𝙼𝚈 𝙱𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂𝚆𝙴𝙴𝚃 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙳𝙴𝙶𝚈 | {𝐑.𝐂}

5 | 𝚂𝙴𝚇𝚄𝙰𝙻 𝚃𝙴𝙽𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽

--DISCLAIMER: slight sexual content, read at your own risk.

When you returned to the kook party, you discovered Kie and Cleo asleep on the couch. You chuckled to yourself; you weren't going anywhere. Suddenly, a kook approached you and asked, "Hey, want to dance girl?".

His foul breath smelled like cigarettes and straight up vodka, indicating that he was inebriated. "Come on, have a drink," the young man suggested as he handed you a cup of vodka. You declined his offer, saying, "No thanks, I don't take cups from strangers; I'll just get my own."

You made the decision to walk away from the young man, who appeared to be in his twenties. You snatched a polo cup from the table and poured vodka into it. You took a sip, and the vodka made you make a face as soon as it hit your taste buds. "Oh gosh, that's so damn strong." You say it out loud to yourself. You shake your head quickly making a yuck noise to get acclimated to the taste of vodka on your tongue.

"I know," the young man admitted. You looked around as you nodded at him. "So, so how old are you?" You inquire of the man. He said, "Oh, I'm 19," you were suprised. "Oh, I'm 18, and I'm in my senior year." You state. 

"Sick." He says as he takes another sip out of his polo cup.

30 minutes later

As time passed, you found yourself dirty dancing with the young man while inebriated. You weren't going to lie, it felt good to have some fun for a change, especially since you were never one for partying and were more of a 'running from cops' sort of person.

You always managed to get yourself into a mess. The dance between you two actually started to heat up, and he started to touch and feel your body. Due to the  tight ass dress, he could feel your curves. You turned to face him and felt his muscles,  you would admit, he was quite hot. As you hiccuped from the alcohol, he drew you closer and grabbed your a*s.&
You let out a simple giggle as you put your arms around his neck and started to make out with the intoxicated man. People could be heard cheering you on and making oo noises. "What the hell is going on?!" As he stepped into the room where you were, Rafe said. 

You just listened to the music and made out with this fine ass man since his voice was completely muffled for you. Rafe grew enraged as soon as he saw you, for reasons he didn't understand. The man started touching up on your body once more, grabbing places Rafe didn't like.

"Alright!" Rafe shouts his displeasure with the situation. "Enough is enough; please just stop." He expressed his thoughts. Everyone is looking at him now, including you, because you saw Rafe and saw how enraged he was. "Mind your own f*cking business and dance or do something else," Says Rafe. You circle back to the man, intending to stay with him until you're forced to go. "Let Go!" You try to speak but the slurring prevent you from doing so.

When you looked up, you discovered that Rafe was taking you somewhere. He forces you into the restroom and then closes the door behind him. "What the f*ck do you think you're doing?" Asked Rafe with an intimidating tone in his question. His tongue was placed to his cheek, causing his cheek to stick out indicating that he was angry with you. 
As you hiccup, you say "dancing" to the intimidating tall boy. "Dancing? Do you consider that to be dancing?" Rafe grabs you aggressively as he asked you the question. "Yeah, I mean, it's dancing dumbass," you said sarcastically, as you slurred your words.

"Do you think your brother would approve of your sl*t dancing? Do you think it's fun to grind up on a man?" Rafe questioned. You began to enjoy his appearance, his hair parted neatly in the center, leaving a few strands on his face, and you began to look him in the eyes, thinking to yourself, "He's so handsome."
"You're just upset because it's not you," you said to Rafe as you shook out of your trance. As you make that statement, you cackle. "Oh, so you think this is f*cking funny now?" Rafe grabs your neck and pins you against the wall. "Do you think this is funny?" He expresses his frustration by saying. 

Your eyes widened, and you began to cackle even louder. "Careful daddy's boy, you're turning me on," You joke around. You express yourself as if it makes you laugh even harder, caused you to slur the sentence. 
Rafe tightens his grip around your neck. Your eyes are tightly shut. "There are a few ways I can turn you on, Thorton," Rafe says, his face near to yours. "Do this sh*t again, and you'll regret it," Rafe warned. You open your eyes and look into his ocean eyes.

"I do who I want, when I want," you whimpered. You informed Rafe. Your remark to Rafe's warning makes him chuckle. He proceeded to snake his hand to your heat, prompting you to widen your eyes, and then he began to kiss your neck from the collarbone down. "R-rafe." You took a breather. In your ear, he says, "If you disobey me, you won't be able to walk, okay? No  talking too other guys." You have been warned by him. He removed his hand away from your heat, "Do I make myself clear, princess?" He asked you. "Y-yes." You state, as soon as you obeyed he stormed out of the restroom.

Rafe didn't want you to touch or even look at other males, so you stood there frozen. Did he truly tease you, you were so perplexed.  You enjoyed it, which caused you to be frustrated and stressed out.

IN THE MORNING

You awoke with a terrible hangover, climbed out of bed, and only vaguely remembered what happened the night before. You're getting shivers just thinking about it, and you could tell he was inebriated last night by the way he touched you. Your feelings were slowly returning; you weren't sure if it was your heat thinking or your head, but you were going wild.

"Hey guys," you said as you came downstairs to see your friends. "What happened last night, you were gone when we woke up!" Cleo revealed herself by asking. "Uh, Rafe found me there and drove me home," You lied to them. "Why does my brother care if you are there or not?" Sarah asked, puzzled. She inquired.

"I'm not sure," You make your claim. "Yeah, okay y/n," Jj says with a smirk. 

You rolled your eyes at Jj and walked into the kitchen to get something to eat. You opened the door after hearing a knock and saw Rafe. "Yes?" you said, feeling butterflies in your gut. Rafe walked in and immediately began yelling for Topper. You tell him, "He just left. I'm very sure he's not interested in talking to you anyway." You made a wise statement. "Wanna repeat that darling?" Rafe asks, his stare lustful.
With blank perplexity and disbelief on their faces, all of the pogues began to glance at one another. They were all nervously laughing. "Rafe, what are you doing here?" Sarah was the one who inquired. "I'm not returning home." She informs him. Rafe tells Sarah, "I'm not here for you little miss perfect, I was here for Topper but it looks like he's not here."

Rafe walks out of the house. "Please don't tell me you're dating Rafe." As he asks you the question, Jj glances at you. "What do you mean, no?" You ask JJ. All of the other pogues exchange glances once more. "If I dated a psychopath, I'd be damned." You make a statement.

You still liked him deep down, but you kept telling yourself no.

Authors Note: I didn't want to add smut until some of you want it, but I decided to have a little bit of sexual tension between them two. I hoped you liked Chapter 5, please tell me if you want me to refrain from the sexual tension or content, I want you enjoy reading so inform me in the comments.

Not trying to sexualize Drew, this is based on the character.

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