do! Fuck no I do” he corrected himself.

“But because I like you”

Your heart made a jump at his words and your legs suddenly started to feel like jello.

“You changed my whole life in only a few days and I love being around you. I know you’re way too good for me and I know I may not be the type of guy you would go for, but please give me a chance. I can be better”

Your frown turned into a smile and you lost yourself in his blue eyes, wanting him to never stop talking.

He gently took your face in his big hands and when his cold rings touched your warm skin you got goosebumps all over your body. He pulled you closer and rested his forehead against yours. His lips lightly brushed yours and you wanted nothing more than to kiss them again.

“I wanna be your boyfriend.” He whispered.

„I‘d love that“ you whispered back and smashed your lips back on his. He smiled into the kiss and there you were, not only kissing Rafe Cameron, but also your boyfriend.

[farfromrealitypls]

Bound to falling in love

Summary: Helping out a friend- well, someone you knew. Let’s put it that way, turned out to affect your life more than you ever intended. And soon he’d actually become a friend and even more?

Warnings: mention of drugs, addiction, anxiety, language, making out

A/n: hey guys!!! I’m so sorry for not being active in so long! But now I’m back and to make it up to you, I already wrote some new stuff. I’m also working on a part 2 of “I care” since a lot of you seemed to like it. I love all of you guys and I hope you enjoy this one. Part 2 will be out tomorrow<33 Also please ignore the weird spacing in this, I couldn’t figure it out.

It was a beautiful morning in obx. You were in a light slumber, laying in your big bed between big white pillows and a huge blanket. Wearing nothing but a big T-shirt and panties. A light warm breeze softly hit your face through your open window and made the curtains dance in the wind. You could hear the birds chirping and the first sun rays peeked through the clouds. If you listened real closely you could even hear the waves from a far. What a peaceful morning.

That peacefulness disappeared abruptly when the doorbell rang. You let out a whine and scrunched your nose at that disturbing sound. You shifted your body but didn’t bother opening your eyes. But then it rang again. And again. And again…

“What the hell!?” You sat up with a grunt and ran your hand through your messy hair. Your threw the blanket off and dragged your grumpy self downstairs, eyes barely open. On your way down you heard loud knocking adding on to the obnoxious ringing.

“Someone better be dead” you mumbled to yourself.

You opened the door and standing there was Rafe Cameron.

“Wtf Rafe” you brought out, eyes half closed and annoyance written all over your face.

“Is Top here?”

“No? Why would he be?” You whined.

“He’s not home and I need to talk to him”

“Ok? So you decide to come here and terrorise me on my day off?” Was he serious? You didn’t bother trying to open your eyes more. You just wanted to go lay back down.

“Do you know where he is?”

He just walked past you, entering your house. Looking around like you were hiding Topper somewhere.

“Come in i guess” you shook your head in disbelief and closed the door.

“I need to find him” he said with a really serious tone.

Something was off. It’s Rafe, so it’s always something off, but this was different. You finally looked at him and let your tired eyes scan him. He looked like he hasn’t been sleeping in days. He had dark circles under his eyes and his eyes look even more insane that usual. He was glistening with sweat and kept fidgeting and continuously bit the inside of his cheek.

Rafe took a moment to get a good look of you too. His eyes wandered from your wild hair, to your puffy lips, down to your chest and then to your legs. You could see his lips turning into a small smirk. That’s when you realised you were standing in front of him with only a shirt and panties. Hair all messy and definitely no bra. It made you blush and you tried to pull your T-Shirt down a little further to cover up more of yourself and crossed your arms over your chest.

“Why? What’s so important?” You drew his attention back to your face.

“Doesn’t matter” He kept pacing back and forth.

You scoffed. The audacity of this man. You saw him mumbling something to himself and started to genuinely worry a little.

“Rafe are you ok? You look kinda miserable” you asked with a soft voice, tilting your head.

“I need to borrow some money from him” he stopped his pacing, but didn’t face you.

Money? That’s what all this drama is about? He is literally called “the kook prince” He had that nickname for a reason.

“For what?” You raised your eyebrows.

“I’m in debt with someone” He answered slowly. You expected the answer to be “a boat” or “a new bike” but debt actually sounded like a reallife problem.

“Rafe your dad owns half of this island. Ask him for money” you squeezed the bridge of your nose and really tried not to sound too unimpressed.

He remained silent for a bit before his eyes finally met yours again.

“He cut me off from all the money”

“Oh… well just tell whoever you owe money, to give you more time until you saved it up” you suggested, truly trying to insure him it’s not that big of a deal.

“I can’t! Fuck I can’t!” He raised his voice and threw his hands up. He started pacing again, biting his nails and his breathing fastened. This was definitely a big deal, you started to realise that he had to be in some deep shit and you honestly felt bad for him.

“Who the hell do you owe money?” You took a few steps towards him.

He zoned out and just stood there, clenching and unclenching his jaw.

“Rafe…” you softly pulled him out of his thoughts.

“Why is that important?” He shrug his shoulders and met your eyes. He looked so awfully tired.

“Because we will figure something out”

His expression softened and he gulped.

“Barry”

“Barry?!”

He was taken aback by your reaction and tried to figure out what it meant.

You sighed, turned around and left to go upstairs without a word.

“Where are you going?” He asked confused.

“Putting clothes on. And then we’ll go to Barry’s and fix your problem”

Rafe hesitated but you convinced him to trust you. He got into your jeep and you made your way to Barry’s. While driving you were rethinking your decision to help him. He was rude to you most of the time, he was arrogant and a coke snorting, spoiled rich kid. But the truth was, you never believed Rafe was as bad as everyone claimed. Sure he was an asshole, but many people were. You avoided and ignored him most of the time but you knew deep down he was just a little sad boy, with a shitty family and shitty friends. And something in the way he showed up at your house today, desperately needing help and miserable, made your heart ache. You looked over to him and he was playing with the ring on his finger, looking out the window. That’s when you noticed a really bad wound on his wrist. It looked like a burn mark and not a small one.

“What’s that on your wrist?” You asked concerned.

“I was late on a payment” he answered dry without facing you.

You frowned and tried to to get rid of the images of the scenario in your head. Now you really felt bad.

He didn’t say a word the whole ride and when Barry’s house appeared you heard him take a deep breath.

You parked the car.

“Stay here” you didn’t give him time to answer, you shut the door and walked towards Barry’s house. He scoffed at your bossy tone and then watched you disappear when Barry opened the door and let you in.

He didn’t take his eyes off the door the whole time you were gone. He chewed on his nails and went through a bunch of scenarios that could be happening right now.

Just when he decided to check on you, the door finally opened and you stepped out and made your way back to the car.

“Alright you’re good” you buckled yourself in.

“What?” He shifted in his seat to look at you better, clearly confused and waiting for details.

“You’re good. You don’t owe him anything anymore” you said proudly and gave him a warm smile.

Rafe let out a content sigh and leaned back in his seat, one hand pressed against his heart, eyes closed.

He opened them abruptly and turned to look at you again.

“You uh- you didn’t promise him any weird favours right?” He asked and stared into your soul.

You tilted your head in confusion.

“You know, you didn’t like suck him off for cash in there right?”

“Rafe that is called prostitution and is actually illegal.” You said with a giggle and couldn’t believe that that’s what worried him.

What Rafe didn’t know was that you knew Barry. Quite a long time actually. Not because you bought drugs from him, but because you were some what like friends. You hooked him up with a good paying job this one time and he owed you a favour for that. So you asked him to let Rafe go. He gave you this super long speech about how Rafe Cameron is a bad guy and he wasn’t worth it. It took some convincing but he finally agreed.

“No he actually owed me a favor. I helped him get an awesome job this one time and he had to make that one up”

You could see the relief on Rafes face and smiled at him.

“Thank you” he said quietly, smiling back at you.

“No problem. Do you want me to drop you off at your place?”

Rafe remained silent for a few seconds before he answered.

“My dad kicked me out” he took his eyes off you and looked down at his hands.

“Oh. I’m sorry” you didn’t wanna ask why. He already seemed upset.

“You can stay at my place if you want to. My parents won’t be home until next week” you offered with a soft smile.

“No it’s fine. You already got me out of a lot of shit” he shook his head.

“Whatever. I’ll take you to my place for now and if you decide to stay, you can” you put your car in drive and drove off. You glanced at Rafe, when you locked eyes with him he quickly took his eyes of you again.

You pulled into the driveway and then walked Rafe back to your house.

“Alright there is food in the fridge if you’re hungry. I gotta leave now tho, I’ll be back in a few hours”

“Where are you going? I thought it’s your day off?” He stood in front of you, hands in his pockets.

“Yeah but I’m volunteering at the hospital today”

“You-fuck. You know I swear if I look closely, I can see a fucking halo above your head.” He scoffed and pointed at your head.

“Yeah right” you chuckled and reached for the door handle.

“Y/n?”

You turned around to face him again and he stood there chewing on his bottom lip.

“I’m gonna get my shit together. I know everyone thinks I’m a fuck up, but imma get it together real tight.” He tapped his chest and stared into your eyes.

“I know you will. I believe in you” you said genuinely with a soft tone.

He nodded and gulped. And were those tears pooling in his eyes?

“I’ll start right now. I’ll figure something out” he stuttered and started pacing back and forth again.

You began to really feel bad for him, he was so broken and the fact he thought about himself as a fuck up hurt you.

“You should just rest Rafe. You’re tired. Give yourself some time and stop beating yourself up. It’s ok” you took a few steps towards him.

He stopped in his tracks and pressed his palms onto his eyes, taking a deep breath.

“Come here” you opened your arms for a hug.

He looked at you and hesitated, you could see his eyes glistening with tears.

You decided to just go for it and went over to him and embraced him in a tight hug.

He just stood there akwardly and you could feel every muscle tensing up underneath your touch. You started to gently run your hand over his back and finally he slung his arms around you, squeezing you so tight that it almost hurt. He buried his face into the crook of your neck and you felt some tears hitting your skin. There you were, holding this huge man who obviously didn’t get hugged enough his whole life.

Suddenly he pulled away and you let him go.

“Fuck sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong, probably coming off my high you know” he was quick to wipe away the tears, ran his hand through his hair and straightened his spine. Now he looked really tall and intimidating again. Just like the Rafe Cameron you knew.

You weren’t offended by him trying to find excuses now. You knew he needed that.

“Get some sleep. The couch is actually super comfy and if it’s not, you can go upstairs in my room.” You went towards the door again and opened it.

He nodded and ran his ringed finger over his bottom lip.

“I gotta go” with that you closed the door behind you and got into your car.

When you drove back home after your day at the hospital, you didn’t expect Rafe to still be there. You already convinced yourself that this was a one time interaction with him and that he’s just going to be rude to you again. He’s gonna pretend like all this never happened and he’s gonna tell you to shut up about it too.

You opened the front door and threw your stuff on the floor, walking straight into the kitchen to grab some food. You grabbed some leftover pizza and made your way to the living room.

