Rafe Cameron's Girl

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You are at Kelce's house for his weekly summer party. You're face painted in mascara and tears. You and you're boyfriend, Topper Thornton, just ended things after you found him with another girl. Not just any girl, Sarah Cameron. Sarah fucking Cameron.

You and Sarah have history, she was your best friend. She'd never admit it but she was always jealous of you. You're brown wavy hair, tan skin, and bright green eyes that sometimes changed blue. You were known best friends up until last year. She's the one who bailed on you, though she likes to tell people otherwise. Sarah never gave you an explanation on why, you just knew you despised her, especially after tonight.

You stumble to the door, tipsy, when you remember Topper was you're ride home. "Shit" you mumble. You can't be driving intoxicated, especially at 2am. You walk out to Kelce's driveway and sit on the warm pavement. You don't even care that you're perfectly white dress is probably getting messed up.

Tears start to form in you're eyes, you're alone, like always. You can't figure out what you did to deserve Topper cheating on you. Right before the tears fall, you see someone walk towards you. It's dark but you can tell whoever it is, is tall. Really fucking tall.

You're eyes scan up the mans body, then you see his face. With the dim street lights, you realize that the man is Rafe. Rafe Cameron. Great. You and Rafe also have a past, considering he is Sarah's older brother. You always had a secret crush on him but didn't make it known, to anyone.

"Hey uh, you okay?" he says looking down at you. You stand up and start walking down the driveway, "Perfect" you mumble. He runs after you, grabbing you're wrist. "Wow wow wait." You turn around rolling your eyes before locking them with his. "What?" you say annoyed. He looks you up and down with a smirk. "Ugh fuck you Rafe. Leave me alone." you say as you tug away from him. His grip tightens. "No seriously, are you good?" he says with a sincere look in his eye. You pause for a minute thinking of how to even answer that question because no, you weren't "good".

"I lost my ride home and I just saw my boyfriend fucking someone else so no I'm not "good" Rafe." You say loudly with a sigh. He softens his grip as he remains eye contact. You can tell in his eyes he feels bad. Rafe has always had a soft spot for you, when it was only you around that is. "I'm sorry, T. I-I didn't know. Do you want a ride?" T. The only thing he has ever called you since you've known him. And the only person who calls you that.

You shake your head, "I- uh don't really wanna go home right now so it's okay Rafe, I'll be fine." You turn around to walk away loosening Rafe's grip on you completely. "You really think I'm gonna let you walk around the streets by yourself?" he yells to you. You shrug your shoulders, "Why would you care Rafe?" You walk further while he hesitates on what he's about to say. "I never said you had to go home, T. You can come with me."

You pause for a moment then turn around, arms crossed with a slight smile on your face. Rafe could always make you feel wanted even when you guys have barely spoken recently. "Okay.. okay fine." you say to him quietly. A smirk appears on his perfectly tan face.

Fuck. He's hot. You think to yourself as you jump into his truck.

AUTHORS NOTE:
Please let me know if it's bad or good. Like BE HONEST. I know it isn't a lot but I'm gonna try my hardest to write more soon & it will get so good I PROMISE.