Bound To You- [R.C]

✧*̥˚Chapter 21*̥˚✧

Trigger warning- drug abuse

ME AND RAFE ARE SAT on the back porch of the Cameron's house, the sun beaming down on us. He grabs the bong, and I light it for him.
I take a hit after him, inhaling and exhaling just as Sarah Cameron walks out.
"Are you guys ever sober?" She scoffs.
"Sorry it's just how some people cope, you know with their dad dying and their mum leaving home for months on end." I smile at her. She's still bitter with me.
"Look I'm really sorry that happened to you but can you not find a healthier mechanism? I stink of weed now." She replies.
I guess in a way she has a point.
"Boohoo." Rafe snaps at her, standing behind me. He kisses my shoulder, Sarah rolling her eyes, before making her way down to the pier.

"What is it this time?" Ward asks as he steps outside.
"Protecting the mice from the birds" Rafe answers him, as we stare down at the pier watching Sarah use a tennis racket to waft away the birds. Ward walks through to the porch to go to her.
"I would appreciate if you guys didn't get blazed on my back porch every day." He shouts back towards us, smiling.
"Sorry about that Ward" I smile back, turning around to look at Rafe.

Later that night me and Rafe are watching a movie in his room when my phone buzzes.
I move my head from Rafe's chest and reach for my phone to check who it is.

John B
There's a bonfire party down at the kooks side of the island, who's down to crash?

Classical pogue style.

Rafe looks over at me, raising his eye twos.
"You good?" He asks me.
"Yeah. John B asked me if I wanna crash a bonfire party with them" I explain to him.
"And do you want to?" He asks.
"I'm fine here. But if you want to go, I'm fine staying here watching cars." I smile at him.
He smiles back at me.
"Then that's what we'll do." He answers me, smiling. He pulls me towards him, and I stare into those deep green eyes.
"Stop, you freak." He laughs, and reaches down to tickle my stomach.
I squeal, kicking my legs about on the bed like a little kid as I beg him to stop.
He leans down and kisses me, I forget about all my worries as I lose myself in the kiss. As I pull away I smile and tickle behind his ears, which I know he hates.

I WAKE UP FEELING Rafe's arms wrapped around me along with he sound of his heart beat in my ear. I move my hand to his chest, drawing figure of eights with my finger.
I grab my phone and check for any messages before deciding to go make some breakfast before Rafe wakes up.

I make my way down to the kitchen and start making some toast for me and Rafe. I hear somebody walk in and I look up to see Ward.
"Mum still not back sweetie?" He asks me.
I shake my head as Ward walks over and braces me into a hug.
"You're always welcome here" He tells me.
The toast pops up from the toaster we both jump. I laugh, going to fetch the toast out and get some nutella from the cupboard.

I make my way back upstairs and push the door with my back, twisting around to get into Rafe's bedroom. I place the toast down on his bedside table and jump back into bed. I turn to Rafe, trailing by thumb over his cheek.
"Morning sleepyhead" I whisper.
His eyes flicker open, he glares at me as I sit up to reach the toast.
"It's too early" Rafe groans.
"It's eleven am you lazy fuck" I tease as he throws his pillow at me. I hold my plate up not wanting to get crumbs in his bed.
"Oh so it's like that is it?" I laugh, placing my plate on the bedside table before launching myself at Rafe.
"Steady, princess" He says pushing me off of him, and leaning over me.
I look up, staring into his eyes as I place the tip of my finger on his lip trailing all the way down.
"Your toast will get cold" I smirk, using all my strength to push him off of me.
He puts his hands over his face, before sitting up and taking his toast.

"How are you going to spend your last day of being seventeen?" Rafe asks me a few moments later.
"You remembered." I try to hide my smile, the thought of Rafe remembering somebody's birthday feeling foreign.
"Eve when a boy does the bare minimum." Rafe teases me, fake swooning.
"Shut up." I slap him playfully on the arm.