You almost dropped your plate when you saw a person laying on the couch. It was Rafe. You couldn’t help yourself but smile when you saw him sleeping so peacefully. He was laying on his stomach, face squished into a pillow and his huge arms tucked under it. He barely fit onto the couch. You couldn’t take your eyes off him, he was absolutely beautiful and the sight of him still being here gave you butterflies.

You quietly set your plate on the table and grabbed a blanket. You gently threw it over his body. While doing so, you accidentally kicked the table and you flinched at that sound. Rafe shifted his body.

“I’m so sorry. Go back to sleep” you whispered.

“Mhm” he didn’t open his eyes and just tucked himself in with the blanket.

You giggled and took your plate upstairs with you. You ate your pizza and went to sleep.

You woke up in the middle of the night and felt like you were gonna die of thirst, so you decided to go downstairs and grab some water. You grabbed a cup and it fell out of your hand into the sink. You mentally face palmed yourself and just hoped it didn’t wake Rafe for a second time. You told him to get some rest and now you’re the one disturbing his rest.

“Y/n?”

Shit. You thought to yourself.

You made your way over to him.

“I’m sorry. I swear I’m not doing this on purpose” you tried to convince him.

He was laying there, face still squished into the pillow and one arm hanging off the couch. Eyes still closed, he looked like he fell asleep again.

You turned to leave when he grabbed your arm. You looked down at where his huge hand wrapped around your wrist.

“Wait” his eyes were still closed.

“Can you stay?” He asked with a deep raspy voice, half asleep.

“No” you answered.

He let go of your wrist and opened his eyes to look at you. He nodded and quickly took his eyes off you again.

“But you can come upstairs with me” you giggled softly.

A huge smile crept on his face and you could see the relief in his eyes.

“It’s a little more comfortable than the couch” you added.

He got up and towered over you, running his hand through his messy hair. You could feel the heat radiating off him and it made your heat beat faster. He just looked down at you until you pushed past him and he followed you upstairs into your bedroom. You snuggled into your sheets and so did he. You weren’t touching but he was laying close enough so you could feel his body heat and hear his breathing. You hated to admit that it made you feel safe and calm. You fell asleep pretty fast but every once in a while his hand would accidentally brush against your arm or he would lay so close that you could feel his breath against your neck and it made your body feel like it’s on fire. Why did you feel like this? You tried to shove all those feelings into a mental box and burry it deep down, since he’s most likely gonna disappear in the morning.

[farfromrealitypls]

I care

Summary: You made a risky choice helping Rafe, but it felt so right and turning out… it was.

(This story is inspired by that one scene in obx, were the pouges tried getting JJ’s boat for John B)

Warning: Angst, violence, language, blood

A/n: Hello!!! Yeah I have a thing for mean Rafe with a soft spot for y/n… and for y/n to be the one “fixing Rafe” enjoy <3 Also, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

The whole situation was so chaotic, you could barely comprehend what was happening.

Barry was long gone, leaving only Rafe.

You exchanged panicked looks with Kiara before looking around and seeing Pope still beating the shit out of Rafe.

“Pope stop! You’re gonna kill him!” you yelled and grabbed Popes arm.

“He almost killed me! Remember?” He snapped back, still having that insane look in his eyes, hitting Rafes face over and over again. He let him fall to floor and grabbed the metal bar, wrapping it around his neck and started to choke him.

“Pope enough!” Kiaras voice echoed through the hall.

“Pope!” JJ added from a far.

You could see Rafes body slowly going numb and his face turning lightly blue.

“He didn’t tho! Get off him!” You grabbed Pope from behind and tried to pull him off with all your strength.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you defending him?” He finally let go of Rafe and the tall man fell to the floor, panting for air and blood smeared all over him.

You dropped on your knees next to him, tearing up at that sight.

Of course Pope didn’t deserve it, but neither does Rafe…

“Pope look at him! He’s had enough!” Your voice cracked as you yelled up at Pope.

“Are you serious? Did you forget what he put us through?” He yelled back tilting his head and squinting his eyes in disbelief at your words.

JJ and Kiara stood there, watching the scenario from a far, not really knowing what to do.

“I know! I know! But we’re not better if we do the same thing to him!“ you shook your head and the first tears started rolling down your rosy cheeks.

„I- Y/n what the fuck! Who’s side are you on?“

You ignored his question and just looked at Rafe through your teary eyes.

„Breath, breath Rafe“ you whispered in a soft voice.

„He jumped me with a golf club y/n!“ Pope screamed at you louder this time.

You snapped your head back up at him.

„And who fixed you up Pope? Huh? Who was there? Taking care of you? Us! 4 fucking people! JJ, Kiara, John b and me. And who’s gonna make sure he’s ok when you fuck him up? Nobody. His dad is probably gonna beat the shit out of him some more when he comes home like this.“

„He should!“ He shouted, slightly bending down, making sure Rafe heard it too.

You scoffed and shifted your gaze to JJ and Kiara, still standing by the door, unsure of what to think about all this.

„Let’s go y/n. He‘ll be ok, come on“ Kiara tried to convince you with a soft voice, waving you over.

„No you guys should leave. Hate me forever i don’t care“ you sniffled, turning your attention back to Rafe.

“You’re insane.” were Popes last words to you before he stormed off.

JJ looked at you once more before following Pope, Kiara hesitated a little longer, giving you a little smile before she left too. Leaving you with Rafe.

You sat there sobbing on your knees, watching Rafe still panting for air, with blood all over him.

“Shh. Its- Its ok” the sobs making it hard for you to form that sentence. You gently ran your hand over his chest, wiping your tears away with your other hand.

You couldn’t make out the reason that made you stay, but you knew seeing him like this made your heart ache.

Suddenly he reached for your hand and just held it, pressed against his chest.

His breathing started to calm down and he made eye contact with you, there was something sparkling in his eyes and you couldn’t figure out what it was.

You just gave him a warm smile.

He took one last deep breath and slowly tried to sit his aching body up, letting go of your hand.

“Careful” you said softly, putting your small hand on his back to help him sit up.

He let his head drop, not saying a word.

“Can I see?” You gently took a hold of his jaw, lifting his head to look at the wounds on his face. You leaned in closer to get a better look and Rafe just stared at you, scanning your face. When you noticed and your eyes met his, you pulled away. You gulped.

“Does it hurt a lot?” You asked quietly, feeling stupid after for asking that. Of course it hurt.

“No it’s fine.” His voice was low and raspy.

He slowly got up and his face contorted in pain. You got up with him attempting to get a hold of his arm to steady him, but he pulled away.

Slightly hurt by his rejection you took a step back.

“I don’t think you should be up, you probably have a concu-“

“I said I’m fine. Ok?” he snapped back.

You gulped and his behaviour hurt you, he realised you stayed for him. Right? Why was he acting so cold now?

“So what do you want in return for helping me? Money?” He said annoyed while rubbing his head.

You were taken aback by that question.

“A “thank you” will do” you shrug your shoulders and shook your head.

He scoffed.

“Yeah thanks. Not like I needed it”

He turned his back to you and made his way towards the door, you hesitated but followed. Was he serious?

“You should go home and let someone take care of your cuts” you mentioned while catching up to him.

“My dad kicked me out. I can’t go home.” He said dry while still walking away from you.

“Do you at least wanna call him?” You suggested innocently.

“He doesn’t care ok?” He stopped and turned around to yell at you.

You flinched at his sudden outburst.

You could see the pain in his eyes, but it wasn’t from the cuts, it was something way deeper.

“No one does.” He added before walking out the door.

“But-“

“Go home y/n” he didn’t even look at you.

You were still following him outside.

“Rafe-“

“Just leave! I’ll venmo you cash for your “hero act” alright?” He sat down at the dock that was right in front of the building. He rested his hands in his palms, not glancing at you once.

You stood there trying to blink away the tears that were forming in your eyes. You just risked losing one of your best friends for him and he acted like this. Now you felt stupid for caring, for staying with him and for trying to be nice to him.

“Fine” you said quietly and left.

You walked off and couldn’t stop yourself from crying. „What did you think? Why did I even try? He is RAFE“ you mumbled to yourself. „Gosh“ you stopped in your tracks, pressing your palms onto your eyes and took a deep breath. One last sob escaped your body before your breathing finally stabilised. You let your hands drop again and just stood there for a while. You didn’t walk off that far yet and suddenly you had the urge to turn around. You had this image of him sitting there alone, hurt, probably hating himself and scared to go home. It made you feel sick. You thought about all the people that had probably walked out of his life, because he acted exactly like this when they did something nice. And you knew he always claimed to be a „proactive“ type of person and believed he could handle everything. But you thought everyone needed at least one person in their life that will be there for them, no matter what, even Rafe. You decided you will try to be the person that stays.

So you took another deep breath and turned around, with fast steps you made your way back to him.

His head whipped up when he heard your footsteps and he frowned when he looked up at you. His hair parted in the middle and fell onto his forehead. The blood on his face had dried and even with the bruises and cuts, he was still handsome.

“I care.” You said standing in front of him.

“What?” He shook his head in confusion.

“I care about you” you repeated, feeling nervous because you just said that out loud and there was no turning back now.

His expression softened and he gulped. He watched you carefully, not taking his eyes of you. He scanned your whole body, trying to comprehend what was happening.

“And I’m not gonna leave. You think I would risk losing a friend that I’ve known my whole life, for someone I don’t care about? No. I’m staying until we get your face fixed up and until I can make sure you’re ok” you sat down next to him, looking at your feet dangling from the dock.

You could feel him staring at you, but you were to nervous to face him. Your heart was beating so fast, you were scared he could hear it. The silence was unbearable and you wished he would just say something. Anything.

He remained silent and took his eyes of you, looking down at his own feet.

You stared at the water and it felt like time just stopped, you wouldn’t be surprised if you would just wake up at any moment, realising it was just a dream.

You gave yourself an inner pep talk before deciding to just risk it all and leaned over to put your head on his shoulder. You felt him tense up beneath you and he let out a shaky breath. But he didn’t push you away or made any comment. Instead you felt him resting his head on yours too, leaning into your body more.

You felt warm and safe in his presents and you liked to believe he did too. You closed your eyes and now desperately wished this really wasn’t a dream.

Suddenly you felt him move and reach for your hand, he took your hand from your lab and intertwined his fingers with yours. He ran his thumb softly over your skin. You felt yourself blushing and hoped he wouldn’t notice.

“Thank you” he whispered. You felt the butterflies in your stomach and the heat rising to your cheeks even more.

“Of course Rafe” you whispered back and gave his hand a little squeeze, you could feel him smile against your head.

[farfromrealitypls]

Rafe x singer girlfriend

Face claim: Madison beer

“No no no no, shit!”

“What?” You lifted your head to look at Sarah, who sat across from you at the counter, looking panicked at her phone.

“The band I booked just cancelled” she threw her phone out of her hands and let her head fall onto her arms on the counter.

“Oh shit” you frowned and looked at your best friend.

“What am I gonna doooo?” She mumbled into her hands.

“Try to book someone else.” You suggested.

“How am I gonna get someone else in an hour?! It’s ruined!” She whipped her head back up.

“The live music was going to be the highlight, singing THEIR song. It was supposed to be perfect. Ugh! Rose should’ve never trusted me with their anniversary party” she whined and let her head fall back down again.

