Rafe Cameron Blurbs

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Rafe didn't fill you in on the fact that his party was going to be a pool party. You had shown up in a nicer dress you had borrowed from Kie and some heels. You put in an effort and did your hair and applied a little makeup.

But when you arrived at the Cameron's estate, everyone was wearing bathing suits and shorts. As embarrassment overtook you, you slipped into the house and up to Rafe's room.

How could I be so stupid? I should've known it was a pool party, you thought to yourself but your thoughts were interrupted by the tall boy who had so much gel in his hair that if he went swimming, it would probably stay put in the water.

"I thought I saw you sneak away. What are you doing up here?" he spoke as he shut the door behind him. When he turned around, his eyes racked up and down your body and a smirk grew on his face. "You look gorgeous, y/n." He looked to be entranced by your appearance as his lips were slightly parted and he couldn't take his eyes off you.

"Thank you, but you didn't tell me this was a pool party so now I look like an idiot. I look pretty but I'm a pretty idiot." Rafe sauntered over to you and sat beside you on the edge of his bed.

"Hey, you are my pretty idiot," he whispered before placing a kiss to the top of your head. You shoved him away before a pout took over your face. "Okay, okay. Let me go to Sarah's room and try to find something for you, all right?" You nodded at Rafe and watched him walk out the door. You sat there for a few moments scrolling through your phone before your boyfriend came back, arms filled with different pieces of clothing.

"So, I got you some options. There are these three swimsuits, some shorts, some shirts. Most of the girls down there aren't wearing a shirt but I brought you some just in case you wanted it." You blushed at the sweetness of your blue-eyed babe and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before looking at your options of clothing.

"Okay, I'm all ready," you announced to Rafe as he turned around to see you. You had chosen one of Rafe's shirts that he had decided to bring last minute with the tie of a red bathing suit top poking out by your neck and pulled on some shorts to wear with it. Rafe strolled over to you and grabbed your hands in his.

"You look just as beautiful as before, if not better." His lips met yours after speaking and he pulled away to look into your eyes. "Ready to go downstairs?" he asked and you nodded, finally feeling comfortable and like you fit in with these kooks.