housemates~ rafe cameron

set afire

I drank one to many beers after that conversation to avoid thinking about Rafe. I was dancing in the middle of a crowd. I could feel Rafe's eyes on me as i danced alongside my friends. I was too drunk to realize Miles had slipped his hands along my waistline. I was kind of taken back by it but in the corner of my eye i could see Rafe stand up from where he was sitting. I kept dancing and turned to face Miles.

"Your so hot you know that Kai" he shouted so i could hear over the loud music. i kissed him.
for some reason when i kissed him i imagined it was Rafe. That was until the kiss was broken up by Rafe dragging Miles away from me and suddenly his fist in Miles' face.

"Rafe what the fuck?" i screamed at him. "your a fucking asshole" my words were interrupted by all the beer id drank that night coming back up and all of a sudden i was throwing up. "hey hey your okay" were the soft words i heard from a not so soft boy. Rafe was holding back my hair and talking to me.

I practically blacked out after that. Rafe drove me home and carried me up into bed. "i'm just down the hall if you need me Kaia" i didn't respond. i wanted to thank him but i was still mad at the fact that he punched one of my best friends. he doesn't own me. i can kiss whoever i want. If he really wanted me he was gonna have to prove it wasn't all just a game.

the next day i woke with the worst headache from my hangover. I had missed calls and texts from my friends wondering if i was okay.
I text them back letting them know i'd meet with them later. I showered and got ready. i decided to go for a morning swim in the Cameron's pool so i threw on a bikini and headed downstairs.

I thought i was all by myself in the house until i heard giggling from the backyard. when i walked through the kitchen door i could see straight out through the open plan kitchen. Rafe and some preppy kook girl were sitting on the sunbeds by the pool. Rafe spotted me looking and he purposely flirted with her. either he was trying to make me jealous or he was just playing with me the entire time.

"god i hate him" i mumbled to myself as i walked away from the window. "hate who?" fuck. "why aren't you outside with your little girlfriend?" i sarcastically smiled at him.
"someones jealous"
"i'm not jealous. i actually feel bad for her. does she know how much of an asshole you are or should i tell her?"

i opened the fridge to grab the raspberries and when i closed it and turned around he was standing right behind me.

his hands on my waist again. my body ignited with those same flames i felt yesterday as he pushed me up against the fridge. "oh yeah?" he was grinning and his jaw tensed. i could feel his body against mine and my breath getting heavier. "i know you want me baby" i kept quiet because if i spoke i knew my voice would shake. "stop denying it." he fixed my hair out of my face and then he walked away and back to the garden.

i just stood there in complete shock of what had just happened. every single part of me was on fire, burning completely. I knew i had to have him.