Sarah spent almost the whole last week planning this out. It was Rose’s and Ward’s anniversary and Rose wanted a big party and told Sarah she could plan it.

“Sarah it’s still a great party” you walked around the counter and stood next to her, putting your hand on her back to comfort her.

“The decoration is amazing and the slideshow is the cutest thing ever” you assured her.

“Oh my god! Y/n can you sing at the party? she whipped her head up again, you swore you heard it crack and she looked at you with wide eyes.

“What?” You gasped in disbelief.

“Y/n please! I’m never gonna get someone else for tonight and you are way better than anyone else” she grabbed your arm.

“Absolutely not” you shook your head and ignored her puppy dog eyes.

“Why not? Pleaseeeeee. Just this one song. Nothing else. This is so essential, it’s THEIR song and it’s way more emotional when you sing it than me just putting it on speaker” she whined and squeezed your arm even tighter, pouting up at you.

“I can’t. Rafe is gonna be there and I get so freaked out” you whined back and avoided eye contact.

“You’ve been dating for 2 months now and he never heard you sing?? It’s about time!” She raised her voice in excitement and gave you a hopeful look.

“Sarah…” you sighed, looking back at her.

“Y/n I’m BEGGING you. I’ll do whatever you want” she said slowly with closed eyes, waiting for you to say yes.

It was silent for a bit, just you two looking at each other.

“Fine. I’ll do it.” You finally gave in.

“Oh my god!” Sarah jumped up from her stool and pulled you into a tight hug.

“You’re the best! I love you so much! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She squealed into your ear.

“I love you too” you squinted your eyes at her high pitched voice and just hugged her back.

“Are you alright babe?” Rafe leaned over and whispered in your ear.

You’ve been fidgeting in your seat the second you sat down. Why did you agree to this again?

“Yeah yeah, I’m fine” you whispered back and faked a smile.

He placed his big hand on your thigh and usually it would calm you down, but now all you could think of was that you had to sing in front of him and EVERYONE, when the slideshow was over.

Suddenly everybody started clapping and Sarah stepped onto the small stage.

Shit. It’s happening.

“I hope those pictures freshend up some memories. And now to relive the ultimate, most romantic moment, we will have someone sing the song, you both first danced to, and the one dad claims, made him fall in love”

Sarah stepped off and you got off from your seat while everyone clapped.

“What are you doing?” Rafe looked at you confused. You ignored him and just walked up the stage. You held on to the mic and hoped it would make your hands look less shaky. You scanned the crowd and there were definitely more people than you thought. You locked eyes with your boyfriend and his lips turned into a smile and he raised one eyebrow at you. Then the intro to “Can’t help falling in love” by Elvis Presley started playing, there was no turning back.

You started singing and Rafe couldn’t believe his eyes. There stood this dream of a woman, in a sparkly black dress, with the voice of an angel and he was lucky enough to call her his girlfriend. When you stared into his eyes while singing the lyrics, like you said it to him, it made his heart jump and his dick twitch. He was absolutely mesmerised and just stared at you in awe. So did everybody else. He wondered how he never knew you could sing like that, but looking at you right now made him feel soft.

The song was over and you took a deep breath, before you quickly made your way back to your seat. The party guests cheered, clapped and Rose sent you some air kisses. You akwardly smiled back at her and finally sat back down next to Rafe, leaning into him to calm your nerves.

Sarah stepped back up and started reading some story.

“I- Fuck I’m so in love with you” he brought out while staring into your soul.

“You mean “you can’t help falling in love with me?” “ you giggled and jokingly pushed his arm.

“Fuck yeah” he chuckled back and pulled you closer by your chair and then gently cupped your cheek, tugging a strand of hair behind your ear.

You smiled up at him through your long eyelashes.

“I never knew my girl got a voice like that” He whispered.

“I get shy” you whispered back.

“Well get over it, because I will make you sing way more often now” he placed his soft lips on yours and you hummed in agreement.

“But nothing compares to the noises you make when I touch all the right spots” he grinned against your lips.

“Rafe!” You blushed and hit his biceps and he let out a deep chuckle before pecking your lips once more.

[farfromrealitypls]

Secret Santa

Summary: What you thought would be the worst Christmas of all time, turned out to become quite the opposite…

Warnings: language if you squint, making out and FLUFF<3

A/n: I said i’d post this beginning of December, but I kept forgetting and then it was so close to be Christmas. So I just waited a few more days. I hope you like it and if you think it’s cringy… I’m sorry:) Merry Christmas!! I hope you have amazing holidays <3

“I’m sorry honey. But this is a very important meeting” your mom tried to explain with a motherly look on her face.

You couldn’t hold back your tears anymore.

“Who schedules a meeting around Christmas?! You just can’t be serious. Tell me it’s a joke.”

They were joking right? They didn’t just tell you that they gonna leave two days before Christmas to attend a business meeting in Washington.

“Y/n Christmas is just a day like any other day. Yes, it’s unfortunate this year but who do you think pays for our house? Food? Vacation? Investors like Luke Montgomery. So if you want a roof over your head and food on the table, get it together and stop complaining. We’ll leave you some money so you can order food.” Your dad left the room. You rolled your eyes and tried to suck your tears back up.

He was wrong. Christmas isn’t like any other day at all. Christmas was the only time where your parents would be home, relaxed and no business talk AT ALL. It would be all happy family and it meant everything to you, always has. You were aware that your parents work hard to give you this lifestyle, but honestly you didn’t even care about all those materialistic things. Of course it’s nice to be financially stable and live a certain luxury. You wouldn’t consider you and your family as super kooks. But you were doing fine. But they could put you in a barn and you’d be just as happy, as long as you weren’t alone.

“Honey we will celebrate New Years twice as big to make up for the missing Christmas ok? “

Your mom opened her arms and pulled you into a hug. You hesitated but hugged her back.

“It’s not the same mom. Not even close. I don’t care about New Years”

„I‘m sorry honey. It will be fun, I promise“

Your mom wiped away your tears and gave you a warm smile, before following your dad.

Christmas was in two days and your parents just left for the airport. You faked a smile and convinced your mom you’d be ok. Even tho this was just terrible.

You closed the front door and let out a deep sigh. You were so angry and frustrated so you decided to clear your head and go to the country club. Topper would for sure be there. You and Topper have been childhood friends since forever.

Walking in, you immediately heard the familiar voice of Topper Thornton.

“Hey y/n! Come here!” He waved you over.

You made your way over to the table where he was sitting with Kelce. Drinks on the table.

Your bad mood must’ve been obvious because Kelce immediately made a comment.

“Damn what’s up with you? Where is your holly jolly Christmas mood?”

“Yeah. Shouldn’t you annoy everyone with cheesy Christmas songs already?“ Topper added.

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms.

“No holly jolly me this year… my parents just left. They won’t be home for Christmas.”

“What?! You love Christmas.” Topper said tilting his head.

“Yeah no shit Sherlock! Why do you think I’m in a fucking bad mood”

You didn’t mean to snap at him like that, but your emotions overcame you.

“Woah easy there grinch” Kelce threw is hands up in defense.

“I’m sorry. I- I’m really upset about this” you let your hands drop and picked at your nails.

“I know. Come here.“ Topper got up and came closer.

He pulled you into a hug. And a tear rolled down your cheek.

“I would make you celebrate with me and my family but we’re leaving for Florida tonight”

“No it’s ok. I’ll just order some food and bake cookies or something like that“ you sniffled.

Both boys gave you a soft smile and you haven’t noticed Rafe walking in. Who was now standing next to you. Grumpy looking as always.

You didn’t know what to think about him. He didn’t talk much to you and you were sure he didn’t like you. Just tolerated you because you were friends with Topper. He was just always there. Making sarcastic comments and sometimes giving you a hard time.

When you felt his presents you faced him. Meeting his eyes and immediately wiped away the tears on your cheeks.

“Anyway. I’ll go now. I hope you have fun in Florida Top”

You turned around to leave.

“Yeah. I’ll call you y/n” Top said.

You nodded.

“Bye Kelce” you waved at him.

“Bye y/n. Merry Christmas…” he said, genuinely trying to lighten your mood.

“Yeah, Merry Christmas” you chuckled and sighed deeply. Then you left.

Rafe watched you walk away until he sat down. Joining his friends.

“What’s up with her?” He asked dry.

“Her parents won’t be home for Christmas this year. She’ll be alone and is really upset about that. Sucks. Her parents are barely home anyway.” Top explained.

Rafe sat silent for a few seconds.

“She’ll get over it” he said and poured himself a drink.

Christmas Eve:

You were laying in bed until 4pm before you motivated yourself to get up, just to go downstairs to lay on the couch some more. Wrapping yourself in blankets and realising there wasn’t even a Christmas tree this year.

This was definitely the worst Christmas ever. Even that one time you had to spend Christmas in the hospital was better than this. You had a really bad appendicitis and had to get surgery. But your parents came to visit and spent time with you, watching movies in your room.

You forced yourself to watch some Christmas movies and then decided to order a pizza when it got late. You were watching “home alone” when the doorbell rang, you got up, opened the door and payed the pizza guy.

“Merry Christmas” he said smiling

“Merry Christmas” you replied with a forced smile.

You stood on the porch for a minute when you noticed a small box sitting on the porch bench. You were confused for a second and looked around if you could see anyone near. You picked it up and the tag on it said “Merry Christmas y/n”

Nothing else. You didn’t know who it could be from. It’s not your parents, obviously. You got your Christmas present early from them, it’s gonna be a trip to California.

It’s not from your friends either because you all agreed to just throw money together and go on a trip, instead of buying each other gifts.

The only explanation you had was that Topper maybe wanted to surprise you and told someone to drop this off.

You stopped the thinking and took it inside. You set the pizza on the counter and opened the gift. It was a bracelet with a deer charm on it. It was absolutely beautiful. You held it on front of your face to look at it closer. It was shiny and the little dots on the deers back were little diamonds.

“A deer?” You mumbled to yourself. You couldn’t wrap your head around the deer charm but it made you smile anyway. This is by far the most beautiful piece of jewellery you own and it definitely made your night better. But you were intrigued to find out who it was from, it had to be Topper.

You sat back on the couch and ate your pizza, the rest of the night went by fast and you ended up passing out on the couch, cuddled up and TV still running.

You woke up by the sound of your phone ringing. Whining you grabbed your phone and picked up the call.

“Merry Christmas!!” Toppers voice echoed through your head.

“Merry Christmas Top” you mumbled with closed eyes.

“How’s the mood sleepy head?”

You realised he was on FaceTime and you opened your eyes.

“It’s fine. How is Florida?”

“Oh it’s nice yk, warm”

“Yeah, hey Top?”

“Mhm?”

“Did you give this to me?”

You grabbed the bracelet from the coffee table in front of you and held it into the camera.

You didn’t wanna put it on yet, not before you 100% knew who it was from.

Topper squinted his eyes to have a better look and held his screen closer to his face.

“No? I was gonna bring you something from Florida” he shook his head.

“You don’t know who it’s from?” he added.

“No. It was sitting on the bench on our porch last night. The tag said “Merry Christmas y/n”

“But not who it’s from?”

