The rain fell heavily onto my shoulders as I clung, closely onto my bestfriend, rafe's, shoulders as we rode back from the country club on his motorbike.
"WHOOOO." I threw my arm into the air, my hair flowing freely in the wind, "you okay?" Rafe asked looking over his shoulder to see me enjoying every second, "never been better." I admitted.
Music played from the phone inside rafe's pocket, "omg, I love this song pull over Rafe so I can dance." I began swaying my head in time with the music, "sure thing." Rafe sighed pulling up against the sidewalk.
"Rafe Cameron, will you dance with me?" I offered my hand out where he accepted it, "of course y/n y/l/n." He gracefully accepted it, spinning me around on my heels.
As we both danced to the music, giggling and nearly slipping, Rafe managing to catch me before I face planted, "hey careful there." He smirked, hugging me close to him.
"I'm okay." I said wrapping my arms around his waist as his rested upon my neck.
"Hey, y/n will you do me a favour?" He asked, me looking up at him, "sure, anything for my old pal what you need?" I asked jokingly, ruffling his hair.
"Y/n y/l/n will you do me the honours of being my girlfriend?" He looked down at the ground, picking at his finger nails.
"What?" I asked looking up at him joyfully, "y/n will you be my girl-"
he didn't even have to finish the sentence as he was cut of by my soft lips, connecting with his.
"Of course I will."
