rafe cameron

part 3

rafe opened the door to his house, he held it for me.

"wow, your house is fucking huge!" I said, in excitement.

he smiled, and took my jacket from my body, I could feel his fingers on my skin, I couldn't help but blush.

"uh, you want anything from the kitchen?" rafe asked me, "oh yeah, sure, I haven't eaten today." I said.

he nodded and asked me what I wanted," uh, just some toast please." I said, he then got the bread and butter from the cabinet.

~after eating~

"so, do you know when your family's coming back?" I asked, hoping I wouldn't run into mr cameron.

"yeah, later tomorrow." he said, rafe looked bored, like he was waiting to ask me something.

"wanna go watch something?" he blurted out.

"uh, sure." we walked over to the couch and sat on separate sides.

I got the remote and I put a random movie on netflix on.

as we were watching the movie, rafe got up to go get some water from the kitchen, when he came back, he sat down closer to me.

I looked at him, and he looked at me, we both smiled and looked back at the screen.

I put my hand on the couch, i felt rafes hand come onto mine.

I took a deep breath, he then placed his hand onto my thigh.

I took another, louder breath, he smirked and looked at me.

I looked at him, he then came closer and closer to my face.

he's going to kiss me, shit what do I do?

he kept on getting closer, and then, our lips touched.

I pulled away, and then we both opened our eyes to make contact.

I put my hands on his face and pulled him in, I lay on the couch while he was on top of me, still kissing.

he started moving his hands all around my body, i put my fingers threw his hair.

then, his phone went off.

"one sec." he said, was he really gonna pick up his phone while we were making out?

he went into the kitchen and answered the phone, I sat myself up and just watched the tv.

rafe closed the door, I couldn't hear what he was saying.

he then opened the door, looking frustrated.

"anything wrong?" I asked, he just sat on the couch and rubbed his hands on his face.

"im gonna go." I said, awkwardly getting up.

"please don't go." he said to me, gently grabbing my hand, he then pulled me towards him and I sat on his lap and put my legs around his torso.

I put my hands around him, but then I got off of him.

"no, I really have to go." i said, trying to get out of there asap.

"ugh, ok, bye." he said, annoyed.

I waved and went out of his front door, what was that phone call about?