“No.”

“Hmm. Your secret lover must be some kind of sugar daddy, because that is a really fucking expensive bracelet”

You held it close to your face once more, dangling it in front of your eyes.

“What’s the charm on it?”

“A deer”

“A deer?”

“Yeah”

“I have no clue y/n”

You let out a sigh.

“I think I’ll get a coffee from the new coffee shop and make some pancakes” you said with a soft smile.

“Sounds good. Keep me updated with the Bambi bracelet yeah?”

“Will do. Bye Top. Tell your parents Merry Christmas.”

“I will. Bye y/n”

You hung up and put your phone and the bracelet back on the coffe table.

You got up, stretched and that’s when it suddenly hit you. Bambi bracelet? You immediately had to sit down again.

Bambi was the nickname Rafe gave you a long time ago. But no, this couldn’t be. You physically tried to shake the thought out of your head.

There has to be another explanation. It can’t be from him.

You thought about it for a few more minutes, but Rafe was without a doubt the only person that calles you Bambi. You never understood why but it didn’t really bother you.

And that would be the only explanation for the charm of a deer. It wasn’t like a deer was your favourite animal or Bambi your favourite movie. It just wouldn’t make sense. But there is absolutely no way, Rafe wouldn’t do that. Not for you. He didn’t even like you.

While you got ready to leave the house to get some coffee, you thought about it so much that it gave you a headache. You kept repeating in your head “It’s not from Rafe” All of this made you realise that you secretly wished it was from Rafe.

When you opened the door, the cold air hit you and it felt amazing, almost blowing all those thoughts out of your mind.

You got into your jeep and drove off, “Santa baby” blasting through your speakers.

You parked in front of the shop, got out and walked over to the front door. That’s when you saw Rafe Cameron in front of the shop, leaning on his truck, looking at his phone.

Your heart started racing. Should I ask him? If it really wasn’t him, that would be so embarrassing.

You went back and forth in your own head until you finally found the courage to just go for it. The curiosity was just too big.

You walked up to him.

“Hey Rafe” you said smiling.

He looked up for a second, then looked back down at his phone.

“Hey” he said dry.

“Merry Christmas” you said friendly.

“Merry Christmas” he replied, not looking up from his phone.

He was a douche but he looked absolutely stunning, his hair parting in the middle, falling onto his forehead and wearing a button up that hugged his biceps tightly.

You stood there awkwardly for a while, just looking at him and thinking about a good way to bring up the gift.

“I- last-did you “

You stumbled over your words and Rafe looked up at you confused. He raised one eyebrow when you paused your stuttering to start over.

“Did you put a gift for me on my porch on Christmas Eve?”

“No? Why the hell would I?” He tilted his head and shoved his phone into his pocket.

“Are you sure? It’s a bracelet with a deer charm on it.”

You started to feel stupid.

“Well, must be from another lover because it wasn’t me” he said cold, staring into your eyes.

“Right…” you whispered.

You looked at your feet, feeling embarrassed.

“But-“

“Jesus Christ. Just go order your coffee Bambi!”

Rafes eyes widend and he started blushing when he realised what he just said.

“It was you!” You brought out in a high pitched voice. Eyes big and body filled with excitement.

He swallowed and clenched his jaw before talking to you again.

“Alright. Just don’t make a big deal out of it ok? I just didn’t wanna listen to you saying how this was the worst Christmas ever over and over again.” he said in a low voice, almost a whisper, like he didn’t want anybody to hear.

A huge smile crept on your face and you looked at him in awe.

“You didn’t have to Rafe” you said quietly and made a few steps towards him.

“Whatever” he tried brushing it off.

“Can I hug you?”

Before he could answer you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him close. It took him a few seconds but surprisingly he started to wrap his arms around your waist and squeezed you tightly. He took a deep breath.

Why did that feel so right? He didn’t let go until you did.

You pulled away just enough to look at him, letting your hands glide down his body, stopping at his chest.

He gave you his signature grin and stared into your eyes. His hands still on your waist.

The moment was interrupted when Rose stepped out of the shop, holding two coffe trays in her hands.

“Rafe. Come take one” she commanded.

You let go of him and he walked over and took one of the trays from Rose.

“Y/n! Merry Christmas.” She cheered when she saw you.

“Merry Christmas Rose” you smiled softly.

Rose got into the passenger seat and Rafe handed her the other tray he was holding.

He closed the door and started walking around his car but stopped to walk towards you, pulling you in with one hand around your waist and placed a kiss on your cheek. Without another word he got into his truck and drove off.

Your cheeks were burning and suddenly you didn’t feel cold anymore. Did that really just happen?

You ordered your coffee and drove back home.

While making some pancakes you could still feel his hands on you and kept smiling to yourself. The way he looked at you made your legs feel like jello. You debated if you should call Topper and tell him, but you decided not to.

You spent the day exactly like yesterday. Watching movies, laying on the couch. It was a lonely Christmas, but definitely surprising.

„His heart grew three sizes that day“ you repeated after the narrator. Then your doorbell rang.

You opened the door and almost verbally gasped when you saw the face you’ve been thinking about all day. He stood there, hands in his pockets, hair looking perfect and looking at you in a way that only Rafe Cameron could.

“Rafe?” you said more to yourself than him.

You were so confused by his appearance that you just stood there, holding the door.

“Are you gonna let me in or is there a secret password?” he said sarcastically.

“Oh yeah sorry, come in” you replied awkwardly and stepped out of the doorframe. He walked in and you closed the door.

You smiled at him and waited for him to say something.

“I just thought you needed company on Christmas day, since you’ve been alone yesterday” he said like it’s obvious and shrug his shoulders.

Your eyes lit up at his explanation. “Yeah i’d love that” you replied smiling.

“I mean, if you have plans I can-“

“No please stay” you cut him off and he grinned.

He stepped a little closer. “So what were you up to?”

“Just watching movies” you said quietly because him being closer made you nervous.

“Let’s go then” she smiled and stared into your eyes.

You made your way over to the couch. He sat on one end you and you on the other. You threw him a blanket and put on another Christmas movie. You guys giggled, had some snacks and Rafe complained about the cheesiness of all the movies.

You caught yourself staring at him, admiring him. He looked so mesmerising and you imagined yourself laying in his arms, you never thought you would but he didn’t seem scary at all anymore. You imagined what it would feel like to have his huge arms wrapped around you, holding you tight.

“I know yout staring” he said grinning, eyes still focused on the TV.

You started blushing and took your gaze off him quickly. Rafe chuckled and then turned his head to look at you. Your eyes met his. You let your eyes wander from his to his body and back to his eyes.

“Come here” he lifted his blanket.

Your heart made a jump and you crawled onto him. His big arms wrapped around you and you rested your head on his chest. You could hear his fasted heartbeat. You took a deep breath. He smelled so good, his cologne was addicting.

You continued watching the movie cuddled up and he started to run his hand through your hair. It made you feel all warm inside and sent a shiver through your spine. Why was he so nice to you out of the sudden?

“Rafe I’m confused” you almost whispered.

“About what?” He whispered back.

“This”

“What confuses you?”

You sat up to look at him.

“I thought you didn’t like me” you said softly.

“Well you thought wrong” a grin appearing on his perfect face.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” you questioned.

“Why didn’t YOU say anything?” He replied shrugging his shoulders.

“Because I was sure you were gonna reject me”

“There you go. There is your answer” his hand reached up and he gently tugged a strand of hair behind your ear. You reached for his wrist and ran your fingers over it and down his forearm. His gaze shifted to the bracelet that was wrapped around your wrist. He grabbed your wrist with his other hand and looked at it closer.

“Do you like it?” he whispered smiling, looking at you.

“I love it.” You smiled back.

He pulled you closer to him by your wrist until you hovered over him. Hands placed on each side of his head. You felt his hands on your waist, giving it a squeeze. You looked at his perfect lips and finally bent down to kiss him. He immediately kissed you back and his soft lips made your heart race. Your lips moved in perfect sync and it felt like this was meant to be. You unconsciously moved closer and gently pushed your knee between his legs, which made him let out a low grunt. That sound made heat travel to your core. He ran his big hands softly under your shirt, running his fingers along your sides and over your back. He smiled into the kiss when he realised that you weren’t wearing a bra.

That’s when you suddenly pulled away.

“Are you hungry?” You said out of breath, lips plump from the make out.

“Not for food” his eyes were dark and a wide grin crept on his face.

You cleared your throat and could feel yourself blushing.

“Not even cookies?” your voice cracked.

Rafe scanned your face and realised you weren’t sure of this anymore. He took one hand off your waist and cupped your cheek, running his thumb over it, smiling at you softly.

“You wanna bake some?” he asked.

You nodded and got off him. Both of you got up. You bit your lip and got nervous. What if he’s pissed now?

“I-I’m sorry. It’s not that I don’t want to. I just-“

“You don’t need to explain yourself” he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into him a little more rough than he intended to.

“That’s not what I came for” he smiled softly.

You leaned against his chest, squishing your face against it. He wrapped both arms around you and placed a kiss on top of your head. You looked up at him and he gulped.

“Oh before I forget. What’s with my nickname? Why Bambi?” You asked genuinely curious.

“You do this thing with you eyes. It makes me all nervous and shit.”

“What thing?”

Instead of answering he ignored you and just grabbed your face with both of his hands and kissed you. You didn’t complain and didn’t bother asking again.

You made your way to the kitchen, put on a Christmas playlist and started baking. You laughed a lot and had a great time. You never knew Rafe could be that way.

He was standing on the opposite side of the counter, looking at the recipe once more while you were mixing some ingredients in the bowl.

Your favourite song came on (Happy Xmas by John Lennon) and you gasped, your eyes lit up and you dropped the whisk.

“What?” Rafe looked at you confused.

“That my favourite song!” You squealed, big smile on your face.

He giggled at your reaction and shook his head.

“Let’s dance!” You cheered.

“Hell no.” He chuckled and looked back down at the recipe.

“Oh come on. Please?” You pouted and stared into his eyes.

“Fuck” he let out in a groan.

“That’s what I meant! You can’t look at me like that” he sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

You bit your lip, smiling, still holding eye contact.

“Fine c’mere” he held his hand out for you.

You quickly ran around the counter and took his hand, he pulled you in, placing his other hand on your waist. You placed your other hand on his biceps.

You were staring into each other’s eyes, swaying to the music. It felt like a dream.

“You know, this isn’t the worst Christmas at all.” You confessed.

“Yeah. Could’ve been worse for you than dancing THE Rafe Cameron”

You rolled your eyes and he laughed at his own comment.

Then he spun you around and when he pulled you back in, he crushed his lips on yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pushing yourself as close to him as possible and Rafe slung his arms around you once again.

You both pulled away to look at each other.

“What was on your wish list this year?” You asked, hands sliding down to his chest.

He grabbed your face, softly running his thumb over your lips.

“You”

You looked at him in awe.

“That was so cheesy”

He broke into a grin.

“I know” he chuckled and placed his lips on yours once more.

[farfromrealitypls]

Rafe x ballet girlfriend

A/n: Hiii<3 I literally never did ballet but I read this one story with Rafe having a ballet girlfriend and I can totally see it. Let’s not ignore the fact that he would love how flexible she is:)

What are your guy’s hobbies or interest’s? I would love to make more of those for you with something you see yourself in<3

“I gotta go” Rafe got up and grabbed his car keys.

“Why? Where are you going?” Topper asked, throwing his hands up.

“None of your business” and with that he left the country club, leaving Kelce, Topper and some other friends behind, irritated at his disappearance.

He drove to the address that was written on the ticket. He parked his truck and stared at the theatre. He hated to admit to himself that he was nervous going in there, but he would hate himself if he didn’t. So he mentally shoved his fragile masculinity in a box and just told himself to get over with it. It’s not like he didn’t want to watch, this was the first time you invited him to a show and he knew nothing about ballet. He went inside and quickly sank into his seat, he made himself as small as possible. He looked around and his heart dropped when he made eye contact with the last person he wanted to see now.

“Rafe?” Sarah got up and walked over to her brother.

He rolled his eyes.

“What are you doing here?” She whispered.

“What the fuck does it look like?”

“I didn’t think you would come” she broke into a soft smile.

“Well you thought wrong” he took his eyes off her, hoping she would leave.

“It will mean a lot to y/n”

“Yeah alright. Can you just go back to your seat now?” Rafe snapped.

Sarah just nodded and giggled to herself, knowing how uncomfortable he was to be here, but still liking y/n enough to show up.

The curtains opened and music started playing. He frowned when he saw the first dancers appearing on stage, he couldn’t understand the hype about all this, but the second y/n appeared on stage he was hypnotised. His expression softened and he became totally unaware of his surroundings. She looked so beautiful, so angelic and absolutely hot! The way she moved her body in that outfit and the way her long legs, in those tights, danced over the stage. She was the most beautiful woman he ever laid eyes on and he had to admit how watching her dance made his dick twitch. He readjusted himself in his seat and snapped back to reality for a second. He wouldn’t take his eyes of her and he knew this wouldn’t be the last performance he would go watch.

[farfromrealitypls]

What’s hidden under the mask?

Summary: You finally got a glimpse of the real Rafe and now you want to see it all.

Warnings: little bit of smut, little angst, language and fluff<3

A/n: I hope you enjoy reading this one! I’m sorry for always making JJ the bad guy, I actually love him! But someone needs to be… Let me know if you have any requests for some stories<3

The music was blasting through the whole house. People were getting drunk, dancing and making out.

Since the party took place at a house right in the middle of figure eight and the cut, it was kooks AND pouges. You were happy you could convince all of your pouge friends to go with you.

It was fun so far and you were currently sitting on a bar stool, sipping some weird drink from your red cup, waiting for JJ to come back. You kinda lost the rest of the squat.

You took a look around the party, you thought the whole “kooks against pouges”thing was stupid, so you loved seeing everyone together, just having a good time.

Everyone except the “death squat” Rafe Cameron and his two Minions Topper and Kelce were the worst type of “kooks”, worst type of PEOPLE to be real. They were so convinced to be some kind of elite and thinking pouges were trash, not good enough to hang around near figure eight.

They were arrogant, snorting coke at the country club and spending daddy’s money.

So you hated to admit, that Rafe Cameron was by far the hottest guy on the island, even more. If he wasn’t such a piece of shit, you might actually give him a chance.

Since you were technically a kook, living on figure eight and your mom dragging you to all the fancy events, you saw him quite often. You also went to the same Highschool with him on figure eight. He hit on you multiple times, making stupid comments and telling you how you’re “way to pretty to hang around on the cut” and that you should surround yourself with “the right kind of people”. He couldn’t wrap his head around why you would be friends with the pouges and why you would have a thing for that blonde beach boy (JJ).

But you always wondered what was under that mask that he’s constantly putting on, he can’t really be like that right? Not every second. Nobody is that grumpy all the time. You knew he had some trouble at home, especially with his father. You heard them argue multiple times and you knew he was giving Rafe a hard time.

You would just love to know what Rafe was like when it was just him, doing normal things like getting ready for bed or making breakfast.

You didn’t notice you were staring at him until he suddenly locked eyes with you from a cross the room. Giving you a cocky grin and winking at you. He looked really handsome tonight and you hated the fact that it made you blush. You were glad he was far away enough, not to notice. You quickly took your eyes off him and turned your body, your back facing him now. That’s when you saw JJ walking over with a blonde girl in nothing but hot pants and a bikini top, laughing obnoxiously and touching all over him. You felt your heart drop at that sight. You were raising an eyebrow and decided not to freak out quite yet.

“Y/n this is Jennifer. We uh- we dated once. We were just gonna hang out at the pool and talk a little, you should come.” The words poured out of him like this was totally okay.

Your jaw dropped and you felt the color draining from your face. He can’t be serious right now. You and JJ weren’t exactly dating, but you guys weren’t just friends either. Everyone knew that you guys were some kind of thing, but obviously you saw more in it than he did. You were so done with him and his constant mood swings. One minute he tells you you were all he needed and the next he’s all over some random chick.

You felt anger filling up your body and you wanted to smack his “fake clueless” look off his face. The blonde bimbo looked really satisfied when she realised you had a problem with them hanging out and that gave you the rest.

You got up from the stool and turned to leave.

“Oh you know, I was actually gonna go skinny dipping with Rafe Cameron so. You guys have fun” you said that louder than intended and suddenly more eyes than you would like, were on you.

“What did you just say?” He shoved the blonde off him and made a step towards you, tilting his head and looking irritated at your words.

You turned around one more time.

“Oh you heard me. Sorry, does that bother you? Here have a drink!” and with that you threw your cup at him. The liquor dripping from his face and soaking his T-shirt.

Some people were cheering and clapping at you, leaving JJ with a wet shirt and jaw clenched, you stormed off.

And you could feel all eyes on you, including Rafes. Your eyes met his for a second while walking out of the house.

When you finally made it outside you took a deep breath. It felt good to let all your anger out, he deserved it. And there was nobody JJ hated more than Rafe, that’s why it really got to him. Of course you only said that to piss him off and to be a brat. You stood there for a while, enjoying the light breeze and the faint music coming from the party.

“Hey doll face!”

Your head whipped around at that voice and you rolled your eyes when Rafe and his cocky grin appeared.

“Yeah. That’s not my name” you said annoyed, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

“You still turned around tho” he shrug his shoulders and kept grinning at you.

You scoffed and rolled your eyes once more.

“I heard we got plans tonight” he said with a shit eating grin scanning your body, not even trying to make it less obvious.

“And those are?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Well you just announced to the whole party that we’re going skinny dipping tonight” he licked his bottom lip and took a few steps towards you.

You unconsciously held your breath, he made your heart beat faster and you hated it. He looked absolutely perfect and the way he towered over you made your knees feel weak. But you knew better than to fall for the charm of Rafe Cameron.

“You wish” you laughed out loud and turned around to leave, escaping this situation. You didn’t have time for this right now. You started walking away from him.

“What if I was?” He yelled after you. Still standing at the same spot.

You turned around to answer him while you kept walking backwards.

“Well. Little rich boy needs to learn that he can’t have everything he wishes for” you blew him a kiss and left, swaying your hips because you knew you got him good.

Rafe smiled to himself and kept looking at you until you were completely out of sight.

“Why the fuck were to talking to her?”

Rafe chuckled when he heard that voice, turning around to face the blonde boy.

“Oh we just talked about how we were so excited to go skinny dipping you know, getting really close and shit. So if you would excuse me.” He walked off, bumping into JJ on purpose.

“Stay the fuck away from her” JJ brought out through gritted teeth.

Rafe scoffed, leaning closer to JJ.

“Watch me Maybank.” He whispered and left with a smug grin on his face.

It was quite the long walk from the party to your house, you forgot that you came with JJ on his bike. But the longer you walked, the less you felt like complaining about it. It was actually quite nice and it gave you time to unravel your thoughts. You decided to walk along the beach, there was just something about listening to the waves, something so peaceful. You sat down in the sand for a bit, just enjoying the night. You could still hear the music echoing through the night. You hugged your knees into your chest, resting your head on them.

The sound of footsteps approaching pulled you out of your relaxed state. You lifted your head and saw the tall figure of Rafe Cameron.

“Do you mind if I ruin your main character moment?”

You sighed and let you head fall back on your knees.

“Do I have a choice?” You mumbled.

“Not really.” He sat down next to you, looking at you.

“You’re not seriously upset about Maybank and that bimbo right?” He asked with a sarcastic undertone. Like it was ridiculous to be.

“I don’t need you to to lecture me Rafe” you still mumbled into your knees.

“Oh come on. You deserve someone better anyway. You’re way out of his League.”

“Let me guess. That better one is you?” You lifted your head up to look at him.

“It could be” he smiled and shrug his shoulders.

You scoffed.

“Yeah right. I don’t even really know you and what I DO know about you, hasn’t really been my cup of tea, thank you” you said mocking him and took your eyes off him again, looking at the ocean.

“I can be whoever you want me to be” he responded, not thrown off by your sassy response.

“I would like to know YOU. Like, the real Rafe” you said turning your head back to him, looking into his eyes which were filled with confusion.

He frowned and slightly tilted his head.

“You know? The one you are when you’re just by yourself. Not who you’re trying to be for your friends or anyone else” you kept going, trying to explain.

He gulped and his expression softened.

“Nah that Rafe sucks” he shook his head and broke the eye contact, turning his head away from you.

“Who says that?” you asked quietly and took in the sight of his perfect side profile. He looked so peaceful with the moonlight shining down on him.

He shrug and let his head drop.

“Come on. It must be so exhausting to constantly keep a certain image up, let that mask drop. Just this one time.” You said softly, almost with a whisper.

He sighed and turned his head to face you, locking eyes.

“What do you wanna know?”

“I don’t know- What did you wanna be when you grew up as a kid? What’s your favourite season? What’s your favourite hobby? What are you scared of? Anything” you didn’t expect him to really open up so you were stumbling over your words a little.

“I wanted to be a cop, I like summer, I like to surf and I’m scared of never being good enough” the answer came without hesitation.

He looked down at his feet, clenching his jaw, clearly surprised by himself for saying that out loud.

You were shocked for a second about his honest answer and tried forming the right words.

“I- I never knew you surf” you said with an empathic smile. Trying to let him feel that you appreciated him opening up.

“Yeah if you tell anyone, we’ll have a problem. It’s kind of a pouge thing and I don’t need anyone to know” he said, giving you a serious look.

“Got it” you giggled a little at his concern and it made him break out into a little smile too.

“Who taught you?”

“My mom” he looked back down.

You could clearly see him being uncomfortable talking about his mom. So you didn’t keep asking. He didn’t look intimidating anymore, he looked like a little boy.

Suddenly you felt really comfortable around him, the mask finally dropped and this is by far the Rafe you could learn to like the most. You felt him being tense and maybe regretting being so honest to you.

“Come on” you jumped up and signed for him to get up too.

He looked up at you confused.

“Why? Where are we going?” He questioned with a confused look on his face.

“We had plans remember?” You flashed him a smile and as soon as he caught on to what you were implying, he got up quickly and returned that smile.

He watched you as you pulled your sundress over your head and he gulped at the sight of you, only in your underwear.

He did the same, exposing his perfectly toned and tan body. You watched his muscles twitch as he was taking his pants off, it was hypnotising.

He locked eyes with you and watched your hand disappear behind your back, as you reached for the clasps of your bra, letting the straps slide of your shoulders and finally exposing your boobs to him.

He let out a deep growl at that sight and let his eyes wander over your body. Then he softly reached for your waist, pulling you into him, looking down at you. You rested your hands on his bicep and his face was only inches away from yours. He stared into your eyes and you almost felt dizzy.

“You look perfect” he said smiling.

You smiled back up at him, biting your bottom lip and gently ran your hands down to his chest, just to gently push him off you and ran towards the water.

“Let’s go!” You laughed out loud.

He chuckled at you and was quick to follow. You both ran into the water, diving under and coming up at the same time.

You pushed your wet hair out of your face and so did Rafe. He smiled at you and reached for you once again. He wrapped his big arms around your waist and you wrapped your legs around his. Your arms slung around his neck and you ran your fingers through his hair. You scanned his perfect face, his ice blue eyes, defined cheekbones and plump lips.

You gently took his face into your hands, running one thumb over his bottom lip and the other one tracing his strong jawline.

He was taking aback by your soft gesture and just stared into your eyes through his long, dark eyelashes.

“You’re so beautiful” you whispered to him and you could see him blushing.

He leaned closer into you and finally kissed you to hide his face. His soft lips were moving in perfect sync with yours and his hands traced up and down your back. The kiss became more heated and his touches became more rough. His hand traveled down to your ass and he gave it a soft squeeze. His tongue was tracing over your bottom lip, he pushed his body closer to yours and the feeling of his hard on pushing against your core made you moan. Rafe smiled into the kiss, your fingers tangled into his wet hair, lightly tugging on it, earning a low growl from Rafe. Your heart was racing and adrenaline rushing through your veins. Never have you wanted someone more than right now.

You pulled away for some air.

“Rafe i want you” you confessed out of breath.

“I want you too” he said with a raspy voice, placing kisses along you neck.

You threw your head back, giving him more access, when he started sucking on your sweet spot you let out a whimper and quickly pushed him off again.

“But I want to get to know you better”

He smiled and tugged a stand of hair behind your ear.

“Why don’t you stay at my place tonight and you can ask as many questions as you want”

You nodded and smiled back at him.

“And tomorrow I’ll take you out for dinner and you can ask even more questions”

“Deal” you chuckled.

He chuckled back and went in for another soft kiss. Who would’ve known that THIS was the Rafe hiding under the mask.

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POV: Rafe being Rafe and you being an angel, healing his trauma <3

A/n: I love the idea of this. He needs someone who can deal with his insecurities and just love him for who he is.

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could you do a collage of single mom x rafe cameron with a little girl?

Rafe would adore her and make sure both of his girls are happy at all times <3

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POV: There have definitely been some sparks between you and Rafe, but he just can’t tell if you actually feel the same, until you finally make a move.

He came up with a super cute gift for sure, but doesn’t want you to make a big deal out of it. He loves seeing you happy and is scared of the fact that he caught feelings for you <3

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Where there’s desire there’s gonna be a flame

Summary: As if you didn’t doubt yourself enough, JJ had to add his opinion and it completely crushed you. Thankfully the night took a positive turn, blowing all your doubts away.

Warnings: angst, JJ being an asshole, mention of substances, blood maybe, kissing

A/n: Hello:) I really hope you enjoy this one, seems like fluffy Rafe is just our favourite<3 I also wrote a Christmas story already, but I guess November is a little too early. I’ll post it beginning of December :)

He turned around and pulled you into a hug again, nuzzling his face into your neck and taking a deep breath. You ran your hand over his back and gently placed your other hand on the back of his head, trying not to mess up his hair.

You chuckled at his clingy behaviour.

“You got this Rafe. Don’t be nervous”

Rafe had a big job interview out of town and had been stressed about it all week. He was all dressed up, black suit and tie, hair perfectly styled. He looked absolutely handsome.

He took one more deep breath and let go of you.

“You’re right. It’ll be fine” he nodded, licking his lips.

You smiled and placed you hand on his cheek, he grabbed it softly and kissed your palm.

“See you in two days” he grabbed your face with both hands and pecked your lips. Then he walked off to his truck.

“See ya” you blew him a kiss and he smiled, then drove off.

You’ve been dating Rafe Cameron for about three months now and those were the most beautiful and exciting months of your life. Lots of people didn’t approve of your relationship, especially your friends, but he was everything you could ever wish for and you enjoyed every second with him. He showed sides of him you didn’t even knew existed.

He made your heart beat and your mind feel all dizzy, you were honestly a little terrified of the way you felt for him. It wasn’t like anything you ever felt before.

And you wanted to say those 3 words so bad, wanting to just fully give in to that feeling, but you held back.

You were scared his feelings weren’t as strong as yours. He hasn’t said it either, but you knew he loved you. This wasn’t just a fling, your connection was way to deep.

Sometimes you just wished he could just say it first, the burning love you had for him almost made it unbearable to look at him.

You caught yourself overthinking and decided to drive to the chateau to see your friends. You admitted you didn’t spend as much time with them as before, the only one you saw more often that the others was Sarah, since you were at the Cameron’s a lot. She was the first to find out about you and Rafe, not judging you because you also supported her when she started liking John B. She was being an amazing friend.

When you arrived, all of them were hanging out on the deck, laughing and drinking beer.

“Look who it is. Haven’t seen that face in a while!” you heard Kie saying while she got up to hug you.

“Hey” you smiled.

You went around and gave everyone a hug.

“You look familiar, have we met before?” John b said, fake confused look on his face.

“Shut up” you shoved him gently and pulled him in for a quick hug to.

You sat down in a chair across from JJ who was awfully quiet. He acted a little weird since you started dating Rafe.

“So. How is it going? Enjoying dating the kook prince?” Pope asked.

You saw JJ rolling his eyes.

“Yeah” you said smiling.

“Fine with me. He pretty much ignored us since you started dating” John B added and took a sip of his beer.

“Did he say it yet?” Kie asked with a wide grin, sitting on a table next to you, dangling her feet of it.

“No” you shook your head.

“That’s probably because he’s banging at least 3 other girls behind your back” JJ mumbled and all heads whipped around.

The girls giving him an angry look.

You stared into his soul, angry at his words and absolutely crushed.

“What? We all gonna pretend like I’m not right? Why would he chose you y/n?” He got up and made a few steps towards you, raising his voice.

„What makes you special to him? Because you’re pretty? Rafe Cameron meets a 100 pretty girls. You’re just a placeholder until he gets bored.” he looked at you cold, clenching his jaw.

You couldn’t hold back your tears anymore. His words hurt so bad that you felt like throwing up.

“JJ enough!” Kie yelled and tried to put her hand on your shoulder, but you brushed it off and left.

You started sobbing and got into your car.

He just hit a nerve, bringing up what went through your mind for a long time anyway.

“Y/n!” Sarah shouted after you, giving Kie a concerned look.

“Sarah you say something! He’s your brother. You really think he’s gonna change?” JJ went on and sat back down.

John B and Pope just sat there silent. Not knowing what to do.

Sarah looked at her friends, not sure if she got the right answer.

“I-I don’t know, but-“

“Exactly. I only said it because I care about her. Someone had to” he licked his lips and shifted in his chair.

“No you said it because you’re selfish! You’re jealous because YOU wanted her JJ. And a broken heart sucks, but that was not ok.” Kie yelled and went inside. Sarah followed her.

How could he say that? But what if he was right. JJ made it sound like you’ve been stupid to believe you actually meant something to Rafe. His words kept repeating in your head. You were shaking and you could barely see the road, because of your blurry vision.

“Why would he chose you?” That sentence made you feel sick. But why would he?

You couldn’t think straight and debated what to do.

Like autopilot you started driving to Barry’s for one of two things. His comfort or something to calm your nerves.

You have been friends with Barry ever since he fixed your car when you broke down on the side of the road. You weren’t GENUINE close friends, but he listened to your drama from time to time and always had some weed.

It got dark by the time you arrived at his house and you stumbled out of your car, still sobbing and mind all foggy. You parked a little further away because you didn’t have the attention span to drive your jeep along that small path leading to his house.

You were all over the place and your feet just carried you, you didn’t see that car coming when you crossed the street.

The driver hit the breaks but didn’t come to a full stop. The car hit you and you flew across the concrete. You got up immediately not even fully understanding what just happened. Adrenaline swallowed your pain.

“Oh my goodness are you ok?” The guy leaned out of his window.

“Yeah yeah I’m fine” you rubbed your head and waved him off.

You head his car door open.

“Just go i’m ok” you left, making your way towards Barry’s house.

He got back in and drove off.

You knocked at Barry’s door. No response.

“Barry! It’s me. Please open” no response.

“Are you serious?” You mumbled to yourself while grabbing the spare key from under the doormat.

You opened the door and stepped inside.

“Barry?” the house was empty.

“Fuck” you sank to the floor grabbing your phone.

“Hello?” he picked up his phone.

“Barry where are you?” You asked whining.

“Out of town. Where the fuck are YOU?”

“Your house. Please I need some weed” you started crying again.

“What the hell is wrong with you? Breaking into my house like that. Also I’m all out.”

“Your joking” a sob leaving you

“I just got hit by a car and it hurts. Please Barry.” You begged, tears just rolling down your cheeks.

“What the fuck have you been up to y/n? Hit by a car?” His confusion was not to overhear through the phone.

“Yes. Just tell me where it is” you whined, wiping away some of your tears.

“You deaf? I’m. All. Out.”

“Fuck you Barry” you sobbed, hung up and threw your phone to the floor.

You hugged your knees into your chest and rested your forehead on them. Then you noticed the blood dripping down your shin. You scraped both of your knees when you fell and one started to bruise really bad. When you picked some dirt out of the scrape you saw your elbow bleeding too.

You started sobbing uncontrollably, overwhelmed by everything.

Anger overcame you since you wouldn’t be here like this if JJ just kept his mouth shut. Now you sat on a drug dealer’s floor, hurt and doubting everything.

You heard your phone ring, your head shot up and with a sob you reached for it.

JJ’s name popped up on your screen and you verbally let out a scream, letting your phone fall back to the floor.

It felt like you sat there forever but you just couldn’t calm yourself down, there was no energy left in your body to get up and leave.

Suddenly you heard the door open and your head whipped around and there he was. Tie loosened and hair messy. He rushed over, bent down to you on one knee and grabbed you, pulling your head into his chest.

You were just sobbing into him, taking in his scent and grabbing on to his shirt. You could hear his fastened heartbeat.

Then you pulled away from him to look into his eyes, still sobbing. He looked at you in deep concern, his hands tightly around our upper arms to hold you up.

“Rafe I know I may not be your first choice but-“ were the first words to said to him

He cut you off by taking a hold of your jaw, forcing you to look at him.

“What? Y/n. I left the maybe most important meeting of my life because I got a call that you’re hurt. I drove 30 minutes, thinking about you everything second, hoping you’re ok. You are everything to me. Because when I met you, I felt like I’M someone’s first choice for the first time. And I would chose you. Every. single. time.”

Your heart started racing at his words, with both excitement and pure passion. The previous night just disappeared from your mind and it was just Rafe and you. You lost yourself in his blue eyes.

“Rafe I’m so in love with you” the words just poured out of you and the next second you slung your arms around his neck and crushed your lips on his.

He almost fell back but caught himself, holding on to your waist, squeezing it roughly. He kissed you back immediately, hungry and in a way he never did before. He got up, pulling you with him like you weigh nothing, throwing you on the couch. He pushes your legs open with his knee und positioned himself between them, placing his hands on each side of your head. His touches were almost a little aggressive then he stopped and stared into your eyes. Both heaving and just admiring each other.

“You don’t know how much you fucking mean to me. I love you more than anything in this world”

He bent down closer to you.

“And I would burn this fucking world down for you” he whispered and placed a soft kiss on your neck. He continued to kiss down your neck and you hummed at the feeling.

You grabbed his face and pulled him off your neck to face him. He smiled down at you and it gave you butterflies.

“Can we leave?” you asked softly, just wanting to be cuddled up in his bed with him.

“Yes” he smiled and placed a kiss on your forehead.

He got up and noticed the huge scrape and bruising on your knees and elbow. He grabbed your arm gently to get a better look and then his gaze shifted down to your knee. His jaw clenched and he looked at you frowning.

“Does it hurt a lot?” he asked softly.

“Just the knee” you answered and your voice cracked.

Without hesitation he swept you up bridal style and carried you outside. You held onto his neck and placed a soft kiss on his cheek, he smiled and it made your heart warm up.

He gently sat you in his truck and buckled you up.

He put his hand on your thigh, running his thumb over it and started driving.

“What got you into this baby?” He gave you a quick look.

The nickname made your heart jump.

“JJ said some things” you looked out the window, trying to avoid this conversation.

“Things like what?” He kept asking.

“It’s doesn’t matter anymore” you shook your head and looked down to your hands resting in your lab.

“Matters to me” he replied and kept his eyes on you.

You let out a deep sigh and felt your eyes welding up with tears.

“Alright don’t worry about it y/n. It’s ok. You don’t need to tell me.” He patted your thigh and quickly wiped away the tears that you couldn’t hold.

You nodded and he grabbed your hand and placed a kiss on it. You gave him a soft smile.

Rafe parked the truck, got out and opened your door when you made it to his house.

“I can walk. It doesn’t hurt anymore” you said.

“Are you sure?” He asked, helping you out of the truck.

“Yeah” you said climbing out.

You made your way to the front door, Rafe had his big hand on the small of you back. He opened the door and you both stepped inside.

“Y/n!” Sarah’s voice echoed through the house.

She ran towards you and pulled you into a hug immediately.

“Oh my god. What happened?” She asked with concern written all over her face, looking at your legs and arm.

“Your fucking pouge friend” Rafe spat and tried to pull you away from Sarah.

“Did that happen after the fight?” She asked, looking back and forth between you and Rafe.

You nodded wrapping your arms around yourself.

“Go upstairs ok? I’ll be there in a bit. Grab some clothes and lay down yeah?” Rafe suggested while gently pushing you towards the stairs.

You just sighed and nodded, making your way upstairs into his room.

“What fight?” Rafe asked when you closed the door behind you. Anger filled his body and he wasn’t sure if he really wanted to hear the answer.

“JJ said some stuff about you not really caring about her. Just using her. Doesn’t matter, he was being stupid.” Sarah confessed.

Rafe could feel his blood boiling and he wanted nothing more than to storm out, find JJ and beat the living shit out of him. His eyes darkened and he ran his tongue over the inside of his cheek.

“Rafe-“ Sarah attempted to calm down her brother.

“I love her.” He cut her off, clenching his jaw and not breaking eye contact.

“I know.” She nodded, she could see in his eyes that he meant it.

He nodded back and walked past her without saying another word.

You just stood in his room the whole time, thinking about what happened. The door opened and Rafe walked him.

“Why are you still standing here?” He chuckled.

“I don’t know” you giggled back. His appearance making you feel better immediately.

He picked out a T-shirt for you and you both changed before crawling into bed together. Arms wrapped around each other, leaving no space between your bodies. You rested your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. He ran his big soft hands over your back, just enjoying your body on his.

“Rafe?” You whispered.

“Hmm?”

“What makes you chose me?” you pushed yourself up to look at him. His eyes met yours.

“When you’re with me, everything goes quiet… And it’s just you and me. I know I fucked up a lot. But you make me wanna be better.” He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

Tears started forming in your eyes at his answer and you smiled.

“And you’re hot” he broke out in a wide grin.

Your mouth opened in disbelief and you giggled, hiding your face back in his chest.

He chuckled back and gave your butt a squeeze.

Then he gently pulled your head back up so you faced him. Cupping your face and running his thumb over your cheek, just looking at you in awe.

“I love you y/n. More than you would ever know”

“ I love you too Rafe” you whispered back before you nuzzled your face into the croook of his neck, taking in his scent and placing a few soft kisses on his soft skin.

He hummed and smiled at the feeling and started tangling his ringed fingers in your hair, gently playing with it.

You both stayed like this, falling asleep.

There was no doubt anymore, that man loved you.

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„Last night“ aesthetic🌙☁️

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“Damn who’s she?”

“That’s Cameron’s girl. I wouldn’t even look at her if I was you. He’s crazy”

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Last night

Summary: You had a shitty night and turning out, Rafe Cameron is not as bad as you thought.

Warnings: angst, language, kissing, violence?

You found yourself sitting on a bench in the backyard of the country club. The night was cool and clear. Hugging your knees into your chest and balling your eyes out. You were struggling to breath and definitely felt a panic attack coming on. You looked up at the sky, trying to distract yourself. The stars and the moon looked absolutely breathtaking tonight. It should be perfect, you tried to calm yourself but the scenario that just occurred just kept replaying in your head.

Your best friend Jesse from Boston came to obx for a few weeks to visit. Just like every summer. Your families have been friends since you guys were little and you were always excited when he came to town. You took him to the country club to have a good time, like always. But this time it was different. He was different. He started getting drunk and became handsy. Constantly trying to touch you and making inappropriate jokes. It made you uncomfortable and when you told him to stop he became aggressive. You tried to calm him down, that’s when his hand hit your cheek and he called you a bitch for “leading him on”.

You immediately started crying and ran outside. How could he? You were so excited for him to come to obx because you thought you finally had someone that would be there for you. You never felt more alone than right now. Your parents weren’t home most of the time and all of your friends were on a trip to Charleston, which you turned down because Jesse came.

Your thoughts just started spiralling and then you found yourself fully in a panic attack. You were violently breathing and started to feel dizzy. That’s when you heard footsteps approaching and the figure of Rafe Cameron appeared.

Out of everyone, why Rafe? He was an arrogant piece of shit, you usually didn’t care about his cocky and sarcastic self and mainly ignored him. But right now he really was the last person you wanted to see. You couldn’t handle him being mean to you right now.

You wanted to stop sobbing but just couldn’t. Your vision was blurry and your chest started hurting from your heavy breathing.

“Jo you good?” with hands in his pockets he came up to you.

You looked up at him for a second and then shoved your face back into your palms, your whole body was shaking and you just prayed he would leave again. You really didn’t want him seeing you like this.

“Ey jo you need to calm down okay” he almost sounded concerned and that’s when he sat next to you and put a hand on your back, gently running it up and down.

The warm feeling of his huge hand on the small of your back finally sent a feeling of safety through your body and you didn’t know why but your arms started to wrap around his neck and you pulled yourself close to him, chest still heaving and sobbing into him. Your mind made your body believe that your dying and now it seems to think Rafe Cameron is the only one who could save you.

“Woah easy there” he threw his hands up not touching you but then he pulled you on his lap.

“Alright c’mere”

He wrapped his strong arms around you and just held you, trying to calm you down.

“Breath, breath y/n”

He felt so warm, your face nuzzled into the crock of his neck and his cologne smelt like heaven. You held onto him like your life depends on it. He gently started to run one of his hands through your hair and continued to wisper sweet nothings to calm you down.

“It’s ok. I got you, focus on my breathing”

Finally your breathing started to steady and you could feel you body slowly starting to relax. The voices in your head stopped and tears stopped running down your cheeks uncontrollably. Suddenly the night felt so quiet and peaceful.

Then you slowly drifted back to reality and the fact that you’re sitting in Rafe Cameron’s lap right now got to you.

You immediately felt really embarrassed and quickly pushed yourself off him.

“I- I’m so sorry” you could feel yourself blushing and you tried to hide your face.

“You good” he just answered and smiled.

“You’re not gonna make fun of me right?” you asked softly, meeting his eyes.

“Why the hell would I do that? looks like your night has been shitty enough”

You just nodded. Thank god! Maybe he does have a heart. You allowed yourself to look at him a little longer and now realised how absolutely beautiful he was. You always thought he was attractive, obviously. But he was so much more than that, the moon shine enhanced all of his perfect features, he looked like a painting. His bright blue eyes, his strong facial structure and perfect lips made him look godly.

You were pulled out of your gaze when Rafe reached for your face and tucked a stand of hair behind your ear.

“Wtf happend to your face?” He frowned.

“Oh…” you reached for your cheek and the touch hurt.

“Jesse hit me”

His eyes darkened and he clenched his jaw.

“What the fuck?!” He almost sounded disgusted with your answer.

“It’s fine”

“Fuck no it’s not. Tell me what happened”

“It’s not a big deal Rafe”

“Yeah I saw that. You were sitting here, almost passing out, holding on to me like you’re dying and your cheek has a giant bruise on it. I think that’s a huge fucking deal”

Rafe bringing up that you just had a panic attack in front of him, him being the one that comforted you made you blush again. You looked down at your feet, shame flushing through your body. You honestly were just so tired and didn’t want to deal with any of this right now.

“I just wanna go home. I’m tired” shaking your head.

With a sigh Rafe got up and reached out for your hand.

“Fine. Come on I’ll take u home”

You took his hand and he helped you getting up.

The ride was quiet. You sat in the passenger seat, staring out of the window. Taking in how beautiful obx can be.

Rafe broke the silence.

“Where is he staying?”

Your heart dropped and you felt the color draining from your face. Shit. Of course he is staying at your place, like he always did. You turned to look at him. It seemed like Rafe could read your facial expression.

“You’re kidding” he looked at you in disbelief.

“It’s fine Rafe. Just take me home”

“Fuck no. Can I drop you off at any of your friends?”

“They’re all in Charleston”

“Without you?”

“I stayed here because of Jesse”

Rafe let out a sigh and you could see his knuckles turning white as he was grabbing the steering wheel.

“Alright. I’ll take you to my place”

“No, I just wanna lay in my bed” you whined.

“We have some guest rooms. Come on. Do you really wanna be alone with him?” He looked at you concerned.

“Fine” you rolled your eyes and Rafe turned the car around without hesitation.

Your eyes welded up with tears again, this night is just terrible, you looked down at your hands and picked on your cuticles.

“Hey, why are you crying now?”

Rafe wiped away the tear that fell on your knee and then lifted up your chin, gently grabbing your jaw.

“I don’t know. I’m just tired” you sniffled.

He gave your thigh a gentle pat and turned his focus back to the road. He left his hand on your thigh and kept driving.

You’ve never been to the Cameron house before. When Rafe pulled into the driveway you correct yourself in your head. Cameron MANSION. It was huge. Rafe jumped out of the truck and opened the door for you. You got out and he lead you to the front door, with his hand on the small of your back.

You tried to ignore the fact that it gave you butterflies.

He opened the door and it looked even more impressive inside.

“My bedroom is upstairs”

“I’m not sleeping in your bedroom” you rolled your eyes.

“The guest rooms are too” he added and chucked.

When you followed him upstairs you realised you didn’t have any clothes with you.

“That’s my room and this is the guest’s room” he pointed at a door right next to his.

He opened it for you and you hesitated to walk in. You looked down at yourself. Still in your dress and heels. He read your mind once again.

“Oh yeah, I’ll give you some clothes” he gestured to follow him into his room. So you did.

His room was huge and you noticed his big bed. It looked super cozy. The big white pillows looked like clouds. While you were looking around his room you didn’t notice him disappearing into his walk- in closet.

He came back with one of his T-shirts and a pair of sweatpants.

“Here” he handed them to you.

“Thank you” you said quietly.

“You can just change in my bathroom, I’ll go and check if anything is missing in the guest bedroom”

You nodded and walked into his bathroom, that was connected to his bedroom.

You looked at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes were red and puffy and your left cheek had a blue, red bruise on it. You looked like an absolute mess.

Wtf is even happening. You were supposed to have a great time with Jesse at the country club and then hang out at your own house, watching scary movies together.

Instead you found yourself in Rafe Cameron’s bedroom, changing into his clothes.

His clothes were huge on you and when you walked out Rafe was sitting on his bed looking at his phone. When he noticed your presents in his room, he looked up and gulped. He looked at you in awe and a smile crept on his face. You blushed and fumbled on the hem of his T-shirt.

“It’s a little big” you said smiling.

“Yeah no shit” he chucked and got up.

“Are you gonna tell me what happened with him?” He asked while walking into his bathroom and turning on the shower.

“Umm” you hesitated, still standing in the middle of his room.

“I mean, you don’t have to. But the bruise on your pretty face looks really bad”

You swallowed. Pretty face? You turned around to face him.

“I don’t even really remember” you lied and wrapped your arms around yourself.

“How about you get your story straight while I shower and then you can tell me”

“Ok” you said softly.

“Ok” Rafe repeated and gave you a warm smile before disappearing into his bathroom, closing the door.

You stood there for a few more seconds before you sat down on his bed. It was even more comfortable than it looked. You couldn’t help yourself but crawling into his bed, cuddling into his huge pillows and tugging yourself into his soft big blanket. His scent surrounded you and it immediately calmed you down again. You didn’t know why he had this affect on you but he just did. Before you could pull yourself out of your thoughts you drifted off to sleep.

You woke up when you felt someone moving next to you.

“Rafe” you whined without opening your eyes.

“Don’t even come at me. You’re laying in MY bed and I’m not sleeping in the guest room in my own house” he immediately defended himself without you even saying anything. Then it was quiet for a bit.

“Can you hold me?”

You could hear his breathing stop. Shit. Why would I say that? What’s wrong with me? You wish you could disappear right there and then.

Then you felt him shift closer to you and without a word his big arm wrapped around you from behind, pulling you close into his chest. You could feel his fast heartbeat against your back. He just held you and you found yourself breathing in his scent once again. You reached for his forearm and held on to it. You never felt so safe in your life. Your touch gave him goosebumps.

“Rafe?”

“y/n?”

“What do you think about me?” you asked sleepy.

“I think your friends are shit, your boyfriend is a son of a bitch and your life would be way better if you would be with me more often”

You didn’t know what to say. That response was more honest than you expected and it came without hesitation.

“He’s not my boyfriend” was all you could think of.

Silence filled the room once more.

“What do you think about me?” his deep voice filled the silence.

You thought about it for a little bit and you didn’t feel tired at all anymore.

“I don’t know what to think about you anymore” you confessed.

“What does that mean?”

“I thought you were an arrogant piece of shit.”

“And now?”

“Oh I still think you are, I just think I kinda like that about you, as long as you’re not being shitty to me”

Rafe let out a warm chucke and it made your heart jump.

“Why do you think my life would be better if I hang out with you more?” You asked, genuinely curious.

“Oh it probably wouldn’t ”

Your heart ached at his response.

“But mine would” he whispered, almost too quiet for you to hear and you could tell he was nervous.

You shifted in his arms and turned around to face him. He clenched his jaw and struggled to hold eye contact. You looked at him and he was without a doubt the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen.

“Fuck stop looking at me like that” he brought out with a nervous giggle.

“I think mine would too” you said and softly touched his jaw. His eyes widend and his gaze went to your lips. You ran your hand along his neck and to the back of his head.

Rafe licked his lips and then you pulled him in for a kiss. He was shocked for a second but then went with it. His lips were soft and moved in perfect sync with yours. The butterfly’s in your stomach were almost unbearable. His tongue started tracing over your bottom lip, asking for entrance and you let him in. When the kiss became more of a make out Rafe pulled away. You looked at him confused.

“Let’s not so something you might regret tomorrow” he said softly.

“Why would I?” you asked a little disappointed at the loss of his lips on yours.

“You had a shit day and you’re tired.”

You were trying to find the right words and when Rafe saw the hint of sadness in your eyes he cupped your cheek, gently running his thumb over it.

“If you still wanna kiss me like that tomorrow, I’d be happy to”

You smiled and nodded, he returned the smile and pulled you even closer to him.

“Come here, get some rest”

You squished your face against his chest and warmed up your hands, by sneaking them under his shirt, placing them on his abs. You could feel him chuckle and it made you smile. He snuck his big hand under your shirt too and ran his fingers softly along your spine and drew little hearts on your back with his finger. You felt all fuzzy inside. How is that the same guy that people flinched at when he just walked by. Then he placed a kiss on the top of your head.

“Good night y/n”

“Good Night”

You never slept better in your whole intire life. You woke up by the sound of the shower and when you opened your eyes you found yourself alone in Rafes bed. You sat up and let last night replay in your head. Unconsciously you started to smile. Oh god. What if Rafe thinks it’s akward now? He wasn’t drunk or anything. Right?

You were pulled out of your worries when the bathroom door opened and Rafe stepped outside with a towel wrapped around his waist. He looked like a greek god. The way his wet hair fell into his face and his perfect abs made you almost feel dizzy. He gave you a warm smile.

“If you wanna take a shower I took some towels out for you and there should also be a toothbrush and some other bathroom shit if you need it”

“Uh yeah thank you”

It was hard to focus when he looked that dreamy.

“Do you mind dropping me off home when I’m done?”

Something in his facial expression changed.

“Alright” he said dry and walked into his closet. Without giving you another look.

You tried to ignore it and walked into his bathroom. You took a hot shower and freshened up. After you were done you put his clothes back on since you didn’t feel like squeezing into your tight dress from last night.

You walked out of the bathroom and Rafe was leaning against a drawer, phone in his hand. Looking all ready to go.

“Done?” He shoved his phone into his pocket and left the room. Not looking at you.

Wtf? You thought to yourself, quickly grabbing your dress and heels and following him downstairs.

“I’ll wash your clothes and give them back to you” you said while walking down the stairs.

“Don’t worry about it” he still had his back towards you. You struggled keeping up with him.

Downstairs he grabbed his keys off the counter and started walking towards the front door.

“Is everything ok?” You asked, hurt by his cold behaviour and not understanding what has gotten into him.

“Yeah everything’s fine. Let me take you home so he can bruise your other fucking cheek” he said cold and continued walking.

You stopped walking and teared up at his words. Why was he acting like that now? You didn’t like this Rafe, you wanted the Rafe from last night.

“Wtf is wrong with you?”

“Nothing. Come on.” he snapped back. When he reached the door he opened it and held it for you. Waiting for you to walk out. But you refused to.

“What happened to last night?” you tried to hide the pain in your voice.

He shut the door aggressively, facing you now.

“What about last night?” Tilting his head and raising one eyebrow.

“You’re joking” almost laughing because you couldn’t believe his behaviour right now.

“y/n I’m not bringing up last night on purpose for fucks sake! So why are you putting us through this right now? I don’t wanna listen to you telling me how you regret it! Let’s move on and let’s fucking go” he gestured towards the front door.

“You think I’m regretting it?”

“I’m assuming so. Considering you immediately wanted to go back to your abusive lover boy this morning.”

He made a few steps towards you and all of his features darkened, he almost looked scary.

“Does he know that you’re sleeping in random boys beds when you had a bad day?” he continued.

“You’re an asshole” your voice cracked.

“Arrogant piece of shit, were your words yesterday.” he answered sarcastically.

“Kiss me.”

“What?” His eyes widened and he scanned your face, trying to figure out if you really said what he heard.

“Seems like you remember last night perfectly. I still wanna kiss you Rafe. You said you’d be happy to if I still wanted to this morning.”

Without hesitation he threw his keyes to the floor, grabbed your waist roughy and put his lips on yours. He pushed you into the kitchen, towards the counter. His hands grabbed your waist and he sat you on it without breaking the kiss. He pushed your legs apart and positioned himself between them so he could be closer to you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and ran your fingers through his hair, slightly tugging it. Making him let out a low grunt. You both pulled away to catch your breath and you let your hands drop to his shoulders, resting them there. He put his hands on your thighs, squeezing them and rested his forehead against yours.

“I wanna add to my answer from last night” he said smiling.

You dropped your hands from his shoulders into your lap, smiling back.

He lifted his head to look into your eyes and his lips tuned into a wide grin.

“I also think that you’re fucking gorgeous and that you look sexy as shit in my clothes.”

You felt heat rising to your cheeks and you let out a shy giggle.

“What about you? Are you gonna change your answer?” He asked chuckling.

You pretended to think really hard.

“Hmmm. Nope.”

His eyes narrowed with disbelief and he scoffed. You couldn’t hold your laugh and covered your mouth. He let out a giggle too and he roughly pulled you closer to him by your waist. You gasped at his sudden reaction and slapped his biceps. He placed a soft kiss on your cheek with the bruise.

“He’ll definitely pay for this” He intertwined your small hand with his and the other gently tucked your hair behind your ear.

“Can I stay a little longer?” You asked him, looking through your long eyelashes.

He let go of your hand and wrapped both of his arms around you again, hugging you close.

“As long as you want to” he smiled and ran his hands under your shirt, tracing along your sides and up your back. You hummed at the feeling, biting your lip and resting your head on his shoulder. You took a deep breath and his cologne hit you once again, making every muscle in your body relax.

“Just like last night” he whispered into your ear. And both of you broke into a smile.